The movement outside the stone gate became louder and louder, and it seemed that it had really been discovered.

"Master, what should I do?" The young Taoist priest was a little panicked, and almost all the Maoshan disciples looked at Wang Zhiming nervously.

"What's the panic, our Maoshan disciples have been inherited for thousands of years, how can they be broken in our hands!" Wang Zhiming may have been forced to be anxious, and he also let go.

"Daoyou Fangnan, is there a way to inform Ling Tong, let him not come to his death, and keep the inheritance!"

I frowned, I couldn't get in touch with Yu Wei for the time being, and Ling Tong couldn't do it yet. Besides, with Ling Daochang's jealous and hateful temperament, even if he knew the danger, it was impossible for him to escape.

"Let's fight!" Although I don't know why I encountered the accident in Maoshan, since I did, it is naturally impossible to stand idly by.

"Don't be impulsive, let's wait a minute, since this stone room is left by the old ancestor, it is naturally not simple, hasn't Senior Brother Ling Tong already informed the other sects, there is still hope......"

A middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly stopped us.

I thought he was a person who was afraid of death, but when I turned my head, this person had clear eyes and a solemn expression, and he was by no means a greedy person who was afraid of death, and he was terrifyingly calm.

"What's on the second and third floors?" Putting aside the movement outside for a moment, I asked curiously.

"The second floor is some cultivation retreat rooms, and there is no third floor." Wang Zhiming smiled bitterly.

"No third floor?" I shuddered and looked at him a little strangely.

Impossible, when Yuwei and I were outside before, we clearly found that this stone house should be a three-story building, although there are no ventilation windows on the third floor, but looking at the height and stone quality, it is definitely the third floor......

"What, what's wrong?" Wang Zhiming and the middle-aged Taoist priest reacted at the same time and looked at me suspiciously.

I told them what I had found outside, and all of us present looked shocked.

"It's true that there is no third floor, we have carefully checked before, and the stairs can only go up to ......the second floor," Wang Zhiming muttered.

"Master Wang, can I go up and have a look?"

My eyes moved slightly.

"Absolutely." Wang Zhiming asked the middle-aged Taoist priest to personally take me up to the third floor, while he took everyone and guarded him here.

Although the ********** is like day, but the middle-aged Taoist priest can't do it, he lights a lantern, the light and shadow are faint, and the atmosphere is very solemn in this place where he can't see his five fingers.

I glanced back at Mei Liangxin, thought about it, used the Human Emperor Sword to remove the frost on the surface of his mouth, and then fed some medicine refined with corpse incense liquid and the four great dark flowers, and fed him to swallow these medicines, I pressed his cold mouth hard to prevent it from flowing out, and kept it for half a minute......

When Wang Zhiming and the others saw my movements, they didn't stop me, but just sighed slightly.

It's just that now even the entire Maoshan is difficult to protect, even if their hearts hurt, they are not in the mood to mourn Mei Liangxin.

After doing all this, I continued to follow the middle-aged Taoist priest upstairs.

On the way, I knew the identity of this person.

Zhou Tong, the younger brother of Wang Zhiming and Ling Daochang, is also Mei Liangxin's youngest uncle, who is dull and wooden, and is made an honest uncle by the entire Maoshan Mountain.

I pouted and smiled, what kind of eyes are these people in Maoshan, where is Mu Ne this week, it is simply that the reaction is a little slow, and it belongs to the neurological delay type, but it is this 'disease' that causes him to be calmer than ordinary people.

His eyes are clear, and his wisdom is foolish.

It's not good, Zhou Tong is the smartest person in the whole Maoshan, at least one of the smartest!

"Uncle Zhou, what do you think of the matter of being Maoshan?"

While searching on the second floor, I suddenly asked.

"If it is not within my people, its heart will be different!" Zhou Tong indulged for a few seconds, and said loudly.

I was slightly stunned, looked back at him, and found that in the dark, Zhou Tong's eyes were shining brightly, making it impossible to ignore.

I frowned, and silently compared Wang Zhiming, Ling Tong and this Zhou Tong in my heart, and found that maybe this guy is the real madman......

"Why do you say that, although Maoshan may have cultivated some forbidden evil arts, after all, it was divided by your Maoshan, and it can be regarded as a branch......" I was a little puzzled.

"They are no longer Maoshan disciples, although on the surface, they are similar to us, and their mana seems to be the same, but their souls are polluted, the same kind of spell, people cultivate it, and ghosts cultivate it?"

Zhou Tong always hesitates for a few seconds when he speaks, if he is not in the know, he will definitely think that this guy is too fake, and he has to think about it before he dares to speak.

However, I could see at a glance that this guy was not thinking, but because of nervous slowness.

"People? Ghost? ”

I was confused, and I didn't understand what dumb riddle Zhou Tong was playing, after all, those disciples of Maoshan had nothing to do with ghosts no matter how they looked at it.

"Yes, I feel like they have ghost marks on them!" Zhou Tong said seriously.

What the hell is a ghost mark?

I'm a little dumbfounded, to be honest, although I didn't urge the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Eye, but after all, the evolved Heavenly Eye is not fake, unless something left by an existence much more powerful than me, such as the Ghost Mother, maybe with my current strength, the Heavenly Eye can't see through it, even if it is a powerful cultivator in the mortal world, it is impossible to hide it......

Ghost mother?

My heart sank, what the hell, this matter can't really have anything to do with the ghost mother, has the power of the dead woman been distributed here in the yang world?

"What is a ghost mark?"

"Ghost Print...... A mark engraved in their mana, a kind of slave mark......"

"...... "I almost burst into tears, and if it weren't for the fact that Zhou Tong was getting more and more serious this week, I really have to wonder if he made it up himself."

"How do you know?"

We've walked around the second floor, but we haven't found anything, and we asked, looking back, patiently.

"I smell it."

Zhou Tong said as a matter of course.

“…… Smelled? "My eyes are wide open, if what Uncle Zhou said is true, then haven't I met another pervert?

"Of course, I can still smell it, and you have a mark on you, but it's not a slave mark." Zhou Tong frowned and looked at me, and muttered, "You also have ghost energy on you, but you are not a ghost, and you are not enslaved by ghosts......"

My heart tightened, although I don't know what the ghost master is, but it has the word 'ghost', it must be related to the ghost world, this guy can really smell it, what kind of strange thing is this!

Uncle Shi is really weird this week!

"In this way, there are only two possibilities, first, you yourself are the reincarnation of a powerful ghost god, and second, you have a treasure used by a ghost god in your body!"

I'm speechless, these two possibilities, not to mention the second one, the Ghost Lord Order is definitely a treasure, even the Nethereye in my body is counted.

As for the first one......

If the ghost master is really a ghost, at least he can compare with the ghost mother, and even above it, he can naturally be regarded as a powerful ghost god......