"It doesn't matter if our strength increases, as long as we stay in this damn place for one day, we will be like mice for one day, and we won't be able to see the light of day at all!
Lord Tianzun, although there are more people now, I don’t know.”
Sikong Ying knew clearly that the appearance of a fusion monk in the family would only make the clan members slightly better off, but it would not change the overall situation at all.
"It makes no difference to me whether it is more than a thousand people or more than 300,000 people.
However, it’s up to you to persuade them whether they want to believe it or not. "
Luo Hong recognized the fighting spirit of the Sikong family monks, but there were some problems with the direction of their efforts.
In the underworld, it is impossible for them to fight against ghosts. If they want to change their destiny, they have to find a way to escape from this world!
"Of course, this junior will definitely explain the interests to them!"
Sikong Ying immediately said with great joy.
As soon as he finished speaking, a mortal man ran up not far away and greeted these working people loudly:
"Come on, hurry up, the party is about to start!"
"Okay, come on!"
“I’ve been here for so long, and finally I can have a big meal!”
"Let's eat! Let's eat!"
"Lord Tianzun, the ceremony to celebrate the senior's successful breakthrough in fusion should have begun."
Glancing at the crowd of mortals leaving quickly, Sikong Ying quickly realized what had happened.
"That's just right. There's no better time than this ceremony."
As soon as his consciousness moved, Luo Hong sensed the place where a large number of high-level monks gathered.
The next moment, a ball of silver light emitted from his body.
The silver light enveloped him and Sikong Ying, and then immediately retracted and disappeared.
When the two of them reappeared, they had arrived in a large cave that was colorfully decorated with aqua blue spiritual butterflies flying everywhere.
"Eh? Sikong Ying?!
Didn’t you disappear three hundred years ago? Still alive! "
As soon as Luo Hong dispelled the illusion, before he took two steps, a tall man with red horns stared at Sikong Ying in disbelief.
"Brother Mang! We haven't seen you for many years, and you have also made a breakthrough in refining the void!"
Sikong Ying was obviously very familiar with this red-horned man. He recognized him at a glance and exchanged greetings.
"Haha, I can't compare to you!
Where have you been for the past three hundred years? And this fellow Taoist is"
As he spoke, Sikong Mang looked Luo Hong up and down. Then he was startled and quickly pointed at Sikong Ying and said:
"Could you be with him?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Sikong Ying knew that the other party was a fool, so he immediately stopped him before he said something incomprehensible, and then explained:
"I have been trapped in one place for the past three hundred years. I was lucky enough to get out recently with the help of this senior. I have found all the way here and haven't rested for a moment!"
"Ah! It's the senior fusion in front of you, this junior is so rude!"
Hearing Sikong Ying call Luo Hong senior, Sikong Mang immediately bowed awkwardly.
Luo Hong just nodded when he saw this, not intending to speak, but suddenly his consciousness moved and he sensed something, and he couldn't help but ask:
"How many combined monks are here to attend the ceremony this time?"
"Not counting the seniors, there are only three of them. Two of them are the heads of our Sikong family, and the other one is a senior with a different surname."
Sikong Mang simply replied that he hadn't figured out Luo Hong's origin yet, so he didn't dare to say much at the moment.
"Haha, that would be interesting."
When Luo Hong heard this, he chuckled, wondering if he had discovered something interesting.
Sikong Ying on the side heard the implication of Sikong Mang's words, and immediately frowned and said:
"What do you mean by not being considered a senior! I brought Senior Luo here, so why can't he still participate in the ceremony?!"
"Shadow girl, the ceremony is about to begin, and we don't have time to find out the origin of this senior, so..."
Of course Sikong Mang believed in Sikong Ying, but that was the rule. Today was a major event for the Sikong family, and he couldn't afford it if something went wrong!
"So what's your surname? There's already one, isn't there?"
Sikong Ying was immediately extremely dissatisfied.
"Senior Chen is different. The Yang Family Master's successful breakthrough this time was mostly due to the elixir he provided.
Therefore, if no one is missing from this ceremony, he cannot be missing! "
Sikong Mang immediately said seriously.
Obviously, he respects that senior Chen very much!
"You idiot!"
Sikong Ying was worried. She didn't want to offend Luo Hong, but she didn't know how to convince this stubborn guy!
But at this moment, a voice came from the direction of the banquet:
"Huh? There is actually a fellow Taoist in Daqian. It's really a surprise!
Fellow Taoists, it is not easy for us to practice cultivation. Since this fellow Taoist intends to attend the ceremony, please prepare another seat. "
"This is Senior Chen."
Seeing Si Kong Ying in a daze, Si Kong Mang quickly reminded her in a low voice.
However, he did not know that what surprised Sikong Ying was not this, but that she actually sensed the aura of the ghost-eating monk in the combined realm from Luo Hong.
Sikong Ying knew very well that with her spiritual consciousness, she would not be able to sense Luo Hong's aura under normal circumstances.
In other words, Luo Hong was emitting this aura deliberately, and the purpose was obvious.
But Sikong Ying was still puzzled. After all, it was impossible for the other party to be interested in the ceremony in front of him.
"Lord Tianzun, what are you doing?"
"Don't bother with sound transmission, just watch the show quietly."
After sending out a spiritual thought, Luo Hong cupped his hands in the direction of the banquet and said:
"I'm Luo Hong. I'm a monk from Wu Zang Mountain. Don't be surprised if you come here uninvited."
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, it's not easy for you and me to achieve this level of cultivation. Come, prepare a banquet for fellow Taoist Luo!"
During the banquet, a man in wooden armor sitting at one of the two first seats stood up and returned the greeting to Luo Hong.
"Yes, you are a guest from afar, so I would like to invite Fellow Daoist Luo to take a seat."
The old man with white beard beside him also invited.
"Then Luo is causing trouble."
After saying that, Luo Hong took a step forward, shrinking down to an inch, and came to the desks on the right side of the two first seats.
Of course Sikong Ying was taken with him.
"Eh? Aren't you the shadow of Molian City? I remember you."
Sikong Yang had just focused his attention on Luo Hong, the fused cultivator who suddenly appeared, but only now did he realize that the female cultivator next to him looked very familiar.
"Thanks to Yang Lao's refining of medicine four hundred years ago, this junior is still alive today.
The reason why the junior disappeared back then was because of "
Before Sikong Ying was exiled to Xiaoyun Realm, she asked Sikong Yang for medicine once. She took the initiative to speak out about it now to prove her identity.
Afterwards, she recounted the story of being trapped and being rescued by Luo Hong, which slightly dispelled the doubts of the two family heads.
"I see. Since Fellow Daoist Luo has helped the monks of my Sikong family, it's easy to ask for medicine!"
Sikong Yang subconsciously thought that Luo Hong came here today just to obtain the high-level Yang-Returning Pill, so he agreed immediately.
"It's not urgent. I wonder when the ceremony will start?"
Luo Hong was neither happy nor surprised when he heard this, and just asked lightly.
"One more stick of incense will mark the auspicious time. Do you want to leave the table for a while, Fellow Daoist Luo?"
The man with tree bark all over his body replied in surprise.
"No, Luo just asked. It seems that everyone is here."
After learning the time, Luo Hong immediately knew the time. Then he looked at the monk surnamed Chen sitting opposite him, smiled and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no trace of backlash on his body. I wonder if there is any secret?"
"Haha, of course there is no secret. Chen just got lucky and found a valley full of Yang-type elixirs!"
The monk surnamed Chen said with a proud expression.
