Some are friendly to the human race, while others are indifferent.
But no matter what your attitude is, once you enter Tingchao Tower, you naturally have to abide by the rules of Tingchao Tower.
"So, you are all half-demons?" Jiang Chen looked around carefully and sighed inwardly.
This time he has really disturbed the monster's nest... .
There were more than a hundred people present, and most of them had changed drastically in appearance.
"Not entirely." Shunfenger pointed at himself.
As the guide who brought Jiang Chen to Tingchao Tower, he, like Jiang Chen, is actually a pure-blooded human. He just has had extraordinary hearing since childhood and is gifted. In addition, he later practiced special martial arts, which makes him one of the few special physiques in the human race.
"Xiao Die... You should have figured it out. She is the Painted Skin Demon. What she wears on a daily basis is just a man's skin."
"And Shi Lei..." Shunfenger pointed at a two-meter-tall burly man with skin as hard as stone, huddled in a corner of the crowd:
"He is a half-stone demon."
"What is a half-stone monster?" Jiang Chen became more and more confused.
This so-called stone monster should be a monster transformed from stone.
Half-demons are the hybrid offspring of humans and demons.
As for the half-stone monster
"I advise you not to delve into this issue." Shunfenger glanced at the two-meter-tall giant and saw that he was already drunk and his eyes were blurry, so he spoke in a low voice:
"I heard that a scholar encountered a rainstorm on his way to an imperial examination, so he rested in a cave along the way..."
"That stone mountain is his mother..."
Jiang Chen:
He felt like his brain wasn't working well enough today.
In short.
Tingchao Tower is where such a group of strange and unusual people live.
They have no real position, and if they do, it is unrelated.
"So that's how it is. This is probably the reason why Tingchao Tower is still standing today." Jiang Chen thought thoughtfully.
Don't fight for hegemony, don't make trouble, just listen quietly to the ups and downs of the world.
Tingchao Tower is not a purely martial arts force.
But he changed his mind... It is said that in ancient times, the demon race was once able to compete with human cultivators, but later it was no longer the same.
No matter for human cultivators or human warriors, the monster beasts of the demon race are treasures.
The former can use the body of the big monster to refine magic weapons, and the latter... The monsters have strong vitality and blood, far exceeding that of ordinary warriors. Naturally, they are also a great tonic and beneficial to the progress of martial arts.
"Jiang Chen." At this time, Shunfenger reminded:
"It's rare to meet you, the host. If you have any other questions, you can ask them as well."
After being reminded by Shunfenger, Jiang Chen finally remembered why he was brought to the main building of Tingchao Tower by Shunfenger.
When revising the Wulin Ranking, he had some objections to the presence of several half-demons on the Power Ranking. He questioned the value of the Power Ranking and doubted whether Demon Spear Qing Li, who ranked first on the Power Ranking, was qualified to be ranked alongside Jian Zexian, Yan Taizu and others.
Now thinking back... this power list is almost turning into a demon list, which is naturally related to the fact that Tingchao Tower is a half-demon force.
"The Martial Saint didn't destroy Tingchao Tower back then. Could it be because there was a master in the tower that the Martial Saint was afraid of?" Jiang Chen expressed his doubts.
"In today's world, it's not that easy to live in peace with the world." This time, the host, Nian Chaosheng, spoke up himself:
"If you don't have the ability to protect yourself, you don't even have the qualifications to live in a corner and listen to the tides quietly."
The author of the original post, Nian Chaosheng, can be regarded as a disguised admission of the statement.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but glance around.
Although these half-demons claim to be useless and mediocre people with no ambitions.
But if they were really trash, how could they survive as half-demons in this chaotic world
I can't be the only one who is truly mediocre... Jiang Chen couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.
After all this time, where is this group of half-demons in Versailles
It may be true that I have no ambition, but I definitely have the ability to protect myself.
"Master, the Power Ranking of Tingchao Tower is almost equivalent to the Monster Ranking. Is this biased?" Jiang Chen asked again:
"Does Demon Spear Qing Li really have the qualifications to be ranked alongside Jian Zexian, Yan Taizu and others?"
