Between the vastness of heaven and earth, the mysterious man raised his head.
A flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he wandered around, finally landing on the white tomb, and frowned slightly: "Why has luck declined so much!"
The next moment, his sleeves waved lightly.
Countless intricate characters appeared on the tombstone, changing and reorganizing, and soon turned into an entrance.
The mysterious man snorted coldly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When I looked at it carefully, the tombstone was still a tombstone, with no words on it.
The three solitary lamps in front of the monument remained calm as usual.
It was as if nothing just happened.
But underneath the cemetery is a different scene.
On a wide altar, green ghost flames lit every corner.
In a daze, the originally dark underground tomb became even more terrifying and strange.
At the head of the altar is the Zuo Envoy of Light, who is dressed in gorgeous clothes. His eyes slightly scanned the audience. These are the only remaining key disciples of the Ghost Religion today.
The leader on the left is the Venerable Bronze Bell dressed as a Taoist priest and holding a rattle. Standing behind him is the Ghost Crow Messenger He Cangwu who was appointed by the Ghost Zuo Messenger as the new Ghost Son.
On the right are Venerable Chi Lian, who looks cool and has a charming demeanor, and her disciple, the black rope messenger Jing Conngling.
There are many new faces among them.
Guangmingzuo didn't know him either, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this.
Today is the annual Ghost Fire Party.
It is one of the most grand festivals of the Ghost Cult.
Normally on this day, all the elite disciples of the Ghost Sect would gather here happily.
The whole hall was packed, and everyone wanted to come and ask for a drink.
You can't sing or dance, but you can't get drunk either.
But this year...
There were not even enough seats available, so it was a bit deserted.
When did our ghost sect reach such a state!
Alas~
With a long sigh, Guangmingzuo couldn't help but feel sad.
At this moment, the ghost flames behind him flashed with a 'bang'.
Immediately afterwards, the entire hall suddenly burst into flames!
The originally dark tomb chamber was suddenly illuminated.
As if greeting their master.
Ghost Zuo's eyes narrowed, and the next moment he felt a tall man appear next to him. His face suddenly turned pale and he was almost lying on the ground: "Welcome the leader to come out of seclusion!"
The reaction of the two venerables was also very quick, and they quickly knelt down and bowed their heads: "Welcome the leader to come out of seclusion!"
Everyone else also reacted immediately.
"Congratulations to the leader for coming out of seclusion!"
"Ghosts and ghosts will last for eternity!"
He Cangwu raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of pale eyes.
These eyes are very different from ordinary eyes. The pupil in the middle is only the size of a soybean and jumps up and down.
At this time, he had mastered the 'Ghost Eye' to a small degree, and he could clearly see the scene on the altar.
Amidst the wildly surging green flames, a very tall figure loomed.
He has a full head of messy hair, is tall and has an amazing momentum.
It was the mysterious man who emerged from the ground.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the leader of the Ghost Religion—Mu Hongye!
Mu Hongye turned his back to Ghost Zuo Envoy, but put his hands behind his back, showing no intention of letting him get up.
When the ghost Zuo envoy saw this, his heart was even more anxious now: It's over, the leader must be punished for this attitude!
During the period when the Ghost Cult leader was in retreat, the entire Ghost Cult was headed by the Ghost Zuo Envoy.
But during this period, the Ghost Sect was defeated by the Sanshou Temple several times.
The most important thing is that the sect's luck has also been affected, so that now compared with before the leader went into retreat, 30% of the luck is insufficient.
This is something he can't even hide.
I didn't dare to hesitate anymore. Just when I was about to explain, Mu Hongye raised his hand and said, "Today is the Ghost Fire Party, so don't spoil your mood."
Then he turned his head and gave Guangming Zuo Envoy a cold look.
The Left Envoy of Light couldn't help but shudder, and just stood up slightly to say yes.
Mu Hongye waved his arms, and all the green flames in the hall returned to calm as if they had heard the command.
I only heard a few "clang" sounds in my ears, and golden streams of light jumped out from the flames.
They all flew towards Mu Hongye in the middle of the altar.
Mu Hongye's tiger body trembled and he had already changed his clothes.
He slowly turned around, but he had turned into a middle-aged man dressed in black robes, showing no anger and self-respect.
Looking at the disciples who were kneeling in front of him, Mu Hongye began to mourn the ghost fire ceremony:
"Fire starts~Welcome the soul~"
"Return...return..."
…
‘Woohoo~woohoo~’
Every time Mu Hongye recited a sentence, the disciples in the audience followed suit.
There was a bit of desolation in his tone.
The Ghost Fire Festival itself is a grand gathering held by the Ghost Cult to pay homage to the dead.
Every year when it opens, the presiding officer will recite the 'Evocation Mantra'.
The purpose is to bring together the dead and the living who lost their lives for the Ghost Cult to receive the baptism of the "Ghost Fire".
At this time, the ghost leader shouted out the soul-calling curse, which instantly caused many believers to burst into tears.
Who would have thought that the largest religion in southern Xinjiang would decline so quickly?
After reciting the soul-calling spell, the entire hall was filled with a layer of sadness.
When Mu Hongye saw this, he knew that the Ghost Sect must have experienced some great changes during the two years he had been in seclusion.
Immediately, there was no feeling of being idle at all. Immediately, his body swayed, and his whole person turned into a ghostly fire and disappeared into the main hall.
After the ghost envoy made arrangements, he left in a hurry.
Soon he came to a very hidden secret room.
This secret room is not big, but it is isolated from the outside world. It is a place where the leader has secret discussions with the left and right envoys.
At this moment in the secret room, Mu Hongye had been waiting for a long time.
He had his legs crossed and a small red clay stove in front of him.
At this time, there was a teapot on the small stove, the body of the teapot reflected purple, and orange fire came out from underneath.
As the flames burst out, a white line appeared in the teapot again.
Mu Hong had no other ambitions. He just raised his hand and the tea poured down. The originally small secret room suddenly came alive with fragrance.
Even the worried ghost Zuo Shi could not help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart: "The leader..."
"I'm guilty!"
After saying that, he knelt down directly on the ground.
Mu Hongye raised his eyes slightly, revealing half of his cold eyes.
But there are actually two pupils in this half eye!
It's intimidating.
The ghost Zuo Shi shuddered, and immediately shook out everything that had happened in the past two years, like pouring beans.
"Slaying Temple?" Mu Hongye's expression became solemn after hearing this.
Of course he knows the name of Sesshou Temple.
Zen Master Huizhuo, the seventh-generation abbot of the Sasho Temple, was seriously injured at the auspicious ceremony, and then the Sasho Temple was announced to be closed.
At that time, the Ghost Cult had just been established and was secretly gathering strength.
It was during such a window period that the Ghost Cult seized the opportunity, rose rapidly, and ate up most of the forces of the Sesshou Temple in one fell swoop.
Including Duanmai Mountain and Lieguang Pavilion, they were all conquered at that time.
Two hundred years passed by in a hurry, and he originally thought that the Sesshou Temple had declined.
I didn’t expect that one day I would be able to return to the world of cultivation!