Three days have passed since Yang Su's rebellion, and Chang'an City has returned to peace, and the fragments of the corpses of the monsters killed by the Northern Thunder Sword, have also been disposed of and piled up outside the city and burned.

Because of the timely attack of the Northern Thunder, the loss of Chang'an City was not large, but there were still many civilians killed, Yang Lin personally led people to appease the people, deal with the aftermath, and won some popular support.

However, the most popular in Chang'an City is the Northern Thunder, his posture of killing a thousand monsters was seen by many people, and many people worshipped the Northern Thunder as a god.

In the past three days, Bei Ying Lei has not appeared in front of the people, and he has a lot of things to deal with.

The prison in Chang'an City is not far from the palace, and it takes a maximum of one stick of incense to walk, and many officials have entered and exited the prison in the past few days, and they are either Yang Su's comrades or his students.

This time Yang Su's rebellion implicated many court officials, these people don't expect to come out again when they enter the prison, of course, many of them were wronged, but Bei Minglei didn't care.

In the deepest part of the heavenly prison, there was a separate cell, where the most important prisoner "Yang Su" was kept.

At this time, Yang Su no longer had the appearance of the prime minister of the Great Sui, not only his hands and feet were locked by chains thick with his arms, but the pipa bones were pierced, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with blood, and the number of wounds on his body could not be counted.

Yang Guang was sitting on a chair not far from Yang Su, served by two maids, and the only thing he wanted to do every day now was to watch Yang Su endure all the torture in the world.

In the past three days, Yang Guang has tried the most painful, cruel, and inhumane criminal law in the Great Sui on Yang Su, if he didn't lose his hands and feet, I'm afraid he would still want to do it himself.

Yang Su has been stubborn in the past three days, he didn't say a word of begging for mercy, even if he didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, he gritted his teeth and held on, and he never thought of seeking death.

"You don't expect Yang Xuangan to come and save you." After Yang Guang took a sip of the wine fed by the maid, he said to Yang Su viciously:

"Your precious son is now messing with Mokoye, and he has long forgotten about you."

No matter what Yang Guang said, Yang Su was always indifferent, until Bei Ying Lei walked into the heavenly prison for the first time, and he finally raised his head.

"You're finally here!" Yang Su looked at Bei Ying Lei weakly and said in a low voice.

Bei Minglei walked into the cell, came to Yang Guang's side first, and said: "The Emperor Taishang has been in the prison for three days, and he is also tired, why don't you go back to the palace to rest first."

Although Yang Guang has returned, he has become crippled, and his eyes are blind, so he is no longer qualified for the emperor's work, so he can only retreat behind the scenes and become an emperor.

"The prince came early?" Yang Guang heard the voice of the Northern Thunder and replied.

When Bei Minglei handed over Yang Su to Yang Guang, it was agreed that Yang Su would be at his disposal within seven days, and after seven days, Yang Su must be beheaded in the market to correct the law of the country.

"Lone is about to leave Chang'an, and there are some things to talk to Yang Su about when he leaves."

Hearing this, Yang Guang knew that Bei Ying Lei didn't want him to hear the next words.

"Yang Su can't die!" Yang Su hurt Yang Guang so badly, he couldn't bear Yang Su to die so quickly.

"Lone guarantees that Yang Su will live."

After hearing Bei Minglei's assurance, Yang Guangcai was carried away by the two maids, and when only two people were left in the cell, Bei Minglei and Yang Su spoke:

"You know what Lone is going to ask!"

Yang Su smiled, but it touched the wound on his face, and he gasped in pain.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to know the reason for the collapse of the Northern Underworld family back then."

Bei Ying Lei nodded and said, "I heard that the Emperor Taishang heard about the poison of the gods."

"That's right, back then, the Northern Netherworld family was planted on the poison of the gods."

Yang Su smiled: "But there is one thing you are afraid to be disappointed, I don't know the inside story of the collapse of the Northern Underworld family."

Bei Ying Lei has been paying attention to Yang Su, and the Yuan Shen Sense tells him that Yang Su is not lying.

"What is the poison of the gods, and where did you get it?"

"The poison of the Divine Death is a poison that has been passed down since ancient times, and it is also the only poison that can poison the masters of the Divine Domain, and I also found it by chance in an abandoned monument."

"Where's the monument?" Bei Minglei asked again: "The ancient site is in Miaojiang, but it has already collapsed, even if you find it, it will be useless."

Bei Ying Lei said disappointedly: "Do you have any other useful news to tell me?"

"Absolutely!" Yang Su smiled: "But I have one condition!"

"You want me to let you go?" Bei Ying Lei asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Yang Su said gloomily: "Even if you are willing to let me go, Yang Guang will not let me live, I think you will let me go."

"As long as you let my son go, I'll tell you what you want to know."

Bei Ying Lei didn't expect that Yang Su would still think about his child at the last moment of his life, which made Bei Ying Lei have a slight change in his opinion of him.

"Yang Xuangan was possessed by Xiang Yu's soul, and he has long lost himself, so he can't be considered your son."

"No matter what, he's my kid, and he has my blood in his veins!" Yang Su's eyes were like fire and said to the Northern Thunder:

"As long as you promise to spare my son's life in the future, even if his martial arts are abolished and he is allowed to return to the mountains and forests, I will tell you everything I know."

Bei Ying Lei stared at Yang Su for a long time before he said, "Lone promised you."

"I want you to swear by the original god, if you regret it in the future, you will be willing to suffer from the five disasters of heaven and man."

"For the sake of you being so considerate of Yang Xuan, Lone promised you."

Bei Minglei raised three fingers and swore to the sky: "Lonely Bei Shenlei, I swear to the Yuan Shen that I will never hurt Yang Xuangan's life in the future, and if I violate this oath, I will be willing to suffer from the five disasters of heaven and man."

Yang Su's eyes widened immediately when he heard the name of Bei Ying Lei's self-detonation.

"You are the Northern Thunder, the martial arts myth of a hundred years ago, I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it!"

Yang Su thought that Bei Ying Lei was reincarnated as Feng Daoqian using the method of reincarnation of the Yuan Shen, but since Bei Ying Lei even told his true identity, it also meant that his oath was absolutely credible.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm the Northern Underworld Thunder a hundred years ago, now you understand why I want to know the reason for the collapse of the Northern Underworld family!"

Yang Su said with satisfaction: "Only the Northern Thunder a hundred years ago can comprehend the ultimate realm of the Divine Dao as well as the weak crown, and I will not lose in vain."

"Don't waste time, tell me what happened to the Northern Underworld family back then?" The Northern Thunderbolt was getting a little impatient.

"A hundred years ago, after you destroyed the Ancestor Heavenly Demon, the rivers and lakes dominated by your Northern Netherworld, there are three masters of the Divine Domain alone, and the second-generation martial arts alliance leader Bei Yingxue is even more so."

"Everything stems from the contradiction between the Northern Underworld Family and the Yan Kingdom, and everything is a hidden danger you buried before." Yang Su said quietly.

"What do you mean by this, is it possible that the fall of the Northern Underworld family has something to do with me?"

Yang Su sneered and said: "Back then, the Northern Underworld Thunder created an iron bucket for the Northern Underworld family, which was indispensable in the court and the opposition, but unfortunately no matter how stable the country was, it collapsed from the inside!"

Bei Ying Lei was stunned for a moment, and then he somewhat understood what happened to the Northern Hell family back then!