Master respects him by serving the devil

black.

very dark.

The narrow and airtight space, with endless darkness in sight, looks like a brush-washing pool that has been disturbed by an overturned inkstone, or an endless abyss made of dead bones.

The tip of the nose was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood, which was disgusting. When he moved his body a little, his wrists jingled. After Su Ye was bound by the spirit lock, he became like a mortal. His eyes could not see his surroundings clearly, and his sense of smell and hearing It is extremely sensitive.

The Mincang Pagoda sympathizes with the common people of the human race. Before confirming whether he is a foreign race, he will not be punished. But the demons in other cages are not so lucky, and the screams are endless.

The sound of the iron scalding the skin, the crackling of the whip on the flesh, the bang bang sound of the stick breaking the bone...

Perhaps because of the company of those voices, Su Ye didn't seem to be particularly afraid of the cramped, dark space. He sat quietly, waiting, waiting for the so-called trial.

He thought, in fact, he was no more innocent than those demons, they were born as demons, which was the original sin, and he was even more guilty of killing more than a dozen mortals with his own hands.

"Hey, what are you?"

A strange voice came from the next door, and the words seemed to come from the throat, without passing through the mouth. The man's tone was very relaxed, as if he was not frightened by this place.

Su Ye didn't intend to respond, thinking that the person called it wrong, after all, he is the only human being here, or a human being for the time being.

"I asked you something!"

Su Ye was puzzled, and paused, "...are you calling me?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Anyone who could breathe got down on the ground. I didn't feel the breath of a demon on you. What are you?"

what is it?

Su Ye was stunned for a while, his mother was a human being, there was nothing wrong with that, but he didn't know who his father was, maybe he was a half-demon?

He thought for a while and still couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The voice next door sighed for a while, then sneered: "It's a joke that there are still people who don't know what they are."

"joke?"

Su Ye was silent for a while, then agreed with the man's point of view, nodded silently, "It's pretty much it."

The man asked aggressively: "No one is born a joke. If so, then you have made yourself a joke."

"..."

Su Ye was too lazy to respond to the man, stopped thinking, didn't want to speak, and closed his eyes silently.

But the man suddenly asked back, "Do you know what I am?"

Su Ye didn't care who he was.

The man continued: "...I am a descendant of a god."

"..."

"Do you find it strange that the descendants of gods will be locked up with demons? However, in the eyes of people, there is no difference whether they are descendants of gods or demons. They collectively refer to us as alien races."

The door outside opened, and then there was a sound of rustling footsteps, getting closer.

The man next door suddenly said in a deep voice, no longer relaxed, "...they are here again."

After saying this, he stopped talking, but Su Ye could tell that the voice was trembling, fearful, and painful.

Before Su Ye could understand what was going on, he heard the chains of the cage next door being opened, followed by the sound of a sharp knife cutting the skin, bleeding, and blood flowing into the porcelain bowl, accompanied by the grunting sound of the man next door gritting his teeth.But soon, the sound of blood flow gradually weakened, leaving only the sound of dripping blood. Then, there was another sound of a sharp knife cutting the skin, and the blood dripping was still sparse.

"Useless things!"

The sound of one person kicking another person down, speaking viciously and viciously.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ye heard the sound of a sharp knife piercing directly into flesh and blood. The man next door couldn't bear it any longer. He cried out in pain, bleeding profusely...

"Enough is enough. If this continues, he will die. The blood has been drained too frequently recently," another person advised.

The person who just pierced the blade seemed to feel something was wrong, "Hey Zhizhi, don't let him die until a new replacement is found."

Then the chain was fastened again on the cell door, and the two men walked away.

The man next door had just had his blood taken, and he was still very weak, but he laughed wantonly.

Deity...

Su Ye was trembling all over, dripping with cold sweat. He suddenly remembered what would happen and what would happen if the so-called descendants of gods were discovered by humans on this continent.

As early as thousands of years ago, human beings have blasphemed the gods, forcing the gods to conceive children for them, and dragging the dust-free goddess into the mortal world.What's more, Su Ye has seen with his own eyes that when Huashanji and Nicha were discovered to be descendants of gods, they were put into a pill furnace by evil cultivators to refine them into pills, and there was also the meat feast of descendants of gods in Lancheng that day...

Every piece is creepy.

It has long been a tacit statement in the center of the fairy gate to treat the descendants of the gods as a kind of medicinal material and a food material. They don't say it on the surface, but they know it in their hearts in private. Even if they are exposed, they will say righteously:

"These descendants of gods are not human beings, and they are no different from the ingredients in the back kitchen."

"Xianjun, do you feel sympathy for the chicken, duck and fish you eat?"

"Even if you are a monk in Wunian Temple, you can only guarantee that you don't eat meat, how can you stop others from eating it?"

What they say seems to make sense...

But the entire world of cultivating immortals is filled with the words "eating gods", and those descendants of gods are usually no different from humans, so they are eating people...

The man next door was still laughing, he threw himself on the cage and slammed the iron wall on Su Ye's side. He was almost insane, as if he had realized something, and laughed like crazy.

"I get it! I get it! Are you a descendant of God? Are you here to replace me?"

"Great, I can finally die, I'm finally free!"

"They told me that I can't live or die. I've waited for this day for too long..."

"........."

How long he waited, Su Ye didn't know, but Su Ye didn't wait too long before he was brought out by the people from the Cangcang Pagoda.

It was too bright outside, and the sun was too glaring. From darkness to light, Su Ye almost felt the illusion of being blind for a while. The Cang Cang Pagoda in front of him stood tall on the top of the mountain, with countless floors, almost reaching the sky and connecting with heaven and earth.

