This was a dimly lit secret room.
After the Black Wing King of Hell was killed, Shu Si was brought here by the young man in red and white. He didn't even know where this secret room was built. When he came here, he was grabbed by the shoulder by the other party, and then in a flash, he inexplicably appeared here.
The cultivator in red and white asked him to sit down, made him tea, brought him snacks, and then asked about the situation just now.
It took Shu Si some time to explain his situation.
"Oh, you mean you don't know him, and you just want to hitch a ride, but as a result, you almost put your life on the line? So … you're really not his lover? "
"Of course not!" Shu Si was simply ashamed and indignant. He wished that he could slap the table and stand up to prove his innocence. However, when he thought of how this seemingly young cultivator in red and white robes had turned the incomparably awe-inspiring Black Wing King of Hell into ashes with just one sword strike … this slippery young man couldn't muster up any courage.
Thus, the teenager had to euphemistically lament, "If I'm really his lover, why would I need to worry about being eaten?"
"You don't understand. These evil cultivators are the most abnormal. The so-called lover is actually a snack that they carry with them. And according to them, the one that has just been used is more delicious, probably similar to the feeling of cream sandwich bread. "
Shu Si said, "Although I don't understand what you're talking about, I always feel disgusted."
The cultivator in red and white patted him on the shoulder with a chuckle and said, "In any case, welcome to the City of Immortals. Although you're just a mortal, there will be a place for you in this city. Believe me, this will be a feast that belongs to the cultivators and mortals of Nine Regions! "
Shu Si nodded somewhat ignorantly. He didn't have much experience, so he couldn't hear the hidden message in the words of the cultivator in front of him. He just thought that the young man's tone was very big. He said welcome to the City of Immortals, and also a feast for the Grand Competition, just like the master of the City of Immortals … It sounded very strange.
However, the young cultivator in red and white was obviously very busy. After saying that, he got up and was ready to leave.
"Take your time playing here. I still have to patrol around to maintain stability, so I won't accompany you."
Before leaving, the red-and-white cultivator gave him a small compass and said, "Recite the name and appearance of the person you're looking for, then follow the compass. The Dead Face you want to see is in Area A17. "
Shu Si took the compass in a daze. Then, he saw the red and white figures disappear in a flash. At the same time, a dazzling door opened on the side of the secret chamber. The teenager walked in with the compass in his hand. As soon as he stepped out, the light receded and he saw a bustling crowd in front of him. He was already in the City of Immortals, but behind him was an empty space. Where was the shadow of the secret room?
Shu Si pinched his thigh fiercely to convince himself that he wasn't daydreaming … There really was a young and handsome cultivator who saved his life from the hands of the Black Wing King of Hell and kindly gave him a treasure.
Thinking of this, Shu Si hurriedly looked at the compass in his hand. This was undoubtedly an immortal tool, which was priceless in the mortal world. For a moment, the teenager couldn't make up his mind whether he should keep this compass forever or simply sell it to Dead Face along with the more than ten mustard seed bags in his clothes. However, thinking of the friendly smile of the red-and-white immortal just now, especially the tea and desserts that were personally brewed for him, Shu Si, who had always been greedy for cheap, could not persuade himself to hand over this small gift.
This was an immortal opportunity that belonged to him alone … Money could be earned, but immortal opportunity could not be sought. Thinking of this, Shu Si saw the thin pointer on the compass, which was now leaning to one side. In that direction was a long and empty corridor. The corridor was more than ten meters high, and at every certain distance, there was a sign hanging from the top, indicating the place ahead.
"A17?" Shu Si frowned and barely recognized a few neat characters on it. "Is Dead Face there?"
While muttering, the teenager walked quickly along the direction of the compass. However, halfway there, he was shocked.
When did I tell anyone that I'm looking for Dead Face?
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Area A17 was an area with complex levels. The space of several miles was divided into ten upper and lower floors. Each floor was neatly separated with hundreds of houses for the people who came to watch the battle. At this time, most of them were still empty and uninhabited.
Shu Si boldly pushed open an empty door, and then saw that there was a key in his hand, and there was a sign of someone living outside the door. There were two rooms and one living room inside the door. The layout was compact but not crowded, and the decoration was simple but exquisite. However, what made Shu Si most stunned was that there were fragrant dishes on the dining table in the hall. There were chicken, duck, fish, and meat, and they were all steaming hot, as if they were freshly cooked.
"Haha, it really is the means of an immortal! That idiot Mao Laosan should really come with me! Just for this meal, it's not in vain, hahaha. "
Shu Si wolfed down his food until his belly was round. After he finished eating, the leftovers on the table disappeared automatically. The teenager stretched out and wanted to sleep in bed for a while, but when he saw that the compass on the table was still pointing straight outside, he remembered that he still had business to do.
Following the guidance of the compass, the teenager stopped in front of the door of a room in the corner of the seventh floor.
"Dead Face … Is it here?"
He reached out and knocked on the door, but before his finger could knock for the second time, the door opened from the inside, and an expressionless, livid face appeared in front of him.
Shu Si immediately opened his mouth, revealing a row of neat white teeth, "Dead Face, I finally found you."
The person in the room rolled his eyes and then said in a hoarse voice, "Little Mouse, how did you find me here?"
Shu Si smiled and said, "It's a long story. You can't imagine what I've experienced along the way!"
With that said, he came directly through the door from the side of the Dead Face and sat down on the armchair in the hall. "You feel a little more spacious here than I do."
Dead Face didn't stop him. He just silently closed the door, then turned around and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Shu Si raised his eyebrows, "What else can I do for you? Of course, it's to do business." With that, he took out more than a dozen mustard seed bags.
