Mirroring the changes

In front of the tombstone carved from white jade, a pale candle flame burned quietly.

In this deserted wilderness, it looked particularly strange.

Huang Daxian frowned.

As one of the thirteen commanders of Wanshou Villa, he could naturally feel the difference of this tomb.

Surrounded by mountains and surrounded by yin energy.

This place is the most yin place.

And the half-white candle in front of him, the candle flame did not move at all.

The paleness was tinged with a faint green, which made people feel cold all over.

Huang Daxian gave Ye Gui a look.

Ye Gui's face changed, and he turned his head to look at the tombstone in front of him, with deep fear in his eyes.

He understood that Huang Daxian wanted him to report the news.

But this time, whether he could come out or not was uncertain.

"Senior Huang Huang... I I."

For a moment, Ye Gui hesitated.

But it was Huang Daxian's cold eyes that made him shudder.

Ye Gui finally took a step forward.

Bang, bang, bang~

After knocking on the tombstone.

A secret door appeared, and Ye Gui jumped directly into it, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the underground.

Looking at the huge underground tomb, he suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

As the personal bodyguard of the leader, Ye Gui had a smooth journey.

Finally, in the central tomb, he met the leader of the Ghost Cult, Mu Hongye.

As soon as they met, Ye Gui knelt on the ground with a "thump": "Please punish me, leader!"

Mu Hongye was originally meditating, and after hearing the voice, he slightly opened his eyes: "Hmm? Stand up and talk first."

Ye Gui was not stupid, he did not really stand up, but just bowed his head and told the experience again.

First he was caught by the people of the Killing Temple, and then by the people of Wanshou Villa.

He even brought the people of Wanshou Villa to the door.

Mu Hongye's eyes were cold.

His original plan was to keep the Ghost Cult out of it.

But he didn't expect that now, Ye Gui's identity was exposed.

Not only the Killing Temple, but also the Longevity Villa already knew about it.

His overall plan was aborted.

And all the problems were with the disciple in front of him.

Mu Hongye always treated his disciples with both kindness and severity.

When it was time to reward, he was never stingy.

When it was time to punish, he was never soft-handed.

If it was in the past, Ye Gui should have died eight hundred times.

But now he can't die.

Because Ye Gui is now the link between Longevity Villa and Ghost Cult.

If he rashly killed Ye Gui, it would release full of malice to Longevity Villa.

Originally, he asked Ye Gui to design for Huang Daxian in order to lure him into the game.

Intensify the conflict between Longevity Villa and Killing Temple.

Unexpectedly, the people of Longevity Villa actually noticed the clues.

In this way, not only could he not stay out of it, but he also became the enemy of Longevity Villa.

At least Huang Daxian would not regard him as a friend.

So why did he come to him now?

Mu Hongye was thinking silently, and suddenly his eyes lit up: cooperation!

Only in this way did he not tear his face directly.

In this case, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, just as he wanted.

"Please come in, Commander Huang."

Ye Gui knew the character of the leader, and originally thought that he would die on this trip.

So he knelt on the ground and trembled, sweating like rain.

But he didn't expect Mu Hongye's words to take a big turn.

Ye Gui was stunned for a moment before he reacted and hurriedly ran out of the cemetery.

In just a cup of tea, he brought a tall and thin man to the underground.

Huang Daxian looked around the luxurious underground tomb.

He never thought that it looked like a small grave from the outside.

Who knew that there was a magnificent palace inside.

"I have heard of you for a long time~"

The sudden voice made Huang Daxian look startled.

Although the other party had not yet introduced himself, Huang Daxian had already determined that he must be the leader of the Ghost Cult.

The man in front of him was eight feet tall, with a wide mouth and a square nose. Just looking at him from a distance, he had a heroic spirit.

In terms of demeanor, he was probably not inferior to the master of the manor.

"I've heard of you for a long time~"

"Huang Rui greets Master Mu."

Huang Daxian bowed slightly.

But he was not impolite.

For the Ghost Cult, Wanshou Villa is really a behemoth.

Wanshou Villa, one of the three holy places of the demon clan, is not comparable to the Ghost Cult in terms of heritage, resources, and reputation.

As one of the thirteen leaders of Wanshou Villa, Huang Daxian only bowed slightly at this moment, but he was already very respectful.

In contrast, Mu Hongye bowed to greet him, which complemented each other.

The first time the two met, they each released goodwill.

This shows that the two of them had the image of cooperation.

The two stood up and looked at each other, and all kinds of thoughts came to their minds.

Huang Daxian looked relaxed, but he was melancholy inside.

This time, Wanshou Villa raided the Killing Temple, not only to avenge the previous humiliation, but also because it was difficult to get off the tiger.

The demon clan and the Killing Temple had been entangled for thousands of years.

The three holy places of the demon clan had promised in advance: whoever can break the seal of the Killing Forest and rescue the demon clan bloodline in it can become the new emperor of the demon clan.

Wanshou Villa had long been eyeing the position of the new emperor, so it tried to seize the Killing Temple several times.

They originally thought that the Killing Temple had been in decline for thousands of years, and the temple had been closed for nearly two hundred years, and it had already reached the point of exhaustion.

But they did not expect that the old temple would be revived, and a Buddhist master who established a sect would emerge.

Two attacks, two failures.

Not only did they fail to take down the Killing Forest, but the two owners of Wanshou Villa were arrested and their reputation was ruined.

As a result, they urgently needed a victory to consolidate the position of Wanshou Villa.

So this time, the second and third owners were sent directly to take down the Killing Temple.

However, after a long journey and being isolated and helpless, the difficulties faced by Wanshou Villa were far more than imagined.

This was also the reason why the third owner He Feiyu sent Huang Daxian here.

They went south in a big way to show their determination, and now was the best time to gather allies.

On the other hand, Mu Hongye naturally had his own little tricks.

The Ghost Cult had suffered from the Killing Temple for a long time.

During his retreat, he did not expect that the Ghost Cult, which was originally in an absolute position in the southern border, would decline to such a state.

In terms of losses, it was even greater than that of Wanshou Villa.

Two of the four great commanders were gone.

The fortune of the Holy Church was left with 20%.

The most important thing was the reputation he had worked hard to build for hundreds of years.

In just a few years, everything was wasted.

It was clear that the Ghost Cult wanted to rise again, but there was little hope.

However, the hope was slim, not that there was no chance.

For example, there was one right in front of us.

The seventh-generation abbot of the Killing Temple, Master Huizhuo, once commented on Mu Hongye.

He was a man of great talent and strategy, and a hero.

And Mu Hongye did not disappoint Master Huizhuo.

He was even better than him.

South Xinjiang?

It was just the place where he made his mark.

What he pursued was the farther north.

Not in the eight wastelands, not in the nine states, but in the world.

Originally, he thought that he would have no hope in this life.

But he did not expect that this opportunity would be right in front of him.

Killing Temple? Haha.

Wanshou Villa? Haha.

They were all just pawns.

PS: Thank you for the 24 monthly tickets from the great guy Liao Liao Ru Fan. This is the first time I have seen so many. Unfortunately, I am not well educated, so I can only say, "Fuck, this is awesome."

I am so sorry. I had a small gathering last night, and I seem to have a stomachache. I really can't write at night. I hope all the book friends will forgive me.