The singing echoed throughout the entire Haoyun Sect, and it was so mournful and long-lasting that the living were frightened to death, and the dead even came back to life and ran away carrying their coffins at night.

Powerful.

Haoyun Sect has its own secret weapon.

The sounds of ghosts and wolves howling disarmed all the disciples and forced them to stay where they were.

Disciple Jiang, who looked like a two-meter-tall strong man, knelt on the spot, covering his head. Like Monkey King who was cursed by Tang Monk, he soon rolled on the ground in pain and begged for mercy miserably.

"Master, Master, please stop reciting!"

"Where is this wild ghost yelling? Look, I'm going to take him down." Qin Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and the sword in his hand was thirsty.

Le Li shook his head in thought, "I don't know. Judging from the sound, it should be Master. Maybe he is casting a spell on his enemies again."

Every time this sound is heard, the hens of Haoyun Sect stop laying eggs, and the pigs in the pen seem to be sterilized. It is impossible for them to do shameful things or reproduce offspring.

Everyone in the sect will be in a depressed mood for several days, as if they had been drained of their energy by a sexy ghost.

After coming to this conclusion, Qin Yun hissed and took a deep breath. "Master? Are you casting a spell on Senior Brother?"

He howled the loudest, and the damage dealt to him was a critical hit.

Could it be that Master is unhappy because he was late in coming to the rescue?

Impossible, Master wouldn’t do that.

He shook his head, his face full of tenacity. "Third Junior Brother, you heard wrongly. This must be a wild ghost from the mountain that has escaped. I will kill him and defeat this great evil for the sect!"

"Hey! Die, wild ghost!" Qin Yun was carrying a big sword, full of murderous aura. As soon as he took a step forward, the voice stopped.

Come and go in a hurry.

It was... quite sudden.

This wild ghost would come every now and then, at irregular times, and there was no peace in the sect, and they still couldn't catch the ghost.

Qin Yun stiffly lowered his arms and gave a devilish smile, "Hehehe, this wild ghost is nothing special. Next time I see him, I'll beat him to pieces!"

The wild ghost master on the top of the mountain sneezed.

Tsk, he is so charming. People started thinking of him as soon as he finished singing.

Doing good deeds without leaving a name has become the norm.

Yunhe is full of confidence, and no one knows where it comes from. Others can't learn it, this... is innate.

Shen Yuzhuo, who was standing by, raised his hand and took off his earplugs. Peace returned to the world of immortal cultivation, and his ears were freed.

"Master..."

Yun He interrupted him, "I know, the letter has been delivered, and the person is on the way."

"It's just one more elder."

Shen Yuzhuo: “???”

Which one is extra?

Didn't he just want to keep Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi under his nose to prevent them from running away and being lost?

Under his puzzled gaze, Yun He pinched the corner of his clothes and said word by word, "Elder Cui Yu is coming too."

"Master... I didn't let him come." Shen Yuzhuo's forehead twitched wildly. Why let a fallen immortal into the sect? Would he be in a bad mood and send the whole sect to heaven?

Yunhe sighed deeply. It was others who took the initiative to come over, and they couldn't stop them at all.

Other people's formations were pressing on his head. The formations were mysterious and powerful, which was rare. Their sect protection formation was not good enough at all.

Naturally, the formation masters of their first-rate sect could not defeat him. Perhaps only Xiao Xiaoxiao, the formation master from the Northern Territory, who was known as the best formation master under the immortals, could fight with him.

If they didn't mainly want to send a message, their so-called strongest sect protection formation in a hundred years would have been blown to pieces by Cui Yu's formation. The two were completely not on the same level.

It is truly rare that this little-known sect hides such a powerful cultivator.

When the people arrived, they would first find out what kind of strange old monster it was. In order to prevent him from causing trouble again, Yun He resolutely sent a letter to Xiao Xiaoxiao, asking him to visit Haoyun Sect and meet the old thing.

Anyway, she is definitely not as handsome as him, but he is the face of the sect.

Yun He glanced at his little disciple.

The young man had picturesque eyebrows and eyes like dots of lacquer. The branches above his head swayed, and the breeze gently brushed through his hair, startling a few pear blossoms off his head.

The young man nodded slightly, what a good-looking face.

Slightly inferior to him.

Not bad, I’ll give you a chicken leg for dinner.

I can just bring it with me when the time comes, just to make things look presentable.

Haoyun Sect cannot lose in terms of appearance, it must stand up.

…………

Cui Yu, who was being bitten by crickets, had no idea what was going on. He just watched Yu Zhao pack up his things and wished he could move Qingcheng Mountain away.

He was not idle either, directing the blue bird to move things.

The bluebird, who had been so busy that he had lost two taels of flesh, said: "..."

Yu Zhao and Leng Quanyi packed up their things and were about to say goodbye to Cui Yu. Seeing that he was also packing up, they didn't think much of it and thought that their master was also going on a long journey.

In the corner, Xiaoji and the sneaky little green snake were fighting. Although Xiaoji was a rabbit, he had amazing fighting power and knocked one of the little green snake's fangs away.

At this moment, he is standing proudly on the back of the snake.

"Submit or not, from now on you will be my mount!"

"You stinky rabbit!" The little green snake was beaten so badly that it couldn't lift its head. Xiao Ji let out a long breath and beat it hard again, making it straighten out like chewy noodles and swing in the air, waving the little snake whip vigorously.

"You stinky snake, your breath is so foul that it's making me sick! You... I... look at me, I'm not..."

Xiaoji exhales fragrance...

The continuous foul smell from his mouth made Yu Zhao walk towards them in panic. He picked up the two little ones who were still fighting and stuffed them into Leng Quanyi's sleeves, then gave Cui Yu an awkward smile.

"Master, they're not usually like this."

Cui Yu calmly listened to the "quintessence of Chinese culture" and disagreed, because...

When he was young, he fought with others and cursed at them even dirtier than this rabbit. A person must have some dark history to be complete. He touched his nose uncomfortably.

When they boarded the sect's flying boat, Cui Yu also followed them on. Yu Zhao even thought that the master was going to give them a ride, but when they were nearing the Haoyun Sect's territory, he was still...

"Master, you don't have to see me off."

Cui Yu paused, his spotless white robe floating like a flowing cloud. "I'm not seeing you off. I'm just going with you."

After these words were spoken, the three people opposite were a little confused and looked at each other. They had only received the notice for the three of them and had never heard that there were other elders going.

Song Yulan couldn't sit still any longer and said seriously, "The various sects have only exchanged disciples over the years, not elders."

The fact that their Qingcheng Sect had any connection with the Haoyun Sect was a great honor.

"There wasn't one before." Cui Yu bent his jade-like fingers and snapped them. A letter with the Haoyun Sect emblem printed on it appeared in front of the three of them.

He chuckled and said with absolute confidence, "It's been there since the beginning of time."

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