Han Sheng of Xianxia Sect introduced core disciples of other sects to Shu Yuehen.
Shu Yuehen finished greeting everyone and said some polite words.
Eight people sat down around a round table. There were fruits and preserves on the table, but no one ate them.
Han Sheng stood up and said with a smile: "You are all elite disciples of a well-known and authentic sect. Do you have any opinions on this operation? Just ask."
Wu Yangwei from the Demon Suppressing Mansion looked at Mu Hanyun and said, "One person from each of the other sects came, why did two people come from the Xuantian Sword Sect? You must know that this trip is extremely dangerous, and this is not just for fun."
Mu Hanyun smiled and continued: "I also think eight people are a bit too much. For example, this guy from the Demon Suppressing Mansion, I think he is a bit redundant."
Wu Yangwei slapped the table and was about to stand up, but Li Shan, the Qingjing Sect sitting next to him, pulled his arm and forced him to sit down.
Li Shan and Wu Yangwei were good friends. He asked with a smile: "My friend is too straightforward, but I also have this doubt. I remember that Brother Han posted six posts, and each post only invited one person. I wonder why Shu Xianzi Bring one more person.”
Shu Yuehen actually wanted to attend the party alone, but Mu Hanyun saw her holding the black umbrella and insisted on following her.
This is the base camp of Jinding Temple. If Ye Xuan, a ghost king, is discovered here, he may be physically saved at any time. Shu Yuehen has to carry a black umbrella with Ye Xuan attached to him.
Now that I have brought Ye Xuan with me, I might as well bring another junior brother with me.
Shu Yuehen had already thought of the reason: "My junior brother has one advantage. He is very lucky. Bringing him along can ensure that our trip goes smoothly."
As soon as these words came out, the other six people looked at Mu Hanyun curiously.
Li Shan of the Qingjing Sect and Han Sheng of the Xianxia Sect are both good at divination and fortune-telling, and they want to see if Mu Hanyun really brings good luck.
Mu Hanyun never felt that he was very lucky, but he was still very happy when his senior sister said this.
He saw both of them casting spells and reciting mantras to him, and various spiritual lights kept flashing, which made Mu Hanyun a little worried. What if these two people find out that he is not very lucky and have to drive him away.
Li Shan first looked at his luck and found that Mu Hanyun's fortune was extremely ordinary. I started divination again, but found that the divination result was wrong, so I repeated it several times.
He was surprised to find that according to his divination results, Mu Hanyun should have died long ago, but now he was sitting upright in front of him.
He looked at Han Sheng. Han Sheng changed several spells, and finally took out his signature magic weapon, a small white abacus, and made a few calculations. Finally, his features relaxed.
Li Shan asked: "I'm not good at studying, so I can't predict Brother Mu's fortune no matter what. Brother Han, what did you predict?"
Han Sheng said with a smile: "The divination predicts that our trip will go very smoothly. As for the fortune of Junior Brother Xuantian Sword Sect Mu, I really can't calculate it because I have little talent and knowledge."
Mu Hanyun was a little confused after hearing this. What did he mean by not being able to figure it out?
He looked at his senior sister and saw that she was thoughtful, as if she was not surprised.
There was silence in the Mingyue Tower. Wu Weiyang of the Demon Suppressing Mansion looked at Mu Hanyun seriously, trying to find out what was weird about this kid who actually caused his friend's divination to fail.
Shuiyue'an Gu Qingyu secretly looked at Mu Hanyun, happened to catch Mu Hanyun's gaze, and quickly looked away.
Piaomiao Gong Hua Fenglai sat upright, as if she was not interested in this matter.
Monk Guanyun of Jinding Temple looked at the black umbrella in Shu Yuehen's hand and asked, "The poor monk wants to ask Fairy Shu, is there any evil ghost attached to this black umbrella?"
Shu Yuehen replied: "Yes, my friend lives in this umbrella."
This black umbrella was made of ordinary material and color. It looked strange when Shu Yuehen, who was dressed in white, held it in his hand.
Everyone present had keen senses, and they had long noticed that the black umbrella was very dark, like something possessed by a demon, but no one mentioned it. Only Monk Guanyue couldn't bear it any longer and was the first to ask questions.
Everyone here is well-informed, and they have never heard of such a thing as being friends with a ghost.
In fact, monks from major sects rarely see ghosts.
The God of Hades made a rule that the souls of the dead in the world of immortality must go to the underworld immediately without delay.
The female cultivators of Youhuan Sect have always been mysterious and rarely appear in front of others.
If it hadn't been for the changes in the underworld and the gate of hell opening in Haizhou, none of the monks here would have had the chance to see the ghost.
The monks in Jinding Temple dealt with this ghost disaster and encountered a powerful ghost they had never seen before, but they suffered a lot.
In their view, evil ghosts are cunning and fickle and cannot be trusted.
Some monks of Jinding Temple were harmed by evil spirits and became their slaves after their death. They followed the orders of evil spirits, which caused the monks of Jinding Temple to suffer a lot.
Monk Guanyue couldn't help but said: "Fairy Shu, Li Gui can't be trusted, how can you be friends with Li Gui!"
Shu Yuehen explained seriously: "He is my friend Ye Xuan. He is now the ghost king in Jinmu Town. He has never harmed anyone. Jinding Temple should know."
Monk Guanyue remembered: "He is the ghost king who tried to establish a small underworld in Jinmu Town? Although he has not harmed anyone, the consequences of his actions are more serious. Fairy Shu, Jinding Temple invited you to get rid of the ghost king. , instead of being friends with him.”
Shu Yuehen said coldly: "Whether to get rid of the Ghost King or to be friends with the Ghost King is my own business and I don't need to explain it to you Jinding Temple."
Monk Guanyue felt angry, his whole body glowed with golden light, and a huge Arhat image appeared behind him.
Stimulated by the golden light, Ye Xuan fell out of the black umbrella and was forced to show up.
Shu Yuehen didn't say much, and the Baiyun Sword flew out of the sword pouch and fell into her hand.
She held the sword in her hand and without hesitation, she immediately swung a white sword energy towards Monk Guanyue.
The sword cultivator's attack was sharp, but Monk Guanyue did not dare to lift it up, so he summoned a golden bell to block the sword light.
Li Shan reached out to stop Monk Guanyue, while Han Sheng reached out to stop Shu Yuehen.
The two of them had no intention of fighting and stopped at the same time.
Shu Yuehen said to Monk Guanyue: "He is my friend. If you attack him, you are attacking me. If you do anything without permission, I won't be polite."
Monk Guanyue bowed and apologized: "It was a poor monk who was rude. He should not have taken action against fellow Taoists who were assisting Jinding Temple!"
Apparently, Monk Guanyue was still unconvinced.
However, Han Sheng saw the soul-protecting jade pendant on Ye Xuan's chest, recognized the treasure he had given away, and said with a smile: "Guanyue, you are reckless, I know this ghost king. He was Lin Jingyong from Qianzhou during his lifetime. Fairy Shu once carried his ice coffin to the Yuntai Sect to seek justice from Hu Yunyang, a monk at the Nascent Soul stage. He was friends with Fairy Shu at that time. I have experienced this personally, and there is no lie."
"Now this ghost king has not harmed anyone. He wants to establish a small underworld just to find a place for the dead souls. After Fairy Shu went to Jinmu Town, the small underworld was not built. It can be seen that Shu Yuezi persuaded this Ghost King. Guanyue, you are so impulsive, which goes against the compassionate way of your temple."
(End of chapter)
