Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 351
These three days passed, Li Wuchang did not dare to speak out about this matter, and secretly sent people to search for suspicious people in the ghost gate, but there was no clue, let alone any bad things.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Li Wuchang felt in his heart. This feeling was inexplicable, which also kept him awake day and night for three days. Even if today was his own birthday, he couldn't feel better.

"Your Majesty, all the guests have arrived, just waiting for your appearance, and the birthday banquet can begin." The Nether Ghost General quietly entered and bowed to Li Wuchang.

"Understood, I'm going out now."

His thoughts were interrupted, so Li Wuchang could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and followed the ghost general out of the study, the place of the birthday banquet in front of him.

City Lord's Mansion, Mingshui Dojo.

A large Chinese character for longevity stagnates out of the void, and the ground is paved with endless black spar. Countless ghost cultivators are in it, and all kinds of high-spirited voices are constantly coming.

Among these ghosts and gods, there are great aristocratic families at the gate of ghosts, and there are also tyrannical casual cultivators. They all attach themselves to Li Wuchang's protection. This time, Li Wuchang's ten-thousand-year birthday, he brought many precious treasures to celebrate his birthday.

"Your Majesty is here!"

A deep voice came from the void, and I saw Li Wuchang coming to the birthday banquet accompanied by the Nether Ghost General.

"I will wait to see the Palace Master, and wish the Palace Master a long life without bounds, and step into the realm of ghost saints as soon as possible."

The sound shook the void, and thousands of people celebrated their birthdays. The scene was extremely spectacular, and Li Wuchang smiled and bowed his hands to the people who celebrated the birthday, saying: "You are all ghosts and gods under the jurisdiction of the government. Today is the ten thousand year birthday of the government. If there is something wrong, please forgive me."

"Don't dare, dare not. It is my pride to guard the gate of hell for thousands of years. I also hope that you, old man, will step into the holy realm as soon as possible. This is also the pride of our monks."

Many ghost cultivators spoke out one after another, making Li Wuchang nod in greeting.

"The ghost ghost has arrived!"

"The Lihun Guizun has arrived."

"The Xuanlei Guizun has arrived."

……

Accompanied by the sound of welcoming ghost cultivators, dozens of figures entered through the door. Their bodies were covered with gloomy light, and when their eyes opened and closed, there was even a frightening soul flickering in their eyes. Let the hustle and bustle of the birthday banquet slowly subside.

"Haha."

"Sanghun Guizun laughed and said: Brother Wuchang, today is your [-]th birthday, brother has prepared a birthday gift for you, please accept it."

As the ghost ghost's words fell, the servant beside him hurriedly presented a brocade box. When the brocade box was opened, a cloudy light burst out from the box, and a shimmering ghost stick also appeared. In the eyes of birthday guests.

"Wow!"

"Impermanence Sorrowing Soul Stick?"

All kinds of uproar were heard during the birthday banquet, and the complexions of many ghost cultivators changed drastically, and the eyes that looked at the mourning ghost were even more horrified.

Looking at the things in the brocade box, Li Wuchang's expression also changed slightly. He didn't know where his good friend got the Wuchang Sorrow Stick as a gift for him. This is the standard weapon of black and white Wuchang.

Nine secluded nine domains, each domain is ruled by a Mingjun, the Mingjun will not appear in the world forever, but is comparable to the existence of a great saint, and the responsibility of managing a domain is also placed in the hands of two civil and military judges, civil and military judges Underneath are the four great ghost saints, namely bull head horse face and black and white impermanence, and under the four great ghost holy seats are the princes of each city, which is Li Wuchang's current position.

The impermanent mourning stick, which destroys people's souls and hurts people's origin, is an extremely vicious weapon, and it is also a weapon in the hands of black and white impermanence. The congratulatory gift sent by the ghost ghost is simply a hot potato. Dare to take.

"Haha."

Sanghun Guizun laughed and said: "Brother Wuchang, don't worry, brother, I am just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. This Wuchang Sanghun stick is a treasure bestowed on you by Master Bai Wuchang. It seems that Brother Wuchang will be promoted to the rank of ghost saint in a short time. When the time comes, don’t forget to support the younger brother.”

As the voice of the ghost ghost fell, everyone at the birthday banquet couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Li Wuchang could only smile helplessly, and ordered people to accept the treasure bestowed by Bai Wuchang.

"Brother Li, this is Bingning Grass. Although it is not a treasure of heaven and earth, it can help you when you are promoted to the ghost saint realm." Thanks again and again.

"Brother Wuchang, this Thunder Bead has been with me for many years, and it contains the power of Yin and Thunder to Yang, which will definitely help you become a saint." Xuan Lei Guizun had a look of heartache on his face, but he still held the Thunder Bead in his hand. As a congratulatory gift to Li Wuchang.

……

The scene was lively and there were many treasures. More than a dozen ghosts sent congratulatory gifts one by one, but these congratulatory gifts were all the treasures of the Nine Nethers, and they also made the birthday banquet ghost cultivators salivate, but no one dared to be greedy. Because they knew in their hearts that Li Wuchang was about to become a saint, otherwise these ghosts would not be so flattering to him.

The birthday banquet was opened, and the cups were exchanged, and the scene was extremely lively. At this time, a voice of scolding could be heard faintly outside the gate of the mansion. Although the voice was not very loud, the ghost cultivators present were all advanced. Listen to it naturally.

"Where did you come from, the lonely ghost, if you don't retreat quickly, if you disturb the birthday party, you will definitely be stripped of your skin and bone, and you will be sent to the black prison to suffer from the schizophrenia."

outside the gate.

The welcome ghost repaired angrily, Lu Xin was dressed in black, his appearance was unparalleled, and he always had a gentle smile on his face. in his eyes.

"Through the vicissitudes of life, time flies, I never thought that this emperor would never be born, and no one knows me now." Lu Xin pretended to sigh, his voice was mysterious and melodious.

"This emperor?"

Yingmen Guixiu looked Lu Xin up and down, with a great sarcasm on his face.

"Where did the lunatic come from? If it weren't for the palace lord's birthday banquet today, I would definitely kill you here, roll away." The ghost cultivator who greeted the door looked impatient, and walked down the steps directly, wanting to drive people away.

Before the welcome ghost cultivator came to him, Lu Xin shook his head helplessly and said, "The little Yin soldier is really rude. Even though the emperor of Fengdu and I were equals in the past, I didn't expect to be driven away by a Yin soldier today. .”

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lu Xin turned around indifferently and was about to leave, but a strange gaze flashed across his eyes, and a sound of surprise came from his ear.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the gate of the mansion, and Li Wuchang looked suspicious, and a large number of guests followed behind him, but within a few seconds, he had already appeared outside the gate of the mansion, looking at Lu Xin with an expression of astonishment. color.

(End of this chapter)