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If we say that this trip to Liubo Mountain has the greatest losses, the Ghost King Sect is the Ghost King Sect.

The Ghost King and Qinglong worked hard to summon people from the Demon Sect to gather Liuboshan. They worked hard and worked hard. Only when the Kui Niu was born, but in full view of the public, the Kui Niu disappeared.

It is said that the Ghost King vomited three liters of blood on the spot after witnessing the disappearance of the Kui Niu.

Afterwards, the Ghost King Sect and his group hurriedly evacuated Liubo Mountain and were surrounded and blocked by the righteous path led by Qingyun Sect. There were countless casualties, and they almost became a laughing stock.

As for Ye Fan, the culprit of all this, he had no sense at all. Instead, he accompanied Bi Yao to visit near Changhe City for several days before finally returning to Qingyun Mountain with Tian Buyi and others.

See the sky again.

When Ye Fan saw Qingyun Mountain again, it had been several months since he went down the mountain with Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu last time.

The towering mountain peak that reached the clouds, with a vague fairy spirit and solemn and sacred Yuqing Hall seemed to have never changed. The Taoxuan Zhenren in the Gaozu Hall still gave Ye Fan a mysterious and bottomless feeling.

At this moment, Ye Fan was sure that even if Daoxuan did not enter the legendary "Taiqing Realm", he was not far away.

"Meet the head,"

The group came to the hall, and Tian Buyi and Cang Song reported to Daoxuan Zhenren about the trip to Liubo Mountain. As for Ye Fan and others, they had to stand quietly in the hall and wait for inquiries.

Ye Fan discovered that just when Tian Buyi mentioned that the Ghost King Sect used "Scrawling Dragon Que" to attempt to capture Kui Niu, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Daoxuan Zhenren, and then he returned to peace.

After everything was reported, Daoxuan Zhenren first looked at Xiao Yicai and Ye Fan a few times, then looked at Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu and others, and showed warm smiles on his face: "You have gained a lot during this trip to Liubo Mountain. Let's go back to each peak first."

As he said that, he turned to look at Tian Buyi and Taoist Cangsong: "I have worked hard this time. I didn't expect that the Demon Sect, which has been silent for a hundred years, will cause another storm. I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster."

"Report to the senior brother of the leader," Taoist Cangsong suddenly spoke.

"Junior Brother Cang Song, what's the matter?"

"This time, Liubo Mountain and his delegation are in a state of rise again. We should take precautions early. It is better to invite Tianyin Temple and the two factions of Fenxiang Valley to come to me to discuss how to deal with the Demon Sect." Taoist Cangsong suggested, and a trace of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

"What Junior Brother Cangsong said is very true."

After hearing the proposal of Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Master Daoxuan couldn't help but nodded, "No matter how, I'll bother my junior brother to invite several masters from Tianyin Temple and Brother Yun from Burning Xiang Valley to come to my Qingyun to discuss major events."

"yes."

Taoist Cangsong turned around and showed a strange smile.

It seems that the hatred that has been suppressed for nearly a hundred years is about to be released.

...

In a secluded mansion in Heyang City, the Ghost King and the Green Dragon walked slowly in. Someone respectfully introduced them along the way and walked straight inward.

This house is naturally the stronghold of Wandu Sect in Heyang City. That is, today, the leader of Wandu Sect and the oldest Poison God among the four major sects of the Demon Sect came here.

A hundred years ago, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Dao fought in Qingyun Mountain, and they killed the sky and the earth, but in the end the Demon Sect was still defeated.

After that, the Demon Cult was greatly damaged. Three of the four major sects changed their sect leader, among which the Ghost King took over as the sect leader of the Ghost King Sect at that time.

But among the sects, only the old monster Poison God of Wandu Sect survived. However, over the years, it has turned against the arrogant style of the past. Even in the Demon Sect, Wandu Sect unexpectedly kept a low profile, and ordinary disciples could not see this old monster at will.

As I walked along the way, I walked through the courtyard and entered the inner hall. There was a quiet and silent surroundings, and there was no sign of a person. The place where this powerful person lived was unexpectedly deserted.

Soon, the two saw eight men in yellow-brown clothes standing at the door of a seemingly ordinary bungalow in front of them, and the people leading the way also took them to the house. It seemed that the Poison God should be in this house.

