The morning breeze is gentle, and the evening song is rising to peace...

A light with a little warm light shone on his skin from somewhere. Lu Chen deeply felt the first feeling of comfort after sinking into the sea of ​​suffering.

Not to mention Lu Chen's forgetfulness, the key is that the countless memories filled his mind were firmly frozen in the scene after eating the exiled ruler and ate a severe injury. To say more, he remembered that there was a gray fog of light that forced the "Zhuan" and the exiled ruler to separate from each other from the opposite side, and then...

There is no more...

Lu Chen had completely forgotten what happened afterwards. It was very strange and strange. The only thing he clearly realized from the five senses besides vision was the cold and biting cold ghostly aura.

like……

The ghost energy turned into a sharp blade and pierced into his mind from the middle of his eyebrows. Then there was endless pain and the Wuliu Mansion and the soul. There was never a fear or a terrifying demon that seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and disappeared without a trace at that moment.

Then……

"Ghost..." Lu Chen sat up in a creepy state, shook his head desperately, and the short-lived ghostly face immediately turned into a green scene.

Lu Chen was clever and then saw himself lying on the cold ground, with a river beside him, turbulent sounds. When he looked at it, he was a microcosm of Cangshan in the fog, one line after another, endlessly spreading, with a sense of momentum and majesticity. The green trees held the crowns of connected trees and stretched in the same green field, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, until it was covered by fog, and it lost its trace...

"Where is this?" Lu Chen subconsciously became alert. He was supposed to be in the cloud world, so why did he get here? What is that gray light?

"Awaken?" Suddenly, the gloomy hoarse sound came from behind him, which scared Lu Chen. When he turned over and jumped up, Lu Chen jumped several feet away.

Looking back, there was an old man half a day sitting behind him. He was ugly enough. His bare head was only four or five hairs together. His old face looked like a pig's skin that could not be rotten after being rubbed thousands of times. He was covered with deep wrinkles everywhere. The old man's eyes were very small, and they were only the size of mung beans. He emitted a little green light. His skin-bone figure was wrapped in a big gray robe. He was reincarnated like a starving ghost. This was just like a starving ghost in the night. He would just look at him casually. He would be scared to be an idiot even if he was not scared to death.

Lu Chen was not too afraid. He knew that it was a ghost cultivator who came from somewhere at a glance. He could not see the old man's cultivation, but he could faintly feel a pressing momentum from his deep and dim aura. Combined with his memories before his coma, the strange appearance of the gray light, Lu Chen dared to conclude that the reason why he was unconscious must be due to this person.

"Who are you?" Lu Chen raised his head vigilantly, moved back, and took two steps before he was surprised to find that no matter how he retreated, he always kept a constant distance from the old man. "Master." Lu Chen thought to himself.

The old man narrowed his mung bean's small eyes, smiled sinisterly, and looked at Lu Chen with interest and said, "Hey, little thing, isn't it bad? I have spent a lot of effort to control the demonic energy in your soul. Tell me, who did you learn this skill from?"

Feeling that the old man was not in good intentions, Lu Chen said fiercely: "I want you to care, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Tier teeth and sharp mouths. Hum!" The old man's expression, who was still smiling just now, suddenly tightened. Before Lu Chen saw the old man's movements, he felt an extremely headache. He fell to the ground with a bang, and hummed in pain with his fist.

At this time, Lu Chen saw the old man standing up from the ground with his legs on his back, and walked a few steps to come to him. The terrifying ghostly aura was so strong that he almost couldn't breathe. The old man said, "Dog, don't be ungrateful. I have worked hard to save you from others. If I don't be grateful to me, I should also have some respect?"

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves. Lu Chen suddenly felt pain and stood up in horror. Only then did he realize that the gap between him and this old man was not an ordinary big one.

It's a world of difference...

"Who are you? I don't seem to know you?" Lu Chen was a person who didn't like to suffer losses. When the situation was not obvious, his tone was much more restrained.

