"I am not a cruel person. This person insulted me, and I have no intention of killing him! I also gave him a chance, but it is a pity that he does not know how to cherish it!"
Zhuo Wen spoke slowly, and the words he spoke rang in everyone's ears, like thunder exploding.
Everyone smiled bitterly in their hearts, slandering Zhuo Wen that there was no difference between what he said and what he didn't say. His request was really humiliating. The short young man was also a young master after all, and he was arrogant and arrogant, so it was naturally impossible for him to compromise.
The female cultivator holding the purple ling was still talking eloquently at first, but when she saw the body of the short young man falling to the ground, her voice suddenly stopped, and her jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Zi Ling, who was originally in a daze, suddenly became lively and energetic, and his eyes also glowed with excitement.
"Senior Brother Daowen actually won, haha, he won!"
Zi Ling almost shouted in joy, the joy on her pretty face could not be concealed no matter what.
"Junior sister, Zi Ling is my companion, how long do you plan to hold her hostage?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the female cultivator standing on the rock, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
But this smile, in the eyes of the female cultivator, was like a devil's smile. She couldn't help but make the female cultivator scream. Then she pinched Zi Ling's neck and said coldly: "Don't come over. If you dare to come over, I will immediately
Let this bitch turn into a corpse!"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and said calmly: "You let Junior Sister Ziling go, I won't embarrass you and let you and your companions leave here!"
The dozen or so people brought by the short young man retreated behind the female cultivator and looked at Zhuo Wen in fear.
The female cultivator came back to her senses and saw that Zhuo Wen cared so much about Zi Ling. Her eyes were filled with resentment and she said: "Hand over the headless statue of your temple, and then commit suicide in front of me. Maybe I will let this bitch go!"
Unfortunately, as soon as the female cultivator said these words, she found Zhuo Wen's figure disappearing before her eyes like a ghost.
When she came to her senses, Zhuo Wen passed by her, and his sword finger was pressed between her eyebrows at some unknown moment.
A rich and powerful purple energy burst out from the sword finger, penetrated deep into her soul, exploded with terrifying sword intent, and shattered her soul into pieces.
"Don't push yourself too hard! My patience has its limits, and I won't always be kind!"
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded in the female cultivator's ears.
The female cultivator's eyes were filled with regret, and then she fell to the ground on her back, losing all her breath.
"Junior Sister Ziling, are you okay?"
Zhuo Wen stopped Zi Ling's waist, used his powerful divine power to break the restrictions around her, and asked with concern.
Zi Ling was still in shock. At this moment, when Zhuo Wen asked her, she realized that the posture of the two was slightly ambiguous. She quickly stood up and quietly avoided Zhuo Wen for a certain distance. Her heart was pounding and she said: "
Senior Brother Daowen, I'm fine, thank you for your help this time!"
"We are companions. I said I would help you pass this entry trial smoothly, so naturally I won't break my promise!" Zhuo Wen smiled.
Zi Ling looked at Zhuo Wen's smile blankly. She didn't care about Zhuo Wen's big words at first.
But after these few battles, she realized deeply that Zhuo Wen did have this kind of strength and confidence.
He really has the strength to help him pass this trial.
As soon as the short young man and the female cultivator died, their companions all turned pale, frightened, and began to quietly retreat!
"Did I let you go?"
Zhuo Wen suddenly shouted, and the monks immediately knelt down and begged Zhuo Wen for his life.
"Don't worry, I am not a murderous person! As long as you do me a favor, I will let you go immediately!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The rest of the people naturally responded.
After some insinuation, Zhuo Wen also learned from these people the specific location of the palace they occupied.
However, when they left the temple and attacked Zhuowen's temple, they had already put away the headless statues in the temple.
They stayed in the temple for one night and saw that the light source of the temple was provided by the headless statue.
If they want to survive in this small world for a month, they must fight for as many headless statues as possible to enhance their light source, so that they can survive in the increasingly terrifying darkness.
Zhuo Wen finally asked and found out that the headless statue was actually hidden on the female cultivator, and he couldn't help but be quite surprised.
He thought that the idol would be kept in the body of the short young man, but it seemed that he was wrong.
He took off the female cultivator's spiritual ring and found a headless statue inside. He nodded and let the remaining cultivators leave.
"Senior Brother Daowen, you can't just let these people go! After they leave, they will definitely join other people's camps so that they can survive in this small world. This is letting the tiger return to the mountain and strengthening others!"
Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi came up quickly and persuaded Zhuo Wen to kill the others.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Even if they join other forces, they will not threaten me! Then why should I waste my energy to kill them?"
Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi were helpless, knowing that it would be useless to persuade them and would instead arouse Zhuo Wen's resentment, so they wisely remained silent.
Zhuo Wen took out the headless statue he took from the female nun and placed it in the temple.
He firmly remembered Pei Shanglong's words, the more nights he stayed here, the more terrifying the darkness would be.
Tonight will be the second night, and he wants to see how much scarier this darkness is than the first night.
At the same time, he also saw through the jade slip that the one hundred and eight light spots displayed on the jade slip had been reduced by nearly thirty.
This means that the headless statues of thirty temples were taken away.
Zhuo Wen shook his head. It was only the second day, and the competition was so fierce. He was a little doubtful. It wouldn't take thirty days, but ten days to finally determine the top ten palaces.
Moreover, some strong men with sinister intentions may collect more headless statues, thus leaving no chance for the monks in other temples.
Nominally, only ten temples of headless statues are needed to successfully pass thirty days, but in fact, the number of temples that can survive is probably less than ten temples.
Zhuo Wen returned to the palace, sat cross-legged silently, and began to meditate.
Although the darkness in his small world is terrifying, the chaotic energy is much richer than the outside world. It is a holy land for cultivation.
After Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi returned to the palace, they both intentionally or unintentionally got close to Ziling and built a relationship.
Zhuo Wen is practicing, they don't dare to disturb Zhuo Wen, and Ziling is Zhuo Wen's companion, so they want to get involved with Zhuo Wen, so naturally they start with Ziling.
Zi Ling was flattered, but not carried away. She knew very well that Li Xinbing and Mi Yuansi fawned over her so much, not because of herself, but because of Zhuo Wen.