Offering Salted Fish To Master

Among the thousands of elite disciples on the field, who is not a child of the big family in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, has better aptitude and more resources than ordinary people from the beginning of life. Those who are at the beginning of life winners, whoever goes out, is The outside figures who can't climb high in the small school can cut countless lives and deaths with a single wave of their hands. However, today, in front of the Taoist Cizang, they have also become ants, as if their identities have been exchanged.

Sima Jiao just sat on the jade steps at will, looking like a slightly gloomy young man, but after countless blood lessons before, no one dared to take him seriously. The more capable, scheming, and identity people, the less dare they dare to offend him openly, because they know more secrets than ordinary disciples, so they are more afraid of Sima Jiao.

The two disciples on the stage who were constrained in the fight, when they heard Sima Jiao's words, they all thought about it. They knew that this Taoist Zizang killed people at will, and didn't care about the factions and their value like other great powers. He didn't care about these factions and was just a powerful lunatic, so he said he wanted to kill, but he really wanted to kill.

One of them changed his eyes, looked at the disciple opposite, and after making another move, he was already murderous. He thought clearly, I'm afraid that even if the elders in the family came for a while, it would be impossible to stop the killing. After all, there is an elder in his family who was killed on the Three Sacred Mountain before. Isn't the Taoist Cizang still standing here? .

This change of his trick was also noticed by the disciple opposite him. Although the two sides had a bit of face, they couldn't compare with their own lives. All of a sudden, the two fought seriously, with frequent killing moves. The two of them have good cultivation skills, and they have obviously been well-trained. Now they are fighting each other. The scene is so wonderful that all the disciples onlookers can’t help but take a closer look. But Sima Jiao, the initiator of this battle, sits down. With an indifferent appearance above, he chose the next person from the crowd.

Liao Tingyan sat next to him, and the **** snake surrounded them. Neither of them had any interest in this fight. Liao Tingyan had never liked watching martial arts movies, let alone watching dead people. The sun was slightly brighter, and she followed Sima Jiao’s manner and leaned back on the cold scales of the **** snake. She felt a lot more comfortable. She turned her head and looked at the cranes flying on the mountain in the distance, counting those flying around. How many cranes are there to pass the time.

When the head and others arrived at the Lingyan Mountain Platform, the winner was just divided, one was seriously injured and the other died.

Not only the head of the house came, but also the palace owners of the other eight palaces, as well as all well-informed members of the big and small families. These big guys, who usually never come out easily, rushed over together because they were afraid that Sima Jiao would suddenly go crazy and smash all the elite seedlings.

"The Taoist Lord of Mercy." Everyone saluted Sima Jiao. Several palace masters couldn't see the joy or anger on their faces. Only some of the outstanding disciples who died in the family really felt distressed. They would show a bit of resentment, but they didn't dare to be too obvious. .

The head has always had a good attitude, and he stepped forward and said, "Master, why are you interested in watching the competition of these young disciples."

Sima Jiao leaned on his black snake, looked at this group of well-dressed and immortal people, and said, "I was so bored. I just watched one game just now. Let's go on. Choose two more. It's still a death fight. ."

The head has concentration, but some people don’t have such concentration anymore. With more children in the family, it is inevitable that there will be the most loved ones. Why would you be willing to let people break easily here? Right now, there is a pulse leader who bites the bullet and comes out to persuade:" Dao Jun Ci Zang, it's just a competition, so it's better to change the death fight..."

Sima Jiao: "But I just want to see people die."

He looked at everyone's faces one by one, and suddenly said: "I heard that many years ago, the disciples in the fairy mansion often fight to death and promote themselves between life and death. Therefore, talented people came out in large numbers at that time. The mansion is already in decline."

When he said this, the tone changed: "The disciples present today, if one person can win 20 death fights, he will get a piece of Fengshan blood clot."

Liao Tingyan knew that the cultivation base of this flower was one petal for thousands of years, but she still didn't know all. The magic of this flower was that no matter what the aptitude, the cultivation base was directly increased, and the worse the aptitude, the better the effect, such as if someone During the Qi refining period, the cultivation base can even rush to the Nascent Infant at once. The two difficulties of building foundation and pill formation can be completely ignored, and if the cultivation base is advanced, this thousand-year cultivation base may directly let people pass the bottleneck. , And there is absolutely no sequelae, and if the age has arrived, but the cultivation base cannot grow at the critical point, with this flower, there will be a thousand years of cultivation base, if you pass this level and reach the next level, it is equal to One more life.

As soon as Sima Jiao said this, even the masters and many of the disciples under him became quiet. Everyone’s expression was clear here in Sima Jiao. His overly keen perception made him seem to be standing greedy at this moment. In the ocean, almost suffocated.

Liao Tingyan was a vase on the side, and was suddenly pulled by Sima Jiao. She glanced at Sima Jiao's frowning eyebrows and irritable expression, even if he was buried on his back and sucked, she did not dare to move.

Do you **** cats? Liao Tingyan thought to himself, I understand the name of this stunning favorite girl today.

Sima Jiao slowed down, and when he spoke again, his voice was already gloomy, "Go ahead."

No one stopped this time, and some disciples took the initiative to stand up. And ten death fights, killing twenty people. This is not difficult. After all, when we are together, it is inevitable that there will be strong and not so strong. The difficult thing is the entanglement of the line of forces behind those people. Who should be killed to minimize the trouble is everyone's consideration. Things.

Let them offend people unwillingly for no reason, but the interest is current, or the interest that cannot be rejected, how many people can not waver. The development of things up to now is not Sima Jiao's business, but the choice of a group of profit-seeking people. In their view, no one can't give up. If they can't give up, it's just because the benefits are not enough to move people's hearts.

