It's just that although this ghost cultivator who was born outside the three sects is not pure, his body method is very weird, and people with themselves may not be able to keep up with him......

As soon as this thought flashed, Xu Yu saw that in the darkness, a puppet silk stretched out from his hand, and even the target in front of him, a crystal light flashed on the silk line.

Xu Yu: "......"

He didn't know when this piece of puppet silk was connected, and the person holding him didn't say that he was looking for his brother, why did he follow a sneaky ghost cultivator?

One end of the puppet silk was tied to the eyeliner planted by the blood river, and the other end was tied to the pale golden glove in Chu Yiyang's hand, and the chained eyeliner had no idea that he was being followed, and after cautiously switching routes a few times, he returned to their base in the east of the city.

The stronghold of the Blood River Ancestor in the east of the city is a wealthy merchant's house, the house is quite magnificent, but this mansion with a total of more than 100 people up and down is not very popular at the moment.

The middle-aged man in brown entered the mansion as if he was in a no-man's land, and Chu Yiyang held the puppet silk that shimmered with a faint silver light in his hand, and took the cat under the root of the wall, and followed around the periphery of the house, always keeping a short distance from this person.

The brown-clothed ghost Xiu walked through the lifeless pond and came to the main hall.

The lights above the main hall were brilliant, and there was a row of ghost cultivators standing in each of the two rows, and the pale and godless young man sitting on the Taishi chair directly above was the third disciple of the Blood River Ancestor.

Although the Blood River Ancestor is an outcast of the Broken Soul Sect, he has repeatedly had adventures, and his realm has broken through one after another, not only establishing his own power, but also being very ambitious.

Bai Wuchang sat above, holding a spirit flag, and the black spirit flag was tumbling with resentment, and countless roaring faces continued to emerge.

His other hand was dripping with blood, and he was holding half of his heart to feed the spirit flag, and at his feet lay a maid who had just had her heart removed, her eyes wide open, and the blood was still warm.

The middle-aged man in brown didn't look at the corpses in the hall, and knelt down as soon as he came in: "See the third young master." ”

Bai Wuchang, who had fed the last piece of flesh and blood in his hand, lazily lifted his eyelids, and saw that the eyeliner placed in the Qinglian Inn was kneeling below, so he asked while wiping his hands with the spirit flag: "What, what is the movement of those monks?" ”

In his opinion, these monks who came to the Qinglian Inn on the first day were all waste, and they were not to be afraid at all, so their attitude was extremely careless.

I listened to the eyeliner placed in the Qinglian Inn and said, "The people of the Hehuan Sect are here. ”

"Hehuan Sect?" As soon as he heard these three words, the laziness on Bai Wuchang's face instantly dissipated, and he looked at the three disciples of the Blood River Ancestor through the puppet eyes and thought, it seems that these eyes are not unable to open.

"Yes." The middle-aged man in brown maintained his fist clenching, not knowing that he had become a puppet of others, and someone was watching everything in the hall through his own eyes.

I saw Bai Wuchang put down his legs from the chair and got up all of a sudden, obviously there was a problem in the area he was responsible for at the critical moment, which made him restless.

He questioned the brown-clothed ghost cultivator who was kneeling on the ground, "Shouldn't the Hehuan Sect come in two days?" Who are they from? ”

The Hehuan Sect is not easy to mess with, and to some extent, they are even more difficult to deal with than the Kunlun Sword Sect. At least out of the northern realm, Kunlun will be lame, but if you have a feud with the Hehuan Sect, they will be entangled with you to the end no matter what the four realms and three seas you are.

The other people in the hall didn't dare to breathe, Bai Wuchang paced back and forth, the corpse's eyes on the ground were wide open, reflecting the snow-white boots on his feet, and he muttered: "It's okay if it's an ordinary disciple here, it's not worth the Hehuan Sect to worry about us if you die one or two......"

But the middle-aged man in brown broke his luck: "The third young master of Qiqi, it is the son of Jinling who should rob his heart." ”

"What?!"

