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Chapter four hundred and thirteenth asking for invitations

There is a type of people in the art of Taoism who do not have very strong strength. Their power comes from the ghosts and gods worshipped. In other words, they are seeking ghosts and gods to borrow their power. After each leverage, they have to pay a certain price. As for what the price is, only they themselves know.

The rules that "secret agreement between ghosts and gods" must not be easily shown to others have long been the consensus of art. Therefore, no one knows what the relationship between those sects and ghosts and gods is. They may be the masters of ghosts and gods, or they may be the companions of ghosts and gods, or even slaves of ghosts and gods.

If it is the former, ghosts and gods will not take them any way; if it is a partner, there is a possibility of turning against each other; if it is a slave, then they may die at the hands of ghosts and gods at any time, and the master will never take the life of the slave seriously.

While I knocked on the table and waited for the result, Ren Yangping's face also changed, as if he was recalling what was in Baiyun Tower that attracted the attention of ghosts and gods.

Mu Qiubei quietly sent a message to me: "Why don't you say that Chen Sanmu received the invitation from the undead?"

"It's not the time!" I responded through a voice transmission: "You didn't notice that Baiyun Tower always seemed to squeeze toothpaste. I pressed it and they vomited a little. They must have some secrets that they didn't say. It's not a good thing for me to expose the invitation of the undead in advance. Besides..."

I paused and said, "Didn't you realize that Baiyun Tower is not in a very anxious state? I guess they concluded that the person they disappeared was not in danger of life. I have to find a way to make him anxious and scared before they can really move."

Mu Qiubei sent a voice transmission: "Do you think the opponent will be Yuntian Villa this time?"

I said calmly: "How much do you know about Yuntian Villa? What is the relationship between them and Fantang?"

Mu Qiubei Road: "We thought Yuntian Villa was the headquarters of Fantang, but later we found out that it was not what we thought. The connection between Fantang and Yuntian Villa is very subtle. My elder sister thinks that Fantang should also want to enter Yuntian Villa if it is not."

"I want to go in but don't you?" I couldn't help but hit the finger on the table a little faster.

What is the relationship between Fantang and Yuntian Villa?

While I was talking to Mu Qiubei, the disciple in charge of information in Baiyun Tower quickly rushed back and whispered a few words in Ren Yangping's ear. The latter's face suddenly changed, and beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down his forehead.

Ren Yangping wiped his sweat beads before saying, "The information is back. We have invited four fellow practitioners who worship ghosts and gods in total, three are scattered monks and one sect of art. Those people are finished. They are all wiped out."

I was shocked and said, "Who destroyed the door?"

"I don't know!" Ren Yangping said: "The time is too short, we can't find any other clues. We only know that the ghosts and gods they worship have disappeared. There is also..."

Ren Yangping said: "There are still several warlocks who have been killed. Now some of the martial art friends outside are in panic."

I smiled faintly and said, "What are you afraid of when everyone is in danger? Aren't your people outside? Let's go out and cheat them away. I think you should have made similar plans, right?"

"Yes..." Ren Yangping was a little panicked: "Go, according to our original plan, cheat some people away. How much can they be cheated? Never let them attack the venue."

While Ren Yangping issued the order, Yuan Hun and I also looked at each other quickly.

This glance is enough for us to understand the other person’s meaning.

Ren Yangping’s anxiety is that five points are fake and five points are real.

He was worried that the person missing from Baiyun Tower was true, but he was worried that the heroes of the Taoist attacked the venue was false. He made these five-point illusions to increase the psychological pressure on Yuanhun and me, so that we could find ways to speed up the process of finding people.

I knocked on the table and said, "Ren Master, until now, you still don't want to tell me what the auction item is?"

"This...this..." Ren Yangping's eyes were full of struggle.

Bai Xiaoxi said at this time: "Ren, you may be able to eliminate some things. Since such things cannot be found even by ghosts and gods, it means that they are definitely not too big. At least, they can be carried with you without being discovered. And..."

"Enough!" Yuanhun said angrily: "Don't just talk nonsense here, just listen carefully."

Bai Xiaoxi was scolded by Yuanhun in public twice, and finally couldn't hold her face: "Master, what are you doing? What am I doing wrong? Why can Wu Wen talk about it? I can't even say a word!"

"You..." Yuan Hun's face turned pale because of anger, but he was trying to resist the attack.

Yuanhun is a master of the world, but he is definitely not a good master. He can't teach his disciples, but he also has too high hopes for his disciples.

Bai Xiaoxi was eager to show off in front of Yuanhun. To put it bluntly, it was also to get his affirmation, but his reprimanding of the other party again and again would probably not have any effect except to create a barrier between the master and the apprentice.

However, that was a matter between their master and apprentice, and I was too lazy to say anything more.

Finally, Mu Qiubei couldn't see it and said, "Large items may not be the target of ghosts and gods. The real terrible part of many magic weapons is not the magic weapon itself, but the spirit hidden inside. The spirit of the weapon is removed. Another magic weapon can be created at any time. Therefore, the results cannot be analyzed based on the size of the item alone."

Mu Qiubei was originally kind-hearted, but who knew that Bai Xiaoxi thought the other party was mocking him: "Do you need to say it? Do I have no master? Put away your face! I'll look..."

"Shut up!" Yuan Hun finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to slap Bai Xiaoxi: "Take her down! Without my orders, no one is allowed to let her out!"

At present, this hotel is relatively safe. Yuanhun is not afraid of any accidents in Bai Xiaoxi. He directly took her down.

Yuanhun sat back on the table with anger: "Ren Master, if you really don't want to tell where the forbidden products are going, I won't make things difficult for you. You can tell me what you do, right?"

Before Yuanhun could finish his words, I took over: "If you take out the forbidden products, things might be able to turn around. Otherwise, we may not even think of finding a turn around at all."

Ren Pingyang said cautiously: "Brother Wu, where is the turning point you mentioned?"

I looked at the other party and said, "The turning point is whether the ghosts and gods have found what they want. If he doesn't find anything, he will definitely come back. If we get the things first, we can ask him to come to us and take us to the territory of ghosts and gods. It depends on whether you dare to bet on your life with us."
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