"Say, where did you come from!" the Pavilion Master grabbed a cultist and interrogated him, and after being stripped of his black cloak, his face was clearly revealed, his face showed a sickly paleness, his pupils were full of madness and extreme fanaticism for a certain belief, and his sarcastic smile slowly expanded. This disciple was specially left by the pavilion master, and the others who fled in the direction of Wentian had already turned into a puddle of minced meat, and the dead could no longer die.

"Haha! Die of this heart, even if I die, I won't tell you, when the sect leader breaks through the seal, you, no, the entire Tianming people will die, haha!" he laughed wildly, not afraid of the furious pavilion master, allowing the bones on his body to be crushed one by one, and the screams mixed with laughter echoed in the woods.

No matter how he tortured this cultist, he never confided half a true word, and the pavilion master's patience was gradually worn out, the evil cult is like this, even if he catches the people in the sect, it is useless, they are like being brainwashed, they are loyal to the evil cult, and there will be no rebellious thoughts. raised his hand and wanted to slap him to death, anyway, none of the evil cults were good, all of them stained their hands with blood, and the people and gods were angry, but Wentian stopped the pavilion master.

"Pavilion Master, you might as well let me try it and see if I can dig up some useful information from his mouth. ”

"Oh, do you have a way? You also see it, no matter how I torture him, it's completely useless, could it be that you still have some means to hide?" The pavilion master was very curious about Wentian, this young man seemed to be wrapped in a layer of fog, so that people couldn't see the true face, sometimes when you think this is all, only to find that it is just the tip of the iceberg, and the means of asking Tiantian seem to be endless, never endless.

Wen Tian smiled and said nothing, sold Guan Zi, and walked straight to the side of the disciple, he was already more in and less out at the moment, and blood was flowing, which could be seen how ruthless the pavilion master was.

"Ahem, ahem, you kill me, I won't tell you anything, death for me is just a return to the arms of the Sect Master, that is the highest reward. "The eyes of the cultists burst into a feverish light, brighter than the blazing sun.

"You want to die, yes, but let me work hard, I always need to try everything, don't you?" Wen Tian said, with a smile on his face, giving people a gentle feeling, and at the same time took out a piece of green life crystal, urging a stream of life force to pour into the disciple's body, getting the input of this life force, the injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there was no joy in his heart, this young man was weird!

In order to prevent him from escaping, the pavilion master used an unknown means to seal his soul and cut off the connection between him and spiritual power. The Life Xuanjing in Wentian's hand was looked at by the Pavilion Master, and secretly said Where did Wentian get such a precious thing, with his eyesight, he naturally wouldn't recognize it as a Life Xuanjing, but why did he use it on the Cult?

Wentian couldn't answer the question in his heart at the moment, so he prepared on his own, first cutting down two trees with the Peerless Heaven, fixing them together to make the shape of a cross and erecting them, and then tying the disciples to them with the rope he carried with him, and everything was ready.

"Don't waste your efforts, I've already said that no matter how much you torture me, I won't be able to get useful information. The believer did not understand Wentian's series of actions, and his heart was faintly uneasy, repeating what he had said before, as if he was saying it to Wentian and as if he was comforting himself and beating his spirit.

Wen Tian didn't pay attention to it, but slowly raised his hand, and the spiritual power condensed into a spiritual power needle with the thickness of a cow's hair, and the sharpness of the tip made people cold. The spiritual sense unfolded, and every acupuncture point in the sect's body was clearly reflected in Wentian's mind, and he smiled slightly, and in his surprised gaze, Wentian pierced the spiritual power needle into the brain acupoint on the top of his head, and then conjured up another spiritual power needle, pierced into the Fengmen acupoint, and after a while, his whole body was pierced with spiritual power needles, looking like a hedgehog, which was terrifying.

"Haha! you're going to torture me with these needles, ridiculous, ridiculous, haha!" A quarter of an hour passed, and the disciple didn't feel anything strange in his body, and there was no reaction in his soul except for the confinement, and he finally put his mind at ease, and couldn't help but start mocking and asking the sky, and his tone was relaxed.

Even the pavilion master was confused, and the whole body was full of needles, which looked really terrible from the outside, but in essence, it didn't seem to have any effect?

"Three, two, one, start!" As the countdown to Wentian reached zero, the smile on the disciple's face came to an abrupt end, and the sweat on his forehead was instantly covered with sweat, and then a heart-rending howl sounded from his mouth, and his expression was hideous, as if he had been in great pain. This sudden scream startled the pavilion master, he hadn't been so miserable in his hands just now, how could he ......

Wentian turned a deaf ear to the screams, his face was full of indifference, in stark contrast to the previous mildness, the believer was tied to the cross and could not move, only feeling that the flesh of his whole body was being torn and bitten off his body, and the pain made people want to go crazy. The life crystal was overflowing, and the life force was constantly repairing his body, keeping him sane at all times.

