"Yes, Senior Brother Head. After searching for Senior Brother Wei to no avail, I received an emergency talisman from Lan'er. I had no choice but to rush over and found that Hall Master Hong and Tu Cheng were resisting the joint attack of two little ghost generals. They were already in danger.
."
"Two ghost generals?" Ouyang De was shocked.
Yu Xin was also stunned, obviously a little suspicious: "Master Ouyang, there have been no high-level ghosts in Dongling Mountain for hundreds of years. Not to mention ghost generals, even the three evil ghosts are extremely rare. This is a place for spiritual cultivation. There are no
There is a strong Yin Qi, and now such a high-level ghost appears in your Huachen. I wonder how the leader can explain it?"
"This...?" Ouyang De didn't know how to answer.
At this time, Wei Qiyin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and sneered: "How do you want to explain, Mr. Yu? This first-level ghost general is already equivalent to a monk at the golden elixir level. Not to mention Hua Chen, even the entire foothills of Dongling Mountain
He is also a supreme being. He wants to come secretly, can we stop him? Can Mr. Yu guarantee that there are no ghost cultivators in your Dongling Sect?"
"Huh? Of course not! There are ghosts when there are people. This is the law of heaven and earth. But I can guarantee that there are no ghosts at the level of ghost generals in Donglingmen. Hehe, there are only a few Huachen Golden Core monks. They are not trying to attract some ghosts.
Will we make up the numbers in the future?"
"Master Yu, how can I say this? Do you suspect that I, Hua Chen, have secretly communicated with the ghost world? Humph!" Ouyang De said with a dark face, very unhappy.
"Oh, I don't want to think so, but you should give me a reason to explain to other sects, right?"
"You want a reason?" Wei Qiyin smiled, stretched out his hand, and a jade slip shot out, instantly floating in front of Yu Xin. "Master Yu, this is what I used when I killed two ghost generals.
Yingyin Jade Slip, you can take it back and study it to see if I, Hua Chen, have the possibility of secretly communicating with the ghost world!"
"Oh?" Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, and then he looked into the jade slip with his consciousness, and gradually a smile appeared on his face: "Junior Brother Wei is really good at it, several of them couldn't breathe, and two ghost generals were killed one after another.
You kill instantly, genius! I, the genius of Dongling Mountain, was finally born!"
"Kill the ghost general instantly?!" Xiong Zhen and Ouyang Dian looked at each other, beaming with joy.
"Alas! It's nothing, they are just imps. They are much worse than ordinary Jindan monks. If I don't take action, Elder Sikong can still kill them." Wei Qiyin said calmly.
"Yes, yes!" Ouyang De responded immediately, with a cheerful face: "Hehehe, since the ghost general has been killed, let's not dwell on this anymore. Don't forget, this is the final of Huachen's competition. Qiyin,
Hall Master Hong, it’s time for you contestants who participated in the competition to report your results so that I can rank you."
"Master, my disciple killed two ghost generals, plus fifty-three three-headed evil ghosts." Wei Qiyin replied softly.
"Okay! Although I have not set a specific reward amount for killing the ghost general, it is more than enough for one ghost general to be equivalent to a thousand three-headed evil ghosts. Qiyin was the first to come out from the north exit. In total, he will get a total of
Two thousand five hundred and fifty-three points. I wonder if a map of the core area has been drawn?" Ouyang De nodded repeatedly.
"Map of the core area?" Wei Qiyin frowned and closed his eyes. His consciousness quietly entered the sea of consciousness, looked at the sea of consciousness full of black hair, gritted his teeth, and shouted:
"Red Devil!"
"What? Miss me, the Demon King?" An old voice echoed in the sea of consciousness.
"I know you must know the situation outside. Do you have a map of the core area?"
"What a joke, this Dark Wind Valley belongs to me, do you think I own it?"
"Give me one!"
"Why?"
"Hmph! Do you want to give it to me or not?" After Wei Qiyin finished speaking, he was about to exit the sea of consciousness.
"Wait! I'll give it to you. I hope this is the beginning of our cooperation!" the old voice said hurriedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, an extra layer of black information appeared in Wei Qiyin's sea of consciousness, which was exactly the landscape of the core area.
After several breaths, while everyone was still stunned, Wei Qiyin's eyes suddenly opened, a little red light burst out, he smiled coldly, waved his hand and took out a blank jade slip, and put it on his forehead.