"Oh? Are you questioning the Wulin Ranking?" Nian Chaosheng said with a smile:
"The half-demons in this world think of themselves as humans and practice mortal martial arts, so why can't they be included in the power ranking?"
"How different are the special physiques of humans from those with demon blood?"
"Let's not talk about these trivial matters and have another drink."
"Today is the day for drinking, let's get drunk!"
Nian Chaosheng raised his wine glass, leaned against the railing, looked at the sea of clouds outside the railing rising and falling like waves, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
It's windy.
He had his back to the crowd, his robe rising and falling with the movement of the clouds.
"The world today is undergoing a major change that has not happened in many years."
"The demon race hides between the 100,000 mountains in the southwest and the vast islands overseas. They are no longer the protagonists of this world. The human cultivators are the masters of this world."
"It's just that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have controlled this world for a long time. The Ten Earths have already fallen, and only the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect remains. How long can they stand?"
"Where is the future going?"
"The founding ancestor of the Great Yan Nation, who lived on earth for three hundred years, reappeared in the world, holding the Human King Sword to intimidate the immortal sect."
"The Martial Saint has been dormant for many years, and will eventually become a glutton and swallow the sky."
"Although the Sword Exiled Immortal had a sword that could soar into the sky for a moment, his body is now completely destroyed. I wonder if he will ever be able to unsheathe his sword."
"And there are the most mysterious members of the Qiao family, who seemed to have popped out from cracks in the rocks." When he said this, Nian Chaosheng's expression became a little strange.
Tingchao Tower is very transcendent, and there are many extraordinary storytellers in the tower, such as Qianliyan and Shunfenger.
Therefore, Tingchaolou's intelligence capabilities are extremely strong and all-encompassing.
For example, the secrets in the Hundred Miles Desert are top-secret information brought back by the storyteller Qianliyan after he personally visited the battlefield.
They know a lot.
But the more I know, the more I feel that the Qiao family is too bizarre and too abrupt.
"Let's not talk about the Qiao family... just talk about Taizu Yan, Jian Zexian, and Wu Shengren..."
"The martial arts masters of multiple eras coexist in this world. Is this a counterattack of human destiny, or the last twilight?"
Nian Chaosheng raised his glass, but did not drink with the many guests behind him. Instead, he looked at the vast sea of clouds in front of him and the vast land beneath the sea of clouds.
"Those mystical immortal sect monks of the Southeast Province's Yanshen Dao keep talking about the coming of a great catastrophe. Could it be that it is related to this battle between immortals and mortals?"
"I just don't know who controls the rise and fall of this vast land?"
Nian Chaosheng raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
He is a mortal who listens to the tides. Although he is also happy to see the decline of the nine major immortal sects, in the final analysis, victory or defeat has nothing to do with him. What he cares about most is... whether the process is exciting and interesting.
..
Qiao Mu and his companions traveled through the mountains and forests, crossed the high mountains and steep hills, and after many days, they finally saw the boundary marker on the side of the road.
There are three words "Southwest Prefecture" on the boundary monument. Entering from here is the land of Southwest Prefecture.
"Southwest Province? I heard that this place is mountainous, vast and sparsely populated. The immortal sect that occupies this place is called Yunxiao Sect?" Qiao Mu asked casually:
"Hai Siyuan, do you know anything about the Yunxiao Sect?"
Although they are not here to cause trouble with the Immortal Sect, but now that Jiuzhou is in chaos, they naturally have to be prepared to become enemies with the Immortal Sect monks.
"Yunxiao Sect." Li Changshi next to him spoke first:
"I heard that the name of the Yunxiao Sect comes from the meaning of 'a feather in the eternal clouds'."
"The nine major sects today each have their own strengths. Zhongzhou Dao Sect excels in the method of refining Dao soldiers. Among the many Dao methods, "Bean Breaking the Sky" is the most respected."
"The cultivators of the Yunxiao Sect are good at controlling beasts. I heard that the most advanced method is called..."
Qiao Mu seemed to be thinking: Could it be that the Yunxiao Sect's unique beast taming skill is called... Unscientific Beast Taming
"'The Beast's Blood Boils.'" Li Changshi said seriously.
