Half a month later, the number of 100-member women's groups has dropped sharply, and only half of them are left. The most active "Master's Wife" faction has only three or two kittens left. In the head department, "When Shizu's disciples win over him, he will engage in other factions." There are still more than a dozen people fighting vigorously. The largest number is to serve Shizu, but they don't know what they are doing every day." I'm so confused that I can only live my life casually." There are still thirty people, who are in one place and panic all day long.
Most of the people who died in the first two factions came to the door to deliver food. Because they were too active, they turned into death. Some people accidentally triggered some death conditions. They were killed by the ancestors who walked around every day. Sansheng Mountain is like a large-scale desperate survival scene, where a murderous madman confronts a hundred people.
There are still fifty people left, looking at the number of people around them is decreasing day by day, facing the huge threat of death, they all seem a little haggard and fearful. None of them knew when and where they would meet the murderous master like a demon, and then die in his hands.
They can't use their spiritual power here, and they can't even protect themselves, and they are still facing the master. Even if they have spiritual power, they are probably just ants in front of the master, which adds to their psychological pressure.
Sima Jiao is extremely sensitive to people's emotions, such as fear, disgust, jealousy, greed, etc. He can easily perceive these negative emotions, coupled with Sima's unique ability - the oath of truth, almost everyone is in front of him All are transparent.
"I dare not go to see the master, uncle, please let me go!"
Mu Nisheng, as the person who first stood up to lead everyone, had an ugly expression at this time, and said to the woman who was crying and kneeling in front of him: "What are you talking about, if you want to serve the master, isn't it because you asked for it? of?"
The woman's face was full of remorse: "I don't want it anymore, uncle, I'm afraid. Has the master already fallen into a demon? Otherwise, why would he kill the disciples in our sect? If he can kill a few uncles and sisters, he will also kill them. mine!"
She saw with her own eyes that her two senior sisters who were trying to escape from Sansheng Mountain secretly exploded into two bloody flowers on the wide and clean jade platform. Who else can do this here except the master. He killed at will before, and it must be him. Such a cruel master is not the master she imagined.
Seeing the fear in her eyes, Mu Nisheng waved his sleeves with a dark face, "Since you are afraid, don't follow me. I said earlier that I came for the sake of the master, and he was unwilling to accept me one day, and one day I I won't give up, you timid people like rats, you can't even stand this little test, how can you be qualified to enter the Master's Dharma Eye!"
Mu Nisheng is the younger generation of the sect leader and knows more than others. Because of her talent and intelligence, Mu Nisheng grew up under the sect master since she was a child, and was taught by the sect master himself. Therefore, she often met the sect master looking at Sansheng Mountain with worry. She knew from birth that there was a teacher in Sansheng Mountain. Ancestor, his existence is related to the existence of Gengchen Immortal Mansion for hundreds of thousands of years, and she was raised specially for this master.
The head hoped that she could become the disciple of the master one day, even if she could not become his disciple, even if she served by his side.
"If you can get the respect of the master, you can save Gengchen Immortal Mansion. If you can't, I'm afraid our Gengchen Immortal Mansion will be destroyed in his hands." The head once said to her.
Mu Nisheng learned about the bloodline of Cizang Shizu's Fengshan clan from the head gate, the taboos of his birth, the tragedy he caused in the first place, and his character. She is more confident than anyone here. Get to know the master.
In her opinion, she has indeed been treated differently by her master. In these days, the master often kills himself, even Yun Xiyue, the biggest opponent, was killed, and only she is still alive. She would go to the central tower every day and wait for the master at the gate that was no longer open.
She had bumped into Shizu several times, but she was not in a hurry to flatter him, but used her sincerity to impress Shizu and wanted him to see her sincerity.
The head once said that it was useless to try to hide herself in front of this master. She could only reveal her thoughts to him in the most pious and humble state. Mu Nisheng did as she did, and then she discovered that Shizu was not as bloodthirsty as others imagined, and he would not kill at will. Their thoughts, even if the master saw her kneeling under the tower, he never touched her, he just liked to ignore everything.
Mu Nisheng is more and more certain of her own thoughts. As long as she continues to persevere, in the end, the master will definitely be touched by her.
The people who had persevered with her, are now unwilling to go to the central tower with her every day to wait, just because the master saw them, he seemed extremely impatient, and occasionally killed one or two people. In this way, Who dares to go again, but Mu Nisheng is still insisting on it every day.
On this day, she came under the central tower as usual, and knelt with her back straight in front of the closed door.
Liao Tingyan came to the central tower with the depressed social and animal spirit of going to work on Monday, and saw the leader of their 100-member girl group kneeling there, shouting from time to time: "The disciples come to serve the master, please accept the master. Disciple."
Liao Tingyan: "..." She is really a warrior, she can't wait to hide away to save herself, this boss actually asked to face the moody ancestor, what kind of psychological quality, no wonder people can be the leader Dude, this ideological awareness is really not covered.
It would be nice if I could exchange with her, and let her serve the ancestor.
