Outside the illusion, in Tianxian's residence.
A young man in a white robe lazily leaned under the banyan tree in the courtyard. The gaps between the leaves divided the sunlight into tiny shadows, like thousands of golden flowers falling on his handsome profile.
A copper-yellow mirror was suspended in the air, reflecting the scene inside the pagoda. I don't know what he saw, but Tianxianzi raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
"Junior brother!"
A strong male voice suddenly sounded in front of the courtyard. The cold sword energy made the branches rustle and even the air stagnated for a moment: "Draw the sword!"
"No, no, no." Tianxianzi was reluctant to take his eyes off the black mirror. He raised his hand and waved away the sword light that swept over. "I'm watching my little disciples' experience. Let's fight again another day." The man
who came was one of the six elders of Xuanxu Sect, his dear senior brother Zhenxiao Jianzun.
Except for being poor and loving swords, Tianxianzi didn't look like a sword cultivator at all.
What should a sword cultivator be like? Strong as a sword, sharp as a sword, and cold as a sword. When you meet someone or something you don't like, just fight, and never say nonsense. Unlike him, he talks all day long, is good at eating, drinking and gambling, and is best at playing tricks.
Zhenxiao is different.
He is the most traditional sword cultivator, holding a sword all the time, and inheriting the fine tradition of the sword sect to fight at the slightest disagreement, and his motto is: draw the sword.
The strong love to compete with the strong, so Zhenxiao's greatest hobby is to come here to find Tianxianzi to draw swords - the kind that costs money.
He gets pleasure, and his junior brother gets money, so neither of them loses.
"Experience?"
Zhen Xiao snorted coldly and stood beside him with a sword in his arms: "A place as insignificant as Zhaixing Pavilion also requires you to trouble yourself?"
Tian Xianzi smiled: "No, no, no, this time Zhaixing Pavilion is different from usual."
The gust of wind was like a sword, cutting through the shadows of the trees.
Zhen Xiao hesitated for a while, frowned and said, "Could it be..."
Jian Zun's deep and unfathomable pupils moved slightly downwards, and finally fell on the brass mirror: "Your disciples are only in the Jindan stage, right? If they encounter such a big monster, it will probably be dangerous."
"That's not necessarily true."
The young man in white robe leaned over and lowered his eyes. His fingertips stroked across the mirror, drawing a clear ripple, which just happened to ripple on the gorgeous face of the girl in purple skirt: "The monster is indeed fierce, and my little disciple... also has unexpected actions."
The picture shows the main gate of Zhaixing Pavilion, with cars and horses flowing like water and dragons, and the bright and beautiful girl laughing wantonly, like a dissolute dandy.
Zhen Xiao said calmly: "I remember that the evildoer in front of the door was a man. When did the pagoda change him into a girl? He was hugged left and right like this. The group of people who designed the illusion really had a bad taste."
Tian Xianzi smiled and was not ashamed but proud: "This is my apprentice. You didn't expect it!"
Jian Zun's face, which was always calm and composed, finally showed a crack.
How could your apprentice be more excessive than the original evildoer? And she must be robbing, right? Even the man in the yellow robe couldn't stand it! Are
young people having so much fun now?
"Zhaixing Pavilion likes the flesh and blood of righteous people the most. In this way, those female demons will probably hate her very much and won't pay much attention to her. Interesting! She is worthy of being my apprentice!"
Tianxianzi grinned and drank a sip of tea: "Maybe Ningning has already discovered something is wrong. What do you think she will do next?"
Zhenxiao Sword Master: I don't care, I don't want to watch, it has nothing to do with him.
Zhenxiao: "I will accompany you to watch it, and wait for them to come out and go to the top of the mountain to compete with swords."
Tianxianzi's eyes flickered: "Senior brother, I feel very tired today, I am afraid-"
"Ten thousand spirit stones."
"Okay! I am not afraid of being torn to pieces, I want to stay in the world for my senior brother!"
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"Miss, please take a seat."
Following the yellow-shirted woman upstairs, Ningning came to the private room in Zhaixing Pavilion.
After she hugged them left and right, the housekeeper reminded her that only one girl could be chosen every night, under the pretext of "to avoid jealousy and ruining the relationship between the girls".
Ning Ning agreed vaguely, thinking secretly that the "ruining the relationship" was true, but the "jealousy" was false.