...
PS: There was a typo in the previous chapter. The "Southeastern State" mentioned should be "Southwest State". It has been corrected. This name also confused me..
The Southeastern Yanshen Dao, the Southern Xuantian Sect, and the Southwestern Yunxiao Sect.
There should be a second chapter later, maybe around midnight or later, no need to wait, I don't know when it will be out either.
Chapter 281 Old Friends (4k
Not far from the Southwest State boundary marker.
Next to a checkpoint on the edge of the official road.
A giant tiger with wings on its back and a body length of three or four meters was snoring in the shade under a tree, and its snoring sounded like thunder.
Next to the giant tiger, a thin and dark young man about twenty years old was pinching his nose while shoveling the tiger's poop and finding a place to bury it nearby.
"They eat a lot and poop even more. They are really a bunch of beasts."
The dark and thin young man couldn't help but mutter.
"Xiao Chen, I advise you not to talk nonsense." A skinny middle-aged man was sitting next to the sleeping tiger and combing its fur. Hearing this, he warned him.
"The flying tiger raised by the immortal of the Yunxiao Sect is a spiritual beast, and it understands human nature."
"If he eats you, where will you go to complain?"
This checkpoint is located not far from the boundary marker of Southwest Province and near the official road. It is considered one of the main roads leading into Southwest Province from neighboring areas.
Right now, Southwestern Province is in chaos and has lost contact with Central Province. This simple checkpoint... Although it is called a checkpoint, it is actually just two or three wooden houses, very simple.
Although it is called a sentry post, the thin and dark young man in the sentry post cannot be considered a sentry. He is just an animal slave who shovels shit and feeds the flying tigers.
The same goes for the middle-aged man next to him.
There is no sentry in this checkpoint. The one responsible for detecting the enemy in this checkpoint is actually the giant tiger sleeping soundly under the tree.
"He eats more than us, and I can't complain?" The thin and dark young man glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was scorching. Seeing that the sleeping giant tiger began to get up, he knew in his heart that it was about time for dinner.
Turning back into the wooden house, he quickly carried a large bucket of meat and started feeding the tiger.
"Wow, Xiao Chen, you look thin, but you are actually very strong. You can lift such a big bucket of meat with one hand?" The skinny middle-aged man next to him exclaimed.
"What's the use of having great strength? Aren't you caught here just to clean up the shit for this beast?" The dark and thin young man was obviously in a bad mood.
"More than just cleaning up the shit? These two beasts need us to take care of everything, combing their hair, feeding them, and even giving them a fucking massage according to Professor Xianchang's method... I've never asked anyone for a massage in my life." The skinny middle-aged man was halfway through his words when his eyes suddenly froze and fell on the meat barrel in the hand of the thin and dark young man.
"This bucket of meat you have seems to be the last one, right? There seems to be no more in the warehouse?" The skinny middle-aged man's voice suddenly became a little softer.
"Yes, it's gone. We have nothing to eat tonight. We'll have to starve." The dark and thin young man spoke in a bad mood.
"We are not the only ones who are starving... This beast is easier to get along with on weekdays, but if it's hungry or forced into a corner, it will eat people." The skinny middle-aged man was sweating coldly.
"Are they really cannibalistic? Where is the immortal from Yunxiao Sect? They raised this child?" The dark and thin young man was surprised and asked with a frown.
"The immortal leader of the Yunxiao Sect is always elusive. He usually goes into seclusion for quite a while and doesn't usually arrive on time." The middle-aged man also frowned:
"The last time he showed up was about half a month ago, right? No wonder all the meat in the cellar was eaten by this beast."
The two beast slaves stared at each other for a long time, their brows gradually furrowed.
Feihu next to them was still devouring the bucket of meat and seemed not to notice the strangeness of the two people.
"Or let's run and call Brother San." The thin and dark young man asked tentatively.
"Run? Do you think this flying tiger is blind? This spirit tiger understands human nature. If you really run, you would have been eaten by him long ago." The skinny middle-aged man shook his head and said: