MTL - Look In the Mirror-v2 Chapter 677 ghost leader

  Chapter 677 Ghost leader

  Among the boundless world, the mysterious man raised his head.

   There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, he walked around, and finally landed on the white grave, frowning slightly: "Why is the luck so bad!"

  The next moment, he flicked his sleeves.

   Countless intricate characters appeared on the tombstone, changed and reorganized, and soon turned into an entrance.

  The mysterious man snorted coldly, and disappeared before his eyes in a blink of an eye.

   When I looked again, the tombstone was still a tombstone, without a word.

  The three solitary lights in front of the stele are still calm as usual.

   It's as if nothing just happened.

   But under the cemetery is another scene.

  On a wide altar, every corner is lit with blue ghostly flames.

   In a trance, the originally dark underground tomb looked even more terrifying and strange at this time.

   At the head of the altar is the bright left envoy in a splendid attire. His gaze slightly swept across the audience. These are the only remaining backbone disciples of the Ghost Sect.

  The one on the left is dressed as a Taoist priest and holding a ringing bell. Standing behind him is He Cangwu, the ghost crow messenger who was appointed by the ghost left envoy as the new ghost son.

  On the right is the cool and charming Venerable Chi Lian, and her disciple, the black rope envoy Jing Congling.

   There are quite a few new faces among them.

  Guangming Left Envoy didn’t know him either, thinking of this, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

  Today is the annual Ghost Fire Festival.

   is one of the most grand festivals of Ghost Cult.

  Usually on this day, all the elite disciples of Ghost Sect will gather here.

  The entire hall was packed to the brim, and everyone wanted to come and ask for a drink.

   It is not allowed to sing and dance, but it is not drunk.

  But this year...

   Even the seats are not enough, it is a bit deserted.

  When did my Ghost Cult reach such a state!

  Alas~

   With a long sigh, Guangming Zuoshi couldn't help feeling sad.

   Right at this moment, the ghostly flame behind him flashed 'Boom'.

   Immediately afterwards, the entire hall burst into flames!

  The originally dark tomb was instantly illuminated.

  It seems to be welcoming their master.

  The ghost made his eyes fixed on the left side, and the next moment he felt a tall and tall man standing next to him, his face turned pale, and he almost prostrated himself on the ground: "Welcome the leader to leave the customs!"

  The two venerables reacted very quickly, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed their heads: "Welcome the leader to leave the customs!"

  The others immediately reacted.

   "Welcome the leader to leave the customs!"

   "Ghosts and ghosts will last forever!"

  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 already cultivated the 'ghost eye' to a small degree, so he could clearly see the scene on the altar.

  Among the crazily surging blue flames, a very tall figure loomed.

  He has messy hair, a tall figure, and an amazing momentum.

   It was the mysterious man who came out of the ground.

   Didn't expect him to be the leader of Ghost Sect—Mu Hongye!

  Mu Hongye turned his back to the ghost Zuo Shi, but with his hands behind his back, without any intention of letting the other party get up.

   When the ghost envoy saw this, the little heart that was hanging was even more flustered at this time: It's over, the leader's posture must be punished!

  During the period when the ghost leader is in retreat, the entire ghost religion is headed by the ghost left envoy.

  But during this period of time, Ghost Cult was defeated by Shasheng Temple several times.

  The most important thing is that the luck of the sect has also been affected, so that compared with before the leader's retreat, the luck of 30% is insufficient.

   This is something he can't even cover up.

  Didn't dare to hesitate anymore, just when he was about to explain, it was Mu Hongye who raised his hand: "Today is the ghost fire party, don't lose your interest."

   Then he turned his head and gave Guangming Zuoshi a cold look.

  Guangming Left Envoy couldn't help shivering, but stood up slightly and said yes.

   Mu Hongye waved his arms, and all the blue flames in the hall returned to calm as if they had heard the command.

   Only a few 'clang' sounds were heard in the ear, and streamers of golden light shot out from the flames.

   All of them flew towards Mu Hongye in the middle of the altar.

   Mu Hongye was startled, and had already changed his attire.

  He turned around slowly, but he had already turned into a middle-aged man in a black robe, calm and majestic.

  Looking at the kneeling disciples in front of him, Mu Hongye began to mourn the ghost fire festival:

   "Fire rises ~ welcomes the soul ~"

   "Return...Return..."

  …

  ‘Woohoo~woohoo~’

  Every time Mu Hongye said a sentence, the disciples in the audience followed him.

   There was a bit of desolation in the tone.

  The ghost fire festival itself is a grand gathering of the ghost religion to pay homage to the dead.

   Every year when it is opened, the host will recite the "Spiritual Curse".

  It is intended to bring the dead and the living who died for the ghost religion together to receive the baptism of "ghost fire".

  At this time, the ghost leader shouted out the incantation, which instantly caused many congregants to shed tears.

  Who would have thought that the largest religion in southern Xinjiang would decline so quickly?

  After reciting the incantation, the whole hall was covered with a layer of sadness.

   Seeing this, Mu Hongye knew that during his two years of retreat, the Ghost Cult must have undergone some drastic changes.

   Immediately, there was still a little bit of a dull mood, and immediately his figure flickered, and his whole body turned into a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp, and disappeared into the hall at once.

   After the ghost left 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 better than being isolated from the outside world. It is a place where the leader specially talks with the left and right envoys in secret.

  At this moment in the secret room, Mu Hongye had already been waiting for a long time.

  His legs were crossed, and a small red clay stove was placed in front of him.

  At this time, there is a teapot on the small stove, the body of the pot reflects purple, and orange flames emerge from below.

  When the flames erupted, a white line reappeared in the teapot.

  Mu Hong had no other ambitions, he just stretched out his hand, and the tea poured down, and the secret room, which was originally small, instantly became lively and fragrant.

  Even the ghost left envoy who was worried at first could not help but feel agitated in his heart: "Master..."

"I'm guilty!"

   After finishing speaking, he fell to his knees directly.

   Mu Hongye raised his eyes slightly, revealing half of his cold eyes.

  But there are actually two pupils in this half eye!

  It is unbearably daunting.

  The left envoy of the ghost shuddered, and immediately shook out everything that had happened in the past two years like pouring beans.

   "Sasheng Temple?" Mu Hongye's face was serious after hearing the words.

  He naturally knew the name of Shasheng Temple.

  The seventh-generation abbot of Shasheng Temple, Zen Master Huizhuo, was seriously injured in the auspicious Dharma meeting, and then announced the closure of Shasheng Temple.

  At that time, the Ghost Cult had just been established, secretly accumulating strength.

   It was during such an empty window that the Ghost Cult seized the opportunity and rose rapidly, eating up half of the Shasheng Temple's power 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 Shasheng Temple had fallen.

   I didn't expect that one day I would be able to re-enter the world of comprehension!

  (end of this chapter)