Chapter 245: Practice Your Courage "Don't worry, it will be soon." How could Long Aotian not understand that his disciple was tired of waiting. Not to mention her, even I, who can still relieve boredom by fighting and killing, have been a little bored of it lately. However, looking at the current results, we can see that everything they have done is worth it. He could clearly feel that the number of people had decreased. Compared to the number of people who came every day at the beginning, there were now more than one or two fewer people. This is exactly the effect they want. No matter how well the demons can bewitch people and gain their loyalty, they cannot withstand this kind of loss of numbers. These people who are obviously human cultivators but are bent on becoming demons may be brainless, but the person guiding them must be a smart person. Those who came at the beginning were just small shrimps who could be easily dealt with. Perhaps they were testing his bottom line. Soon, after losing a batch of small shrimps, they began to send their elite troops. It’s just that these so-called elites are only slightly stronger than others. Once they fall into Long Aotian’s hands, they are no different from the small shrimps before.
More and more people fell into his hands, and the people sent by the other side became more and more powerful. The one who was hiding in the back and shooting arrows was also a Divine Transformation Venerable, but he voluntarily fell into the hands of a demon. Although he had not yet experienced the demonic energy entering his body and had not undergone any transformation of his physical body, after learning the skills brought by the demons from the upper realm, his combat power in this realm was considered quite good. However, as a person who can support the entire sect by himself, Long Aotian has never been defeated in his life, and this time is no exception. Compared to the previous person, he was a little more difficult to deal with, but within ten breaths, he successfully took down the opponent's head! “Isn’t that a bit too disgusting?” It's another night, and there are fewer and fewer people. Only one person came last night, and after he was captured by the master, there has been no movement since then. So tonight, even without Zhou Ling's initiative to apply, Long Aotian gave her a night off and let her go back to have a good sleep. The trouble has been almost solved, and I can’t let my disciple be too tired. Although this kind of tiredness is not physical, it is even worse if he is mentally tired! At first, Zhou Ling was indeed smiling, but before she had time to return to her room, she saw her master taking out a lot of wood, hammers and nails from some storage tool. I was a little curious, so I stopped to watch and wanted to ask, what happened to the master? Why did he suddenly want to do carpentry work? When she saw that the master had quickly put together a small framework, he actually hung the heads of the people he had recently collected on it one by one! For a moment, she felt like vomiting, but she forced herself to hold it back. There was no expression on the faces of each of these heads, which showed that they died peacefully without suffering any pain. But Zhou Ling stared at these unfamiliar faces and couldn't help but feel a chill in her back. It wasn't fear, but fear of the consequences. After all, if the master hadn't been there to protect her, it would be difficult for her to go out if she revealed her whereabouts in the future with just these people. They came with the intention of killing her utterly, and as time went on, the people who came became more and more powerful. There were no less than ten Divine Transformation Masters alone. Headache. Zhou Ling ruffled her hair with her hands, her face looking miserable, as if she was wearing a mask of pain. Long Aotian didn’t think it was disgusting at first. After all, he had been in this world for a long time, and this kind of life and death situation was normal. In a situation where it's either you or I, it's quite normal to take some heads as trophies. But...if you think about it carefully, is it really normal?
Hey, he always denied it before, but after staying here for so long, his thoughts have been somewhat assimilated. So even before his little apprentice showed up, he tried his best to create a modern atmosphere in his life. So that I can always remember, not forget my original intention, always remember, and find the way home. But now, the new disciple can always wake him up at the critical moment. "It's a bit gross, so I won't braid their hair, I'll just hang it up." Well...that's right. Before Zhou Ling reminded him, Long Aotian straightened the hair of each person, braided it into three pigtails, and fixed them on the wooden frame. "vomit……" Unable to hold back, Zhou Ling turned her little head to the side and retched. "Alright, you dare to vomit in front of me, right? Come here! Test your courage! Hang them on the rack, and recite silently every time you hang one, these people are here to kill you. If the master hadn't killed them in return, the head hanging on the rack now would be yours!" I originally felt sorry for my little disciple, so I tried not to let her get involved in such a bloody thing that went against common sense. She was still young and was so well-protected that it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable, but this little girl actually dared to dry heave in front of him. Oh, it’s really hard to be someone’s master. He started retching just by looking at the head. If he really encountered life-threatening situations, life-and-death fights, or saw something bloodier, he would not be able to hold back and would retch. This small action might lead to his death! The matter is not big or small, but we still have to pay attention to what should be avoided. So let's be strict first, at least let the child practice and not have physiological reactions like retching. "vomit……" "Ugh, cough, cough, ugh..." Zhou Ling swore that she didn't want to do this again and again! But the closer she got, the stronger the medicine her master gave her. The heads were originally imprisoned with spiritual power, and they looked alive without any blood flowing out, as if they were fake heads. If Zhou Ling could be patient, she should be able to finish hanging them all on the shelf smoothly. But what is the master doing now? He actually removed the spiritual power confinement! The smell of blood seemed to reach the sky! God knows what a huge visual impact the bloody mess on the ground gave Zhou Ling. So the retching sounds almost became a continuous piece, forming a melody, which made Zhou Ling want to vomit more and more the more he listened. Her body was resisting, but her mind told her that her master was right to worry. This little problem of dry heaving is simply not allowed! If it really came to a life-and-death moment, and she saw broken arms and legs, and even bloodier and more disgusting scenes, and if she couldn't help herself and became distracted and retched, wouldn't that be tantamount to seeking death? So she vomited while forcing her legs to walk over there. Seeing her miserable appearance, Long Aotian did not continue to urge her, but just handed the head and the rack to her. In fact, what the master taught her before was quite effective. That was to silently repeat in her heart that these people were here to kill her. If it weren't for the master's protection, the heads hanging on the shelf now would not be theirs, but hers! (End of this chapter)