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Chapter 227: Senior Brother of Ghost Hall

"Two fellow Taoists, this place is already in the Kaiyuan Star range. You can find their own sects and say goodbye first." Yu Lie completely held the mentality of completing the task. As soon as he stepped into the Kaiyuan Star realm, he immediately said goodbye and left without any thoughts of spending more than a moment with Jiang Nan.

As soon as Yu Lie left, Wei Yan's eyes narrowed, then nodded to Jiang Nan, and flew into the distance with magic weapon. Jiang Nan hesitated a little, then rushed to the distance alone.

The area of ​​extra-star space is less than one-tenth of planets such as Kaiyuan Star and Shui Xuan Star, but the number of cultivators in extra-star space is less than one percent of that of one cultivation star.

Since entering the cultivation world, Jiang Nan has not been to many places. For this reason, there are not many people who know him in the Kaiyuan Star Land. Almost all strange faces meet on the road. In the Kaiyuan Star Land, practitioners from all over the world gather together.

On Kaiyuan Star, the practitioners of various countries have hostile relationships with each other. Once they come to the extra-star space, in order to deal with the practitioners of other planets, they have to give up their grievances and form a temporary alliance.

In the Kaiyuan Alliance, cultivators from various sects gathered together based on sects. The most central part of the alliance was occupied by eight major sects such as the Ghost Spirit Sect. These eight major sects are the eight most powerful sects on the Kaiyuan Star.

These eight major sects are the Ghost Spirit Sect, Yin Zi Sect, Soul Refining Hall, Taoist Sect, Wanjian Sect, Ancient Martial Sect, Tianyue Sect, and two major families, the Ling Family in Yueyang City and the Duan Family in Dali City.

Except for the top sects of the eight major sects, the other second-rate sects can only rely on these sects. Among them, Liuyun Immortal Sect in the northwest boundary is under the ancient martial sect of the three Taoist sects.

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After Yu Lie said goodbye to Jiang Nan, he quickly rushed to the center of Kaiyuan Realm, and stepped into the territory where the Ghost Spirit Sect was located before stopping. In the territory of the Ghost Spirit Sect, in accordance with the usual style of the sect, each palace was made of bones. When he stepped into it, he always felt a gust of cold wind rushing.

Yu Lie looked cold and stepped slowly over the dry bones, and went straight to the Baibone Palace, which covers the widest area, bowed to the palace, and threw out a jade slip. After a moment, an old sound came from the palace, and the door of the Baibone Palace slowly opened.

Yu Lie stepped into the palace with a calm expression, "Gee...Gee...Gee..." The White Bone Hall was pitch black, without a trace of light. With Yu Lie's cultivation level, his visibility was less than two meters long.

"You saw him." An old voice echoed in the endless darkness, making it difficult to tell where this voice came from.

"Report to the master, I saw it." Yu Lie said slowly without expression: "Master, his cultivation is not high, he is only at the tenth level of Xuan Realm, and his body is full of yin energy, but he is far superior to that of the cultivator in the sect."

"Are you sure you are a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"

"cannot."

"Yeah, go down."

"As for orders, master."

After Yu Lie said that, he slowly walked out of the palace. From beginning to end, he did not see the appearance of the person who made an old voice.

After Yu Lie left, the White Bone Palace fell into a dead silence, and the piles of tired white bones emitted a faint white light. Under the reflection of the white light, an old man with sparse hair slowly showed his face.

The old man was less than one meter four in height, and his thin body seemed to be without flesh and blood. In his deep eye sockets, he could not see his clear pupils, as if he had been blind for many years.

"Gaga...Gaga..." The old man let out a strange laugh, echoing in the scattering of white light: "Human Soul Forbidden Banner, Nine Nether White Bone Sphur...Gaga... Isn't a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect, what other identity can he have...Gaga..."

After the strange laughter, there was another silence. After a long time, I heard a heavy sigh: "Old man Bi, what are the conspiracies for you to let Bi Qingyu enter the extra-star space..."

...

A young practitioner was experiencing an ancient tree when suddenly a cultivator rushed past his head. The young man's eyes narrowed, and the little artistic conception that he had finally realized was destroyed by the ruined palace, and his heart suddenly felt dissatisfied.

"Stop." The young man shouted coldly, almost let out a casual voice, and immediately set off a magic weapon and chased after him.

The person who passed by his head did not stop and galloped forward. The young man gritted his teeth and his magic weapon under his feet, and his speed immediately increased several times. While chasing, the young man felt that the back of the person ahead looked familiar.

"Stay." Seeing the people ahead, the young man sacred a long sword. With a 'swish...', the sword body buzzed, and the 'ding...' bounced out countless sword shadows and slashed towards the people ahead.

As the sword shadow approached, the man didn't look back, his hands were carried behind his back, his fingertips made a little trick, and with a "ding...", countless sword shadows immediately disappeared, and none of them could approach him.

