"Hahaha......"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Junior Brother Dong" sighed several times, sighing.

"Oh... Brother Yu, you're still enjoying me. If Uncle Gan hadn't given me the instructions, I would have been so arrogant... The disciples of the 'Ghost Sect' were so sarcastic that they couldn't beat the three sticks. I was so thirsty that they were talking so hard that they were all ummy, ahhh, so frustrated!"

"Senior Brother Yu" was obviously joking and begged repeatedly: "I know, I know, Junior Brother Dong has suffered a grievance, so I will punish myself for my brother first."

There was a burst of laughter next to him, and a monk interrupted and asked, "Junior Brother Dong, since you are inquiring about the news, have you asked?"

"How is it possible? Uncle Gan was left for too long and had no other way to make this decision. In my opinion, all kinds of retreat and recuperation are excuses, and they didn't plan to pay attention to us at all."

"It's strange, where did they get the confidence? Once the 'Fire Thunder Gate' collapsed, the 'Ghost Sect' was left alone. How could we fight against us? Is it because I still show off my face at this time? Is it because I feel life long?"

"Senior Brother Yu" said in the intercept: "That may not be possible. I heard from Senior Brother Duanmu mentioned that the 'Ghost Sect' seemed to have found a backer, so I agreed to join forces with us to clean up the 'Fire Thunder Gate'."

"Back to? Which one is it?"

"Senior Brother Yu" smacked his lips and said, "Tsk tsk... It's not clear... There are not many major sects in Zhongnan Dao, and those who can reach out are either the "Blood God Sect" or the "Yu Ling Sect". I see that Senior Brother Duanmu is also half-guessed and half-guessed, and I can't tell which one it is..."

Everyone was busy pouring wine and cloth dishes, and another male voice rang in the room, his voice hoarse and harsh.

"I didn't see that Brother Yu has always been alone and never cared about Brother Duanmu. Now that the world is changing, can you find news from him?"

"Senior Brother Yu" was a little embarrassed and coughed twice, "Cough cough... Junior Brother Yang, I won't mention the previous incident. In fact, Senior Brother Duanmu is enthusiastic and often solves his uncles and uncles. He is a role model for us, so..."

"Senior Brother Dong" saw the advantage and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yu took the initiative and slapped him. Senior Brother Duanmu was very happy and shook some inside information, right?"

"Senior Brother Yu" couldn't answer, and after punishing himself a few cups, he sighed: "Shame, ashamed, alas..."

"Junior Brother Yang" next to him couldn't stand it and came forward to rescue him: "Senior Brother Yu, don't think too much. Who is not like this? In terms of true cultivation, we are not inferior to him. But unless we can achieve the realm of Shi Debao, no one will be free from the world..."

The monks next to him started to cheer together.

“That’s, that’s…”

"Did it, do it..."

The seven disciples exchanged cups and the topic gradually became scattered. They probably got frustrated in the Black Wind Mountain. The topics they talked about basically had nothing to do with cultivation, and were mostly secular gossips.

Jing Hua could hear clearly next door that Duanmu is Duanmuzhe. "Wanjianmen" went to Heifeng Mountain to discuss the secret matter, but was left by the "Ghost Sect" for too long, and the disciples felt resentful.

The "Yougui Sect" has a backer and competes with the "Wanjian Sect". These have nothing to do with Jing Hua. According to the other party's meaning, Duanmuzhe has been working in front of the teacher for many years and will not go out easily. The situation is quite difficult.

The next room was full of talks and wine was delivered to you. The monks of the "Wanjianmen" had a happy chat and opened their minds. Gradually, some monks could not support them.

Senior Brother Yu said with his tongue: "Yang... Junior Brother Yang? Tsk, Master Dong... Junior Brother... Brother, let's... come again..."

"One...one...one...do it!"

Jing Hua's heart moved.

Instead of waiting in the city, it is better to take this opportunity to take advantage of the situation. If they wait for them to return to the "Wanjian Gate", according to Duanmuzhe's temper, they will probably stay in the sect for many years and never leave. If they want to intercept and kill, the risk will only be greater.

The monks of the "Wanjian Sect" drank a little too much and their vigilance was greatly reduced. It is not easy to enter the "Ghost Sect" in normal times, but it is different if they are mixed behind them.

In the Black Wind Mountain, the other party was familiar with each other. If you ask and check, you should relax. How could you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den? Thinking of this, Jing Hua got up to pay the bill and left the restaurant.

Senior Brother Yu drank for more than half an hour, and in the end, only two of them remained awake and could barely stand and walk. They called the man and asked him to call a big cart.

Not long after, the car stopped under the restaurant. The slow horse pulling the car was suddenly frightened and jumped several times, attracting everyone's attention.

The coachman finally managed to stop the shock of the horse and then helped the drunk monk into the carriage. The seven people were drunk and the carriage was not long after they set off, and then they lay down and snoring one after another.

The disciple of "Wanjian Sect" slept, and no one noticed the abnormality in the carriage.

Jing Hua hid under the cart, wearing a silver-white gown, which was very similar to the uniform of the "Wanjianmen". He took out the "octagonal palace lantern" and separated the space of about a foot in the corner of the wing, using it to cover his body. With his unique "breath-catching technique", he could not see any abnormalities without careful examination.

The "Octa-angle Palace Lantern" is driven by spirit stones and can distort the sight and confuse the ears and ears. If a monk pays attention to checking, it will naturally appear. Jing Hua takes a risk and bets on it, and the disciples of the "Ghost Sect" are careless and will not check on a group of annoying drunks.

The coachman had already received instructions and drove his carriage straight to Heifeng Mountain.

The people were very awe of the "Ghost Sect" and did not dare to delay at all. After about an hour, they arrived at the Heifeng Mountain Pass and were stopped by the disciples on duty.

The coachman got out of the car tremblingly and bowed from a distance.

"Dear immortals, there are the immortals from the 'Wanjianmen' in the car. They just came back from drinking in the city."

Because of his doubts, several monks of the "Wanjianmen" left before, saying that they would go to Heifeng City to "work for business". He approached the carriage and opened the car door. A strong smell of alcohol came to his face.

The two monks were half asleep and half awake. They felt that some monks were approaching and opened their squinting eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Xu...Friend Xu, there is...Friend..."

Looking at the "ugly" in the car, the disciple of the "Ghost Sect" reluctantly smiled. He turned around and said hello, signaling his fellow disciples to make way.

When facing the coachman, his face was filled with disgust and a bit of hostility in his words.

"Go and go back quickly, don't delay it in there!"

The coachman Nuonuo agreed and was about to get on the bus. "Fellow Daoist Xu" suddenly spoke and greeted another disciple.

"Junior Sister Ma, you can work hard to take the carriage to the 'Welcome House' and hand it over to fellow Taoist Duanmu."

"yes."

"Junior Sister Ma" agreed, jumped up gently, and got into the front of the carriage. The coachman had nowhere to sit, so he had to pull the horse slowly and walk into the mountain as instructed.

After a while, the cart arrived at a courtyard. "Junior Sister Ma" entered the house first, and soon several disciples of "Wanjianmen" rushed out and raised the brothers in the car to enter the wing room.

An old man was talking to the female cultivator in front of the door, looking very arrogant.

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