When they got closer, the eight men bent down to salute the Ghost King. It was obvious that the Ghost King, as the leader of one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect, had a very high status in the Demon Sect. However, the Ghost King did not look arrogant. He nodded slightly to everyone, smiled casually, and walked in with Qinglong.

In this room, there are windows on both sides, and light shines in. The room is very bright, without the feeling of the legend of the people in the Demon Cult who have been staying in the dark.

As for the decoration, it is even more simple. There is only a table and several chairs in the middle of the huge room. There is also a lounge chair next to the table. An old man with white hair as white as snow was lying on it with his eyes closed. Next to him was a young man in his early twenties fiddling with the tea set on the table. The aroma of tea came from time to time.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a peaceful resting picture of grandparents and grandchildren, where is there a trace of evil spirit!

The Ghost King smiled slightly and walked over. The old man opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps, looked at the Ghost King, and a smile appeared on his face, and said with a smile: "Are you here?"

The Ghost King smiled and said, "Senior, I've been together for a long time since I left the temple. How about I feel in good health?"

This old man is naturally the poisonous god who is notorious all over the world. At that moment, he seemed to smile bitterly and said, "I'm old and useless."

As he said that, he seemed unwilling to mention this topic again, and said in a different way: "Brother Ghost King, now you are already the leader of the Ghost King Sect, and you have the same identity as me. If you don't dislike me, just call me brother. Don't call me a senior again, I can't afford it."

The Ghost King laughed and looked relaxed. He sat down on the other side of the table and said to the poisonous god: "Senior, what you said is wrong. Who doesn't know that you are respectful? This time, we still expect you to take charge of the overall situation!"

The Poison God looked as if he was stunned, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, no."

The Ghost King was just waiting to say something, but the young man on the opposite table had already made two cups of tea. He brought it over and said lightly: "Sect Master, the Qinglong Holy Envoy, please use tea."

The Ghost King and Qinglong reached out to take it. The Ghost King looked at him a few more times. He saw that the young man looked pretty and pale, but he could accompany the Poison God here, so he naturally had a close relationship with the Poison God.

The Ghost King turned his head and said to the Poison God: "Who is this?"

The poisonous god smiled and said, "He is the closed disciple I accepted ten years ago. He is named Qin Wuyan. When I saw that he had good qualifications, I accepted it. Wuyan, and he didn't see these two seniors soon. They are famous figures in our holy religion. If you can take care of them in the future, it will be better than you to practice hard for a hundred years."

Qin Wuyan lowered his head slightly, his expression on his face could not be said to be proud or shy, and even his voice had not changed. He still calmed down and said softly: "I have met the sect leader and the holy envoy. I didn't know the etiquette just now, please don't blame me."

The Ghost King smiled and shook his hand. Qinglong also smiled and said, "This little brother can be under the seat of the old senior of the Poison God. He has a bright future and a bright future!"

The poisonous god smiled and said to the two of them: "Children are ignorant, don't be surprised."

The Ghost King shook his hand and smiled, "Where did you say it." He paused, and then said, "But senior, I came today, I really sincerely want to ask you to take charge of the overall situation. Our four major factions will work together to clean up the shame of Qingyun's great defeat and the temple being humiliated."

The Poison God was silent for a moment, his face seemed a little desolate, and he said for a long time: "Brother, I am already half-dead, and it is really useless. This time, our four major sects secretly discussed besieging Qingyun, so I naturally cannot fall behind. Otherwise, I would be sorry to the two saints of Youming and the Mingwang of the Heavenly Sha, and even more so to the ancestors of the Holy Sect. But I am in charge of the overall situation! I think that except for your great talent, you are not the only one who can sit down!"

The Ghost King frowned and shook his head and said, "Senior, you are too rewarding. I am the most experienced among the four major sect leaders. How can I take responsibility? Let's do it! When the 'Yuyangzi' of Changshengtang and the 'San Miao Fairy' of Hehuan Sect arrive, let's discuss it together!"

The poisonous god pondered for a moment and said, "It's good that this is the case. They should be here in these few days. We will gather again. This is a great shame and humiliation from the Holy Church over the past century. This time, we must ask Qingyun Sect to return it."

The Ghost King smiled, sat here for a while, chatted for a while, and then said goodbye to Qinglong. The Poison God did not force him to stay and ordered someone to see him off.

