In the huge Sansheng Mountain, except for an ancestor who killed people if he didn't make a word, and a big black snake who ate people without blinking his eyes, he didn't see any other living things.
There were only ninety-nine members of the hundred-member women's group standing at the bottom of the tower. After standing for a while, the leading female cultivator cleared her throat and said, "Let's find a place to live first, since the head wants us to serve the master, then we must stay here."
"But, Uncle Nisheng, we can't use spiritual power here, we can't cultivate here, what can we do?"
Mu Nisheng said decisively: "If you can't use spiritual power, you don't need it! If you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate. Now the most important thing is the master."
Most of the people here did not dare to refute her, but some did not want to listen to her. "Senior Sister Nisheng, although we are here to serve the master, but the master seems... not willing to let us serve, I am afraid that we will be in vain by staying here." The female monk who looked cold and immortal said.
This seems to be the granddaughter of the palace master of a certain palace. She is similar to Mu Nisheng in terms of identity. They all have their own supporters, and there are also several female cultivators with different camps. At this time, they have their own thoughts. The crowded crowd slowly separated, standing in piles.
Liao Tingyan: "..." No, you have just arrived here, and you are not out of danger yet, you are about to fight
Listening to what they said, Liao Tingyan had the illusion that he had taken the copy of Gongdou by mistake. What, aren't we cultivating immortals
A group of girls have been talking here for a while, and the final result is that they are divided into three groups and placed separately. One group was headed by Mu Nisheng, another group was the palace master group headed by Yun Xiyue, and the other group was unwilling to depend on any of them, and their status was generally not high, so they gathered together in a group.
Originally, Liao Tingyan should belong to the last group, but no one wanted to take her to play, because these people were shrewd. Today, when I met Shizu, a total of two people received his 'different eyes'. One of them was dead and still unknown, and Liao Tingyan was in a similar situation. Everyone acquiesced that she must be abnormal. , naturally do not want to touch her, so as not to be implicated by her.
Seeing that everyone else had left, Liao Tingyan was alone, so she didn't worry, she walked directly to the steps next to her and sat down, hammering herself.
Ouch, my legs are sore. It was already afternoon, and Liao Tingyan took out a Qiankun bag, which was given by Master Dongyang, a portable storage space that is said to be a must-have for immortal practitioners. Of course, her rank is average, and she can't hold too many things. There is only a room as big as a room in total, and she has installed all of her net worth.
She took out a pot of water, washed her hands first, took out the mirror and looked at her face, wiped off the blood accidentally splashed on her face, combed her messy hair, rinsed her mouth, drank some water, and took out a peach Chew, pad your stomach. She is still in the qi refining stage, and she has not established a foundation. Of course, she has no inedia, so she has to eat.
She should be poor in body and not rich, but Qinggutian where she lives is specialized in planting Lingzhi Lingguo, so she is not short of food. Not starving to death.
If she can live a year and a half.
Like everyone else, Liao Tingyan also felt that she might not live long. But she was not originally from this world, and she might go back when she died, so seriously, she was not very afraid of death, she was afraid because she was afraid of pain. Death is not terrible, the pain caused by death is the most terrible.
No one paid any attention to her, but Liao Tingyan felt a little more at ease. She walked out of the cloud-shrouded area of the central tower and found a place where the sun could shine—the roof of a building. The place is quiet, no one comes, and the sun is good, perfect for a nap.
She is used to taking naps every day, and without naps, she always feels that her whole brain is not very clear.
After replacing the blood-stained skirt, Liao Tingyan put out a couch and a small table. After lying down, she felt that the sun was too dazzling, so she found another eye patch and put it on. The eye patch was asked by Qing Gutian's senior brother. The leaves of some kind of spiritual plant are of suitable shape. A rope can be used as an eye patch directly, and wearing it will make the eyes cool and have strong shading properties.
After lying down for a while, I felt thirsty. Liao Tingyan, who was languid in the sun, didn't even bother to pull off his blindfold. He continued to take out a drink from his Qiankun bag. One sip, let out a comfortable sigh, and put the rest on the small table next to him.
When Liao Tingyan was taking a nap on the roof of a remote palace, the rest of the people were sitting in one place discussing the current environment, and everyone's faces were solemn and worried.
There were more than 40 people from the Baotuan faction in the middle, gathered in a peripheral palace, and the woman sitting in the middle frowned and said, "It's really impossible to cultivate, not only is the spiritual energy impossible to gather here naturally, and there is no way to create it with spiritual stones. Create a Spirit Gathering Formation, I doubt that there is a powerful formation at the foot of the Three Saints Mountain."
The leader sent Mu Nisheng to take someone to another place. She held a mirror and frowned, "My father gave me this consonance mirror when I came, and I wanted to contact him through this mirror, but now... Well, since I can't Contacting the outside world, we can't go out now, I'm afraid we still have to find a way to the master."
