In a short time, the people of the various sects had already arrived in a large hall at the inner gate.

"There is still one day before the inheritance ceremony of my sect, you can rest here, you can also walk around, enjoy the unique scenery of our sect, the old man still has some things in his hands, and there will be special elders to entertain you later. ”

Elder Chen stood in front of the lobby, facing a number of Daohe elders of various sects with high realms, without the slightest stage fright, and with a smile on his thin and old face, he seemed to be very comfortable, as if he had experienced this kind of thing countless times.

"Elder Chen's words are polite to us, let's find a place to rest, Elder Chen, you are busy with you, you don't need to entertain us."

"Hey, I look at Elder Chen's complexion is a little bad, it looks like it's too hard to inherit the ceremony, you can pay attention to maintenance on weekdays, we monks don't pay attention to maintenance every day, I have a bottle of elixir for beauty here, you take it and try it, if the effect is good, I'm sending you a few bottles." ”

"I have the best elixir here to nourish qi and blood, Elder Chen, you take it, and when you are fine, you should eat some fruit...."

"I have it here, too..."

"This is the ..... of the Nine Dragons Pillar Pill"

When a group of third-rate sect masters saw that Elder Chen was leaving, they did not hold their own identities, but instead began to give gifts like a group of ordinary people in the market, after all, Elder Chen's current status is not as good as before, that is the spokesperson of the Afterlife Sect, to put it mildly, if Elder Chen sees that one of these sects is not pleasing to the eye, God knows if he will send someone to destroy himself.

This kind of thing is the best at the Afterlife Sect, so they would rather give some treasures than pat their thighs when they destroy the sect and regret not giving a gift in the first place.

Of course, there are many sects in this sect that have sent Tianjiao to participate in this Ten Thousand Souls Secret Realm, except for a few lucky sects with one or two lucky ones who escaped, the rest were slaughtered by the ink evil, but looking at the current situation, this group of people may have already left this hatred behind.

And the other four sect elders were much better than those people, the eyes of the four elders were very indifferent, even if the atmosphere around them was warm, they did not participate in it, and they did not sneer, even if it was Elder Menglan, who was notoriously bad tempered in the immortal cultivation world, he did not choke those kneeling monks.

She sat in a chair like the other three elders, and the old god was drinking spiritual tea, waiting for the beginning of this inheritance ceremony.

Whether it is his own self-cultivation or his attitude towards the Afterlife Sect, he is immediately superior at this moment.

"Hehe, then the old man will thank you for your kindness, this is the old man's door sticker, if you encounter any trouble in the future, you can hold this thing to go to the Shengzong to find the old man. ”

Elder Chen accepted the gifts from those sect masters with a smile on his face, and then took out a lot of dark gold jade plates from the storage rings, and in the surprised looks of the sect masters, Elder Chen handed the jade plates to them one by one.

"The disciples accompanying your sect are about to arrive, but the old man would like to remind you a few words, the style of my sect may be different from your sect, if there are some casualties in the process of learning, it is inevitable, so please inform the disciples that you must pay attention to your own safety. ”

Elder Chen's tone of speech was very serious, and his tone was full of concern, and after saying this, Elder Chen left the hall in a group of thanks, flattering voices, and walked away.

After a while, a large group of young disciples with young appearances and different costumes appeared in front of the door of the lobby, the men were handsome, the women were beautiful, as if they were fairies and fairies who walked out of the picture scroll, but their expressions were full of anger, and some of them were even covered with blood and typhoid fever.

But fortunately, in addition to just dirty clothes, some skin trauma, there were no broken arms and short legs, and there were no deaths, which is also a great luck in misfortune.

The deacon elder who was in charge of receiving the deceased sect on the side also stepped forward to explain why these foreign disciples were injured as soon as possible.

The reason for this is very normal, because these disciples are still too immature in age and mentality to withstand the provocation of their peers, so there are some physical conflicts.

However, it was none other than the core disciple of the Afterlife Sect who provoked them, and this person Mo Xie was still very familiar with, that is, the Little Qing Emperor who had received the support of Mo Xie.

It may also be because of the coquettish appearance of the little green emperor, and the troublesome peach blossom luck that caused it.... All in all, after the conflict, Emperor Xiaoqing simply taught the group of male disciples who were incapable of doing it with one hand.

It ended up being like this.

