Offering Salted Fish To Master

Even the big black snake was awake. He crawled over to look at them, Sima Jiao wasn’t awake yet. Liao Tingyan looked at his blood-stained appearance, and couldn’t bear it, and began to use her new skill again. She used water to wash off the stains on his body. When Sima Jiao’s hair was wrapped in a water ball she let it be washed automatically, Liao Tingyan thought that if she could bring back this skill to her own world, wouldn’t it be too cool to wash her hair automatically?

She washed Sima Jiao all over, because she didn’t have any man’s clothes, she covered him with a dress. She floated him up, while she replaced the straw on the wooden bed, and made the bed.

She had done so many things and was tired. It was almost time to wash and sleep. She would wake up the ancestor the next morning and continue to pretend to be forced by him. She could also continue to be a salted fish, perfect.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred. Flames gushed out of Sima Jiao’s body, and gathered into a single flower, suspended above Sima Jiao’s body.

The flame opened his mouth to speak with his childish voice, and shouted at Liao Tingyan, “What are you doing in a daze? This guy is dying!”

Liao Tingyan: What?

The flame loudly said, “This guy’s spiritual palace is in a mess. He was going to die with everyone before, and even his soul was almost burned. Now although his body is recovering, his consciousness is almost gone!”

Liao Tingyan felt like an innocent doctor, who didn’t treat him all. She was completely confused.

She told the truth, “I’m a half-hearted person and don’t understand what it means. What happens if his consciousness is lost?”

“He will die! Do you have to ask such a simple question?!”

So the elixir of the eminent cultivator saved the body, but couldn’t save the soul? Liao Tingyan sat in a chair and pressed her forehead.

The flame shouted at her, “Think of a way!”

Liao Tingyan had a headache, “What can I do? I didn’t study medicine!” 

And even though the flame used to shout to kill the big dog Sima Jiao, now he was anxious.

The flame loudly said, “You can go into his spiritual palace!”

It sounded like a simple thing. But Liao Tingyan didn’t believe in this naughty child.

Her suspicious look annoyed the flame, and he said in a vicious voice, “Do you think I want to save him?! I haven’t thought of a way to separate myself from him. If he dies now, I will die too! So you save him!”

Although Liao Tingyan said that she was a cultivator, she still knew a little bit about the basics. A spiritual palace was the most secret place for a person. Divine consciousness, mind and soul were all in it, and other people generally couldn’t enter. If one’s cultivation level was high, they could directly invade the spiritual palace of people with a low cultivation level and a weak soul. If the intrusion was malicious, the soul would be injured and they may have dementia at the slightest level, or the soul would disappear directly.

For people whose cultivation level was far higher than that of their own, the other party generally couldn’t open the spiritual palace, so they couldn’t get in. Liao Tingyan consciously didn’t have the ability to break into the ancestor’s spiritual palace.

“Try it. Doesn’t he like you very much? Maybe you can go in!” Flame was still shouting.

“How can you tell that he likes me?” She was puzzled. 

Did this ancestor seem to like others? This flame was blind…oh, it had no eyes.

The flame twisted, “I just knew it!”

“Don’t waste any more time, hurry up!” The flame screamed, anxious and scared in his baby voice. His flames were getting smaller, and appeared to be going out.

“F*** it!” Liao Tingyan cursed, then resignedly dragged a chair to sit in front of the bed facing Sima Jiao’s forehead with her forehead, and tried to enter his spiritual palace.

She was cautious, for fear that she would be killed without even reaching the door of the spiritual palace. She slowly moved towards the soul like a thief.

Spiritual palace was like the gate of human consciousness. Different people had different appearances. The security of the aggressive people was extremely dangerous, such as Sima Jiao. It was a thick barrier, with a dangerous aura. Liao Tingyan closed her eyes, the sweat on her forehead rolled down and hit Sima Jiao’s cheek.

While in the spiritual palace, Liao Tingyan tried to touch Sima Jiao’s spiritual palace barrier with a small tentacles of consciousness. She drew back quickly when she touched it. She didn’t get any response for a long time.

Could it be that his divine soul was too badly injured and it wasn’t aggressive anymore?

She became a little bolder, leaned forward and picked up on the barrier of the spirit palace, trying to find if there were any gaps… and then she got in. 

It was so simple that she wondered whether the saying that “entering into someone else’s spiritual palace was extremely dangerous” was false.

Liao Tingyan had been able to see her spiritual palace since she jumped to a level and became a core formation stage. Her spiritual palace was calm and laid back, windy and floral, and felt like a holiday beach. It was soothing that made people want to sleep. So every time she slept, she sank her consciousness into the spiritual palace and her sleep quality improved.

However, Sima Jiao’s spiritual palace was as dark as night, and the only light was the flames burning on the ground. The scarred ground and the raging flames made it bloody. It made people feel boundlessly depressed and suffocated. In his spiritual palace, a large group of consciousness representing the soul, split and peeled off layer by layer, like a withered flower.

Liao Tingyan saw it and drifted over there.