Thousands of feet under the mountains, there are cavities formed by spiritual energy scouring for many years. These cavities have different shapes, just like the tiny choroids on the human spiritual veins. The intertwined spiritual qi channels will form a little spiritual pond in the belly of the mountain, and this spiritual pond is the most important heart of a spiritual mountain.
A tall and slender black figure leaned over beside the spirit pond. With a flick of his finger, the golden-red liquid fell into the spirit pond, as if sparks fell into the wine pond. The flame spread out in the spiritual pool, and it burned silently and quickly.
The burning spiritual pond radiated a more intense spiritual energy, which permeated through the voids, and the black shadow's cold and white fingers moved slightly, swaying the aura that was attached to it, and turned to go out.
It is not easy to find the location of the Lingchi, and it is not easy to enter the Lingchi. If it weren't for the fact that almost all of the Lingshan Mountains in Gengchen's Immortal Mansion were related to Fengshan Linghuo, Sima Jiao would not be able to find it.
Behind him, the little flame he left behind began to slowly burn everywhere with the help of the dissipated aura.
There are nine Lingshan Mountains in the inner palace of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, where almost everyone of the Shi clan lives. Several palace masters and the palace gates are also here, as well as the altar square and the Fengshan Temple, all of which are in the center of the mountain range. And the spiritual pools of these mountains are already burning with dark fire at this time, just waiting for the day when the east wind comes.
Sima Jiao left the mountainside and waited outside for a man wearing a robe of the master's family. The man's eyes were hollow and his expression respectful. Sima Jiao walked past him, tapped his forehead, but he didn't respond, but after a while, his eyes became clearer, and he walked in the other direction without any difference.
There are already quite a few people like this man in the inner palace. They are all fringe disciples of the family who are not very high in status and whose cultivation base is not high. For various reasons, they cannot be taken seriously in the main branch. These are the "fire seeds" that Sima Jiao chose. On that day, he will need these fire seeds to ignite the excitement he wants to see.
Although the behemoth looks difficult to mess with, it is precisely because of its huge body that there are many things that cannot be taken care of. The tree has deep roots and cannot be easily pulled up, but what if a fire is set in the heart of the tree? It was probably because the fire was riding the wind, burning him quietly.
There was no blood on his body today, and he didn't see any gadgets that he could bring back. Sima Jiao walked to the gate of the courtyard, only to find that he was empty-handed.
I don’t know which habit I have formed since, but I always bring something back when I come back.
Forget it, since I didn't bring anything today, let her sleep well and don't wake her up.
Taking care of himself, he entered the house.
People are not there.
In the past, every time he came back, a bag would bulge out on the big bed, and there was a faint aroma in the room. On the small table beside the bed, there were small plates of small snacks and large bottles of spiritual liquid. The telescopic mirror would hang by the bed and make a small noise. The candles are always extinguished inside, but there will be a small lantern that is not very bright outside, and the flower-shaped shadow will fall on the ground and the bed net.
But today, the house is quiet, the warm fragrance is almost gone, some are deserted, and the small lanterns are not on.
She ran out to play again.
Sima Jiao sat in the dark for a while, in a bad mood, stood up and prepared to take the person back to sleep.
As soon as he stood up, he heard a movement by the window. A small black snake slipped in by the window. When the little black snake saw him, he shook his tail twice in excitement, and rushed over to bite the corner of his clothes.
Sima Jiao looked down at the stupid mount that he had raised for many years but had no brains at all. It doesn't know what to express, and its body is about to become a tangled mess.
"Shut up."
The little black snake let go of his mouth cowardly, and whirled around on the ground. Suddenly, it went to the ground and lay stiff.
Sima Jiao looked at it for a while, his expression gradually became cold, and he asked, "Liao Tingyan?"
Hearing the name, the little black snake twisted and turned in a circle, and then fell down stiffly in another position. Sima Jiao's face was so cold that it was about to freeze, he picked up the little black snake that was spinning on the ground and threw it out.
"Go find her."
The little black snake fell back to the big black snake, Sima Jiao stepped on it, and was carried by it to the other palace of Ziliu Mountain outside the Chen Academy.
This other palace is now inhabited by Luchuan. The whole other palace is built on the mountain. At the beginning of the month, he lives in the palace cloud platform at the highest point of the mountain. Dozens of maids and hundreds of guards guard this little princess.
