In the simple and quaint thatched huts, the atmosphere is not good.

Lin Huang was in the midst of Emperor Lu Dong's Xuan Ao Great Array, and his whole person became extremely distorted because of the pain. That great array did not hurt his body in the slightest.

But for Lin Huang's spirit, it is like a nightmare.

Between the rotations of the great array, a huge grinding disc suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness of the forest wilderness.

The grinding disc grinded, making a dull sound of gold and stone, like the huge gate of the city wall frustrating. The only difference is that the grinding disc is like two flattened bronze mountains attached to each other, suspended between heaven and earth after a long time, which looks extraordinarily ancient.

Around the millstone, there was a dry river of blood hanging upside down, which looked extremely calm.

It seems that the millstone once slashed the gods in half, crushed the Buddha Tianjiao, between heaven and earth, everything can be crushed!

And in the sea of knowledge, when Lin Huang saw the grinding plate, his soul was pulled into the grinding plate by a powerful devouring force.

The soul is nailed to the place where it fits in the middle of the millstone, like a white sheep that has been washed.

Then, the grinding disc turned gently by less than a scale.

In the thatched hut, the roar of the forest barren was like thunder, his face was distorted, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling......

That gentle crushing completely tore Lin Huang's soul into pieces.

Lu Donghuang looked at Lin Huang's roaring appearance, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, such a reaction was simply happy.

Then, Lu Donghuang rolled up his sleeves and said with a flat smile: "You have already seen Li Jiangye before, you should know that I once slaughtered a son of Beilin Prison back then!"

In the thatched hut and wooden barrel, Lin Huang was already in pain, so he didn't care what Lu Donghuang said.

However, when Lu Donghuang looked at Lin Huang's painful appearance, he was very interested, and continued: "On the mainland, for the people of the Demon Sect, they have always preferred to kill the wrong ones rather than let them go. Therefore, there is a Temple of Punishment Heaven, inspecting the common people, enforcing the law on behalf of the sky, and taking it as his responsibility to kill all the people of the Demon Sect. At the same time, there is also the Beilin Prison on the mainland, which imprisons those demons who poison the world."

"In Beilin Prison, there are eighteen layers of hell. It is a derivation of an ancient martial arts. There is a layer in it, which is called the grinding disc hell. Look how lucky you are, you're already feeling it now!"

In the thatched hut, the forest was in agony and roaring.

The smile on Lu Donghuang's face became more and more brilliant, "There are three hundred and sixty-five scales on the grinding plate, and one turn is a reincarnation." And among those sky-beating fanatics who were imprisoned in Beilin Prison, only one percent could persist in one reincarnation. And those who can go through four reincarnations are only one in a thousand. Those who can go through twelve reincarnations are only one in 10,000. And on the records of Beilin Prison, the longest persistence in the grinding disc is to persist in twenty-eight consecutive reincarnations at a time!"

"I don't know how many scales you can hold on to for the first time!"

When Lu Donghuang said this, he glanced at Lin Huang indifferently, but found that Lin Huang had already passed out. Then, Lu Donghuang glanced at it lightly.

It was found that the grinding disc was turned nine scales.

Lu Donghuang's expression was slightly plenched, and then he snorted unnaturally with a very unnatural face, "Reluctantly!"

Saying that, Lu Donghuang walked out of the hut with a serious face, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The first time he faced the grinding hell, he held on to three scales.

......

In the thatched hut outside the lake in the mountain behind the Lingqi Cliff of Qingtian Martial Mansion, Lin Huang, Pei Xiufu and Lu Donghuang lived happily ever after.

Every morning, when the sun was still shining, Lin Huang was thrown into the lake by Pei Xiufu, and he was hit with a random hammer, which shattered Lin Huang's whole body.

Then Pei Xiufu happily carried Lin Huang ashore and threw it into the barrel, no matter what kind of medicine it was, it was a mess.

After Pei Xiufu occupied Lin Huang, it was Lu Donghuang's turn.

Don't look at Lu Donghuang's gentle and unsmiling appearance, it's a set of people to provoke. Every day, he moved a chair to sit next to Lin Huang, and when he saw Lin Huang's painful appearance, he was extremely happy.

After Lin Huang was tossed by the two of them, he still had a little free time to watch the sunset.

However, Lin Huang obviously didn't have this heart.

He only feels like a year now, and even the perception of time is chaotic, where do he still want to see the sunset. Being able to lie quietly in bed every day is an extremely happy thing.

Now, Lin Huang doesn't even want to be in the city.

Bother!

Li Chunfeng doesn't care, he can practice swords as much as he wants, as long as he likes it.

Tang Xiaoqi had better not care about him, he wanted to sleep!

Song Changling got out of the way.

......

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and I don't know what night it is.

Lin Huang didn't know how long he had been here.

One day?

Ten days?

One month?

A year?

Lin Huang didn't know.

He only remembered that one morning, after taking a deep breath, when he was preparing for the nightmare to come again, Pei Xiufu suddenly waved his hand and said with a smile: "These three days are off, no need to cultivate!"

Lin Huang was stunned for a moment.

Then tears of gratitude remained.

What a man!

Then Lin Huang turned around and lay on the bed for a whole day......

The next day, Lin Huang still didn't want to get up.

Then he got up with difficulty, asked for a dressing mirror from Tang Xiaoqi, and found that his hair was extremely unkempt and his face was full of stubble.

It's like a wild man who lives in the mountains.

Subsequently, Lin Huang took good care of himself with the help of Tang Xiaoqi, changed into a splendid white robe, tied up his unkempt hair, and hung a jade pendant for embellishment around his waist.

The body is much stronger than before.

At first glance, it really has a bit of the taste of Yushu in the wind. Although he does not have Xie Qinghou's envious face, his knife-like face is restrained and fierce, gentle and domineering.

The sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he already had a taste of looking down on the world.

After packing everything up, Lin Huang left the back mountain happily and plunged into the Qingtian Martial Mansion.

Outside the lake, Lu Donghuang and Pei Xiufu stood side by side, holding the figure of the young man in white clothes who was dashing and overhauled, and there was a slight sigh in his eyes.

Lin Huang didn't know how long he had been cultivating here.

But they know.

In fact, it was not long, only three months.

Lin Huang didn't know how well he was cultivating, but they knew. In just three months, Lin Huang's body was brutally broken thirty times by Pei Xiufu.

And his soul was also brutally ground thirty times.

Up to now, Lin Huang's divine soul has been able to persist in four reincarnations in the grinding plate formation. In the records of Beilin Prison, no one under the realm of the Martial Emperor could do this.

And the ** of the forest famine has also reached a limit.

Pei Xiufu already has self-confidence, with Lin Huang's current physical strength, even if he can't win the holy body of Situ Huang's tomb, he still has the strength to compete.

Once the Holy Body of the Forest Desolate is clothed, then he will overwhelm countless Holy Body powerhouses.

This kind of cultivation method was experienced by Lin Taiqing back then, and it was very good.

Lin Huang also survived, and it was more perfect!

"How does it feel?"

Looking at Lin Huang's back as he left happily, Pei Xiufu asked Lu Donghuang calmly.

"No way!"

Lu Donghuang shook his head and said.

Pei Xiufu frowned slightly and looked at Lu Donghuang suspiciously.

Lu Donghuang rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Although he is very good, he can't make him feel that he is very good, and the back ...... Gotta add food to him!"

Pei Xiufu raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, as if he was looking forward to it.

And at this moment, Lin Huang is looking forward to the girl who laughs like the first snow, and he doesn't know what he will experience later......