The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect ascended to the Immortal Platform, which was full of guests and friends.
Most of the seats near the center are people with five directions and five realms moving in one direction. Their cultivation realm is unfathomable. Their gestures are in harmony with the great road, and they are in harmony with the heaven and earth.
Chen Changying gently shook his folding fan and glanced around, thinking to himself: "That's the leader of the Sanyin Sect, that's the leader of the White Feather Sect, that's..."
When he looked towards the VIP seats closer to the center, several people caught his attention.
The sapphire seat in the middle is the seat of Holy Spirit Cult leader Lu Zhantian. The man in black at the bottom left is silent and has no power fluctuations around his body, making it difficult to see clearly.
The person on the lower right is wearing a purple gold crown and a bright yellow robe, showing his dignity without anger. But he restrained his own power and kept it secret.
"Those two seats are closest to Lu Zhantian, but outsiders are sitting there. It seems they have a good background."
Chen Changying closed the folding fan and poured himself a glass of wine. He was just bored in the army, so he went out to have some fun. He just didn't know that this place might satisfy his appetite.
Not long after, I saw a silver chariot and a treasure chariot coming from the sky, surrounded by more than a hundred soldiers wearing golden armor, holding long spears, and roaring flame beasts under their crotches, looking majestic and murderous.
When the chariot approached, the two hall masters Li Chunyuan and Xu Mi stepped out to greet it, which showed that they had noble status.
But when the bead curtain was lifted slightly, a person stepped out of the car. It was a man wrapped in a velvet cloak and winter coat, with a face as white as jade: "
Moth eyebrows, red lips, phoenix eyes, delicate jade body and softness like a female. His frown and slight cough are pitiful, and he is afraid of the cold all the time and is wrapped in a cold fur coat. Being born with a morbid condition is just like a pile of spring water. If he hadn't been born in a prince's palace, how could this son have survived? "
Chen Changying recognized this person as Nanyue King Han Yulou, one of the four imperial kings of the Daqian Dynasty who was facing off against his two armies.
As soon as Han Yulou showed up, everyone recognized his identity and started talking about it:
"It is said that the Holy Spirit Sect has a close relationship with King Nanyue. I met him today and it is true that he said so."
"The King of Nanyue rebelled against Daqian. The confrontation between the two armies was very important, but he came here to celebrate his birthday. It is really puzzling."
"I have heard rumors that King Nanyue is rebelling, and the Holy Spirit Cult is secretly supporting him. If the front line is tight, I am afraid he will come here to ask for help."
Qin Xiao occasionally heard other people's comments. He ignored the unswallowed fruit in his mouth and said vaguely: "Is that the person who is fighting with you?"
Qu Zhiruo patted him, and slowly injected the power from his palm into Qin Xiao's body to dissolve the spiritual power in the fairy fruit for him. He whispered: "Don't forget our identities. Let's see how I deal with you when you talk nonsense."
Chen Changying waved his hand indifferently, pointed his finger towards the void, and an invisible force isolated the three of them. In this way, they could hear the comments from the outside world, but their voices could not be heard in the surrounding area.
"I have placed a ban, so you can rest assured."
After Qin Xiao heard this, he no longer cared about it and pointed at Han Yulou: "She looks more like a girl than a girl. Forget about being gray. She looks sick and short-lived. In this weather, she is wrapped in Big fur, but bare feet, I really don’t know if he is cold or hot.”
Chen Changying smiled slightly after hearing this, waving his fan and said: "Han Yulou has been weak and sick since he was a child. Even after the treatment of Baicao Valley, it didn't work. That's why he is like this. But this person is very deep in the city, so he is a difficult opponent."
Qu Zhiruo nodded secretly after hearing the words. She and Qin Xiao had followed their father Qu Yi in the army for a long time. Li Jingchi was in charge of the army before, but they were beaten back by Han Yulou and were unable to resist. After Chen Changying took office, he stabilized the situation, but did not take the initiative to engage in war, probably out of hesitation.
Han Yulou was handsome but pale, looking frail. He was helped by an attendant beside him and slowly landed on the ground. He sat on his seat without getting dusty and kept coughing lightly.
Monks do not touch worldly things and do not suffer from worldly diseases. The appearance of Han Yulou is really puzzling.
The auspicious time of the longevity ceremony has not yet arrived, and the gate of the Holy Lord's Palace is still closed, and Lu Zhantian is nowhere to be seen.
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But Sheng Qingyao, who should have arrived at the Immortal Platform long ago, is now running around with Qiu Yu and Qinglan, looking for Ye Ling.
Qinglan said: "I have said hello to all the eight mountain gate exits. I can only enter or exit before the birthday ceremony is over today, but I still haven't seen that bastard!"
Qiu Yu murmured to herself: "Is it possible that Young Master Ye is no longer in the teaching?"
Sheng Qingyao was anxious. If he went on a business trip today, even if he was a saint, he would not be able to save Ye Ling's life.
While they were talking, they saw a figure coming in front of the three women. He was dressed in coarse cloth, with a hoe on his shoulders and a bamboo hat on his head. He was in the field.
Tian Xiashi looked solemn and asked, "Have you found that boy?"
Sheng Qingyao shook her head. She had no intention of asking why Tian Xia was concerned about Ye Ling. She just asked for help: "Grandpa Tian, does he have a good idea to find him?"
Tian Xiashi thought for a moment and said: "There are people guarding each of the mountain gates. You are not allowed to go out unless you have a token or token. Therefore, that kid will definitely not be able to escape. He should still be in the sect. There are many forbidden areas in the sect that outsiders are not allowed to go to. In my opinion, he I’m afraid that if I get in by mistake, I’ll have a hard time getting out.”
