Chapter 2: Onmyoji

"Again, Elder, what should I do?"

"Hmph, these evil sects of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect are crooked, and they will be eaten by Gu things when they die, they are all lowly ways, and they dare to sit on an equal footing with my Wuyuanfang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"But lately...... The city of Beijing is not very peaceful, and it will not be good for us if the Wan Gu Gate is exposed. ā€

"Those laypeople don't believe in yin and yang at all, and they didn't find out anything when they took away so many people from the Ten Thousand Gu Sect. Besides, if it is exposed, it is also his ten thousand Gu men to clean up the mess, what do you and me do. ā€

After the two of them finished speaking, they raised their hands and waved, and a fire quickly rose around them, and then as if the object burned out, they disappeared into the dark night deep in the alley in an instant, and the next second, they appeared in the woods on the outskirts of Beijing hundreds of miles away. They hurried to the stronghold in the southwest direction, their fiery cloaks quickly shuttling through the trees, leaving scorched marks on the trunks of the trees they passed, which was really strange.

"Report! May the elder be back! ā€

"Please."

The man who spoke was about 20 years old, tall and wearing a white cloak and a blue tunic underneath. He put his fingers together and drew the tea from the tea bowl, which took the shape of a hexagonal chair under his tutelage. He shook off his cloak, drew a silver light, and sat down the moment it hit the ground.

"Owner!"

The two men in the woods knelt respectfully in front of the man with their hands clenched into fists, a scene reminiscent of the appearance of courtiers in ancient times.

"Wuyuanfang is still doing this? The owner of the Xuan Ming Fang is too outdated! ā€

I saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking out of the forest, and the golden scepter in his hand shone in the moonlight. The body of the rod is patterned with an auspicious dragon, and the dragon's eye is inlaid with rubies, which is luxurious and rich.

"Heh, who should I be, it turned out to be the Lord of Zhuo Pavilion, sit." As he spoke, he made another water curtain chair and placed it beside him. The person who came was not polite, sat down with a "plop", and raised Erlang's legs.

"I said Master Xuanfang, you should try new things at a young age, don't keep sticking to the old rules." To be honest, Zhuo Anwei was very disdainful of this new owner of Wuyuan Fang, although the other party was talented, and at the age of 20, he was already a master of the Eight Yuan Five Elements.

"What Lord Zhuo said is also true, Yunxiao Pavilion has always been at the forefront of the times, and when foreign devils came, they learned to wear foreign clothes and speak foreign words, and they didn't get any benefits." Xuan Ming was not very polite to this Yunxiao Pavilion Pavilion Master who was 10 years older than him, although the two sides were friendly at the moment, they might have to meet each other in the next moment.

These words choked Zhuo Anwei for a while, in order to seek the overlord throne, Yunxiao Pavilion sought foreign aid during the Eight-Nation Alliance, but was locked up in the research base as a monster, if it were not for the other factions to work together to rescue, I was afraid that the entire Yin and Yang Realm would be wiped out. At this point, there is an unwritten rule in the Yin and Yang Realm - to hide oneself, and now except for some old people, I am afraid that no one believes in the existence of the Onmyoji anymore.

"Haha!" Zhuo Anwei took a sip of tea, "Don't mention the old things, we have worked together to suppress the Wan Gu Sect for some days, they have suffered heavy casualties, fled all the way from their hometown to Beijing, and there are not many people left, after fighting for many years, this evil crooked way has finally come to the end!" ā€

"It's too early for Lord Zhuo to say that, don't forget, there is also a Phantom Sect."

Zhuo Anwei's heart sank, and Xuan Ming looked at him with interest. Yunxiao Pavilion has always been afraid of the Phantom Sect, and several encounters in history have suffered dumb losses, if it weren't for the strict cultivation of soul dementors, the number of people is very small, I am afraid that the battle for the overlord will not have anything to do with him in the morning.

On the other side, Wang Shoucheng didn't sleep all night, and didn't dare to open the door until dawn, and the corpse that should have stayed outside the store disappeared without a trace at this time.