Volume 2: Armageddon Chapter 41: Ghosts

"Master, why are you here?" Xu asked deliberately just to break the silence.

The ghost, perhaps genuinely weak, staggered over to the pile of bones and sat down. Cui Houqing also slowly sat on the ground and began to gossip.

"On that day, I couldn't hold on anymore after I was poisoned, and I was about to die. But I was not reconciled, I wished I could go to the Qinglong Temple again and tell my senior brother about the Demon Sect in person, but I stopped and stopped, and finally I only came to the bottom of the mountain and swallowed. Here I don't worry about you, nor do I worry about my pet tongue bird, maybe because of this obsession, I turned into a ghost. God, I want to see you here again, so because of this obsession, I have persevered until now. Saying that, Yuqing General wiped a tear.

Cui Houqing looked at this crumbling old man, although he didn't know about ghosts, but he understood that ghosts would not live long, because the living environment was harsh, the scorching summer, and the cold winter, all of which were fatal to a ghost. But he survived for six years, which shows how important this obsession is to him. But even so, seeing that he was on the verge of dying, if it weren't for the tongue-learning bird going out to look for food, I am afraid that he would not even be able to see this last side.

"It's so cold here!" Master Yuqing's transparent body flickered for a while, and then he trembled.

Cui Houqing found a pile of firewood and lit it with a fire tongue, and suddenly the warm breath filled the entire forest.

"Master, is it better?" Cui Houqing sat down next to the fire again.

"Well, it's much better. Master Yuqing leaned towards the fire, but then he realized that the fire was useless to him, and he was still trembling.

"Master, you have been going to see me, do you have something to say to me?" The extinguishing fire illuminated Cui Houqing's face dimly, and he couldn't see the emotional fluctuations on his face.

"Yes, this last point of life is going to be cut off, what should be said, old friend, don't you say?" He turned his head to look at the tongue bird above his head, the tongue bird was combing its soft feathers, and suddenly heard someone call him, suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and let out a cheerful birdsong, as if in response, and then put his head under his armpit again, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep comfortably.

"Houqing, you must remember what I want to say next, and you must not omit a single point, otherwise I will not be blind even if I die. Master Yuqing changed his decadent color and became radiant, which shows that he has withdrawn his spiritual power to make the final explanation.

"Yes, Master, you say!" Cui Houqing sat upright.

Master Yuqing seemed to be really cold, his beard and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, and he looked white, as if he was inlaid with crystal jewels.

"That was sixteen years ago, on a cold, damp morning....... "Master Yuqing told a long story, this story is the story of the son of heaven, but it is mixed with many battles between the righteous path and the demonic path.

Cui Houqing listened for a while, and when Master Yuqing coughed, he interrupted: "Master, this son of heaven you are talking about is me!"

Master Yuqing showed a bitter smile and said, "Child, I'm talking about you, you have to remember that your parents have other people. ”

"I know all of this, Master, my adoptive parents are dead, the same day you were poisoned. Cui Houqing said with a strong face

"Oh, I see, no wonder there's a hint of grief in your face. Master Yuqing suddenly came to his senses.

"Master, you may not know that I have followed your instructions and entered the Qinglong Temple, and your senior brother Master Mo has passed away. ”

The corners of Master Yuqing's mouth trembled slightly, and there was a trace of pain in his expression.

After a long time, Master Yuqing sighed and said, "Senior brother, he is also ...... As I expected, he couldn't tell the difference. ”

Maybe the energy was exhausted, but with a pop, Master Yuqing disappeared, only turning into a piece of fluorescent flickering.

"Child, I don't have much time, and I have one more thing to explain when I leave, and the most reassuring thing for me is the learning bird in the tree. The fluorescence moved closer to each other, re-transforming into the appearance of Master Yuqing, only this time it was even thinner.

Master Yuqing glanced up at the tongue bird, but it didn't know that it was about to be separated from its master's yin and yang. Master Yuqing said: "This bird's name is Xiao Ling, and she is good at tracking, so let her follow you in the future!"

Master Yuqing said, reaching out and pointing at the bones beneath him, where a robe had corroded, revealing a small black package. Cui Houqing followed the guidance to open the package, and inside was a paper bag, and when the paper package was opened, it was a few reddish-brown pills, which were fragrant and refreshing.

Master Yuqing said: "What is written on the paper is the refining method of Linggu Dan, as long as there is Linggu Dan, it will follow you, your road will be very difficult in the future, and you will be much happier with it." ”

Master Yuqing insisted on finishing the last sentence, perhaps unable to hold on any longer, and with a pop turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the night sky.

Cui Houqing looked at the emptiness in front of him, like a lost heart empty.

Master, he groaned, but there was no answer, only the sound of the wind whistling past his ears.

Cui Houqing packed up Master Yuqing's bones, dug a pit and buried it, kowtowed a few times to the grave, and then took out a Linggu Pill and raised it above his head.

The little spirit on the branch was sleeping, and was suddenly awakened by a burst of fragrance, and raised his head suddenly, and when he saw the pill in Cui Houqing's hand, he immediately flew into the sky, dived, took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, and then fell comfortably on his shoulder, combing the wet feathers.

There were a few rustles in the bushes, and a man and a bird walked through the bushes towards the outside of the mountain!

The main altar of the Celestial Cult, the bottom cave.

A figure shuttled through the cave like a ghost, and all the disciples who met it stood sideways and said respectfully "Deputy Sect Master". Although the disciples were not familiar with this deputy sect leader, they were shocked by his advanced cultivation, and no one dared to be disciplined for a while. It was only when he passed by that he looked up and looked twice, and it was due to a black bird on his shoulder.

