The story in Lu Linxi's mouth was not long, and Bei Mingxiu listened to it clearly, but listening to Lu Linxi's troubled tone, he still couldn't believe that it sounded like a ridiculous word.

The most mysterious night organization in the human world, the leader of the eight gates of the ghost domain, the most secret existence in the night, actually died inexplicably, or is it such an aggrieved way to die?

In Lu Linxi's account, it was a very common weapon fight on the rivers and lakes, two third-rate sects fought for the interests within a small city, and the fight was dark—but according to the government, there were no real masters, and it can be seen that this so-called rush weapon fight could not enter the eyes of cultivators with a little vision at all, and they did not dare to really fight hard until they alarmed the government.

It stands to reason that such a small turmoil would not have anything to do with the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain at all, but at that time, Lu Ping, who was dressed as a civilian, was drinking tea in a nearby teahouse, silently watching the juniors dispatched in a remote stronghold.

Watching the ghosts under his command carry out tasks in disguise was a spare time activity that he often did, and on that day, someone placed an order to take the life of a small rich businessman, whose home was on the edge of the battle.

Lu Ping has experienced countless ups and downs in his life, and at that time he just wanted to be an idle spectator, drink tea and take a break with peace of mind, where would he put the children next to him in his eyes.

As a result, at this moment, a flying locust stone flew out of the hot battle over there, and it was called a poor one, and it was blocked by the opponent's people with a blade, and it fell into the teahouse that was no longer empty, and hit the back of the head of Lu Ping, who was looking into the distance, and directly asked for the life of the night monarch.

Lu Ping's death was so funny and sudden that anyone would not believe it when they heard the news, and Lu Linxi at that time forgot about it after hearing it, and didn't take it seriously at all.

However, a few days later, the master of the secret gate secretly transported Lu Ping's body into the headquarters of the eight gates of the ghost domain, although the back of the corpse was a mess, but the face was very intact, and the head of the eight doors could be sure that the one lying down was their chief master, Lu Ping.

As a result, the cultivators who had participated in the weapon fight in that town all died under Guan Zhiyao's sword, and the two guys who provoked the weapon fight also disappeared quietly under the poison of Bai Ye.

I guess those guys don't know until they die, they have done great things that almost no one in the world can do.

......

It took a long time for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to accept this fact.

Lu Linxi's words were sincere, and his expression did not seem to be fake, and he didn't need to say any lies.

Moreover, there was once a ninth-order Dharma Sect Grandmaster who was well-known in the human world, and was beaten to death by a thug who took advantage of the time to think about the technique, even if the cultivation was a means to the sky, and the luck was carried to the extreme, it was really impossible to predict what would happen.

In the end, he could only mourn for Lu Ping in his heart, no matter how powerful he was in life, he was just a steamed bun after death, otherwise after the death of Lord Shen Meng, the Zhongzhou Incident would not have happened.

He moved his gaze back to Lu Linxi, waiting for him to continue, and now, if you think about it, you can guess that this young master of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, who usually likes to dress up as a rich boy and be carefree, has changed such a outfit and is hidden in this inconspicuous town, which must be related to Lu Ping's death.

As the young master of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, plus the Master of the Heavenly Machine Gate he just said, no matter what, after Lu Ping's death, he will be the core of the internal storm of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain.

Lu Linxi made a sigh and began to pour bitter water: "When Dad is here, everything is safe in the door, everyone performs their duties, and I am happy to be at ease, even if the master gives me the seat, I can continue to be free, but as soon as he dies, everyone is in chaos, I just don't have the idea of inheriting the position of the head of the door at all, and I have to get involved." ”

Yutai Yimeng didn't want to talk to him much, and interrupted: "Let's talk about the point." ”

Lu Linxi shook his head helplessly, expressing his dissatisfaction with the behavior of Tangtai Yimeng who pinched people's handles, but he was not familiar with Tantai Yimeng, and he didn't have anything to say, so he paused and said: "Since the establishment of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, in order to avoid the chaotic situation of the Eight Gates after the death of the head master, there is a different way of inheritance. ”

"This method of determining the position of the head of the gate is called 'stepping on the Yellow Spring' in the door. ”

Saying this, he glanced at Bei Ming Xiu. 600

Bei Mingxiu smiled slightly, and cooperated: "What kind of stepping method is this so-called stepping on the Yellow Spring?"