"Senior Nisheng, I think Shizu is a little bit scary. I always think that if I look at him one more time, I will be killed. Senior sister, who was killed by Shizu?"
Mu Nisheng waved his hand: "This is not something we should care about."
Next door is Yun Xiyue of the Palace Master's faction with a dozen people. They are the smallest in number, but these dozen people generally have high identities. God's Pride Girl. When they got together, they were also talking about the person killed by the master.
"Although the patriarch doesn't seem to be easy to get along with, he is still our patriarch, the senior of our Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and he will never attack us at will, and he must have killed some malicious expatriate. , so I don't think you need to be afraid."
"Yes, wealth and wealth are at risk. I believe that before everyone came here, they have said those things at home. We are different from others. We have to get close to the master before Mu Nisheng and the others, and win the favor of the master! It's a relationship! For the survival of our Gengchen Immortal Mansion!"
They spoke separately, but they didn't notice a giant black snake crawling silently over the roof of the main hall. The old ancestor, dressed in black, sat on the giant snake and listened to all their words.
"How dare you say these things." Sima Jiao, Daoist Cizang, his tone was full of disgust and killing intent, and the giant snake under him trembled slightly.
Sima Jiao stood up, stepped on the body of the giant snake, and walked steadily to its head, "Go."
The giant snake didn't know where he was going, so he just wandered aimlessly on the roof. In the past many years, he has often been like this. When he is awake, he will sit on it and let it wander freely in this empty countless palace, day and night.
There is no point in doing anything for him, and his mood is uncertain. Black Snake has been with him for so many years, but he is often scared to shed his skin by his sudden change of face.
"Um?"
The black snake crawled forward diligently, trying to be a mount that could drive itself, and suddenly heard a hum in the nose of its ancestors, and it stopped immediately knowingly. Sima Jiao saw Liao Tingyan sleeping in the sun not far away.
Others are so nervous and overwhelmed, how can she sleep here alone hiding in the sun
"past."
The black snake crawled forward and quietly climbed to the top of the palace where Liao Tingyan slept. The sleeping place that Liao Tingyan chose was very good. First of all, there was a small table for stargazing, where you could put a sleeping couch. Second, the terrain here is not high and it is not close to the central tower. Even if there are other people on the roof nearby, it is very comfortable. It's hard to find her side, and in the end, the light here is good.
At this time, Liao Tingyan was already fast asleep, Sima Jiao sat on the snake and came to her side, glanced at the blindfold on her face, then raised his hand and lifted the blindfold to look at her face.
"It turned out to be the most daring one."
He retracted his hand, put his eyes on Liao Tingyan's stomach, a strange smile appeared on his face, and said to himself: "Even people from the Demon Realm can get in, you say that Gengchen Immortal Mansion is useless now. , Did she deliberately make her annoy me, or was it really useless to this point and didn't find out at all?"
In fact, he originally wanted to kill this person before. This kind of disguise can deceive others, but he can't deceive him, but now, he suddenly doesn't want to kill this person.
What does Moyu want to do to Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and what does it have to do with him? Maybe he is more looking forward to seeing the destruction of Gengchen Immortal Mansion than the cultivators in Moyu.
When Sima Jiao was thinking about things, his subordinates unconsciously scratched the scales of the black snake, and then with a little force of his fingers, he pulled out a black scale.
Black Snake: Huh. Well, why are you peeling my scales again.
Sima Jiao peeled it off when he wanted to, but after peeling it off, he disliked the unsightly scale and threw it away.
"Walk."
The black snake waved its tail hesitantly, and put its head on a small bamboo tube next to Liao Tingyan. Seeing it like this, Sima Jiao picked up the bamboo tube.
Shaking, the clear juice swayed in the green bamboo tube.
He took a sniff, then took a sip, and then pouted in disgust, "What, it's unpleasant to drink." He threw the bamboo tube back on the small table.
The black snake took him back to the central tower and spat out a snake letter with a little reluctance. It likes the taste just now, but unfortunately the owner is a dog and has no humanity, so he doesn't even give it a drink.
Liao Tingyan slept until the sun was setting, but when she woke up, she couldn't recover. Thinking that she was sleeping late at home during the holiday, she took off her slightly slanted blindfold and looked at the surrounding buildings, the distant mountains and the sunset, and she finally recovered. Come.
Oh yes, crossed.
She sat up, rubbed her eyes, picked up the bamboo juice on the small table next to her and took a sip to moisten her throat.
"Huh..."
"Actually, this is not bad, the scenery is good, there is food and drink, and you don't have to work, isn't it equivalent to earning a vacation for nothing?" Liao Tingyan said to herself, smashing it, smashing its mouth, and drinking another mouthful of bamboo juice .