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's easy to say, I'm wandering with my back, and friends in the ghost world like to respectfully call me Ghost Lord. But I don't think so. It won't take long to see that, those turtle lambs who dare to underestimate me should be called Senior Ghost Lord, hehe...hehe..."

The cold laughter of the withered swimming, the wild horses in the sun were filled with wind, and the cold air was so hot that you could tell without guessing that this was definitely not a good person.

Lu Chen looked up at the old man, turned over and sat up, and asked, "What are you looking for me?"

"Good question." The old man stood straight with his arched body, but in Lu Chen's opinion, he was only as tall as he sat, and was as short as he was.

Kuyou said, "You are lucky. I met me, and now I will become a disciple."

"Accused of a disciple?" Lu Chen was stunned again.

Kuyou's face turned cold again, and he raised his palm and pressed it on Lu Chen's head, making him unable to help but crawl on the ground, coughing two or three mouthfuls of blood before stopping.

He was severely injured by the banished ruler. Before Lu Chen's injury could recover, he was given another palm and his injury immediately worsened.

"What are you doing?" Lu Chen couldn't help but be furious, secretly annoyed that Kuyou's tricks were ruthless and had a weird personality. He tried to suppress others with a disagreement, and his heart was full of resentment.

"Okay." But Kuyou ignored Lu Chen's anger at all. Seeing him crawling on the ground, he casually grabbed Lu Chen's hand and gently slid it with his fingernails, dripping blood. Then he flipped his hands and took out a jade sign to catch it. After the blood flashed slightly, Lu Chen knew that he had recognized the master of the jade sign.

"Identity Battle Identity Card." Lu Chen's name appeared in his mind as the magic weapon for recognizing the master.

"What is this?" Lu Chen was not angry.

Kuyou stood up, walked to a big rock in the distance and sat cross-legged, and said, "From now on, you are the ninth disciple of Kuyou. After a while, go to the battlefield of Xianzhou with me to serve the master. The jade tag in your hand is the proof of participating in the battle. If you kill this card, you will get the immortal honor. After killing someone, you will understand the use of this waist tag."

Kuyou didn't give Lu Chen a chance to speak, and continued, "Yuhu, huh... this name is not good. By the way, what is your Dharma body called?"

"Ghost Pill." Lu Chen replied subconsciously, then was stunned, locking his eyebrows tighter.

"Yeah." Ku You nodded with satisfaction and said, "This name is a bit like a ghost cultivator, just use him. Also, you can quickly change into a "ghost pill". I hate two kinds of people the most, one is an immortal and the other is a demon. I don't like your demonic energy."

It turns out that after spending a long time of hard work, Lu Chen's evil spirit was regarded as a demonic energy, thinking that he was a man in the devil's way.

"I don't know how you got the second soul, and I'm not interested in it either. You just need to know that my sect is the ghost sect of the ghost realm in the Midlands. You are the ninth disciple of my family. You also have uncles, uncles, masters, and masters... and will introduce them later. Now you have to understand that you will soon participate in the battle of the Immortal Continent with me. The immortal merits you obtained must be replaced with the Dawuyou ancient immortal arts of this sect, and which type of immortality I will tell you. You will never be allowed to exchange for ancient immortal arts or other things privately. If you are disobedient, I will kill you as soon as possible after I know it."

After suffering a secret loss twice, Lu Chen also clarified his idea: First of all, this old man is a ghost king. From the tone of his words, he probably has no level 8 or level 8. He is quite a true immortal master who is eight or level 9. No wonder he can't beat him no matter what. Secondly, the old man forced himself to become a disciple, with the purpose of using himself to participate in the Battle of Laoshizi Fairy Continent, and then obtaining immortal honors to exchange for treasure books to honor this guy. It seems that his purpose is not pure, and he is not really accepting himself as his disciple. Moreover, he joined the Qiang Ghost Sect, a sect in the ghost world, and there are eight senior brothers and sisters above his head. It is estimated that like him, he is also a puppet of the old ghost.

