In that distant little black house

To buy or not to buy, this question that I didn't even think about just now, is like a huge rock, weighing heavily on everyone's minds.

The people were freed from the fear of death, and their emotions were unavoidably unstable. When they heard the question from the masked man, some people cursed at the masked man, saying that the masked man was a demon and wanted to confuse everyone. , Those scenes must be some fabricated situations, and it is absolutely impossible to happen.

As soon as these words came out, many people showed signs of agreement.

Hearing this, the masked man smiled and said, "Demonic law? Since it is a demonic law, why are you so afraid? Look at your trembling legs, you are about to lose your footing."

Being ridiculed like this, the man became angry from embarrassment: "You—you—you monster, you can only confuse people's hearts. I, I will fight with you!" Even though he said so, the movement of his feet did not move a step, There was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

Some people trembled when they were afraid, and some people deliberately raised their voices when they were afraid, as if they could vent their fear in this way.

For this kind of person, the masked man probably found it troublesome to do anything, so he heard the man standing in the hall screaming loudly, his expression and language all showed a hint of madness.

The people around obviously saw that something was wrong with this man, but because of the masked man, no one dared to respond. The man yelled madly in the hall for a long time, but he didn't get a response. Even, he kept muttering in his mouth: "I won't die, I won't die—I want to live 1000 years—1 years—"

While saying this, he staggered and ran out of the hall. At this moment, everyone realized that he had gone crazy...

Seeing this, the master sighed softly: "It's a pity."

Zhang Jingmo frowned, looked at the masked man, but saw his lips curled up in a mocking arc, apparently extremely disdainful of the man who fled just now, and didn't even bother to say a word.

After one person went mad, the atmosphere in the hall became even more stagnant.

The head of the sect raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked suddenly: "Qingyuan, how do you feel?"

Zhang Jingmo did not expect that the headmaster would not ask the two Nascent Soul cultivators at the side, but instead asked himself what he thought. After a moment, he said calmly, "I think he is not asking if we want to buy news, but asking us Do you want to live or not?"

The head's face was sinking like water, he nodded and was about to speak when he heard the masked man speak again.

This time, his voice was colder than before, as if it was mixed with ice slag, he said: "Since you are so hesitant, I might as well tell you that the reason why today is called an auction is that this news There must be another buyer."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

The masked man sneered a few times: "Some people spend money to save lives, and some people spend money to save lives, but whether to buy or not to buy this life depends on your own choice."

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and hundreds of Golden Core cultivators were insulted by one person. It is unimaginable to put them anywhere, but in the face of absolute strength, these unimaginable things happened.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators standing next to Zhang Jingmo looked very ugly when they heard what the masked man said, but they couldn't help but not believe the previous example.

When the group of dragons had no leader, the head of the sect took a few steps forward and saluted the masked man, and then said loudly: "Dare to ask senior if you can reveal some more about this news? This matter is of great importance, and we must give We have some room for consideration.”

The masked man looked at the master's neither humble nor overbearing, and after a moment of silence, he lazily said: "There is nothing to reveal, and I am not a person who likes to pester. If you really don't want this news, I will send it to you." You are welcome." He said this politely, not as mocking as before.

The head frowned even tighter. He felt that he had no bargaining power with the masked man, and judging from his strength, even if he wanted to kill more than 100 people here, he probably wouldn't be able to. What's the problem...

From this point of view, the news that he is going to sell is probably true...

Thinking of this, the sect leader immediately recalled the scene that appeared in front of his eyes just now - the Lingxu sect was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and the corpses of the sect's disciples covered the entire mountain gate.

Too much fresh blood filled the air with a stench. Every time he breathed in, he felt that his lungs were stinging from the smell. There was a thick black mist approaching in the distance. What exactly is the fog, but there is a sense of sadness in my heart.

Lingxu faction, it's over!The world is over!

The headmaster looked at the sword in his hand and sighed softly, but he didn't intend to retreat in his heart, but just went forward!

The scenes in the memory are already shocking for the sect leader. The things he cares about the most in his life are all in the Lingxu sect.Therefore, even if a disaster strikes, he has no intention of retreating, and lives and dies with the sect.

Seeing the crowd, the masked man seemed unable to make up his mind for a while, and smiled softly, but his laughter did not make people feel happy, but instead made people feel a kind of coldness that was about to be played with by fate, almost going deep into the bone marrow.

