Chapter 571 Offering Fish 7
Chapter 571 Offering Fish 7
As expected, after layers of screening, Lin Jiu and Liao Tingyan were among the one hundred people who stood out.
These one hundred people stood at the foot of the Three Sacred Mountains, looking up at the misty, gloomy and desolate Three Sacred Mountains in front of them, each of them having their own ulterior motives.
At this moment, the masters of the eight palaces and Shi Qianlu made a brilliant appearance.
In Lin Jiu's opinion, the way they appeared was too exaggerated, and they were simply showing off.
As the saying goes: "If you show off, you will be struck by lightning."
Sure enough, before this man was struck by lightning, he was seriously injured by a powerful pressure.
Of course, it was not only Shi Qianlu and the others who were injured. Those selected disciples, whose cultivation was far inferior to Shi Qianlu and the others, could not withstand the impact of this pressure and fell down in an instant.
At the same time, at the highest point of Sansheng Mountain, a slender and tall figure stood quietly like a sculpture.
He was draped in a black robe, his dark hair cascading over his shoulders, swaying gently in the mountain breeze. His face was chiseled with sharp features, and beneath his high nose, his lips curled slightly, revealing a subtle sneer.
His eyes were deep and dark, like the endless night sky, making one feel as if they were being sucked in. However, these eyes were filled with a deep sense of world-weariness, as if they were tired of and disdainful of everything in this world.
And this person who exudes an aura of indifference is none other than the protagonist of this selection - Taoist Master Ci Zang, Sima Jiao.
Sima Jiao lowered his eyes slightly, staring coldly at the group of people below who were ignorant of the danger and came to die again, as well as the hypocritical and disgusting Shi Qianlu and the masters of the eight palaces.
The coldness in his eyes was even more intense, as if it could freeze people. Sima Jiao said in a low and cold voice: "When I get out, you will all die!"
These words, like a biting cold wind, instantly penetrated the bodies of everyone present, making those who were already injured feel as if their hearts were being cut by a knife and their blood was boiling.
Shi Qianlu suppressed her inner fear and ambition, knelt respectfully on the ground, bowed her head and said, "Master, please calm down!"
Seeing this, others followed suit and knelt on the ground in fear, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
However, among this group of people, there was one person who stood out from the crowd, and that was Lin Jiu.
She naturally wouldn't actually kneel down like the others, but she cleverly used her wide skirt to squat down, which saved her from having to kneel down and didn't make it look too abrupt.
At the same time, Lin Jiu did not forget to "put on makeup" for herself. She quickly covered her mouth with her sleeves, and then when she put down her sleeves, a brand new "battle-damaged makeup" appeared on her face.
Her face was as pale as paper, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. She looked like she was seriously injured.
While Lin Jiu was putting on makeup for herself, she did not forget Liao Tingyan beside her.
Liao Tingyan was bleeding from his nose and was muttering something, seemingly completely unaware of the tense atmosphere around him.
"No, is this... really an ancestor of the righteous path? Could he be from the Demon Realm? The 'Ci' in Ci Zang Daojun doesn't mean kind and sympathetic, right?!" Liao Tingyan's muttering attracted attention.
Lin Jiu responded inwardly, "Haha, congratulations on guessing it right. The 'Ci' in Ci Zang Daojun is indeed not the 'Ci' of kindness."
In Lin Jiu's opinion, this name is too ironic.
Think about it, who could maintain a compassionate attitude after being sealed and bled for five hundred years? I'm afraid they would have been tortured to the point of being blackened!
If he were really kind, that would be really funny!
Thinking of this, Lin Jiu's gaze slowly swept across Shi Qianlu and the masters of the eight palaces in front of him, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
These so-called righteous people appear to be righteous on the surface, but in fact, no one knows how many unknown secrets and conspiracies they are hiding.
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