Chapter 286: Anxious Qing Ancestral Yuan
The Nine Shadows Sect stands on the Hanging Dead Sea, and there is no land on this Hanging Dead Sea, but the founder of the Nine Shadows Sect used great cultivation in the Hanging Dead Sea to create several islands, and because the sea water of the Hanging Dead Sea can contain evil spirits and demonic energy, this Nine Shadows Sect has also expanded, and has now become an iconic banner of the Demon Dao.
But... Few righteous people would know that the sect of the Nine Shadows Sect was suspended on the sea.
Only a few people in the Demon Path will know the secrets.
If outsiders strayed into the Hanging Dead Sea, they would either be swallowed by the hot and monstrous demonic qi of the sea, or they would be strangled by the patrolling disciples of the Nine Shadows Sect, so the Nine Shadows Sect is still a relatively mysterious sect in the eyes of righteous people.
Nine Shadows Sect.
Qing Zuyuan's face was gloomy, and he was in a daze in his courtyard.
Since the last time, he returned to the sect from the Wansu World in this state, and the strange poison in his body, he also asked a trusted pharmacist in the sect, not only asked the pharmacist, but also asked the well-known alchemist in the sect.
But...
None of the results were very good.
Now the hope can only be pinned on Zhang Yufei in the Ghost Valley to get some good news, and then bring a big gift or surrender to the old demon Zhou Tu to see if he can leave a life.
And time passed minute by minute.
Up to now, nearly a day has passed, and tomorrow is the day to go to Wansu World to report the situation in Guigu, but he found that no matter how he used the magic weapon to call Zhang Yufei, the other party did not respond to him, what the hell is this... What happened?
A short, thin old man with gray hair walked in slowly.
"Sect Master, this is the recent... The news from the disciples we went out to practice. The short, thin old man said as he coughed.
"Third Senior Brother, thank you for your hard work." Qing Zu Yuan said respectfully.
This short and thin old man was none other than the third elder of the Nine Shadows Sect, and he single-handedly pushed Qing Zu Yuan to the throne of the sect master.
"It's not me who really suffers." The short and thin old man shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Qing, do you hate me for single-handedly pushing you to the position of sect master?" ”
"I..."Qing Zu Yuan naturally hated, this position put him in a situation of nine deaths and one life.
"However, if I don't push you to the position of sect master, the senior brother and the second senior brother will have to fight to the death for this position." The short and thin old man sighed: "In this way, the huge foundation of my Nine Shadows Sect collapsed in an instant in the midst of civil strife, Senior Brother, I really don't want the Nine Shadows Sect to repeat the mistakes of the Runhai Palace back then." ”
Runhai Palace was also because of the violent death of the sect master, and the disciples competed for the position of the sect master, and later divided into two forces to resist, and no one was convinced by whom, and later, Runhai Palace, which was also considered to have a certain status in the Demon Dao, gradually declined in the civil strife, and then even a shadow was gone.
But the words of the third senior brother are very good, one after another, but he did not take the initiative to stand up as the sect master at that time, but pushed him out to pick up this hot potato, which was really not done by a gentleman, and then Qingzu thought about it, the people of this demon path are self-interested, although the three senior brothers are frank and unrestrained, but they are not a gentleman, and it is normal for him to come out and take the blame, so he can only regret that he was enthusiastic and took this position.
But on second thought.
The status of the third senior brother is not weaker than that of the second senior brother and the senior brother, if the third senior brother takes over the position, it is very likely that civil strife will break out directly, but instead push an insignificant little shrimp to take over the position of the sect master, the effect will be much better, but in the end, he is still unlucky to take over this pot.
This smart man is the third senior brother.
It was also the third senior brother who helped the sect temporarily block the civil strife.
This unlucky ghost is also a member of the civil strife temporarily, but he ended up in this end.
Qing Zu Yuan sighed in his heart.
After a few breaths, a few more thoughts floated through his mind, he seemed to understand a lot of things at once, and when he realized it, he found that the short and thin old man in front of him was not easy to match, think about it carefully!
Senior brother, second senior brother.
For the position of the suzerain.
For the sake of this position, I don't know if I will hit it one day.
And although the status and power of the third senior brother are slightly inferior, but the strength cultivation is not weaker than that of the senior brother and the second senior brother. It's the third senior brother! Even more insidious...
The senior brother, the second senior brother, and himself, are just pawns in the hands of the third senior brother.
Qing Zu Yuan remembered the smug look of his first ascension to the position of sect master a month ago, and the more desolate his heart became.
And looking at the amiable third senior brother in front of him, Qing Zu Yuan felt that a vicious wolf in sheep's clothing was projecting a murderous gaze at him.
But...
Where do you still have the energy to take care of these things?
His own little life is still in the hands of Zhou Tujiu, the sect leader of the Wansu Demon Sect!
He picked up several jade slips handed over by the third senior brother.
"Sect Master, read slowly, the old decay has retired." The short and thin old man said respectfully.
The more respectful it became, it also made Qing Zuyuan's heart more and more uneasy and cold.
Qingzu originally crushed the jade slip.
In the past few months, there has been an influx of news about the Ghost Valley, but the news is very limited.
Some news is that a disciple entered the Zhongtian Domain and went to register an identity inscription in the Zhongtian Domain, although it is a fake identity inscription, but it can also be used, and the role of the identity inscription is detailed in the jade slip, and some news is that a disciple killed a righteous disciple and got a magical magic weapon from the storage ring of the righteous path disciple, the shape of a square, which cannot be opened and used, and requires a password, which may be the latest communication magic weapon of the righteous path.
These messages.
Not much that is really useful.
Only by entering the Ghost Valley can you get more and more authentic news.
"What happened to Zhang Yufei! If we don't leave the Ghost Valley tomorrow morning, we'll both die! Qing Zu Yuan said anxiously in his heart, and the jade slip in his hand was unconsciously sweaty, "Could it be that this Zhang Yufei was seen by the people of the Ghost Valley and was killed in the Ghost Valley?" ”
Qing Zu Yuan was extremely sad in his heart.
If Zhang Yufei really died in the Ghost Valley.
Then tonight, I must go and find out, otherwise there will be no chance.
Meanwhile.
The Qing Ancestor of one side was anxiously waiting for news from the Nine Shadows Sect.
Akkula, that is, Zhang Yufei has already started the second round of the game after the cooldown, and Li Ning next to him also continued to practice his trumpet, and the two of them built a team, especially after a while, Li Ning's friend also came, and it was suddenly full of a trumpet army of four people.
Khakula was enthusiastically introduced and embraced to start the second day of his gaming career.
Let's be honest.
He didn't expect that he would get hooked on the game so quickly, and the food and drinks here, it was simply blissful in the Ghost Valley, he didn't have any thoughts of going back, he just wanted to play it to a great extent... Play until you get tired!
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