back mountain.
A large number of strong and strong men are sweating in the sun with their upper bodies bare.
This is a daily exercise task for the "yang material" raised in the Yin Yang sect.
Only reasonable exercise, coupled with adequate nutrition, can last long enough under the endless supply of supplements.
After all, hungry, skinny, and weak refugees are not at all to the taste of the women of the Yin Yang Sect.
However, from the thick dark circles under the eyes of some men and the occasional trembling thighs, it can be seen that their life is not as easy as imagined.
"Number 9527."
"arrive!"
"Go to the No. 3 wing of the Yingchun Palace, and the fairy master called your name."
"yes!"
Not only at night, but anytime, anywhere, they will be at risk of being taken away for supplementation.
…
When Bai Mo and Mu Ziqing came to the Hall of Yingchun, they happened to meet No. 9527 who had just been supplemented with essence, and saw that he had only half his life left, and was still fainting by the corridor of the hall.
The high-pitched or low-pitched sounds of the surroundings adorned this hall extremely charmingly.
Coupled with a touch of aromatherapy, it is easy to get carried away.
The faces of Mo Fengwu and other women who followed Bai Mo to the Palace of Yingchun were involuntarily flushed.
"Come here! Clean up this pile of rubbish, so as not to stain the eyes of the distinguished guests." Mu Ziqing frowned slightly when he saw a man in a black uniform who was slumped beside a pillar.
"Hmph, Yang material? If I, Lin Fan, can escape alive, I swear, one day I will destroy your Yin Yang sect, dig out the hearts, liver, spleen and lungs of you witches, and see how dark it has become. .”
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Lin Fan, who was still motionless and pretending to be dizzy, squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of flames of hatred, but he was careful to hide them.
It's just that he has been tossed so badly just now, when he met an abusive fairy master, he was a happy fireball and a wire whisk.
After being tortured in hell for more than an hour, not only was his physical strength and essence drained, but his whole body was so painful that he couldn't get up.
If it hadn't been for a ghost-like girl suddenly appearing before counting incense sticks, hanging a jade lock on his chest, and this jade lock continuously poured cool air into Lin Fan's broken body, he would have been a long time ago. He was killed on the spot like many seniors who were spoiled by love.
It is also miraculous to say that this ghost girl came and went without a trace. When Lin Fan wanted to look for her figure again, there was nothing else except the jade lock hanging around his neck. The back of the paper crane.
…
"Yes, suzerain!" Two healthy women with big arms and round waists and eight feet tall came out as ordered, and walked towards No. 9527, which looked like a pile of mud.
They are also familiar with cleaning up the scene. On average, ten days and a half months, the fairy master of the Yingchun Palace has to kill a few of the yang materials who go in to serve.
Especially a few of them are particularly exciting to play, and people die almost every time.
According to the Yin-Yang sect's sect rules, if you play with a yang material raised in the gate of death, you need to pay ten contribution points, which is equivalent to half a month's monthly payment for a Qi refining cultivator in the sect...
Immortal cultivators have never been mortals, and this is even more true for demon sects such as the Yin Yang Sect. They are only part of the sect's property.
"A man? Still standing in the upper position of the Yin-Yang Sect's suzerain?" Lin Fan discovered this matter with difficulty with his swollen eyes.
That white-clothed boy undoubtedly had a man's face.
It's a pity that his drowsy brain couldn't support him to think too much, Lin Fan quickly closed his eyes completely, ready to play dead, and let two healthy women carry him away.
There is a mass burial mound near the Yinyang sect, which is specially used to bury all kinds of mortals who died in the sect. As long as they can pretend to be dead to deceive the buryer, they will have a chance to escape.
…
"Wait." Bai Mo stopped the two healthy women who were carrying the corpse.
"Listen to the seniors." Mu Ziqing worried that the two healthy women who had lived in the environment of women for a long time would offend the boy in white, so he specially reminded.
"Yes, suzerain."
"It seems to be this person, put him down."
When he first received the Immortal Ascension Order from the Yin Yang Sect, a mysterious and mysterious feeling emerged in Bai Mo's heart.
The closer you are to the Yin Yang sect, the stronger this feeling will be.
After entering the gate of the Yin Yang sect, that feeling directed him to the back mountain.
Now Bai Mo, who followed the feeling all the way, finally confirmed the existence of this mysterious feeling to him.
"thump."
"thump."
"..."
As Bai Mo approached, Lin Fan's heart beat wildly as a warning, reminding him that something extremely dangerous was about to happen.
He who has been pretending to be dead, feels more and more that he will soon be unable to pretend anymore.
"The yin-yang lock of Immortal Luan Gu?" Bai Mo grabbed the jade lock on Lin Fan's chest, took a few breaths, and finally confirmed the identity of the jade lock.
The yin-yang lock is self-obscuring, as if it does not exist under the divine sense, it is easy to deceive the monks who have been relying on the divine sense to observe the world for many years.
In Bai Mo's memory, Luangu Immortal Venerable was also one of his enemies who participated in the siege of Moyang Immortal Venerable in his previous life.
Now his inheritance has appeared in this small Yin Yang sect.
"That's mine!!!"
Seeing that Bai Mo seemed to be taking away the yin-yang lock, Lin Fan could no longer pretend to be dead, because the jade lock seemed to be connected to his body at this moment.
Taking away the jade lock is tantamount to digging out his heart.
Especially when Bai Mo's hand touched the jade lock, the cool air that was originally coming out of the lock and slowly repairing Lin Fan's body suddenly turned into white light, rushing towards Bai Mo's palm incessantly.
"Treasure?" The flickering light immediately attracted Mu Ziqing's attention, and greed began to grow in her heart.
Especially when she discovered that the young man who had been releasing the coercion of the golden core late stage before was constantly losing power to the inside of the jade lock...
"The historical text of the second block?"
Bai Mo, who was in a daze, was putting all his thoughts on the historical text, which contained a lot of extremely important information.
Even Lin Fan, who kept trying to pinch his neck with his hands but was always blocked by the aura of body protection, couldn't bring him back from the historical text.
"...
I don't know which life you are.
If there is no wrong inference between the me in the previous life and the me in this life.
I seem to be stuck in a loop of time and reincarnated continuously.
The Ring of Time is the name I gave to this reincarnation seal in my previous life.
Life after life, this world will always let me be reborn under the general trend.
And every rebirth, I will lose something.
Maybe it's memory, maybe it's power.
After reincarnating enough times.
Maybe 'I', Bai Mo, no longer exists.
…”