Bai Wuchang's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at the middle-aged man on the ground in disbelief, and the middle-aged man lowered his head: "My subordinates saw that the people from the Tianshan Sword Sect also came at the inn, maybe it was because of his fiancée......"

Chu Yiyang listened to the corner outside, and Bai Wuchang's reaction was similar to what he expected: there was a situation beyond his control, and he was bound to meet the Blood River Ancestor.

"Trouble, what trouble!" Bai Wuchang couldn't help himself and went berserk, the young people of the Hehuan Sect died here, and the Hehuan Sect would definitely fight with them in the Blood River Sect. This is one of them, and the second is that she is still crazy about this master who should be robbed, but I am afraid that even if her own master is against her, she will have to give in three points.

"No, I have to go and ask Master." As soon as he turned around, he waved his hand at the brown-clothed middle-aged man, and motioned for him to go back and continue to stare at the Qinglian Inn, "You go back and keep an eye on me, especially this surnamed Ying, don't let them find any problems." ”

"Yes." The brown-clothed middle-aged man got up and retreated, and even the puppet silk on the back of his neck quietly broke away and withdrew from Chu Yiyang's gloves.

Staying in his arms, the young master of the Ghost King Sect, who had already started to play with his tail with peace of mind, listened to the person above his head ask, "What do you think, Brother Xian?" ”

Xu Yu moved, what do you think? Chu Yiyang passed on the plan of the Blood River Ancestor to him through the connection of the puppet technique, and Xu Yu commented after tasting it carefully: "The Blood River is an outcast of the Soul Breaking Sect, and he wants to use the big array to break through the realm, but he just wants to return to the door wall, except for this big array, everything else is waste." ”

And even if the Blood River borrowed the underground Xuanyin veins of Aoba Mountain City to form a formation, he would have no less than four ways to crack it.

Chu Yiyang knew that he was not lying, so according to what Xu Yu said, Xuehe chose to use such a flawed formation to impact the Tribulation Realm, and it was indeed not like there was a shadow of an overseas ghost sect behind it, otherwise it would be impossible for Xu Yu, who was born in the Ghost King Sect, to be devoured by his own magic weapon.

The brick wall in front of him was mottled and changed again, and Xu Yu knew that the person who was carrying him believed in him and began to take the next step.

……

Since he planned to tell the Blood River Ancestor the news that the Golden Bell Prince had come to the city, without further ado, Bai Wuchang would leave immediately.

He went alone, left the others behind, hurriedly took the spirit flag, and went out, bypassing the tall locust tree in front of the door, and was about to head towards the master's place.

However, not long after he walked out, he heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, and immediately vigilantly urged the spirit flag in his hand, let the spirit flag turn into black gas and wrap himself, and then turned around and slapped it towards the person who dared to sneak attack: "What person!" ”

His black and fiery palm slapped into the air, there was an empty space behind him, there was no one, and Bai Wuchang's face showed a look of shock, but before it was fully revealed, he felt that his right shoulder was slapped.

Compared to him, this palm can be said to be completely forceless.

But from the moment his shoulder touched the palm of the comer's hand, his flesh and bones, and his soul began to collapse inch by inch. He opened his mouth to scream, but he couldn't even make a sound, and the huge suction force coming from his shoulder completely destroyed his form and spirit, pulling him away entirely.

The little black cat in Chu Yiyang's arms exploded, and Xu Yu watched Bai Wuchang turn into a distorted shape in front of him, and even the scream was only half in his throat, and he was swallowed into the pale golden glove whole.

A gust of wind blew, and only a figure and a spirit flag were left on the ground, and now Xu Yu didn't know how the offering behind him was planted in Chu Yiyang's hands?

Under the moonlight, Chu Yiyang withdrew his hand, and the second button on his wrist raised a hideous face, which was as twisted as the worship next to him.

