Meng Po Arrives, Night Is Coming (ticket)
In the strangely dilapidated manor.
Cao Shang, the sect master of the Nine Swords Sect, took off the mask of the Cakravarti King and heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked a little tired, but his eyes were still full of vigor. Occasionally, wisps of sharp sword qi would appear around his body, tearing through the air.
Cao Shang's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
That person had decided to make a move. Perhaps he could escape this calamity.
That was Ksitigarbha, who had almost crushed the Chief of the Commandment Yard of the Bodhi Temple in a head-on confrontation.
He was a truly important figure that he needed to look up to.
Taking a deep breath, Cao Shang put the Cakravarti King's mask into his sea of consciousness and gently pushed open the door.
"Master!"
"Sect Master!"
The disciples waiting outside the door all spoke nervously. The sect master said that he wanted to ask for help, so he locked himself in the gloomy room.
Cao Shang looked at the few talented disciples and smiled warmly. He gently stroked his long white beard,"
"There will be some truly important people coming to help. They are on their way.”
The five disciples looked at each other excitedly.
There was hope!
At the same time, doubt and anticipation rose in their hearts. Who was the real big shot mentioned by the almost invincible Nine Swords Sect Master?
How terrifyingly powerful would it be?
It was hard to imagine.
Cao Shang glanced at the five young men and women, and his expression turned serious,"
"The identity of the helpers I invited is very sensitive. If you manage to escape, you must keep quiet about this matter and never spread it.”
The few disciples were a little confused. One of the women with a plain and cold expression could not help but ask,
"Master, your identity is sensitive? What do you mean?"
The other four nodded curiously and looked at Cao Shang with wide eyes.
Cao Shang's gaze was deep and serene."
"You'll know when the time comes."
Suddenly, the strange and terrifying sobbing sound rang out in the dilapidated villa again. This time, the sobbing sound was louder and seemed to be closer.
The five young men and women couldn't help but shiver. They gathered together, as if this could alleviate the fear that had grown in the depths of their hearts.
Cao Shang's expression darkened. The sword box on his back trembled slightly, and nine different immortal swords came out of the sword box and surrounded Cao Shang, emitting a terrifying sword qi.
The bad premonition in his heart grew heavier and heavier. This villa seemed to be planning to make a move on them.
Cao Shang could only pray that Ksitigarbha and Meng Po would arrive soon.
He guessed that perhaps when the moon rose into the sky and night fell, he and the others would face death.
.......
In the vast plains, ever since the terrifying and strange villa appeared on the plains, very few people dared to step foot on the plains, afraid that they would encounter that villa and not even leave a corpse behind.
The plains stretched as far as the eye could see, overgrown with weeds. Occasionally, one or two ferocious beasts could be seen, but there was no more life.
A man wearing a mask made of bronze was strolling on the plain. Occasionally, ferocious beasts would pass by, but they would avoid him in fear.
Zheng Yuan walked slowly while refining the Gokudo Path True Meaning hidden in his spleen. There were naturally no books in the vast plains, so refining the Gokudo Path was his only way of cultivation and entertainment.
After all, he had studied hard for ten years. He was still a little unused to not reading all of a sudden.
Zheng Yuan tried to guide the Extreme True Meaning into the K ? itigarbha Mask, and a shocking scene appeared.
The Extreme True Meaning had just entered the Ksitigarbha Mask, and it immediately increased by more than 60%. Its effect was not inferior to the Black Emperor's Throne in the Qing Imperial Capital's underground palace.
Zheng Yuan was slightly shocked. He was even more certain that there must be some kind of connection between the Netherworld and the Qing Dynasty's Great Ancestor.
This connection might even be very deep.
Was it possible that the Netherworld was established by the truly invincible Great Ancestor of the Qing Dynasty?
Zheng Yuan made wild guesses in his mind. He sensed that there seemed to be a deeper connection between the Gokudo True Meaning and the Ksitigarbha Mask. However, he had no way to find out the specifics.
Zheng Yuan let out a sigh of relief and slowly withdrew the Gokudo True Meaning that was immersed in the mask into his spleen. He paused in his steps.
At this moment, the sun had already descended to the west. In about two to four hours, it would set.
There was a figure in the sky, riding the wind.
It was a man wearing a purple robe and a Yin Si Meng Po mask that emitted a cold light.
'Meng Po' slowly landed on the ground and laughed softly,"
"Brother Ksitigarbha is really in the mood to stroll on the plains and enjoy the scenery for thousands of miles.”
He and Zheng Yuan had worked together before and had a good relationship.
Zheng Yuan nodded lightly. His mask was full of dignity.
"Let's go quickly. The night is coming. Since that villa is so strange, I'm afraid that something bad will happen when the night comes.”
'Meng Po' nodded lightly. Her eyes were deep and her gaze pierced through the void. She saw the dilapidated villa a hundred miles away.
"Let's go."
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