Xiahou Qingyuan knew that Xia Houyou was going to pass on the soul mark to him, so he immediately put his head over it and let Xia Houyou point on it.

In an instant, the scene of Xu Taiping killing Xue Nu and then being surrounded by ghosts appeared in Xiahou Qingyuan's mind.

As a descendant of the Xiahou clan of Yuheng Mountain and a disciple of the Sanhuang Dao Palace, it was naturally impossible for Xiahou Qingyuan not to see how powerful those ghosts were.

"Don't talk about you guys. Even if I and the senior brothers from Dao Palace attack together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat these ghosts."

Xiahou Qingyuan smiled bitterly.

"The problem is, a monk with your level of cultivation, like Second Brother, can't enter the Xuanhuang Tower at all."

Xia Houyou also sighed at this time.

"It must be Jiuyou's doing. That brother Shumiao alone cannot summon such a number of ghost kings."

Xiahou Qingyuan frowned.

"In this way, after passing through the ninth floor and leading to the tenth floor of Xuanhuang Tower, the road is completely blocked. Xuanhuangtian... is completely hopeless this time."

He then let out another long sigh.

The ancestors of the Xiahou family came from Xuanhuang Tower. Seeing that this homeland was about to be destroyed, he naturally felt uncomfortable.

"Yes, judging from the current situation, there is indeed no way to recover, but..."

When Xia Houyou said this, he paused, looked out the door, and then continued:

"But when we came out of the tower, Mr. Rusty Lion told us that he had a way to gather people to deal with the ghosts on the ninth floor, and asked us to wait at home."

"Does he have a way?"

Xiahou Qingyuan was startled when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"It's impossible. That's the Xuanhuang Tower there. Even if he asks his master to take action, it's useless."

"His master?"

Xiahou You, who was still thinking about something, suddenly looked at Xiahou Qingyuan and asked:

"Second brother, do you know the true identity of Mr. Rusty Lion?"

"Um."

Xiahou Qingyuan thought for a while, then finally nodded and said:

"This Rusty Lion, also known as Xu Taiping, is a disciple of the Seventh Peak of the Zhenwu Tianqing Xuan Sect."

In his opinion, the next few people would not be able to go to Xuanhuang Tower, so there was no harm in informing Xia Houyou about this.

"Zhenwu Tianqingxuanzong, isn't this a small and unpopular sect?"

Xia Houyou looked surprised.

In his opinion, with Rusty Lion's talent and cultivation, even if he does not come from the Hidden World Sect, he should at least be a disciple of one of the first-rate sects in Juemingtian or Chenglongtian.

It was completely unexpected that he actually came from a small and unknown sect.

"Yes, it is just such a disciple from a small and unpopular sect. In last year's Golden Scale Conference, he overpowered the talented disciples from the Five Directions World and became the leader of Youyuntian's Golden Scale."

Xiahou Qingyuan smiled bitterly.

When he previously confirmed the true identity of the Rusty Lion from Fairy Lingyue, he was almost the same as his younger sister Xia Houyou.

"He is still...the leader of the golden scales?!"

Xia Houyou looked horrified.

The reason why she was so surprised was naturally because of Xu Taiping's status as the leader of the Golden Scales. After all, it was unbelievable for a disciple of a small sect to win the title of Golden Scales Leader.

Secondly, the dignified leader of the Golden Scales did not use the martial arts obtained from the Golden Scale Ranking to go to various secret realms to experience, but instead entered the dangerous and unpredictable Xuanhuang Tower, which also made her very confused.

"Buzz buzz..."

At this moment, a spiritual mirror placed on Xia Houyou's desk suddenly started to tremble, and at the same time it began to emit a purple-green brilliance.

"Huh? Which world is this? Do you want to speak to the higher world?"

After taking a closer look at the purple-green light emitting from the spiritual mirror, Xiahou Qingyuan suddenly frowned.

The spiritual mirror on the table was placed here for him to communicate with the servants who served Xia Houyou. It was also a spiritual mirror that could receive messages from all directions.

However, if it were just an ordinary message, the spiritual mirror would not emit such purple-green brilliance.

Only when a certain heaven and earth transmits messages to the five heavens and earth at the same time will it emit this kind of purple-green brilliance.

