The test from the master of Tingchao Tower must have a lot of mystery. Otherwise, since he has no eyes, how could he not see how many cities there are below
The host of the post, Nian Chaosheng's expression did not change at all, and he still had no expression. Jiang Chen was completely unable to detect any emotion from him.
"So, this is your answer?" Nian Chaosheng asked calmly, still with no expression changing.
Jiang Chen did not respond immediately.
At this moment his heart was beating slightly faster and he was racking his brains to think of an interesting answer... but he couldn't think of any.
After all, he was just an ordinary warrior. He was inevitably nervous in front of the owner of Tingchao Tower, and he couldn't think of any good answer in a hurry.
Although he was upset and kept blaming himself at the moment, his mind was really blank and he couldn't think of anything.
"Besides the city, there are... a few lakes?"
Jiang Chen knew something was wrong the moment he said this. It would have been better if he didn't add anything. The more he added, the more stupid his answer seemed...
As expected.
The pale-faced scholar Nian Chaosheng chuckled and said:
"If you have Buddha in your heart, all you see is Buddha; if you have sentient beings in your heart, all you see is sentient beings; if you have ravines in your heart, all you see is ravines. And you..."
Nian Chaosheng didn't continue speaking.
But someone in the crowd took over and said;
"But his mind is empty, he only sees the most superficial external scenery, so he is a mediocre person with no ambition."
The crowd was talking noisily, and all their eyes were looking at Jiang Chen, their gazes like needles piercing his chest.
"So that's how it is. He is a mediocre person with no ambition." The pale-faced scholar said thoughtfully.
He turned around and looked at Jiang Chen for the first time, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised:
"Since he is a mediocre person, I feel relieved."
"Come, serve this brother some wine and congratulate him on joining Tingchao Tower."
"Okay!" A familiar stranger came over with a wine jar, handed over a full bowl of wine, and stuffed it into the arms of the confused Jiang Chen.
"This is..." Jiang Chen was completely confused.
"Good fellow, this new guy really hasn't come to his senses yet, he is indeed a good material for my Tingchao Tower." Someone exclaimed:
"Do you know what the purpose of my Tingchao Tower is?"
Many guests responded in unison:
“Listen to the tide, don’t ride it.”
The world is like the tide, and the so-called trendsetters are the heroes at the forefront of the times.
However, Tingchao Tower has always been away from the world's tides, just watching and listening silently, never actively participating. This is the purpose of Tingchao Tower.
The host, Nian Chaosheng, also sat on the ground without caring about his image, and sat among the crowd, explaining with a smile:
"People who only listen to the tide, but don't ride it, are not suitable to enter my Tingchao Tower."
"Someone once told me that he looked down from the clouds and saw the mountains and rivers and the world."
"People like this are extremely ambitious. I chased them out right away to prevent them from causing trouble in the future and bringing disaster to my Tingchao Tower."
"So we at Tingchao Tower select mediocre people with no ambitions!" Nian Chaosheng said confidently.
"The host is so talented!"
“The host is awesome!”
"Haha brother, you are also a loser, so I won't pretend anymore." The crazy student who was drinking and painting just now stopped pretending at this moment. He threw down the brush and started drinking. He looked like a drunkard, and all his temperament was gone.
"Then I don't need to pretend to be cultured." The scholar with a goatee, who had just had a long conversation with Qianliyan, was now playing drinking games with a heavily made-up woman.
At this time, the two-meter-tall, sculpture-like scarred giant in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief:
"It turns out he's a loser just like me. I thought he was a great newcomer, but I got so scared that I had a social phobia and I can't even breathe."
Jiang Chen:
It took him a long time to realize what had happened, and he felt as if he had suddenly been enlightened.
He couldn't help but glance sideways at Shunfenger beside him, and sure enough, he saw the other person smiling mischievously. Then he understood what was going on.
The real test actually began when he stepped into Tingchao Tower.