At the beginning of the month, he lived in the best palace in the other palaces, and as a prisoner, Liao Tingyan lived in the confinement palace of course. At that time, at the Yunyi Embroidery House, Liao Tingyan refused to hand over the little black snake, and let the little black snake run away at the beginning of the month. .
She thought that Liao Tingyan was a little character like Yong Lingchun in the night tour palace, and she was not afraid at all. After being cleaned up, she was imprisoned in a cold dungeon, and then she was forgotten. behind the head.
More than a day has passed since the conflict, and Liao Tingyan has slept twice.
When Sima Jiao found someone, he found Liao Tingyan curled up in the corner, pale and pitiful. He strode forward and squatted beside Liao Tingyan, reaching out to caress her face.
It was cold in the dungeon, and so were her cheeks. Sima Jiao thought she had fainted at first, but later found out that she was asleep.
Sima Jiao: "..."
"Wake up."
Liao Tingyan fell into a daze. She opened her eyes and saw Sima Jiao's fierce and cold face. He heard him ask, "Are you awake, are you sleeping comfortably?" She nodded subconsciously, "It's okay."
Seeing that the expression on that face was hideous, she suddenly woke up and changed her mouth immediately, "It's uncomfortable, it's too uncomfortable! You finally came to save me woo woo woo!"
Sima Jiao: "Get up."
Liao Tingyan sighed: "It's not that I don't want to move, it's that I can't."
Only then did Sima Jiao realize that her condition was indeed not very good. She suffered internal injuries and her spiritual power was suppressed.
Liao Tingyan looked at his face, cleared her throat and said haggard: "That's right, if the level is lower than mine, I'll try it, but the opponent has four cultivators of the spirit transformation stage. Get your hands on it."
The four have similar cultivation bases as her, and have experienced a hundred battles. If she really does it, not only does she have no chance of winning, but her identity is very likely to be revealed, so she has to suffer first. Anyway, he will definitely come over, wait for the big guy to come.
Although I thought so, it really hurt when I was kicked in the stomach and in the face. It's fine to lie here alone, but when she saw Sima Jiao, she felt uncomfortable immediately after she relaxed.
Sima Jiao's expression has not been so ugly for a long time. Liao Tingyan looked at him more and felt a little more cowardly. He seemed to have returned to the original Three Sacred Mountains, the murderer who wanted to kill a few people to sacrifice to the sky at once.
Sima Jiao picked her up and made her lean on him, only to discover that the half of her face that was on the side had a long scratch, with blood congealed, as if it had been drawn with a sharp object. His eyes were cold and heavy, and he reached out and touched the wound that was no longer bleeding.
Liao Tingyan: "It hurts, it hurts!"
Sima Jiao ignored her, pinching her face became heavier and heavier, and the wound on her face burst open again, and blood and dew dripped from the gap of the wound.
Liao Tingyan squeezed him and ducked back: "Ancestor, stop, I'm going to hurt!"
Sima Jiao squeezed the back of her neck and pressed her back into his arms. She was not allowed to hide. He leaned forward and licked the wound on her cheek, licking away the blood that had been squeezed out.
Liao Tingyan saw his chin, his collarbone, and the rolling Adam's apple. A heat on his face - this heat comes from the man's lips and tongue, and also from his own body reaction.
No, what are you doing? ! Disinfection of saliva is not popular in the immortal world! Can we stop doing this kind of perverted action
She couldn't help covering her stomach subconsciously. There was also a wound there. She couldn't stand it like this. As an adult, she didn't have such a mess.
Sima Jiao's lips were stained with her blood, with a terrifying expression, he put a sticker on her lips again, and then picked her up.
Liao Tingyan hung on him, wrapped his arms around his neck, paralyzed in a relaxed state, and complained unconsciously, "This place is really terrible, there isn't even a bed, and the ground is cold, that eldest lady's hands are especially cruel. , I can't use my spiritual power anymore. Originally, I had a bed in my space, and I couldn't take out food. I haven't taken a shower yet, so I'll take a bath first when I go back."
Sima Jiao: "Shut up."
Liao Tingyan: "Let me say one more word, where are we going?"
She thought that the ancestor who saved people would take her back first, but he went directly to the Yuntai Palace, the highest in other palaces.
Liao Tingyan asked tentatively, "To kill?"
Sima Jiao: "Otherwise."
Liao Tingyan: "I think you can send me back first."
