"The Ghost Palace? Great!"

Gingerbread smiled and readily agreed.

Because she saw Xie Yingnan with his back to Gui Fuzi frantically giving her meaningful glances.

joke.

No matter how fierce and strange the peacock is, he is still her third senior brother.

Gingerbread naturally sided with him.

Gui Fozi extended a sincere invitation, and everyone found it difficult to refuse his kind invitation.

At this time.

Xie Yingnan and Gui Fuzi belatedly realized that a red-robed cultivator was standing behind the little girl.

The two exchanged a glance, their expressions grave.

Suddenly it dawned on me.

This person has been there since the time they were fighting.

They had no idea that this cultivator was standing right there.

In the world of cultivation.

Being loud and boisterous doesn't necessarily mean you're really capable.

Those who can forcefully prevent cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm from noticing are definitely masters among masters.

Xie Yingnan: "Xiaobing, who is this person behind you?"

"Huh?" Gingerbread turned its head and couldn't help but open its mouth wide when it saw Fen Jue standing behind it.

She hadn't expected Fen Jue to still be there; in the past, he would have flown back to his sea of ​​consciousness in such situations.

After a brief exchange of glances with Fen Jue's shimmering eyes.

Gingerbread quickly came up with a solution: "A friend of the wandering cultivators I met while traveling."

"oh?"

This person's cultivation level was unfathomable, and Xie Yingnan couldn't help but worry about his junior sister.

He asked with a rare, amiable smile, "May I ask how this fellow Daoist is addressed? And what path do you cultivate?"

"His surname is Lin, his given name is Jue, and he cultivates—" Fen Jue curled the corners of his mouth nonchalantly, "the Path of Longevity."

The Path to Immortality?

Xie Yingnan looked surprised.

Ghost Buddha was also stunned.

No wonder they had never heard of such a powerful person; it turns out the other party cultivated the path to immortality.

As a cultivator's cultivation level increases, they can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, but no one dares to claim immortality.

Everyone must die eventually.

The cultivators of the Longevity Path belong to the Penglai lineage of the East Sea, and are a very mysterious existence in the Eight Desolate Continents.

Their stories only appear in the secret notes at the highest level of the Grand Sect's library.

“It is rare for a humble monk to meet a fellow Daoist who cultivates the path of longevity in my lifetime.” Ghost Buddha Zi clasped his hands together and bowed to Fen Jue. “This way, fellow Daoist.”

The cuffs slipped down.

He revealed a mysterious scripture tattoo on his arm.

Burning Extinction and Ghost Buddha walked in front.

Gingerbread was pulled along by Xie Yingnan and followed behind.

The peacock interrogated her.

"How do you know this person?" Xie Yingnan asked with a serious expression.

Gingerbread yawned and mumbled, "We'll recognize each other if we bump into each other on the street."

Xie Yingnan: "......"

"Then why didn't you introduce him to your master, senior sisters, and senior brothers?" Xie Yingnan asked again.

Gingerbread glanced at him and said, "You never told anyone that you were the Demon Lord's son."

Forehead.

Xie Yingnan choked, his whole body cracking open.

"Can this be the same?"

Xie Yingnan pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Now that my secret is known, can you still keep me in the Sword Sect?"

Gingerbread nodded perfunctorily, "Then I just don't want to say it. Fen, Lin Jue is my secret."

"Fine." Xie Yingnan gritted his teeth in anger. "Remember, never trust anyone easily, especially people of unknown origin, understand?"

"You are young and haven't experienced the dangers of the cultivation world."

Peacock's earnest advice touched and amused Gingerbread.

She pondered.

The second senior brother is the ruler of the demon realm.

The third senior brother is the Demon Lord's biological son.

During a trip to the Nine Heavens Sect, I accidentally discovered that my senior sister's biological father was colluding with the Demon Lord.

I am afraid.

No one in the cultivation world has experienced more dangers than her, right?

"Why aren't you answering? Did you hear what I said?" Xie Yingnan nudged Jiang Bingbing's shoulder with his elbow.

“.....”

To fulfill the young master's loving heart.

She smiled slightly and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, "I understand, Young Demon Lord."

Xie Yingnan raised an eyebrow, "You did this on purpose?"

"I'm stating the facts."

Gingerbread scratched her cheek nonchalantly, "Keep Lin Jue's matter a secret for me, and I'll keep yours a secret too."

"become."

The two siblings shut their mouths together.

Fen Jue walked ahead, his smile deepening.

...

They arrived at the Ghost Palace.

Gingerbread was completely baffled!

She pointed to the temple-like building and asked.

You're saying this is a ghost palace?

"Yes, young benefactor, your surprised tone suggests that you also find my idea quite unexpected, right?" Guifozi's tone was filled with barely suppressed pride and excitement.

Gingerbread twitched his brow and pressed it, saying, "You really are a talent to turn the Ghost Palace into a temple."

"This humble monk has always had a good eye for aesthetics."

Gui Fuzi confidently led the way.

Xie Yingnan rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.

The surroundings were dark and overgrown with weeds; a temple was built in such a desolate place.

It reminded her of the Lanruo Temple in the famous movie.

It was truly eerie and ghostly.

Gingerbread and Burning Despair walked side by side, whispering to each other.

I thought.

There is a hidden world inside the temple.

Who would have thought.

It's just a temple inside and out.

Moreover, the Ghost Buddha's banquet was entirely vegetarian, with radishes, green vegetables, potatoes, and so on laid out on the table.

There wasn't a drop of oil in it.

Gingerbread now misses Liu Zhufeng's lavish lifestyle.

Xiao Jue's first appearance at a dinner party with her turned out to be a completely vegetarian one—a truly terrible experience.

Fen Jue didn't think that much about it. After cultivating for a thousand years, he no longer cared about food and drink. He rested his elbow on the table, propped his jawbone with one hand, and lazily closed his eyes to rest.

Despite his leisurely demeanor, the true form of the Heavenly Palace is currently engaged in a fierce battle with ancient demons.

The meal was utterly tasteless.

Gingerbread wants to go back to Xianyu Peak to sleep.

Finally, Xie Yingnan winked at Jiang Bingbing once again, asking her to find a way to stay in the Ghost Palace.

She understood immediately and began acting.

"I'm so tired. I'm just a Golden Core cultivator, and I desperately need to catch up on my sleep. I can't stay up all night. Lord Ghost Buddha, may I stay in the meditation room for the night?" Ginger Cake asked politely.

Gui Fozi glanced at Xie Yingnan and said with a smile, "Of course—"

As Xie Yingnan and Gingerbread revealed their triumphant smiles.

He added slowly, "Of course not."

“Young benefactor, the Ghost Palace’s rules never allow living people to live.”

Xie Yingnan grimaced in anger.

Gingerbread spread its little hands, shrugged its shoulders, and mouthed to him, "There's nothing I can do about it."

The two students returned empty-handed.

Xie Yingnan was preparing to take his junior sister back.

The irritating voice of the Ghost Buddha came from behind.

"Wait." Ghost Buddha's gaze, hidden behind his mask, lingered on Fen Jue. "Rules are meant to be broken."

"The Ghost Palace does not allow living people to remain, but today this humble monk will make an exception for Fellow Daoist Lin Jue."