The examiner is not just the host of the post, but also the guide who brings him upstairs, the Shunfenger.
Phrases like “the OP will personally assess you” or “as long as you speak in an interesting way, you will be accepted by the OP” are actually a form of misleading.
If Jiang Chen was a scheming person, then in order to leave a good impression in front of the poster, he would probably rack his brains to come up with an unusual answer.
For example, I saw "the mountains and rivers", "the world", "all living beings"...
No matter how you look at it, this answer is much better than seeing a few cities or lakes.
This is actually a trap.
"Are people with more evil thoughts and greater ambitions less liked by the OP?" After Jiang Chen figured this out, he felt a little amused.
Although I became an official member of Tingchao Tower, I was labeled as a mediocre person... I really don't feel good.
"We in Tingchao Tower specialize in raising trash!" The owner of the tower, Nian Chaosheng, laughed.
"Old Ma, have you finished writing that couplet?"
The madman who had been drinking and writing just now suddenly smiled and nodded, then tore off the rice paper pasted on the wall and held it in the banquet.
Jiang Chen looked at it more carefully and saw that the handwriting of the couplet was indeed vigorous and powerful, but the two lines of words on it made him confused.
"If you have lofty ambitions, please go somewhere else. If you are willing to risk your life, don't enter this door!"
"Old Ma, Old Ma, you write well!" The owner of Tingchao Tower exclaimed:
"I will post this couplet under the plaque of our Tingchao Tower later!"
"Come on, come on, let's drink!"
"Tingchao Tower has a lot of you, the dragons and phoenixes, it's time to expose them!"
Jiang Chen laughed along with everyone and kept pouring wine and drinking, but the confusion in his heart became even stronger.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing...
Tingchao Tower was indeed unexpectedly extraordinary, but it was not quite what he had imagined... .
In the beginning, he was forced to join by the storyteller Shun Feng Er, but along the way, he got used to the style of doing things in Ting Chao Lou.
Looking back, he felt that joining Tingchao Tower was a great opportunity in his life, but now he suddenly felt a little regretful... .
The guests didn't mind and just sat on the ground and drank without any tables or chairs.
Everyone was in high spirits and after three rounds of drinking, the smell of alcohol was everywhere.
"Young Master." A handsome swordsman beside him suddenly patted his shoulder:
"I'm a little hot from drinking too much, so I'm going to take off my outer clothes. Do you mind?"
Jiang Chen originally felt a little disappointed and had no interest in drinking. Upon hearing this, he glanced at the handsome swordsman beside him and frowned immediately.
He just felt a little weird.
Jiang Chen also came from a family of swordsmen. People in the martial arts world are not particular about trivial matters. Drinking with bare chest is a very normal thing for them. Why bother asking him
But he saw that the man who asked the question was very handsome, and for no reason he suddenly recalled the past events in Yancheng many years ago. He thought that this man might be like Mr. Guo from Yancheng back then, who was a homosexual
When Jiang Chen thought of this, he was shocked and said expressionlessly:
"If you want to take it off, then take it off. Why are you being so shy? Why are you asking me?"
"Well, the new young man who has just ascended the tower is indeed not fussy about trivial matters." After the handsome swordsman said this, he stretched out his hand and pulled his face, tearing off his skin.
Face...face
Jiang Chen was startled and sobered up immediately.
Looking closely, I saw that a beautiful girl with fair skin and beautiful appearance came out from under the skin of the handsome swordsman.
She took off the skin of the handsome swordsman outside, folded the whole skin twice, folded it like clothes, and placed it on the floor beside her.
Jiang Chen's eyes widened and he stood up immediately;
"What's going on here----" He pointed at the beautiful woman who had just taken off her skin, and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Oh, you're talking about her." The storyteller's voice sounded nearby:
"Although Xiaodie is a woman, she usually likes to wear men's clothes. Don't stare at her, she has a cross-dressing fetish and is quite sensitive about this."
