Chapter 106: Poisonous plan to take over the house

"Under the Medical Saint." The ghost shadow suddenly stopped and stood in front of him, turning into a thin phantom. It seemed that it still retained some of the appearance he had when he was alive, with a small beard on his jaw. "Are you really a medical Saint?" Lu Tao nodded: "I am indeed a medical Saint, and the boy's name is Lu Tao." His humble attitude made the ghost cultivator gradually believe him. The ghost cultivator's eyes turned sharply: "Wait here." He turned around and disappeared into the underworld forest.

"Lu Tao, under the Medical Saint's Sect." Shewushan was a little surprised when she heard the coming from below: "I have no contact with the Medical Saint. What did he suddenly run over to do? I didn't see him, and drove him away." Someone came out to stop him: "Master, no!" "Hmm? What's wrong!" Shewushan was dissatisfied. His ghost body was curled up on a huge seat, which was made of the bones of a giant lizard. The giant lizard was six feet long and very rare. Its bones emitted a kind of gift from its bones.

Ghosts smell very comfortable, so this giant lizard is very famous among ghost cultivators and is very difficult. Such a huge giant lizard bone chair is really priceless for ghost cultivators. The last time I was injured by an immortal on Jade Peak, the injury of Sho Wushan was not healed, sometimes getting better and sometimes getting worse; the fairy energy caused damage, Sho Wushan could not treat it himself for a while, so he could only sit on this chair every day. The smell of the huge bones could make him feel more comfortable.

Seeing that the Immortal Sword was gone, he was seriously injured. The Gate of the Immortals could not be lost for a moment. Without himself, the people below were afraid that they could not even cross the endless mountains, let alone find the Gate of the Immortals. He has been in a bad mood these days, so when he heard that the Doctor Saint came down to ask for a visit, he immediately wanted to drive them away. But his disciples stopped him: "King, the Doctor Saint's Medical Arts are so mysterious, so you can't cure your injuries!" She Wushan was a little moved, but he has always been competitive and asked him to treat his injuries to the Doctor Saint, which is absolutely impossible. "Not to cure." He vetoed: "I never ask for anyone in Shooting Wushan, how can I do this for

He lowered his head to Jian Xinhan as soon as he got a small injury, hum!" She Wushan was stubborn and everyone knew him, so they persuaded him one after another. A ghost cultivator said, "Master, this time the matter is not that simple. Since the Medical Saint sent his disciples to come, he must have wanted to make friends with us. I heard that Jian Xinhan repeatedly restrained his disciples and ordered them not to conflict with the people in our Nether Soul Forest. It seems that he has always admired the King. This time he took the initiative to show kindness, and he must have something to ask for. The King might as well see him first." Seeing that he was right, She Wushan was a little moved, and asked the King to see the disciples of the Medical Saint first. She Wushan was also moved and waved his hand: "Let him come in."

However, Lu Tao has been waiting outside the Soul Forest, gradually becoming impatient. He was always curious about this ghost saint who had never met. Such a rumored reckless person could make Jian Xinhan, who thought he was smart. In addition to his nature, there were other reasons. Just as he was thinking about it, a ghost shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. It was the ghost cult who had just left. Lu Tao quickly clasped his fists: "Senior." The ghost cult smiled and said, "You kid are very good at being a human being, and call you senior when you meet everyone." Lu Tao smiled, and the ghost cult said, "Come on, the king let you in." The ghost cult was floating in front and entered the Soul Forest. Lu Tao was overjoyed and hurriedly followed in.

As soon as you enter the Nether Soul Forest, it is completely different from what you see outside. Because of the formation arrangement, you can hardly see any tree stumps inside. You can only see gray pillars supporting the gray-green sky above the Nether Soul Forest. Under the sky, blurred phantoms float around. Some of the phantoms are clear, some are blurry, some are tall, some are short, and the cultivation level is clear at a glance. Only when Lu Tao saw that the ghost cultivator in front was in the Nether Soul Forest, there was almost no difference between him and outside. He was shocked in secret.

: This person's status in the Nether Soul Forest is probably not low, but fortunately he didn't offend him just now. The ghost cultivator floated in front of him. Before Lu Tao followed him to a grand palace, the palace seemed to be made of smoke and was floating in the Nether Soul Forest. Even if the palace walls sometimes swayed like cigarettes blown by the wind! Lu Tao could not understand everything here at all. He was trembling and did not dare to take a wrong step, for fear that if he followed one step slower, he would not find the leading ghost cultivator in front. In such a strange Nether Soul Forest, there was only one way to die.

Soon, when we arrived at the door of the palace, we stepped on the long steps. There were two giant dragons carved together, but the dragon was only bones left. Gui Xiu said without looking back: "This is the king's bedroom. You must be careful and don't talk nonsense. The king is in a bad mood recently. If you annoy him, even if you are a disciple of a god, kill the ghosts!" Lu Tao shivered and nodded quickly: "I understand." He lowered his head and did not dare to mess around.