Wentian slapped his hands, and all the spiritual power needles disappeared, and then another handful appeared in his hand, all of which were like eyes, accurately piercing into the other acupuncture points of the sect, these acupuncture points would make people itch and unbearable, which was the opposite of pain.

"Ahh

The cry, which was even more miserable than just now, echoed in the woods, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on the surface of the pavilion master's skin, and his heart was cold. What kind of interrogation method is this, a few needles can make people look like they are not ghosts, this Mo Wen seems to be a ruthless person, and he is unmoved, so bland. Of course, Wentian would not tell him that this was what appeared in the Chinese medicine books of his previous life, that there are countless acupuncture points in the human body, and the function of each acupuncture point is different, and stimulating these acupuncture points will cause great pain, but it will not cause death, and it is the most suitable for interrogation.

"I ...... I say...... I said, let me go. The disciple barely spit out this sentence, his muscles were exposed, and fear crept into his heart, his thoughts at this time were almost exactly the same as those of the pavilion master, he had lived for decades, this method was really the first time he had seen it, and he didn't want to try it again.

Wentian didn't seem to hear it, closed his eyes, meditated and cultivated, and didn't care about the sound of begging for mercy. Tilt less, it is estimated that after the time is about the same, when the sky opens, the believer droops his head, foaming at the mouth, and the whites of his eyes turn up, and he may be finished at any time. With a wave of his hand, the spiritual power needle drilled into the palm of his hand and turned into spiritual power, sinking into the spiritual source. This time, instead of continuing to use the Life Crystal, he took out an elixir, stuffed it into his mouth, and gradually sobered up.

"I said, I said, please stop torturing me. The believers woke up and begged for mercy again and again, and before they could open their mouths, they told everything in such detail that they could not have gone into more detail. Not far from here, there is one of their altars, which is heavily guarded, and the altar is connected to the sect master, and the reason why they want to slaughter this village is to collect a large amount of soul and resentment into the altar to help the sect leader break the seal.

The Cult has been silent for 10,000 years, and its strength has been seriously damaged, and all the cultists are secretly dormant in various capacities, secretly helping the sect leader break the seal, expecting to occupy the entire world, and be ashamed.

After hearing this, the pavilion master's expression became solemn, and he gave the disciple a happy palm, and his head was torn apart.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do now? If the Evil Netherworld Sect Master breaks the seal, Tianming will be in danger, and when the time comes, the lives will be ruined, and the mountains and rivers will be shattered. "Wen Tian is worried, once the conspiracy of the Cult succeeds, Xingchen will not be able to avoid the fate of destruction, that is his motherland in this world, he has deep feelings, and he can't watch her destroy no matter what.

"Go to Ice Ridge City, where there is the Danxuan Pavilion Ice Ridge Branch, pass the news to Your Majesty, and then discuss with the city lord, gather people, destroy the altar of the Evil Cult, and slow down their pace. In a flash of thought, the Pavilion Master quickly made a decision, and the Emperor ordered people to track down the whereabouts of the other altars, and they destroyed the nearest altar first.

"Brother Mo, what are you doing with your father?" Back at the convoy, Dan Rufeng couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and hurriedly asked, they didn't find any clues, so they simply waited for the pavilion master and Wentian.

"It's not a big deal, the pavilion master has found some special objects for me to analyze together. "Wen Tian told a lie, the matter of the Cult is very widely implicated, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Dan Rufeng immediately lost interest when he heard this, and beckoned everyone to prepare to leave, the two of them had returned safely, so leave this place as soon as possible, here always gave him an uncomfortable feeling. Sunset, dusk is approaching, Danxuan Pavilion's chariots and horses finally enter Ice Ridge City, this is a part of the plan, repair in the city along the road, and then hurry, if you drag your tired body, it is not a joke to encounter danger on the road.

As soon as the pavilion lord entered the city, he immediately flew to the city lord's mansion and reported the matter of the evil cult to the emperor, and by the way, he discussed with the city lord how to eradicate the altar outside the city. Wentian and they went to the Danxuan Pavilion Branch, arranged the sedan car, chartered the best restaurant in the city, and had a big meal. Some people squeezed their eyebrows, said goodbye to Dan Rufeng, and walked into the flower street and willow lane, everyone knew what they were going to do, and a prodigal smile appeared on their faces.

Dan Rufeng and Wentian returned to the pavilion and went to rest. Lying on the soft bed, asking the sky without the lights on, he likes a dark, tranquil environment that doesn't make him uncomfortable. Ling Lao, Yun Fengyao, Yun Chen...... Are these old people okay? Also, a beautiful face jumped into the thoughts of asking the sky, how is Youning doing at the moment, has he stepped out of the shadow of his "fall" and is living happily?

Thinking about it, Wentian's breathing gradually evened out and fell into a deep sleep. Thousands of miles away, a beautiful girl burst into tears, wetting her clothes and her heart