Thousands of miles away, it is also the morning when the rising sun hangs in the sky, quietly shining on the earth.

A quiet forest, a gurgling stream. A Taoist stands on the shore with his hands behind his back. The breeze blowing in the forest, the wild grass sways, between the fluttering clothes and silence, as if time is still.[.]

However, who can keep time? It’s only in your trance that five years have passed.

Someone sighed, his voice was light, and he slowly drifted in the wind.

In this rare quietness under the rising sun, a voice suddenly came from a distance, with a little smile, saying: "The beautiful scenery is so beautiful that it is so heart-warming. Taoist Master is really in a good mood!"

The voice was still far away when it first started, but after saying it, it had already arrived behind the Taoist. The Taoist took a deep breath and turned around. Under the sun, it was the Taoist Cangsong who colluded with the Demon Sect to rebel from Qingyun five years ago.

Standing not far behind him was the Ghost King Sect leader with a smile. For five years, he was still as handsome and majestic as ever. Especially in that vision, there was a faint light shining, which was even more dazzling than before.

Cang Song was shocked, and his calm expression changed. He then bowed and said, "The sect master's cultivation is a thousand miles a day, and I am deeply impressed."

When he first met the Ghost King, the Ghost King's practice was of course higher than him, but the difference was only one step ahead. But now it seems... a mountain of high spirits surged for no reason, I am afraid that his practice would not be lower than the middle grade of the "Tianyuan Realm" at the most!

But this effort took only five years!

The Ghost King just smiled, and Taoist Cangsong had already expected this reaction. Moreover, he had no intention of covering up.

The Demon Sect emphasizes strength as the most respected one. Although in the Qingyun battle, the four Demon Sects returned in a defeat. In particular, Yu Yangzi and San Miao died on the spot, which greatly reduced the strength of the Demon Sect.

But good fortune is hidden by misfortune, and misfortune depends on good fortune.

Nowadays, the top masters of the Demon Sect are only the Ghost King and the Ten Thousand Poison Valley Poison God. However, one of them is like the rising sun, while the other is old. Therefore, someone with a discerning eye has long pressed the treasure on the Ghost King Sect.

As for the Hehuan Sect and Changshengtang, the former was headed by Jin Ping'er, a middle and late-stage scholar, and immediately left the Hehuan Sect's main body Xiaoyaojin and hiding to the Western Daze. The latter was killed in battle because Yu Yangzi was killed and injured by the masters of the sect in Qingyun's battle, and they were completely declining in one fell swoop. The remaining sects either scattered like birds and beasts, or were absorbed into the other three sects. It can be said that the romantic clouds disperse, and it is not the case.

Therefore, after five years, the strength of the Ghost King Sect was not only not lost due to the Qingyun battle, but also grew stronger and stronger, but also brought about the unification of the Demon Sect that had not been seen in eight hundred years!

Although the "Four Spirit Blood Formation" planned by the Ghost King failed because of He Xu's disruption, the "Shistorical Book? Volume 1? General Outline" obtained from his daughter Bi Yao made him make a great progress day and night in addition to integrating the Taoism.

"The Taoist priest was praised." The Ghost King shook his head and smiled, walked to the side of the Taoist Cangsong with his hands, and smiled: "But since the battle of Qingyun five years ago, I heard that the Taoist priest has been worshipped by the Wanpo Sect and is highly respected. I wonder if I suddenly asked me to meet here today. What's the important thing? If the poisonous god senior knows this, I naturally don't care, but I'm afraid there will be many inconveniences to the Taoist priest."

Taoist Cangsong looked at the Ghost King for a long time, but the Ghost King didn't ask much, and still kept a smile and waited with a smile. After a while, Cangsong sighed: "Sect Master, you are indeed very good at comparing to people. I will not hide it from you. I will make an appointment with the Sect Master today and I have important matters to discuss."

The Ghost King said: "Please tell me, Taoist priest."