- How could there not be conflicts when two monsters fight for a piece of human flesh?
The woman who took her upstairs was named Chao Yan. She wore a long goose yellow gauze dress and walked like a beauty from a water village, with soft words, a graceful waist, and willow-like eyebrows. When she walked, her hair was slightly drooping, outlining her slender waist that was less than a hand's length.
Ning Ning thought inappropriately that if she were a man, she would have to spend every day in this fantasy world. There are so many beautiful women to choose from, and you don't have to spend money. Wow, it's like a fairyland on earth.
It's a pity that when you take off the masks on their faces, it becomes a ghost story.
The boss behind the scenes, Mrs. Bones, is the owner of the Zhaixing Pavilion and lives on the top floor of the pavilion.
She and her female demons feed on the flesh and blood of living people to improve their cultivation. Because their appearance is very different from that of humans, they all wear human skin masks. Only when they open their bloody mouths to eat will their true faces be revealed.
But Mrs. Bai Gu would never have thought that the female demons she thought she controlled had actually changed their masters long ago.
Their real master was called "Yinshan Ghost Mother", who hid in the secret passage at the bottom of the pavilion and possessed unparalleled power. Because he was seriously injured by the elder of the Sword Sect, he had to come here to absorb the essence of Yang and recuperate.
The monster needed the endless blood and strength in the Star Picking Pavilion, but he knew that he was seriously injured. Once he had a conflict with Mrs. Bai Gu, both would suffer. So after thinking about it, he came up with a clever plan.
As a ghost mother, she naturally has the power to control living beings, and can turn ordinary people and demons into puppets to do her bidding.
She couldn't fight with Mrs. White Bone head-on, but she was more than capable of dealing with the little demons. Within half a month, most of the demon women in the Zhaixing Pavilion became puppets, and most of the energy absorbed was taken by her.
Mrs. White Bone thought that humans had low spiritual power, and she never thought that she would actually make wedding clothes for others.
According to the narration in the original text, after everyone defeated Mrs. White Bone, there was a sudden roar from the ground, and the Zhaixing Pavilion collapsed.
The Yinshan Ghost Mother woke up from her slumber and broke out of the ground. After absorbing many days of energy, she has recovered all her strength.
She is so powerful that everyone fought desperately but was defeated. The original owner was even seriously injured and sent out of the illusion. In the end, Pei Ji unleashed the surging sword energy hidden in his body, and after putting all his strength into it at the critical moment of his life, he finally defeated him.
She couldn't act righteous, or else the demons would treat her as their delicious Tang Monk meat.
She couldn't just kill the demons, because if she happened to kill one of the puppets, the Ghost Mother of Shanyin would notice.
She couldn't go head-to-head with the two monsters, because Pei Ji and Xiao Bailong were protected by the protagonists. If something went wrong, she would definitely be the first to get into trouble.
Life is not easy, Ning Ning sighed. She just wanted to be a vicious female supporting role in peace, why was it so difficult?
Ghost Mother of Shanyin, what should I do with you, a naughty little demon?
"What are you thinking about, young lady?"
Chao Yan poured her a cup of tea and laughed softly: "Do you think Chao Yan is boring?"
Ning Ning's eyes were empty: "Yes."
The yellow-skirted woman beside her twitched her lips, and soon changed to a smile: "Chao Yan is devoted to you, but you only think about those sisters who didn't come. It's really sad."
"Since I chose Chao Yan to enter the room, I must like you."
Ning Ning was still thinking about how to deal with the ghost mother, and she perfunctorily talked trash to her. The yellow-skirted woman beside her smiled when she heard it, but the next moment, the smile suddenly froze.
The shameless playboy said calmly, "But my love for you is not inconsistent with my love for those sisters! I am a Taoist who pursues the great love in my heart. You and the sisters are one of the myriad things in the world. Isn't it natural that I like all of you?"
Tian Xianzi, who was beside the mysterious mirror, almost spit out a mouthful of tea. She continued, "I like you, it is selfless and it is the great way. If so, why can't the sisters love me selflessly in return?"
The woman in the yellow skirt had a distorted face and forced a smile, "My love for you is indeed selfless."
"You're lying."
Ning Ning glanced at her and said without pause, "Since you like me, you have to find a way to make me happy. If I can't be with other sisters, I won't be happy - doesn't this contradict what you said? Sister, it seems that you still don't understand the great love of us sword cultivators."