The eyes of the masked man turned around between Zhang Jingmo and the head of the sect, then suddenly pointed at Zhang Jingmo, and said, "I'll give you half a day to think about it, and no matter what price you offer, you have to have a price." In the end, let him talk with me to relieve boredom in this half day!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked lucky. The face of the sect master changed, and he was about to speak, but Zhang Jingmo stopped him in advance.

Zhang Jingmo shook his head and signaled to the head that nothing happened.

The head's words came to his lips, but he didn't say it after all. He patted Zhang Jingmo's shoulder heavily, and left the hall with the others.

After everyone left, only Zhang Jingmo was left standing in the hall. If it was said that he was a little afraid of this masked man at first, but for some reason, that fear has disappeared at this time.

Zhang Jingmo even had a feeling that this masked man would never hurt him.

Seeing that Zhang Jingmo was the only one left in the hall, the masked man said calmly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Zhang Jingmo said with a smile: "Could it be that you can't kill me if those people are here?"

The masked man burst out laughing when he heard the words, this smile was different from the fake smile just now, as if he was really happy.

Zhang Jingmo was baffled by his laughter, so he didn't speak until the masked man's laughter stopped, Zhang Jingmo acted like a pillar without emotion, and didn't say a word.

The masked man had a good time laughing, so he suppressed his smile and shifted his gaze to Zhang Jingmo's expression.He observed Zhang Jingmo's eyes with great curiosity, as if he was looking at something particularly strange.

Zhang Jingmo just let him watch, his figure remained motionless.

The masked man looked at it for a long time, and said, "Interesting."

Zhang Jingmo didn't know whether this interesting sentence was about himself or something else, so he didn't reply.

The masked man suddenly said, "Do you want to know the news?"

Zhang Jingmo didn't expect him to ask such a question, and his brows were slightly frowned: "I don't believe there is a free lunch in the world."

Hearing this, the masked man laughed again. While laughing, he stood up from his chair and walked slowly in front of Zhang Jingmo.After he started walking, Zhang Jingmo realized that the masked man's legs were actually lame. When he walked towards him, he walked very slowly step by step, but also very steadily.

However, although he was limping, his aura was not affected in any way. At this time, he was slowly walking towards Zhang Jingmo, making Zhang Jingmo feel as if a mountain had been moved in front of him, and he was a little out of breath due to the strong sense of crisis.

Zhang Jingmo frowned slightly, but he didn't move at all.

The masked man stood still in front of Zhang Jingmo, his black eyes were exposed from the mask, looking chilly, his gaze was more intense, but he never spoke.If he wanted to kill Zhang Jingmo, it would probably be just a matter of lifting his finger—but he couldn't, and he didn't dare.

The mask said: "I really envy you."

Zhang Jingmo didn't understand the meaning of these words.

The masked man let out a long sigh, then turned around and returned to the wooden chair, he said: "If you want to know anything, just ask."

When Zhang Jingmo heard this, the first thing he asked was: "You are not from Kunlun Peak, who are you?"

The masked man's hand was slowly lighting on the handle of the chair. Hearing Zhang Jingmo's question, he said slowly: "I'm not from Kunlun Peak, where could I be from?"

Zhang Jingmo didn't believe the masked man's words. Before he reincarnated, he had seen countless disciples of Kunlun Peak, and the disciples of Kunlun Peak were all white-clothed and black-haired, without exception.

The masked humanity said: "Or, the Kunlun Peak in your memory is different from mine?"

Zhang Jingmo pursed his lips and did not answer.

The masked man said: "Hehe, hehe..." His laughter was extremely short, full of self-mockery.

Zhang Jingmo listened harshly, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

The masked man returned to the chair and said indifferently, "Is this the only question you want to ask?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "The news that you want to auction is related to the demons?"

The masked man lazily said: "It does matter, but it doesn't matter."

This is said, it is equivalent to not said.

Before Zhang Jingmo could continue to ask, the masked man said: "If you want me to tell you what the news is, just promise me one thing."

Zhang Jingmo said: "What is it?"

The masked man looked at Zhang Jingmo expressionlessly, and then said something that Zhang Jingmo had never thought of. He said that if Zhang Jingmo wanted to hear the news, he would have to spend 500 years on the Kunlun Peak. During these 500 years, he must not step out One step to the top of Kunlun.