Cang Song glanced at the Ghost King and said, "Can you know that the Lord of the Wanpo Sect, the Poison God, had passed away three days ago."

Taoist Cangsong was not loud, but it was like a thunder thunder in silence. Even the character with such a determined Ghost King could not help but shake his body, his face changed drastically, and he blurted out: "What?"

Cang Song stared at the Ghost King and said, "The Poison God passed away three days ago. After his death, he left his will and passed the position of the sect leader to his youngest disciple Qin Wuyan."

The Ghost King gradually calmed down, but his eyebrows were still deep, his face was calm, but his heart was like thousands of troops rushing in, and all kinds of thoughts were stirring up.

Nowadays, the three major sects of the Demon Sect confront each other. Regardless of the yellow-haired girl in Hehuan Sect, what he feared most was the old poisonous creature of the Wandu Sect who had become a spirit. One day with him, the Ghost King Sect had almost no chance to pull the Wandu Sect from the position of the first sect of the Demon Sect. But now, this old poisonous creature that once seemed to never die died was actually dead so silently!

The Ghost King took a deep breath, his eyes returned to the face of Taoist Cangsong, and suddenly smiled and said, "The Poison God is my senior who is highly respected in the Holy Church. This unfortunate death is really sad." He said a word of condolences, but there was no sadness in his smile.

Taoist Cangsong, who was standing opposite him, also looked indifferent. Obviously, neither of these two people had any nostalgia for the dead old man.

"However," the Ghost King seemed to show a hint of caution and said, "I haven't heard of this news before I came! Although Wanpo Sect was very calm during the past three days, there was no news about it."

Taoist Cangsong smiled and said with a little disdain: "After the old man died, although he ordered Qin Wuyan to take over the position of the head of the sect, he rushed back to the other disciples who died for him together but refused to give up. He quarreled over the position of the sect leader and temporarily suppressed the old man's death. Now, except for a few worshippers including me, most of the disciples of the Wandu Sect don't know about this."

What a ghost king, he understood as soon as he heard it. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pondered for a moment and said to Taoist Cangsong: "This matter is not trivial. The Taoist priest told him to him, which shows his affection and I am very grateful."

Taoist Cangsong smiled and said, "I dare not."

The Ghost King's eyes flashed and he said, "Dao Master, do you have anything else to say, but it's okay to say it?"

Taoist Cangsong snorted and said, "The Sect Master is a heroic master with great talent and strategy. I will not go around in circles. The Wanpo Sect now has no place for me to be with me. I hope the Sect Master will remember the meeting that year and take it in to me."

The Ghost King said in surprise: "What is the Taoist priest saying? Because of such a Taoist priest, I can't even look forward to it. I have long been longing for many years. However, the Taoist priest has always been at a high position in the Wanpo Sect and is also a sect of the Holy Sect. I dare not invite him rashly. Could it be that the Taoist priest has changed after the death of the Poison God? "

Taoist Cangsong nodded and said, "The sect leader's eyes are like torches. The Poison God is indeed good to me, but Qin Wuyan has always been disagreeable with me. Moreover, this time, everyone in the Wandu Sect competes for the throne, and all the masters in the sect confront each other according to the mountain. In my opinion, even if someone can unified the Poison Sect and sit firmly, they will definitely be seriously injured. It is impossible to argue for a day."

The Ghost King laughed loudly, and his laughter was quite loud, echoing in the forest. After a moment, he stopped his smile and said seriously: "Do not worry, Qin Wuyan is a child with a yellow mouth. He doesn't know the Taoist talent. Please come to my Ghost King Sect and condescend to the position of worship. Everything is up to your heart and you should have no worries."

Taoist Cang Song looked happy and nodded, "Thank you so much for the Sect Master."

The Ghost King smiled and nodded, his eyes flashed, and said, "Since the Taoist priest and I are already a family, I will take the initiative to ask the Taoist priest. Who among the disciples of the Poison God has the most hope to inherit the position of the sect leader?"
Chapter completed!