Sima Jiao said with a sullen face: "I can't wait that long, you stay quiet, or I will kill you."
Liao Tingyan: "???" No, boss, are you already mad? What stupid thing did you say? I'm your little baby, are you willing to kill me
Sima Jiao didn't seem to be joking at all, his tone was gloomy: "It's better to die in my hands than to die in someone else's hands."
Liao Tingyan: I dare not make a sound.
This ancestor seems to have fallen ill again, and he can't reason, so he will talk about it first. The most dangerous person tonight is definitely not her.
The most unlucky in the audience, back at the beginning of the month.
At the beginning of the month, when she woke up on the bed made of Yunxiajin, she found a fire outside the door. She couldn't help frowning and said, "What's going on outside? Chaoyu, get in for me!"
The door opened, and it wasn't her frightened maid who came in, but an unfamiliar man he had never seen before. He was wearing a long coat with blood, and he was holding a woman in his arms. The woman covered her eyes and said nothing.
At the beginning of the month, Hui recognized that it was Yong Lingchun, who had disobeyed him and was locked up before, and immediately shouted: "Bold, who gave you the courage to break into my Moon Palace!"
"Where are the people, Han Daojun, Jiaofeng Daojun!"
At the beginning of the month, he called back twice but no response, and finally realized that something was wrong, with some doubts in his eyes, "Who are you, and what did you do to lure them away? Let me tell you, even if you lure them away for a while, they will quickly You'll be back, and you won't be able to run away by then."
She didn't even consider that her bodyguards were dead. After all, in addition to the four guards who were in the spiritual transformation stage, she also had a secret protection. That person's cultivation level had already reached the Void Refinement stage. Yes, she can walk sideways in this outer palace.
Liao Tingyan put down her hands covering her eyes, and glanced at Chu Yuehui, who was sitting on the bed. Whoever overturns at the rollover scene knows.
Sima Jiao sat her aside, walked to the bed, smashed several defensive circles that Chu Hui had sacrificed, blocked her call for help, grabbed her by the neck and dragged her off the bed, Drag to the door.
When Chu Chuhui, who had been struggling all the time, saw the scene outside the door, his eyes were wide open, unbelievable, and his body froze.
Liao Tingyan can understand the current mood of this little princess very well. She has followed Sima Jiao for so long, and she has seen many of his murder scenes, but there is no serious talk this time. In the past, she could hold back those things, but today she couldn't hold it anymore, and she would vomit if she didn't cover her eyes.
"Impossible, impossible, how could it be..." Chu Yuehui trembled and murmured in a low voice, his expression changed when he looked at Sima Jiao, full of fear.
In the face of death, most of them have such a posture, which is completely different from when they kill others.
Sima Jiao dragged the man by the neck to Liao Tingyan, and said to Liao Tingyan, "Come on, skin her, and then kill her."
Liao Tingyan: "Hmmmm?"
She slipped off her chair and knelt on the spot, "I don't."
Sima Jiao grabbed her hand, pinched her fingers and probed towards Chu Yuehui's face, the fingertips condensed into a sharp knife shape. She was determined to teach her to skin and kill herself.
Liao Tingyan retracted his hand, but he couldn't match Sima Jiao's strength. He still wrapped around her body, pressed her back, pressed her cheek against her profile, and said in her ear, "This person bullies you, If you hurt you, you will take revenge yourself. If she hurts your face, you will peel her face. If she has someone beat you, you will break all the bones and meridians in her body. If she hurts you, you will let her She died in excruciating pain."
Sima Jiao's tone was solemn, his eyes were red with sullen anger, and Chu Yuehui, who was so frightened that he couldn't move, burst into tears and begged for mercy.
Liao Tingyan's hands trembled so badly that she cried out in pain, "I really hurt, my stomach hurts very much, really, let it go first, talk about it if you have something to say, and let's go back and talk about it!"
Sima Jiao: "No."
Liao Tingyan spit out a mouthful of blood for him to see, and was dying, "I have suffered a serious internal injury. If you don't save me, I will die."
Sima Jiao bit her neck, biting her like a fish.
Liao Tingyan noticed that the strength in his hand was a little loose, and immediately broke free of his hand, hugged the head of this murderous old ancestor, and kissed it a few times, "I was wrong, I'm so afraid of pain, I'll go back to recuperate first. Can you do it, please, ancestor!"