Yes, the jade slip's glaze is uncertain, and several layers of information are incorporated into it.
"Okay, Master! This is the topography of the core area!"
"Oh? Are you sure?" Although Ouyang De's face was calm, he was still shocked in his heart. If you can draw a map of hundreds of miles just by memory, and it only takes more than a day, then you can't describe it as a genius.
Yes.
"Confirmed! Master!" After Wei Qiyin finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.
"Okay!" Ouyang De was overjoyed. With a shake of his hand, the jade slip disappeared. Then he looked at the others: "Master Hong, where are you?"
"Hong Miao is ashamed. He only killed 108 three-headed evil spirits and did not draw a map of the core area." Hong Miao responded with cupped fists.
Yin Jinfeng thought for a while and said awkwardly: "Reporting to the leader, the disciple has killed eighty-one three-headed evil spirits and has not drawn a map of the core area..."
"Well, it makes sense. After all, we encountered a ghost general. If you foundation-building monks can come out alive, it will be considered a blessing." Ouyang De stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and turned his eyes to Le Tucheng, who was silent.
Le Tucheng lowered his head and once again explored the storage bag on his waist for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Tu Cheng tried his best and fortunately killed two hundred and thirty-nine three-headed evil spirits."
"This~?" When Hong Miao heard the number, his face that was full of lust just now turned gloomy, "Junior Brother Le, are you sure there are so many? Your master didn't give it to you, right?"
"Master Hong, the head master, Tu Cheng will not lie. My master only met me at the last moment. You all know this. To put it bluntly, even if the master is willing to give it, Tu Cheng will not accept it.
A gift from the master."
Ouyang De nodded and took a deep look at Hong Miao: "Okay, Hall Master Hong, as an elder, you have had your moments of glory. If you lose, you will lose. Don't be resentful. Besides, you lost to a rising star from Hua Chen.
You should be happy."
"...Yes, my disciple is wrong...!" Hong Miao answered with a dark face and lowered his head.
"Huh? Hall Master Hong, where is your proud disciple Sikong Lan? Why didn't you see him?" Ouyang De realized that he didn't see Sikong Lan. Sikong Lan and Le Tucheng had been competing with each other, and almost every mission was a battle for the top.
He didn't show up this time, which really surprised him.
"Master, Lan'er has been poisoned!" Hong Miao whispered.
"Poisoned?" Ouyang De turned to look at Sikong Xing.
Sikong Xing nodded slightly, with a bitter look on his face. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to say: "Lan'er was poisoned by a strange ghost poison. That Tianjiu took her to find the antidote..."
Before he finished speaking, a black vortex suddenly appeared at the north exit, and then, with a beep, a thick figure staggered out, revealing Tianjiu's figure. He held an unconscious woman in his arms, and the woman lay on her back.
She lay on his chest and hugged him tightly with both hands. Looking from the side, the woman's face was pale and her breathing was heavy. It was Sikong Lan who had been poisoned by ghosts.
"Lan'er!" Sikong Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and with just one step, he was in front of Tianjiu.
"What's wrong with Lan'er?" Sikong Xing roared through gritted teeth, looking at Tianjiu with an extremely unkind look.
"Hey, Elder Sikong, your eyes are so murderous!" Tianjiu said with a trembling smile.
"Bastard, what am I asking you? If she dies, I will drag you into the grave!"
"It's nothing! I can't die!" Tianjiu Wuming got angry and roared back. He worked hard, but in the end he still couldn't get any benefits.
"Then why is she still unconscious?" Sikong Xing's body flashed with a frightening pressure, which made Tianjiu tremble.
"How do I know? She took my antidote and has been sleeping like this. She is still dead. How about you carry it? I can't carry it anymore!" Tianjiu said angrily, and then, with his special skills
He opened Sikong Lan's fingers and put her into Sikong Xing's arms.
In the distance, Ouyang De scanned Sikong Lan with his spiritual consciousness for a long time, shook his head and smiled: "Elder Sikong, Tianjiu is right, there is no toxin in this girl's body anymore, it should have been resolved, the reason why she is comatose now, I think
It's because her Dantian was severely injured and her spiritual power was exhausted. You should take her back to Tiandu Palace to recuperate as soon as possible. You have nothing to do here."
Sikong Xing's expression changed, and he glanced at Tianjiu uneasily. Then, the silver light rose and disappeared in the eastern sky in an instant.
