Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 240 Mutual Computation
Inside the Hall of Demons, all the peak masters sat in turn, and Mo Yin sat at the top.

Mo Yin looked down, with a gloomy expression, and said, "I'm announcing the news that Xu Ji, the leader of Red Devil Peak, died in the core area of ​​Shiwan Dashan!"

"Dead?!" Aofeng, the owner of Tianmo Peak, frowned.

"How did he die? Why did Xu Ji run to the core area of ​​Shiwan Dashan for no reason?" Yun Qingzi, the master of Succubus Peak, also said at this time.

The fall of a peak master is not a trivial matter for a sect, what's more, the peak master of Liemo Peak died not long ago, and another peak master died, which inevitably made people panic.

Gu Qiubai sat on the seat, but did not speak. He knew that since Mo Yin summoned them, he must have made a plan, and now he was just asking for their opinions.

It's just that Mo Yin looked around and asked Gu Qiubai, "Master Gu, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Seeing this, the other peak masters also looked at Gu Qiubai, the youngest peak master of the Wanmo Sect.

In fact, they still had some complaints about Gu Qiubai as the peak master at the beginning.

Firstly, Gu Qiubai is too young, and secondly, his cultivation level is not good enough, and he is completely unworthy of the peak master position.

It's just that Gu Qiubai came to the fore after brutally killing the first genius in the sect during the competition for the position of peak master, so they couldn't say anything.

Moreover, after Gu Qiubai became the peak master, he was unusually low-key, barely showing his face, and had no conflict with them in terms of resources, so he just turned a blind eye.

Gu Qiubai was taken aback, but he didn't expect Mo Yin to ask himself directly, but he didn't hesitate, and said: "Everything is arranged by the suzerain."

He knew that even if he put forward his opinion, Mo Yin would still act according to his wishes in the end, so he might as well be a good boy now.

When he asks this, he is just showing his rights, which is also a trick commonly used by superiors.

Hearing what Gu Qiubai said, Mo Yin didn't ask further questions, and continued to ask: "What do the other peak masters think?"

Aofeng and Yun Qingzi are naturally old fritters, and they immediately said: "Everything is arranged by the suzerain."

Mo Yin nodded, with a satisfied look in his eyes, and said: "Okay, since that's the case, then let me talk about my arrangement."

After a pause, Mo Yin then said: "I deeply regret Xu Ji's death. His death will definitely be investigated to the end. However, the position of peak master should not be left vacant for too long, so I decided to leave it in January. In the end, we will officially start the battle for the peak owner in accordance with the Wanmo Peak practice!"

"This time is not the same as usual. There is no need for the peak master's recommendation. All disciples of the sect can participate in the competition, and there is no restriction on the use of treasures. Each depends on his own ability. What do you think?"

All the peak masters looked at each other, but didn't say much, after all, the suzerain seemed to be asking for their opinions, but in fact, it was just a verbal notification.

So everyone made a perfunctory speech, and this meeting came to an end.

In Gu Qiubai's peak, no one has the strength to participate in the battle of the peak master, so Gu Qiubai didn't mention it.

Three days later, when everything was arranged, Gu Qiubai left the Wanmo Sect and went straight to the Immortal Realm.

Xianyu, also known as Central China, is located in the central area of ​​the entire Xuanhuang Great World, millions of miles away from Haoran Kingdom.

Gu Qiubai had to trek across mountains and rivers, crossing several countries to the east, constantly changing the teleportation circle, and only three months later, he arrived at a place called Qingye Town.

Tens of miles away from Qingye Town, a deep mountain range stretched like a giant between the sky and the earth, exuding bursts of inexplicable might.

Gu Qiubai was wearing a blue and white robe at this time, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at the mountains in front of him lightly: "Is this the Immortal Market?"

This mountain range seems to have its own unique life, and the fluctuations it emits are very strange. It has the unique immortal energy of the fairyland, and there is a dark aura that seems to swallow people.

Two completely different breaths are mixed together, but there is no violation at all, but it makes people feel extremely natural.

"It's really strange." Gu Qiubai pursed his lips.

This Qingye town is also a place that Gu Qiubai has explored in advance. If you enter the fairy market from here, you will walk hundreds of miles eastward and there will be a Wusheng well, which can directly lead to the fairyland.

However, although the journey is only a few hundred miles long, there seems to be a ban on the sky, and ascetics who enter it can only walk on foot.

Moreover, there are many strange places and monsters along the way. With his cultivation base, it is quite difficult and dangerous to get to Wushengjing.

It was already midnight at this time, Gu Qiubai chose a random hotel in the town to stay, and planned to leave for the Fairy Market early tomorrow morning.

This Qingye town can be considered an ancient town, because of the geographical relationship, almost every household has one or two ascetics, and the cultivation level is not low, the highest even has the realm of the Nascent Soul Stage.

This made Gu Qiubai even more curious about the fairyland. Even a small town at the entrance is so powerful, how prosperous should the fairyland be?
At this time, Gu Qiubai also used the method of returning to basics to disguise his cultivation at the early stage of Yuanying. After all, it would be too strange for him to enter the fairy market at the late stage of Jindan.

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In the fairy market, in a piece of yellow sand, two ascetics wearing black cloaks and black windbreakers stood in place, and the wind and sand filled the sky and the earth, whistling gloomyly.

The two exuded strong fluctuations in spiritual power, and they were obviously two monks in the early stages of the Nascent Soul.

In front of them, lay a pitch-black scorpion several feet in size, with green blood flowing all over the ground, it was extremely ferocious.

"Brother Wang, with the shell protection of the Yellow Spring Scorpion, we will be able to get the Lihuo Banner with great confidence when the secret realm opens in a year's time!" said one of the men with a hoarse voice.

"That's natural, but you are a little wrong." Another man said.

"Which point?" the hoarse man asked suspiciously.

"It's me who gets the fire flag and not us."

As soon as the words fell, a black flame burst out from the man's hand, and suddenly blasted towards the man with a hoarse voice in front of him.

"puff--"

However, before his flames burst out, his whole body was wilted, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body knelt on the ground.

His whole body was filled with black energy, and a huge scorpion appeared behind him, as if trying to devour him, emitting bursts of sinister aura.

"Nine Yin Gu Poison, when... when!?" The man who blasted out the flames said.

The husky man looked down at the poisoned man, shook his head, and said sarcastically, "Brother Wang, let me tell you what's good about you. You're not greedy enough. We've known each other for many years. Why can't you think about it so much. "

"Brother Chen, after all, we are fellow disciples of the Netherworld Sect, please forgive me this time." The man said painfully.

"You can go on the road with peace of mind, I will get this Lihuo flag for us."

The hoarse man snapped his fingers, and the scorpion condensed with black energy behind him suddenly devoured the man in front of him.

After a while, there was only a stream of black blood left on the spot.

The hoarse man put away the storage ring, looked in front of his eyes, and disappeared in place.

On the second day, Gu Qiubai woke up from meditation and walked towards the fairy market in front of him.

(End of this chapter)