The ghost cultivators in the east are most afraid of the sun's exposure and scorching in the light.

This is because of the ghost cultivation technique.

Cannibalism of people's hearts and livers, five internal organs, this kind of behavior is a funeral with a very strong yin atmosphere, picking up the grave of the dead and eating the bones of the deceased, which is okay, but some ghost cultivators, refining the living, often dozens of people or hundreds of people, is not tolerated by heaven.

When the realm is broken, once the breath leaks, there will be thunder, and it will be bombarded into scum.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, the most restrained ghost cultivation, in fact, is two breaths, water and fire are incompatible.

Those ghost cultivators who have accumulated too much yin and evil spirits, if they appear under the great sun, the cultivation realm that relies on the crooked path of evil demons will collapse overnight, and their achievements will fall short.

But if the realm is higher, those ghost cultivators will change their bodies, and the "old body" that was previously rich in yin and evil will carry a pot that is not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, a new body, and the karma is emptied, as long as you start from scratch, don't repeat the mistakes of the past, and generally you can walk in the sun, but if you don't cover it up when you make a move, you will still suffer the pain of the scorching sun.

The eastern Liuli Mountain is the forbidden place of the sacred mountain lotus flower in the east.

Wrapped in many formations, the location is extremely hidden, located in the southernmost part of the eastern border, backed by the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang. Ordinary people don't know where they are, and when they hear its name, they don't have the slightest idea of going in and exploring it...... As the name suggests, the person who lives in Liuli Mountain is naturally the great cultivator of the ghost path who holds the "Liuli Cup".

Manna Hanyo.

On the top of the glazed mountain, the light cannot shine in, and a bright red and purple glow flows inside, like twilight, and countless glows turn and refract, and finally converge in the glazed hall on the top of the mountain.

This hall is extremely luxuriously decorated, exhausting material desires, and the four corners of the hall are hung with luminous pearls.

A piece of scarlet, at a glance, it is groggy.

The name of the glazed mountain, it sounds clear, but if you step into it, you will immediately understand that the word glaze wants to cover up, but it is just a cover-up, the rich bloody breath is full of it, the red stream flows on the mountain, gurgling and continuous, the more it flows, the more viscous it is, the whole hill, breaking the glazed glow, looks like a huge head, the blood flows at the Tianling cover, spreading to all parts of the facial features.

The glazed hill that looks like the huge head of a demon beast, on both sides of the palace on the top of the mountain, fluttering flags, and the flagpole is the two curved horns that were born and raised on the "top of the mountain".

When Han Yue returned from the northern realm to kill the demon, the heaviest thing in his bag was a python with seven or eight thousand years of cultivation in the cultivation realm, it is said that among the demon kings in the demon clan, he was already invincible, and he was close to 10,000 years of cultivation, and he was almost about to turn into a dragon.

After Han Yue sat on the position of the first person in the eastern realm, there was such a glazed mountain here.

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6 The main hall on the top of the mountain, singing and dancing, a layer of light yarn, tassels flying.

Wine pond meat forest, flowing winding water.

Since Mr. Ganlu returned from killing demons in the north, there is no dispute about the position of the first person in the east, although some people know that the treasure of this Mr. Ganlu is the "glass cup".

No one knows the true face of the glass jar.

For the glass cup, the outside world only knows that this is a treasure that can accommodate the physical body and absorb cultivation, if it is not against the principles of heaven, it is very likely to be killed by lightning for no reason with the glass cup, and now the owner of this porcelain cup is the famous Han Yue...... The meager information revealed by this treasure alone is enough for the owner of the holy mountain in the four realms of the Great Sui to be tempted, as long as there is a chance, I believe that no one will be unwilling to take this treasure in his hands, play a good game, and observe three points.

Mr. Ganlu, incarnated as tens of millions, lives in the glass cup.

In the three calamities and four calamities in the east, a wisp of divine soul was taken away by the glass cup, so even if they went out of the east

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realm, being beaten to the point of "scattered" in the outside world, is not death in the real sense.

In the glass cup, it is immortality.

Hill.

In the main hall, the voice of the singer was mournful and desolate, and her voice was as low as hissing.

"The east wind is released at night...... Flower Thousand Tree ......"

The sound of the phoenix flute moved...... The light of the jade pot turns ...... One Night of Fish and Dragon Dance ......"

A light veil hangs from the door of the main hall.

The side of the gauze curtain.

A thin and majestic figure of a man sat at the highest point of the main hall, his shadow dragged very long, some people toasted him, some people peeled the grapes as red as blood for him, and some people carried fruit bowls flowing like flowing water.

His Highness was full of figures, men and women, noisy and noisy, talking and laughing, but none of them could cover the low and hoarse singing...... The singing was small, but it drowned out all the conversation.

The demons are dancing.

The light veil of the main hall was raised.

The man in the center of the main hall showed his figure, compared to those people who were full of snots and laughter under the seat, he was more like the only living "person" in this hall, sitting on the iron seat that the "emperor" could only sit on, but he was wearing a thin scholar's white shirt, and his eyes were clear and bright.

The reason why he is said to be more like a "living person".

It is because in the main hall, there is a blood red, the pillars supporting the sorghum, and the clothes of the "guests" under the seat are all red.

The maids on both sides are shaking fans, with phoenix crowns and red lips.

