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Volume 2 Chapter 3 The Beginning

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    "Master, can we consider this matter more carefully?"

    In the Lanyue Pavilion, Lu Xueqi and Shui Mengchen stood side by side. The former had no expression, while the latter had a wry smile on his face.

    Master Shuiyue was leaning on the couch, seemingly not hearing the words of his only male disciple. He turned his head to take it and began to close his eyes to rest.  Time seems to have left no trace on her body, even her silent look is the same as before.

    But Shui Mengchen is most afraid of this move!

    Although Shui Mengchen left Qingyun Sect in the past ten years, he has always regarded himself as a disciple of Xiaozhu Peak and went back to the mountain to visit from time to time. Although Master Shuiyue initially blamed him for embarrassing Dao Xuan in public, he later doted on this young disciple just like before.  , but when I encounter something I firmly disagree with, I will show my current attitude.

    The cause of the matter is this. As soon as they arrived at Xiaozhu Peak today, Shui Mengchen and Lu Xueqi stayed warm for a while, then went to visit their master and other senior sisters. Unexpectedly, they did not want to see any unusual movements in the Great Western Death Swamp recently. Qingyun Sect summoned the younger generation of elite disciples under the sect to go down the mountain.  Explore and practice.  Among them were Xiaozhufeng Wenmin and Lu Xueqi. The death zone was dangerous. Master Shuiyue was afraid that his beloved disciple would make mistakes, so he ordered Shui Mengchen to go with him.

    "Master, Death Lake is too far away from here. It will only take two months to go back and forth. It's impossible to have no one to take care of Baguio!" Although Shui Mengchen has cultivated to become a god, he still respects his master very much.  He was almost obedient to whatever he was told, but this matter concerned the frail girl, which made him a little embarrassed.

    Master Shuiyue opened his eyes, snorted, seemed quite unhappy, and said, "Do you know that your Baguio girl doesn't consider Xue Qi?"

    As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two people in the hall changed slightly, and Shui Mengchen's face flashed with guilt. Over the years, he had incurred a lot of romantic debts outside, but Lu Xueqi always doted on her and followed her, but he  I couldn't give her anything.

    But Lu Xueqi didn¡¯t think about this. Her face was slightly red and she whispered: "Master, I"

    Master Shuiyue ignored her and continued: "Miss Baguio, you can find someone to take care of you. There is really no other way. It's not impossible to come here. This time, there is a strange thing coming from the sky in Death Lake. It seems that a strange treasure has been born.  , we must not let the Demon Cult get it, and if you get it, it might be good for Miss Baguio¡¯s injury!"

    In fact, in the final analysis, Master Shuiyue still has selfish motives. As a master, she knows exactly how far Shui Mengchen has reached. If he is willing to go with him, there is a high probability that this rare treasure will be obtained by him.  This way, the demon sect would not take advantage, and secondly, it would allow her to vent her anger - after all, Daoxuan almost killed Shui Mengchen with a sword ten years ago. Others may have forgotten this, but she still remembered it.

    Speaking of this, Shui Mengchen couldn't find any reason to refuse, so he had no choice but to say: "Master, after I go back tomorrow, can you allow me to settle down for a few days before setting off."

    Master Shuiyue nodded, his attitude softened a lot, and said: "I know you don't want to go with other disciples of the various lineages, so it doesn't matter, you just need to protect Xue Qi and Wen Min in secret. Xue Qi has your Lao Shizi shadow lamp.  , I think it will be very convenient to contact you."

    "Thank you, Master." Shui Mengchen breathed a sigh of relief and said.

    Master Shuiyue looked at his two proud disciples who were standing hand in hand like a pair of beautiful lovers. A melancholy color flashed through his eyes, as if he was reminiscing about something. After a while, he said lightly: "Mengchen, Xueqi, there is nothing here anymore."  It¡¯s over, you go down first.¡±

    After the two of them bowed, Master Shuiyue's beautiful eyes flashed with a look of sadness, and he closed them tightly again.

    "Senior Brother Wan, in the future that we haven't reached, maybe someone will complete it for us!"¡ª¡ª

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    South of Qingyun Mountain, in a remote place thousands of miles away, there is a high mountain called "Huqi Mountain", which is where the main hall of the Demon Sect's Ghost King Sect is located.

    In the past ten years, the power of the magic religion has become increasingly prosperous, and the masters have come out, but their internal struggles are increasingly fierce, and they are more intense than the righteousness.  The Ghost King Sect was originally one of the three major sects in the Demon Sect. In the past ten years, the leader of the Sect, the Ghost King, has worked hard to govern with great talents and strategies. He not only annexed the Hehuan Sect, which is also the pillar of the Demon Sect, but also made the Ghost King Sect stronger and stronger, and has completely replaced the Wandu Sect as the main sect.  The appearance of the largest faction of the Demonic Cult.

    In today¡¯s Ghost King Sect, in addition to the mysterious four holy envoys of the previous generation of masters, there is also a mysterious figure ""Mr. ??" appears around the Ghost King, but usually only human voices are heard and no one is seen. Even the younger generation of disciples such as Yan Hui and Shasheng Monk are of extraordinary strength.

    Except for the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, almost no one knows that the huge Huqi Mountain is just an empty shell, which has been completely hollowed out into various secret rooms for the disciples to practice and recuperate.

    "White hair is growing on the temples, and years are flowing like water!"

    The Ghost King looked away from the mirror-like water surface, sighed slightly, turned around, and said with a smile: "I haven't looked in the mirror for a long time, but when I saw it today, I saw a few more white hairs."

    Qinglong said behind him: "As the leader of a sect, you must take care of yourself."

    At this moment, on the bank of a small lake in Huqi Mountain, a stone pavilion was built in the center of the lake. There was only an old wooden bridge connecting it to the shore of the lake.  The Ghost King, You Ji, and Qinglong are now standing in this stone pavilion in the middle of the lake.

