The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Chapter 125 The Cardinal

The full moon is scarlet.

Licking ghosts teach overseas bases.

A huge ancient castle stands on the edge of a cliff thousands of meters high.

Under the cliff is a black abyss of unknown depth. According to legend, this abyss leads directly to hell.

Ordinary members of the Ghost Licking Cult would never dare to come to this place, because it is a forbidden area.

At this time, an old man stood with his hands behind his back, staring down at the edge of the abyss.

The old man has long gray hair and looks like he should be very old, but there are almost no wrinkles on his face, like a middle-aged man of forty years old.

He stood there motionless, like a stone sculpture, until the breeze blew and the red Taoist robe swayed, it was confirmed that he was a living person.

His eyes had never blinked, and he was looking down at the abyss seriously.

There may be something under the abyss that others cannot see, but only he can see.

If Mu Chen saw this old man, he would definitely kneel down and kowtow without hesitation, because this is his master Cardinal, a giant at the peak of Dao Emperor!

Footsteps approached from far away, and a middle-aged man with yellow hair and blue eyes walked over respectfully.

"Master!"

The middle-aged man's strength is the late Taoist king, and he holds the position of archbishop in the Licking Ghost Cult. At this moment, he said a sentence in Chinese.

After finishing speaking, following the eyes of the old man, he looked down into the abyss.

Then the eyes shrank, and under the abyss, there was a huge red pupil!

The entire abyss is like the eye sockets of a person, the black ghost aura is like the white part of the eyes, and there is a human red pupil in the middle!

Is this the pupil technique that my master has been practicing!

The middle-aged man blinked, his eyes fell on the old man, and he was about to report the information he got from the Great Qin Kingdom.

Suddenly, I found that the red moon in the sky had disappeared, and there was actually a round of sun hanging in the east at this moment. The time was around seven or eight o'clock in the morning!

He swallowed forcefully, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his entire back was already soaked in sweat.

He just glanced into the abyss, did he fall for the pupil technique of this imperial giant?

Standing all night by yourself?

So scary!

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you!"

"Yes, Master! The disciple has been taught."

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully.

"Master, you are infinitely close to His Holiness!"

"Hmph! How can it be so simple!"

The old man's eyes still did not move, and he said in a vicissitudes of life:

"This old man became a Taoist king at the age of 30, and became a powerful emperor at the age of 45. Now he is 75 years old. It took him 30 years to reach the peak of the emperor rank, and he has not yet seen the path of the venerable."

"If you want to step into the realm of the venerable, it is not enough to rely on the body and understanding, but you also need strong perseverance and dedication to the Tao.

After decades of continuously condensing the power of Taoism, in addition to this, a great opportunity is needed to have the opportunity to continue to explore! "

The old man turned his back to the middle-aged man and said slowly.

The middle-aged man pricked up his ears, remembering everything in his heart.

This is the perception of a giant at the top of the imperial level. If you understand a sentence, you can benefit a lot.

"What did you come to see me for?" The old man asked at this moment.

This place is a forbidden place. He has been standing on the edge of a cliff for ten years in seclusion, and no one dares to disturb him.

My own direct disciple came to visit suddenly, could it be that something major happened to the outside world.

"Master, Junior Brother Mu Chen is dead."

"Um."

The old man responded lightly.

The moment Mu Chen was killed, he sensed it, that person seemed to want to search for Mu Chen's memory of the Licking Ghost Cult, but was stopped by the formation he triggered and hidden in Mu Chen's soul.

And Mu Chen thought he was a peerless genius, and he was proud of his talent. It was reasonable for him to leave the base and return to Daqin this time, and be beaten to death by an unborn expert.

Who made him inferior to others.

"Master, the one who killed Junior Brother Mu Chen was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old!"

"Young man!?" The old man only showed a little expression at this time.

Mu Chen obtained his inheritance of the pupil technique, and holds the killing sword in his hand, the realm of the middle stage of the Taoist king, but has the strength of the late Taoist king.

Such an existence was actually killed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. Even a giant like him who has experienced big storms is a little surprised at this moment.