He picked up the spirit banner on the ground, and noticed that the little black cat was trembling slightly, so he asked, "Scared?" Then the whole person started from scratch, the bones changed, the muscles changed, and everything from the shape of the clothes to the breath began to mimic the impermanence that had just been devoured.

Xu Yu was trembling, but not because of fear, but because of excitement. Chu Yiyang didn't notice this, he weighed the soul banner in his hand, and as soon as he started his hand, he felt the anger coming from it, and it seemed that he could still hear the cries of countless resentful spirits in his ears.

Sure enough, the cultivation of ghost cultivation is to step on the lives of countless people, no wonder it is regarded as a taboo by the four realms and expelled from it.

Probably because the third disciple of the Blood River Ancestor was not an important person, so after being killed, the system did not issue any warnings, or it was still in logical confusion.

Chu Yiyang recalled the details of the text for a moment, confirmed the place where the Blood River Ancestor was in Qingye Mountain City, and then took the newly acquired spirit flag, and walked towards the temple in the city with the identity of Bai Impermanence.

The temple is the most conspicuous building in the entire Aoba Mountain Castle, and in this world where there is no reincarnation and all living beings practice desperately, there is only one god worshipped by the world, and that is the owner of the shrine above Zhongzhou.

The Lord of the Divine Palace is the first true immortal who has broken through the Great Dao and soared out of this realm, and there is still his way to ascend to heaven at the top of Zhongzhou.

This palace of the gods, located in the highest place in the world, suppresses the evil spirits in the world, and wherever there are people in the four realms and three seas, there are temples.

The first lord of the shrine was a man, and these temples were all temples of the gods.

Legend has it that the origin of the Taoism of the entire world comes from the Divine Palace, and now all the Xuanmen decencies can be regarded as Zhongzhou.

The Four Realms Immortal Gate has been replaced, and the Divine Palace above Zhongzhou has also changed its name several times, and now the name of the Heavenly Palace is Zhaoyue Palace, and the current Lord of the Divine Palace is a woman.

The Blood River Ancestor dared to put his eyes on the temple, which was not only a provocation by the Ghost Dao to the Divine Palace, but also his personal courage.

Walking on the silent street, Chu Yiyang sensed the strong desire to say something from Xu Yu's heart, so he said, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly." ”

Xu Yu was very unaccustomed to him talking to himself with Bai Wuchang's face and Bai Wuchang's voice, but he was really excited in his heart, and he was uncomfortable, so he simply asked in one breath: "This is a heaven-level magic weapon?" My worship was killed by you like you just did? Where did you get such a strong heaven-level magic weapon? Who are you? ”

Heaven-level magic weapons are very rare in the four realms and three seas, even in their Ghost King Sect, there are only two, I didn't expect him to come out this time, and he met Chu Yiyang with such a piece in his hand.

And his various methods are too weird, even weirder than himself, the authentic young master of the Ghost King Sect, Xu Yu used to think that it was because of his carelessness that he would be caught by Chu Yiyang with secret techniques, but now it seems that even if he is prepared, he is afraid that he will not be able to defeat him.

"Who am I?" Xu Yu asked him four questions, Chu Yiyang was only interested in answering the last one, and the puppet silk flashed between his fingers, and once again turned the overly excited young master of the Ghost King Sect into a puppet who couldn't move or speak, and put it in his sleeve.

He walked forward under the moon with the spirit flag, his steps seemed slow, but in fact he shrank into inches, and in an instant he was in front of the temple in the middle of the city.

Chu Yiyang raised his head, looked at the temple in front of him, and said to himself: "Am I not the young master of the Hehuan Sect?" ”

Under the doorpost in front, two clouds of smoke condensed into the appearance of a guard, blocking in front of the person holding the spirit flag: "See the third young master, why did the young master come here at this time?" ”

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Chapter 5

"Huh, why are there young masters everywhere in this city?" Xu Yu deserves to be called a genius ghost cultivator, and soon found a way for the puppet to communicate with the manipulator, and ruthlessly said, "They are also worthy?" ”

Chu Yiyang snorted slightly and did not speak.

