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In the quiet bamboo forest, the moonlight shone through the bamboo leaves, casting mottled silvery white. In the moonlight, the two most outstanding young people of the younger generation stood opposite each other, about to start a bright battle.
"Be careful! Today, we will decide who is the first person after Kai Yuan! " Ji Fengming summoned the Heaven and Earth Fan, tapped her palm lightly, and started the battle. In an instant, the bamboo swayed in the wind, and the bamboo leaves fluttered. Behind her, countless green bamboo leaves floated to one place, and converged into an angry green dragon with green scales. It roared at the sky, and pounced towards Mu Zixuan!
Its eyes were filled with rage and fangs, and it possessed an awe-inspiring divine might. Everywhere it passed, the withered bamboo poles would snap like firecrackers, and the originally deathly still air was completely swept away by this azure dragon's exuberant vitality.
In the blink of an eye, the green dragon had already reached Mu Zixuan's side. Mu Zixuan was calm, as if the green dragon was nothing. With a faint smile, she said, "Actually, I was born in the Xian Tian era …"
Just one sentence, and Ji Fengming was stunned. The fierce momentum just now disappeared, and the green dragon that was about to reach Mu Zixuan's head also collapsed.
"You are the same age as me, twenty-four years old this year. Shouldn't you be born in the Kai Yuan era?" Ji Fengming was shocked.
Kai Yuan was the second era name used by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. It had been twenty-three years since he killed his old enemy, Princess Taiping. At that time, Li Longji was high-spirited, and he used this era name with the intention of 'opening a new era'. It was unknown whether it was because he sensed the new dynasty rising like the rising sun, but the world of cultivators also had a new look. The world of cultivators, which originally showed a lack of talents, had a new generation of talented people after Kai Yuan, like mushrooms after the rain. The leader of the new generation was naturally Ji Fengming, who was known as the first person after Kai Yuan era. Before Kai Yuan, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang used to use Xian Tian as his era name. Because it was abolished after only one year, it was always habitually ignored.
"So, you are older than me? It's fine that you used an alias, but you even lied about your age? "Ji Fengming said angrily as she retracted her attack.
"You can't blame me. I have a Martial Aunt who only counts her age on her birthday, as if that would make her look younger. I've been misled by her since I was young. My way of counting years is different from other people's. It was only after I discussed it with Youning that I figured out the normal way of counting years. I was born three months earlier than you, so I was indeed born in the Xiantian Era." Mu Zixuan pretended to be wronged, but she couldn't hide the ridicule in her eyes.
Ji Fengming's face darkened. "In other words …"
"That's right, I was born before the Kaiyuan era." Mu Zixuan could no longer suppress the smile on her face. She laughed out loud while admiring Ji Fengming's expression, "Haha, what do you think? I was right, wasn't I? Your hard work over these years is destined to be in vain, because you deserve the title of the first person after Kaiyuan. You even took the trouble to find me to see who is better! Hahahaha, it's really funny. Hahaha, eh, why can't I stop laughing? Birdsong, you're cursing me again. I'm going to kill you! "
"Don't you like to laugh? Seven Emotions Praxis, I'll let you laugh all you want!" Ji Fengming pinched her fingers and said angrily, but she didn't guard against Mu Zixuan's punch …
After a while, Mu Zixuan rubbed her sore chin and said seriously, "Birdsong, let's get down to business. I know you're definitely not here to fight."
"Loach, I'm here to fight. I originally wanted to confirm something with you, but now it's almost confirmed."
Mu Zixuan looked suspicious and said, "Oh? What is it? "
Ji Fengming asked back, "I heard that you exchanged a palm strike with someone from the Yin World to protect the formation. What do you think?"
Mu Zixuan restrained her expression and said solemnly, "That person's cultivation is so high that I've rarely seen it in my life. He's definitely not a nameless person. Also, his palm force was special. When I exchanged blows with him, I only felt that my True Qi was invaded by a strange force. It felt like it was polluted. I originally thought that I was poisoned, so I didn't allow others to come near and heal myself. However, I realized that I wasn't poisoned. His technique and figure don't match with the top experts in the world. The only similarity is that he's someone who died long ago … "
"Di Lingtian!" Ji Fengming continued.
"That's right," Mu Zixuan nodded, then suddenly opened her eyes and said in shock, "Could it be that Dōjin is him?"
"I can't guarantee whether it's really Di Lingtian. However, looking at the withering aura of death, he is indeed using the Heavenly Five Decay Technique. "Ji Fengming repeated what happened in the Yin World.