After she slept, she successfully freed herself, put away her things, and prepared to find a place to rest. There are many houses here, but most of them are buildings like air corridors. Others live in small buildings on the periphery, so she finds an empty house nearby, not very far from others, but in case something happens, can be heard.
She chose a room, a small attic. I don't know what's going on here. It's empty everywhere. There's no furniture or objects in all the rooms, not even dust. Liao Tingyan arranged it a little, took out the illuminating Wannian candle, and some food, and watched it alone. At sunset, we had a candlelight dinner.
Once I see now as a rare vacation time, I feel that the whole person is comfortable and lazy.
The only downside is that the food is single. For dinner, she prefers to eat something with a strong flavor, like meat.
The sky was completely dark, Liao Tingyan looked down inadvertently, and found that the sun and moon ephemera that he had seen during the day had changed. During the day, it has white flowers and black leaves, but at night, it turns into black flowers and white leaves. Those white leaves seemed to glow, allowing one to clearly see the clustered black flowers.
In fact, this is very strange. In such a big place, the only plants she sees are these flowers, and the others don't even have a single weed.
Looking at the flowers downstairs, she suddenly found that a girl walked beside them and seemed to be enjoying them. It's just that she admired it, maybe she really liked it, so she raised her hand and picked one.
Liao Tingyan: "...!" Wait a minute! girl! behind you!
The girl's head was picked off by the ghostly figure behind her, just like the girl picking flowers just now.
Blood spurted out from the headless corpse and sprinkled on the white leaves, making the scene extremely ferocious.
See the murder scene in one day × 2
Liao Tingyan covered her mouth so as not to spit out what she just ate. At the moment when she turned her head, the black-clothed ancestor who took off his head looked up at her.
When Liao Tingyan looked over again, the person had disappeared. The big black snake was there and swallowed the body.
…
"Not good! The fire of Rongrong's life in my Yu family has been extinguished!" Gengchen Xianfu's inner palace lamp house, a dozen people were sitting among the hundreds of lights, a beautiful man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, shouting in his mouth : "Go back!"
The strands of white gathered in his palm, and the man's face was slightly better, "Fortunately, the soul is not scattered."
He blew the white mist out of his palm, and in an instant, a woman with a transparent body appeared in front of everyone.
The woman was at a loss, as if she hadn't figured out what happened yet. Seeing the man in front of her, she shouted with joy, "Grandfather!"
Yu Qiuxiao was furious and glared at her fiercely: "Didn't I tell you to be careful about everything! Why is this dead!"
Yu Rongrong was stunned: "I am dead? How did I die?"
Yu Qiuxiao gave her an angry smile: "You ask me? How do I know how you died?"
Yu Rongrong scolded: "I just saw that there were many sun and moon stalks planted in the master's place. I just heard about it and haven't seen it before. When I was curious, I wanted to pick one and have a look..."
Everyone was speechless, Yu Qiuxiao just wanted to give her another slap and let her lose her mind, "You! How can I have such a foolish junior like you! Sun and Moon Youtan, is that what you can pick? Ah? ?"
The middle-aged man sitting next to him persuaded him: "Palace Jade, this is the end of the matter, it's useless for you to scold her again, it's better to prepare earlier and send her to reincarnation, and she will be picked up in a few years. "
Yu Rongrong: "Grandfather, choose a good-looking body for me, and it must look better than I am now!"
Yu Qiuxiao scolded her: "Shut up for something that's more than enough to fail!"
Gengchen Immortal Mansion has a long history, and it is already a behemoth in the immortal realm. It is inevitable that some important and outstanding disciples will fall for no reason. Later, they came into being. Originally, it was to collect the souls of the disciples who had great use and great contribution to the sect after their death, and used a secret method to entrust them to be born in the family affiliated to Gengchen Immortal Mansion. When the children were born, they would wake up their memories and bring them back to Gengchen Immortal Government practice.
But after a long time, now, this soul entrustment has become a tool used by these powerful people in Gengchen Immortal Mansion to maintain and expand the family. , let them have life again. Although the soul support can only be used once, but such a long-term change, also makes the top floor of Gengchen Immortal Mansion like a pool of turbid stagnant water, gradually decaying.
After putting away Yu Rongrong's soul, more than a dozen people present continued to look at the hundred lamps in the middle. There are only ninety-eight lamps left that are still lit, and two lamps were extinguished in less than a day.
"The first light to go out..."
"Don't worry about him, the master is going out at this juncture, not only we are afraid, but also people from other sects are afraid, whatever they do is futile, the master has no support for us, and treats those who have dissent. The expatriates who are sent to you will not keep your hands. Let’s watch, the monsters, monsters, and monsters have not yet existed.” The old man in the center closed his eyes and hummed.