After driving his apprentices down the mountain and informing the world of the meeting, Zhang Taichu thought about it, said hello to the two senior brothers around him, and went to the cellar where Lu Liang was trapped alone.

It was early July, but as he walked up the narrow wooden ladder to the bottom of the cellar, he felt a chill on his face.

At the end of the dark passage, there was a feeble scream and the sound of whips whipping against flesh.

"It was just in time, just in time for this kid to be smoked."

Zhang Taichu looked at the surrounding environment, thinking that this was indeed the most depressing environment that he could find in Longhu Mountain.

has been locked up in this cellar for several months and a half, and ordinary people can't bear this kind of crime, let alone Lu Liang, a little doll, who is beaten every day.

As he thought, he walked forward, and soon, after passing a corner, he saw what was going on inside.

At the end of the cellar was a small room, paved with stones, which had been used to store some agricultural miscellaneous items, but now it had been converted into a prison.

There is a row of wooden stakes standing, dividing the already small and cramped stone house into two smaller parts, and in the inner wall, less than two square meters, there is a wooden bench, on which is placed Lu Liang, whose limbs have been cut off.

He was chained around his neck, and in front of him stood the gray-haired Dong Ying, who kept flicking the long cowhide whip in his hand and whipping him on the body.

Although Dong Ying is short, the slender whip in his hand is extremely powerful, and the surface of the whip is also wrapped in a faint layer of Qi, every time it is pumped on Lu Liang's body, a blood-red whip mark will appear on the other party's body, and the Qi energy penetrates into the flesh through the epidermis, bringing a more sour pain.

Lu Liang, who was treated like this, was already covered in bruises, looking like a doll made of blood and mud, although he was extremely restrained, he couldn't help but raise his head and let out a muffled scream.

"Woooooooooo......oo Whining! ”

Lu Liang's eyes rolled and his whole body trembled, and every time he lashed, he would twitch violently, but the amplitude of this convulsion became smaller and smaller as time passed.

He was powerless to struggle.

And Dong Ying, who was carrying out the task of pumping every day, immediately stopped his movements when he noticed that Zhang Taichu had arrived, held a long whip in his hand, and bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple Dong Ying, meet my uncle." ”

And Lu Liang took advantage of this short period of effort, and also gasped, looking at the two people not far away, looking a little delirious.

This is the second living person he has seen in the past half a month or so, except for Dong Ying, but when he confirmed that the other party was Zhang Taichu, he chuckled in his heart, and a strong fear appeared.

On the night when he made a big fuss in Longhu Mountain, it was a thunder talisman left by the other party that killed Gong Qing in seconds, and hit him hard, and even more determined his fate at the moment, making him a ridiculous doll who suffered blood torture all day long in this dark cellar.

On the other side, Zhang Taichu just glanced at Lu Liang, then waved his hand at Dong Ying, and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry about me, you continue." ”

Dong Ying nodded respectfully, turned around and shook the small leather whip in his hand, and continued to whip Lu Liang.

Zhang Taichu casually pulled a wooden stool next to him and sat down, and also noticed that the bowl of dragon whisker noodles was still steaming in the corner.

The whipping against Lu Liang did not last long.

It wasn't until he was drawn to death that Dong Ying stopped, and then took out the special healing elixir made by Longhu Mountain from his arms.

This medicine can quickly heal the internal and external wounds of the human body, and it does not take half a day to make the wound scab and grow new granulations, the only disadvantage is that it will make people feel extremely strong pain, which is several times more painful than wiping a wound with pepper water.

Dong Ying's face was expressionless, and he poured all the bottles of healing medicine into Lu Liang's body, and the liquid medicine flowed into the thousands of wounds that had been pumped and flesh opened.

So in the next moment.

Lu Liang's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost burst out of his sockets, and he let out an extremely terrible howl.

"Ahhhh

His eyes were blood-red, and the Qi Sea Dantian in his body, which was close to exhaustion, erupted with a faint blue Qi breath, but it seemed to be nothing, and he couldn't play a formed move at all, so he could only bear this pain stubbornly.

Then, in the next moment, I fainted in pain, but after just two breaths, I woke up again.

Driven by the extreme pain, jumping back and forth between wakefulness and fainting, like a computer constantly turning on and off.

Zhang Taichu, who took these in his eyes, not only did not have the slightest pity, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, feeling a little funny, thinking that if there was an underworld in this world, would Lord Yama be pleasantly surprised to see Lu Liang who kept flashing outside the entrance of the palace?

Soon, another half of the day passed.

After Lu Liang fainted from the pain for the last time, Dong Ying picked up the dragon beard noodles that had cooled down in the corner of the wall, stirred them into a paste with Zhenqi, and then broke Lu Liang's mouth and poured it directly into it, reaching the stomach in one step.

After doing all this, Dong Ying completed the daily task, turned to Zhang Taichu and said respectfully: "Senior uncle, that's what the disciple has to do every day." ”

Zhang Taichu nodded and asked, "Has it been like this every day for the past month?" So what special changes has Lu Liangke had? ”

Dong Ying's old face wrinkled, and he said a little helplessly: "The disciple has been smoking Lu Liang like this every day for the past month, except for Qi Ji, who is getting more and more sluggish, and his state is getting worse and worse, there are no other special changes. ”

"The disciple also found that the Qi Sea in his body was about to dry up, and I am afraid that he would not even be able to do it when the time comes, let alone perform the Ming Soul Technique and realize the Dao with all ......his hands."

Zhang Taichu said: "It's okay, let me try again." ”

As he spoke, he stood up, patted his buttocks with his sleeves, walked straight to Lu Liang, looked at this little bloody man, and poked out a finger with a flat face and pointed it on the top of the other party's skull.

In the next moment, his own soul power and True Qi poured out at the same time, invading Lu Liang's body, crushing the other party's spirit and body at the same time.

So Lu Liang, who had passed out, was forced to turn on the machine again, and raised his head to the sky and let out a painful howl, the howl was hoarse, and the vocal cords seemed to have been dried by three days of exposure to the sun, and they were already full of holes.

The intense pain of this two-pronged combination even surpassed the healing elixir, making him unbearable, but under Zhang Taichu's mental stimulation, he couldn't even do it.

"Kill, kill me, please... Give me a... Joyfully. Lu Liang's throat rolled, and he tried his best to say this vague begging.

The little brother has been unwell recently, and he looks like Eryang, but he will try to keep the 10,000 words updated in the future, and I hope everyone will continue to support!

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