The person who walked out of the tower to lead him, Su Ye knew, had a relationship once, it was Xue Wangchen who was broken by him during the discussion in Tianlan City.

Xue Wangchen is a gentleman, so he didn't make things difficult for Su Ye, but politely led him into the tower, and even kindly said: "Su Xianjun, don't be nervous, the Sansheng Stone will only verify your real blood, and will not hurt you." you."

Su Ye pursed his lips and did not speak. He knew very well in his heart that no matter how much he was going to hurt him, he was now bound by his spiritual veins and had no ability to resist at all.

He didn't care what was found out, after all, that murder case more than ten years ago was enough to convict him.

"I met a man in the prison. He said that he was a descendant of a god, and he was being blooded all the time." Su Ye said casually.

Xue Wangchen stared at him blankly, then lowered his head again, without speaking.

Su Ye didn't intend to ask anything at first, so he walked into the tower silently.

The Sansheng Stone is on the first floor of the Cangcang Pagoda, protected by countless prohibition spells, standing majestically in the center, as high as a three-story building, exuding colorful light, and extremely divine, but the Sansheng Stone is covered in black iron The chains were bound, as if afraid that this sacred stone would fly away.

Xue Wangchen explained: "In addition to the ability of accountability and interrogation, the Sansheng Stone also takes care of imprisoning the most heinous prisoners, sealing those souls, making them unable to reincarnate, repenting in the stone for a thousand years, and punishing Sansheng."

Having said that, Su Ye took a closer look, and sure enough, there were vague silhouettes of small people inside the translucent stone. The big ones were as big as a person, and the small ones were only as big as a palm. The souls of those people were being tortured more and more. Dissipated, now smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Su Ye had never heard of the Sansheng Stone before, but now he knew it very well, as if he had known it for a long time, and had an indescribably strange feeling.

He frowned and muttered: "After a thousand years, will it really be released?"

He felt that it would take less than a thousand years, and he was afraid that those souls would be tortured and scattered in a few hundred years.

When Xue Wangchen was asked, he was stunned for a moment, a little uncertain: "...Probably, a thousand years is too long, and the elders in the tower don't know very well."

Su Ye suddenly said, "Will I be locked in?"

"Of course not. Those locked by the Three Lives Stone are all sinners. Those of Su Xianjun... are not that serious. The last one who was almost locked in was the Kunlun Demon Lord 200 years ago. However, he was locked by Immortal Chensi..."

Suddenly realizing that he was talking too much, Xue Wangchen suddenly stopped, cleared his throat, and stopped talking.

A person came down the stairs at the corner, dressed very similarly to Xue Wangchen, covered in frosty white, mulberry and plain onyx, as if attending someone's funeral.

Actually, it is.

People all over the world, no matter humans or demons, are in awe and fear of the Cang Cang Pagoda, wishing not to get close to it for the rest of their lives, so few people usually visit it.If a disciple from the Immortal Sect was arranged to visit the Cang Cang Pagoda, it would be a bad luck for eight lifetimes, and he would run away after completing the task like a mourning exam.

Very unlucky!

The person who came was the tower master - Xue Lang, followed by several disciples dressed in the same costume.

Seeing Xue Lang, Xue Wangchen trembled all over, and immediately knelt down on both knees, bowing solemnly as if all five bodies fell to the ground, as if he was not bowing down to his teacher, but a god and Buddha.

Su Ye frowned and thought, the rules of the Cangcang Pagoda are really strict, saluting like this every day, when the tower owner dies, how can there be any more respectful etiquette worthy of it?

Seeing Su Ye, Xue Lang laughed for the first time. The gentle smile he thought was uglier than crying, scarier than glaring.

"Su Xianjun only needs to put his palm on the Sansheng Stone, and then he can verify his true body and return Xianjun's innocence."

"Then what if it's not innocent?" Su Ye asked casually.

Xue Lang's smile collapsed in an instant, his whole body was frosty, and he said in a low voice, "Not innocent? Then of course the punishment will be punished according to the crime."

"Then who set this punishment?"

It was the first time that someone questioned the handling of the Cang Cang Pagoda, and Xue Lang's face turned ugly instantly, and he paid the disciples beside him, and those disciples walked up to Su Ye expressionlessly, and made a "please" gesture.

Xue Lang said: "The duty of the Min Cang Pagoda is to interrogate and sentence, which has been the case since ancient times."

"Heh..." Su Ye sneered, "Since ancient times? Is that right?"

Xue Lang didn't talk to him, and the disciples around him urged him to verify it quickly. Even Xue Wangchen, who was kneeling next to him and couldn't get up without Xue Lang's order, also happily advised him not to provoke the tower master.

Su Ye sighed, knowing that once the pagoda owner closed the door, he regarded himself as the god of the Cangcang Pagoda.

He approached the Sansheng Stone step by step, and every time he took a step closer, the Sansheng Stone shone with light frequently. The light seemed to be beating with Su Ye's heart, very rhythmic.

What will Sansheng Stone judge him to be?

Su Ye didn't know.

Maybe just an ordinary person, maybe a half-demon?Or is it a heinous devil?

The moment Su Ye put the Sansheng Stone on his palm, he suddenly regretted it.

If the Sanshengshi can really trace the source of reincarnation, what should he do about those things in his previous life?

Will the world see that he was once a bloodthirsty and tyrannical demon king?

Will you see how he abused his master?

Will see that he is really... a demon?

It was too late, he couldn't pull his hand away, the palm seemed to be completely fixed on the Sansheng Stone, as if it had grown together.