"Chen Ye, hurry up and return the knife to him! There's no need to fight for a knife or a knife. Zheng Huaigu shouted to me in a suppressed voice from a distance.

I knew what he was worried about.

The Soul Lust Knife was snatched away by me, but it was me and Zheng Maosheng who provoked it, and he was worried about his grandson.

I held the knife and slashed down, and the evil qi wrapped around the blade quickly retracted into the shiny blade, and everyone present should have seen that this knife now recognizes me as the master, even if I return it to him, it is impossible for the soul knife to recognize him as the master anymore.

Because the spiritual weapon is not as good as the treasure weapon, it is impossible for the spiritual weapon to recognize people who are worse than the original major.

But I don't want to be an enemy of the knife gate.

"Well, I'll lend you the knife, except when I need to use it. It's all yours, how's that? "This knife is very heavy, and it is difficult to carry it without Zong Kui's two or three hundred catties, so I don't need to carry it with me all the time.

"Good!" Zong Kui agreed without saying a word. Stand up and hold out your hand to me.

I saw a flash of ferocity in his eyes, but I handed him the knife anyway.

After Zong Kui held the hilt of the knife, he changed his face in an instant with a cruel smile, took a step back and pointed the knife at me, "Stinky boy, now you are kneeling on the ground and calling grandpa ancestor, you must die today!" ”

After he roared, he spun around, and with a force of 36 degrees, he threw a big knife and slashed directly at my head, and I stood there without blinking my eyelids.

Gang——

There was another buzz of the knife coming from the blade. The violent vibration of the Soul Lust Knife directly shattered Zong Kui's mouth, and his other hand quickly held the handle together, but how could he hold it?

The Soullust Blade fell to the ground with a thud.

I clenched my five fingers, and the Soul Lust Knife flew directly into my palm.

When I returned the knife to him before, I injected a trace of divine consciousness into it, and the thousands of ghosts and souls sealed in the knife are all for me, I can only say that he was careless and lost Jingzhou, and there should be no shortage of knives in their knife gate, I am afraid he needs to refine it again.

"What the did you do to my knife!?" Zong Kui held his bloody hand and roared like thunder.

"Don't want your knife anymore?" My face sank, "Don't delay everyone's time, if you really want to, take it and refine it, and one day when you can control it, it will be yours." After saying that, I threw the knife back to Zong Kui.

The pigtailed girl hurriedly ran to Zong Kui's side, "Brother, I can't bear to make a big plan, let's keep the knife first!" ”

Zong Kui's face was full of convulsions, but he was gentle with his sister, and with a hum, he stepped aside with his sister, glaring at me with his bull's eyes.

The feng shui masters who came today are all carefully selected occult powers from various sects, and they all carry spiritual weapons and magic weapons on their bodies, and their cultivation is even more unfathomable, and no one will expose their strength at the beginning.

This Zong Kui came up to stir up trouble, first giving everyone a reckless illusion, and listening to her sister's words. I'm afraid I still have a back hand.

At this time, the Qin Huai people, who had been watching the play, stood up.

As soon as he arched his hand, he cut directly to the point and said, the people who go to the lake are conceited of life and death, and he doesn't know what the bottom of the lake is like now.

The stone staircase built on the edge of the lake has completely submerged in the fog, and the more down the yin qi becomes, the more heavy the white mist gradually turns into a blue-gray evil qi, except for our breathing of each other, we can occasionally hear a few sad ghost laughter echoing. The laughter was inspiring, giving people the feeling of leading to the Yellow Springs Hades.

If a person who has no cultivation walks inside, it won't take long for his evil qi to enter his body and his internal organs will be damaged and he will die.

"Grandson, let's go, let's not go!" Zheng Huaigu suddenly shouted, ran behind me and grabbed Zheng Maosheng to pick his son, and turned his head to find that the stone steps behind us were gone, and he patted his thigh with fear on his face, "There is no way back to go to the Stygian Mountain, and there is no living person in the soul of thousands of miles!" ”

"Heh, what did you do earlier? Didn't you say life and death conceit? Don't come down if you're afraid of death! The little girl from the knife gate looked at Zheng Maosheng with disdain.

"Eh, you dead girl, who do you say is afraid of death?" Zheng Maosheng shouted unconvinced.

The little girl in the knife door pointed at the knife. raised a pretty face and scolded angrily, "Who do you say is a dead girl?" ”

Are the people of Daomen so angry?

