Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
His face turned pale and he felt like he had walked into hell.
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The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
The young woman who was reading at the stairs saw Ding Shengxia leaving in a hurry, and lowered her head to read again. After a moment, she raised her head again, with doubts between her eyebrows: "Why can't I feel his heartbeat?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You left a blood reference on that book, and the blood reference brought you here. This is the Nineteenth Cave Heaven of the Fallen Demon Realm. I am the master here, the Nineteenth Demon." You don’t seem to understand the devil, but one thing you don’t know is that the devil is always living with you. Those ordinary people on the street may be members of the devil world.”
Nineteen demons
What are the Nineteen Demons
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
The middle-aged man's smile made him feel more at ease. It was an irresistible magic. Especially the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a brilliance that made him sink.
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
There are black stone walls on both sides. There are many murals on the stone walls, which are quite colorful. Ding Shengxia's attention was focused on whether something terrible would rush out from the depths of the cave, so he didn't pay attention to what the murals on the stone walls were. He just glanced at it hastily, vaguely feeling that the mural should describe a war. Some people have wars and conflicts. Now the Sixteen Kingdoms are fighting every day every year, so Ding Shengxia is not interested in wars.
Ding Shengxia screamed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the library.
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
The young woman who came out of the corner of the stairs frowned slightly, looked sideways, and found Ding Shengxia looking down at a book in her hand, her body motionless. Although she felt that Ding Shengxia's aura was a little confused, she just thought that Ding Shengxia had not calmed down yet, so she didn't care and looked away.
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
There are black stone walls on both sides. There are many murals on the stone walls, which are quite colorful. Ding Shengxia's attention was focused on whether something terrible would rush out from the depths of the cave, so he didn't pay attention to what the murals on the stone walls were. He just glanced at it hastily, vaguely feeling that the mural should describe a war. Some people have wars and conflicts. Now the Sixteen Kingdoms are fighting every day every year, so Ding Shengxia is not interested in wars.
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was being pulled by that hand and flew far, far away, as if he had left this world. There was stray light all around, which made his eyes feel particularly uncomfortable. Then he felt himself falling heavily to the ground. When he raised his head, he saw a high mountain in front of him. There are sparse trees and few wild grasses. Gray-black rocks are the main color here, as thick as metal.
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
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"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
In front of him was a cave. On both sides of the cave entrance were stone pillars as thick as two people's arms. The stone pillars were all carved with wolves with two wings on their ribs. It seems that these wolves are very large, and in addition to their normal eyes, they also have an upright eye on their forehead.
"Don't be afraid, come and sit."
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
Nineteen caves
In front of him was a cave. On both sides of the cave entrance were stone pillars as thick as two people's arms. The stone pillars were all carved with wolves with two wings on their ribs. It seems that these wolves are very large, and in addition to their normal eyes, they also have an upright eye on their forehead.
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
The middle-aged man said softly: "I hate people like this the most. Why should he be better than you? If it is because of talent, why is the talent not as good as him? If it is because of foundation, why is the foundation not as good as him? But in fact, there is no Why, it’s only true if you lose.”
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was being pulled by that hand and flew far, far away, as if he had left this world. There was stray light all around, which made his eyes feel particularly uncomfortable. Then he felt himself falling heavily to the ground. When he raised his head, he saw a high mountain in front of him. There are sparse trees and few wild grasses. Gray-black rocks are the main color here, as thick as metal.
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
"Don't be afraid, come and sit."
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Ding Shengxia and leaned over and said: "Then give your heart to me, and I will save your heart. As long as I don't die, you won't die. And in this world, you can kill My people are few, so as long as I live forever, so will you.”
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
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The middle-aged man laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the bright red tongue seemed like a poisonous snake ready to move.
The middle-aged man laughed: "There are no innocent or not-innocent people in this world. As long as they stand in front of you, they will all deserve to die. Their original sin is to block the way. Anyone who blocks the way will die. What you said The person named An Zheng is the person standing in front of you. Don't you realize that he has ruined your mood? You become unconfident, confused about the future, and feel like a loser, don't you? "
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
Nineteen demons
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was dreaming, everything seemed so unreal.