Look, he followed the ghost cultivator tightly. Soon, when he arrived at the gate of a main hall, Lu Tao looked up and saw three words written on the main hall: The Soul Hall. This is the place where the ghost saint usually calls the ghost cultivator to discuss important matters. It is hundreds of feet long and dozens of feet high, and it is very large. In the hall, the ghost saint's throne is high above, inlaid with gold and silver, and is dotted with countless rare treasures. The dazzling throne may be the only glorious place in this gloomy and terrifying soul forest.

There were two rows of twelve huge pillars embraced by three people on both sides of the hall. In the center of the two rows of pillars was a six-meter-wide black open road that reached the steps below the throne. The distance between the two sides of the open road and the pillars was where the ministers of the Nether Soul Forest stood. At this moment, the entire hall was empty, and there was no Wushan on the throne. The ghost cultivator who led the way said, "You wait here, I'll report to the king." Lu Tao quickly knelt down and waited. The ghost cultivator ignored him and floated out through a side door next to the throne.

Gui Cultivation entered the harem and stood outside to report: "King, that disciple under the Medical Saint, I have led him to the Soul Hall." She Wushan agreed casually, "Okay, I understand." Everyone was a little surprised to see She Wushan not even move her butt on the giant lizard bone seat, and asked together: "King, are you missing?" "No hurry." She Wushan ordered slowly: "Get my soul-absorbing cigarette, I want to take a few puffs." She Wushan just wanted to give this Medical Saint a warning to the disciple. Even if the Medical Saint really wanted to treat his injuries in the future, it would be that the Medical Saint's disciple who had to come to me to the Sho Wushan. It was not me, She Wushan, to ask you the Medical Saint. Everyone also probably felt the thought of She Wushan. Anyway, it was not a big deal to make a junior wait, so everyone would accompany She Wushan to enjoy the fun.

The ghost cultivators do not have as much entertainment as ordinary monks. They drink tea and satisfy their desire for their stomachs. Their only entertainment is smoking. This ecstasy smoke is a specialty in the Soul Forest. It is extremely rare and naturally becomes a "tribute" of Sho Wushan. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to absorb it. Therefore, every time Sho Wushan enjoys it, the people who accompany him can enjoy it. After he ordered, he immediately brought up a shiny copper stove. There were three slender incense trees inserted into the stove. The incense turned pink, which was very strange. Sho Wushan's fingers flicked, and three ghost fires fell on the incense head. The incense was ignited. Soon the room was filled with a strange smell. Sho Wushan took a deep breath and felt comfortable and shivered.

Lu Tao waited for half an hour before Shewushan came out. He was really unwilling to leave the seat of the giant lizard bone. "Haha, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Facing the younger generation, Shewushan had to show the appearance of a sect master, so he was still very polite. Lu Tao's legs were numb when he saw Shewushan coming out, and he hurriedly bowed: "Welcome to senior!" Shewushan sat lightly on the chair, his face as usual, and he could not see the injury at all. "Are you a disciple of Jianxin?" Shewushan asked. Lu Tao replied respectfully: "You are a master."

The youngest disciple." She Wushan looked at him: "The youngest disciple can actually send you here. Obviously you are also the most valued disciple. It is really common for the future waves to push the old waves. The future cultivation world will be the world of you." She Wushan's behavior at this moment was not as arrogant as usual, but it was like a disciple who had obtained a master and his fellow Taoist conversation. Lu Tao had an illusion in his heart: the rumors about this ghost saint he had heard in the past were all wrong. This guy was simply a scheming vixen, who said he was arrogant?

"Jian Xinhan sent you here, what's the matter?" She Wushan asked lightly, Lu Tao said, "Master sent me to report to senior, Master wants to visit senior in three days." She Wushan laughed: "I have no friendship with your master, so there is no visit. Tell me, what's wrong with your master?" Lu Tao didn't intend to hide it, and said in a slight manner: "My master heard that senior was injured in a battle with the old man Hu Yi, and has not healed yet, so I want to not treat my senior." She Wushan Leng said in detail: "My master heard that senior was injured in the battle with the old man Hu Yi, and has not healed yet, so I want to not treat the senior." She Wushan Leng

Cold smile: "How could the cold-blooded forces in Jianxin be so enthusiastic?" Lu Tao continued: "Of course, this comes with a price." "Say." "This, Master, you have to talk to you. But according to what the master told me, the master wants to cooperate with you and snatch the fairy sword." She Wushan's expression moved: "He also wants the fairy sword?" "Who doesn't want it?" "But there is only one fairy sword!" Lu Tao wanted to say something but stopped: "Senior, is it safe to speak here?" She Wushan doesn't like to stutter: "Just say it!"
Chapter completed!