157☆Falling Spirit Tower

The young member of the Black Dragon clan didn't understand how his friend could mistake this woman for Black Shu's weakness; she was clearly a female demon. "The dragons have a rule that members of the same clan cannot fight each other."
"Oh, I see. But I didn't really have any intention of harming you," said Bai Li with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
The young man from the Black Dragon tribe took a slow breath, then remembered why he was afraid of Bai Li, even though he was stronger than her.
Da Dong saw Bai Li's action and immediately realized that he had not mistaken her - she was the one who always surprised people as the breaker of mirrors. "Master, I think Bai Li is so cool, especially the smile at the corner of her mouth."
“徒儿，为师劝你少说话。”付梓头疼，虽然他已死去，但是对于某些方面还是很敏锐。
“为何，师傅！”
--徒儿呀，你难道没有看到黑恕的眼神吗？
“Today you should not speak too much. Express yourself through actions in everything.” As the only disciple of Fu Zi, Da Dong, Fu Zi did not want him to follow in his footsteps and embark on the path of ghosts.
“师傅您何时学会这些外卦之术，准吗？”偏偏大董是个直性子。
付梓气馁，他想法子解救大董，大董偏不领情，还要来质疑他，这简直就是以下犯上。一会儿若是大董被打，不能把此事怪罪在他身上。
“大董，你想学习更多关于厨艺的东西吗？”黑恕问他，“我记得月廊里面不少稀有食材，是涪大陆之人最向往的圣地，你若是感兴趣，我可以帮你。”
付梓一听到月廊也不淡定了，月廊是每个食疗师的梦寐之地，许许多多人以为它只是一个传说，竟然真实存在。付梓忘记他对黑恕下的判断，自告奋勇要进入月廊。
"Hei Shu, I'm not sure if I can..."
"If you teach me how to roast a chicken, I'll give you a chance."
Fu Zi naturally agreed. Trading the chance to enter the Moon Gallery for the simple task of roasting a chicken was not a bad deal. However, he was a bit curious. Could it be that Hei Shu didn't know how to roast a chicken? He didn't look like it. Da Dong, as a younger generation of Fuzi people, didn't understand the wonders of the Moon Gallery. He saw how excited Fu Zi was and wondered if it really was a great place!
月廊被称为食疗师的梦想之地，它里面生长各种奇幻之物，且月廊开放的地点无人能知，是以想要进去一探究竟的人始终无缘。日后当付梓与大董进去后，发现一切都是假象，虽然梦幻，但过于危险，若是没有自保能力，他们只有被吃的份。例如长得很袖珍的蘑菇，不小心踩一脚立马变大，然后放出毒气毒死人……
"I have no intention of harming you," Bai Li flourishes a gentle smile, her stunning beauty radiating white light. "Have you seen this ball?"
The young Black Dragon clan member nods unconsciously, seeing the fuzzball in Bai Li's hand.
"This is for you." The Black Dragon Clan youth who had been knocked down by Black Forgiveness earlier still hadn't gotten up, so Bai Li stood and looked at him on the ground, and kindly handed him a fur ball.
A young member of the Black Dragon tribe foolishly took the furball and the ball suddenly wriggled, revealing two bunny ears. At this point, Bai Li spoke up: "Little Su Su, bite him."
The youth didn't think much of it. How could a small furball bite a dragon's tough body? He watched as the furball opened its mouth wide, grew larger and larger, infinitely larger, and then promptly swallowed him whole.
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“I told you to bite him, not to eat him.”
Little Crunchy lowered its ears, thinking that what Bai Li said about biting meant eating the other party. “Little Crunchy didn't mean to, Little Crunchy doesn't have a habit of eating dragons.”

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“若不，你把那
个先前打死的也吃了，正好毁尸灭迹。”白黎指着地上的黄龙族青年对小酥酥说道。
“小酥酥不吃龙族。”
"If you eat him, I'll come play in your stomach."
"Little SuSu doesn't eat dragons, Little SuSu is a vegetarian."
"Okay, I understand. I often say I'm a vegetarian too." Bai Li waved his hand, indicating he understood what Little SuSu was saying. "Now open your mouth, I'm interested in the world inside of you."
Hei Shu saw that Bai Li was in trouble and was about to take her away when he saw the strange scene in front of him: Xiao Su Su opened her mouth wide and sucked Bai Li in, and then she burped.
"Where is Bai Li?" Heishi grabbed the bunny ear of the fuzzy ball on the ground and questioned it harshly.
"Bai Bai said he wants to go into my stomach and take a look."
"Put me in too." Heishi commanded Little Sushu to do so, but Little Sushu refused him.
"No, Xiaosu doesn't like you."
Hei Shu's mouth curled up, his eyes filled with infinite killing intent. "It looks like you don't want your eight eyelashes anymore." Hei Shu grabbed Xiaosu's two ears with one hand and approached Xiaosu's eyes with the other, as if he was going to pluck those eight eyelashes.
Little Su Su opened her mouth in a panic and swallowed Hei Shu with a cry. Fuzi and Da Dong, who were left behind, couldn't understand the current situation. Why did Bai Li and Hei Shu disappear one by one? Don't they know this is the territory of the dragon clan and they are in danger?
"Master, let's go find Hei Yang and Ting to help us protect ourselves!" Da Dong didn't dare to ask Yuan Xingchen and Yun Jinzhi for help because they didn't want to help two lowly beings from other races.
"Do you know where they are?" Fu Zi and Da Dong were taken to the kitchen by Bai Li, and they had no idea where the banquet was being held. Later, they followed Hei Shu out of the kitchen, but he was fast and soon left them far behind on the street.
"But I think this place is also very dangerous." The place is a small path, surrounded by dense vegetation, and Da Dong always thinks that there may be monsters suddenly popping out.
