The torture room in the Department of Punishment is very large, and the number of torture instruments inside is dazzling. They were probably ready to welcome Ye Ming. There was not even a single prisoner in the torture room today, and it was very quiet. Several major officials, as well as the prince Feng Wushang, arrived at the scene. They wanted to watch the execution until Ye Ming admitted the crime.
A white-haired old man came out from behind. The clothes this man wore were very clean and spotless. But for some reason, anyone who sees it will feel that this person is dirty, so dirty that it makes people feel disgusted and dare not look directly. It seemed that he was just a ball of tumbling flesh and blood, with a fishy stench.
Seeing the old man, Feng Wushang frowned slightly and seemed to feel uncomfortable. He said, "I heard that you are the most qualified torturer in the Ministry of Punishment?"
The old man bowed and said, "Yes, I am. I have met His Highness the Prince."
Feng Wushang pointed at Ye Ming: "This man has a tough mouth, pry it open for me!"
The gray-haired old man's eyes lit up and he said, "Your Highness, please rest assured!"
Ye Ming's expression did not change. Under the arrangements of the torturers, he was carried to an iron frame and his limbs were tied up. On the contrary, the invisible boy couldn't bear it and said angrily: "Master, why don't you kill all these people?"
Ye Ming: "If I take action, I will be suppressed by the masters in an instant, and I will die faster. Aren't they going to torture me? I just use this pain to practice the "Supreme Supreme Kung Fu"."
"The Supreme Supreme Kung Fu" is a technique practiced at the level of martial arts. Practicing this technique can increase the success rate of breaking through to the heavenly martial arts, and at the same time greatly enhance one's own strength. He didn't practice this skill at first because he didn't meet the right opportunity. Because if you want to practice "The Supreme Supreme Gong", your physical body must be in extreme environments, such as extreme heat, extreme cold, extreme pain, etc.
Since the torturer is said to be the most senior, he must make himself suffer enough, right? This may support him in practicing the Supreme Supreme Kung Fu.
The torturer came to Ye Ming, showed a sinister smile, and said: "I have met the consort, the old man's name is Tu Ren, and he has been a torturer for more than two hundred years. I spent two hundred years to create my own There are a total of eighty-one kinds of torture methods. In the past fifty-six years, I have conducted experiments on more than 3,000 people, and the most powerful one among them has survived to the fifth level. "
Ye Ming said lightly: "Very good, I'm just afraid that you don't have the ability. Let's get started. I can't wait."
The torturer Tu Ren grinned. He took out a handful of bamboo sticks and inserted them into Ye Ming's fingernails one by one. His hand was extremely steady, and Ye Ming's skin was originally extremely flexible and strong, but it couldn't withstand his gentle prick. The severe pain made Ye Ming's body shrink slightly. He narrowed his eyes and silently operated the "Tai Shang Supreme Kung". Unfortunately, there was no response from the body, obviously the pain was not strong enough.
But Tu Ren's methods were obviously just beginning. He poured a bowl of medicine into Ye Ming's mouth and said with a smile: "This is the medicine prepared by the old man, called 'Thousand Times'. It can make people feel pain by one level." A thousand times. In fact, the name a thousand times is a bit exaggerated. It can only increase the pain by about a hundred times, far from reaching a thousand times."
The medicine took effect quickly, and the pain made Ye Ming sweat all over his body. His unresponsive body immediately started to operate the "Tai Shang Supreme Kung Fu". The endless pain seems to be transformed into some kind of transcendent spiritual power, running in Ye Ming's body more and more, faster and faster, like a thin thread.
Tu Ren gently stirred the bamboo stick, and the meat under Ye Ming's nails was stirred into mud, but he closed his eyes tightly and remained silent.
Tu Ren praised: "The Prince Consort is really a hero! As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. There are many warriors who cannot hold on, but the Prince Consort remains calm and admirable!"
As he spoke, he had a sharp knife in his hand, and then cut open the muscles on Ye Ming's limbs, revealing the white bones. The bones were wrapped in periosteum and covered with blood vessels and nerves. Tu Ren scraped the periosteum hard with a knife, making a "chichi" sound, like the friction between metals.
Tu Ren said in surprise: "Your Majesty, your bones are so hard that my knife almost curled. But the harder the bones, the worse the pain." After that, he poured a black liquid on the bones, Countless black bubbles suddenly appeared.
Ye Ming's body trembled. He felt that the pain was several times more painful than inserting a bamboo skewer into his finger! However, as a result, the "Tai Shang Supreme Kung" ran faster, and the good energy began to repair the wounds on his body on its own.
Seeing that Ye Ming's face was still as normal and he didn't make a sound, Tu Ren frowned slightly. He picked up a muscle of Ye Ming with a knife and observed it carefully, saying: "The meat of the Prince Consort is so good, every fiber of the meat is tough and full. Full of power, it can be seen that the Prince Consort is born with divine power, which is rare and rare."
While speaking, he picked up a hammer and broke Ye Ming's bones in one stroke, revealing the bright red bones inside. He picked up a long needle, inserted it into the bone, stirred it, and poured in the black liquid as well.
Ye Ming's body suddenly collapsed, and his eyes opened for the first time, wide open. The pain this time was dozens of times more intense than scraping the bone. But he still didn't say a word, just glanced at Tu Ren lightly.
Tu Ren was a little shocked. This was the first time he had seen someone who could persist to the third level at the Wuzong level. He immediately started the fourth method of torture.
