"roll!"

The Venerable Purgatory shouted loudly and slapped the wall with a backhand. The walls of mahogany inlaid bricks and stones were like a big dragon. The entire wall was inlaid with extremely deep mahogany inlaid, and in a blink of an eye, they were thorned into pieces by the violent airflow.

At this moment, the curtain moved lightly, and a middle-aged scholar walked in slowly, wearing a white shirt and a green scarf, with a good appearance, and a pair of extremely small eyes destroyed their warm temperament.

"I said it and got out!"

The Venerable Purgatory didn't look back and slammed out a palm. The air flow was like a dragon, rolling in randomly. The middle-aged scholar waved his palm gently, like willow leaves floating, pulling left and right, and the violent energy suddenly turned into a breeze all over the room and dissipated with the window.

"The first chief, it's time to get angry, what's the point? If the two chief chiefs find out, they will only make them laugh. The most urgent thing is to break the deadlock."

The middle-aged scholar slowly walked to the window and looked at the cliff opposite. The rustling wind in the sky made the forest shine.

Today, there are two chief and deputy chief throne of the Ghost Sect, who are the two senior brothers of the Purgatory Venerable. In the past, the three of them were listening to the training under the Killing Wood Old Ghost Sect.

The two senior brothers of the Purgatory Venerable have mastered their merits and fortunes, and are only half a step away from the realm of Soul Sense. They also have careful not to pass on the secrets of the Ghost Sect. They have a lot of magical powers. Even the Soul Sense Ancestor dare not snatch his edge and support the great power of the Ghost Sect.

The middle-aged scholar knew that the Venerable Purgatory had always had the desire to compete with the two thrones, so he deliberately talked about the two thrones.

Sure enough, the purgatory Venerable stopped his rage and said coldly, "What situation should I break? Junior, I must not die well. However, it is not the time now, and let the child be rampant."

The middle-aged scholar turned around and said, "The head of the school must not be ignored. The child is wearing tiger skin. If he wants to clean up, he must not leave any flaws. Otherwise, he will suffer if he fails to succeed."

The Venerable Purgatory looked at the middle-aged scholar and said coldly, "If you have any way, just say it. It's time, what circle will you still be with me?"

The middle-aged scholar then ordered the Ghost Sect to be the chief yard, and Xiang was the literary courage of the Ghost Sect. This time, the Ghost Sect entered the Dragon Shou Peak, with the purgatory master as the leader and the middle-aged scholar as the assistant.

The middle-aged literary scholar said, "There are only two ways to eliminate the younger generation. One is slow and the other is fast. If it is slow, it is safe and the fast is risky. If it is slow, it is Su who will be responsible for it. If it is slow, it will be able to make achievements in ten months. Although the child is rampant, he is the leader of the small guard. If it is about power, how can he suppress me? If he only needs to urge his relationship with the Shenjing Yamen, he is afraid that he will not be able to kill a sub-100 household?"

Although Dayue values ​​the title of the Grand Prix, the major forces, especially the high-ranking families, have already had a deep infringement on the imperial system.

After all, this is a world where the strong are respected. Major sects specialize in creating the strong. In terms of invading the power of the court, it is naturally easier for ordinary people to do so.

The Ghost Sect is a seven great sect with hundreds of years of sects and a profound foundation. If you want to use the power of the officialdom and crush Xu Yi, it will naturally be difficult.

"Hmph, Junior Cuer is worth the effort of our sect?"

The Venerable Purgatory was displeased. The reason why he hated Xu Yi was not because the competition for the demon plant was unfavorable, but because the thief made him lose his huge face in front of everyone.

He insisted that Xu Yi was defeated by his own hands before he could give up. How could he be willing to use external forces to settle the matter?

The middle-aged scholar frowned slightly. He guessed that the purgatory master would definitely not allow this method, and he felt regretful. However, as the master of the plan, he had to make a great effort to plan and ponder for a moment, and said, "If you want to be fast, you can only kill someone secretly and strike with a thunder, and make sure that the strike is successful."

"This is exactly what I want!"

The Venerable Purgatory slapped the window, "I'll ask Lao Su, you plan for me. I have barely fought with the little thief. This thief has some skills, but it's hard to get into the elegant hall. The only thing that can be considered is that this thief has many armored soldiers. Once they are hunted and killed, they will inevitably alarm the armored soldiers. If they are not good, it will be a disaster."

The middle-aged literary scholar said, "For a moment, there is no good law."

The Venerable Purgatory frowned, and the middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Why are the first ones anxious? I can guarantee that there are people who are more anxious than the first ones."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice saying, "I have come to the Lord, Lord Shenzong, Lord Listen to Books, and Master Shan Buddha seeking a visit."

The sarcoma on the forehead of the Venerable Purgatory was instantly congested. The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Please come in quickly." After speaking, he quickly walked out and reminded him, "The first seat has come to the door, and he can't hide. This is not a place for guests, so let's go into the hall."

The Purgatory Venerable snorted coldly and followed closely behind.

The two entered the lobby, but they saw the three men, Shenzong of Ming Dynasty, Tingshu of Song, and Shangshan Buddha, who were all sitting and drinking.

"I wonder what you can do if you come here!"

The Venerable Purgatory was the first to speak, full of teasing, and was extremely upset.

He could not guess what these three people came from, it was just that he could not give up the demon plant.

Thinking of the three of them joining forces to protect the little thief, and now they are looking for themselves to deal with the little thief, and they really have the mother to the extreme. What a irony.

Ming Shenzong snorted coldly, "Old Song, Big Buddha, I said that people don't appreciate it. If you don't do it, you might think that someone asks him. Why should we touch the cold butt? If we lack him, we will do the same!"

The Venerable Purgatory slammed the table and stood up, "Then you come and find me!" The sound was like thunder, shaking the house ashes. Song Tingshu, who was drinking tea casually, looked at each other and put down the teacup.

The Ming Shenzong stood up long and was about to leave when the middle-aged scholar pressed him back to his seat, "Everyone, I have suffered a lot of secret losses under the thief's hands. The first seat is not in good spirits. I hope you understand. What do you mean by this? The first seat and I have known it. If the thief is not eliminated, you will not have any face. As for the belonging of the demon plant, I am willing to discuss with you."

The Venerable Purgatory and the middle-aged scribe all understood that the only ones who came here were for the demon plant.

Since such a treasure has passed, according to the tempers of these people, how can they let it go?

The reason why I came here was simply because I knew that the Ghost Sect could not let go of the little thief. It was awkward to coordinate well, and the two sides became a trap again.

"I heard that Su's Office is very resourceful and good at making decisions for a long time, and it's really satisfying."

Song Tingshu brushed a folding fan and smiled, "Purgatory, I don't say secret words in front of the wise man. We all want to get rid of it. This is to discuss how to distribute the demon plant."

The Venerable Purgatory sneered, "The Ghost Fire Dantian is gone, but the mouth is still there. Do you want me to invite Ghost Fire? Let's talk about you, etc. Whose thing is the demon plant?"

The Buddha of the Supreme Goodness gently shook his round head and clasped his hands together, "Good, good, all treasures are born in nature, and those with virtue live in it. Why should the donor of the purgatory always hold on to the false thoughts?"

The sarcoma of the purgatory trembled and snorted coldly, "I hate you the most in my life, and I want to say that the Buddha preaches is shameful and hateful!"
Chapter completed!