When Mu Zixuan heard this, he could not help but frown. "The Six Paths of Evil Destruction is really like a snake with a hundred legs. If he really is Di Lingtian, the world will be in chaos again. We must inform your master about this and let him be on guard, in case Di Lingtian takes revenge and sneak attacks on him."
"Ha, who do you think my master is?" Ji Fengming said with longing and pride, "Outside of Kunlun Mountain, there might be a few people and demons who can compete with my master. However, in Kunlun, everything is under my master's control. Standing in Kunlun, my master is unparalleled in the world! If Di Lingtian comes, he'll just die once more! "
"It's good that you're confident, but we still need to inform him. Also, we need to check Di Lingtian's burial place."
"I don't need you to remind me about that. Although I don't know how you became the master of Si Tiantai, but with Yin Wangwang dead, I'm afraid the ghosts of Hell will lose control and start to cause trouble in the Yang World. I'll have to trouble you, the master of Si Tiantai!" Ji Fengming said seriously.
Unknowingly, the sky was already turning white. Faint golden light seeped through the bamboo leaves. It was the rising sun, dispelling the long night.
Ji Fengming looked at the sky and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. It's a pity that I'm busy and can't let you treat me to a meal at Luo Yang Restaurant to congratulate you on your promotion."
Mu Zixuan smiled, "In the martial world, if I say I'll treat you to a meal next time, there won't be a next time. I don't want to bring you bad luck, so I can tell you clearly, there's no way I'll treat you!"
Ji Fengming sneered, "Stingy. No wonder Sister Youning doesn't like you. Oh right, have you seen Youning since we went our separate ways? I wonder how she's been all these years. "
Mu Zixuan's smile froze, but he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen her. She's probably sad after being rejected by me, so she's hiding and doesn't dare to see anyone."
Ji Fengming smiled in a carefree manner. "All right. It's fate that we meet by chance. We'll meet again someday. If the three of us can sit at the same table again, I'll treat you to another bowl of Green Ant Wine for Sister Youning's sake." Then, she waved her hand and said goodbye to Zuo Feiying, who had been waiting outside the bamboo forest.
"Don't worry, this day will come …" Mu Zixuan said leisurely as he watched Ji Fengming's figure disappear into the distance. There was a rare sincere smile on his face, and the warm rays of the morning sun cast a long shadow on his body.
The bamboo shadow swayed, but it was moving away from Mu Zixuan's shadow as if it was connected to Hell and the Ghost World.
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The Ghost Prison was full of broken walls. The once majestic and strict Ghost Prison was like Yin Wangliang's ambition, it was gone overnight, leaving behind only a mess.
The ghost cultivators gathered together in twos and threes, some were bandaging their wounds, and some were sighing. These ghost cultivators stayed in the Ghost City for many years, and they thought that they could return to the human world after Yin Wangliang unified the Six Realms. They wanted to see the beautiful world that they hadn't seen for a long time, but they didn't expect that their hopes would be dashed with Yin Wangliang's death.
What was more frustrating was that they had so many people on their side, but they watched the Dao Sect's people leave right in front of their eyes. Even Yue Cang Qiong who was bringing up the rear also left after the Tai Chi Gate was closed. No one dared to stop him from leaving …
At this moment, a sharp voice was heard, "Fellow cultivators, please listen to me." The voice was as unpleasant as a cat scratching at the door, but it reached everyone's ears softly, showing that the speaker's cultivation level was not low.
The ghost cultivators looked at the person, and saw that he was wearing an official hat and had white powder on his face, looking like a jester in an opera. "So it's the Purgatory Messenger? I wonder what you think? " The Purgatory Messenger and the Soul Refiner Messenger were known as the Twin Messengers. They were both old men who had followed Yin Wangliang for a hundred years, and they had prestige in the Hell Path. They were different from the Soul Refiner Messenger, who focused on torturing prisoners and neglected cultivation. The Purgatory Messenger's cultivation level was not low, and in addition to his seniority, his words carried a lot of weight in the Hell Path.
The Purgatory Emissary cleared his throat and said emotionally, "Everyone, His Majesty has passed away before he could fulfill his ambitions. All of us are like a pillar that holds up the sky, a needle that stabilizes the sea, and it's difficult for us to express our sorrow. However, although His Majesty has passed away, Ghost City is not destroyed, and the Path of Hell is still here. As the saying goes, a group of dragons without a leader will find it difficult to move an inch. This time, without His Majesty's leadership, we suffered a loss under the joint attack of the Buddhists and Daoists.