"Is this what you call wearing men's clothes?" Jiang Chen turned around suddenly and was about to debate with Shun Feng Er.
When he turned around, he saw that many guests at the banquet had changed their appearance slightly.
"Don't you recognize them?" Shunfenger said:
"Usually I just use a little magic to cover it up."
"Since you have come upstairs, I will naturally be frank with you and let you see our true appearance."
I wait
Jiang Chen felt his heart skip a beat and turned to look at the banquet in the building. He saw that many guests were still drinking and chatting loudly, but their expressions had gradually changed.
The face of "Old Ma" who was writing the couplet just now became really elongated and turned into a horse's head.
The burly giant who was about two meters tall in the corner had skin that gradually turned into a grayish-white color like stone, and he really looked like a stone statue.
The storyteller's clairvoyance had not changed much, he still looked like a human being, except that the horizontal eye on his head was fully open.
Looking around, most of the guests on the top floor had changed their appearance. They no longer had human form, but looked strange and weird, not like ordinary people.
"In fact, after such a long time, you should have some guesses in your mind, right?" The storyteller Shunfenger said calmly:
"Our Tingchao Tower is no longer a pure martial arts force, but a place where half-demons live in a human dynasty."
"In the beginning, Tingchao Tower was indeed a martial arts power, but they provoked too many people, and inevitably attracted the covetousness of powerful people in the world, and were on the verge of destruction... until our tower owner took action and took over Tingchao Tower from then on."
"Demon race? Half-demon?" Jiang Chen finally understood.
It turns out that demons and half-demons have always lived among humans, but they have managed to hide their true identities.
Mortals have the art of disguise through makeup, immortals have the art of sleight of hand, and demons naturally have their own magic, even the art of transforming themselves.
At this point, he actually calmed down a little.
Anyway, he has unknowingly penetrated deep into the demon clan's power and even become a formal member. There is no point in being anxious now.
"So, Tingchao Tower remains neutral, always just listening to the tide but not making it. Is it because the current struggle between immortals and mortals in Jiuzhou is ultimately a struggle within the human race, and the demon race will naturally watch the fire from the other side?" Jiang Chen asked tentatively.
Although the nine great immortal sects are called aliens, they actually have the same origin as humans and are of the same roots.
"What you said is actually a classic prejudice." The storyteller Qianliyan interrupted at this time and shook his head slightly:
"The demon race is actually a term used by the human race."
"The human race is one race, but the demon race is not. The so-called demon race is actually a collective name for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of different races."
"And among these monsters, each has their own strange ideas, with huge differences, and can't be generalized at all."
"Some demons think that the dispute between immortals and mortals is just a civil war among humans, so why bother interfering?"
"Some demon tribes believe that humans are also a branch of the demon tribe, except that they don't have facial hair. Infighting among the tribes is now a common occurrence."
"There are also some who have no idea or attitude at all. It is natural for humans to eat monsters, and it is also natural for monsters to eat humans. Now that humans are killing each other, it is also a natural law. Why should we interfere?"
"Of course, the demons are the demons, and we half-demons are half-demons." When Qianliyan said this, his expression seemed a little gloomy.
Half-demons are hybrids of demons and humans. Different half-demons often have demonic characteristics to varying degrees, more or less.
Of course, there are also half-demons whose appearance is not obvious and who look no different from ordinary people.
The clairvoyance is not a big problem, it’s just an eye growing between the eyebrows, and it can also disguise the special physique of the human race, so it’s not a big problem.
Some other half-demons whose appearance is very different from that of ordinary people would be regarded as monsters if they were in the human dynasty, and would also be regarded as aliens among the demon clan. It can be said that they are not on either side.
Thus, Tingchao Tower came into being.
The power established by the owner of the building, Nian Chaosheng, has most of its core members being half-demons lurking in the human dynasty, providing a place for them to live.
The attitudes and stances of these half-demons... also vary from person to person.