The nearby area looks bright and the purple trees are blooming, but the yin energy is extremely boiling, which makes people who practice ghost paths like me feel comfortable and hungry for feeding.

No wonder Master asked me to come to find two fellow Taoists. It seems that there are great benefits, but the place where this senior Nangong Yu lives is too big. He is actually a sect and has so many cultivation ghosts, but his strength is extremely powerful.

"Don't look at it, my Nanxian Sword Sect is a great sect in China, with outstanding people and powerful places, and the immortal spirit is boiling all year round." The disciple next to him sneered.

"The Southern Xianjian Sect has the unique fairy mountain spiritual spring in this sea area, and there are countless practitioners. Don't be scared later." The female disciple who was held hostage by me said with some contempt.

I am immune to all these expressions. I have even seen the living formation. Will you still be spectacular about the Southern Immortal Sword Sect?

The city wall of the living formation like the sky is not comparable to that of your small hills and waters. There is also a large golden coffin placed there.

Wang Yan had already put it away for me. A group of fish could not swim when they got ashore. It was indeed a bit difficult to go upstairs. They could only call the speeding ghost to go up the mountain. The disciples of the Nanxian Sword Sect were shocked, but they were also a little dissatisfied.

When you reach the mountain, you will be like some famous places and historical sites. They are all ancient buildings. There is indeed some meaning of practicing Taoism. People do not enter the cycle of reincarnation after death. Ghosts also practice immortals and practice in various places. This is the case here.

Hundreds of disciples were scattered around, all looking at me with the fun, but everyone was still very angry when they were taking away the deep sea pearls.

Hearing the noise, in the largest pavilion, a middle-aged man soon took the lead, and several men, women, young and old followed behind and walked out of the attic.

"The head! The man has been brought here, but he has brought a letter to the master." Several disciples immediately surrounded him and began to report what they saw and heard.

The head of the sect was in his forties, and he was born in a beautiful place. He was carrying a sword behind his back. He was indeed a role model for sword cultivation. I wondered if Jing Yun came from here.

After hearing this, the head of the sect flashed in front of me. Anyway, he couldn't see his cultivation level, so that was the enlightenment stage. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you? Are you a sender? You don't need to hijack the disciples in our sect when sending a sender, right?"

"In the underworld, you must be more careful. Not to mention sending letters, you can lose your head even if you sell cabbage." I smiled and took out the letter to Nangong Yu.

The head of the sect stretched out his hand, and a breath came to the letter in my hand, and the envelope passed by slowly.

However, he did not dare to open the letter. After a glance, he said intently: "Wait here, I will report to the Supreme Master. If he is really his own person, the warning will naturally be eliminated. But now, I still hope that you will stay where you do not move."

"Go and go back quickly." I waved my hand, but I held the Yin-Yang Order in my hand, for fear that as soon as the head of the sect took the letter away, he would immediately find his disciples to bully me.

"Hmph." The head of the sect looked at me as if I was free to come and go, and there was a little disgust on his face. I smiled. If my master's seniority is confirmed, no matter how good my cultivation is, I can still be your senior brother!

But I couldn't talk nonsense after all. Seeing the head of the sect jumping away, I asked the three disciples who were still hijacking around me: "What's your head of the sect?"

"Le Zhengling." The disciple said to me.

"Oh, it turns out that it's not the son of your master. How many of your sect have you practiced?" I tentatively found out that there seemed to be three or four hundred disciples here. The Nanxian Sword Sect should have implemented an elite policy, so that the Ghost King can go up the mountain.

The market below should be a place for low-level practitioners to practice. They need to do some miscellaneous things. This is indeed a very professional practice place.

"Boy, I stole our deep-sea pearls and thought it would be reasonable? A letter, even if the Supreme Master comes, you will not be able to survive!" Lu Dingtian said coldly.

"Haha, I didn't take the deep sea pearl, come to me? I can't pull it out for you, right?" I sneered. Lu Dingtian didn't know what position he was in the sect.

"You!" Lu Ding was so angry that he was trembling all over and almost got angry on the spot.

"Senior Brother Lu, why bother to talk nonsense to a human? If something really happens, the head of the sect will deal with it. It's not our turn to say something more." A man stood up from the crowd. The man was dressed with shaved hair and a thin face.

"I heard that this person is quite powerful. A human dared to break into my South China Sea alone and stole our deep-sea pearls. I really want to talk about it and see what skills are." A woman walked over with a smile, about thirty years old, with red phoenix eyes and thin lips, and seemed to be in her tolerance.

"Senior Brother Lu, you're afraid you can't beat him. Isn't you just brought so many junior brothers and sisters out, so you're also so shameless and took the hostages back?" The other two disciples who had reached the peak were ridiculing each other, saying and saying a word to each other.

Lu Dingtian was impatient and had been chasing me for the longest time. He was very upset with me, so he had a vent of his anger and drew his sword and pointed at me: "My junior sister and younger brothers are still in your hands. If you come to visit our master sincerely, please let them go. Otherwise, don't blame me for not understanding the way of hospitality!"