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
What are the Nineteen Demons
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "Yes."
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
There are black stone walls on both sides. There are many murals on the stone walls, which are quite colorful. Ding Shengxia's attention was focused on whether something terrible would rush out from the depths of the cave, so he didn't pay attention to what the murals on the stone walls were. He just glanced at it hastily, vaguely feeling that the mural should describe a war. Some people have wars and conflicts. Now the Sixteen Kingdoms are fighting every day every year, so Ding Shengxia is not interested in wars.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
What are the Nineteen Demons
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
The middle-aged man laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the bright red tongue seemed like a poisonous snake ready to move.
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
Ding Shengxia nodded.
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
The young woman who was reading at the stairs saw Ding Shengxia leaving in a hurry, and lowered her head to read again. After a moment, she raised her head again, with doubts between her eyebrows: "Why can't I feel his heartbeat?"
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
Ding Shengxia asked nervously.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
His face turned pale and he felt like he had walked into hell.
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
Ding Shengxia asked nervously.
His face turned pale and he felt like he had walked into hell.
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
Ding Shengxia asked nervously.
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was dreaming, everything seemed so unreal.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
The middle-aged man laughed: "There are no innocent or not-innocent people in this world. As long as they stand in front of you, they will all deserve to die. Their original sin is to block the way. Anyone who blocks the way will die. What you said The person named An Zheng is the person standing in front of you. Don't you realize that he has ruined your mood? You become unconfident, confused about the future, and feel like a loser, don't you? "
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
The middle-aged man's smile made him feel more at ease. It was an irresistible magic. Especially the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a brilliance that made him sink.
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After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
There was no road in the sea of flowers. As he walked forward, the flowers automatically moved out of the way. After he passed by, the flowers returned to their original positions.
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
Nineteen caves
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Ding Shengxia and leaned over and said: "Then give your heart to me, and I will save your heart. As long as I don't die, you won't die. And in this world, you can kill My people are few, so as long as I live forever, so will you.”
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you want to be immortal?"
The middle-aged man laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the bright red tongue seemed like a poisonous snake ready to move.
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You left a blood reference on that book, and the blood reference brought you here. This is the Nineteenth Cave Heaven of the Fallen Demon Realm. I am the master here, the Nineteenth Demon." You don’t seem to understand the devil, but one thing you don’t know is that the devil is always living with you. Those ordinary people on the street may be members of the devil world.”
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
The middle-aged man waved to Ding Shengxia, and then tables and chairs appeared out of thin air in front of him. Not made of wood, not of stone, but made of bones. The stools are made of bones one by one, while the table is made of skulls glued together one by one. There are exquisite jade flasks and wine glasses on the table, and they match the color of the bones so well. The middle-aged man in white and the crow on his shoulder formed a sharp contrast.
Ding Shengxia nodded.
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was being pulled by that hand and flew far, far away, as if he had left this world. There was stray light all around, which made his eyes feel particularly uncomfortable. Then he felt himself falling heavily to the ground. When he raised his head, he saw a high mountain in front of him. There are sparse trees and few wild grasses. Gray-black rocks are the main color here, as thick as metal.
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
There was no road in the sea of flowers. As he walked forward, the flowers automatically moved out of the way. After he passed by, the flowers returned to their original positions.
The middle-aged man waved to Ding Shengxia, and then tables and chairs appeared out of thin air in front of him. Not made of wood, not of stone, but made of bones. The stools are made of bones one by one, while the table is made of skulls glued together one by one. There are exquisite jade flasks and wine glasses on the table, and they match the color of the bones so well. The middle-aged man in white and the crow on his shoulder formed a sharp contrast.
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But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
Nineteen caves
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
The young woman who was reading at the stairs saw Ding Shengxia leaving in a hurry, and lowered her head to read again. After a moment, she raised her head again, with doubts between her eyebrows: "Why can't I feel his heartbeat?"
