The other side of the island.
After feeling the powerful aura sweeping from the distance, Hei Xuan, who was sitting in the main seat of the Ghost Palace, said with a somewhat ugly face: "Wang Hao, does this guy want to give me a blow?"
"Wang Hao is really arrogant. He dared to confront us just after we broke through. If I had known this, I should have slapped him to death in the classroom!" At the end of the main hall, there was a man who looked a bit rough. , said muffledly.
This rugged man is called Hei Jun, a well-known ghost master in the 1980s. He was the leader of Wang Hao's generation. However, in recent years, because Hei Jun's strength has reached the mid-three-star level, he has stayed in the ghost palace. He is known as Nine Ghost Hall.
"It's too late to say this now. Who would have thought that in just twenty years, Wang Hao, who was still a young boy at that time, would grow up enough to threaten us?" Hei Xuan sighed: "And besides Wang Hao Apart from Hao, there are Shen Changan from the Hua Kingdom, Wade from the Jian Kingdom, Diana from the Rakshasa Kingdom... Ghost master students from many countries have gradually grown up after escaping from our hands, so much so that they have broken the real To the extent that it threatens us, this has to be said to be a mistake in our work.”
"Hei Xuan, do you finally understand that you were wrong?" At this time, the man in white with red eyes, who had been silent and had been sitting in the shadows on Hei Xuan's right hand, suddenly said: "If we adopt gentle methods at the beginning If we teach students to practice cultivation, I believe we can easily cooperate with other countries, especially by introducing source energy, providing technology, etc., and the whole world will actively cooperate with us."
"That way, we will avoid a lot of troubles, and we won't have the current problem of them being extremely hostile to us. Judging from the current situation, your tough approach is undoubtedly short-sighted, stupid, and wrong. .”
"Stop your self-righteous look, Bai Yun. Wang's decision-making is the mainstream in the ghost world. What kind of talents do you think can be cultivated by using gentle methods? History has told us that gentle methods cannot cultivate excellence. Talented people. How did Wang Hao stand out? Look at those cultivators trained in the greenhouse who are strong on the outside but smart on the inside. They seem to be very strong, but when faced with a life-or-death crisis, they immediately become idiots whose brains shut down." Hei Xuan shouted solemnly.
"Perhaps your method can cultivate more and stronger strong men, but don't forget that this kind of inhumane method is destined to fail to win over people's hearts. Even if you cultivate strong men, they will not be used by you in the future, and may even be used by you. Create the kind of murderous demon king who only knows killing and destruction!" Bai Yun frowned.
"This is the king's decision. I just implemented it as required. Did I do anything wrong? And it is undeniable that the core ideas of the Gang sect are the mainstream of the ghost world. Do you think you are smarter than everyone else?" Hei Xuan sneered.
"I don't think I'm smarter, but I've experienced similar things before, and I don't want to cause so many tragedies with my own hands." Bai Yun shrugged and said: "Anyway, the Ghost Palace is your hall now, what do you think? That's right, I'm too lazy to argue or get involved, but just don't stop me from doing my job."
"Bai Yun, let me advise you, the spirit belongs to the king. If you dare to get there first, the king will never let you go!" Hei Xuan said with a dark face.
"Huh? Does Black Saint still want to kill me, a high-level ghost master? Does he have the courage?" Bai Yun sneered: "Hei Xuan, Black Saint is your master, you can lick it if you want, but don't Call me. If the worst happens, I will leave this world and find another job!"
"The spirit of the world is an ownerless thing. Anyone can be its master. Black Saint can do it, and so can I." At this point, Bai Yun said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Hei Xuan, I advise you not to Come and get in my way, otherwise you may not be able to cope with the anger of two late three-star powerhouses."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yun's body turned into a ball of red energy and disappeared without a trace. Hei Xuan, the trembling palace master, and the ten other ghost palaces were left alone in the palace, looking at each other in confusion.
For the ten ghost temples, they have become accustomed to such quarrels between the top leaders of the hard and soft factions. Generally speaking, they will not participate in such situations because these two people represent their respective factions behind the scenes. .
"Bastard!" At this time, Hei Xuan, who was furious, said angrily: "How dare Bai Yun, a villain, be so arrogant. When the king recovers, the first thing I will do is send this beast back to the ghost world!"
Seeing the hall master Hei Xuan roaring from the main seat, the ten ghost halls below were already used to it.
Ever since the Black Saint, the king of the Gang sect, was sealed under the Pacific Ocean, Bai Yun has been uncontrollable. As Bai Yun said, he is a high-level ghost master of the Rou sect, even if the Black Saint Even if he comes in person, the best he can do is to drive him back to the ghost world. If he does something evil, the law enforcers in the ghost world will not let the Black Saint go.
"Boss, calm down, the king will recover soon, and all problems will be solved by then. The most important thing now is not to delay the quota of submissions. Without the big source of China, we will not have enough quota!" At this time, Heirin from the Ghost Palace and the Five Kings Palace couldn't help but say.
"Lao Wu is right. If there are not enough places and the higher-ups blame us, we may have to be transferred. Wang Yebai has been waiting in the bottomless sea for decades." Heisha from the Third Network Palace. Echoed: "What should we do? Do we want to put pressure on China?"
"Fuck me, this bastard Bai Yun is targeting me everywhere. It was fine before, but now Wang Hao has broken through. Do you think I can handle two late-three-star powerhouses?" Hei Xuan said with a gloomy face: "Again Just bear with it for a year or two, and when the king comes out, let Bai Yun pack up and leave immediately. By then, Wang Hao won't have to worry about it, and it won't be too late to settle old scores and new grudges!"
"I understand, but what should we do now? We are short of many places." Hei Jun asked.
"We can only increase our efforts in other countries first. I believe that other than China, no other country will have the guts to break up with us. So as long as the quota of young people from China is recruited from other countries, things will be done." It can be solved." Hei Xuanfeng said lightly, as if in his eyes, tens of thousands of lives were just a number.
"I understand." Many ghost palaces nodded in unison.
"The issue of quotas is easy to solve. The most important thing before us now is not the quota, but the spirit of the world." Hei Xuan said in a deep voice: "There is news that the life spirit of this world is somewhere in the ancient battlefield. Sleeping."
"Recently, I have discovered that the space fluctuations over the Pacific Ocean are becoming more and more violent. If nothing else, another ancient battlefield is about to break the seal. And this time is based on my experience..."
"Within half a month, a new ancient battlefield will appear!"
