Chapter Eighty-Seven: "The Killing Stick"

If there is anything in this world that she would rather die than try for Hongjian, when the master and senior brother are still alive, going to the Demon Prison is undoubtedly a thing, it is a monk's nightmare, equivalent to a ghost to a child crying at night, but now for some reason, she feels a little indifferent.

It doesn't matter if you are still facing the gains and losses, life and death, your wish has been fulfilled, and the red note even feels that she can transcend the shackles of the flesh at this moment, and her soul floats in the sky, looking at herself and the people around her.

She still doesn't know where the mysterious demon refining prison is built, since she can't escape it, let's go see it and open her eyes.

Mr. Gong Da and the other two old men brought the red note down from Chilun Peak without much delay, and released the flying magic weapon to carry her all the way north, probably because they saw that the red note did not do much useless struggle, and even Mr. Gong Da, who was obviously ill-intentioned, did not put the means to rectify her.

The magic weapon didn't fly fast, and the three old men were about to do this kind of thing, so they were silent, and they couldn't even say ten words to each other all day, and the red notes were bored for them.

That feeling is even stronger, the three old guys shouldn't be all the way.

Before it was dark, Mr. Gong Da and the other two companions had a few simple discussions, and landed the magic weapon, below which was an endless deep mountain and old forest, and the ground was covered with thick snow, and I don't know how long no one passed by it.

Mr. Gong Da cast a spell to play the magic trick, and the walls around the magic weapon slowly rose to isolate the inside and outside, and this was actually a small prison cell.

Mr. Gong Da said to the short old man: "Brother Shao, Yuchensuo's residence is not far from here, we want to rest anyway." If you're going to visit a friend, we'll wait until tomorrow dawn before we set out. ”

The old man nodded. There was a rare smile on his face: "It's okay, I haven't seen him for nearly a hundred years." ”

He is similar to Mr. Gong Da's cultivation. Mr. Gong Da's magic weapon that was enough to trap the monks of the foundation building period was not an obstacle to him at all, and he tidied up his clothes a little, and walked out of the coffin.

After the short old man left, the remaining two old men sat down, and about an hour later, Mr. Gong Da opened his eyes, and his gaze seemed to fall on the red note, and he woke up the originally sleepy red note.

"It's the first time I've met a prisoner who can still sleep on the way to the Demon Refining Prison after so many years, young man. Sure enough, the ignorant are fearless. ”

This is a sarcastic tone.

Hongjian raised her eyelids, and she knew that the man surnamed Gong had no good intentions to take the short old man away. The other old guy on the side was kind and kind-eyed, and it seemed that he was also embarrassed with this surnamed Gong.

Mr. Gong Da looked at the lazy reaction of the red note, sneered, and said predictively: "Those damn old men who are demon cultivators are dealing with each other every day, treacherous and vicious, good at disguise, and extremely vicious, but you have such deep scheming at such a young age. Can formulate such a detailed plan to assassinate the elders of the same sect in public, old Ren, have you ever seen it? ”

The old man surnamed Ren frowned and said, "There are many strange things about this female cultivator, which makes her make such a fuss. There will be rumors going on next, let's take over, and it's not good to dispose of her at will. ”

Mr. Gong Da was unimpressed when he heard this: "I don't believe that her little foundation can survive your god-devouring acupuncture." can always cure her to be obedient and close, and she will recruit whatever she asks. ”

The old man surnamed Ren smiled: "You will send Shao Qitian away." It turned out to be with such thoughts. ”

Hongzhi listened to the conversation between the two of them, as if he was going to use some means to torture himself to extract a confession. pursed his lips contemptuously, and listened to Mr. Gong Da say: "Lao Shao hates Demon Cultivation the most, I am afraid that he will stay aside and watch, thinking of the death of his parents and relatives, and he can't control his attack to kill her for a while." ”

Hongjian opened his eyes and stared coldly at Mr. Gong Da, the old man looked at her, and his eyes showed the excitement of cat and mouse, as if he was suddenly more than ten years younger, and his tone gently tempted Hongjian: "Why don't you kneel down and kowtow and beg us to spare your lives?" Maybe it will give you a chance to make meritorious service and atone for your sins. ”

The red note silently delayed the dead old man over and over again in his heart, with mockery at the corner of his mouth: "What merit?" The Danya Sect's sect Yujian is not here with me, so I will disappoint you. ”

Mr. Gongda's face suddenly turned blue, and the old man with the same surname Ren said: "Regardless of whether she is wronged or not, with this unruly appearance, she will not be convinced if she is not taught a lesson before entering the prison." ”

The old man surnamed Ren smiled: "Kill the mighty stick? ”

As he spoke, he suddenly punched out a trick in his hand, and before the red note had time to react, he felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if a few fire ants had burrowed into her sea of consciousness, still tearing and trampling.

The red note snorted, her face turned from white to red sharply, she fell to the ground, her body trembled more and more, and she broke out in a cold sweat, almost unable to control herself.