Leaving the Poison God's mansion, the Ghost King and Qinglong merged into the crowd in Heyang City.

The Ghost King suddenly sneered and said, "This old monster is indeed becoming more and more difficult to deal with."

This sentence is inexplicable, but Qinglong seemed to understand what he meant and nodded, "Yes, when our Ghost King Sect fought desperately with the Wandu Sect three hundred years ago, the old monster was the most fierce and impulsive, and always rushed to the front. Even a hundred years ago, the battle with Qingyun was strongly advocated by the Wandu Sect leader. It seems that he had also eroded a lot of his spirit in that year."

The Ghost King shook his head and said, "This is not called eroding his spirit, it is called gaining skills. After that battle, the old monster seemed to wake up, and his whole temper changed suddenly, keeping his low profile. In the past century, except for our Ghost King Sect, the one who has the fastest recovery in strength is the Wandu Sect. But he refused to sit in this position, which is very troublesome!"

As he said that, the Ghost King frowned and said lightly: "Well, I have to wait until those two people arrive before we can discuss major issues. Let's wait a few days first!"

After watching the Ghost King and Qinglong disappear, the Poison God, who had always been peaceful and even had a kind look, gradually became gloomy in his face, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

As for the young man next to him, his temperament seemed even more strange. He was happy with the poisonous god not talking to him, and he was extremely patient in brewing tea on the table without any impatient expression.

I don’t know that after a long time, the Poison God suddenly sighed and said, “The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave!”

The young man named Qin Wuyan turned his head, glanced at the poisonous god, and said lightly: "Oh! Is that person very good at Taoism?"

The poisonous god snorted and said, "He practices in Taoism are naturally extremely high, but no matter how high his Taoism is, we are not afraid of him. It's just that this person is too cunning. You must be careful in the future!"

Qin Wuyan smiled slightly, but his tone was still so calm, and he said, "I understand, Master."

The Poison God glanced at him and suddenly sighed: "If your incompetent brothers can have the qualifications of you, why should I endure it for so many years?"

Qin Wuyan was praised by the God of Poison, and there was no pride on his face. He said lightly: "A few senior brothers are all doing their best to do their best to do your work for you, Master."

The poisonous god snorted, suddenly reached out and lifted the blanket covered by his legs, and actually got off the chair and stood up. Only then did he see that he was quite tall and straight, and he looked sick at all? It seemed that all the actions just now were to deceive the Ghost King and Qinglong.

The poisonous god was paced back and forth in the middle of the room, but Qin Wuyan seemed much quieter than his master, and only the sound of the poisonous god's footsteps echoed in the room.

At this moment, suddenly, a strange sound came from Qin Wuyan, as if it was the harsh sound of the summer cicadas chirping in summer.

The Poison God's face changed and he turned to look.

Qin Wuyan took out a small yellow box from under the chair, which was one foot square, and this strange sound came from here.

The poisonous god walked over and reached out and gently opened the lid. Suddenly, in front of the two of them, a colorful centipede lay on the yellow soft silk in the box, but the most strange thing was that there were seven forks at the tail of the centipede.

If Ye Fan saw this thing at this moment, he would have been shocked, because he had seen this thing before, and it was the "Seven-tailed Centipede" one of the most poisonous poisons in the world.

Qin Wuyan frowned and said, "Since we came to this Qingyun Mountain, Xiaoqi seems to be uneasy, as if he has been stimulated by something."

The poisonous god looked at the seven-tailed centipede carefully, then took out a small lilac pill from his arms, put it in the box, and then covered the box. Soon, the strange sound made from the box gradually lowered and then disappeared.

After Qin Wuyan carefully put away the box containing the seven-tailed centipede, the poisonous god said lightly: "These seven-tailed centipede are rare things in the world. There is only one pair in the world, and they have been with each other until they die. If they are separated, they will be within a hundred miles. Xiao Qi's uneasiness these days must be because of this."

Qin Wuyan glanced at the poison god and suddenly said, "So, that person is now on Qingyun Mountain?"

The Poison God smiled: "Yes, the Seven-tailed Centipede is the only alien species in the world, so you can't make a mistake."

As he said that, he turned his head and slowly stared into the distance.

In the distance, the towering Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City penetrated into the sky, which was almost majestic, surrounded by white clouds and was floating in fairy spirit.
Chapter completed!