Liangcheng South Gate
In a pool outside the front door of the Ghost Gate Hall, there is a giant skull statue, which is dozens of feet tall. The statue has empty eyes, which is terrifying.
At this moment, Fei Yingming, the leader of the Ghost Sect, was standing on the top steps outside the hall in a bright red robe, looking forward to it. The elders on both sides were also in high spirits and dressed very festively.
It is hard to imagine that a sect leader who is nearly forty years old leads a white-haired elder in his sixties who is wearing a bright red robe, but his face is full of pride, and he does not feel anything wrong at all.
Fei Yingming pointed at the two people who entered the front door and said with a smile: "Come on, come on."
After saying that, he immediately stepped down the steps and went to meet him with brisk steps. The elders behind him also followed closely behind him, and they all walked down the stone steps outside the hall.
The two people who came to the ghost gate were none other than Zi Fu and Luo Yuan, who had traveled more than half a month from Wu Zheng Town.
The day before yesterday, Zifu came to Guimen alone and discussed with Fei Yingming about staying in Guimen for a while. Fei Yingming agreed without saying a word.
After all, five years ago, the old sword god brought Zifu to the ghost gate. Although they hadn't seen each other for five years, Fei Yingming still recognized Zifu at a glance.
The chief disciple of the old sword god, a big shot in the Northern Continent, was able to come and live in his ghost gate. It was a favor given to him by Fei Yingming, so there was no reason for him to refuse.
Luo Yuan couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, I see why they feel weird."
"It's okay. Master Fei is a hospitable person. He is dressed like this just to receive you and me." Zi Fu had been to the Ghost Sect last time and was quite familiar with Fei Yingming's behavior, so he didn't feel any surprise.
From a distance away, Fei Yingming cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The master disciple of the Sword God has come to my ghost gate in person. Yingming is extremely honored."
Zi Fu replied: "Master Fei is so polite. When I came to your sect with my master, I still remember Master Fei's hospitality."
"How dare you?" Fei Yingming turned his gaze to Luo Yuan and said, "Is this the Sword God's new disciple?"
Zi Fu put his hands on Luo Yuan's shoulders and introduced to Fei Yingming: "Luo Yuan, our master's close disciple."
Luo Yuan cupped his hands and saluted, "Master Fei Clan."
Fei Yingming grabbed his hands, looked at him carefully for a long time, nodded repeatedly, and said: "Young hero, his face is full of heroism."
Before Fei Yingming finished speaking, a group of elders behind him began to praise him, saying that famous teachers gave birth to great disciples, and he had achieved the pinnacle of swordsmanship. They were all compliments, which made the two of them feel uncomfortable.
Fei Yingming immediately said angrily: "Back off! If you just say something false, people will see it, so you should hurry up and perform your duties."
When the elders saw that the sect master was angry, they naturally did not dare to wait any longer and left one after another.
Fei Yingming held Zi Fu's arm with one hand and Luo Yuan's arm with the other. As he walked, he said, "When you come here, it's just like at home. Don't be restrained."
Soon, he led the two of them to a pavilion, where a clear spring slowly flowed into the pool on the slope of the bamboo forest.
The three of them looked at the green bamboos around them and the white lotuses blooming in the pond, listened to the sound of the spring water flowing, and slowly sipped the sweet and refreshing hot tea.
While chatting, Fei Yingming took out a painting from his sleeve. It was an old man in cloth, sitting on a chair, rubbing a peach stone bracelet in his hand.
The whole picture is vividly painted and full of charm, which shows that he put a lot of effort into this picture.
Fei Yingming looked at the old sword god in the painting and said with emotion: "When the old sword god came here, I ordered someone to carve this painting specially and take it out to look at from time to time to show my respect for the sword god. Admiration.”
After Zifu saw the picture in his hand, he immediately asked: "Master Fei, is the picture in your hand worth a lot of money?"
"The Sword God is unique in my heart and cannot be blasphemed." After seeing Zi Fu's greedy eyes, Fei Yingming hurriedly put the picture away.
Seeing this, Zifu went straight to the point and said: "Master Fei, please bear with me and give me the diagram. Origin stones, weapons, formation diagrams, whatever you want, just tell me. Whatever I have, I'm willing to take it." Come out in exchange for the picture in your hand."
"I'm sorry to obey, but the status of this picture in my heart is much higher than that of the ghost gate. I will not dedicate this picture to you no matter what." Fei Yingming said this, but Zifu didn't Aggressively use power to suppress others.
Luo Yuan sat on one side and said nothing.
In order to lighten the atmosphere, Fei Yingming picked up the tea cup and said with an awkward smile: "Come on, come on, drink tea, drink tea."
Although Zifu felt a little regretful for not being able to take back the picture in Fei Yingming's hand, he would not cause a whole hell of a fuss just for a picture.
His depressed mood quickly disappeared, and he chatted with Fei Yingming about the past, while Luo Yuan sat aside and listened carefully.
Inner Zhuliu Mountain Range
In a certain cave, Jia Juesheng and Gui Ji were sitting together. The two were chatting animatedly. Gui San sat alone in the distance and looked at the two of them, as if he was holding back a ball of fire in his heart.
Last time, he and Gui Ji heard the shouting and found Jia Juesheng being pinned to the ground. It was Gui Ji who used the spiritual source stone to set up a killing array and rescued him.
