The man who fell to the ground did not speak, for he knew that the elder, who had a very bad temperament, was definitely not the object of questioning.

After a long silence, the thin figure called the elder by the man finally spoke: "No matter what, you will investigate this matter clearly, if someone really inherits the inheritance of that ladyboy, you don't need to report it to the old man, just let him disappear." ”

"Yes", the kneeling man respectfully agreed, and after seeing that no sound came from the cave, the man left quietly.

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He Xiaoshi opened his eyes suddenly, at this time, his originally clear eyes were covered with countless bloodshots, and his ugly face was bloodless, and it was obvious that his divine sense was greatly damaged.

However, in He Xiaoshi's eyes, there was a faint hint of excitement, and the whole person looked a little sharper.

A look of a lot of gains.

Seeing this, Li Yuanying's eyes were as calm as the sea, but his voice was still extremely calm: "You need to swear a blood oath, this sword trick must not be passed on to others privately." ”

He Xiaoshi had no opinion on this, and after making an extremely vicious oath according to his words, he stood respectfully with his hands tied.

Xia Zhuhong's eyelids jumped, he groaned slightly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a pair of quaint bamboo slips flew towards He Xiaoshi: "This is the loose cultivation technique collected by the sect, you can go and enlighten yourself." ”

He Xiaoshi was slightly happy in his heart, took it respectfully, and thanked him seriously.

Xia Zhuhong let out a slight "um" in his nose, and said solemnly: "This is the promise that the sect gave you after you built the foundation on time, you don't have to thank you." If you can come out on top in the three competitions this time, you will do what the sect promised, so you can do it yourself. ”

Seeing this, Li Yuanying took a deep look at Xia Zhuhong, but did not speak.

He Xiaoshi said in his mouth.

Xia Zhuhong then gave another solemn order, and then waved his hand to let He Xiaoshi retreat.

After He Xiaoshi left, Xia Zhuhong suddenly looked at Li Yuanying with a somewhat ugly face, and asked coldly: "Uncle Li's unrepentant sword technique, I'm afraid there are some problems, right?

Li Yuanying didn't seem to see Xia Zhuhong's annoyance, his eyelids raised slightly, and he said lightly: "Don't worry about the master and nephew at this time, as long as the old man doesn't break the premise of the sect's major affairs, he can still do something else." ”

Xia Zhuhong was stunned when he heard this, and finally fell silent with a long sigh in his heart.

Seeing this, Li Yuanying's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and then left the cave without saying a word.

Only Xia Zhuhong, who was still silent, stood in place, as if he wanted to stand as a real sculpture.

He Xiaoshi also became a sculpture.

Within three days after returning from the head of Xia Zhuhong's cave mansion, he stayed in his small cave mansion, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone bed without moving, and fully comprehended the unrepentant sword technique that remained in his divine consciousness.

His physique is innate and short-lived, and his comprehension ability is naturally extraordinary, and in just three days, he has already entered the door of sword tricks and mastered several relatively simple sword techniques.

At this time, around He Xiaoshi's body, seven invisible lines were constantly cutting through the surrounding air, and the cold and piercing sword intent also emanated from him, and his eyes were stinging.

After half a day like this, He Xiaoshi suddenly opened his eyes, and two pale golden lines flashed and disappeared from his eyes.

He slowly stood up, walked down the stone bed, and then with a slight turn of spiritual power, he stretched out his finger and swiped lightly on the stone bed.

A piercing and sharp line crossed in the blink of an eye.

A small but finger-deep gap suddenly appeared on the stone bed.

Seeing this, He Xiaoshi nodded slightly happily in his heart, then pondered for a moment, and began to comprehend the rest of the spells that Xia Zhuhong gave him.

Five days flew by.

On this day, the sky was clear, the wind was light and the clouds were light, because several peaks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect in the clouds and mist also appeared between heaven and earth more clearly than before.

Suddenly, an extremely clear bell rang from the Barbarian Ghost Sect's main peak, and the invisible bell wave spread out in an instant, resounding throughout the entire Barbarian Ghost Sect Mountain.

After a meal, hundreds of disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, who were either driving clouds or riding flying spirit weapons, flew towards the main hall of the Barbarian Ghost Sect's main peak.

The Barbarian Ghost Sect, which had always been a little silent, suddenly became alive at this moment.

He Xiaoshi, who was in the cave, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the bell ringing, and after muttering to himself, "Has it finally started?" and then stood up.

After a full half a pillar of incense, a golden afterimage flew out from the cave mansion and headed towards the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect's main peak.

On the main peak of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, on the square within a radius of dozens of miles, there were no less than five hundred disciples, standing together in groups of three or five, whispering something incessantly.

In the center of the square, there is a black boat as big as a hill, and the surface of the giant boat is carved with countless dense mysterious runes, making it look quite mysterious.

A huge blood-red skull, carved in the center of the giant boat, exuded an aura that seemed to be evil and deadly.

