At noon, the clouds are everywhere.

Trailing their long tail feathers, the birds fly in flocks over the mountains of Nanmin.

On the square of the main hall, people are crowded one after another, and it is very lively.

Nearly 100 inner disciples are discussing this experience.

"I didn't expect to go to the ghost forest this year."

"Thousands of years ago, was it called the Luling Mountains?"

"Well, it is said that the Ghost King is where the previous demon lord cut off his tail, cramped, and skinned his skin. Since then, it has been called the Ghost Forest. ”

“... There is a dead silence, there are many treasures in heaven and earth, and there are even more monsters. Wuqian Immortal Venerable broke the seal and let us go in for three months, it's a lot of money! ”

"Don't worry, as long as the ghost king doesn't go, it's especially safe there. What a terrifying monster beast you encounter, at least you can still survive..."

"Speaking of the Ghost King... Eh, where the hell did that horrible madman go? ”

"Who wants to know! Bad luck is dead! Hey, you guys, do you know why he's called the Ghost King? ”

"Because... He has no father or mother, neither a demon, nor a spirit, nor a human. It is rumored to be the death of Shura's hell. ”

"Aren't you strange that Heavenly Dao created him and wanted to kill him?"

“... Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao once rained down the Heavenly Gang Thunder. The Immortal Monarch of the Tribulation Period can carry up to 88 Dao, and the Golden Immortal can carry 500 Dao..."

"And the ghost king, it is rumored that 999 Dao has not killed him, and he can still stand! Since then, the Heavenly Dao has been hidden, allowing him to wander the Three Realms..."

"Shhh , The young disciples who were watching gasped.

One of the immortal monarchs with immature faces said timidly:

"If the ghost king is tired of playing everywhere and wants to come to the immortal clan to play..."

Several people turned their heads at the same time and shouted at him: "Shut up, you!" ”

"Shut up!"

"Don't crow's mouth!"

The Immortal Sect disciple in a blue robe, who was gossiping in the middle of the crowd, saw the man who seemed to stand out from the crowd.

He laughed "scoffingly", "Look"

He looked in that direction and mocked:

"That outer disciple is holding my master's hand card, and he is authorized to participate in this experience."

A few people turned around and saw Di Xin holding a leaf card and queuing up obediently.

Several people talked softly:

"I always feel very evil about this outer disciple."

"yes, I don't even want to call him by his name when I go to Fengmingyuan to spread the word. I always feel like I'm calling that person, and my heart trembles like a bad breath..."

"I've seen the ghost king in the shadow carved jade before, and I thought it was a fierce ghost with fangs, but it turned out"

Before one disciple finished speaking, another squeezed in to gossip:

"The result is even more stunning than the demon lord. Especially those eyes, speaking of... This outer disciple's eyes are so similar to him! ”

"Senior brother, we shouldn't have seen it. Stay away from him. ”

The immortal monarch known as the senior brother is named Li Zhou, and he is more than two thousand years old, and he has always enjoyed the feeling of being sought after by the new junior brothers and sisters.

He said disdainfully: "No matter how much it looks like it, it's just a small family, what are you afraid of?" Afraid of a young disciple who has only just built the foundation? ”

As a great disciple of the inner gate, Li Zhou is already in the Jindan period.

If you really want to bully a disciple who has just built a foundation, it's like a cat and a mouse, teasing.

So many people watched, and the other party was holding the token of the master in his hand. Li Zhou thought to himself, of course he couldn't bully the little disciple.

But it doesn't prevent him from humiliating a junior who never talks to them and is lonely and arrogant.

Looking down at the token, Di Xin was feeling where his baby had gone.

With a obedient smile on the corner of his mouth, a modified ordinary face, because of a pair of green eyes and a gentle smile on his face, actually made the people around him feel... Pretty good?

Suddenly, Di Xin's shoulder was slammed.

He raised his head, the smile on his lips remained unchanged, and his eyes looked at the person clearly.

"Who are you?"

Seeing his stunned expression, Li Zhou sneered:

"There are only ten disciples of Shizun, you took Shizun's token, and you don't know who I am?"

Di Xin looked at him curiously, and asked again casually:

"So, who are you?"