Chapter 49:

Sima Jiao still didn't feel that there was anything wrong with asking Liao Tingyan to kill a person, but he also felt a little regretful... This was the first time he realized what it was like to "regret". It was very novel, it was the pain of the body. A completely different kind of suffering.
Liao Tingyan hasn't eaten for many days. She usually spends time eating two meals a day, sometimes exquisite, sometimes rich, and sometimes interested, she even does it herself. He still remembered one time when she made a hot pot, and the room was full of flavor.
Although he didn't know what was delicious, she ate happily and he also felt better. Sima Jiao was more uncomfortable than her when she was so sad that she couldn't eat anything these days.
Moreover, he also saw the nightmare Liao Tingyan said. He was resting in her spiritual house. The original blue sky and white clouds changed. Sima Jiao saw in her mind a scene of a group of people killing pigs. The pigs were and screamed.
Sima Jiao: "..."
It's really unique. It was the first time in his life that he knew that this would happen in someone's spiritual house. When his own spiritual mansion was bad, there was a hellish sea of ​​corpses and blood, but a group of vaguely figured people gathered to kill pigs... He really opened his eyes.
The sound of killing pigs seemed to circulate all day in his mind.
This can’t be blamed on Liao Tingyan. Apart from what happened a few days ago, the most memorable scene before was the scene of killing pigs at her grandmother’s house in the countryside when she was a few years old. That scene brought her childhood shadows comparable to those seen before. When she went to Simajiao to kill, she subconsciously resisted killing, so the source of the nightmare became the killing of pigs.
Liao Tingyan opened his eyes and put a mask on himself first. Although the cultivator will not leave dark circles because she hasn't rested all night, she always feels that she is so tired now, and her face is not so tender to the touch.
Sima Jiao hugged her to him.
Liao Tingyan covered her mask: "?"
Sima Jiao's expression was unpredictable: "Killing a pig...terrible?"
Liao Tingyan rolled her eyes and looked at the top of the tent and did not speak. She didn't know anything, don't ask her.
Sima Jiao knew that killing pigs is not scary, nor is killing people, but once Liao Tingyan can't eat well and sleep well, it's scary.
Sima Jiao's eyebrows are very thick, and because the skin is too white, his appearance is particularly profound, especially the appearance of the condensed eyebrows, the aura is very sharp. It's like thinking about something important about life and death.
Liao Tingyan looked at him like this, but first opened his mouth to relieve him, "I will adjust it for a few days."
Let Sima Jiao wait? This is impossible. He is good at creating problems, and he is also good at solving problems.
Soon, he brought back a jade pillow.
"With this, as long as you dream, it will be a sweet dream."
Liao Tingyan hugged the jade pillow, remembering a certain hot traversal drama that he had watched in his childhood. There was also a jade pillow in it, and he forgot its name. She tried this jade pillow that night. It was not as dignified as she thought, and the pillow was quite comfortable, and it really worked.
Sima Jiao didn't hear the cry of killing pigs in her spiritual house this night, only to find that the floral scents turned into a strong sweet fragrance, like the smell of some sweets, and he felt that his soul was sweet. taste.
Liao Tingyan dreamed of his birthday, and had a lot of butter cakes with his long-lost relatives and friends. When she woke up, she sighed, "It's been a long time since she had a cream cake." It's been a long time since she saw her relatives and friends.
"Are you happy to have a good dream?" Sima Jiao asked her.
Liao Tingyan recalled her dream. In the dream, the friends and relatives she missed were all laughing at her. Everyone made a noise and urged her to cut the cake. A very big and delicious cake, everything is in harmony-there is obviously beautification in the dream, her mother is reluctant to buy her such a big cake, her father will not smile so kindly, and her sister will not be so cute. Call her sister, my friends will never get together so much.
She still nodded, "very happy." Just thinking of a poem, at that time only the words were common.
"This pillow is so useful, why don't you use it yourself?" Liao Tingyan touched the carved pattern on the jade pillow, thinking it looked a bit like a wild boar with a long nose.
Sima Jiao watched her regain her spirit and relaxed a little, and snorted from her nose, "It's useless to me."
