Zhuge Buliang was enveloped by a black energy. The black energy dissipated, and at this moment Zhuge Buliang changed drastically.
His thick black hair is flying, his cheeks are resolute, his stalwart body is as insurmountable as a mountain, and his tyrannical momentum makes the world tremble.
The black-haired man pointed to the void and directly deflected the Ghost King's attack.
In an instant, the void returned to silence. The majestic body of the black-haired man stood in the void, his long black hair standing on end, his eyes filled with deathly silence, looking at the Ghost King on the mountain in the distance.
"Whoa, who are you? Where are you, boy Zhuge?" Xiao Ginsengguo asked in surprise. He didn't know why Zhuge Buliang suddenly turned into such a tall man.[
On the mountain peak, the ghost king's body trembled violently, as if he had been greatly shaken.
The four masters of ghost cultivation looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they all rose into the sky and hit the black-haired man in mid-air.
"You are so presumptuous!!"
The Ghost King suddenly roared and swung his big palm, sending the four ghost cultivators flying away.
This scene actually made Xiao Ginsengguo's face look full of astonishment: "What's wrong? Why are we fighting? But if we fight well, we will kill one less person."
The black-haired man stood with his hands behind his back, his dead eyes turning, gazing at the world, like a living demon. He stepped in the air, walking towards the Ghost King step by step.
At this moment, the Ghost King lost the aura of a king, his arms were no longer behind his back, they were hanging down, and his body was shaking violently.
"Plop!"
The Ghost King knelt down facing the black-haired man and said: "Disciple pays homage to the master!"
Suddenly, both the four masters of ghost cultivation and the little ginseng fruit were stunned and froze on the spot. They didn't know what was going on. The ghost king who was so arrogant a moment ago actually knelt down in front of the black-haired man transformed by Zhuge Buliang.
He came down and said he was "Master".
"You are so brave!" the black-haired man suddenly said.
The ghost king's body trembled and he said: "Master, this disciple didn't know it was you. I just saw that boy performing the ancient martial arts secrets, so I wanted to force him to submit, capture him, and ask about the origin of the ancient martial arts secrets."
The black-haired man nodded and said, "Get up!"
The Ghost King stood up obediently, changing from his usual arrogant style, and stood there respectfully like an obedient cat.
"Why, do you still want to be mysterious in front of my master?"
"Disciple doesn't dare." The Ghost King quickly dispersed the black fog that shrouded the surroundings, revealing an extremely delicate face. His appearance turned out to be that of a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly pale face.
"Master, that one just now" the Ghost King hesitated, he really didn't know what to call Zhuge Buliang.
The black-haired man said: "He is the cauldron for nourishing my soul, and he is also the successor of my master."
The Ghost King was slightly startled and said: "This disciple is stupid and doesn't understand."[
"This person is a seven-star body, which happened to be used by me to nourish my soul. Now we are one. In order to repay his kindness in nourishing my soul, I passed on the secrets of ancient martial arts and the Eye of Death to him, but he doesn't know it yet.
That's all." The black-haired man said.
The Ghost King nodded, so that's what happened.
"Can my master's physical body be here?" the black-haired man said suddenly.
The Ghost King perked up and nodded: "Yes, ten years ago, the master's physical body came to the eighteenth level of hell for some unknown reason. I, as a disciple, stored it in the Ghost King's Palace. Moreover, there is also my mother's body."
Hearing this, the black-haired man showed a look of hesitation and nodded, "You have to preserve my master's physical body. Now my master's soul has not been raised yet, and I still need to continue to raise the soul in this person's body. Since he is my second
Your successor is your junior brother, so don’t neglect him."
"Yes, of course. Master, you and this person are one and the same. How dare I neglect you." The Ghost King lowered his head.
The black-haired man nodded, and the surging black mist surged out again. The next moment, the black-haired man disappeared and turned back into Zhuge Buliang.
The little ginseng fruit immediately rushed over, stood on Zhuge Buliang's shoulder, and said: "Boy Zhuge, are you okay?" Zhuge Buliang felt a sense of collapse, his whole body was weak, his body went limp, and he almost fell down.
The ghost king grabbed him and said, "Junior brother, please be careful."
Zhuge Buliang was stunned and froze on the spot. The young man in front of him had an aura as vast as the sea, and judging from this aura, he must be the Ghost King Xin. Unexpectedly, the Ghost King turned out to be a boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.
However, Zhuge Buliang was frightened by the Ghost King's "junior brother, old man".
In fact, the Ghost King was also confused in his heart. The person in front of him was both his junior brother and his master. He really didn't know what to call him.
"You Ghost King?" Zhuge Buliang said: "Why are you doing this to me? Don't you want to kill me?"
Zhuge Buliang didn't know anything about what happened just now. The Ghost King smiled bitterly and really didn't know how to talk about it.
However, the little ginseng fruit could hear it clearly from beginning to end and explained it to Zhuge Buliang.