"I have had this idea too," Sheng Qingyao nodded, but frowned: "There are three mountains, four rivers, five caves, six forests, and 18 forbidden areas in the sect. It can be said that there are great dangers in all of them, and there is no way out. , how to find it?”
Tian Xia said: "Most of the forbidden areas are guarded to prevent others from entering by mistake. If that kid goes there, he will most likely be discovered. Are any of these eighteen forbidden areas unguarded?"
Sheng Qingyao shook his head and said: "They are all guarded by disciples of the sect, and..."
Before she finished speaking, Sheng Qingyao suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said: "I remember my adoptive father told me that there is a strange forest that can charm the mind and make it difficult to escape. My adoptive father once entered it by mistake, but he broke through with his cultivation. We came out. It’s just that the place is really remote and few people visit it, so no one knows about it.”
Hearing this, Tian Xiashi said, "If there is such a place, take me to see it quickly!" So the four people hurried over.
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Wuzhishan is still very quiet. At that time, the Buddha sealed Sun Houer's place here with a slap, so it was named Wuzhishan.
Of course, Ye Ling plagiarized this name, but it was extremely appropriate.
He was practicing here these days, looking at the spiritual veins in Wuzhi Mountain from time to time, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of a way to obtain them, so he had to give up.
Bored in his free time, Ye Ling asked Sun Hou'er: "The Great Sage has been here for so many years, and he has really only seen two outsiders, me and that... my master?"
"That's still false," Sun Hou'er said with a smile: "Why did I lie to you? According to Ying Gou, there are several restrictions outside, which are very dangerous. Even people with great cultivation will find it difficult to get in. You and Your master is so lucky that he didn’t die.”
"Then how did he leave back then?"
"I don't know about that," Sun Hou'er said, "You should ask Yinggou. It was Yinggou who accompanied your master when he left. I couldn't move, couldn't see what he did, and Yinggou didn't say anything to me. Pass."
Ye Ling's expression was as usual, his brows were slightly raised, but he didn't say much.
Not long after, Ye Ling got up and left Wuzhi Mountain, walking on the lotus leaves back to the lake shore, where he met the Qingpeng bird flying back.
When the Qingpeng bird saw Ye Ling, it kept chirping, as if it had seen something extraordinary, and asked Ye Ling to see it.
Ye Lingzheng felt that this place was weird, so he calmed down his energy, ducked down, and followed Qingpengniao.
After bypassing several stone pillars, I saw that the originally difficult-to-identify stone forest had changed at this moment. The stone pillars moved to the outside. In an open space in the center, Ying Gou floated on it. There was a thick death aura around the body, blocking the sky. .
Under him, blood lines slowly appeared in the open space, as if a formation was being continuously touched.
But the lines on the ground were like blood. When Ye Ling looked up, he felt thousands of ghosts roaring and wailing, touching the sea of consciousness. Even though Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness was powerful, it was difficult to resist him. His vision went dark, he groaned, and he was almost injured.
Just when he regained consciousness, he should have discovered Ye Ling and said through the voice: "Young man Ye, why hide? This kind of trivial skills are really not enough in front of me."
Ye Ling understood, so he took a step forward, revealed his body, and asked: "Senior, I don't know a few things, please enlighten me."
"Just ask!"
Ye Ling asked: "Senior is related to the Holy Spirit Cult, right?"
"Indeed," Yinggou replied, "Master Lu also broke into this place, but I didn't tell Sun Hou'er, and Master Lu didn't know about Sun Hou'er either."
Ye Ling asked again: "A few days ago, a general who was the zombie ancestor of my predecessor was reborn in the Eight Hundred Miles Hidden Corpse Ridge. Does my senior have anything to do with him?"
"Of course there is," Ying Gou replied with a smile: "The method to help the generals come back to life is for me to teach the descendants of the Corpse Clan. Without me, the generals would have been sealed for tens of thousands more years!"
Ye Ling's heart was shocked, but he didn't know how many lives had been destroyed by just a few simple words.
The formation continued to improve, and a heaven-destroying aura continued to rise, which scared the green roc and hid in the jade finger.
Ye Ling stabilized his figure and said again: "Senior is going out?"
Ying Gou laughed loudly: "A million years! I have been trapped here for a million years! Now I am finally escaping from this seal!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, the clouds were thick, the wind was biting, and the air was filled with ghosts crying, wolves howling, and the ghostly sounds of mandrills, which made people shudder.
Look at the large formation on the ground again. The formations are bright red and scary, forming a strange pattern. Thick blood energy is constantly flowing out. Countless black shadows are struggling in the formation, screaming and wailing.
Ying Gou stood in mid-air, wrapped in the power released by the formation. His whole body was filled with blood, and his shadow gradually solidified.
Ye Ling was shocked. To win Gou, he must not only break through the seal, but also use his strength to reshape the corpse!
However, Ye Lingzhong looked at the blood array on the ground again, and was suddenly startled. Thinking of the scene here, it was similar to the resurrection of zombies in Zangzhi Ridge. He couldn't help but be confused, where did Ying Gou get so much energy and blood? …
Thinking of this, Ye Ling suddenly raised his head, only to meet Ying Gou's vicious and sharp eyes. When their eyes met, Ye Ling felt a headache and quickly looked away.
Ying Gou shouted in a deep voice: "Boy Ye, your master is kind to me, so I won't kill you. I hope you don't give me a reason to kill you!"
Ye Ling was silent, but the wooden sword behind his back kept shaking and making a faint sound...
At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, Sun Hou'er opened one eye slightly, closed it again, and murmured to himself: "The tossing has finally begun, I hope I can catch a glimpse of this excitement."
