Seeing this, some people may be puzzled, it's not so ruthless, the pit apprentice is the pit apprentice, but Baiwei Zhenren does this, which is tantamount to letting the bitter gourd Taoist die.

Even if the other party is verbally offended, it won't be, could it be that the sect master of the dignified faction is so narrow-minded.

From a certain point of view, this is really not wrong, Baiwei Zhenren's calculations are well-known in the entire immortal cultivation world, but it would be an exaggeration to say that he murdered his eldest disciple for such a trivial matter.

That's right, the Seven Star Cliff is a demon clan in the transformation period, whose strength is comparable to that of the old monster in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, or even better, but with other demon cultivators who hate human beings, and the monks are incompatible, this big demon is much more interesting.

How so...... There are countless treasures on the Seven Star Cliff, including both ores and precious spiritual flowers and grasses.

As we all know, cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals is fighting for resources, compared to the huge number of monks, the various treasures in the world of cultivating immortals are actually more monks and less porridge.

There is a way to seek wealth and danger, so many people know that there is a powerful demon living on the Seven Star Cliff, but they still have a fluke mentality and come here to take treasure.

And guess what...... Fall?

Wrong!

This big demon on the Seven Star Cliff is not a murderous guy, even in the face of immortal cultivators, but the fate of the monks caught by him is also very tragic.

Of course, this tragedy also depends on how to say it, some people may not think about it, the specific reason, and listen to me in detail.

Who was the first monk to go treasure hunting on the Seven Star Cliff and was caught, there is no way to verify now.

However, his story has been circulating in the immortal cultivation world.

It is said that at that time, he had just picked a spirit grass, and then he saw the big demon standing in front of him.

The monk was also a Jindan Ancestor, but he was of no use and was scared on the spot.

It's not that he's timid, but the strength of the demon clan of the same level, which is originally slightly better than that of human immortal cultivators, not to mention the gap of a big realm, any resistance is in vain.

So he sighed and closed his eyes to die!

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not fall, he raised his head in some surprise, but heard the big demon speak: "Tell a joke to listen." ”

"What?"

Pity this monk who has been frightened and his legs are weak, he is confused!

"Are you deaf, I'll let you tell me a joke. ”

Immortal cultivator: "......"

This time he heard very clearly, but still suspected that his ear was wrong, after all, it was too absurd.

"Why, whether to say it or not, if you tell a good joke, I'll let you go, when nothing happens, if you don't tell it well, you can't satisfy me, hum ......"

The big demon smiled without saying a word, and the corners of his mouth faintly revealed a bit of hideousness.

And such a good thing, tell a joke and let me go?

The monk, who had been waiting to die with his eyes closed, wept with joy, and hurriedly searched his stomach and tried to tell a good joke to deal with.

But he soon found out...... I can't say anything myself.

Isn't it weird?

In fact, if you think about it, it is not unusual at all.

First, although the monk has a longevity far superior to that of mortals, the immortal path is difficult and has not been enough, so he usually has no time for entertainment, let alone telling jokes.

In other words, there is no stock in the stomach.

Some people may think it is strange, telling jokes is not a difficult problem, even if you don't have a ready-made one in your stomach, can't you make one?

Well, that's right, on the surface, it's not too difficult to make up a joke, and immortal cultivators are all smart guys.

But there is one problem that is overlooked...... Nervous!

Let's put yourself in their shoes, if you are in a different place with that unlucky immortal cultivator, there is a terrifying and powerful demon clan standing next to you...... You can't resist that.

Let you tell jokes, just tell them well, and kill you if you don't tell them well, and ask if you are afraid?

The answer must be that you are too nervous to speak, your mind is stiff, your mind is blank, and in this case, what jokes can you make up?

Seeing that a glimmer of life was about to slip away from his eyes, the poor Jindan monk was about to cry.

But the more anxious he became, the more nervous he became, the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't tell jokes, and the sweat droplets of beans slipped down his head, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

His heart was full of bitterness, he was afraid that he was the first immortal cultivator in history to be killed because he couldn't tell jokes.

However...... He still hasn't fallen.

As mentioned earlier, the big demon is not thirsty for killing, although the other party did not tell a joke, he still chose to forgive, of course, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped.

Then I saw the big demon punch out, and the poor monk didn't have time to dodge at all, and there was no suspense, and he was hit, but it didn't hurt at all, but it was itchy.

And it's not just where you're hit by a fist, it's all over your body, and it's itchy all over your body.

He couldn't help but laugh and roll on the ground.

Don't be surprised, sometimes itchy is worse than pain.

In this way, he laughed for half an hour, laughing breathlessly, tears came out, and the demon cultivator finally pointed out and relieved his pain.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, although you couldn't tell the joke, but I decided to spare your life and give you another chance, if you can't complete the task tomorrow, the end you know. ”

After saying that, the big demon left.

The poor monk was pardoned, but he did not dare to flee.

For no other reason, I can't run away at all.

Since the other party dares to put him here alone, he must have made a tracking mark, and running at this time is not stupid?

When the other party is angry, he really wants to return to the underworld.

Fortunately, the other party left, and I didn't have to be so nervous that my head was blank, and I spent a full night thinking of a good joke, which must be no problem, even if I made one up.

Sure enough, this night, it went well, he meditated and made up a few very good jokes.

The next day, the big demon came again.

This time, the monk was confident that he would not fall for not telling jokes.

He was imagining the other party showing the success he had been thinking about last night.

The big demon spoke: "Are you ready?"

"Ready. ”

"Okay, I want to see people dance today, you can dance one for me. ”

The poor immortal cultivator: "......"

Suddenly dumbfounded, wanting to cry without tears is the best description: "Don't be so fickle and bully." ”

Of course, he just thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it in his mouth, after all, the Immortal Cultivation Realm pursued the law of the jungle, and there was no reason to talk about it at all.

I came to the Seven Star Cliff to steal the treasure by myself, and I was caught and didn't fall and burned high incense, in this case, what reason is there to talk about?