"Second Elder, what do you mean is to let the Ghost King deal with Zheng Shaoge?" Ji Qiuqiao asked in shock.

"That's right! The Ghost King is not Zheng Taixuan's opponent now, but as long as he takes ten Ten Thousand Gu Pills and his skills will increase by four hundred years, I don't believe that he can't kill Zheng Taixuan."

Ji Liqun gritted his teeth and said.

Although he was sure that this method could kill Zheng Shaoge, he still felt sorry for the ten thousand-pet pills.

"But, Second Elder, how can you be sure that after the Ghost King improves his cultivation, he will deal with Zheng Shaoge? He will not be able to listen to our orders."

Ji Qiuqiao asked with a worried look on her face and frowned.

"Don't worry, after the Ghost King improves his cultivation level, he will definitely kill Zheng Taixuan as soon as possible. There is no need to say anything." Ji Liqun said with a confident look on his face.

"Why?" Ji Qiuqiao asked with confusion on his face.

"Because Zheng Taixuan is the number one master on the list of gods." Ji Liqun said lightly.

Ji Qiuqiao heard this and didn't understand the profound meaning of this sentence at first, but soon she figured out the key.

It is precisely because Zheng Taixuan is the number one in the list of Gods that all the strong people in this world want to challenge him and snatch the title of No. 1.

If the Ghost King obtains four hundred years of skill, he will naturally not be willing to be unknown, and will definitely challenge Zheng Shaoge.

Such a confrontation between masters is both winner and loser and life and death. The winner lives and the loser dies!

So, by then, either Zheng Shaoge dies or the ghost king Yan Huan dies!

"Second Elder, your move is really high!" Ji Qiu couldn't help but give Ji Liqun a thumbs up.

Ji Liqun smiled miserably. What can I do if I don’t do this?

Originally, this challenge to Zheng Taixuan was arranged for him. Unfortunately, his strength was still half a step away and he could not meet the requirements of taking the Wan Gu Pill.

That's why he set his mind on "Ice Skin Jade Relief" and then focused on the planting base.

There are even more amazing things, who can offend the major sects and steal the cultivation of their sect leader and absorb and refine them by themselves, hoping to break through to the "Heaven Realm" as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, all this became false. In order to save his life, he could only give up the great fortune of Ten Thousand Gu Dan to the Ghost King Yan Huan.

Only Ji Liqun himself can experience the pain in this, which is even more heartbreaking and uncomfortable.

As a result, Ji Qiuqiao was still praising him here for being smart. Isn’t this sprinkling salt on his wound?

"There's nothing here. Go back and have a good rest. You have a lot to learn tomorrow." Ji Liqun waved his hand and said.

Ji Qiuqiao didn't say much, nodded, and said goodbye and left.

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In the Western Regions, the Kingdom of Buddha, a magnificent temple stands on the top of a mountain that is regarded as Lingshan by the locals, and is called a holy temple by the locals.

The holy temple is divided into an inner hall and an outer hall, which is for tourists to visit and worship with locals; the inner hall is not allowed to enter the inner hall.

From ancient times to the present, no outsider knows what the inner palace looks like.

Even if someone who has the chance to enter the inner hall will remain silent after coming out, without mentioning it, or they will not come out and become a monk.

This invisibly adds to the mystery of the inner palace.

However, even such an inner hall full of mysterious colors and outsiders are not allowed to enter, there is a beautiful woman with a charming charm kneeling in the hall of the inner hall.

She folded her hands together and bowed to the golden body of the Buddha in the Buddhist temple with a devout look on her face.

"Oriental donor, please come back, the Buddha will not see you." A monk walked out of the temple and said politely to the middle-aged beauty.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman didn't raise her head and said softly: "Go in and ask him, can he really let go of the grudge of killing the master and destroying the family?"

"Oriental donor, Buddha knows that you will have this question.

So let me tell you that he has entered Buddhism and will no longer care about worldly affairs, and his previous grievances have nothing to do with him.

I hope the donor from the east will leave quickly." The monk said with a calm expression.

When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, she immediately stood up, pointed to the back of the Buddhist temple, and cursed:

"Long Aaran, I'm useless to treat you like a son. He worked hard to cultivate you for more than ten years. How did you repay him?"

"Oriental donor, Buddhist holy land, please do not make loud noises!" the monk advised.

"Little monk, go in and tell Long Aoran that if he doesn't come out to see me, I will stay here and not leave.

If he wasn't afraid that I would make a big fuss in the Buddhist holy land, he would just hide from me." The beautiful woman roared loudly.

I don't think my behavior is so shameless.

"Oriental donor, you..."

"Jiekong, just go down and leave it to me." A voice came from behind the hall.

When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, she immediately smiled, as if she had seen hope.

"Yes." The monk responded and stepped back.

At the same time, a young monk walked out of the back of the hall, walked straight to the beautiful woman, folded her hands together, and bowed respectfully to her.

"Junior brother, you're out. Let's go with me to Wusha City." The beautiful woman said with a smile.

As he said that, he reached out and pulled Long Aoran and was about to walk out.

"Donor of the East, I am a Buddhist disciple and have never joined your father's disciple. When will I become your junior brother? I hope the donor will not speak nonsense."

Although Long Aoran was pulled by the beautiful woman, he still had no movement.

This beautiful woman with a charm is nothing else. She was the first time when the Wu family was defeated and fled from Wusha City overnight.

He was preparing to bring reinforcements and kill Wu Shura's wife, Wu Qimang's mother, and Dongfang Yourou, the daughter of Dongfang Xun!

This young monk is Dongfang Xun's personal disciple. Long Aoran was almost ruined by Zheng Shaoge's palm from the air!

This guy is born with an "immortal golden body"!

"As long as you are willing to go to Wusha City with me, let alone not call you junior brother, you can just ask me to call you anything."

Dongfang Yourou pulled Long Aoran's arm and refused to give in.

Long Aoran did not move at all, his arms trembled slightly, and then he shook Dongfang Yourou's hand and explained:

"Oriental donor, you may have misunderstood. I once made a vow in front of that man that I will never step into the Central Plains in this life.

So, please come back by the donor. I won’t go to Wusha City with you, and I won’t ask that person to take revenge!”

"Long Aoran, are you afraid of being beaten by Zheng Shaoge? You have an immortal golden body, and now you have something to do with the Buddha realm, how can you be so cowardly?

Did you take my father's kindness to you to feed the dog?" Dongfang Yourou asked sternly.

Long Aoran looked calm and said, "I have already paid back the kindness of the donor from the East when I am at Qianlong Tourism Lake.

Besides, this is my friendship with the Eastern donor, and it has nothing to do with you. I hope the donor will be in a grudge. Go back."

"Long Aoran, do you really want to be so heartless?" Dongfang Yourou asked with a gloomy face staring at Long Aoran.
Chapter completed!