He possesses special abilities and powerful strengths. In contrast, many magic weapons and elixir are useless to him.
Liao Tingyan now feels like a pig in everything, as well as Sima Jiao. "Why do you want to carve a wild boar on this jade pillow?"
Sima Jiao: "It's a dream tapir."
Liao Tingyan: "The legendary Dream Tapir looks like this?"
Sima Jiao: "A mere dream tapir can also be called a legend?"
The two stared at him for a while, Sima Jiao sat up, "Go, take you to see the Mengmo."
He acted vigorously, pulled Liao Tingyan and swept out. Liao Tingyan was in a daze. She didn't even know that there were creatures like Dream Tapir in this world. She couldn't react to it, and Sima Jiao had already been dragged out by Sima Jiao for several miles.
Liao Tingyan: "Wait, wait—"
She gathered her hair: "I haven't combed my hair yet! I haven't changed my clothes yet!"
Sima Jiao stopped to look at her, very strange, "You don't always do that."
Liao Tingyan: Is it the same at home and going out? I still don't wash my hair or wear underwear at home.
She combed her hair anyhow and added an outer robe.
There are not many Mengmos. The only ones in Gengchen Immortal Mansion are raised on a mountain privately owned by the master Qianli. Hearing that those dream tapirs were raised in the land of the teacher Qianli, Liao Tingyan couldn't help but ask: "Should we go?"
Sima Jiao: "Just go empty-handed. You don't need to bring your grill. The thick skin of the dream tapir is not delicious."
Liao Tingyan felt that he had asked these words in vain. There is no place Sima Jiao dared not go to, and nothing he dared not do.
Liao Tingyan did not pay attention to the outside world for a long time. When she went out this time, she found that the closer to the center of the inner palace, the more lively it became. "What's the big event recently? Why is it so lively?"
Sima Jiao twitched his lips, "Gengchen Immortal Mansion has an immortal mansion sacrificial ceremony every 100 years, which is particularly grand. From the perspective of other large and small immortal mountains, the master of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, that is, I left this year, happened to meet this The second sacrificial ceremony should naturally be carried out."
The palace masters of Gengchen Immortal Mansion were still afraid to make his story public, so they could only endure it tightly. At this ceremony, they would probably tell everyone that he still needed to retreat and continue to hide the matter. However, all the gifts he prepared for them have already been placed, and it will be a lot of fun by then.
Liao Tingyan didn't hear anything outside the window, but when she heard Sima Jiao's words, she also guessed in her heart when she looked at his expression. It is estimated that what he said before is related to this sacrifice.
Sima Jiao said a few words, but didn't say more, passing by the disciples who were talking, laughing and smiling. These disciples could not see the abyss under the towering fairy mansion, and they were still proud and expectant to discuss the immortal mansion sacrifice ceremony in the near future.
"We are the No. 1 Immortal Mansion. Which school dares not to give us face. I remember the gift given by Bu Yunzong in the last hundred years. It was a phoenix. I don't know what it will give this year..."
Liao Tingyan looked back and saw the superiority on the faces of those disciples.
The First Immortal Palace has been standing at the top for too long, and everyone naturally feels that they are more noble than those ‘outside’. Regardless of the universe, only the inside and outside of Gengchen Immortal Mansion.
After all, it was the territory of the master master Qianli, even if they were not going to the main peak Taixuan, but the secondary peak too Wei, Liao Tingyan was still a little worried. Sima Jiao didn't. He was like walking around his home, and occasionally introduced her to her.
"Shi Qianwei likes some rare spirit beasts and celestial beasts, and has specially opened up a second peak for breeding."
"I heard that he would come here occasionally, but it's not an important place. The guards are sparse."
Just like Sima Jiao said, they easily entered Taiwei Mountain. There were not many guards at the bottom of the mountain, and they were all lazy, not even as tightly guarded as the fish pond where they had fished before.
That's right, after all, it's just a zoo. It's used for relaxation. It's the same as a garden. If it weren't for a few special fairy beasts, it might not even have guards.