However, she just thought about it, this is not something she can decide. The ancestors asked her to come, even if it was to send her to death. This world is probably so fucked up, what you want can't be asked for, and those who can't ask for it prefer to want.
The sound of her footsteps attracted the attention of the boss, who turned his head to look at her, his sincere eyes turned into cold disdain.
"You're not dead yet."
Liao Tingyan originally wanted to say hello, but now she doesn't. These people really don't know what's going on, they say this when they see her. die? If it doesn't exist, she can continue to live a day.
Seeing her walking straight to the gate of the central tower, Mu Nisheng's eyes showed some surprise, and then she was ridiculed. Even if this person can survive until now, I am afraid that he will die under the tower today. She didn't stop Liao Tingyan, just waited coldly to see how she died.
All the people who rashly approached the central tower recently died, and she was the only one who could stay so close. Mu Nisheng was a little proud in his heart.
Liao Tingyan walked to the door step by step, feeling a little bit troublesome. Although her ancestors let her join, she didn't give her a job card, and now she can't get in.
She thought about the possible consequences if she turned her head back to sleep now, and raised her hand to knock on the door.
Mu Nisheng's sneer came from behind. The central tower where the master is located will be opened by anyone who knocks on the door.
The door opened.
Seeing Liao Tingyan calmly entering the door, the arrogant and disdainful smile on Mu Nisheng's face suddenly froze.
what happened? Did she go in? Does that door open with a knock? Hasn't this door been opened at will since Yun Xiyue went to see Shizu and annoyed Shizu! That little disciple just now, why was she able to enter
Mu Nisheng thought of the people who died when she got close to her, and then thought of Liao Tingyan who had entered under her nose just now, her eyes were split, she suddenly stood up and ran forward.
She thought she was special, but was suddenly broken, how could she bear it, and immediately wanted to follow along to see what the hell Liao Tingyan was doing.
Just as she stepped into the door of the central tower, she suddenly let out a scream, which exploded into a blood mist.
click.
Liao Tingyan turned her head in horror and looked at her. Was the girl outside screaming in agony? But the door was closed, and she couldn't see outside.
On the stairs stood the ghost-like expressionless ancestor. Seeing Liao Tingyan's expression, he smiled faintly, "The man outside is dead."
"Do you know why I killed her?" He turned around and walked up the stairs, Liao Tingyan could only swallow and make herself follow with difficulty.
"Most of the other people I killed had greed, ambition, and stupidity in their hearts. They looked out of the way, so they killed them, but the one just now was not, she had nothing... A puppet that was specially cultivated, of course, nothing. Compared with those The greed that can be seen at a glance, I hate this kind of puppet that has lost its brain and soul, and I can't even kill her, but she is too noisy, which makes me a little tired."
He didn't know where the interest came from and talked to Liao Tingyan about this. He personally came down and took her upstairs, and he seemed to be very talkative.
When Liao Tingyan came here for the first time, there was no way to climb to the fifth floor, but this time, following her ancestors, she kept going up and up, and climbed the 12th floor without end.
I'm so tired, I'm tired like a dog, how can I be called a cultivator if my body is so weak
Originally facing the fear of her ancestors and witnessing the nausea of a dead man again, after climbing ten flights of stairs, there was nothing left, she just felt very tired and was about to collapse. Staying in this building seems to be more uncomfortable than staying outside.
The ancestor in front was still walking so leisurely, without even looking back, Liao Tingyan grasped the railing and learned to crawl, and glanced at the back of the ancestor from time to time, his hair was draped, black and long, and the clothes were still the same.
Liao Tingyan was a little suspicious that he had never changed his clothes. If so, wouldn't the hem of his clothes be very dirty? Black clothes are really durable.
Sima Jiao happened to turn his head to look at her at this moment.
Liao Tingyan's face tightened, wait, he can tell the truth BUFF, should he not read minds? She was apprehensive as if she had just graduated and went to the first company for an interview.
"You are not as courageous today as you were yesterday. You are so scared."
Liao Tingyan wiped off the sweat, thinking that it was okay, but he was more afraid yesterday. He sweated so much today, not because he was afraid, but because he was tired.
"Are you afraid?"
Liao Tingyan felt that her mouth was self-aware, and replied, "I'm not afraid, it's too tiring to climb the stairs."
This grandson comes to the truth again BUFF! Does this truth BUFF have a setting to force the answer when it hears the tone of the question!
Sima Jiao's expression was a bit strange.
"Tired?" Just a few stairs? The people of the Demon Realm are too vain.
Liao Tingyan clearly saw contempt in the eyes of his ancestors. It was the first time she had seen such an obvious and understandable emotion in him.
Five floors up, Liao Tingyan was paralyzed. She thought that she was going to be killed by the impatient ancestor, but the ancestor seemed to be on the fence with her, waiting by the side, as if ready to see how many floors she could continue to climb.
Liao Tingyan climbed the stairs slowly, feeling that this ancestor was like a boring person watching hamsters climb the stairs to pass the time.
Finally climbed to the twenty-second floor. It was still an empty space, and it was closed. The most noticeable thing in the room was a red flame burning in a red lotus. The flames burned, illuminating the entire space.