On this day, there were hundreds of disciples who died here. Sima Jiao watched them fight together indifferently, and did not return to Bailu Cliff until the sunset. Liao Tingyan followed Sima Jiao, looking at his slender back and dark hair, and asked, "Master, can you go tomorrow?"

"Why, don't you want to go?" Sima Jiao said lightly.

Liao Tingyan: "If I have to go tomorrow, I will prepare umbrellas and cushions." After a day's exposure, if it weren't for her natural beauty, the skin would immediately become darker, and she sat on the steps for a day, thinking that her **** was not Will it hurt?

Sima Jiao paused, turned to look at her, and suddenly laughed wildly.

Here comes again, the boss goes crazy again.

"Aren't you afraid of death, now you are not afraid?" Sima Jiao asked.

Liao Tingyan rarely talked to him without truth BUFF, and replied deliberately: "I'm afraid I'm afraid, so I didn't look where they were fighting today." Turn left to look at the mountains and birds, turn right to look at a group of big guys. , Did an afternoon of cervical spine exercises.

"Oh, I have wronged you." Sima Jiao said.

Liao Tingyan couldn't tell whether his words were ironic or not. According to his non-talking character, she guessed it was irony. Seeing that he seemed to be in a more peaceful mood, Liao Tingyan couldn't help asking him: "They seem to want the red lotus petals today, but didn't you say that you need your blood to use it?"

"It's not my blood, it's the blood of the Fengshan clan." Sima Jiao walked in the mountains, his sleeves brushed against the flowers and trees next to him, and pink petals fell on the ground. "I didn't say that the bodies of the Sima clan were left behind after death. There is only one bone bead. Those corpses cannot be left because their flesh and blood are all elixir and will be divided by these families in Gengchen Immortal Mansion. Although I am the only one left, there were still some people before. Yes, they have accumulated for many years, and of course there are some useful flesh and blood in their hands."

Liao Tingyan was caught off guard and felt a little nauseated. He retched.

Sima Jiao was amused by her reaction again, and casually folded a flower next to her and swept her face: "This can't stand it, but it's just cannibalism. In this world, there is no cannibalism." See Liao Ting Yan's expression and feeling her emotions made Sima Jiao feel that this demon spy is really strange, looking at more decent people than them, she really is a demon?

Sima Jiao hesitated: "You are really a demon..." He said with suspicion.

Konjac? What is it, call me konjac, what kind of cookie are you! Liao Tingyan scolded him a few words in his heart.

"Forget it." Sima Jiao wanted to ask, but then he thought about where she was.

Back at Bailuya, Liao Tingyan lay in his room for a while, watching that it was almost evening, and tried to ask the puppet to eat dinner. But for a moment, she saw the beautiful big crane flying over with the lunch box by the window.

That’s awesome. The food delivery staff who deliver the dinner to you immortals are all cranes, flying super fast.

The lunch box is not big, but the space inside is large, full of various foods. Liao Tingyan felt like a Lafayette, sitting there motionless, watching the puppets bring her food and drink out, and put them in front of them one by one, because they ate outside and the puppets gave them away. A beautiful glazed lantern came, lining the flowers and trees next to it, creating a magnificent atmosphere.

The owner, Sima Jiao, was out of sight and did not know where he went. Liao Tingyan ate alone and felt very good. Because everything is delicious and full of spiritual energy, not only can she be full and relieve her hunger, she can also feel the spiritual power in her body soaring, and the feeling of rising up the experience bar is really cool. Not long after she started eating, the **** snake didn't know where it came from, and then held her head with her hands.

Liao Tingyan has a colleague who loves to pour delicious juices to the big snake cart, and he eats every one of them.

After eating, Liao Tingyan took a walk to digest. She and Sima Jiao were the only people in Bailuya, and the rest were puppets. She walked up and down in the dark by herself. To be honest, she was a little bit embarrassed, pulling the **** snake together. The **** snake has milk and is a mother. After being fed by Liao Tingyan for a while, he would follow her behind with his tail, which made Liao Tingyan suspect that he was walking the dog.

“Today’s exercise is almost the same. Let’s take a shower. Tomorrow is another morning to work.” Liao Tingyan is very satisfied with this new working place, because there is an open-air pool for bathing.

The puppet took her to the bathing pool, and Liao Tingyan couldn't wait to undress and dive into the water as soon as she saw it. The pool is big, but not deep. She stood with the water on her chest. Around the pond are planted spirit trees that hang down to the surface of the water. These spirit trees are like natural walls, densely blocking the entire pond, forming a world of its own. Moreover, these spirit trees are flourishing, with red petals all falling on the water. It is a natural petal bath. A few glazed lamps hung on the flower trees, and the water was hazy.

Liao Tingyan felt relaxed and happy, this is the feeling of vacation. When life is difficult, she has to learn to adjust herself. Now she has completely eliminated all the messy things during the day and immersed herself in this wonderful scenery and gentle water.

It's quiet around, she's the only one. When taking a bath, it is suitable to do something free and easy, such as singing out-of-tune songs, slamming your legs and splashing water, circled a large petal on your arm and face, or suffocated your breath and buried yourself in the water.

There was a dark figure in the water.

"Puff, cough!" Liao Tingyan came out of the water and coughed vigorously. Sima Jiao stood up from the pool, covered in wetness. He stroked his long hair, exposing his smooth forehead, and walked towards her. When Liao Tingyan covered his chest, he looked indifferently from him. She landed next to her, turned her head and said to her quietly, "You are really noisy."

Then just left.

Lonely man and widow, petal bath pool, beautiful atmosphere, nothing happened.

Liao Tingyan pondered for a moment, and felt that he could be sure that his ancestors were really bad. Great, I feel relieved a lot at once.