Before he finished speaking, a loud voice interrupted him, "Old Purgatory, stop beating around the bush. In the end, don't you just want to take over His Majesty's position? It's a pity that you don't know how old you are. Do you think you can take over His Majesty's throne? " The person who spoke was tall and burly, and he looked ferocious. Although he had a human body, he looked even more ferocious as an evil ghost. His name was Yin Jiuquan, and he was a relative of Yin Wangliang. Yin Wangliang thought highly of him, and had personally taught him techniques. In terms of cultivation, he might even be above the Purgatory Messenger.
The Purgatory Messenger narrowed his eyes, and said eerily, "Oh, it's Nephew Yin? From what you're saying, you think that you're big and strong enough to take up this position? "
Yin Jiuquan straightened his neck, and said bluntly, "That's right, I won't pretend. I'm His Majesty's blood relative, and I've been personally guided by His Majesty in cultivation. I can be considered his disciple. Now that His Majesty is dead, according to bloodline and inheritance, I'll take over his position. "
"Big Brother Jiuquan, well said!"
"I support Big Brother Jiuquan's succession!"
As soon as Yin Jiuquan finished speaking, many of the younger generation echoed his words. Clearly, this Yin Jiuquan wasn't as reckless as he looked. He had roped in many people in the past, and had calculated that there would be people who would support him.
The Purgatory Messenger sneered, "Do you think this is the crown prince inheriting the throne? Our Majesty is called the Ghost King, but he isn't like the human emperors who pay attention to bloodline. In the Hell Dao, the only thing that can stand firm is strength!"
Yin Jiuquan looked at the Purgatory Messenger with fighting spirit in his eyes, and stretched his wrists, saying, "I didn't finish my words just now. Let me add one more thing. According to strength, I can still take His Majesty's position!" Clearly, he was thinking of using force to decide the victory.
At this moment, another ghostly cultivator disdainfully interrupted, "You two can fight if you want, but don't forget that Prison Chief Sang Mei is here. In terms of status, she was once one of the four Prison Chiefs with His Majesty and was on equal footing. In terms of strength, the two of you together aren't a match for her. Now that His Majesty is only sending her out on a mission, if she comes back and sees that the Ghost City has changed owners, do you still expect her to bow down to you two? "Once this was said, many people agreed.
Yin Jiuquan's expression changed slightly, but the Purgatory Messenger shook his head and said, "That's why you young people are so foolish. What good did Sang Mei give you to make you speak up for her like this? You also know that she used to be on the same level as His Majesty. Then let me ask you, if you were to call someone who used to be on the same level as you, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable? Moreover, she is under His Majesty in name, but in reality, she surrendered because the Ghost City ruined her plan! "
"Ever since Di Lingtian was defeated, she changed her appearance, stole the skin of a Buddhist, and encouraged the Buddhist to invade the Qingcheng Mountain's Everlasting Taoist Temple. Why did she scheme for so many years? Isn't it because she wanted to use the treasures of the Celestial Master Path to make a comeback? But His Majesty thought the same as her, so not only did her plan become a gift for His Majesty, but she was also forced to bow down to us. She has long held a grudge against us. Now that Di Lingtian has appeared again, if we serve Prison Chief Sang as our master, she will definitely bring us to Di Lingtian to express goodwill. But think about it, although we are under the rule of the Heavenly Dao in name, we have cut off contact for the past hundred years. We only recognize His Majesty and not the Heavenly Dao Master. We didn't even participate in the battle 30 years ago. Di Lingtian's death is related to us standing by the side and not doing anything. In addition, Di Lingtian's trusted aide, the Human Path Master Yan Shiyuan, killed His Majesty personally, so he will definitely be worried that we will take revenge. If we fall into Di Lingtian's hands, won't we become cannon fodder? "
When the ghost cultivators heard this, their hair stood on end, and their expressions changed drastically. The Purgatory Messenger was very satisfied with their reactions and said, "So, in terms of closeness, Sang Mei doesn't belong to the same branch as us. She won't take care of us in the future. In terms of ability, she was also a Prison Chief in the past, but a hundred years later, when His Majesty established the Ghost City, she ended up alone. It shows how useless she is. The position of the Nether Ghost City Lord, anyone could take it, but she couldn't? Even if she comes back, we will have to think of a way to get rid of her to prevent her from taking revenge in the future! "
The Purgatory Emissary spoke with fervor and assurance. He then looked at everyone's reaction, only to find that everyone was in a daze. Even his trusted subordinates did not respond. Just as he was feeling unhappy, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him, as if it was whispering into his ear.
"That's right, Sang Mei really can't take the position of the Hell Dao Master!"
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