Zhang Jingmo thought about the countless prices that the masked man would ask, but he never expected that the masked man would actually make such an inexplicable request.

Seeing Zhang Jingmo's puzzled expression, the masked man smiled again, and said, "Did you realize that this request is very simple?"

Zhang Jingmo didn't speak.

The masked man raised his hands and clapped his hands lightly. After the applause, a picture appeared in front of Zhang Jingmo. After he saw the situation clearly on the picture, the expressionless face finally appeared full of shock and anger. He said: "You are indeed a member of the demon clan! What do you want to do to him!"

I saw Lu Guijiu's figure floating on the screen floating in mid-air. He was crouched awkwardly behind a huge rock. It's all scars.

Lu Guijiu's Star Sword was stuck beside him. The sword could no longer see its original appearance, it was covered with black blood. It could be seen that Lu Guijiu in the picture had gone through countless hard fights and was obviously exhausted to the extreme.

When Zhang Jingmo saw Lu Guijiu, his hand hanging on one side clenched into a fist. He gritted his teeth heavily. If he didn't know his own strength, he might have already fought with the masked man. He said: "You Who is it? What do you want to do?"

The masked man said indifferently: "I told you before, I'm just a dog."

Zhang Jingmo said coldly: "I don't care if you are a dog or not, as long as you dare to harm Lu Guijiu—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the mocking voice of the masked man. The masked man said: "Instead of worrying about Lu Guijiu, you should worry about yourself, Zhang Jingmo—choose, I want you to save your poor Apprentice, should we stay here and save the world?"

Zhang Jingmo sneered: "How can I know that the news you gave me will surely save the world?"

The mask said humanely: "You can't, so you can only bet on whether I'm lying to you."

Zhang Jingmo knew that the masked man was not lying to him, because if he really wanted him to stay, the masked man might have all kinds of means. However, for some reason, the man in front of him chose the strangest one—he wanted Zhang Jingmo himself make a choice.

In the picture, Lu Guijiu fell into a deep sleep. In just a few months, he has lost a lot of weight, and the lines on his face have become harder, like a sword pulled out of its scabbard.Zhang Jingmo felt distressed when he saw it, so he had to look away from the screen and put it on the masked man again. I don't know if it was because his mind was too messed up, but he stared at the exposed half of the masked man's chin, and felt some familiar.

But for a while, I couldn't remember where this familiarity came from.

The masked man waited impatiently for Zhang Jingmo's answer, he said, "Have you thought it through yet?"

Zhang Jingmo said coldly: "People outside still have a few hours to think about it, why don't I have it?"

The masked man snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything after all.

Zhang Jingmo turned his head to the scene showing Lu Guijiu's current situation, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and he felt inexplicably out of breath.

This hour was extremely long for Zhang Jingmo. After considering the pros and cons, he had to admit—staying in exchange for the news was the best choice for everyone.

In 500 years, the big formation has not completely collapsed, and Zhang Jingmo may have just entered the Nascent Soul. At this time, the demons cannot come to the human world, and it is too reluctant for Zhang Jingmo to go to the demon world to find Lu Guijiu. He is not as powerful as Lu Guijiu. For him, fate and death are just commonplace.

Just like the trip to the snowy mountains, if Zhang Jingmo is the only one who encounters an avalanche, then his ending will probably be buried under the deep snow and enter the cycle of reincarnation again.

And what can you get if you stay on the top of Kunlun? This place is full of spiritual energy, it is an excellent place for cultivation, and it is very clean and no one can disturb him. I don't know if Tianlu didn't come for some reason, or if he deliberately hid his figure.

Zhang Jingmo was thinking about it, and his mind was a little distracted. Although it seems that staying at the top of Kunlun Mountain seems to be a good choice, but whenever he thinks this way, there will be a picture of Lu Guijiu struggling in the devil world in front of him.Zhang Jingmo knew very well how bad the environment in the Demon Realm was. The child might not be able to sleep well until he left there, and he was fighting monsters anytime, anywhere.

Die, or become stronger, there are only two options.

The masked man's voice floated faintly, and he said, "How, have you thought it through?"

Zhang Jingmo hummed.

The mask said: "Give me your answer."

Zhang Jingmo said: "I will stay."

The masked man was not surprised by Zhang Jingmo's answer, he even guessed it a long time ago, but when Zhang Jingmo said these three words, he still couldn't help laughing.

