The door to the prison cell slowly opened.
Gu King Tengbo suddenly stopped.
"What?" Xiang Wanchun transmitted a voice behind him.
"This person..."
Teng Bo frowned deeply, this position was not enough for him to see Ji Hong, he could only smell a strong bloody smell, under normal circumstances Gu worms would start to move, but they were a bit abnormal.
At the same time, Tengbo, who was different from ordinary people, also felt the faint and wonderful fluctuation of spiritual sense.
"Interesting, Venerable Xiang, do you think he is in the Foundation Establishment period?"
"good."
"The foundation-building stage demon cultivator, where did the spiritual sense come from?" Tengbo laughed.
Xiang Wanchun nodded: "I vaguely feel that something is wrong with this person, and I can't find the reason."
They all spoke through sound transmission. Ji Hong was deeply immersed in his memories, and when he heard Teng Bo's laughter, he woke up and raised his head.
Ji Hong's eyes were full of hatred, and then he restrained himself.
He knew very well that in the hands of Venerable Huanjian, it was impossible for him to escape with a tongue-in-cheek tongue.
When he woke up, he found himself locked in a secret room inexplicably. In a panic, he summoned the people under his control to rescue him. All the evidence of the crime was exposed. also out of control.
Years of planning and meticulous arrangement all came to nothing.
Ji Hong knew in his heart that the reason why he was still alive was that Venerable Huanjian wanted to torture the messenger.
- Where is the behind-the-scenes instigator
Ji Hong sneered secretly, nothing more than that Venerable Huanjian didn't believe that these things were all done by his little base-building stage demon cultivator.
A green robe appeared in front of him.
Ji Hong was stunned. The people who appeared in the secret room these days were all wearing black robes. He reluctantly raised his head, just in time to meet Tempo's eyes.
Ji Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person stiffened.
This is the Miao Border Gu King!
Teng Bo glanced at Ji Hong suspiciously, only to hear Xiang Wanchun change his tone, and said strangely, "Sure enough! You know King Teng Gu!"
Miao Jiang Gu King lives in a secluded place, and he has a sick face all the year round. There are very few people walking on the road to take a closer look at his appearance, not to mention that in the darkness of this prison cell, Ji Hong's foundation-building stage can only be vaguely seen. The other party's outline, so that they can recognize Tempo, is really not something that can be explained by common sense.
"You always know people you can't possibly know. It really makes me curious. He even knows my preferences with Riftian!"
Teng Bo was stunned for a moment, and the defense was definitely not what he said.
Xiang Wanchun sneered, waved and squeezed a water talisman.
With a swish, Ji Hong's blood-stained face was washed clean, and the whitish wound twitched.
Teng Bo looked at him carefully and shook his head towards Wan Chun. He didn't know this person at all.
"King Gu, the secrets of this person are beyond ordinary." Xiang Wanchun said slowly, holding his arms.
Teng Bo tried to drive the heart-piercing Gu on Ji Hong's body. The latter was sweating like rain, and asked in a hoarse voice, half-smiling: "You...what else do you want to know?"
"You hate the Beixuan faction, why?"
"Joke, I have no resentment towards the Beixuan faction." Ji Hong was used to these questions.
"That's why you hate Chen He?" Because the eight-tailed fox could not pose a threat to Shi Feng at all.
Ji Hong was silent.
"Speak." Xiang Wanchun threatened in a cold voice.
Tengbo didn't wait for him to make a move, he cooperated and drove the Gu again.
Ji Hong squeezed a few words out of his teeth: "So what?"
"You want to be the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian. You know that Zhan Yuanqiu will become the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian, so you have been following him."
Teng Bo's eyebrows twitched - who is Zhan Yuanqiu
God, Venerable Huanjian wants to accept apprentices? What is the hobby of this little apprentice? He really didn't want to know the secrets of Venerable Huanjian and his apprentices! Knowing too many secrets and not being able to tell them is really a great suffering in the world.
As for why Ji Hong wanted to be the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian...
Many people want to!
Well, because they know the prestige of the No. 1 master of the magic way, the innumerable wealth, and the huge power, they can't figure out the secret behind this.
"I don't know Zhan Yuanqiu." Ji Hong lowered his eyes.
Hearing what Venerable Huanjian meant, it was obvious that he had already met Zhan Yuanqiu. In his previous life, Venerable Huanjian said publicly that this little apprentice, he took a fancy to the other's aptitude at a glance.
Ji Hong didn't mind admitting his ill will towards Chen He, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to reveal his intention to murder Zhan Yuanqiu.
"Those arrangements were originally intended to deal with the Dabaoguo Temple, but I didn't expect to catch up with Chen He's appearance in the arena, kill his opponent, cause him some trouble, and make the capital chaotic, so that I can gather more power." Ji Hongyan Without blinking, he said, "I have already said that the person who instructed me is the Daxueshan Qiankun Guan. I am the apprentice secretly accepted by Master Liang, and he sent me here."
Xiang Wanchun turned around with his hands behind his back, and said lazily, "In the past few days, you have already explained what the Daxueshan disciples do, who the elders are in charge, and what the outer sect disciples eat. Although you are strange. He knows a lot of things, but these trivial details are really not disciples of the sect, so it is difficult to know."
Ji Hong said nothing.
As expected, Xiang Wanchun sneered, and changed his tone to something familiar to the two present—
"Even if I send someone to verify it, it will take a lot of work. You seem to be telling the truth, and you don't want to delay the plan, but the problem is - Liang Qianshan has no such ability! the secret!"
Teng Bo nodded politely: "What Venerable Huanjian said is very true."
Ji Hong twisted his face.