The third disciple of the Blood River Ancestor didn't seem to have a very good temper, and when he was silent, the two guards became obviously nervous:

"Young master, but what has changed in the city?"

It's almost time, and if it affects the launch of the big array, it will be troublesome.

"Why don't you go in and pass it on?!" Chu Yiyang was enough to be annoyed by being stopped, and glared at them for a moment before shouting in Bai Wuchang's weak voice, "Let me report to the master quickly?" ”

"Yes!" When the guard's expression changed when he heard this, one of them hurriedly turned around and ran into the temple, leaving the other person to accompany the three young masters who were not easy to mess with.

Chu Yiyang waited in place with a calm face, waiting for the guards who had entered earlier to appear again, and walked quickly towards the temple without waiting for him to make a sound.

The guard hurriedly followed him with his head and hat: "The ancestor is waiting for the third young master inside, the young master please." ”

As soon as he stepped into the temple, Chu Yiyang felt that something was wrong, this temple looked normal from the outside, but as soon as he entered, the whole plus or minus was reversed.

This place should be the purest place in the world, but as soon as I came in at this moment, I could feel the yin qi rushing up from under my feet, and the yin and yang of the whole space were reversed, how bright and holy it was originally, and how gloomy and filthy it was now.

Xu Yu, who stayed in his sleeve, said "Huh", with a bit of surprise in his voice.

Chu Yiyang understood why he had this reaction, this kid was a ghost cultivator, and he cultivated the purest ghost path, and coming here was like returning home.

Only one of the main halls of the temple is dedicated to the statue of the god king, and the rest of the temple is depicted with murals.

Chu Yiyang walked forward, his eyes swept over these murals, and he saw that the fairy scenes painted on them had all turned into boundless hells, and the immortals and saints had all turned into evil ghosts.

If you want to change the attributes of the temple, the Blood River Great Array is afraid that it can't do this.

He retracted his gaze in thought, and followed the guards leading the way to the main hall.

The Divine Monarch Palace, which was worshiped by incense, is now more like the Hades Palace, and a beam of heavenly light fell in front of the Divine Monarch statue, illuminating the Blood River Ancestor who was dressed in red and sitting on the top.

As soon as Chu Yiyang saw him, he knew who Bai Wuchang's sitting posture had learned from.

The Blood River Ancestor has a longevity of more than two hundred, a ghostly body, his cheeks are thin like skeletons, and there are two ghost fires burning faintly in his eyes, and he doesn't see his pupils. The eyes of the people standing below swept over his red clothes, glad that he had changed his clothes before he came out, otherwise he would have collided with him.

Originally, in terms of probability, a villain like Blood River Ancestor, who did not appear much but also had a name, could also be his younger brother, but Chu Yiyang concluded that it was not when he saw him.

It's old and ugly, and it doesn't play much role in the plot, it's impossible.

"Impermanence." As soon as the Blood River Ancestor spoke, his voice was as harsh as the friction of a metal piece, "At this time, you don't stay in the east of the city, what are you doing here to find a teacher?" ”

Chu Yiyang took a step forward and bowed his head respectfully to him with his white impermanence: "Returning to Master, according to the eyeliner planted in the Qinglian Inn, the young master of the Hehuan Sect entered the city two days early. ”

After he finished speaking, he stood in place and raised his head in a fist-hugging posture, his gaze falling on the statue of the Divine Monarch behind the Blood River Ancestor.

Standing in the previous position, the skylight shining from above blurred the face of the idol, making it difficult for people to see clearly, but after Chu Yiyang took a step forward, he entered the range of the skylight, and he saw the changes in the idol.

The statue of the Divine Monarch, who used to be solemn and majestic, without carving his face, has completely changed at this moment.

The statue was full of ghosts, and the token in his hand was reversed, and the face that was originally blank because the world didn't know what the first god monarch looked like also had facial features.

This face is different from the evil ghost Shura on the mural outside, and the outline of his facial features is definitely good-looking and moving.