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was dreaming, everything seemed so unreal.
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
He raised his finger and pointed at Ding Shengxia: "Don't you want to be such a person?"
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
A middle-aged man wearing a white Confucian shirt stood under the dead tree, facing Ding Shengxia. He didn't look ferocious at all, and his face even had a kind of elegant and handsome beauty. There was no dangerous aura about this person, which made Ding Shengxia's fear slightly lessened.
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "Yes."
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
What are the Nineteen Demons
Ding Shengxia asked nervously.
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you want to be immortal?"
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
Ding Shengxia asked: "What contract?"
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
There was no road in the sea of flowers. As he walked forward, the flowers automatically moved out of the way. After he passed by, the flowers returned to their original positions.
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
"Don't be afraid, come and sit."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
"Don't be afraid, come and sit."
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
The middle-aged man waved to Ding Shengxia, and then tables and chairs appeared out of thin air in front of him. Not made of wood, not of stone, but made of bones. The stools are made of bones one by one, while the table is made of skulls glued together one by one. There are exquisite jade flasks and wine glasses on the table, and they match the color of the bones so well. The middle-aged man in white and the crow on his shoulder formed a sharp contrast.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
Black castle, black dead trees, but dense with white bones.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
In front of him was a cave. On both sides of the cave entrance were stone pillars as thick as two people's arms. The stone pillars were all carved with wolves with two wings on their ribs. It seems that these wolves are very large, and in addition to their normal eyes, they also have an upright eye on their forehead.
He raised his finger and pointed at Ding Shengxia: "Don't you want to be such a person?"
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
In front of him was a cave. On both sides of the cave entrance were stone pillars as thick as two people's arms. The stone pillars were all carved with wolves with two wings on their ribs. It seems that these wolves are very large, and in addition to their normal eyes, they also have an upright eye on their forehead.
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Ding Shengxia and leaned over and said: "Then give your heart to me, and I will save your heart. As long as I don't die, you won't die. And in this world, you can kill My people are few, so as long as I live forever, so will you.”
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
Ding Shengxia nodded.
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
"Because of you and me."
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
The middle-aged man put down the book and looked at Ding Shengxia with a smile. His smile was kind and friendly, and there was even warmth in his eyes.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
Black castle, black dead trees, but dense with white bones.
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
Nineteen demons
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
The middle-aged man laughed: "There are no innocent or not-innocent people in this world. As long as they stand in front of you, they will all deserve to die. Their original sin is to block the way. Anyone who blocks the way will die. What you said The person named An Zheng is the person standing in front of you. Don't you realize that he has ruined your mood? You become unconfident, confused about the future, and feel like a loser, don't you? "
Nineteen caves
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
Ding Shengxia asked nervously.
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
The middle-aged man's smile made him feel more at ease. It was an irresistible magic. Especially the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a brilliance that made him sink.
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
"Because of you and me."
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was being pulled by that hand and flew far, far away, as if he had left this world. There was stray light all around, which made his eyes feel particularly uncomfortable. Then he felt himself falling heavily to the ground. When he raised his head, he saw a high mountain in front of him. There are sparse trees and few wild grasses. Gray-black rocks are the main color here, as thick as metal.
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
The door of the cave is open. There are two black doors. The door on the left is carved with the characters nineteen, and the door on the right is carved with the characters cave and sky.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You left a blood reference on that book, and the blood reference brought you here. This is the Nineteenth Cave Heaven of the Fallen Demon Realm. I am the master here, the Nineteenth Demon." You don’t seem to understand the devil, but one thing you don’t know is that the devil is always living with you. Those ordinary people on the street may be members of the devil world.”
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "Yes."
There are black stone walls on both sides. There are many murals on the stone walls, which are quite colorful. Ding Shengxia's attention was focused on whether something terrible would rush out from the depths of the cave, so he didn't pay attention to what the murals on the stone walls were. He just glanced at it hastily, vaguely feeling that the mural should describe a war. Some people have wars and conflicts. Now the Sixteen Kingdoms are fighting every day every year, so Ding Shengxia is not interested in wars.