Facing the increasingly cruel criminal law, Ye Ming remained calm and endured it silently. The power of "The Supreme Supreme" was running faster and faster, and soon it broke through the first level, forming a strange force in the body called the power of curse. The power of this curse stems from the endless pain he endured. The stronger the pain, the stronger the power of the curse.
The power of the curse can be mixed with his strength, causing great trauma to the enemy. If someone is struck by his palm, they will be wrapped in endless pain, suffer a double blow both physically and mentally, and will most likely collapse in one fell swoop. At the same time, this cursed power can also protect him and reflect the power exerted on him by the enemy. And the power that bounces back also comes with the power of pain.
Of course, if Ye Ming encounters an extreme environment again in the future, he can add more curse powers, such as the power of poison, the power of sadness, the power of anger, etc.
Five kinds, six kinds, ten kinds, thirty kinds. When Ye Ming endured more than 30 types of criminal laws, Tu Ren had sweat on his face. And Ye Ming has been tortured to the point where he is no longer human, his limbs have been broken, his bone marrow has been drained, his organs have been cut, his intestines have been filled with black acid, etc. It's horrible to watch.
Even the officials from the Ministry of Punishment who were watching the execution turned their faces away, unable to bear to look any further.
Feng Wushang's eyelids jumped at the sight. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to survive the first three, let alone the thirty. Therefore, he became even more wary of Ye Ming, feeling that such a perseverant person must not be allowed to grow, otherwise he would be in serious trouble.
"Tu Ren, didn't you say you were very powerful? Why hasn't he confessed yet?"
Facing the prince's rebuke, Tu Ren seemed to be insulted. He took out dozens of fine needles from his waist and quickly penetrated hundreds of acupuncture points around Ye Ming's body. In an instant, endless pain enveloped Ye Ming, and all the pain on his body was instantly magnified ten times.
"Prince-in-law, you'd better recruit him as soon as possible, otherwise I'm really afraid that you won't be able to hold on." Tu Ren said coldly, "Even if you hold on to the eighty-first sentence, I'm afraid you're already dead."
"It's useless, do you have no confidence?" Ye Ming opened his eyes and asked coldly.
Tu Ren gritted his teeth and continued the torture.
The thirty-first, the thirty-second, the fiftieth, the eightieth!
As the pain intensified, the first level of Ye Ming's "Supreme Supreme Kung" became more and more perfect, but it was just short of the last line.
Feng Wushang and others looked ugly. What would they do if Ye Ming really refused to confess? You can't kill people. After all, no one can kill the prince-in-law before he is convicted.
Tu Ren actually laughed loudly at this time and said: "My eighty-first punishment is called 'miserable life'. Haha, I finally have the opportunity to experiment on people. Prince Consort, I thank you!"
After that, he fed a pill to the bloody Ye Ming, and then pointed at his eyebrows. In an instant, Ye Ming entered a fantasy world. In the illusion, he endured the tragic experiences of all human beings, and his feelings were dozens or hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people. There is not only physical pain, but also spiritual pain.
"Boom!"
Above Ye Ming's spiritual sea, a sun suddenly appeared, floating quietly. It was transformed by the power of the curse and enveloped Ye Ming's entire body through the spiritual sea. When the day of the curse was formed, he immediately woke up and recovered from the endless pain. The endless pain was transformed into a steady stream of power, which was infused into the Cursed Sun, making it even brighter and hotter.
Everyone stared at Ye Ming nervously, hoping that the 81st punishment would make him confess. Suddenly, Ye Ming opened his eyes, his eyes were full of determination, and he said lightly: "Your eighty-one punishment is nothing more than this!"
Tu Ren sat down on the ground in exhaustion and murmured: "How is it possible! It is impossible for humans to bear all this. No, this is wrong..."
Tu Ren seemed to have lost his mind and went crazy. He ignored the officials' inquiries and just talked to himself, so he was carried down by the officials.
Feng Wushang was shocked and angry, and signaled everyone to put Ye Ming on death row and retrial at another date.
The environment of the death row in the Ministry of Punishment was harsh, not only dark and damp, but also filled with fleas and rats, and the air was extremely polluted. Ye Ming's cell was very small and had no bed. He could only lie on the wet mud floor and the smell was overwhelming.
His body was seriously injured, but fortunately, the cursed light emitted by the cursed day was constantly repairing his body. The rolled flesh healed quickly, the bones were filled with marrow, and even the skin wounds dissipated quickly. In less than an hour, he was back to normal and his body felt even better than before.
"It is indeed the supreme power, the effect is too heaven-defying." Ye Ming marveled, and he stood up on the ground.
The invisible boy said: "This "Supreme Supreme Kung Fu" is not difficult to cultivate. The difficulty is that very few people are willing to endure such pain. I didn't expect the master to do it so easily. I remember that the previous master had to drag it more than ten times. Complete the first level of training.”
Ye Ming said: "In fact, with my spiritual practice, I can completely isolate the pain of the physical body, but I didn't do that. I wonder if the second and third levels of the Supreme Supreme Gong are easy to practice?"
The invisible boy shook his head repeatedly: "It is impossible to succeed in the second and third levels of cultivation, because the second level requires giving up 'self', while the third level requires giving up 'consciousness'. Even my former master felt that doing so It was meaningless, so he only practiced the first level. Even so, it successfully helped him advance to heaven."