But after reaching his level, he also understands that there are all kinds of beauty-retaining pills in the world. Maybe the other party is an old monster who has been practicing for many years, so it's no big deal.

"Our people have already checked. It is indeed a young man. His name is Mo Yun. He is the thirteenth elder of the Taoist sect. He is known as the young Taoist king! Before killing Junior Brother Muchen, he also killed a priest. Muchen's own grandfather." The middle-aged man continued to add.

"Young man, Dao King!"

The old man frowned slightly.

Do seventeen or eighteen-year-old Taoist kings really exist?

Zhang Tianshi, recognized as the strongest in Daqin, is himself a Taoist body, has never practiced for a day, and became a queen of Taoism at the age of 28. So far, at the age of 28, he has become an existence that genius Taoist priests look up to.

Perhaps there are occasional amazing people who can indeed become Taoist kings at the age of twenty-eight, but Taoist kings at the age of eighteen have not appeared in hundreds of years.

"Yes, master, rumors have spread in Yanjing City of Daqin that he didn't use his full strength when he fought with Junior Brother Mu Chen, and that even the ghost spell of Seizing the Eternal Life couldn't help him!"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video, and held it respectfully beside the old man.

The old man didn't turn his head, but he could still see clearly.

in the video,

It is the scene of the battle between Mo Yun and the old black mountain demon in Shanhaiguan.

But I only watched it for a second, and then I was blocked by the rushing barrage.

"Wine Sword Immortal Niubi!"

"Is this the battle between the emperors? Why did you push this Taoist boy to me! How much does this think of me?"

"Ahem, not bad, not bad, this young daoist emperor has half the strength of this old man."

"Brother in front, how many peanuts are you so drunk?"

"Special effects, special effects, definitely special effects! Watch me use professional software to destroy this fake video!"

"What a beautiful blue giant sword, it would be nice if it was smaller."

"Oh my god, it's really cracked, hundreds of thousands of small swords! Can you give me one?"

"A mere sword python dares to show off its might in front of my Great Qin Sword Dragon! Let me die!"

"Fuck, the Ghost Emperor is going to destroy the Great Wall. I don't know if the young Taoist Emperor can stand it!"

...

Seeing the old man frowning slightly, the middle-aged man hurriedly took the phone, and clicked awkwardly.

"Sau Rui, I forgot to turn off the barrage, Master, please take a look again."

Then came the final battle between Mo Yun and the Black Mountain old demon. When the big sword fell from the sky, the old man's eyes narrowed.

"Young man! Daoist Emperor!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said:

"Master, our eyeliner in Daqin speculates that the young Taoist king and the young Taoist emperor are the same person, and it is precisely because of this that he was able to kill Junior Brother Muchen so cleanly."

The old man nodded slightly, the killing sword in Mo Yun's hand was shining with golden light, so he didn't see it at first glance.

Now that the middle-aged man said it, he could see some similarities.

"A king-level powerhouse, and a ghost emperor who is proficient in spatial ghost art, defeating the opponent is easy, but killing the opponent is as difficult as climbing the sky!"

There was a smile on the corner of the old man's mouth at this moment.

"Those old guys are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests to preserve their lives. It's rare for an emperor-level powerhouse to dare to use Taoism so unscrupulously."

"Whether he is a young man or not, this person is destined to be the stepping stone for this old man to step into the Venerable! God has treated me well, and the opportunity to step into the Venerable is here!"

Having said that, there was a sudden crackling sound in the abyss.

The middle-aged man subconsciously looked inside.

The red pupils are now full of cracks.

"Thirty years ago, the old man was besieged by the three emperor-level powerhouses because he secretly practiced ghost art, and he left his hometown for thirty years!"

"Mo Yun, Daomen and other organizations, you wait for the old man! This time, the old man will bring this ghost pupil technique to everyone!"

The middle-aged man trembled slightly when he heard it, and when he looked up, the red moon rose again.

Picking up the phone and looking, the date is already late at night the next day, and there is nothing in front of him.

hiss……