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
The middle-aged man put down the book and looked at Ding Shengxia with a smile. His smile was kind and friendly, and there was even warmth in his eyes.
There was no road in the sea of flowers. As he walked forward, the flowers automatically moved out of the way. After he passed by, the flowers returned to their original positions.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You left a blood reference on that book, and the blood reference brought you here. This is the Nineteenth Cave Heaven of the Fallen Demon Realm. I am the master here, the Nineteenth Demon." You don’t seem to understand the devil, but one thing you don’t know is that the devil is always living with you. Those ordinary people on the street may be members of the devil world.”
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
The crow flew down from the dead tree and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder, still looking at Ding Shengxia coldly.
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
Nineteen demons
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
Ding Shengxia trembled with fear and stepped back: "My heart... How can I give my heart to you casually? If I give it to you, I will die... Master... Master, please stop joking."
"Because of you and me."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was dreaming, everything seemed so unreal.
The middle-aged man said softly: "I hate people like this the most. Why should he be better than you? If it is because of talent, why is the talent not as good as him? If it is because of foundation, why is the foundation not as good as him? But in fact, there is no Why, it’s only true if you lose.”
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The gate of the castle is open, with three words carved on it... nineteen statues.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was being pulled by that hand and flew far, far away, as if he had left this world. There was stray light all around, which made his eyes feel particularly uncomfortable. Then he felt himself falling heavily to the ground. When he raised his head, he saw a high mountain in front of him. There are sparse trees and few wild grasses. Gray-black rocks are the main color here, as thick as metal.
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
The middle-aged man laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the bright red tongue seemed like a poisonous snake ready to move.
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
Ding Shengxia nodded.
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
Black castle, black dead trees, but dense with white bones.
The young woman who came out of the corner of the stairs frowned slightly, looked sideways, and found Ding Shengxia looking down at a book in her hand, her body motionless. Although she felt that Ding Shengxia's aura was a little confused, she just thought that Ding Shengxia had not calmed down yet, so she didn't care and looked away.
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
The middle-aged man waved to Ding Shengxia, and then tables and chairs appeared out of thin air in front of him. Not made of wood, not of stone, but made of bones. The stools are made of bones one by one, while the table is made of skulls glued together one by one. There are exquisite jade flasks and wine glasses on the table, and they match the color of the bones so well. The middle-aged man in white and the crow on his shoulder formed a sharp contrast.
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
He raised his finger and pointed at Ding Shengxia: "Don't you want to be such a person?"
The middle-aged man's smile made him feel more at ease. It was an irresistible magic. Especially the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a brilliance that made him sink.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
Ding Shengxia trembled with fear and stepped back: "My heart... How can I give my heart to you casually? If I give it to you, I will die... Master... Master, please stop joking."
He walked forward cautiously. After walking for about a hundred meters, a deep ditch appeared in front of him, which was bottomless. There is a stone bridge over the ditch. It is not very long, only about ten meters. But when Ding Shengxia walked onto the stone bridge, he discovered that the stone bridge was not piled up, but carved out of a huge rock... What kind of miraculous workmanship was that
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to kill innocent people, I just want to kill An Zheng."
Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "Yes."
Ding Shengxia bit her lip and replied: "An Zheng!"
The middle-aged man laughed: "There are no innocent or not-innocent people in this world. As long as they stand in front of you, they will all deserve to die. Their original sin is to block the way. Anyone who blocks the way will die. What you said The person named An Zheng is the person standing in front of you. Don't you realize that he has ruined your mood? You become unconfident, confused about the future, and feel like a loser, don't you? "
"Because of you and me."
He lowered his head and looked at the page. The ferocious face on it gradually changed, and a vague figure appeared on the page: "Come in."
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
There was no road in the sea of flowers. As he walked forward, the flowers automatically moved out of the way. After he passed by, the flowers returned to their original positions.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "Yes."
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
On the black dead tree, bright red flowers suddenly bloomed. Compared with dead trees, it is so weird.