Soon, Cui Houqing walked through the complex passage and came to a stone room. There was a dim light, followed by a hearty laugh. Cui Houqing stroked the tongue bird in his ear, and the tongue bird flew up with interest, and flew along the passage towards the outside of the cave.

"It's wonderful! In this way, the entire Qinglong Mountain is like a bag to pick up something. The demon lord stood up excitedly and paced back and forth, looking very happy. Perhaps hearing footsteps, he turned his head to look at the entrance of the cave, and his face remained unwavering.

"Come on, come on, I'll send you!" the demon lord beckoned and called Cui Houqing in.

Cui Houqing walked into the stone room, but saw six people drinking around a table and feasting, and those who could drink with the demon lord seemed to be the upper echelons of the Demon Sect, but Cui Houqing didn't know most of them. Among these six people, in addition to the Demon Lord and Wang Dingtian, the other four Cui Houqing felt angry, so the Demon Lord introduced: "These four are the four holy envoys of my sect, Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu, they are in charge of the four halls of the east, west, south and north respectively, and they are the mainstay of my sect, and they are all their own people. ”

The four holy envoys saw that Cui Houqing was a living person, and they also heard that the Demon Sect had a new rising star, so they also guessed seven or eight points in their hearts, and they would meet them as subordinates at the moment.

Cui Houqing was not used to the complicated etiquette, so he waved his hand and said, "I don't know why the demon lord is so happy?

The demon lord smiled slightly but didn't answer, and Wang Dingtian over there said: "The virtuous nephew doesn't know, we are discussing the plan to attack Qinglong Mountain." ”

"When will you attack Qinglong Mountain?" Cui Houqing unconsciously jumped out of the corner of his eyes, and his voice suddenly became cold. He secretly wondered if the four holy envoys were coming, and he was afraid that there was about to have a major plan, but he didn't know who this big plan was aimed at.

"It's tomorrow!" the demon lord glanced at Wang Dingtian, and Wang Dingtian immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

The master has just died, and now the entire Qinglong Mountain group of dragons has no leader, although it is temporarily supported by the uncle, but after all, the strength is greatly damaged, and the Demon Sect has taken a big advantage in attacking the mountain at this time. Cui Houqing's mind turned, and he didn't feel nervous, thinking that the entire Qinglong Mountain was about to be in danger, and the senior sister's incense couch was about to be occupied by others, and what was even more critical was that the senior uncle didn't know that Wang Wenqing was a demon sect spy. As a result, he was in a complicated mood, and sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

Cui Houqing's embarrassment was seen by everyone present, but they all thought that Cui Houqing was thinking about the old feelings, so they just glanced at it and didn't take it to heart.

The demon lord patted Cui Houqing's shoulder meaningfully and said, "Such a plan is seamless, but there is a link missing, I wonder if my deputy sect leader is willing to contribute?"

Cui Houqing's body trembled, the wine glass in his hand almost fell, he put the wine glass on the table in a panic, wiped the wine stains on his hands with a tablecloth, and then said with a red face: "I am willing to die for the Holy Sect!

"Haha, okay, then the deputy sect leader will pretend to go up the mountain to report the news, and give Yuru that old man a fatal blow at the critical moment, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the incidents. ”

Looking at that appearance, the demon lord actually concealed most of the plan, and it seemed that he was still not very at ease with Cui Houqing.

"This plan is also thanks to our Wang Protector, if there is no such plan, it will take a lot of effort to take Qinglong Mountain, come and we will toast Wang Protector!"

"Come!"

"Please!"

The crowd raised their glasses and drank them all. Over there, Wang Dingtian's face was flushed, as if he had offered a treasure and was quite excited, he raised his eyes and glanced at the demon lord, just when he saw the demon lord's cold look, so he laughed as if he had released his previous suspicions.

After three rounds of drinking, Cui Houqing took the opportunity to go out of the banquet. His mind turned a thousand times, no matter what, he had to go back to report the news, let Uncle Shi prepare early, don't fall for the tricks of the Demon Sect, no matter what, the opportunity to realize his latent value has arrived.

He quickly came to the mouth of the cave and whistled to the sky, only to see a shadow hovering and fall on his shoulder. At the same time, a bird's voice came: "It's so dark, it's so scary!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a wolf came out of the woods, baring its teeth at the tongue-learning bird on its shoulder.

"Xiao Hei, this is Xiao Ling, you will be good friends in the future!" Cui Houqing stroked Xiao Hei's forehead and comforted.

The little black grinned and felt useless, so he whined a few times and accepted it.

Cui Houqing threw out a wooden stick to devour the sky and sacrificed it three feet in front of him, so he rolled up Xiao Hei with a wave of his sleeves and jumped on the devouring sky, and the red light disappeared into the night in a flash.

Qinglong Mountain, Qinglong Palace.

At this moment, the Qinglong Hall seemed to be holding a grand meeting, and it was rare for the four immortal sects to gather. There was an ugly old monk sitting in the lobby, who was none other than Master Yuru. Under the hall were four ordinary seats, two on the left and two on the left, and four young figures were sitting at the moment.

"Uncle Shi, you are the only old man, please be sure to preside over the overall situation!" But it was Lin Haoran's voice, now that time has passed, he is no longer the ignorant disciple of the Bishan Sect, but has grown into a giant.

"Hmph, do you think I don't know? Senior brother was forced to die by you because of meddling. I am different from my senior brother, as the head of Qinglong Mountain, as long as I guard a good place, I don't bother to care about other things. "Master Yuru is such a smart person, he has long known that the current situation is not what it used to be, if it weren't for his cultivation in the natural realm, these boys may not necessarily regard him as a senior uncle.