I hurriedly stopped the two of them, with Zheng Maosheng's current cultivation, it is indeed not suitable to follow us, in my opinion, it is better not to go to that knife gate girl, I turned into a guide charm to Zheng Maosheng, "You guys go back." ”

"I'm not going back!" Zheng Maosheng is categorical, I know. That guy is always with me and the horse.

But I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if, I still want to persuade him, at this time Ma Chang was talking, "Let him go, he can grow up with experience." ”

Zheng Huaigu took the guide talisman in my hand, shook it Zheng Maosheng's shoulder with great satisfaction, and said, "Good grandson, you are stronger than grandpa, grandpa is waiting for you to return safely." With that, he gave me a trusting look, then turned away and left.

"Haha...... Grandson, grandson ......" The girl from the knife door learned Zheng Huaigu's voice and shouted two words.

"Dead girl, are you looking for death?"

I grabbed Zheng Maosheng, why is this guy still so naïve?

But there are these two living treasures along the way. The originally dignified atmosphere instantly relaxed, but soon everyone realized that something was wrong.

The stone steps under our feet seemed to have no end, and we walked for nearly half an hour before we reached the end, until strange trees appeared on both sides of the stone steps.

The feng shui masters looked solemn. Because we just walked the path of yin and yang, this is no longer the original human realm, but a side of the underworld supported by absolutely powerful yin qi, according to past experience. Usually it is the place where the whole city is extremely resentful, and the Yin Mansion will appear.

"When did our Rongjing have a man-made accident?" The old man with a charitable face asked.

"I've never heard of it." Ma Changzai replied.

From their previous conversation, I learned that the old man of Xumei was called Shen Qijing, who was from the Mai sect of the Dao Xuanzong and everyone called him Shen Daoren, and he was the oldest and most prestigious feng shui master in our industry, except for Qiu Zhenren, who was named Qiu Shangren of the Maoshan sect of the Tianmen Sect.

I also discovered that the two most respected sects in the feng shui world, Dao Xuanzong and Tianmen Sect, are not in harmony with the six factions at the bottom of these two factions.

It can be clearly seen that Mai, Qingsang, Quan Zhen, and a man in Tsing Yi who walked down from the beginning and never said a word are from Dao Xuanzong.

In addition, the two brothers and sisters of Qimen, Maoshan, Xiangjiamen, and Daomen, as well as the rest of the people, are from the Tianmen Sect.

Although Ma Changzai and I are good friends, I feel that the people of the Tianmen Sect have a very strong anger except for him, and those people are not only at odds with the Dao Xuan Sect, but also with their own Tianmen Sect.

If you distinguish between good and evil, Dao Xuanzong is absolutely right. The Heavenly Gate Sect is evil.

And now, I'm on the side of evil.

Qin Huai people only brought Zhang Heng down alone, today he didn't bring glasses, it made people feel even colder, no, it shouldn't be called cold, this kind of cold can be called a sense of distance, even if you stand face to face with him. And you don't seem to be standing in the same space.

Because of the difference in cultivation, the gap brought by the realm, that kind of gap can be truly felt even if he doesn't do anything.

It stands to reason that he is only a few years older than me, even if he starts to learn feng shui from his mother's womb, it is impossible to have this kind of attainment, if he is not born with a tripod like me, then he is likely to follow the Qinhuai people to go south and north and bump into some chance.

This makes me even more suspicious of the purpose of the Qinhuai people to recruit feng shui masters to find the dragon and explore the tomb this time.

What exactly is he after?

Can everything here unlock the secret of the treacherous patterns on Yuzhu's body?

"Brother, look! We've found it! The girl from the knife door suddenly roared, her name was Zong Suiling.

"Don't panic, follow my brother." Zong Kui took two steps forward and grabbed Zong Suiling and pulled her to the middle of the group.

No one wants to be at the front.

Because at this moment we are facing a huge gatehouse, about one story high, the gatehouse is made up of human heads, some of which are open with bloody mouths, some of which are staring at death, and some of which are simply gone, leaving only two strange blood holes.

They were messily patched together, their hair was stained with blood, their faces were peeling and something, and I dare say I'd never seen such a horrible sight in my life.

In the heads of those horrible people, a plaque was inlaid with it.

The plaque reads four words.

"Qingfu Mansion!"