"Bang!"

The master and apprentice talked for a long time, and in silence, the door of the temple was kicked open.

After a while, an old man walked in with slow steps. This person was none other than Elder Huo Dong, whom Chu Yunfeng was on guard against.

In his arm, there was also a man in his arms. The person caught in the trap could not move, and his mouth made a whining sound. Hearing this voice, Chu Yunfeng suddenly became angry, and as soon as he raised his foot, he was dragged by the ghost spirit on his shoulder.

"Huo came uninvited, and I ask the ghost elder to forgive me!"

Huo Dong's mouth was very polite, but his gestures were extremely disrespectful, and even a little aggressive.

The ghost spirit didn't raise his eyes, and said, "It's all here, is it any difference if you don't see it?"

"This..."

The corners of Huo Dong's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless. However, after calming down a little, he puffed up his chest again.

"Ghost Elder, I'm not targeting you, but him!"

Huo Dong said, stretching out his hand and pointing at Chu Yunfeng.

The ingots were very uncomfortable in Huo Dong's arms, and when he saw Chu Yunfeng, he immediately showed an expression of asking for help. He was not of high intelligence, but he instinctively knew who was close to him.

"Elder Huo, this is my friend, please let him go!"

Chu Yunfeng stared at Huo Dong, and it was difficult to calm down in his heart. He had imagined the scene when he was on the opposite side of Huo Dong more than once, but he didn't expect it to be such a situation.

"Let him go?"

Huo Dong raised his eyebrows, sneered, and then suddenly tore open Yuanbao's shirt. In his chest, there was no heart like an ordinary person, but a hole the size of a fist.

"You're wrong! He's not your friend, he's your corpse!"

The so-called raising corpses is to raise corpses. In the cultivation realm, monks who raise corpses can often be seen. They are friends with corpses and use corpses as a means of attack.

Dealing with corpses all year round, most corpse keepers have formed a cold and fierce character. Their methods are extremely cruel, and they will even hunt and kill living people and use them to refine corpses, so they are despised by righteous monks.

"Yuanbao has no internal organs, but it can't be said to be a corpse, right?

Chu Yunfeng clenched his fists and said word by word. After getting along for a long time, he has long regarded ingots as his friend.

Huo Dong chuckled lightly and ignored Chu Yunfeng. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see the ghost Lingzi speak, so he said, "There is nothing wrong with raising corpses." It's wrong with this..."

only heard a clapp, and a book was thrown from Huo Dong's hand to the ground, which was the rubbings of the "Book of Corpses".

As soon as Chu Yunfeng returned to the Immortal Sect, he went to the Transmission Hall to meet the ghost spirit son. After a short exchange, Dong, Zhuge Yumo, and Yuan Bao were settled in a cave.

Originally, there was nothing wrong, but Yuanbao's intelligence was too low, and on a whim, he ran out of the cave and bumped into Huo Dong.

Huo Dong sensed the abnormality of the ingot, forcibly ingested the ingot's memory, and learned of the existence of the "Corpse Sutra" and the mutated Netherflower flower.

The news made him ecstatic.

He wasn't interested in the Corpse Sutra, the mutated Nether Flower was something that could make him break through the Purple Mansion Realm immediately. No matter what means you use, you must get your hands on the Mutant Nether Flower!

Huo Dong searched out the rubbish of the "Corpse Sutra" from the ingots, but there was no mutated ghost flower. So, he planned from his heart and staged the current scene.

Seeing the rubbings of the "Book of Corpses", the ghost Lingzi's heart sank. Keeping people to practice this book in the sect will not end well if it is passed on.

You must know that the tragedy of the Sword Sect almost ruined a generation!

No force will allow such serious consequences to happen.

Wrong!

Huo Dong has always coveted Chu Yunfeng's physique, vainly trying to give up on him, there is no reason to make trouble at this time. Unless, Huo Dong has other purposes.

Yes!

Ghost Lingzi quickly figured out the key.

Huo Dong has been immersed in the peak of the Mortal Realm for many years, and he can't wait to break through the Purple Mansion Realm immediately, and he can't wait for a moment.

Only an extremely rare elixir such as the Mutated Nether Flower could make up for the short version of his soul and allow him to ascend to the Purple Mansion in a short period of time.

He grabbed the ingots and searched for the rubbings of the "Corpse Sutra", so he could naturally go further and search the soul to get the news of the mutated Netherworld.

"I want to mutate the Nether Flower!"

Huo Dong was too lazy to sell Guanzi anymore, took a step forward and pinched Yuanbao's neck with his hand.

Step by step, he kept approaching, and the force in his hand became stronger and stronger. With just a little more force, the ingot's neck will be twisted.

"Elder Huo, right?" Ghost Lingzi suddenly said, "Doing it in the Hall of Transmission of Martial Arts, some don't give the old man face!"

Hearing some threatening words from the ghost spirit son, Huo Dong not only did not be afraid, but sneered: "Hmph! Ghost Elder is a strong man in the Purple Mansion Realm, no matter how stupid Huo is, he won't be stupid enough to come to the door to send him to death, right?"

The young sect master, the ghost Lingzi, was stunned.

Decades ago, since the previous young sect master succeeded to the position of sect master, the sect only had three holy sons, and there was no young sect master.

Moreover, there are only the top three figures among the core disciples who can be called the Holy Son.

"Bang! bang!"

After a few clappings, a young man in a purple robe walked into the main hall.

"Dao Qian Holy Son!" Ghost Lingzi got up and said, "Haven't you already been promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm?"

