Finally, after the scholars left without knowing that a large square appeared in front of them.

There are five huge palaces standing in the square, standing in the center of the square in a five-angle shape, looking extraordinary.

Surprisingly, the palace of the Nether Ghost Sect was written on the plaque was empty and there was no monk there.

Zhuang Yu had already known it, and the notice said that the Nether Ghost Sect was special and would recruit disciples separately in the future.

The monks didn't care about this at all. They had already studied the general election content in the jade plaque. They walked quickly towards the palace they liked excitedly, and only Zhuang Yu stood there motionless.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yu felt a cold spiritual power flashing across his back and soon disappeared.

He turned around suddenly and looked around in surprise.

"Qiuqi Demon Soul!"

Zhuang Yu's pupils shrank, and he saw clearly the monk behind him.

"He definitely can't recognize me now!" Zhuang Yu thought to himself.

Yu Feng was obviously very surprised by Zhuang Yu's existence and looked at Zhuang Yu several times.

When he saw that Zhuang Yu's face looked a little ugly, he stopped smiling.

"I'm reckless, please wait for fellow Taoist Hai Han. At Xia Yufeng, the guard of Guimulin inner gate. I just felt that you were a little familiar with me. I thought it was an old friend here and didn't want to do such a reckless thing. Please don't mind!"

Yu Feng's tone was very concise in his words.

The wind was rippling around just now, but now he apologized to Zhuang Yu with a spring breeze on his face.

"Haha, it's really a coincidence. Xia Guyun was once the guard of Guimulin. He hasn't returned to the sect for more than 20 years. He should have been dismissed from his post. He is just trying to take advantage of this election to find another opportunity."

Zhuang Yu's mind was spinning rapidly, reading some memories in his sea of ​​consciousness, and saying a few words in great etiquette.

"Haha, I said why I feel a little familiar with you. So that's it. Brother Gu, why don't you continue to come to our Guimulin? I'm not good at it. I'm a patrol team leader. I can recommend it to Brother Gu!" Yu Feng smiled.

"Thank you, Brother Yu, I was seriously injured when I went out this time. I still want to find some opportunities to recover. Otherwise, my future cultivation may be cut off. I'm sorry!"

Zhuang Yu's expression was as usual. He looked at the purple-black light that flashed from time to time in Yu Feng's eyes, and felt a little afraid.

"In this way, I won't disturb you. If you have any ideas in the future, Brother Gu can come to me at any time and say goodbye!"

Yu Feng bowed his hand, and before Zhuang Yu could reply, he turned around and disappeared on the square.

Looking at Yu Feng who was leaving, Zhuang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he was uncomfortable with this Yu Feng.

Speaking of the name Gu Yun, he really didn't make up.

Huo Nan once held the Mingfeng Pearl and kept helping him refine the souls of the monsters around him.

During this period, many monks also came to the broken Blood Refining Valley Secret Realm to explore treasures.

When monks seek treasures, they either fight for interests or have too strong restrictions, which inevitably leads to death and injury.

Huo Nan was not polite and used the Nether Phoenix Pearl to devour a large number of cultivators' souls.

His current appearance is the only one that has been preserved from many chaotic souls, named Gu Yun.

According to his memory, it should have been twenty years ago that he went to explore the ancient ruins that had just gushed out of the Blood Refining Valley.

As a result, it was very unlucky. A restriction was triggered and his body was directly destroyed. His soul happened to be caught by Huo Nan.

This also gave Zhuang Yu a chance.

He originally wanted to use the appearance of Mr. Lin to remember, but he realized that the other party was actually a descendant of a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he gave up this idea.

In this way, he used the appearance of Gu Yun to remember.

Zhuang Yu and Qinggui agreed to meet in Qingming Kingdom and explore the sacred tree shared by the five major sects together.

Entering the divine tree is used to infusate spiritual power to the spiritual vein stage monks and stimulate their spiritual response.

If you want to enter, you must be the core inner disciple.

Zhuang Yu naturally had to find a way to enter the inner sects of the five major sects, and this election would give him an excellent opportunity.

Although he has the secret technique of breaking the ban, it is not easy.

Especially after hearing Qinggui introduce the arrangements around the sacred tree in detail, he feels that getting close to the sacred tree is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

As a disciple of the Spiritual Vein Stage, if you want to get close, you can only use spiritual power to inject body.

However, it takes a long time for ordinary disciples to enter the inner sect from the outer sect, let alone such a giant immortal cultivation sect.

But now he can only take one step at a time and wait for the opportunity slowly.

"Brother Gu?"

Zhuang Yu was thinking about where to try it, but a surprised voice suddenly came from beside him.

Zhuang Yu was immediately shocked.

His spiritual consciousness has been exploring everywhere. Although it is not as sensitive as when fighting, he can still find out who has come from a distance.

Zhuang Yu frowned slightly and turned his head to the left to look.

"Brother Hu?"

Zhuang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

The next moment, his face had turned into a surprise, and he quickly walked forward.

Looking at the thin man named Hu Gongyu in front of him, Zhuang Yu didn't know what to say.

"Brother Gu, is it really you? I never thought you were back alive!"

Hu Gongyu looked complicated and looked at Zhuang Yu from time to time.

Especially when I saw the black spiritual power occasionally rolling out from Dao Zhuang Yu, I was extremely envious.

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly.

The Hu Gongyu in front of him, he found some problems with his spiritual sense.

There was no trace of spiritual power flowing in this man's body, and he could only notice that there were traces of spiritual power flowing in his body.

But at this moment, except for being stronger than ordinary mortals, he has no special nature.

"Brother Hu, you?"

Zhuang Yu asked tentatively, and Hu Gongyu on the opposite side immediately looked lonely.

"Haha, Brother Gu, you can see that after you and I were involved in the ban twenty years ago, they all scattered. I was not very lucky and my spiritual veins were completely destroyed. I am afraid that there is no possibility of practicing in this life. I don't expect Brother Gu to escape unscathed."

In Hu Gongyu's words, he was not only sad and angry, but also envy Zhuang Yu.

After all, the gap between spiritual vein cultivators and ordinary mortals is difficult to accept for a while.

"Brother Hu was joking. I am also seriously injured now. I have been in seclusion for twenty years before I could barely save my life!"

Zhuang Yu beat him up and said nothing.

Hu Gongyu, who was opposite, smiled awkwardly after hearing this.

Then he stretched out his hand and handed out a token with a black light shining under Zhuang Yu's surprised eyes.

"I'm not afraid of Brother Gu's jokes. Now I just rely on this to maintain it. This is the admission certificate for a private trade fair in Qingming Kingdom. There are often some amazing secret treasure materials trading or auctions. If Brother Gu needs it, welcome to go!"

After Hu Gongyu finished speaking, he turned his head and left with a complicated look on his face.

Zhuang Yu was stunned, looked at the mark engraved on the black token, and a strange color flashed through his eyes.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!