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
A middle-aged man wearing a white Confucian shirt stood under the dead tree, facing Ding Shengxia. He didn't look ferocious at all, and his face even had a kind of elegant and handsome beauty. There was no dangerous aura about this person, which made Ding Shengxia's fear slightly lessened.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
He raised his finger and pointed at Ding Shengxia: "Don't you want to be such a person?"
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Ding Shengxia and leaned over and said: "Then give your heart to me, and I will save your heart. As long as I don't die, you won't die. And in this world, you can kill My people are few, so as long as I live forever, so will you.”
Ding Shengxia felt like he had been gone for a year, but when he looked back, he could still see the stone bridge reappearing. But the fog became more erratic, as if there were white shadows floating back and forth.
After walking across the stone bridge, he saw a sea of flowers.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
He looked into Ding Shengxia's eyes: "Tell me, what's the name of the person you hate?"
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
The middle-aged man laughed, and when he opened his mouth, the bright red tongue seemed like a poisonous snake ready to move.
The deep ditch was only ten meters wide, but when he was on the stone bridge, he couldn't see the other side. A piece of fog lay across the deep ditch. After passing through the fog and walking across the stone bridge, it suddenly became clear. I originally thought that it was still part of the cave, but after I came here, I realized that it was actually a wilderness.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
The middle-aged man sat down first, then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Now that you are here, what are you still afraid of?"
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
"I can give you power, a power you can't imagine. But although you are already my disciple, I can't give you power for no reason. There needs to be a contract between you and me."
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
The middle-aged man's smile made him feel more at ease. It was an irresistible magic. Especially the middle-aged man's eyes, there was a brilliance that made him sink.
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
There are flowers everywhere, exactly the same flowers, there is no second species, they are all red, and the flowers look like lanterns made of velvet. The flowers have few leaves but very long stems. Each plant has only one flower, and the height and size are almost exactly the same. So looking into the distance, I felt that it was not a sea of flowers at all, but a sea of blood.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
"Don't be afraid, come and sit."
The middle-aged man smiled: "A person who is better than you in every aspect, who suppresses you in every aspect, and who can tear your self-esteem to pieces anytime and anywhere?"
Ding Shengxia asked: "What contract?"
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
There seems to be a statue at the highest point of the mountain, which looks like a wolf with its wings spread.
"You're already here, there's no turning back."
The young woman who came out of the corner of the stairs frowned slightly, looked sideways, and found Ding Shengxia looking down at a book in her hand, her body motionless. Although she felt that Ding Shengxia's aura was a little confused, she just thought that Ding Shengxia had not calmed down yet, so she didn't care and looked away.
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you want to be immortal?"
Ding Shengxia was still hesitating, but the hatred in his heart gradually made him lose his mind. He stood up, then plopped down on his knees: "Please Master, make me stronger!"
Ding Shengxia's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze. Scared, he had never been as scared as he was today. He was worried that if he took another step, he would become one of the dead souls in the mist.
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Black castle, black dead trees, but dense with white bones.
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
Ding Shengxia nodded: "I think!"
But the sea of flowers soon came to an end, and a black castle appeared in front of it. It seems to be tens of meters high, and it looks more like an abandoned tower alone.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
The middle-aged man put down the book and looked at Ding Shengxia with a smile. His smile was kind and friendly, and there was even warmth in his eyes.
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Ding Shengxia and leaned over and said: "Then give your heart to me, and I will save your heart. As long as I don't die, you won't die. And in this world, you can kill My people are few, so as long as I live forever, so will you.”
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
Ding Shengxia trembled with fear and stepped back: "My heart... How can I give my heart to you casually? If I give it to you, I will die... Master... Master, please stop joking."
Ding Shengxia screamed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the library.
As soon as the figure reached out, his hand actually reached out from the page of the book, grabbed Ding Shengxia's collar, and then pulled Ding Shengxia into the page.
The middle-aged man held a volume in his hand and seemed to have read more than half of it.
The middle-aged man still smiled so gently: "How could I joke with my beloved disciple?"
