Chapter 20: The Withering of Yan Qiuhan (1)
The Shura priest gave a thumbs up and said, "I didn't expect that our Bright Dao would have such a genius who could challenge the Great Sage Master, and now we have to cut the pill to divide the victory!"
Santi nodded and said, "Okay, let's cut it and see." ”
The priest of Shura took out a knife and divided the pill of Santi into two, only to see that this golden pill was divided into five layers, and the layers were very clear, and it was indeed an impeccable high-grade pill. He took Wu Fei's Suitability Pill and cut it with a knife, and under this knife, the Shura priest made a sound, and the person seemed to be stunned.
Priest Saran and Santi looked down at each other, each gasping.
Wu Fei's layering of this suitability pill is three layers, but these three layers are the layers of spiral patterns, superimposed together with nine layers, this is the top grade of the top grade, if it is refined by time, it can be refined into the best suitability pill.
The priest of Saran put the two elixirs cut into a tray, jumped up, flew up to the high platform, and bowed to the high priest and the goddess of the night: "In this third game, please ask the high priest and the goddess to make the final decision!"
The High Priest of the Night made a gesture of invitation to the goddess, and the goddess covered with a white light veil chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, the little saint master is very powerful, and this question is actually a draw again!"
Hearing this, the Shura priest's eyes showed a look of mockery.
The audience on the steps didn't all know the difference between the elixirs, and some people shouted: "It's obvious that the Great Sage Master of Santi won it, why did you judge a draw again?"
Someone shouted again: "That little saint master must have a background!"
Yalba said angrily: "You refine a golden suitability pill for me!"
Wu Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seems that he is still thinking too simply, if he wants to win Sananti, he must win overwhelmingly, alchemy like this, he can really be judged.
The current situation is that Wu Fei has one win and two draws, and in the next game, if Santi wins, he can draw it, and the gap between the two is only one game.
The fourth game is the question of Santi, this game is very critical, Santi has not won a game yet, which really makes his face a little unbearable, in fact, these three games can be regarded as Wu Fei's victory, because the two draws are favoritism.
Santi slapped his palms twice on the outside, and the door of the grotto under the Temple of Light Mountain was opened, and the four low-level duty priests walked out carrying a cage.
The outside of this cage was covered with a layer of black cloth, and the cultivators with powerful divine senses faintly saw a monster like a demon beast locked inside, but they couldn't see what it was.
Someone smelled the smell of blood, and when he looked closely, he found that blood was dripping all the way where the cage passed.
"The Great Sage Master of Santi has made a big move!"
Someone whispered.
Sima Shaohu asked Mr. Lu suspiciously, "What kind of demon beast is in the cage?"
Mr. Lu frowned and said, "It's not like a demon beast, I think it's a person!"
Tong Qing was shocked and said, "How is it possible, the thing in that cage is strange, it is definitely not the appearance of a person!"
The cage was carried to Doujian's table and placed in the open space.
Santi smiled, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel color, and said: "Okay, this is the fourth question of this teacher, before the question, the old man wants to test the eyesight of the little holy master, what do you say is in this cage?"
Wu Fei had already looked at the cage with clairvoyance, and he was a little shocked in his heart, and said, "This is a mutated and transplanted demon beast. ”
Santi shook his head and said, "That's wrong, it's not a demon beast, it's a person, an authentic Shinto prisoner of war!" He waved his hand, and one of the guards pulled hard and pulled the black cloth covering the cage.
Under the black bula, the sight in front of him made everyone feel creepy.
In the cage, there was a strange-shaped monster beast, although the monster's body was covered with black spots, it vaguely resembled a human body, and her head was buried in her forelimbs, revealing only a tuft of unkempt hair.
The forelimbs of this demon beast are not human hands, but two ape arms, her left arm is very long, the palm is huge, the right arm is much shorter, the palm is also very small, her right leg is connected to a deer leg, although it is connected, but the joint is dripping with blood, although the wound has been sealed, but there is still blood oozing out, the only intact thing on her body is the left leg, it can be vaguely seen that this left leg is snow-white and flawless, it can be imagined that her right leg that was cut off is what a delicate and slender and beautiful thigh it used to be.
Wu Fei felt sick in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that Santi would have such a perverted question.
Santi walked to the edge of the cage and stretched out his hand to pat, and the monster-like monster moved and stood up.
Only then did people see that it was a woman, this woman had a melon seed face, but her face was full of blood, and she couldn't see her face at all, she had a mutated horn on her forehead, her hair was fluffy, her eyes were red, and blood kept dripping from her mouth, and she didn't know if she had eaten any raw food, or if she had bitten her tongue.
A little on her right hand, a red light pierced the woman's body, the woman screamed, and her arms fell to the ground and rushed forward, but when she came out, her neck, long arms, and legs were tied with ropes, and she was suspended in a cage like a big swimming fish, and her body was pierced by the red light, and after burning, it turned into a black spot.
Some people in the audience applauded.
Only then did Wu Fei understand that the black spots on the woman's body were obtained in this way, and he hated it so much that his teeth itched, and this kind of behavior of Santi was simply miserable.
Santi said with a smile: "This is the end of Shinto against our Bright Dao, this female cultivator is famous in Shinto, her grandfather is called Yan Zishang, she is the lord of Yanxiao Country, her father is called Yan Lingfeng, she is the eldest prince, her name is Yan Qiuhan, speaking of a dignified princess, this Yunshan Pass battle, she and her father commanded the Shinto magic circle together, and was finally captured alive by us!"
When Wu Fei heard Yan Qiuhan's name, he couldn't believe it, his clairvoyance swept over the woman in the cage, and he couldn't believe that the handsome princess of Yanxiao Kingdom was the devastated and ugly woman in front of him!
In fact, when the Demon Dao caught Yan Qiuhan, he once threatened Shinto and asked Yan Zishang to open Yunshan Pass, but Yan Zishang categorically refused, and then the High Priest of the Night forced Yan Qiuhan to take refuge in the Demon God Temple, but she also refused.
Santi continued: "This question is a declaration of war from our Bright Dao to the Shinto. ”
Wu Fei reluctantly suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "What's the question?"
Santi said: "It's very simple, this female cultivator only has one left leg that has not been grafted yet, so please ask the little saint master to cut off her left leg within the time of two incense sticks, and graft one leg up, no matter whether it is successful or not, we will let her go back under Yunshan Pass!"
Wu Fei cried in his heart, Yan Qiuhan was arrested, he must have suffered an insult greater than death, the Demon Dao did this to kill the fighting spirit of Yan Zishang and the Shinto defenders, but the result must be the opposite!
"How do you decide the winner of this question?"
Wu Fei gritted his teeth and asked.
"You change her left leg, you have to connect it and use it, even if you can use it, you win, and if you can't use it, you lose!"
"What if I die?"
"Dead, then it goes without saying, you must lose!"