When Zhuge Buliang learned the truth of the matter, he was so surprised that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear. He did not expect that his ancient martial arts secrets had such origin. Moreover, the ancient tomb that he and Yiyi explored at the beginning was actually the tomb of Master Ghost King.
And the ancient corpse that disappeared was the master of the Ghost King, and it came to the eighteenth level of hell.
"Junior brother, why did you come to the eighteenth level of hell? You must know that it is not so easy to get out of this kind of place." said the Ghost King.
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly and said: "I also accidentally entered here because of some chance encounters."
The Ghost King nodded and shouted to the four masters of ghost cultivating: "Listen, I will immediately arrange a place for my junior brother to live. I will tell you everything after my junior brother has adjusted his breathing."
The four ghosts mastered the command, and their bodies moved and disappeared from the place.
"Senior Brother, I have one more thing to ask of you." Zhuge Buliang said: "I still have two friends. They are in Sifang Town. Sifang Town is the sphere of influence of my registered disciple Wang Bawen. I hope that Senior Brother can send someone to fetch them.
.”
"Sifang Town?" Ghost King said: "Those are just some small forces. Since Wang Bawen is your apprentice, then senior brother and I are his uncle. How can I let him stay in such a small place? I
Immediately send an order to tell him to come to my Ghost King’s Highness and make him the leader of a hundred thousand ghost soldiers or something like that.”[
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly, he was worthy of being the ghost king of the area. One sentence was enough to change the identity of another little ghost cultivator.
"Brother Ghost King, I am your junior brother's friend, can I ask you a favor?" Little Ginsengguo said suddenly.
The Ghost King looked at him, his eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "You are actually the spirit of heaven and earth!"
The little ginseng fruit shook her little head and said: "Brother Ghost King, can you help me contact the Yan Queen?"
"Queen Yan!" The Ghost King looked slightly embarrassed and said, "My relationship with Queen Yan is not very harmonious, but Queen Yan also knows your news. I believe it won't be long before they take the initiative to find me."
Little Ginseng Fruit nodded: "This will be much easier to handle."
Zhuge Buliang and Ginseng Fruit were settled down. Zhuge Buliang felt that he had no strength at all, his true energy was exhausted, and he felt a sense of exhaustion.
He was arranged to adjust his breath in a secret room to recover the depleted true energy. He learned from the ghost king and the little ginseng fruit that the soul of the person who taught him the secrets of ancient martial arts was hiding in his body, but when he used to
His consciousness searched the entire body, but found nothing.
Zhuge Buliang was worried, after all, anyone who knew there was another person inside him would feel exactly the same.
Five days later, Zhuge Buliang returned to his peak state. Not only that, because he had devoured a large number of ghost cultivators in the past few days and deprived them of their cultivation, Zhuge Buliang's cultivation had improved a lot.
"Boom!"
The door of the secret room was opened, and Zhuge Buliang walked out.
"Master." A voice called out. It was Fei'er's voice, accompanied by Monkey and Wang Bawen.
"Master, people are really worried about you after you leave. Fortunately, you are okay." Fei'er came over and took Zhuge Buliang's arm with a look of intimacy on her face.
"Am I so important in your heart?" Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
"No, I'm afraid that if you die, no one will teach me the secrets of ancient martial arts." Feier said with a smile, revealing two beautiful dimples.
"Stay there!" Zhuge Buliang threw away his arm and said angrily.
"Idiot, is that Ghost King really your junior brother?" Monkey jumped up and asked.
"What do you want?"
"Quack, quack, I'm your senior brother. With this, I have an additional junior brother." Monkey said with a strange smile in pride.
Zhuge Buliang broke into a cold sweat and said: "You plagued monkey, don't talk nonsense in front of the Ghost King."
"Boss Zhuge, thank you very much. Because of your relationship, I am now the commander of one hundred thousand ghost soldiers." Wang Bawen walked up, wearing a shining black armor, and said: "And Uncle Ghost King said
Yes, he will teach me personally."
Zhuge Bu nodded and patted Wang Bawen on the shoulder.
"This boy is a talent that can be cultivated. Junior brother, please don't mind if I steal your apprenticeship." The Ghost King came out at some point and said with a chuckle, changing his majesty as a king.
"Wherever this is, my apprentice is your apprentice." Zhuge Buliang smiled.
The monkey laughed strangely: "Quack, quack, Brother Ghost King, you are here."
Zhuge Buliang quickly stopped the monkey. This guy was really a troublemaker. Looking at the Ghost King, his face didn't look very good. Being called junior brother by a monkey would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
The monkey still didn't know what the so-called strange thing was and shouted: "What are you doing to me? Now I have a second junior brother and a third junior brother."
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly in his heart, there really was nothing that could be done about this monkey. Now that the three brothers and fellow apprentices had gathered together, they might as well learn from the experience.