But there was another strong curiosity driving him. He couldn't help but move forward and walked in through the two open doors.
Ding Shengxia had the idea of retreating at this moment, and he began to regret walking in. However, when he looked back, he found that the stone bridge was gone. He quickly walked to the edge of the deep ditch and found that there was boiling magma underneath. Ding Shengxia was shocked and immediately jumped towards the direction he came from. The layer of fog floating above the deep ditch seemed to have turned into an iron wall. Ding Shengxia's head hit the wall hard and then fell back to the ground.
The middle-aged man said: "Those are the people who once thought they could despise me. If there is one, I will kill one. There is no need for a man to leave any way for his opponents to survive. False compassion is what only Zen people will do." I no longer remember how many people have died in my hands. It is precisely because of the numerous bones in my hands that I can become a person who can despise others."
Ding Shengxia screamed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the library.
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
"Why...bring me here? Where is this? Who are you?"
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
"This place is very secretive, and the woman in the library outside will not notice it. Her strength is good, but she is far from being able to detect my existence."
He suddenly stretched out his hand, stabbed it into Ding Shengxia's heart with a pop, and then took out the still beating heart. He casually broke a bone from the bone stool and stuffed it into Ding Shengxia's heart, and put the heart into his sleeve: "I gave you the immortal body, and then I gave you the cultivation of the Nineteenth Demon Lord. It’s a martial art. If you fall into the devil’s world, you will definitely make a comeback.”
The middle-aged man said softly: "I hate people like this the most. Why should he be better than you? If it is because of talent, why is the talent not as good as him? If it is because of foundation, why is the foundation not as good as him? But in fact, there is no Why, it’s only true if you lose.”
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
On the black dead tree, bright red flowers suddenly bloomed. Compared with dead trees, it is so weird.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
Ding Shengxia shouted loudly: "I must cut him into pieces."
For a moment, Ding Shengxia's head buzzed, and cold sweat on his back instantly wet his clothes.
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you want to be immortal?"
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
Ding Shengxia screamed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the library.
The middle-aged man said: "Kneel down and bow to me. I will accept you as my disciple. From today on, you will be the only disciple of the Nineteen Demon Lords in the Fallen Demon Realm."
The sound came from the depths of the sea of flowers, and Ding Shengxia braced himself and walked in the direction of the sound.
"Because of you and me."
He glanced at Ding Shengxia and continued: "I said you and I are destined because I feel the hatred in your heart. All hatred is destined to me."
The young woman who was reading at the stairs saw Ding Shengxia leaving in a hurry, and lowered her head to read again. After a moment, she raised her head again, with doubts between her eyebrows: "Why can't I feel his heartbeat?"
He touched his heart in horror and found that there was no wound. Then he found a small scroll in his hand. He put the scroll away with a pale face and left quickly.
The middle-aged man slowly shook his head: "The devil never swears, because it is more meaningful to do it directly than to swear. If you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I can make you stronger and kill the person you hate. Trample him under your feet and make him irrecoverable. Don't doubt my ability. Have you seen the dead souls in the ravine?"
Ding Shengxia hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
The young woman who was reading at the stairs saw Ding Shengxia leaving in a hurry, and lowered her head to read again. After a moment, she raised her head again, with doubts between her eyebrows: "Why can't I feel his heartbeat?"
That's not a mist at all, it's the souls of the dead. One by one, the dead souls gathered on the deep ditch, forming a mist.
Ding Shengxia walked to the door with trembling legs, then stuck his head in to take a look. Inside is a not-so-wide street, deserted. Dilapidated houses, city bricks falling to the ground, withered trees, and a black crow on the tree. The crow's eyes were blood red, staring at him coldly.
Ding Shengxia walked over tremblingly, bowed down very humbly, and then dared to sit down on the bone stool. At that moment, he seemed to feel countless bony hands grabbing him under his butt.
"Because of you and me."
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Ding Shengxia felt like he was going crazy. The voice echoed in his mind, and he felt fear seeping out of every pore of his body.