From then on, Jia Juesheng followed his sister and brother and refused to leave. He also talked with Gui Ji about his formation experience every day.
At first, Gui San didn't pay much attention to this matter, but not long after, he discovered that Gui Ji had handed over the spiritual source stone in his hand to Jia Juesheng.
You know, when he was in the mine, Jia Juesheng could easily point out the shortcomings of the killing formation. Once he was allowed to get the spiritual source stone, the consequences would be disastrous.
By then, even if he and Gui Ji join forces, they may not be able to restrict Jia Juesheng's actions. If he has evil intentions, no one can stop him.
Jia Juesheng pointed to the unfinished formation diagram and said: "My formation diagram requires at least two formation masters to arrange the source stones together in order to exert its maximum power."
Although Oni Ji's manipulation of formations is not as good as his, she can still understand part of the formation diagram in his hand, but only a small part of it.
"Is there really an array master who can arrange the formation diagram you drew?" Gui Ji stared at the intricate formation diagram and felt at a loss for the first time.
Jia Juesheng explained in detail: "This array pattern is ever-changing. It can become a killing array or a defensive array. It is both offensive and defensive and can resist any array in the world."
"However, the mystery of this formation is too profound. It will take me some time to complete its core part."
Gui Ji took out the formation book that Jia Juesheng had given her before, opened one of the pages, her pretty face flushed, and said embarrassedly: "Can you tell me how to arrange it?"
When Jia Juesheng heard this, he immediately put away the formation diagram, took the formation book from Gui Ji's hand, and said: "Simple and simple. Give me the spiritual source stone and I will teach you."
Gui Ji took out the spiritual source stone and was about to hand it to him when Gui San came over immediately, snatched the spiritual source stone from her hand, and then protected her behind him.
Jia Juesheng panicked in his heart. The scene of being kicked into the pool by Gui San is still in his mind and he dare not forget it.
Now, seeing the unkind look in his eyes, Jia Juesheng smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Jia Juesheng, should you go? You've been following us like this, do you think it's appropriate?" Gui San stared at him and said angrily.
There was no smile on Jia Juesheng's face. Before he could reply, Gui Ji pushed Gui San away unceremoniously, clasped his hands tightly together, and said deeply apologetically: "My brother is young and energetic, don't talk to him." General knowledge."
As soon as Gui Ji said this, Jia Juesheng felt a little embarrassed: "It's okay. My brother is wary of me. I understand this. In order not to disturb you, I think I'd better go by myself."
Upon hearing this, Gui Ji grabbed his hand without hesitation and said, "My brother has this temper. You don't need to take his words to heart. I have no intention of driving you away."
Jia Juesheng didn't look back or reply, he just stood there quietly.
Gui San said displeasedly: "Sister, how can you hold his hand? What ability does Jia Juesheng have that makes him worthy of you treating him like this?"
"He is not the kind of person you think. Don't use your thoughts to doubt him. He will not hurt us. On the contrary, he will protect us." Gui Ji spent some time with Jia Juesheng and found that he Her attainments in Dharma were extremely high, and she was not comparable to them now.
She couldn't keep him even if she wanted to, and her stupid brother actually wanted to drive him away, which made her extremely puzzled.
"It's okay for him to stay, but I have a request. Sister, you must hand over all the spiritual source stones in your hand to me for safekeeping, otherwise he has to leave." Gui San prevented Gui Ji from giving Jia Juesheng spiritual source stones again. In case he hid it secretly, lest he lose control in the future, he would have to ask her to hand over the spiritual source stone.
Gui Ji paused, then handed all the Spirit Source Stones to Gui San, and said: "I'll give you all the Spirit Source Stones. Jia Juesheng and I will leave now. You can feel at ease."
Guisan hurriedly grabbed her wrist and expressed his inner thoughts, saying: "Sister, it's not that I can't trust you, I can't trust him."
"You were also present at the mine last time. Jia Juesheng is too dangerous. You can't hand over the spiritual source stone to him. If he has evil intentions, the two of us will not be able to control him at all."
"Sister, if you think about it again, I don't believe that he would give it to you so easily if the formation book is such a precious thing. He must have his own ulterior motives."
Jia Juesheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "The formation book is originally meant for formation masters to learn. Once the formation master learns the formations in the formation book, a book has no value. How do you think it is?" Is it still important?”
Gui Ji was dull for a while, feeling that both of their words made sense, and it was difficult to make a choice for a while.
"Sister, maybe I'm wrong." Gui San handed her the Spirit Source Stone in his hand, hoping to let her know that she could rest easy only if she held the Spirit Source Stone in her own hand.
Unexpectedly, Gui Ji handed all the Spirit Source Stones to Jia Juesheng with her backhand, turned to look at Gui San, and said: "I gave him all the Spirit Source Stones, and I want to see if what you just said will come true. "
Jia Juesheng was not polite, took all the spiritual source stones in her hand, and said seriously: "Don't worry! As long as I am here, no one will dare to hurt you."
Gui San originally thought about saying a few more words, but after seeing the Spirit Source Stone being put away by him, he lay on the ground without saying a word. There was no point in trying to say it. Anyway, the Spirit Source Stone was in his hand, and he wanted to do it. Nothing can stop it.
