The Fengshan clan of the Sima clan was the closest race to gods on the continent long ago. However, as the gods dissipated the heaven and the earth, the power of all races was weakening, and the same was true for the Fengshan family. Shaojing is a brilliant genius, but there are fewer and fewer people in the Sima family.
In the heavy history of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, the glory of Sima Clan occupies almost half, but with the passage of time, this once powerful race quickly declined. At the same time, the Shi clan who served them and other Gengchen Immortal Mansion The family started to be strong from generation to generation, and their number greatly exceeded that of the Sima clan. After the inversion of strength and weakness, the former strong man became a "caged bird" from the master.
In the thousands of years that were traced back, the few remaining powerful monks of the Sima clan died unexpectedly due to various reasons, leaving only some young children who had not yet grown up. No matter how powerful the talents and aptitudes are, they need time to grow. Under the "care" of their masters, they gradually lose their freedom.
Driven by greed and ambition, the Shi clan betrayed the former master clan. They used the trust of the Sima clan to control the young Sima clan, so that they had no chance to become powerful, and could only be reduced to puppets and isolated. in Sansheng Mountain.
Of course, in the eyes of the world, the Sima Clan has always had a detached status, even the ordinary disciples in Gengchen's Immortal Mansion thought so too. Who knew that they were carefully raised in "golden cages" like precious strange beasts.
Until there were fewer and fewer people in the Sima family, the last pure-blooded daughter of the Sima family, Sima Qian, used her life to make a final resistance, and she won the opportunity to grow for the last bit of the Sima family.
She endured great pain and used her own flesh and bones to purify the fire of Lingshan, so that the powerful flame that had transformed into a spirit was willing to give birth to nirvana, and became a young fire again, and then planted the purified fire of new life. Into his own child's body, so that his life is completely linked to Fengshan's spiritual fire.
Sima Jiao was just a child at that time, and he also experienced great pain before fully accepting the weakened new spirit fire.
Linghuo is the most important treasure of the Fengshan clan, and it is also the foundation and the most important root system of the immortal mansion in Gengcheng. The fortunes will also be dejected.
Over the years, although countless people from the Sima clan have raised the spiritual fire like Sima Cao, only Sima Jiao is different from other people who support him. Others support - there is no second Sima clan in the world who can support the spirit fire.
Because of the blessing of this spirit fire, Sima Jiao's cultivation has improved very quickly, and Shi Shi and other Gengchen Xianfu clans also tried to tempt him to win over him because of this fire. However, Sima Jiao has the oath of truth and has the peculiar ability to see into the hearts of others. Even if those people showed him the gentlest smile, he could only feel that he was surrounded by all kinds of terrifying desires.
All he could feel was deceit, greed, fear, all kinds of malice.
He is wary of anyone, and is naturally fierce. Unlike his naturally kind mother, he can kill people without hesitation at such a young age. In order to improve his cultivation, he has absorbed several people from the master.
His "breeders" had never seen such a way of cultivation. They were fierce and close to demons, but they were not demons, because demon cultivators were different from them. There was no sign of enchantment, he just killed people without caring and devoured their cultivation. After he emptied the elite disciples of the entire Sansheng Mountain, they dared not send anyone here.
"It can't be used by us, and it can't be controlled. If it goes on like this, it will cause harm to the entire Gengchen Immortal Mansion!" Those families in Gengcheng Immortal Mansion who were lying on the Sima family and sucking blood began to fear, so they did a lot of things.
It failed every time. Not only did they fail to control Sima Jiao, but he seized every opportunity to become stronger. In the end, they had no choice and sacrificed many disciples to trap him for hundreds of years.
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Liao Tingyan woke up, flew to the mat on the table, waved his paws and slowly washed his face, smoothed his hair and beard, sat beside the plate and picked up a piece of white and glutinous pastry to nibble on.
She took two bites of the sweet flower-flavored round cake and glanced aside.
Sima Jiao leaned there, eyes closed. The sleeves on her thighs were messed up. Liao Tingyan had slept out before. Since she turned into an otter, Sima Jiao had to slept on him every time she slept. Just got used to it.
It's just that when she wakes up, Sima Jiao also opens her eyes, so why hasn't she moved this time.
Shouldn't he really fall asleep? No, as the flame said, Sima Jiao hadn't slept for many years.
She glanced at Sima Jiao's motionless appearance, and took another bite of the round cake. After eating one, he was still like that, leaning there, as if he really fell asleep.
A small drop of water leaped out of the teacup, and smashed into Sima Jiao's face as Liao Tingyan's claws waved. Sima Jiao's eyelashes twitched and he opened his eyes. The water droplets just landed on his eyelids. With such a blink, the water droplets slid down his cheeks along his eyes, as if weeping.
Sima Jiao looked at her.
The hair on Liao Tingyan's body exploded.
Sima Jiao expressionlessly took the otter and wiped it on his face, using her fur to dry off the water stains on her face.
Liao Tingyan: "…"
She raised her hand and stroked the fallen hair on her body, ready to take out some melon seeds to kowtow.
"I had a dream just now." Sima Jiao said suddenly.
Liao Tingyan was so frightened that all the seeds fell. What is the probability that the ancestors are asleep and dreaming? This is the probability of a 500-year meteor shower. She turned her head to look at Sima Jiao, and when he went on to say, she was still curious about what kind of dreams would an ancestor who had not slept for hundreds of years boiled himself so empty.
