Chen Jian felt that he had fallen off the cliff, and he opened his eyes in surprise and looked around.

"This is ......" He found that he could speak again, with voice, touch, and vision, and he was no longer in that ethereal space, but back in purgatory. He wasn't quite used to seeing the light of day again, groping around like a toddler.

I can't see my fingers, what kind of place is this?

"You're awake. Bai Yao's voice suddenly came from the side.

“...... Bai Yao?" Chen Jian stood up on his knees, "Where are you?" He quickly realized that he had no hands or feet, and he couldn't speak. This thing really turned back into flesh, could it have been digested by the monster before? That's why it felt like it was in the dark?

He moved his body and found that Bai Yao had already walked to his side.

"Eat this first. Bai Yao said and handed him an herb, and Ye Liancheng also gave him the same herb, which was used to restore his voice.

After digesting it, Chen Jian hurriedly asked what happened and how he became like this.

Bai Yao hesitated for a moment, as if he had a hidden secret.

"Actually...... You've been made into a rosary by a madman. Her voice echoed in the cave, and Chen Jian used it to estimate the size of the space—it was so large that it could not be echoed at a normal speaking volume, "Do you remember the last time you were with the madman?"

What does the rosary mean?

"I just remember that I was carrying him behind my back to avoid the edge for a while. ”

"He's badly wounded?"

"How do you know. ”

"Sure enough......" Bai Yao sighed, "Do you remember Zeqi?"

"Of course I remember, but I can't use it in purgatory. ”

"We're all mistaken," she shook her head, "but there's just a little bit of zee that doesn't work." Purgatory, this place," she tapped her finger at the cold floor—and Chen Jian realized that the place where she was standing was no longer hot, "It appeared a thousand years ago. Why do you think it happened? I've heard a rumor before, and I can confirm it now. ”

"What's going on?"

"This is a secret realm that martial artists in ancient times cultivated. It's like a casino, or something like that, with rules that are independent of the human world and can be changed according to someone's wishes, and what was once a purgatory full of jade artifacts and an excellent place for martial artists to practice has now been transformed into purgatory. But the person who reformed the rules did not know what was going on here, and he, or they, did not know that purgatory had spontaneously given birth to many indigenous peoples, and he had no intention of taking our situation into account. ”

Chen Jian pondered Bai Yao's words and extracted the information that he could understand—purgatory is like a game, and the rules are set by the producer.

Is that what you mean? He looked up.

"Where is this?"

"I'll talk about it later," Bai Yao continued, "The ancient sages could also use Ze Qi, but it was very different from what we have now, and now the Ze Qi in the martial arts world has evolved and can no longer communicate with the past Ze Qi, so we can't use Ze Qi in this space constructed by Ze Qi. But the madman ...... He is an ancient man for hundreds of years, and he has actually been able to use some faint qi, but he has always hidden it from us. ”

"A madman can use Zeqi...... Where is he?"

"I don't know, at least I shouldn't have seen him all these years. ”

"What did you say?" Chen Jian was taken aback. Why did the madman leave them?

"I chopped him into pieces and threw him into the sea. "Bai Yao's face does not change color.

“......”

Chen Jian was speechless, and silence at the moment was the best question.

"Do you remember the string of prayer beads that the madman always carried?" Bai Yao then said, "Those are the things that the madman made with Ze Qi, and he called them 'Suffering Prayer Beads', which can share the pain of his body for him. He turned you into a rosary, how do you feel these days?"

Chen Jian's head couldn't turn, the huge amount of information was overwhelming, his nerves turned into weeping willows drifting in the wind, and his mind couldn't integrate everything he had just heard. He suddenly had an epiphany about what he had been through—he had been betrayed by a madman!

The scene of the first meeting with the madman is still vivid, and he still remembers vividly that since then, the madman has been wearing a string of rosaries, could it be that the madman has been doing such things? How many other people have been made into rosaries by him? Do they also experience the same ethereal feeling as himself?