Tianjiu rolled his eyes at Sikong Xing's disappearing figure, clapped his hands, and came to Ouyang De angrily: "Disciple Tianjiu, I have met the master and all the masters!"
"Okay! Tianjiu, just come out! You saved an elite disciple of Hua Chen this time, and I will count on you to make a great contribution."
"Ji Da Gong? Can it be converted into points?" Tianjiu asked, blinking his eyes. He seemed to have received a lot of merit in the past, but in the end he didn't get any benefits.
"snort!"
Hong Miao snorted coldly. He has now fallen to the third position. If he is surpassed by Tianjiu, the third core disciple will not be able to play anymore.
Ouyang De was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "No! Saving people is not directly related to this competition."
"Oh~~! Then convert it into crystal stones?" Tianjiu said reluctantly.
Ouyang De's face turned gray, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he sent a message: "Tianjiu, are you finished? Do you, Master Jing, still need me to give you crystal stones? You have to make it clear that it is Sikong Xing who is embarrassing you, not
I’m Ouyang De!”
"Hey hey hey! Uncle Master, just a joke, just a joke! Look how boring you guys are standing here!" Tianjiu laughed sarcastically.
In the pavilion, Yu Xin opened his golden eyes and said with a faint smile: "This soy sauce brother, how many three-headed evil ghosts have you killed in there? Let me tell you, you, Hall Master Hong, killed
You killed one hundred and eight, and this Le Tucheng killed two hundred and thirty-nine. I have always been optimistic about you, I wonder if you can surpass them?"
"Oh? So many?!" Tianjiu's expression was stunned.
Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Tianjiu. Hong Miao's eyes were filled with a hint of madness and desire, and Wei Qiyin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, quietly opened his eyes and looked at him coldly.
Tianjiu swallowed his saliva and smiled.
"Alas! I haven't counted the exact number of disciples. There are evil spirits everywhere in Yinfeng Valley. As soon as I entered, I was chased by evil spirits. I was killed and ran away. Fortunately, the head Ouyang chose a set of Thunder Movement Techniques for the disciples. Wow! Then!
Not many evil ghosts can catch up with the speed! The three evil ghosts that were killed were all placed in this treasure bag. I guess there are about thirty or fifty of them! Uncle Master, this disciple is a little tired, so
Please help me count the points."
After Tianjiu finished speaking, he smiled slyly again and threw a treasure bag to Ouyang De.
Ouyang De's eyes flashed, and his consciousness was put into the treasure bag. After a while, he withdrew his consciousness calmly.
"Not bad, a total of seventy were killed!" Ouyang De said looking at Tianjiu. In fact, there were more than that in the bag, maybe not ten thousand, but eight thousand.
"Shh~!" Hong Miao let out a long breath and his face softened. Yu Xin was stunned and frowned. Wei Qiyin's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm and disappointment, and he closed his eyes again.
"However, there is also a jade slip map in this treasure bag, which is almost exactly the same as Qiyin's. It should be said to be the topographic map of this core area." After Ouyang De finished speaking, he slowly took out the treasure bag.
A map slip.
"Core map?!" Hong Miao muttered to himself, sitting down on the ground. Suddenly he jumped up again, pointed at Tianjiu and shouted: "God of Plague, how do you have a map of the core area? Have you entered the core area?
Really? I don’t believe it! This map must be fake!!”
"Believe it or not, the map is in the hands of the master uncle. The master also said that this map is exactly the same as the map of Uncle Wei. Are you saying that the map of Uncle Wei is also a fake? Hehe!" Tianjiu shrugged.
Shoulders, humans and animals smiled harmlessly.
Wei Qiyin's expression suddenly changed, his eyes flashed red, he stretched out his hand and took the map in front of Ouyang De, and then explored the map with his consciousness.
"That's right! This is the map of the core area! Hall Master Hong, you lose!" After Wei Qiyin finished speaking, he threw the jade slip back again and looked at Tianjiu with a more solemn look.
"Lost? Haha! Lost! I, Hong Miao, lost to a loser!!" Hong Miao was devastated.
Ouyang De looked at Hong Miao's expression, shook his head and sighed, smiled at Yu Xin, and said: "My special envoy, I made you laugh. Let's go back to the sect. The disciples are still waiting for the result of this competition!"
"Please!" Yu Xin nodded, stood up, and smiled meaningfully at Tianjiu.