"Oh, I'll rush you all over again, right? There are so many people who bully the few people, but I don't know how to find a better reason!" I sneered, waved my hand, and the constraints of the three disciples in front were all untied.

"There is another!" Lu Dingtian's eyes showed a fierce light. He took the disciple out, so of course he had to bring it back safely.

"If you see your master, let it go. Otherwise, I will be surrounded by so many people. Wouldn't it be awful? Let's talk about ugly things first, be honest, don't try to attack me. I have many ways to escape from here, and many ways to make your junior brother and sister die silently." I threatened.

"You!" Lu Dingtian was already extremely angry, and the other brothers and sisters who were with him were all the same indignation.

As he was talking, the head Le Zhengling was back.

Le Zhengling bowed to me, his expression was still very cold. When I saw the momentum, I thought it was not good, and the Yin-Yang Order and Blue Talisman in my hand were in a state of activation.

"The Supreme Master is practicing in seclusion and impacting a higher level of cultivation is not important. The two mountain guard elders did not allow me to walk with me." Le Zhengling said lightly.

The letter in his hand flipped in his hand, and it seemed as if sparks were about to ignite.

"Haha, let's burn it, but I forgot to tell you, Le Zhengling, my master Qiu Cunzhi has stepped on the realm of the ghost immortals, and sent me here to visit my old friends. If you think you can bear the cause and effect here, just come and cause trouble for me." I sneered, staring at Le Zhengling with a proud expression.

All the ghosts around were in an uproar, and stepping on the ghost immortals meant that they were cultivators who defied the heavens among the ghosts, and even their masters were far away. It was so easy for a ghost immortal to step on the Southern Immortal Sword Sect.

"Is this letter from Master Qiu? Has he stepped on the ghost immortal?" Le Zhengling took a deep breath of Yin Qi, and the letter in his hand returned to its original state. He dared not burn it. For this burn, he was afraid that even the Southern Immortal Sword Sect would burn it for him.

"Le Zhengling, you are still the leader. You want to burn the letters from anyone else, and you are not afraid of causing a huge disaster!" I smiled sarcastically. I like to do this kind of thing that is to be a big banner.

Le Zhengling was afraid that my cultivation was not high, so he thought that my master had come out of it, so he was unscrupulous. But when he heard about his master's name, he was so scared that he was like this, which also showed that his master's name resounded around him.

Even if the master did not step into the ghost immortal, it was almost there. This time the Blood Cloud Coffin stored a lot of yin energy. As long as I condensed it into the purple bamboo joints, it seemed that it would be almost done to make the master attack the ghost immortal.

"You!" Le Zhengling felt that the steps were too high and could no longer come down. The group of disciples were a little angry, obviously very repulsive to me, an outsider.

I'm not here to play, so I don't have to give them any good looks. Besides, everyone knows that I am a human being, which is already repulsive.

"I wonder when Senior Nangong will come out of seclusion? I have to have some time?" I asked.

"You came here accidentally. The Supreme Master came out of seclusion in three days." Le Zhengling was a little unhappy after answering. He felt that he was leading me with his nose.

"Oh, okay, I'll come back in three days. I believe I'll stay here. The beautiful disciple I kidnapped, let's talk to me for three days first. Your disciple is too fierce. I'm afraid that if I happen to an accident, I will come to the door to apologize when Senior Nangong comes out of seclusion." I waved my hand and prepared to leave.

"Slow down! Don't leave! The disciple stays, the pearls come again! Otherwise, I, Lu Dingtian, would rather be the most ruthless thing in the world than keep you!" Lu Dingtian was furious and raised his sword to me again: "You stole our pearls and kidnapped our disciples. How could I let you leave easily!"

"The disciples of the Nanxian Sword Sect are all the same as you. I guess I will be here before I see your master." I said lightly and looked at Le Zhengling.

"Lu Dingtian! Stay aside!" Le Zhengling scolded, and then a smile gradually melted from his cold face: "I am a guest from afar. Since I am a subordinate of Master Qiu, even if I am from my Nanxian Sword Sect, how about staying in our Sword Sect's guest room for a few days? Then the Supreme Master of the Sect will come out of seclusion, and I'll notify you too."

No matter how I think Le Zhengling's smile is so cunning, and all of these Ghost King disciples show bad looks. If I step forward, will thousands of swords fly over?

Stay or not?

I started teasing my head and looked at the surrounding environment. It was indeed good, and my master's name also scared Le Zhengling. If there was no danger, it was actually a good choice to stay, which could digest the power stored in the blood cloud coffin before.

I looked pondering, and Le Zhengling seemed to know my concerns, so he said, "It's Mr. Qiu's disciple, but now you stole the deep-sea pearls from our sect with the bandits and captured my disciples. Even if this matter is left, it's unreasonable. Why not wait until the Supreme Elder comes out of seclusion before ruling the responsibility? You don't want a group of disciples to follow you, right?"

"Okay, then I'll stay for three days first." I nodded and agreed.
Chapter completed!