Lu Linxi smiled with satisfaction, and his smile quickly disappeared: "Those who can hold important positions in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, except for me, who rely on reincarnation, are all ruthless......

Saying this, he moved his head out of the window: "Uncle Guan, I didn't mean you, you are usually the most kind." ”

There was no response outside the window, and I don't know what the master of the Soul Hunter Gate thought.

Lu Linxi didn't wait for Guan Zhiyao's response, and he didn't care, after all, with Guan Zhiyao's temperament, he wouldn't have anything to do with him at all, so he cleared his throat and continued to Bei Ming Xiu and Yutai Yimeng: "This method of stepping on the Yellow Spring is a cruel competition led by the master of the sect who wants to become the head of the sect, and uses his own ability to eliminate other competitors forever. ”

"Before stepping on the Yellow Spring, the remaining Seven Gate Masters will arrange everything at the main altar, and even prepare a successor to ensure that everything in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain can run smoothly for a long time in the future, and then they will each leave, and after three days, they will start a life-and-death competition. ”

"As long as you set foot on this road, you will either rule the night or fall into the Yellow Spring, and the success or failure of life and death will be known in the meantime. This is the meaning of stepping on the Yellow Spring. ”

Bei Ming Xiu nodded and asked, "If you don't want to participate, no one should force you." ”

Lu Linxi sighed and said with a bitter face: "The problem is here. ”

"According to the rules, the master of the door who is willing to participate in stepping on the Yellow Spring and competing for the position of the head of the gate is not allowed to use any power of the eight gates of the ghost domain to kill all the other competitors is victory, and the other door masters who are unwilling to compete can choose to leave and wait and see, or they can choose to stand in the camp of a certain competitor and help him - a qualified master of the head of the door must always be able to gather the hearts of the people in the eight gates of the ghost domain. ”

"Aside from me, the only one who clearly wants to compete for the position of the head of the sect is Qi Weibian, the master of the Red Blood Gate, whom Dad used to rely on very much, I thought this guy was not bad, but as soon as Dad died, his fangs were exposed. Lu Linxi grinned, and there was a little more helplessness in his smile, "But there are still so many people standing behind him." ”

There is only one pass away from those who are willing to go all the way with him, and he doesn't know how many people there are on Qi Weibian's side, anyway, there must be far more than him.

Bei Ming Xiu frowned slightly, "You shouldn't participate in this kind of competition. ”

"I wanted to leave, but they wouldn't give me a chance to leave. Lu Linxi sneered, "They all see Daddy's bastard methods, he took the trouble to detain me in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, just to want me to inherit his position, even if I propose to quit, they won't believe it at all, or chop me up indiscriminately." Whether to fight or not is a death, it is better to fight him well. ”

"But I'm not like the Qi Weibian, who has been in the door for so long. Lu Linxi smiled treacherously and patted Bei Mingxiu's shoulder, "If it weren't for your help, I would have to go into the ground in advance." ”

It is forbidden to use the power of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain when stepping on the Yellow Spring, but it is not said that you can't invite friends on the rivers and lakes to help you.

Generally, the people who hold important positions in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain are hidden in the shadows, never exposed to the sun, and in order to hide their identities, it is impossible to have any friends at all, and even if they do, they will only be people in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, and they cannot help in the Yellow Spring.

Lu Linxi's frank outlier is absolutely rare in a century.

Bei Ming Xiu smiled disapprovingly and said, "After this time, don't put those old account books in front of me, I know you still remember, and besides, you have to take care of me in Luoxia." ”

"Who am I, I don't need to tell you, I'll do it. ”

Lu Linxi smiled slyly and swore an oath by high-five with Beiming Xiu.

This is the second time they have fought side by side after four years of not seeing each other.

Still do what you want, still make sense.