This person kept his face stiff in front of everyone, and when he was alone with Zhang Jingmo, he laughed a lot, but no matter how you looked at him, his smile was full of malice.

"A wise choice," he said.

Zhang Jingmo said: "I promised you, you should also tell me what the news is."

The mask said: "The formation will be broken."

Zhang Jingmo frowned when he heard the words, he had known the news for a long time, if it was just this news, it would make no difference whether to say it or not.

The masked man noticed Zhang Jingmo's thoughts, he smiled lightly, and said next sentence: "When the ancient great powers set up the formation, they naturally thought of this day, and left behind."

Zhang Jingmo's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously thinking of something.

The mask said: "On these three continents, there are three spiritual pillars protected by formations."

Zhang Jingmo said: "Could it be that within the Lingxu Sect—"

The masked man said indifferently, "That's right, one of the spiritual pillars is within the forbidden area of ​​the Lingxu sect. To make up for the formation, he crushed the three spiritual pillars one by one, releasing the imprisoned spiritual pillars inside." Yuan."

Zhang Jingmo vaguely sensed something was wrong, he said: "What are the consequences of smashing the spirit pillar?"

The masked man laughed again, and this time the maliciousness in his smile was so strong that it was about to become real, he said: "When the spiritual pillar is broken, within a hundred miles, it will all be turned into nothingness—"

Zhang Jingmo's throat tightened, and the first thing he thought of was the worried head.

The masked man said: "My other two spiritual pillars are located on two other continents. If I were you, I would try to conceive a baby in these 500 years, and hurry across the ocean to smash those two pillars. .”

Zhang Jingmo: "..." The man's tone was relaxed, but what he said weighed ten thousand catties.

The masked man couldn't see Zhang Jingmo's entanglement, he deliberately said: "I will only tell you this news, as for whether you want to tell them or swallow it alone, I respect your choice. "

Zhang Jingmo: "...Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Mask humanity: "Can't you ask some innovative questions?"

Zhang Jingmo thought for a while and asked, "Can I see your face?"

Masked Man: "...I can't."

Zhang Jingmo: "Oh."

For some reason, after such a conversation, the masked man felt a little powerless in his heart. Zhang Jingmo's cultivation base was very weak to him. He was so weak that he could crush Zhang Jingmo to death with just one finger.And if the conditions allowed, the masked man would do the same... But unfortunately, it can't.

Not only can he not kill Zhang Jingmo, he must also protect him until... a certain moment comes.

What Zhang Jingmo didn't know was that even if he rejected the deal, he would be forcibly left on the top of the Kunlun Mountains. This so-called deal was nothing but the evil taste of the masked man.

Zhang Jingmo saw that the atmosphere around the masked man had quieted down, and asked tentatively, "We know each other?"

Masked Man: "..."

Seeing that the masked man didn't answer, Zhang Jingmo said to himself again: "It's true that we don't know each other, but I don't know why, when I see you, I always feel a little familiar."

Masked man: "..." Although the expression on his face was covered by the mask, there was cold sweat on his back. Fortunately, Zhang Jingmo didn't seem to be able to remember his appearance, otherwise, he might have to eat Can't walk around.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, Zhang Jingmo said: "Since our deal is concluded, can we call them in?"

The mask said: "You decided to just tell them the news?"

Zhang Jingmo shook his head, he said: "No one cares about things that come for free. Since it's an auction, let's follow the procedure."

The masked man showed excitement when he heard the words, and he said, "You mean, let them continue filming?"

Zhang Jingmo nodded and said: "Of course I will continue to shoot, but I will get all the things they spent on filming the news."

Masked man: "..." He knew that there was no such good thing.

Zhang Jingmo said: "What? Is there a problem?"

The masked man was silent for a while, and said, "What if I don't cooperate with you?"

Zhang Jingmo turned his eyes around the masked man, and then said thoughtfully, "I've always had a good memory, maybe if I look at you a few more times, I'll be able to remember who you are."

Masked Man: "..."

Zhang Jingmo said: "If you agree to this matter, I promise you, even if I find out who you are, I will never tell others."

Masked Man: "..."

Zhang Jingmo narrowed his eyes, revealing a smile that was extremely gentle in the eyes of others, but extremely harsh in the eyes of the masked man: "If you don't speak, I will take it for granted."

Masked man: "..." He should have known a long time ago that the person in front of him is no longer the soft and sticky little alchemist who can be kneaded by others.