After hearing what had happened, those sect masters had no choice but to suppress their anger in their hearts, and at the same time loudly scolded their disciples, but that was just pretending to be in front of the deacons and elders of the Deceased Sect.

In the evening, all the sects and accompanying disciples who were watching the ceremony were assigned shelters.

Exclusive to the Yunmeng Sect's house.

Elder Meng Lan sat cross-legged on the futon, and the dim light swayed in the jump of the flames, causing Elder Meng Lan's entire face to be in darkness, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.

Behind her were the accompanying disciples who stood and followed the entourage who participated in the Inheritance Ceremony of the Passing Death Sect, a total of three people, all wearing blue and white robes, with a huge dreamy eye inlaid behind them.

"Although you are not one of the best in terms of combat power in Yunmeng's inner gate, you can be regarded as passable, but the main reason why you can choose the three of you this time is because you are not Yunmeng's orthodox disciples, and it is best to use them to find out the enemy's situation. ”

"I don't need you to win every victory in this inheritance ceremony, I just hope that you can take a drop of blood from their new heirs, this matter is related to my Yunmeng plan, if you can't complete this matter, then all resources in the sect will stop being supplied in the future. ”

Elder Menglan was serious, and his tone was unquestionable and determined.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The three of them responded in unison.

"But if this matter succeeds, then the benefits are beyond your imagination, but I can reveal one thing, you may be able to become my Yunmeng's orthodox disciple, presumably you should know what the prerequisites for becoming Yunmeng's orthodox disciple are, and Yunmeng has also mastered this magical power in the recent period. ”

As soon as Elder Menglan's words fell, the breathing of the three of them suddenly became heavy, and even their bodies began to tremble slightly with excitement.

The Sword Sect and the Qingcheng Sect were also assigning tasks to their disciples, as if they were plotting something.

As for the Barbarian King Mountain, he didn't plot things, but the three muscular men in the upper body kept exercising and tempering their bodies with equipment.

The atmosphere was very hot, as if they were doing their favorite thing in life.

However, these are no longer relevant to the ink evil who is in the cultivation state, and he is now in a very strange and familiar state.

The ink demon was originally absorbing the soul of the dark consciousness, but just as he was about to completely devour the darkness, in a trance, he came to a place he had never been before.

It was pitch black, there was no bright starlight, no brilliant nebula, only a black that seemed to swallow everything, a black that was extremely pure.

"Hmph! You are no match for me in a hundred years of cultivation!

"Why! Why did he become a great monk and I was just a stepping stone for him!

"I'm so tired, I really want to rest~~~~"

"Wow.... She's so beautiful, so dignified, I wonder if it's the same in bed..."

"You killed my whole family! I curse you! I curse you!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Please, please give me some spirit stones, don't worry, I will definitely win them all back at once, you have to believe me!"

"Haha... A lot of money, it's all mine, it's all mine!"

Countless voices continued to pour into Mo Xie's ears, even if he closed all his senses, but this voice could still enter his heart, enter his mind, and a large number of negative emotions surged towards him like a tide.

Mo Xie couldn't use his brain to think about where he was at the moment, and he wasn't in the mood to think about the ins and outs of all this, he just felt as if he was drifting in a sea of negative emotions, so small and lonely.

I don't know how long it has been.

He felt the negative emotions gradually drifting away from him, and his voice became quieter and quieter, until it disappeared, and he took a slight breath.

"Whew.... It was so dangerous just now, if it weren't for the fact that my willpower had been strengthened by the Extreme Realm and the Ancestral Spirit Root, otherwise I would have been torn apart just now. ”

"Where is this? dark interior?

Ink Demon looked around, and found that his surroundings were not dead darkness, but a sea of black particles that were invisible to the naked eye, and he was surprised to find that he was one of them, even though he was the largest of them.

"This strange place is full of negative forces, I'm afraid I should be in the place where dark consciousness was born right now....."

Mo Xie pondered for a moment, he felt that he had not become darkness, but that the situation he was encountering now was very similar to the scene when he devoured the ancestral spirit root, except that this time he did not watch it in the third person, but experienced it himself.

"At the beginning, the darkness was also very vaguely expressed, he was not a consciousness born from a certain force, but a race..."

"Every particle here should have a weak consciousness, and as the tide of negative forces rises and falls, these particles will also absorb a large amount of negative forces, thus giving birth to consciousness. ”

"What the hell is going on? Ancestral Spirit Root is like this, and so is the darkness, is it true that other forces are like this?"