"Okay, you tell me first whether it is true or false, and then we will know everything when we go up the mountain."
She said, raised her eyebrows at the man, and smiled.
"If it's true, then of course it's best. But if you're unlucky and it's a lie, then - I can only promise to bring you as many people as possible to be buried with you. What do you think?"
…
In the dark and cramped cell, Bai Lisnuo sat on his knees on the ground.
Her two arms were hung high, her wrist bones were pierced, and sticky, sweet blood flowed silently along the wounds, and was quickly absorbed by the black vines.
The originally dark color was dyed dark red, becoming darker and darker.
The sound of patrolling footsteps came from outside, getting closer and then farther away.
She lowered her head and remained motionless.
There was a dim candle burning on the wall, casting her shadow on the ground, reflecting on her blood-stained dress.
Black vines swallowed her blood, spreading and growing in the darkness, making a subtle sound.
The rich smell of blood filled the air, almost suffocating.
At a certain moment, Bai Lisino suddenly sensed something.
She seemed to want to raise her head, but in the end she forcibly restrained the impulse. There was still no movement, only her bloody fingers trembled slightly.
…
The night is getting darker.
At the foot of the mountain, two men in black cloaks were patrolling.
It's easiest to relax when it's late at night.
The two of them whispered something.
"I heard that after the Lord came over last time, he was in a good mood. Everyone who was on duty in the Nether Bone Palace that day received rewards. Is it true?"
"Of course it's true! Last time I met someone who was on duty outside, he got a seventh-grade life elixir. It is said that it can greatly increase the chance of breaking through to the spiritual saint!"
"Tsk, that group of people are very lucky. The Lord doesn't come often. It's hard to come here once, and he gave a reward. It's really easy for them. Unlike us, who work hard to stay at the foot of the mountain, the best we can do is
If we move to the position halfway up the mountain, we can't go up any further. Such a good thing will never happen to us."
"No one says it's not. But there's nothing we can do about it. Who said we're not as strong as them? Hey, I can only hope that we can break through in the future and move to the top."
"It's easy to say, but I don't know how difficult it is to do! We can't go out even if we stay in this mountain every day, and the energy of the world is very thin. If we want to rely solely on our own cultivation to achieve a breakthrough, it will take me who knows how many years - who!?"
The man who spoke suddenly looked forward and shouted loudly.
The man standing next to him also became alert at the same time, staring closely over there.
A tall and thin figure walked out of the dark night.
The man was wearing the same black cloak as them, with no face and a cold breath.
Sensing the familiar aura, the two guards in charge relaxed a little, but were still strict.
Because there are very few people coming and going in the Immortal Mountain on weekdays, exceptions will only be made when encountering special circumstances.
This person's strength is not low. He came here late at night and I don't know what happened.
The man stood still in front of the two of them, his voice hoarse:
"I have something important to report to Master Wu Cang."
Master Wu Cang has a high status in the Immortal Mountain, and is also one of the important figures responsible for guarding the Nether Bone Palace.
Hearing his name, the two of them immediately understood.
"Lord Wu Cang's men?"
Guessing this, their attitudes immediately changed. They stepped aside respectfully and eagerly, and said with a smile: