If Huaxia Jiu heard Han Xingkui's words, with his extremely rational character, it would be a big deal to choose to join the Ghost Sect.

After Han Xingkui sighed, he didn't wait for the others to say anything. The mammoth elephant under his feet turned into a black light and took him away. Seeing this, Xue Yue and the other four looked at each other, and left without saying a word.

Soon, more than a dozen disciples left on the square to discuss it happily.

Over the past century, Huaxia Jiu has been the first disciple received by Youming Mountain, and naturally he is also the youngest and lowest level disciple.

The Wuming lineage of the Ziyou Sect was extremely prosperous a hundred years ago, and the throne's realm was very powerful. Among the second-generation disciples, Han Xingkui, there were four people in the Dao-questioning realm, which was better than the disciples of the other six generations. The third-generation disciples are among the upper and higher in the seven generations, regardless of the number of people or the average realm.

But I never thought that the Netherworld lineage was at its peak. First, a hundred years ago, the Ziyou Sect and the Demon Soul Palace started a war for the Netherworld. The Netherworld lineage acted as the main force, and many casualties were injured. Among the second generation of disciples, four of them were killed in the Dao Realm and two were killed and injured in the battle. Three generations left their bodies, and the Demon Realm had nearly a thousand casualties, accounting for about one-third of the total number of disciples of the third generation. Although they did not hurt the foundation of the Netherworld Mountain, they were greatly damaged in vitality.

In addition, he failed to recruit a disciple within the next hundred years. To this day, the Netherworld lineage is at the bottom of the seven lineages. If it weren't for the realm of the Netherworld True Man, the realm of the Netherworld True Man, and the power of the entire Netherworld lineage, it would be difficult for others to match it except for the Netherworld True Man Ziyou. Otherwise, how could the Netherworld Mountain be as peaceful as this, and the ghost could steadily practice to the early stage of the Dao Asking Realm?

Now there are only more than one hundred disciples of the three generations of the Netherworld lineage, which is three times thinner than the other six meridians. Fortunately, most of these more than one hundred have now become out of the body stage. Unlike the other six meridians, at least one-third are still in the Carnival Realm and the Condensing Spirit Realm. Therefore, as Huaxia Jiu worships into the Netherworld Mountain, Huaxia Jiu has also become the only disciple of the Condensing Spirit Realm on the Netherworld Mountain.

On the Netherworld Mountain, from Han Xingkui and other second-generation disciples to the third-generation disciples, not only did none of them look down on Huaxia Jiu, but they also had a solemn and expectant look in the face of Huaxia Jiu. Although this is not the reason why "scarcity is precious", it also has some connection.

In fact, what caused all this is because of a sentence. After the sixth iron chain was transformed by the commander of Youming Mountain a hundred years ago, he said: "If someone can pass the test, he can ask within a hundred years and ascend within three hundred years."

Although the Master Youming is the top realm of the cultivation world today, the Ziyou Sect is only ranked ninth in the Tianyun List. It is still a big gap from the real overlord of the cultivation world and the top three sects in the Tianyun List. Therefore, the monks in the entire cultivation world may not believe it, but many of them are firmly convinced on the tens of thousands of monks in the Ziyou Sect on the left.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded in my ears, and Huaxia Jiu felt that the mountains and forests on both sides had turned into streams of lightning, and they quickly retreated in the blur, which was really lightning.

He secretly looked at the ghost beside him who was silent and guessed the speed at this time, wondering if the ghost had done his best.

Perhaps because he felt the question in Huaxia Jiu's mind, the ghost's body remained motionless and suddenly said, "Disciple! You must remember that although we monks look like immortals to the mortals, they are still like ants in this world, with limited lifespan, and at most they are stronger ants. Therefore, cultivators practice and enlightenment are like walking against the heavens. When competing with the heavens, they must not be lazy or lazy, and they must not waste their time on some common things such as rushing to the road."

When Hua Xia Jiu heard this, he looked thoughtful and replied solemnly: "What if he ascends to the Tao! Will he live with heaven and earth and live forever?"

"Hehe - Ascension to the Tao! Is this ascension really an ascension? Is it really an immortal world after ascension?" The ghost sneered, the flames in his eyes flashed sharply, and he said in a low voice.

Huaxia Jiu was stunned when he heard what Qinggui said, but before he could say anything, the ghost immediately said: "Your cultivation is too low, so it is better not to know some things, so as not to affect your mood. I will tell you later."

A big issue concerning the nature and final direction of the Heavenly Cultivation Taoism, Huaxia Jiu's Bagua Heart has long been picked up by the ghost. His heart seemed to be on fire, and his mind was moving rapidly, thinking about the meaning of the ghost's words. But with his cultivation knowledge, how could he think of the truth behind this sentence?

He originally thought that the ghost would explain it to him next, but he never thought that the ghost would not tell him on the grounds that his cultivation was too weak. This made Huaxia Jiuxin catch him like a cat, but he looked up at the sky and clearly didn't want to say anything anymore.

Seeing this, Huaxia Jiu could only temporarily press the already burning Bagua fire in his heart, and looked at the ghost and said resentfully: "The master's teachings are in mind."

When the ghost heard this, he nodded slightly, still silent.

Huaxia Jiu recalled what Yougui just said. Although he didn't know the reason, he could see that Yougui himself could not confirm the answers to the two questions he asked, and was also struggling to seek the truth.

But for some reason, he could vaguely feel that the powerful master around him was under a mountain of pressure, and he felt the urgency that he could not regard one day as two days. It seemed that he was competing with the God of Time.

Huaxia Jiu looked back at the life of this master and couldn't help but look thoughtful.

At the full speed of the ghost, the two of them arrived in front of a purple palace on the top of Netherworld Mountain in less than half an incense stick.

I don't know what material this palace was built with, it looked integrated without any flaws. And above the palace, Huaxia Jiu felt a faint sense of powerful and powerful soul aura. This soul aura filled any place in the entire palace, whether it is the steps and thresholds or bricks and tiles. It gave him the feeling that the palace itself had a soul.

The two lowered their bodies in front of the palace. Before Huaxiajiu could take a closer look at the palace, the ghost walked forward quickly.

Seeing that the two were about to step into the palace, the ghost suddenly stopped, with a respectful look on their faces, and did not move. Seeing this, Hua Xiajiu was stunned, and also had a respectful look on his face, standing next to the ghost obediently.

Nearly ten breaths, the nine Chinese nine saw the ghost's two clusters of red flames jumping rapidly. After a few more breaths, the ghost took a deep breath and said, "Your master just sent a message to him. He was in seclusion and practiced Taoism, so he disappeared. You can just kneel down to the master here."

Although Huaxia Jiu felt that the heavy expression in the ghost's words was much heavier than before, he did not dare to neglect it. After agreeing, he knelt down on the ground, knocked three heads deeply, and then slowly stood up at the latter's instructions.

The black wind blew, and the master and apprentice left the purple palace and flew down quickly.
Chapter completed!