Little Su Su jumped up and down and came to them, "You don't have to be afraid, Little Su Su will protect you."
Da Dong has witnessed the skills of Xiao Su Su with no doubts about her abilities, but Fu Zi thinks that Da Dong's courage is too small as he fears the Dragon Clan and requires their protection, this is simply absurd!
"Master, don't touch Xiao Susu, it doesn't like others..." Da Dong saw Fu Zi wanting to hug Xiao Susu, but was swallowed by a single strand of fur, "Master, Master, Xiao Susu doesn't like being touched by others, otherwise it'll get angry. Master, why did you leave me? Without you in this big world, what is the meaning of my life? Xiao Susu, why don't you eat me too! In my next life, I will definitely become a powerful cultivator."
小酥酥凝望着大董，不明白他在说什么，大董伸手轻触小酥酥身体，小酥酥立刻张大嘴巴把大董吸进去。
“嗝~嗝~”小酥酥的肚子圆滚滚，她吃饱了。
The little chipmunk, having eaten his fill, flew to a tree branch to rest for a while and wait for Bai Li and their group to come out.
The little chipmunk's belly was full.
As Bai Li looked around, all she saw was darkness. She ignited her white flame to light the way, revealing a tall tower standing before them – eight stories high, with a white jade plaque hanging on top: Fallen Spirits Tower. This tower was accidentally swallowed by the little chipmunk, for a simple reason – it looked pretty and there was no one around, making it the perfect time to take it. Moreover, the little chipmunk didn't steal it – it took it with the consent of the people inside.
Pushing open the tower door, Bai Li stepped inside, and a skinny figure resembling a dried corpse suddenly sprang up in front of him. An ancient voice echoed through the space, "Who goes there? Do you have the decision to enter the tower?"
心？……”
一长串问题，白黎没有回答，一拳把干瘪人打成粉末。
第二层充满了喧嚣的声音，杂乱无章的sao扰白黎的耳膜，白黎一个响指立刻肃清。
When Bai Li reached the third floor, Hei Shu had already arrived in front of the Fallen Spirit Tower. The third floor was the scripture pavilion, where all kinds of martial arts secrets were stored. It was a paradise for cultivators, but for Bai Li, it was a bunch of useless books that he burned with a fire. On the first floor, Hei Shu also saw the withered person who posed him a bunch of questions. Hei Shu was annoyed by the number of questions and used brute force, like Bai Li, to solve the withered person.
Later, Fuzi also arrived at the Fallen Spirit Tower. The withered man changed his approach: "Who are you and what is your cultivation level?"
Before, the first two just started fighting with him without any words. The withered man didn't want to experience the feeling of turning into ashes again. If the intruder's cultivation level was low, the withered man would have a way to deal with it. If their cultivation level was higher than his, the withered man would really have to take a loss.
付梓死前就是一个普通的食疗师，现在也是一个普通的鬼，是以付梓回答：“凡人。”
干瘪人仔细确认，这个老头是否故意隐瞒修为，花白头发灰色衣，配色简单，脚下一双黑色男靴干净如新，“你骗我，明明就是高手。”
Helplessly, Fu Zi wanted to ask what the criteria for judgment were. The skinny man told him that it was the shoes on his feet that gave away his level of cultivation. Ordinary people's shoes would have dust on the surface from walking, but Fu Zi's shoes were as clean as new, indicating that he must have used superior spells to fly through the clouds and mist.
“我已为鬼，鞋子摆着好看，经常是飘的。”付梓怕干瘪人不信，化作鬼样飘在半空。
干瘪人嗤笑一声，语意轻蔑，“原来是鬼族，你也想来闯塔拿到里面的至宝？”
"How are the Ghost tribes different?"
"I don't think a miserable old man like you can achieve anything. I just discriminate against the Ghost tribe. Oh, you're angry, what can a mere ghost fire do to me... It's hot, it's hot..." The withered man was burnt to ashes by Fu Zi's ghost fire.
"I'm just a little goblin, playing with my goblin fire, sorry for any inconvenience." Fu Zi said, then continued to the second floor, with a kind face and green goblin fire glowing in his hand.
When Da Dong arrived at the first level of the Falling Spirit Tower, the withered man dared not to underestimate the ghost race and asked in advance, "What race are you?"
"Human tribe."
The withered man was happy and said, "Human race is good. Nowadays, Dragon race and Ghost race are both hard to provoke. Human race is the weakest."
"Am I really that weak?" Dahong deeply despised himself. He thought he was the strongest before he left Xiangwan Village, but reality always has a way of hitting hard."
The withered person guarded his post, holding a giant sickle with his yellowed fingers. "If you want to pass through this tower, you must answer a few questions for me."
"Your sickle is quite good. It seems that you pay attention to maintenance usually. The faint cold light moves my heart. Parents, your child can write poetry now."
The thin man puts away his huge sickle. "The boy knows how to appreciate good things. Let's go, I'll let you pass."
"Thank you very much, brother." Da Dong learned a lot from Fu Zi, including etiquette. Da Dong thought to himself, if his master encountered this situation, he would also treat others with respect. His master has always been his role model.
In the eyes of many, Fu Zizheng was seen as an exemplary figure. However, he used his ghostly flames to burn down the entire second floor. In reality, he seemed incapable of doing anything meaningful aside from cooking and causing fires. Despite the noise around him, Fu Zizheng couldn’t hear a thing. In front of him was a dense mist, so he decided to try his luck and start another fire. After all, he couldn’t die since he was a ghost. It’s a morbid joke, haha~
大董进入二层的时候也是一片杂音，“你的愿望是什么？”“你最讨厌谁？”“你最想杀了谁？”“你最后悔的事情是什么？”