Xi's eyes became brighter: "So, Senior Wuyue succeeded in the end!?"

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, looking at the young man who was fascinated by the new path under the moonlight, and raised the corners of his lips:

"Rucheng."

"ah?"

Xi was dumbfounded.

No, no, no more exciting!

Dao Qiongcang was silent, looking at the moonlight as if recalling that scene.

At that time, he appeared at the Dead Sea in time with his semi-holy status and was given another chance.

The Saint Sword Ming had already been announced, but Gou Wuyue, who had been suppressed by Death Sea or himself to break through, accepted the proposal:

He chose to leave the Dead Sea and continue to serve as the sword of the Holy Mountain, but he changed his position from the bright side to the dark side.

There is only Dao Qiongtian left that can use him.

This naturally made Dao Qiongcang extremely happy.

However, unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue rejected the semi-saint status, rejecting what outsiders saw as his only purpose of joining the Holy Temple and working diligently for decades.

"My heart is as high as the sky!"

Dao Qiongcang could easily see Gou Wuyue's thoughts.

But since then, has life become thinner than paper?

Gou Wuyue, whose arm was broken, seemed to have his life cut off by him.

Dao Qiongcang can no longer calculate his future, not even the fingers can do it.

"Let's talk about ghost swordsmanship."

Dao Qiongcang didn't want to mention his exclusive sword anymore, and looked at Xi with an obvious and cheap admiration in his eyes:

"Your soul-controlling tricks have reached the state of transformation. They are completely natural. They are used with great proficiency and are extremely mysterious."

"A ghost like this, driven by the Sword Master like this, can you think of it being able to defeat the Hungry Ghost Path of the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts?"

Xi Ou was flattered to receive such a big compliment, but he had no way to compare, so he could only say: "I don't know."

"What about the Holy Emperor? You should have some measure of the highest realm, right?"

"Holy Emperor..." Xi said with more admiration in his eyes, "When you reach that level, it's more than just soul-controlling tricks."

"Yes, that makes sense." Dao Qiongcang nodded in agreement, "Lord of Fengdu, have you successfully cultivated it?"

"Disaster……"

"Compared with the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts, Lord of Fengdu, who do you think is stronger or weaker?" Dao Qiongcang was quite concerned about his subordinate's level of ancient sword cultivation at this moment.

He laughed a little and answered simply: "It depends on the person."

"how are you?"

"I can't." The bald man flashed in Xi's mind. At that time, he was helpless.

"How about Hua Chang Deng?" Dao Qiongcang's eyes were like lightning, and he pierced the window paper brazenly.

"Old... we can't talk the same thing." Xi pursed his lips and shook his head. He clearly understood the true thoughts of the Taoist Palace Master, but he did not hide it. He added, "There is a gap between heaven and earth!"

"Oh? What is heaven and what is earth?"

Xi gave the most certain answer and solemnly said:

"The Lord of Fengdu, the Lord of the underworld, is for control."

"The six paths of ancient martial arts are borrowed from heaven, from the human world, from hell, from Shura, hungry ghosts, and animals... they are mixed but not refined, and they cannot transcend."

His words reached this point and did not go any further.

Because there is no need to say it anymore.

Dao Qiongcang nodded slightly and pondered for a moment, but did not jump to any conclusion. He just said:

"Six paths are not the end of ancient martial arts. What you see is not one ten thousandth of what Shenyi is."

Under the snowy night, there are thousands of ghosts and ghosts, and the ridicule is like a torch, showing no fear:

"Ghost swordsmanship, all-encompassing."

"I'm not qualified to comment yet, but if the Taoist Palace Master really wants to ask..."

"I can only say that my teacher has also only revealed the tip of the iceberg!"

Dao Qiongcang smiled with satisfaction.

I vomited a lot and I was very relieved.

In the end, he did not close it at the edge of the sky, but in front of his eyes:

"This palace is looking forward to the day when you evaluate the ghost swordsmanship, the various ways of heaven and earth, and all the laws and phenomena."

"At that time, you and I will be at an equal table, because there is no way to advance."

Xi, shook his head slightly.

The Taoist Palace Master at the previous moment had a strange and aggressive attitude.

At this moment, the Taoist Palace Master encourages the younger generation and hopes for this.

Xi really couldn't understand, which one is the real Taoist Palace Master - the one who encompasses the whole world and can accommodate all things, or the one who is petty and petty?

"I don't dare." Xi bowed his head respectfully.

"Why don't you dare? Be brave, there is no one around here." Dao Qiongcang smiled.

"Well……"

"The Ancient Sword Cuimu Wushen Buddha, if you don't want to kill Hua Changdeng, you will never be able to surpass him." Dao Qiongcang's eyes were burning like flames, "Tell me, you really want to."

Xi became emboldened, straightened his chest, and said loudly: "Yes, I really want to kill him. I have tolerated him for many years!"

"Who to kill? Tell me, you don't even dare to call him by his name!"

"Hua! Chang! Lamp!"

"Good! So brave! What a crazy bitch!"

Dao Qiongcang laughed three times, applauded three times, then restrained all expressions, waved the music beads in his palm in front of the young man, and solemnly put them away:

"Tomorrow, I will tell Hua Changdeng for you."

Click!

Xi is like an ice sculpture, frozen on the spot.

"???"

…

"You said I was wrong?"

"Dao Qiong... Palace Master, you must be wrong! That evil cultivator from the Southern Region has never appeared here today!"

"you sure?"

"Hahaha, my subordinates have checked thirteen times and found no such person. I am absolutely sure!"

"Oh? What if you are wrong?"

"Wrong? Hahaha, what is right and what is wrong? I dare to use my head as a guarantee... Master of the Dao Palace, you have a plan, but today you are at your wits end! If I lose, I will give you this great head.

What’s the harm?”

"Don't worry, even if you say something rude, I won't have the heart to kill you. You will have your teacher to deal with it."

"Hahaha! Hahaha... Wuwu, hahahaha..."

He laughed with tears and laughed wildly under the snowy night.

At this moment, how can he look as humble as he did when he was at Guizhe Holy Mountain and in front of Shenghuan Hall?

It's like being snatched away!

Xi, is no longer that Xi.

From now on, he will not trust anyone in the world!

"It would be great to be like this earlier. What are you pretending to be..."

Dao Qiongcang was very satisfied with this and said that it was impossible to crush the music beads or give them to Xi.

He has been dealing with Gu Jianxiu for so many years, how could he not know that this crowd looks like a dog?

Behind the scenes, one is more showy than the other?

Forcibly releasing these sullen emotions, making people crazy and crazy, this is the little fun of Tao Qiongtian.

"Gui Xie, go back and watch it again." Dao Qiongcang simply ordered.
To be continued...