"The Shangqing world is not at peace lately?"

Xiahou You asked Xiahou Qingyuan curiously.

In her opinion, being able to attract one world and one world to send messages to five worlds at the same time must be a matter of life and death.

"Except Xuanhuangtian, the other worlds should be relatively peaceful. And even in Xuanhuangtian, because you have attracted a large part of Jiuyuan's attention recently, there has been basically no major war."

Xiahou Qingyuan is best at collecting intelligence, so he has a very good understanding of the current situation in the Shangqing world.

"That's a little strange."

Xia Houyou looked at the still shining spiritual mirror on the table in surprise.

"Let's take a look and see what happened."

Xiahou Qingyuan stopped thinking about it at this time, and together with Xia Houyou, stared at the spiritual mirror on the table.

Not long after, the light from the spiritual mirror on the table dispersed, and a towering mountain peak appeared in the spiritual mirror.

Appearing together with this mountain peak, there was also a line of ancient text slowly emerging——

"Zhenwutian, the chief rudder of the Nine Prefectures."

After seeing this line of writing, both Xiahou and his sister looked surprised.

Because they didn't expect that the person shouting to the Five Directions World this time was actually Zhen Martial Heaven.

And just when the two of them were filled with confusion, a very loud voice came from the spiritual mirror——

"Three days later at noon, Xu Taiping, the disciple of Zhenwu Tianqing Xuanzong and the leader of Jinlin, will have an incident that will cause harm to the monks from all walks of life in the five directions."

"All the luck given to him by the Golden Scale List will be staked on this matter, so please don't miss it." Xiahou Qingyuan knew that Xia Houyou was going to pass on the soul mark to him, so he immediately put his head over it and let Xia Houyou point it out.

on top.

In an instant, the scene of Xu Taiping killing Xue Nu and then being surrounded by ghosts appeared in Xiahou Qingyuan's mind.

As a descendant of the Xiahou clan of Yuheng Mountain and a disciple of the Sanhuang Dao Palace, it was naturally impossible for Xiahou Qingyuan not to see how powerful those ghosts were.

"Don't talk about you guys. Even if I and the senior brothers from Dao Palace attack together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat these ghosts."

Xiahou Qingyuan smiled bitterly.

"The problem is, a monk with your level of cultivation, like Second Brother, can't enter the Xuanhuang Tower at all."

Xia Houyou also sighed at this time.

"It must be Jiuyou's doing. That brother Shumiao alone cannot summon such a number of ghost kings."

Xiahou Qingyuan frowned.

"In this way, after passing through the ninth floor and leading to the tenth floor of Xuanhuang Tower, the road is completely blocked. Xuanhuangtian... is completely hopeless this time."

He then let out another long sigh.

The ancestors of the Xiahou family came from Xuanhuang Tower. Seeing that this homeland was about to be destroyed, he naturally felt uncomfortable.

"Yes, judging from the current situation, there is indeed no way to recover, but..."

When Xia Houyou said this, he paused, looked out the door, and then continued:

"But when we came out of the tower, Mr. Rusty Lion told us that he had a way to gather people to deal with the ghosts on the ninth floor, and asked us to wait at home."

"Does he have a way?"

Xiahou Qingyuan was startled when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"It's impossible. That's the Xuanhuang Tower there. Even if he asks his master to take action, it's useless."

"His master?"

Xiahou You, who was still thinking about something, suddenly looked at Xiahou Qingyuan and asked:

"Second brother, do you know the true identity of Mr. Rusty Lion?"

"Um."

Xiahou Qingyuan thought for a while, then finally nodded and said:

"This Rusty Lion, also known as Xu Taiping, is a disciple of the Seventh Peak of the Zhenwu Tianqing Xuan Sect."

In his opinion, the next few people would not be able to go to Xuanhuang Tower, so there was no harm in informing Xia Houyou about this.

"Zhenwu Tianqingxuanzong, isn't this a small and unpopular sect?"

Xia Houyou looked surprised.

In his opinion, with Rusty Lion's talent and cultivation, even if he does not come from the Hidden World Sect, he should at least be a disciple of one of the first-rate sects in Juemingtian or Chenglongtian.
To be continued...