The beaded curtain covering the cheeks was blown up by the wind, and the appearance of Allure could be seen, and the two maidservants were both great beauties who were one in a million. It's a pity that beauty is beautiful, soulless, the two beauties have bloodless faces, and the small eyes after the bead curtain is lifted are delicate, as if looking at the lover, staring at the white-shirted scholar in front of the palace sincerely.

The two shook their fans slowly, the big red wedding dress faded to the wrists, the skin was better than snow, and even the scarlet snakes that bulged out in the slightest wisps could be seen.

The hall was full of singing.

The next moment.

It was all shattered by the sound of the bead curtain shattering.

A long rainbow crashed into the hall, the white gauze curtain was torn apart by the sword qi, and the two figures, an old man and a young man, were already standing in the center of the main hall, and a snow-white ravine behind them was ploughed by the sword qi.

A flash of white light chased after the old man, and it was sheathed with a crisp click.

Wherever the two passed, the shards of the gauze curtain froze into ice, falling in pieces, and the mountain road that they had stepped on up the mountain behind them was full of frost and snow, and the blood stream was surging, condensing into sharp ice slag.

The cold wind in the main hall was blowing, and several dancers who were leaning over their waists were directly penetrated by two figures, one old and one young, like the impact of soul and flesh, so they were not broken, but maintained the posture of lowering their waists, and their lips were covered with a layer of green frost.

The hall was dead silent.

The white-shirted scholar sitting in the middle of the hall was stunned, sat up straight, and looked at the two uninvited guests silently.

The two maids beside him who shook their fans, the crackling bead curtains on their cheeks fell to the ground, revealing two pitiful faces that wanted to cry.

The guests were never frozen into ice sculptures.

But all the voices stopped abruptly at this moment.

Only one voice rang out.

In the main hall, the white-robed old man put his hands behind his back, looked at the white-shirted scholar in the middle of the hall, and asked with a smile: "You, who is the first person in the east?"

There was only one voice.

Who was the first person in the East?

He sat at the bottom of the great hall

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, all guests, the one sitting on the iron seat...... Nature is the master.

The old man was not asking the white-shirted scholar, but everyone in the hall.

The room was full of dead silence, and no one answered questions.

The hundreds of figures in the hall were carnival, and in just a few breaths, their faces were covered with a layer of green frost, and the eyes of these people were different, staring at the two figures in the middle of the hall.

For that young man, some people are unfamiliar, some people are familiar, and some people have already recognized it, this is the Shushan "Ning Yi" of Dasui on the cusp.

For that old man...... It's all the confusion and the strong jealousy.

The mountain protection array of Liuli Mountain is so powerful, and there are only a handful of people who have the ability to defeat the great array with their own strength.

It was the white-robed old man who came as he said it, and he didn't even react to the big array, so he took the young man to smash the glazed glow, and galloped all the way to the top of the mountain.

Even Mr. Manna didn't notice it!

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at the Iron Throne in the main hall on the top of the mountain.

The eastern Liuli Mountain enjoys the worship of southern Xinjiang, and the most offerings every year are the "skilled" flesh bodies, which are naturally picked by Mr. Han Yue of Manna first, and then there are three calamities and four calamities, and finally it is the turn to be "lucky" to join the other ghost cultivators of the Eastern Lotus Flower.

Under the white-shirted scholar's seat, there are seven distinctly different seats.

Three disasters and four calamities.

Three calamities are above, and four calamities are below.

On the Iron Throne, the white-shirted scholar was expressionless and got up first.

So the seven great cultivators got up after him.

Then there was a whole hall, and all the ghost cultivators got up in unison.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, and the sword temperature on the old man's body fell gently, enveloping his body, so he didn't feel the evil aura washed by these ghost cultivators when they got up, but just witnessing this scene, hundreds of pale cultivators slowly stood up, and the visual tremor was extremely strong.

In the seats of the guests of the three calamities and four calamities, there were three figures looking at them with particularly resentful eyes.

A woman named Peach Blossom who had seen her in the Tiandu Inn was standing in the seat of the Four Tribulations, Peach Blossom was only covered with a very thin muslin cloth, barely covering any parts, her body was plump, her chest was undulating, and her eyes were staring at herself.

The other two glances came from a young man and a strong man, the child riding on the shoulders of the strong man, and the two of them were crammed into a seat. The identities of these two people are not difficult to guess.

I thought that it was the two eastern ghost cultivators who followed him and the girl all the way in the desert and yellow sand, and then were killed by Yinjun outside the waterfall in Yangping City.

As for the faces of these three calamities and four tribulations at this moment, Ning Yi didn't remember them at all, these ghost cultivators would change their skins every time they traveled, and they could easily change their faces with a touch of their faces, and they couldn't remember it.

There was a dead silence.

The old man of Xihai was still smiling, looking at the white-shirted scholar in the main hall.

The jade beads bounced around the main hall, slowly regaining their composure.

The white-shirted scholar bowed respectfully and made a very old etiquette.

"In the lower Han covenant. ”

The voice has not yet landed.

The white-shirted scholar, who lowered his body and only did half of the salute, suddenly twisted his body, was hit by a huge force, and flew out violently.

The stone wall on one side of the main hall exploded a cobweb.

In the center of the cobweb, the white-shirted scholar with half of his cheeks scarlet, slowly slid to the ground.

Three calamities and four calamities, his face was gloomy.

No one could see how the old man in the white robe did it and how he made a move, and from beginning to end, the old man's posture did not change, and he put his hands on his sleeves behind him.

The old sword immortal of the West Sea smiled and asked, "The first person in the eastern realm, you are also worthy?"

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