The first to be injured was the divine sense, and the divine consciousness of the red note far surpassed that of other monks in the early stage of foundation building, so he still held on a little, and suddenly remembered the senior brother who was struggling in pain under the "He Shengfu" in his mind, and at this time she was also suffering, lying there and gasping for a few breaths, secretly thinking: "It's cheaper for Jing Li's dog thief, so that he died too happily!" ”

After the defeat of the divine sense, there is the divine soul, and the old man surnamed Ren has a spell called "God Devouring Needle", which is specially cultivated to torture the prisoners in the demon refining prison, and the damage is extremely ruthless.

Hongzhi only felt that the sea of consciousness had become numb, her body was becoming weaker and weaker, and her mind was beginning to blur, she didn't want to moan and make the two old immortals happy, so she bit her lower lip tightly and widened her eyes.

Whenever there was a hallucination in front of her eyes, the red note would bite down hard, and the pain made her wake up instantly, and the saltiness of blood made her mind always hover with pictures of people close to her being killed.

As the old man surnamed Ren continued to cast spells, the red note gradually stopped struggling, she lay there and her body did not move, her eyes were wide open under the sweaty bangs, and the black eyes of the old man turned for a long time, and the light dimmed little by little, like the fire of the soul gradually extinguished.

Although Mr. Gong Da was very dissatisfied with the boring reaction of the red note, he had to stop it at this time: "If you do it, if you continue to do it, you will become a fool." ”

The old man surnamed Ren stopped his spell and said casually: "At most, many people have become stupid, where can they become fools so easily?" ”

The breath of the red note was faint, and the person had fallen into a coma.

The surnamed Ren looked down for a while, and said to himself with some puzzlement: "A good delicate flower is going to dry up in the prison." Why is she unwilling to stay honest, find a master with status to rely on, and ask for her own hardship? ”

He sighed inexplicably, came to his senses, turned to Mr. Gong and asked strangely, "Old Gong, why are you worried that this female cultivator will become a fool?" Could it be that she is true, do you really want to ask the Danya Sect's heirloom jade slip from her mouth? ”

Those who can live to the age of Gong and Ren are not fools, and Mr. Gong's words and deeds are slightly abnormal, and he was discovered by the old man surnamed Ren.

Mr. Gong hesitated for a moment and excused himself: "That's not it." Don't you know, I'm this old, I have no children and no daughters, even if I get that thing, it's impossible to leave everyone and run to Danya Sect alone to be the sect master. But this time, someone asked me to do me a favor. ”

Seeing that Ren Chen rarely showed curiosity, he smiled bitterly, raised his hand and pointed upward, seeing that the other party was moved, he told again: "Okay, you know about this matter, don't tell Shao Qitian first." ”

Ren Chen scolded with a smile: "You are a dead bald man, do you believe that the old man will definitely be with you?" ”

He looked at the red note lying motionless on the ground again, and when he looked at it like this, it didn't look like a living person with signs of life.

Ren Chen touched his beard with his hand and sighed twice: "After entering the demon refining prison, she can't cultivate, and it seems that the injury of her divine sense will be carried with her until she dies, but she has been offended." ”

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When the red note came back to life, there was still a numb pain in her head, and she opened her eyes in the dark and thought about it for a long time before she remembered who she was and what happened before she fell unconscious.

Is this already locked up in the Demon Refining Prison?

Only then did she feel that she was lying on the cold ground, this body was so weak, her fingers slowly moved, and she groped to the side.

There was a thin layer of straw on the ground, and below that was a flat, hard ground, and the red notes were tapped, and it felt like they were paved with some kind of stone.

She lifted one palm up and raised it to her eyes, and tried to shake it, a slight cool breeze, but she couldn't even see the slightest swaying black shadow, it seemed that her eyes had completely lost their effect in this hellish place.

It's so quiet that this cell should be the only one in this cell. You can still breathe, and the air is not very turbid, which means that there must be a place for ventilation.

The more she thought about it, the more sober she became, judged the situation, and tried to sit up.

There was a "bang", and there was a cold restraint from the ankles, and the red note smiled bitterly, it seems that this legendary terrible demon refining prison is similar to the prison in the world, and it even puts shackles on the prisoner.

She stood up against the wall, moved her muscles and bones briefly, and moved her neck slightly, but fortunately, it wasn't very disgusting.

The red note subconsciously wanted to run the true element, check the extent of the damage to the divine consciousness, but the body was empty, and the remaining water true element was only enough to maintain it without exhausting the reaction, and the injury to the divine consciousness was much lighter than he expected.

How so? The red note stood in the dark for a long time, and suddenly understood: a few dead old men would not be so kind to heal themselves, that is, from the time she was tortured but fainted to the time she was sent here, in fact, a short time had passed, and during the time she was unconscious, the secret method of healing divine consciousness had been working on its own until she entered the prison.

Thinking of this, Hongjian couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity, there is no way to practice it again in the future." "The name in the Demon Refining Prison is well deserved, and it really doesn't have any aura at all, and the true yuan is used a little less.

Do you want to live here like a rat that doesn't see the light from now on? (To be continued......)