"I'm ......" Chen Jian stammered.

Anger and sorrow welled up in his heart at the same time, he never thought that the madman would see him as a prey, how many enemies did they defeat together? The prisoners who invaded Bai Yao were all crucified by them in the walls and dirt, the yellow-eyed bird vulture on the Yellow Emperor Mountain, the wind of the country, and the corpses of countless sea monsters were buried and sunk by their own hands while sailing on the sea...... Is all this just a play by a madman?

"You're lying to me. "Is it a joke you and the madman came up with?" ”

"It's true. Bai Yao's cold voice was colder than the surrounding temperature.

Chen Jian's words stopped. He knew that Bai Yao would not be bored enough to make up such a tirade to fool himself, what she said was undoubtedly true, maybe she even saved herself from the rosary.

"What have you been feeling these days?" she repeated.

"Nothing...... I just couldn't see anything, like I had my eyes closed, and it was only pitch black. ”

"Didn't feel any pain?"

"Nope. He shook his head, he really didn't feel that way.

Bai Yao suddenly smiled and said, "You are quite suitable for being made into a rosary." I have forgotten that the judge has reduced your sentence, that you will not be tortured in any way, and that you will not feel the pain of a madman when he passes on to you—isn't that the best material for the rosary?"

“...... Did he really make me a rosary?"

Bai Yao nodded: "The madman finally asked me to tell you something." He has been ready to attack you since the beginning of the fight, deliberately pretending to be a harmless madman, just to win the sympathy of new prisoners like you who have just entered purgatory, although the penitential punishment is unbearable, but it is by no means to the extent that he performs, he thinks that he can easily succeed, but you are more indifferent than he imagined," Speaking of this, Bai Yao glanced at Chen Jian, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts were hidden in his eyes, "He waited for so many years to get it, and he regretted it very much." ”

So he didn't feel sorry for me, he just regretted wasting too much time. ”

"yes. ”

"It's really inhuman. ”

"You talk about human nature with people who have lived for hundreds of years?" Bai Yao asked rhetorically.

“...... You're right, but why did he tell you this? And what do you mean by being cold? I was going to help him when we first met. ”

Bai Yao showed a sly gaze: "Don't fool yourself, Rose. Do you know what the premise of the rosary is that the other party has the will to share the pain for him, and empathizes, do you understand? That is to say, sixteen - for so many years, you have never thought of sharing it for him, you only think about yourself, until a few days ago, I guess you were too tired after the battle with Qi Qi, and your spirit was relaxed, and you were moved by the madman's performance of pretending to be painful. Am I right?"

Chen Jian was silent for a long time.

"I don't know. ”

"Of course, I don't blame you, in Purgatory, everyone has their own way of living," Bai Yao waved his hand, "The same is true for the madman Bu? It should be said that you did a great job. ”

Chen Jian thought for a long time, opened his mouth and said, "Thank you." ”

"But I didn't expect it, the madman had been thinking about this kind of thing all along. "Fortunately, he was finally convinced," she reflected. Do you know how much effort I put into trying to get you out?" she chattered, confiding in her tiredness these days.

She told Chen Jian that once the rosary was made, he would stay in the rosary forever unless the madman himself voluntarily let Chen Jian out, or destroy the rosary, but she didn't know what would become of Chen Jian. Maybe he would die, or maybe it would be something else, but Bai Yao knew that he definitely didn't want to die like this, so he continued to torture the madman until his spirit completely collapsed—even Bai Yao felt that he had lost all emotion—and he had to release Chen Jian's bitter prayer beads.

Bai Yao said many ways to torture madmen, Chen Jian was impatient to listen to them, and he also felt quite disgusted, those are all cruel methods that surpass human torture.

He finally interrupted Bai Yao's mouth like a river.

"Thank you. Can you tell me what this place is?"

"Black Abyss. ”