After these words came out, even Chao Yan, who thought she was a female devil, was completely stunned.
Do you have any shame, huh? Do you have any shame? What kind of great love is this? You actually made playing multiple boats sound so fresh and unconventional... What kind of people are you sword cultivators? !
Chao Yan was unable to refute what she said, and was furious.
Although this little girl calls herself a "sword cultivator", judging from her fragile body and carefree personality, she should not be a tough character. Instead of listening to her babbling here, it is better to eat her up as soon as possible.
She made up her mind and was about to take action, but suddenly she heard Ning Ning say, "I'll tell you a secret."
The girl took a step closer to her and whispered in a low voice, "I am a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect. I have long seen that you are a monster."
In fact, Ning Ning did not want to reveal her identity directly.
This woman was obviously going to attack her. If she knocked her out or killed her at this time, the ghost mother would definitely notice.
But she had not thought of a way to deal with the monster, so she could only use this to delay time.
What's more, she needed more intelligence, which she had to get from this witch.
Chao Yan was stunned for a very short moment.
Then she simply stopped pretending and spoke in a hoarse voice with a murderous look on her face: "You are talking nonsense! All the members of Xuanxu Sword Sect are powerful sword cultivators, how could it be such a little girl!"
Ning Ning pinched a spell with one hand and effortlessly deflected the strong wind she stabbed at: "Nonsense? My strength is far better than yours, there is no need to lie and waste time."
She has a deep spiritual energy and her cultivation is indeed much higher than hers.
Chao Yan's attack was easily blocked. She knew that she was no match for this girl, but there was no one else here, so she couldn't ask for help from her companions.
The demon will be desperate if it falls into the hands of the sword cultivator. She gritted her teeth secretly and thought of a way in her mind.
The little girl looked inexperienced, and her human skin mask made her look weak. If she made up a lie and claimed that she was coerced by the White Bone Lady, she
would never expect that as soon as this thought flashed through her mind, Ning Ning beside her sighed: "This time I came to Zhaixing Pavilion to get rid of the monster that eats human essence and blood. Sister, I see that you are weak and kind-hearted. You must have been coerced by that monster, right?"
Chao Yan: ...?
Wait, how did her lines get taken away?
After a moment of shock, the witch sneered in her heart.
This idiot must have seen her beautiful face and pitiful face, and actually made up a story about a weak girl being coerced. How ignorant.
It just played into her trap.
So Chao Yan answered without hesitation: "That's right! The White Bone Lady forced us to come to receive her, otherwise she would kill us all. I was also forced to do so."
Ning Ning really showed a very happy expression.
Humph, this stinky swordsman thought he had seen through the cats in the building, so he was so happy.
She thought she was at the second level, but she didn't know that Chao Yan was better than her and had already reached the third level.
Ning Ning nodded righteously: "What is going on in this building, can you tell me something?"
"We are demons from the mountains. We were forced by Madam White Bone to come here to absorb the spiritual energy and blood of mortals."
Chao Yan said: "The faces of the girls in the building are all beautiful human skins, so as to deceive the guests."
As worthy of being a naive little disciple who has just started out, the girl's eyes showed some fear: "Are the masks made directly from human faces?"
"Human faces are obtained by spiritual power, not human flesh and blood. If there are beautiful female guests, we will also create faces exactly like them for future use."
In order to comfort the frightened girl and show her kindness and consideration, she moved her fingertips and a mask identical to Ning Ning appeared out of thin air in her hand: "Just like this."
"Is that so!"
Ning Ning took it carefully, the fear in her almond-shaped eyes gone, her smile deepened: "I thought of it."
Chao Yan was curious: "What did you think of?"
The girl in the purple skirt smiled, her voice was soft and gentle, but the words that came out of her lips made her back shiver: "I thought of...how to flatten this building."
She raised the corners of her mouth and her voice was as sweet as honey: "Goodbye, sister."
The sharp sword flashed, breaking the ambiguous night.
At the moment when the Star Mark Sword pierced her body, the banshee cursed countless times in her heart.
She thought Ningning was an idiot, but she didn't expect that she had planned it and regarded her as a tool to extract information.
Her pure sincerity was misplaced in the end.
Who could have thought that she thought she had thought of the third level, but the idiot was actually on the fifth level.