The so-called hunting martial vein is just a high-sounding statement of those people in the Martial Pole Temple, in fact, it is a special method to extract the martial veins from the body of the monks who have awakened the martial veins.

This method is extremely cruel, once the martial vein is withdrawn, then this monk's talent will be lost, and he will no longer be able to cultivate martial arts in the future.

What's more, some monks with weak physiques experienced pain like flesh and bone when their martial veins were extracted, and after that, they couldn't survive.

Therefore, this kind of thing was only circulated within the Wuji Temple, and it did not dare to be carried out blatantly in the outside world.

As for those who knew the inside story, because of the strength of the Wuji Temple, they didn't dare to speak righteous words at all.

At this moment, Jiang Mo has a book in his hand that is very common in the Wuji Temple, and Jiang Mo has already seen all the methods introduced above, but if you want to practice this pulse extraction technique, you must have to demonstrate it yourself.

If Jiang Mo learns this method, he will never do that hurtful thing, just to improve his merits, he can find some great traitors and evildoers, and withdraw their martial arts, which can be regarded as punishment.

The scale of the Martial Pole Temple is not weaker than that of the Cang Hades Palace, and every day there are newcomers who come to report and learn the art of extracting the pulse.

Above the temple are rows of houses, but below is a huge dungeon.

For newcomers who come to learn the art of pulse extraction, this dungeon is open and can be entered at will.

There were seven or eight people who entered the dungeon with Jiang Mo, and when they stepped into the entrance of the dungeon, a cold wind blew on their faces, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Entering the dungeon, as far as the eye can see, wooden bridges criss-cross each other, leading to different places.

Looking down, on the four tall walls, there are adult-sized iron cages, and in the iron cages, there are big living people with dull eyes and scattered eyes!

At first glance, Jiang Mo couldn't help but be surprised, such a large number of living people were hung here like goods, and they were slaughtered.

On the walls, there are dim candles illuminating this dungeon, and the living people with disheveled hair and sallow faces look extremely terrifying under the reflection of the candles.

The whole situation is like the nine dark places, the only difference is that there is still a little popularity here.

On the ground, there were more than a dozen black-robed figures, they were busy expressionlessly, holding an artifact similar to an iron ring in their left hand, and there were dozens of hollows of all sizes on the utensils, and they didn't know what to do.

"New guys, if you need a pulse extraction technique, come to me. Just as Jiang Mo and the others were groaning and looking, a rough voice came.

Following the direction from which the voice came, Jiang Mo saw a man with **** arms, holding a larger iron ring in his left hand, and a very strong man hanging in front of him.

Jiang Mo and the others followed the sound and walked slowly down the extended wooden bridge.

"You newcomers, keep your eyes open. Next, Lao Tzu will demonstrate how to draw the pulse, and whether you can learn it or not depends on your creation. The man with the **** arm pretended to say something profoundly.

After the words fell, Jiang Mo saw that a cone-shaped artifact about an inch in size appeared in his right hand, the head of the artifact was spiral-shaped, very sharp and sharp, and at a glance, it looked like a murderous weapon.

"This thing is called the Blood Soul Cone, which can pierce the monk's body, immobilize his soul, and strip his martial veins. The man with the **** arm said loudly.

As a speaker, a ray of light poured out from his palm, and he directly struck out the inch-sized blood soul cone and hit it into the dantian position of the sturdy man in front of him.

"Ah---" The blood soul cone pierced into the dantian, and the sturdy man suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a miserable scream, his eyes suddenly turned red, his whole body trembled like chaff, and cold sweat couldn't stop flowing down.

Such a strong man can't bear this severe pain, you can imagine how painful it is for the seemingly small blood soul cone to pierce into the dantian!

The man with the **** arm glanced at the sturdy man lightly, and said disdainfully: "What is this pain, if you come with a guy who is born with another hand, it will kill you this time!"

The use of the Blood Soul Cone is also extremely exquisite, if a novice comes, it will inevitably make mistakes, and even destroy the dantian, so that the person who is drawn will lose his life.

After the words fell, the man with the **** arm continued to move, and there was a light spitting out from his palm, as if he was controlling the blood soul cone that pierced into the dantian.

At this moment, the blood soul cone began to stir in the dantian, peeling off the martial veins that penetrated deep into the bone marrow inch by inch, this pain is impossible for ordinary people to understand!

The few people who came with Jiang Mo, after seeing this scene, most of them had numb scalps, and their hands and feet were trembling slightly.

Only some cruel-hearted guys will be happy when they see this scene!

This process lasted for about half a stick of incense, and finally a long knife-shaped martial vein phantom emerged from behind the sturdy man.

After that long sword martial vein appeared, the blood soul cone in his dantian suddenly brought a trace of blood light and flew back upside down.

The man on the arm grabbed the Blood Soul Cone with his right hand, and then his left hand poked out, and the iron ring with large and small holes suddenly burst out with bursts of light, directly inhaling the long sword vein into it.

"It's done!" The man on the **** arm grinned, and immediately slapped the iron ring with his palm, completely sealing the long sword martial vein in the iron ring.

After doing all this, he turned his head to look at Jiang Mo and the others, and said, "This thing is called the Lock Vein Ring, and it complements the Blood Soul Cone. The blood soul cone strips off the martial veins, and the function of this lock vein ring is to seal the martial veins. ”

Jiang Mo's gaze first glanced at the blood soul cone and the lock vein ring, and then looked at the sturdy man who had been removed from the martial vein.

At this moment, the cold sweat on his body couldn't stop flowing, his whole body trembled non-stop, and it was almost very difficult to stand.

"This extraction of martial veins is tantamount to peeling flesh and bones raw, extracting essence and blood, such a cruel thing is indeed beyond what ordinary people can do. Jiang Mo secretly said in his heart, "If I have the opportunity, I will destroy this Martial Pole Temple." ”

The man with the **** arm glanced at Jiang Mo and the others, and said, "I have finished the demonstration just now, next, which of you wants to try it." This dungeon is a test product!"

As he spoke, the man glanced at the hundreds of people hanging from the wall and smiled cruelly.

Not long after he finished speaking, a servant-like man dragged a thin woman here.

To be precise, it was just a teenage girl, but she was caught here as a test subject by these cruel guys.

Seeing the little girl's sallow face and haggard expression, Jiang Mo took a deep breath.

"These brutes!"

(End of chapter)