The Dao Qian Holy Son fanned the jade fan in his hand, and said lightly: "It is true that this Holy Son has already been promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm, but he still needs an assistant of the Purple Mansion Realm. I wonder if the Ghost Elder would like to help me?"

These words were a pun, forcing the Ghost Spirit Son to make a choice: either he would take refuge in the Dao Qian Holy Son, or hand over the mutated Netherworld Flower and let him create a Purple Mansion Realm.

The Ghost Lingzi was expressionless, staring coldly at the Dao Qian Holy Son.

After a long time, the Holy Son of Dao Qian seemed to be a little tired of being stared at, turned his head to look at Chu Yunfeng, showed a peaceful smile, and said, "Listen to the people below, you didn't just bring back a raised corpse!"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Yunfeng's hair exploded all over his body. In the midst of the incomparable anger, there was also a burst of creeping.

Because, when he returned to the sect this time, he not only brought ingots, but also Dong and Zhuge Yumo.

"Give him something!"

Oni Lingzi finally relented.

"Master!" Chu Yunfeng was very reluctant, "There is only one Nether Flower, give it to them, what will the disciples do in the future?"

"Give it to him!"

Ghost Lingzi shouted, and directly gave the order, which was unquestionable.

It took a full cup of tea for Chu Yunfeng to grit his teeth and take out a Netherworld Flower from the storage bag.

Without waiting for him to hand it out, Huo Dong hurriedly snatched it over, as if he was afraid that the ghost spirit would regret it.

"Thank you, Young Sect Master!"

Huo Dong got his wish, and he was very attentive to his mouth, so he almost bowed to the Holy Son of Daoqian three times and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Elder Ghost!

"Don't send it!"

Ghost Lingzi squinted his eyes and watched Dao Qian's Holy Son and Huo Dong leave the main hall.

"It's really too deceitful!" After the two left, Chu Yunfeng gritted his silver teeth and said unwillingly.

Originally, the Dong family and Zhuge Yumo were connected to the sect to ensure their safety, but who would have thought that they would be used to threaten themselves.

This feeling of being threatened and robbed by life is really uncomfortable!

After getting the mutant Netherworld Flower, they left directly, never mentioning the matter of the "Corpse Sutra" again, obviously not really caring about the sect.

"Let's see how the ingots are doing!"

Ghost Lingzi was much more sensible, took a few steps to pick up the ingots on the ground, and then carefully examined his body.

"The head injury is a bit serious! I was forcibly searched for my soul, but I can still survive, and my mind has deteriorated a lot!"

"It's really damn!" Chu Yunfeng felt a little guilty, "One day, it will make them look good!By the way, what kind of holy son was that just now?"

"Humph!"

When it came to Dao Qian's Holy Son, Ghost Lingzi was in a very unhappy mood.

"The division of sect disciples, you should know, from low to high, are miscellaneous disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, core disciples and true disciples. The top three core disciples will be awarded the title of Holy Son by the sect. The candidates for the next sect master are selected from among the Holy Son and the disciples of the True Lineage. ”

The status of the Holy Son is roughly the same as that of the true disciple, but it is a little different.

In some external activities, the Holy Son can represent the position of the sect, while the true disciples are more likely to represent the sect master personally.

Many times, the two are not contradictory. But in special periods, it may be different, because there is also the Supreme Elder above the sect master.

Most of the Supreme Elders are outgoing sect masters, or extremely powerful figures in the sect. In terms of seniority, some of them are the masters or elders of the current sect master, and in terms of strength, any Supreme Elder is a person with outstanding cultivation, far from being below the sect master.

Ghost Lingzi sat on the chair, suddenly changed his words, and asked, "Boy, is there really only one Nether Flower?"

"Hehe!" Chu Yunfeng touched the back of his head, completely looking like he was being seen through, "And... There is another one. ”

"Tell the truth!"

"Well, not much! Seven flowers!"

Chu Yunfeng said, covering his storage bag tighter.

"Bang dang!"

The Ghost Lingzi teacup didn't hold it steadily, touched the corner of the table, and almost fell to the ground.

What do you call it, there are still seven flowers? Seven flowers are the seven powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm! It is equivalent to the core strength of a middle-level force.

After the mutation in the Netherlands, the demand for the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm in various sects rose sharply. If there is really chaos in the world, the demand will increase, and at that time, resources such as Netherflower that can help break through the Purple Mansion Realm will inevitably become even more precious, and they will be robbed by countless forces.

"Give it all to me!"

What caught Chu Yunfeng off guard was that the Ghost Spirit Son suddenly stretched out his hand to take all the Nether Flowers away.

Chu Yunfeng jumped up all of a sudden, and screamed, "Old man, you are a Ming robbery! Although it is not as hateful as Huo Dong and that bullshit saint, it is not far behind!"

The next scene made him even more stunned, but he was helpless.

The Yuan Force on the Ghost Spirit Son's body surged, restricting Chu Yunfeng's ability to act. So, he watched as Ghost Lingzi took his storage bag.

When he recovered, Ghost Lingzi threw the storage bag to him again, but the Netherworld Flower inside had already entered Ghost Spirit's pocket.

"Old man, you rascal!"

Ghost Lingzi gritted his teeth and said, "Good man, you have a special physique, and breaking through the Purple Mansion Realm is a matter of course, if you don't need these things, it is better to honor your master, and the master will exchange them for some useful cultivation resources, wouldn't it be beautiful?