When Venerable Huanjian was alive, very few people knew about it. After the war between the righteous and the demons broke out, once the two Venerables died, their friends and subordinates didn't care about their face. The secret treasure trove of Venerable Splitting Heaven was filled with five large boxes. People were ecstatic when they opened it, and they were all dumbfounded.
Two of the boxes are various accessories and gadgets, such as jade pendants, concentric knots, small scimitars, and other things that others hang on their waists.
The other three boxes are various purse wallets, some of which are also filled with small silver and golden melon seeds of various auspicious colors.
"The Treasure of Venerable Splitting Heaven" can be regarded as the second only "Bei Xuan Secret Treasure" in the world of self-cultivation in the future. From discovery to opening, how many corpses lie in front of the box, and the person who wins the last opens the box, Just going crazy.
This matter was too big, and Zhan Yuanqiu was questioned by his colleagues. Unbearable and eager to get rid of the notoriety of "taking the treasure and filling it with this kind of thing on purpose", Zhan Yuanqiu missed a bit.
Everyone was shocked, and then they checked carefully.
Most of the money bags are embroidered with marks, and there are surname marks on the auspicious gold and silver coins. The owner has found many noble families in the mortal world, and some monks of the right way recognize the money bags they lost on the street hundreds of years ago...
This uproar caused everyone in the comprehension world to suffocate in their chests, unable to attack.
The actions of the two venerable masters and apprentices in the past were only revealed. All the details were known to all the monks in the Mahayana period, and Zhan Yuanqiu solemnly reiterated that his master and brother had an excellent relationship during his lifetime, and they met every New Year, which was not as rumored at all.
Ji Hong gave Teng Bo a subtle look.
He remembered that the Miao Jiang Gu King in the previous life did not speak up at all (revelation), but he did not expect that Teng Bo was also a close friend of Venerable Huanjian.
"His Holiness doesn't believe it, neither do I..."
Huan Jian gave a look, and Teng Bo urged the heart-piercing Gu.
The heart-wrenching pain made Ji Hong unable to even let out a scream, and the iron rope clattered.
"Say, how did you know?"
This kind of pain can break people's reason, even monks are no exception, their minds are blank in a trance, which is very suitable for torture.
"I heard it, because...I..." After Ji Hong vaguely said a few words, he fell heavily and fainted.
"Huh?" Tempo was surprised.
As a Gu King, he knows best that the force of this urging is just right, not so strong that it makes people coma.
Is this guy seriously injured? Feeling that he had missed, Tengbo coughed in embarrassment: "I'll do it all over again."
"No need." Venerable Huanjian said slowly, "This situation has happened many times, this person is cunning and clever, and it is difficult to ask the truth when he is sober. , the person suddenly fainted. It has nothing to do with the strength of urging the heart-piercing Gu, and other methods of torture are similar, no matter what the problem is, as long as he tells the truth quickly—"
Tengbo frowned upon hearing this, it wasn't Gu's problem at all, why did he ask him to do it! !
"I asked you to come to confirm, after all, it is the Gu you raised." Venerable Huanjian said meaningfully.
"… "
Teng Bo had to admit defeat, and turned back to the question and thought: "I have indeed heard of mortal tunes. I have taught meticulous work, and trained me to become a physique that will faint immediately after being questioned in pain. But monks are extraordinary, and there are many methods in the world of self-cultivation, and mortals can't pry them. Open your mouth, we always have a solution. Doesn’t your venerable have mirage beads, throw a few of them, and feed him a spoonful of East China Sea blue chalcedony, and he can’t tell the truth even when he is in a trance?”
"Tried it." Venerable Huanjian hummed, "Also fainted."
"This-"
Tengbo couldn't believe it, and said, "Then kill this person, the soul search technique can always see one or two."
"What if it doesn't work again?" Venerable Huanjian asked back.
"...If you want me to do something that hurts the world, just say it." Tengbo was in a bad mood, and pulled out a triangular thorn inlaid with gems, with more than a dozen red beetles lying on it.
"It is to trouble King Teng Gu." Venerable Huanjian laughed.
"This man can't survive! You can't find it in the underworld!" Teng Bo gestured between Ji Hong's eyebrows with a sharp blade and warned, "I will kill him, lock his soul with corpse techniques, and refine it into a ghost. I will use this Gu that can tear up the ghost to tear his soul to shreds, and I will devour the fragments with a secret technique, and peep at the afterimages of his obsessive memories. You have made up your mind."
"Please." Venerable Huanjian has lost patience with Ji Hong.
"it is good."
Bright red poured out, and in the dungeon secret room, an extremely cruel scene was taking place.
Thousands of miles away, Yuzhou.
The sun was just right in the afternoon, the courtyard was closed, and Chen He, who claimed that he was in retreat, was trying to write a talisman, stroke by stroke.
The bends are rounded, the strokes are clear, and the aura automatically flows and attaches to it.
The Beixuan faction is good at formation, and the formation must learn the talisman. The habit of the Beixuan faction is to accept apprentices in the Yuan Ying period. Even if Chen He didn't have this plan, Shi Feng felt that it was time for the junior and the junior to learn.
Chen He wrote a few strokes, then put it down.
When he was meditating last night, he felt a little reaction from the fire in the stone. Chen He felt as if he had touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul Stage, but in the end, he was too far away and only caught the feeling.
- When my senior brother came tonight, I begged him to tell me how he felt about breaking through the Nascent Soul period.
Chen He made up his mind, grabbed the pen and prepared to continue to concentrate on dealing with this ghost-like talisman, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the paper flew around.
Wasn't the sky just fine
Chen He raised his head strangely.
Seeing this, his expression changed.
On the 18th of March, the sky appeared ink clouds, a vision of Shenzhou.