It is the hallmark of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

At the end of the square, in the main hall of the Barbarian Ghost Sect on the high platform, the eight peak masters of the peak of the Jiedan stood with their hands in their hands, their eyes looked at the black giant boat, their faces were calm, and in front of the peak masters, the tall man standing, wearing a purple and gold crown, his breath was better than that of the eight peak masters, and there was a faint kind of prestige of the Yuanying realm, which was Xia Zhuhong, the head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

On the giant boat, there were already two middle-aged men whose aura was much stronger than that of the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, one of them had a solemn face, and his cultivation was Jiedan, it was Liu Qingtian, and the other was full of pockmarks, and his cultivation was not weaker than Liu Qingtian, and it was obvious that he was also an elder level.

In front of the giant boat, there were nine disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect with extraordinary breaths, all of whom were the most powerful disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect in the foundation building period in recent years, and Xia Han was also impressively listed.

The surrounding disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect showed envy on their faces when they looked at these nine people.

"Who is the last senior brother to participate in the sect competition, and why hasn't he come yet?" said a baby-faced Barbarian Ghost Sect disciple who was mixed in with the crowd and suddenly said with some impatience.

"The names of the senior brothers and sisters who are now standing in front of the giant boat have long been made public, as for the other person, the sect has not been announced, everyone is speculating what kind of mysterious person it is, but I didn't expect it to appear now," someone else whispered.

"All the division commanders are already here, this person really doesn't know how to be polite," someone yelled in a tone full of yin and yang.

Just when everyone was talking, a golden light flew from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Look, isn't that Senior Brother Li Tianlin's flying boat? Could it be that he is the one who participated in the big competition this time?" The sharp-eyed disciple pointed to the golden flying boat and shouted.

"If it were him, it would be possible to be so unpunctual...... No, the person on the flying boat is not Li Tianlin!" the baby-faced disciple muttered.

During the time when several people were pointing fingers, the golden flying boat had already flown to the square.

The golden flying boat stopped suddenly, and then in full view of everyone, a young man dressed in white and with a strange ugly appearance jumped down from the golden flying boat in silence, and then this person waved his hand, put away the golden flying boat, and walked to the middle of the nine people participating in the big competition in three steps and two steps.

This ugly man is He Xiaoshi.

After he showed his figure, the disciples standing on the periphery discussed louder.

"I heard that Senior Brother Tianlin's flying boat was forcibly taken away, could it be this Senior Brother?"

"Ah, what I remember, this person seems to have fought head-on with Senior Sister Xia Han, and he doesn't seem to have suffered any losses. ”

"In this case, this senior brother's strength should be no problem, it's just ...... He's too ugly, isn't he?"

Suddenly, the baby-faced disciple lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Senior Uncle Mo Xiaoyao accepted a strange-looking disciple a while ago, could it be this one......?" At that time, some people said that Uncle Mo Xiaoyao had a special hobby. ”

There were wonderful expressions on everyone's faces.

He Xiaoshi's hearing was amazing, and although the language of these gossips was faint, he still heard it clearly, and his thick black eyebrows frowned slightly.

"As long as this trip goes well, I can regain my freedom, what does all the people and things here have to do with me?" He Xiaoshi thought so, and his face gradually calmed down.

Xia Han, who was not far away, turned his cold and beautiful face, glanced at He Xiaoshi, and the waves in the autumn waves rose slightly.

He Xiaoshi turned his head unconsciously, and the eyes of the two of them were separated.

A young man with blond hair and an extremely handsome face had been staring at Xia Han, but until this time, he snorted lightly and coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain and disdain when he looked at He Xiaoshi.

The fat man standing next to He Xiaoshi stabbed him lightly, and said softly with a hippie smile: "Brother ugly, this big competition, we have to take care of each other." ”

He Xiaoshi was about to speak, but he found that all the disciples in the entire square suddenly fell silent.

The head Xia Zhuhong, together with the eight peak masters, finally walked out of the main hall and stood on the high platform.

All eyes were on these nine big men who actually controlled the sect.

Xia Zhuhong's smiling gaze turned around the disciples.

At this glance, all the disciples felt that the eyes of the master were just looking at themselves, and most of the disciples suddenly turned red with excitement.

In the end, Xia Zhuhong's gaze stayed on the ten disciples who were about to participate in the big competition, and he spoke enthusiastically and expectantly.

These words are nothing more than a review of the glorious history of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, an encouragement to the disciples who are practicing hard, and finally a large encouragement to the disciple Yunyun who is about to participate in the big competition.

From beginning to end, Xia Zhuhong didn't say a word about the matter of the Demon Emperor Palace.

He Xiaoshi, who was standing in the middle of the ten people, didn't listen to a word about the speech of the head of the house, this kind of speech that was the same as what the leader said at the beginning of the school or a large-scale competition, he was tired of hearing it, but he admired the eloquence of the head of the house.

“...... Okay, let's go," Xia Zhuhong swallowed his saliva in the end, and the person full of anticipation said so.

As soon as the words fell, the ten disciples who participated in the big competition flew on the black giant boat.