"The Jin family follows rules. If you make a mistake, you will be punished! Even the young master of the main lineage of the Jin family must be punished!"
Golden fences, golden squares, golden walls, golden pillars, golden roofs, golden beams and cornices, everything is golden - everything is made of pure gold.
The exquisitely polished building surface is carved with extremely exquisite techniques to create lifelike patterns of mountains, rivers, sunrises and moonsets. Powerful defensive restrictions are hidden in these patterns. Under the sun, these patterns reflect dazzling light. The courtyard covering an area of nearly a hundred acres is wrapped in countless extremely fine golden lights.
Looking from a distance, this courtyard and the surrounding huge gardens that stretched for who knows how many miles were all covered in a layer of golden light.
In the square of more than ten acres in front of the courtyard, a young man wearing a golden robe and an upright and resolute face was kneeling on the ground upright. Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a high golden crown.
The middle-aged man looked at the young man kneeling on the ground with cold eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Jin Xi, are you convinced of the clan's treatment of you? Do you have any complaints? Do you have any resentment?"
The young man respectfully touched the ground with his forehead: "There is no resentment or complaint. Jin Xi is convinced. If you make a mistake, you will be punished. This is the rule. We, the descendants of the Jin family, will always abide by the rules set by our ancestors. .”
"Just accept it sincerely. We are all a family. We must be harmonious and have no other thoughts." The middle-aged man sighed and said in a manly voice: "Then, first give me three hundred golden dragon whips, and then , sent to the back mountain to face the wall for a hundred years. This is already an extra kindness and an extra lenient treatment for you."
The young man raised his head and smiled slightly: "Yes!"
Heavy footsteps sounded, and two golden puppets, one foot and five feet tall, with shining golden skin and unusually heavy bodies, were striding forward with all kinds of strange runes and some strange mechanical links on their skins. Come over.
A puppet stretched out its hands, grabbed the young man's armpits, and lifted him up.
The young man naturally let go of his body and clasped the puppet's arms with both arms.
Another puppet walked behind the young man. Two blazing golden lights spurted out from the puppet's eyes. He waved his right arm, and a three-foot-long golden dragon whip as thick as a baby's arm roared out from his palm, swinging in a rapid arc. The thread was drawn hard on the young man's back.
With a "click", the young man's golden robe made of more than a dozen rare materials was shattered into pieces, and the long whip covered with thin barbs fiercely scratched the skin of his back, splashing a trace of fire.
The young man's body twitched, he raised his head and roared loudly: "One!"
Another whip fell hard, the young man's face twisted, and he continued to roar: "Two!"
The whips continued to fall one after another, which showed that the skills the young man practiced while in Anshen Realm were extremely powerful. After dozens of whips, the skin on his back was only slightly red, and several places were torn apart by the barbs of the Golden Dragon Whip. Just a small wound.
The power of the golden puppet is great. This golden dragon whip is shining with light. It is a powerful magic weapon. Even the steel several feet thick can be easily broken. This young man had been whipped dozens of times, but only had a few minor wounds, which showed how strong his cultivation was, and how strong his skin had been tempered when he was in the skin refining realm.
If it were the gladiators in the Blood Killing Fort where Chu Tian was, even if the most powerful ghost tiger was sent here, this golden puppet would be able to whip him into two pieces with just one whip.
Time passed little by little. Even though this young man had strong cultivation, the Golden Dragon Whip still tore open his skin after fifty or sixty lashes and struck directly on his pale golden muscles.
The flexibility of the young man's muscles was even better than his skin. The golden dragon whip struck him hard, and his muscles squirmed and twitched violently. Using an extremely weird high-frequency vibration, the terrifying force carried by the golden dragon whip was resolved again and again.
Even so, after a hundred lashes, the barbs of the Golden Dragon Whip successfully tore off small strips of thin muscle from his body, and he watched as pale golden plasma began to ooze from his muscles.
Directly north of the square, in a hall covering an area of seven or eight acres, a young man who looked exactly like the young man who was being whipped in the square stood coldly at the door of the hall, looking at the young man who was being whipped.
"Jin Xiaowu is also commendable for his loyalty. During the hundred years he has lived for me, he has taken good care of his family. All food, drink, and training needs are provided according to the standards of a descendant of the Jin family. ." The young man put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "In these days, it is not easy to find a slave who is loyal enough and can be used."
A dozen men standing around the young man responded in unison, looking at "Jin Xiaowu" who was being tortured in the middle of the square with a hint of envy and jealousy.
The middle-aged man who supervised the caning of "Jin Xiaowu" saw the young man standing at the door of the hall, but he seemed not to see it. He looked calmly and counted the number of whips "Jin Xiaowu" received. .
The young man at the door of the hall sighed softly, turned around helplessly and walked into the hall.
"I didn't expect that I, Jin, would be in such a mess. Those ruthless wolves exposed such a huge flaw. Hey, if Jin Xiaowu hadn't volunteered to suffer on his behalf, would it be possible for me, Jin? Do you really want to receive three hundred lashes and then be sent to the back mountain to face the wall and think about your mistakes?"
As he walked, Jin Xi sneered in a dark voice: "It's really... It doesn't make sense. The methods laid out by the ancient trolls really let people escape. With my level of cultivation, what can I discover? What can I stop? According to the method The rules set by the ancestors back then were that those who went to patrol the six demon-sealing realms and supervise the suppressed ancient trolls should be from all races... "
A tall and majestic man coughed heavily: "Master, be careful what you say!"
Jin Xi closed his mouth, sneered, and said calmly: "Do you think this incident is a counterattack by the wolf cubs from the side line against our main line?"
No one said anything, no one dared to echo Jin Xi on this topic.
Jin Yan snorted coldly, and came to the center of the hall with a sinister expression like a wolf and a tiger.
A round mirror with a radius of three feet and a roughly oval shape, with countless human faces the size of sesame seeds carved on the surface, but each of them lifelike and slightly visible, was suspended in the main hall. Jin Xi stood in front of the round mirror and put his face on it. Aimed at the mirror.
"Let's get started... Think about it, I, Jin, will have to live in the face of another person for the next hundred years... Haha, I will not let go of any of those who made me look embarrassed and made me so embarrassed!" Jin Xi gritted his teeth and sneered: "Do you really think that because they have made some small contributions to the family and acquired so many slaves, they really regard themselves as figures?"