This mountain doesn't seem to be rare, but its aura is exceptionally abundant, and it divides various areas, each with different beasts. The dream tapir that Liao Tingyan wanted to see was not a very precious beast here, and its habitat was on the edge of a lake.
Sure enough, it looked like a little wild boar with a long nose, and the hair on its body was black. He was drinking water by the water.
Liao Tingyan looked at it for a while, and said suspiciously: "Can they eat dreams?"
Sima Jiao hugged his arms: "I heard that it can, I don't know. Take two and go back and have a look?"
Liao Tingyan refused.
Sima Jiao: "What are you afraid of? It's just two small things. It's okay if they are discovered."
Liao Tingyan said frankly: "No, I just think they are not cute so I don't want to raise them." It's really real.
Sima Jiao said, "They look good, there are many here, you can choose a few and take them home."
Liao Tingyan felt that the ancestor was like bringing people to the mall. Even if she didn't want to buy, she still had to take something with her. The kindness is difficult, but those words are coming. She also wants to raise a furry pet to decompress, so she acquiesced and followed Sima Jiao all the way to the depths of Taiwei Mountain.
Sima Jiao looked at a few places and was not satisfied, and suddenly asked, "There are no otters here? Why don't you keep a few otters."
Liao Tingyan refused for a second: "No."
The two saw a phoenix bird with bright golden wings falling in a tree of white flowers. Liao Tingyan asked with interest, "This is the phoenix?"
Sima Jiao showed no interest in this noble and elegant bird. He looked around, looking for one that looked like an otter, and said casually: "The descendants of the Phoenix race are almost dead, and probably only this one is left."
Liao Tingyan: "It's clear that it's monopolizing this large mountain top, it must be the most precious here."
Sima Jiao: "Whether it is a human or an animal, when there are only one or two left, it is naturally precious."
Liao Tingyan: "..." I can't answer you.
The two of them continued to walk along the mountain road until they reached the edge of a cliff. The cliff on this side grew like a waterfall like a weeping vine and bloomed with ordinary five-petal yellow flowers. Liao Tingyan picked a flower in his hand, and the mountain breeze blew the flower in her hand toward the deep forest and mountain stream on one side.
Sima Jiao's gaze fell along the flower, and his originally lazy gaze suddenly froze.
Liao Tingyan didn't hear him for a long time, turned his head and saw that he looked strange.
"how……"
Sima Jiao stretched out his hand and made a gesture for her to stand in place. He walked out toward the mountain stream, walking very slowly, and stopped after a dozen steps. When Liao Tingyan saw him stretch out his hand and probed forward, his fingertips suddenly convulsed. At the same time, the surrounding wind seemed to stop, and the birdsong disappeared.
There is an inexplicable tension in the air.
Sima Jiao took a step back, he turned and walked back.
Liao Tingyan stood there not knowing what had happened, and heard Sima Jiao say: "You go back first. Don't go out these few days. No matter what happens, don't step into the center of the inner palace. Wait for me to return."
Liao Tingyan didn't ask, but nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Sima Jiao's ugly expression finally softened a bit. He took Liao Tingyan's hand, kissed the inside of her wrist, let go of her and said, "Go."
After Liao Tingyan left, Sima Jiao's expression cooled again. He raised his eyes and looked around. There was a hidden barrier in this place, almost not inferior to the barrier that trapped the Three Sacred Mountain. It is not easy to lay down such an enchantment, so what I want to hide here is definitely not easy.
This is Shi Qianli's site, and of course he has to find out what he is hiding here.
Counting that Liao Tingyan was probably far away now, Sima Jiao made another move. This time he took a step forward, no longer able to control his strength, and there was a cracking sound under his feet.
A bridge suddenly appeared above the verdant mountain stream, leading to another smaller mountain peak.
Sima Jiao walked up, and this bridge was not simple. Every time he took a step, there was a surge of spiritual energy around his body, and the mist was boiling and trying to get into his body, as if there was life. Walking in the air is like walking on the bottom of a waterless person. It is very difficult to move.
Sima Jiao was covered with a red flame, and when the white mist came into contact with the flame, it shrank and retreated, making a shrill whistling sound.
There are insects in the fog that can devour human spiritual power and flesh and blood.