Chapter 126 Han Sigu. (The Third Change! Beg for the First Order!)

Pei Ling turned a deaf ear to it, even at the expense of spiritual power, the escape speed suddenly accelerated! However, just now, when he made a move, he felt as if he was locked by something, his heart was in crisis, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!

His complexion changed slightly, he exchanged a glance with Lu Luqiang, stopped in his tracks, and said in a deep voice, "I am a disciple of the outer sect of the Holy Sect, Zheng Jingshan. May I ask that your Excellency is also a disciple of the Holy Sect?"

"Zheng Jingshan..." The voice in the ancient well seemed to ponder for a moment, and then said immediately, "The cultivation base is a little low, but the talent is good, and you are qualified to see me."

While speaking, the surrounding wind suddenly blew up, and in the ancient well, there was first a sound of gurgling water, and then it was surging, like a stormy sea.

Suddenly, the sound of water rushed towards the mouth of the well!

It's just that in sight, what gushes out from the mouth of the well is not water, but dense black silk.

Between the blue hair, a pair of eyes full of resentment stared at Pei Ling.

Pei Ling frowned slightly, but saw many black hairs gathered together suddenly, and a woman with messy long hair appeared on the spot.

This woman has a graceful figure, her red clothes are like blood, and her feet are bare, revealing her snow-white jade feet.

Her entire face was covered by messy hair, she couldn't see her face clearly, and said sadly: "Master, please."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the well to appease the guests.

The woman in red described that although she looked weirdly embarrassed, her aura was extremely powerful.

Looking over, Pei Ling and Lu Luqiang were instinctively awed by it. They didn't dare to refuse, so they could only bite the bullet, walked to the side of the well, and jumped down.

Originally, they thought they would fall into the water, but after falling for a while, a blur suddenly appeared in front of them, and the two of them appeared in a vibrant garden.

The garden is lush with vegetation, and there is a small pond in the corner. There are several clusters of water lilies floating on the pond, and there are flower stands on it, covered with pink roses. The roses are in full bloom, spilling petals all over the pond. It's not interesting to look at it.

Under the corridor not far away, there is a soft couch.

On the back is a 20-fold engraved figure landscape inlaid with night pearl marble screens, and on both sides are small tables, plum vases, begonia-style green gauze palace lanterns and other furnishings.

There are two tail feathers of unknown birds stuck in the vase, they are shining brightly and dazzlingly in the ashes of the eyes.

On the soft couch, a monk in a black robe was sitting upright.

Countless red silk threads protruded from the void, entangled his whole body.

It is loosely tied in a bun, with a bamboo jade hairpin inserted horizontally, with a thin and stern face and sharp eyes.

"Senior Brother Han Sigu?!" Seeing him, Lu Luqiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and she exclaimed.

Pei Ling was startled when he heard this. He had heard of Han Sigu's name on the way here. He was the first genius of the Han family in a hundred years, and was also the number one genius disciple in the outer sect of the Holy Sect ten years ago.

It was just ten years ago that he disappeared because he was looking for the method of building the foundation of the heavenly way, but he didn't expect that the other party not only didn't die, but also returned to the Han family at some point!

Han Sigu turned a deaf ear to Lu Luqiang's shock, only looked at Pei Ling, and said slowly: "With your age and heart, foundation building is only a matter of time. It's just that although humane foundation building is the simplest, for you, But it is self-destructive; building the foundation of the tunnel is also reckless; only the foundation of the heaven can fully realize your potential and give you the qualification to continue climbing the road in the future."

"They are all disciples of the Holy Sect, so I won't say much about the high-sounding words."

"You do one thing for me, and I will teach you the method of building the foundation of heaven!"

Lu Luqiang was still in shock at first, but her eyes lit up when she heard the words.

Pei Ling frowned slightly. The Han Clan Villa does have a foundation-building method of the Dao of Heaven, but it is in the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.

The place was so dangerous that even Zhang Shuo, who was on the ninth floor of qi training, was dragged into the bead curtain without any resistance, so he didn't dare to approach it rashly.

He was thinking about how to get out, but Lu Luqiang had already asked: "Senior Brother Han, did you really take the opportunity to build the foundation of the Heavenly Dao in Wanfeihai ten years ago?"

"But, since you have already returned to the Han family, why did the Han family still destroy the family?"

"Besides, Senior Brother Han is in Gujing, why did he attack his fellow disciples?"

Han Sigu glanced at Lu Luqiang coldly, and asked calmly, "When did the Holy Sect have a rule that disciples of the same sect must work together?"

Lu Luqiang was suddenly at a loss for words.

Of course she wasn't really stupid, she just wanted to test Han Sigu's tone.

But I didn't expect this senior brother to be so straightforward.

Han Sigu ignored her, and then said: "Back then, there were many celestial beings fighting for the top in the sea of ​​thousands of birds. Although I was lucky enough to win, I was also seriously injured! I practiced the Blood River swordsmanship, and if I want to recover, there is nothing better than a monk's essence, blood, and soul. Good supplement!"

"The friendship of the same sect is a joke in the holy sect!"

"I don't kill you now, just because you can do things for me!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling felt certain, indeed, in this sect of the underworld, fellowship is of little importance, and the most reliable thing is profit.

As long as Han Sigu needs them, they will not be in danger for the time being.

He immediately asked: "Senior Brother Han, I wonder what you want us to do?"

Han Sigu sneered slightly: "The way of heaven and the foundation of the law, cursed ghosts fight for the way, I want you to help me go to the Han family's treasury and find my natal flying sword, the Blood River Sword!"

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At the same time, Han's ancestral hall.

The gray world behind the bead curtain.

All the scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of obscurity, except for the red silk thread wrapped around Han Sigu's body, which was so vivid.

The atmosphere seemed stagnant.

"Since brother needs me to take action, I don't know why the first four batches of the same sect are all buried here?" Tang Nanzhai asked in a deep voice as if he didn't feel the pressure from the other party, "Could it be that what brother really needs? , is we buried here?"

Han Sigu sighed quietly: "Although there is no friendship between the same sects of our Holy Sect, there is no need to deliberately kill each other."

"Those fellow disciples did not die by my hands."

"Now the entire villa is controlled by that curse ghost, and the disciples who died in the villa were all cursed and killed by that curse ghost."

"And, among the first four groups of people, didn't someone escape? That was me who sent him out."

"It's fine if he's alone, you people, but I'm powerless to send you away."

"After much deliberation, I can only entrust you to deal with the cursed ghost once and for all!"

Curse ghost... Tang Nanzhai and his companion looked at each other and frowned slightly.

They thought of the series of changes since they arrived at Han's Villa, the inexplicable disappearance of the pear blossom forest outside the villa, the world in the picture in the study of the owner, the resentful spirit of the ancestral hall...

If these are all done by the so-called curse ghosts, then it can be seen how difficult it is.

Tang Nanzhai asked in a deep voice, "How is the curse ghost's strength?"

"It's fine for me to deal with the curse ghost, you don't have to worry about it." Han Sigu said lightly, "All you have to do is go to the Han family's treasury and get me the natal flying sword, the blood river sword."