    The Ghost King put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I heard that Shui Mengchen contacted us recently?"

    Qinglong nodded and said: "It is true."

    The Ghost King smiled and said, "What do you mean?"

    Qinglong was silent for a while and said: "He said he was going to travel far away and asked Third Sister to take care of Baguio for a while."

    When he mentioned his beloved daughter, the Ghost King showed a hint of distress in his eyes and said, "How is Yao'er now?"

    You Ji on the side said: "He said in the letter that he is still the same as before, his body is like a normal person, but he can't see the yang energy."

    Qinglong slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the Ghost King, but the Ghost King just turned around and looked towards him.

    The Ghost King¡¯s gaze was as deep and peaceful as before.  He suddenly smiled and said, "Recently, it is said that a strange treasure was born in the Western Death Swamp. Do you know about it?"

    Qinglong nodded and said: "I have heard a little bit about it, but according to my guess, Shui Mengchen traveled far away just for this thing!"

    The Ghost King said leisurely: "I heard that not only did he go, people from the right path swarmed in, and even the masters of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect planned to intervene. As for the Changsheng Hall whose main hall is near the Death Swamp, they did their part." He paused for a moment.  , said to Qinglong: "What do you think?"

    Qinglong thought for a while and said: "This time we conquer the Blood Refining Hall. In addition to the three major factions in the sect, the last more powerful faction has also been divided up."

    A smile appeared on the corner of the Ghost King's mouth, and he nodded: "Not bad."

    Qinglong said again: "In our holy religion, we have always stood at the top of the mountain, and the three major sects all want to annex each other. In the past, we were forced to jointly resist foreign enemies due to external forces from the righteous path. Now, naturally, it is different from the past. But now the forces in the religion are gradually arranged, and then  Further, there is a fierce battle between the three major factions. The former Hehuan Sect and Blood Refining Hall have fallen. Among the remaining three, I just don¡¯t know who will take action first?"

    The Ghost King touched his palm and said, "Brother Long is really the think tank of our sect, go on!"

    "Sect Master, thank you." Qinglong bowed slightly and continued: "I taught this trip to Death Lake. On the surface, it was to get the rare treasure. In fact, it was to subdue the strange beast used to open the formation. However, this matter cannot be done.  Let the ordinary believers know it, so the soldiers are divided into two groups, one is to capture the yellow bird, and the other is to eradicate dissidents and attack the righteous way!"

    The Ghost King stared at him and said, "Okay! Which faction do you think we should deal with first?"

    Qinglong said: "Changshengtang!"

    The Ghost King frowned, but there was admiration in his eyes, and he said, "Why?"

    Qinglong said: "Since the fall of the Hehuan Sect, the Ghost King Sect is now the strongest, followed by the Wandu Sect and the Changsheng Hall. The Wandu Sect has been killed by Shui Mengchen in recent years. Many masters have been killed, and they act very low-key, but the leader of the Changsheng Hall, Yu  Although Yangzi is of high moral character, he is arrogant and arrogant. He has always regarded himself as the host of the battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain, thinking that he is the only one in the demon sect. If you are such an idiot, who else can you choose?"

    The Ghost King smiled slightly and said, "That's right, that's good. Then if you were to host it, how would you proceed?"

    Qinglong pondered for a moment and said: "This is a good opportunity. There is a strange treasure born in the death swamp. Yuyangzi must regard it as a treasure and will never allow outsiders to get involved. But everyone from the right path is flocking here. We can live forever.  When Tang and Zhengdao are at war with each other and both sides suffer losses, they secretly join forces with Wan Du Sect to attack together. They will definitely not refuse to do this to add insult to injury. Such a battle will definitely be successful!"

    The Ghost King looked at him and said nothing.

    Qinglong slowly raised his head, looked at the Ghost King, and said calmly: "Sect Master, is there anything wrong with my subordinate's plan?"

    The Ghost King shook his head and said: "We can wait until the Ten Thousand Poison Sect takes action and reap the benefits, but we must not join forces with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect."

    Qinglong was greatly surprised and asked: "Why is this?"

    The Ghost King sighed: "Ten years ago, the relationship between Wan Du Sect and Shui Mengchen was forged. Now there is a gap between Shui Mengchen and the righteous way, andIf you are willing to join our religion and remain neutral, the best result is not to help each other. There must be nothing to anger him.  "

    Speaking of Shui Mengchen, Qinglong couldn't help but think of that night at the beach, and You Ji's body trembled uncomfortably.  But I heard Qinglong say in a harsh voice: "Sect Master, no matter how strong he is, he is still a human being. Why should we accommodate him like this?"

    The Ghost King's voice became deeper and deeper, and he said calmly: "One person? Leaving aside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he alone is more than enough to sweep down the Qingyun Gate. If he helps me, I can sweep through the Four Spirits Blood Formation without even having to activate it.  The world!"

    Qinglong said in confusion: "His power is so extraordinary that he will become a huge hidden danger in the future. Why does the sect leader still teach him the Book of Heaven?"

    The Ghost King smiled and said: "Even if I don't give him the second volume of the Heavenly Book, Yao'er will tell it. Women's hearts are outward." He sighed as if joking, and added: "Although this person has invincible cultivation,  He is very resourceful, but he is just indecisive when it comes to his emotions. Moreover, with Yao'er by his side, he will never be our enemy!"

    A strange look flashed in Youji's eyes, Qinglong's body trembled slightly, but he said no more.

    After a while, the Ghost King said: "Qinglong, you will be responsible for the death of Ze Ze. You will return to me immediately after Yuyangzi is defeated. Youji, just follow what Shui Mengchen said and set off for Heyang now"
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