At the moment, Lu Chen can only figure out so much, and he is not in a hurry to figure out what is going on. Now the old man is forcing himself to participate in the battle, so can he participate? Old boy, I can't run away. When the battle comes, I can't follow Master Dao all the time. Isn't it enough that Master Dao changes his face and crawls into the jade tile space?

Thinking of the jade tile space, Lu Chen felt aroused: Yes, let’s get in now, what should you do?

Thinking of this, Lu Fa was about to move, but heard Kuoyou say, "Warning you, Qian must not think about using space magic weapon to escape. I planted the Ghost King Cup Talisman for you when you were unconscious. Just think of it, even if you escape to 100,800 miles, I can still kill you."

"Damn it, I'm a big slid thing." Lu Chen raised his finger secretly, and then put it down honestly after hearing Kuyou's words. He used the Immortal Art to look inside. Sure enough, there was a half-large gray worm that was thinner than his little finger in the center of the purple palace.

Burn with fire, thunder, and freeze... Lu Chen tried several methods in the blink of an eye, but none of them worked.

Kuyou just let Lu Chen tumbling, and after a while, he laughed shrillly and said, "Dog, don't waste your time. If you don't reach the level nine ghost king's cultivation level, don't you want to shake the Ghost King's Cup Talisman. This is the last chance. Let me discover it again, and I will kill you immediately."

"No wonder this old boy is afraid. It turns out that he has already put a trap on himself." Lu Chen cried out in his heart and immediately gave up on resistance.

Hanyou smiled strangely and said, "Honestly change your appearance and wait for your senior brothers and sisters to come."

As he said that, Kuyou remembered the Kutian Box and said, "By the way, give me the box you snatched from the ring, it's mine now."

"Damn." Lu Chen was so angry that he cursed Hanyou in his heart. This guy actually robbed his apprentice's things, which was too unkind.

When it comes to the Tianqian box, this magic weapon that can seal Jin Xiu, Lu Chen had long seen that it was an item in the ghost world, and the refined materials were also a bone-made material. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart: I thought to myself, this old man wouldn't even ask Jin Xiu to go back, right?

Uneasy, Lu Chen really didn't want to take out the Kuyou box, but Kuyou's strength made him unable to compete. He could only pretend to be difficult and tossed around the jade tile space, took out all the bones of Jin Xiu, and then pretended to be safe and handed the thirty-six Kuyou box to Kuyou.

When I got it, Lu Chen was still worried and thought to himself that Qian wanted to leave Jin Xiu alone, otherwise Dao Master should work hard.

To Lu Chen's surprise, Kuyou didn't seem to know that he had Jin (8) Xiu, the best golden puppet. When he got the Tianzhan Box, Kuyou didn't ask for anything. Jin Xiu also staggeredly gathered his bones and stood up in the jade tile space.

Jin Xiu was fine, but Lu Chen still received a little comfort in his heart, for fear of being exposed. He whispered to Jin Xiu to stay in the jade tile space and not to expose his legs.

But Ku You really didn't know that Lu Chen had the best golden puppet. He rushed to Yunzhongjie later and happened to see Lu Chen following Tan Zhu into the Little Shengtian Arena, so he became interested and followed. Originally, he was here to find an outstanding disciple to gather nine people to participate in the battle to get immortal honors and pave the way for him to practice, so he only knew that Lu Chen was snatching the Tianqian, and didn't know what was installed in the Tianqian.

Holding the Kuotian Box, Kuyou was very happy. Unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains on this trip. Not only did he find a suitable candidate, but he also obtained a medium-grade and high-level magic weapon.

"Okay, this time the middle-grade and high-level magic weapon is considered to be a filial piety to your master."
Chapter completed!