Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan sat there and looked at the scene for a long time. Sima Jiao didn’t respond till it was dawn. The big black snake probed its head in the dawn light. They were the only three left alive. Liao Tingyan waved to the black snake, but it didn’t dare to approach, and retracted his head. 

Liao Tingyan stayed up all night and was very sleepy. Unfortunately, her couch was burned up and now she had no place to rest. After thinking about it, she found a cloth and a rope. She temporarily made a hammock, hung it on two pillars and laid down by herself.

Before falling asleep, Liao Tingyan saw that Sima Jiao’s blood in Bitan turned into a red lotus growing out of the water, and an indistinct flame appeared on it. It turned out that the treasure lotus flower grew out like that. Then wasn’t this ancestor the biggest treasure? Others needed treasures to upgrade, and he himself was such a treasure.

Liao Tingyan fell asleep. Soon after she fell asleep, the sun came out completely, and the red lotus and flames in Bitan returned to their previous appearances. Sima Jiao walked out of the Bitan with a wet body. Every step he took, the water marks on his body evaporated out of thin air, and when he walked to Liao Tingyan’s side, only a little moisture was left.

Sima Jiao’s lips were much paler without the ferocity of the past. He leaned over to Liao Tingyan’s side and laid down.

After Liao Tingyan woke up, she felt something wrong. Her hammock was quite big, but it was a bit crowded now.

Master Murderer laid beside her, and was asleep. His head rested on her neck, and his gentle breathing was on her neck and collarbone. When she slept, she pulled the ancestral robe and sleeves and covered her body. Because of the hammock, she was in Sima Jiao’s arms, and several strands of his long black hair were resting on her chest.

Liao Tingyan: No, I want to suffocate. What happened? I just wanted to make up for my sleep.

She glanced outwards. The big black snake was asleep, coiled under the hammock into a big roll.

The sun was shining outside, and the dark clouds that had been hovering over the central tower dispersed with the broken seal. The warm sun directly shone into the ruins, and there was a white misty aura floating gently in the air. She turned her head and looked at Bitan, where a more beautiful red lotus bloomed quietly. The flame full of swear words was as quiet as a chicken.

It was very quiet. Liao Tingyan didn’t dare to move, so she laid down for a while, and fell asleep again without knowing it.

There was nothing that couldn’t be faced. If there was, she could still sleep for a while.

　　…

The movement at the Three Saints Mountain attracted the attention of all the people in Gengchen Xianfu. Even those who had been in closed door cultivation, who had just wanted to break through the barrier and cultivated for so many years came out.

There were hundreds of well-known families in Gengchen Xianfu. The top families had always controlled several palaces and powerful branches. They have affiliated families under them and they all came for a meeting at Master Qian. In terms of surnames, there were tens of thousands of disciples surnamed in a family. If one added all the branches and disciples of other surnames, the number was as many as hundreds of thousands. The power of a family was so large that it could be compared to a medium-sized school outside. With so many families, one could imagine how many different opinions there might be in Gengchen Xianfu, which was composed of complex forces.

The last bloodline of the Fengshan clan had been a problem for many years, and it was still impossible to deal with it in a unified way. What happened on the Three Saints Mountain this time had caused these people to have many complicated thoughts.

Hundreds of disciples’ soul lamps were almost completely extinguished overnight, and only one was still burning. There were more than a dozen of the proud and powerful people of various families who went to monitor and investigate the news, but they were all destroyed.

Master Qian gathered the soul of one of the people and asked calmly, “Yuming, what happened to you on the Three Saints Mountain?”

Yuming was the young man who went to the Three Saints Mountain to say good things and show his position. At this moment, his soul appeared and he showed a wry smile, “Shishu (Uncle), the Dao Lord is as cruel and murderous as you said. We just went to inquire about the news. Regardless of whether we threatened him or not, we all were killed by him. Fortunately, we have not rushed to extinction, leaving me with a soul.”

Master Qian pondered for a moment, and asked, “There is a disciple’s life lamp that hasn’t gone out. Do you know what happened?”

Yuming said, “This, in fact, I am also very surprised. There is a female disciple who seems to be loved by the Dao Lord Cizang very much and is protected by him.”

Master Qian finally showed a look of surprise, “Really?”

Yuming said, “It’s true, not just me, even the others have seen it.”

“This happened.” Master Qian pondered for a moment, and a smile appeared in his eyes, “Perhaps, this is an opportunity for us, but not necessarily.”