Dead Face snorted, "The harvest is quite a lot."
"Haha, don't you know what kind of person Grandpa Mouse is!" Shu Si introduced the origin of these mustard seed bags with great joy, especially exaggeratedly showing off how he cleverly played with the high and mighty cultivators in the palm of his hand.
However, after a while, seeing that the other party didn't respond at all, Shu Si wiped his mouth and said.
"Dead Face, how much do you think these things are worth?"
"One hundred taels, a total of thirteen bags, a total of one thousand and three hundred taels."
For the vagrants in the suburbs, one thousand and three hundred taels of silver was an unimaginable wealth. Although the little mouse knew that the bags of these cultivators were definitely worth more than this, he still happily took the banknotes from Dead Face.
"Silver and goods are settled, we'll see you later."
With that, Shu Si took out the compass and began to find his way home. At this moment, the dead-faced man's expression suddenly changed. "Where did you get this compass?!"
Shu Si said, "Of course, it was given by someone."
"Who?!" As Deadface spoke, he had already walked in front of Shu Si, and his two gray eyes shot out a light, "Who gave it to you!?"
Shu Si felt a slight chill in his heart and took two steps back. "What are you going to do? I'm telling you, if you dare to conspire against me, the person who gave me the compass will definitely find you! "
Dead Face froze for a moment and then slowed down his tone, "What does that person look like?"
"About in his early twenties, taller than you, wearing a red and white robe, with a pink dagger on his waist."
The more Dead Face listened, the more surprised he became. Finally, he even widened his eyes. His facial muscles, which hadn't moved for many years, continued to twitch, but he suddenly didn't feel it.
"Red and white robe, pink dagger … Don't tell me the person you've seen looks like this?"
Dead Face said, took out a picture book, opened one of the pages, and saw the young cultivator who just warmly received Shu Si was smiling brightly in the picture book.
Shu Si's eyes lit up. "Yes, it's him. Do you know him?"
Dead Face sighed, "How many cultivators in the City of Immortals don't know him? … It's just, why would such a big man waste his time on you? "
The young man didn't care so much. "Hahaha, maybe it's because I'm handsome?"
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At the same time, in the center of the City of Immortals in Immortal One Area, in a courtyard near the main arena, an old man walked around in a hurry that was completely inconsistent with his age, looking impatient and uneasy. When the courtyard door creaked open, he immediately turned his head and was unable to restrain his anger.
"Wang Lu, where did you go just now?"
The young cultivator in red and white robe smiled apologetically. "Hello, Second Uncle, I'm sorry I'm late. I just wandered around the city on a whim to maintain stability."
"You … At this time, you still have the mind to wander around?" The Second Elder of Heavenly Sword Hall, Liu Xian, glared at him. "Moreover, when did you need to come forward to maintain stability? Are the thirty-six thousand golden armored soldiers in the City of Immortals not enough? "
Wang Lu shrugged and said, "After all, man-made puppets have their shortcomings. They are inflexible and don't know how to adapt. There are a lot of things that they can't take into account. For example, just now at the city gate security checkpoint, I got rid of an evil for the Nine Regions. "
Liu Xian suspiciously said, "Got rid of an evil?"
"Yes, a birdman called Black Wing King of Hell did evil in public, so his three souls and seven spirits were destroyed by my sword."
Liu Xian froze for a moment, and then angrily said, "Isn't that the official contestant of this Grand Competition? Moreover, it's the main Beast Tamer of the Beast Taming Competition! "
Wang Lu said, "No wonder my sword strike only made me feel fat and juicy and rich in experience. It turned out to be an elite monster."
"Don't play dumb with me, what the hell is going on?"
Wang Lu then simply explained what happened at the city gate, "At that time, there were no reliable passers-by around, so they didn't notice that he was going to commit cannibalism. Although the security check detected the abnormality, because he was an official contestant, it automatically exempted him. This was the rule that some evil cultivator Elders insisted on joining. Today, they finally saw the result."
Liu Xian helplessly said, "To let those evil cultivators join this Grand Competition and borrow their strength, it is necessary to compromise in some places."
Wang Lu said, "Yes, so I didn't change the security check procedure, but they can't control me as a warm-hearted and chivalrous person, right? Moreover, the dignified King Pill King of Hell, who has been cultivating for more than a hundred years, couldn't even catch a sword strike from a junior like me, so he deserved to die. "
Liu Xian was amused and laughed. Nowadays, in Nine Regions, there were not many people in the King Pill Stage who could catch a sword strike from Wang Lu …
"Moreover, if that birdman doesn't die, those evil cultivators would be more rampant. They really think that we would be afraid to shoot at the rat for fear of breaking the vases in the Grand Competition. Today, we can kill one as an example to others, so that they would know how to be honest, so that I don't have to kill more people in the future when they cause big trouble. "
Liu Xian thought about it and found that it was indeed reasonable, so he asked, "What about the child you saved?"
"After a little investigation, I found that he was just an insignificant mortal hooligan, so I just gave him a novice suit and let him fend for himself in the city. However, I always felt that I was quite predestined with that boy, so I put a small spell on him. "
As Wang Lu said that, he remembered that he had asked the old man Feng Yin for divination not long ago. That old and dim-sighted Sect Leader was quite serious about the stars, and then told him that it was best to go out and do chivalrous deeds before the opening ceremony, and then there was the scene of the city gate maintaining stability.
While he was thinking, the courtyard door opened again, and a tall and burly golden-armored man informed him in a stiff tone, "It's time for the opening ceremony."
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