Seeing this, the young man not only did not frown, but laughed happily and said, "Senior Brother Wei, it's you."

The person who was carrying his hands behind his back was Wei Yan, who parted ways with Jiang Nan. He still didn't look back and said calmly: "If you haven't seen each other for three years, your cultivation has improved a lot."

"Senior Brother Wei, I'll make you laugh." The young man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Since entering the outer space, I have made the slowest progress, and I have not yet realized any artistic conception. Just now, I..."

The young man wanted to say that he finally touched the edge of his artistic conception, but he was disturbed by you, but before he could say this, he immediately swallowed it back. After all, the two of them had a brother and had a deep relationship, so what was this little disturbance?

Unexpectedly, the young man had just swallowed the words, but Wei Yan said lightly: "You were gazing at the ancient tree just now, and you almost touched the artistic conception, but you were disturbed by me. You don't hate me."

"Uh..." The young man smiled awkwardly: "Senior Brother Wei was joking. I was staring at the ancient tree, so where could I touch the artistic conception."

"You have touched the artistic conception." Wei Yan's speech suddenly became cold, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes. The young man felt a chill on his back, imagining that the biting cold wind was blowing constantly.

"Senior brother means."

"You are touching the artistic conception, but your mind is unstable. There is still a way to go before you understand the artistic conception." Wei Yan's tone was still cold: "I will say this, so you can do it yourself."

"Senior brother means." When the young man heard this, he was so scared that cold sweat came out on his forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. His heart was unstable and forced to understand the artistic conception, he was very likely to be possessed by the devil.

Wei Yan did not continue to say it, but instead shook the magic weapon under his feet and flew towards the distance. Seeing this, the young man wiped away the sweat from his forehead and immediately followed.

"Senior Brother Wei, if you know you are here, you will be very happy, especially..." The young man's mind turned and swallowed the words he said again: "Senior Brother Wei, come on, I'll take you to see them."

"No need." Wei Yan snorted coldly, then landed in front of a mountain peak, quickly opened up a cave, turned around and said to the young man: "I'm going to start seclusion, so you can do it yourself."

After Wei Yan said that, he immediately closed the cave and fell into a state of seclusion. No movement came out. The young man stood outside the cave and thought for a long time. Finally, he said a few words to himself, sat cross-legged outside the cave and started practicing.

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Jiang Nan entered the Kaiyuan Star realm, just looking for a quiet place to practice. For this reason, he did not intend to go to any sect camp. Although he entered the extra-star space in the name of a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the various things that happened in the Ghost Spirit Sect made him not have much sense of belonging to the Ghost Spirit Sect.

For him, the one who has the deepest feelings is naturally the Liuyun Immortal Sect. In the blink of an eye, he has been away from the Liuyun Immortal Sect for many years. Today's Immortal Sect probably has changed. Jiang Nan put away all kinds of thoughts, his spiritual sense dispersed out, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wherever his spiritual sense was swept by, two practitioners were sneaking away not far behind him. Seeing that Jiang Nan's spiritual sense was swept by him, they knew that they had failed to hide, so they had to walk out in disappointment.

The two hidden men were old and young. The old had gray hair and wrinkled skin. A dead bone was hanging around his waist. The young man's face was as white as jade, but he had a skull on his hands, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, the young man immediately took a step forward and gave a deep bow: "There is Senior Brother Zhang in the Ghost Palace ahead."

Jiang Nan's eyes sank, and he quickly searched for the young man's images in his mind. Unfortunately, he was disappointed. He had no impression of the young man holding his skull with his hands. The other party could recognize him at a glance, and it was obviously a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Nan did not deny the identity of the "big brother" in the Ghost Palace. After all, this identity is quite influential in the Ghost Spirit Sect.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I am here this time to invite you to return to the base camp of the Guiling Sect and discuss important matters with several other senior brothers and sisters."

"Yes." Jiang Nan nodded, then his eyes fell on the old man. He saw that the old man did not say a word and his cultivation was indeed much better than that of the young man.

"Senior Brother Zhang, please..." The young man made a call, and the old man did move his feet and set off a magic weapon in front of him to lead the way.

Jiang Nan smiled coldly, but did not follow the guidance of the two, but flew in the other direction. Seeing this, the young man immediately turned around and stopped Jiang Nan, and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't plan to go back to the base camp."

"Whether I will go back, when will I go back? It's not your turn to ask more questions." Jiang Nan's tone became cold, and his cold eyes swept the young man, and a cold air suddenly came out, covering the young man.

The boy's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but he looked at the old man in the distance for help.

The old man with gray hair gently coughed, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Nan. He pulled out the dry bones from his waist. With a thought from his mouth, a yin energy suddenly radiated from the bones, completely forcing Jiang Nan to rush out of the cold air.
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