But Sima Jiao didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes and looked out the window with some boredom.
Liao Tingyan: People who say half of these words will be beaten to death in modern society.
Sima Jiao dreamed that when he was a child, on a stormy night, his mother, Sima Caly, came to the bed, woke him up from his sleep, and strangled him by the neck to strangle him. This is what really happened. If Shi Nanyou hadn't found out and stopped him, he would have been strangled to death like that.
The most ridiculous thing is that he can feel that those who protect him and take care of him have strong malice, and when the mother wants to strangle him, what he conveys to him is only tenderness, love and respect.
Thinking of this, Sima Jiao glanced at Liao Tingyan again. She had already flown to the table, lying there eating five-colored round cakes, taking a bite of each color, as if comparing which taste was the best.
This man is the strangest thing he has ever seen. When others saw him, there were no more than two emotions in their hearts, one was fear and disgust, and the other was yearning to please, but she was different, she had nothing. She didn't have a strong bad feeling for him, and she didn't have much affection for him, just like the flowers and trees by the roadside, this kind of shallow emotion made Sima Jiao feel calm. Obviously a very weak person, even though he has encountered a lot of things, he can still arrange himself comfortably.
Sima Jiao felt that she was smarter than many people she had ever met. A truly smart person could live well no matter where she was.
Liao Tingyan fixed the round cake in the air and brought it to her mouth, and wanted to control the tea next to her. She was distracted, and the round cake smashed down and smeared her face, and the cake residue was all over her body.
Sima Jiao: Take back what I thought she was smart.
"Senior." Master Yan shouted from the door: "The people who came to pick us up to Baifeng Mountain have arrived."
They lived here for two days and were finally ready to go out. Seeing Sima Jiao stand up, Liao Tingyan also patted his paws and shook the fur on his body, and flew towards him, preparing to continue to be a pendant.
However, Sima Jiao blocked her with one hand, and the bullet flew out, and smashed into the cushion.
"You stay here."
Liao Tingyan: What? Won't take me there? And such a good thing
She just sat up, and when she heard this, she lay back down. In fact, she really didn't want to go, because she would definitely find some big secrets when she went there, and maybe she would see a lot of bloody murder scenes. She didn't want to know too much, and she didn't want to watch bloody horror movies.
Sima Jiao took two steps out, grabbed his hand, caught a small flame, and flicked it towards Liao Tingyan, "Take this."
After he finished speaking, he simply walked away.
The small flame was in a transparent spherical barrier, beside Liao Tingyan's tail. Liao Tingyan leaned over to look at it, and the little flame burst out loudly, "What are you looking at! Stinky gray hair!"
Liao Tingyan pulled the ball over, "Why have you become such a small one?"
"Haven't you heard of distraction! This is just a small flame separated from my body! It's used to monitor you!"
Liao Tingyan: "Oh."
When the boss goes out to do errands, of course the employees want to be lazy. Liao Tingyan, an otter, occupies the whole big bed lazily and stretches comfortably. The flames were very noisy, so she added a soundproof cover.
This flame is really like a stinky and lonely bear child. No one plays with it, and it is often locked up. When it sees people, it keeps talking, and it is impossible to communicate normally. Liao Tingyan suddenly thought of something, took off the hood and chatted with it.
"You said before that when the master dreams, you will also dream. Can you see his dreams?"
Huo Miao was furious just now, but now listening to her asking about this, she is so complacent that even a single flame can tell the arrogance of the sky. It said, "No, I know all his little secrets, and I can see his dreams."
Liao Tingyan was still a little curious, "He fell asleep and was dreaming just now, what did you see?"
Huo Miao immediately laughed loudly: "He dreamed of his mother, hahahaha! That little white face who hasn't weaned yet!" As he spoke, he began to make up smears, "He was crying loudly in his dreams for his mother. And runny nose!"
Liao Tingyan: I believe in you.
"It's cool to spread rumors. If he knew you said that, he might beat you up and cry."
The flames stagnated, "I... do you think I'm really afraid of him!"
"Yeah, I think you're really afraid of him." After Liao Tingyan finished speaking, she immediately closed the soundproof cover, which immediately blocked Huo Miao's swear words.
Sima Jiao used the appearance of Young Master Yan, followed behind Master Yan, and saw a cultivator of the Nascent Soul who came to pick them up. This monk has an ordinary appearance, is taciturn, and has a boat-shaped flying instrument. He glanced at the baby girl in Master Yan's arms, and let him get on the flying magic weapon.
"You were the only one who went there before, but this time there is one more person." Cultivator Nascent Soul raised his chin and pointed at Sima Jiao.
Master Yan smiled ingratiatingly: "This is... a dog. In the future, he will inherit my family business, and he will send the child to him, so I will take him to see it first." He said, stuffing a bag of Lingshi past.
The Yuan Ying cultivator accepted the spirit stone and said nothing, letting Sima Jiao also get on the flying instrument.
Master Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged the sleeping baby girl tightly in his arms. This baby girl was born to a certain woman in the backyard of Mr. Yan. The women of Mr. Yan gave birth to so many children for him, and this baby girl has inherited the bloodline. If she can stay in Baifeng Mountain, then their Yan family will return the baby. It can continue to be beautiful for two hundred years.
It's just... Master Yan quietly glanced at the mysterious cultivator next to him again, feeling uneasy in his heart. He felt that something big might happen this time.