I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

"Watch your mouth, he is a holy monk, it sounds bad to talk like a bald ass."

Nie Baili rolled his eyes at him and prepared to put the remaining photo stones back.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ji grabbed one directly.

"Hey, my photo stone!"

Shen Ji didn't listen.

Throw a storage ring over.

Open the photo stone directly.

Nie Baili broke open the storage ring and found at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones inside.

Just let him go.

In the image recorded by the photo stone, his figure disappeared inexplicably.

It's like it was scratched off.

All that was left were scenes of defeated generals vomiting blood.

He vomited while looking up to the sky, vomited while lying on the ground, and vomited while spinning 360 degrees.

Shen Ji didn't know that monks could vomit so much!

Puzzled, he asked, “What’s so good about this???”

Nie Baili took out a thousand spirit stones from his storage ring and returned the storage ring to him.

"You don't understand this!"

Shen Ji looked like he wanted to hear more details.

“Winning or losing is important, but appearance is justice!”

"The Holy Son vomited blood and was beaten so badly by you, how lovable. Nowadays, all the female cultivators in the cultivation world are extraordinary. They don't seek to be strong, they just want to be as strong as you."

"In comparison, isn't the Holy Son much more likable?"

Shen Ji felt helpless that he couldn't keep up with the development of the times.

He rubbed his eyebrows:

"But...I'm not better looking than him?"

"Of course you're prettier than him!"

Nie Baili answered without hesitation.

After all, he still ranks first in the list of the most popular women to sleep with.

Shen Ji's depression was slightly relieved.

Then I heard her next sentence:

"But who made you win without beauty?"

Shen Ji: “…”

This reason.

Absolutely.

Nie Baili happily saved a large sum of money.

According to the current exchange rate of spirit stones to silver, she is now a wealthy woman.

If she hadn't experienced that time travel, she would have most likely lost the game on her own initiative.

Find an excuse to leave the sect.

Live a life in peace.

But the aunt above said that if she couldn't find the truth about Shen Ji's murder, she wouldn't live long.

"Shen Ji."

Nie Baili raised his hand to set up a barrier, and after making sure that no one was around, he asked:

"Why did you kill someone in the secret realm last time?"

Shen Ji looked hesitant.

Once this matter gets to know by others, he will be pulled down from the altar and will never be able to stand up again.

But this secret had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

It's been so long that he needs an outlet.

Find comfort in sharing with others.

But a secret is no longer a secret once it is spoken out.

"You want to take it a step further with me?"

Nie Baili: "Hmm???"

what are you saying!

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows:

"Sharing secrets and putting your life in someone else's hands is an ambiguous and dangerous thing. Unless..."

He slowly bent down and moved his lips closer to the girl's ear.

The soft hair swayed in the wind, brushing against his cheek from time to time.

"Tell me your secret, too."

Nie Baili understood what he meant instantly.

You are really wary.

"After the last murder, our hands are not clean."

The implication is that there is already a basis of trust, after all, they both killed disciples from the same sect.

"not enough."

Shen Ji stood up straight.

"You can say it was an accidental killing, but if you really count it, I am also a demon."

No!

After ascending to heaven in the previous life, he jumped down and became a real demon.

Nie Baili pondered for a moment.

"Okay, I have a secret to tell you too. But you tell me first!"

Shen Ji then said seriously.

"I didn't kill them, they wanted to kill me."

"From childhood to adulthood, the people around me would always inexplicably lose control and attack me."

"Without exception, they all have snake-shaped marks on their arms. I suspect it's a trick of the demons."

Nie Baili didn't foolishly ask why he was going to be killed.

If Shen Ji knew, he would have said it earlier.

Nie Baili supplements:

"That mark is the Demon Slave Mark. Thousands of years ago, there was a group of humans who were persecuted by the demons and became slaves of the demons. They had this mark on their hands."

Shen Ji asked back: "How do you know?"

Nie Baili was full of confidence and finally surpassed Shen Ji in knowledge.

"Of course I read it in the library!"

Shen Ji thought for a moment:

"The historical records from thousands of years ago are stored on the third floor, and no one is allowed to enter unless they are personally introduced to it. Are you saying that you broke into the forbidden area of ​​the library and happened to see this content?"

"No, there are many snake-shaped marks. You are so sure without even looking at them, which means you knew about it long ago."

Nie Baili: “…”

Failed to show off, and was caught by someone

The key is that she can't explain either of these two points!

Their eyes met in the air.

One is exploring, the other is feeling guilty.

Finally, Nie Baili lowered his head and said viciously:

"I just broke in! I just saw that part! I'm really sure that's the mark of the demon slave! What do you think?"

Shen Ji saw that she looked guilty.

I won't ask any more questions:

"Nothing, you are worthy of being my junior sister, you are very knowledgeable. Brother, please teach me."

Nie Baili held his head high again: "It's good that you know."

Shen Ji crossed his arms across his chest, his dignity revealing a bit of hipster style.

His eyes were fixed on Nie Baili.

The meaning was obvious, it was time for her to share the secret.

Nie Baili coughed twice:

"Once upon a time there was a ball with seven continents on it and thousands of countries on each continent. There, men and women were equal, there was no spiritual energy, and if you killed someone you would go to jail. I came from that ball!"

"Okay. The secret is told to you. Believe it or not!"

Shen Ji's eyes lit up, but he didn't give a direct answer.

"You are so insincere. You might as well explain why you have been to the third floor of the library and why you know the mark of the demon slave."

Nie Baili doesn't care.

Nie Baili didn't listen.

She removed the barrier.

"Want to know? I won't tell you!"

But before she could laugh, she turned around and met the Holy Son of Buddha.

The bald monk's face was full of anger, and he was holding a photo stone that he had gotten from somewhere.

Seeing her is like seeing an enemy!

"Nie-Bai-Li!"

Nie Baili shuddered with fear and hid behind Shen Ji without saying a word.

"Big Brother, please stop me. I'm going to die!"

As he said this, he patted Shen Ji's shoulder.

"I will serve you like a slave and repay you in my next life!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The Holy Son of the Buddhist Sect was so angry that his lungs exploded: "Stop right there!"

Before he could take two steps, a white figure appeared in front of him.

"Do you know what she did to me? I'm just a monk!"

Shen Ji's eyes were filled with gloating:

"All the female cultivators in the cultivation world want to marry a monk. The Holy Son has a bright future."

Then it turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Only the Son of God was left standing there going crazy.

The next day.

The Biluo Sect arrived early, and Shui Mingyue was looking forward to today's game.

Nie Baili was afraid of the Holy Son's revenge, so he specially invited Qu Fengshi to escort him.

After hearing what his junior sister had done, Qu Fengshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"No wonder they want to hunt you down. The Holy Son is an outsider, and you insist on dragging him into the world of mortals."

Nie Baili argued confidently:

"If you don't enter the world, how can you leave it? Besides, if I don't do it, there are plenty of people who will. It's painful to watch others make money!"

Before entering the venue, Qu Fengshi changed his relaxed look and said earnestly:

"It's just a game. You're already very good to have made it this far. There's nothing shameful about admitting defeat."

Nie Baili thanked his senior brother for his kindness.

"But I think this is not something that can be solved by admitting defeat."