Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Black Prison

Seeing Mr. Three again, although Zhou Sheng had been reborn, he still felt a strong sense of danger, and the woman in front of him seemed to be a terrifying creature that could easily tear himself apart.

As Zhou Sheng, who has been the most arrogant cultivator in the entire Shijie for nearly a thousand years, it must be very terrifying to be able to give him this feeling. Even when facing the Heavenly Fox Sage, Zhou Sheng did not have this kind of fear, this was purely a keen instinct on his part.

There was no inquiry, only a strong warning, he would fight in the future, and if Zhou Sheng fought in the academy again, he would be expelled.

Zhou Sheng returned to his yard, closed the door, plugged his ears with cotton, and began to read.

Every time he finishes reading a book and subdues the knowledge demon, Zhou Sheng's spiritual galaxy will be perfect, and the continent origin will produce a trace of untraceable origin power.

Zhou Sheng, can fight, very good at fighting, the cultivation speed is very fast, and there are almost no bottlenecks. He had a feeling that before the Sage, he could rush over with a single blow. Maybe the Sage bottleneck is just a small threshold. It's a mess......

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Liu Qing wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was gloomy.

"I must get the secret of that kid ......"

With a flick of his sleeves, he stepped into the air, gradually disappeared, and the door of the main hall creaked shut.

When he reappeared, he had come to a black garden.

Black houses, black trees, and even black soil, which is doped with a lot of iron metal particles.

Two men in black uniforms walked out, their faces wearing bronze masks, revealing only two eyeballs.

"Disciple of the Daomen, what is the matter with coming to the Black Prison?" a person spoke lightly, his voice was flat, and there was no respect or compliment.

Liu Qing flicked his sleeves, and a black token appeared in front of the two.

"It's ...... Inkstone Token ......"

When the two of them saw the sign, their faces changed slightly, and although they were wearing masks, they could still see it through the contraction of their facial muscles.

"I want to see the prison master, please pass through!"

"Haode, please wait a moment".

One person immediately went to Tongyu, and his attitude was much better, without the indifference just now.

After a while, the man came back and respectfully invited Liu Qing to go.

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In the black courtyard, there was no sound, without the slightest popularity and noise, as if it was a dead land. Even in those black houses, there is no one living in them.

Walking into a remote house, the eyes were empty, and a man in black stepped on the floor in the middle three times, one short and two long.

Knock, knock

The ground sank, and a pitch-black hole appeared, and the three of them walked inside.

The stairs are cold, and even through the thick soles of your shoes, you can feel the cold aura stimulating the various acupuncture points on the soles of your feet.

The same is true of the air, cold and mechanical, and at the same time a hint of blood. This bloody smell is the smell of human blood, and there is still some difference between animal blood and human blood.

To the underground, there is a long Yongdao, there are wall carvings on the road, and the lines are faintly bloody. The inscriptions on it are all a lot of punishments, including Ling Chi and picking human skins alive......

All kinds of punishments, bloody.

At the end of the road, there is a large cave with a radius of several kilometers. Rows of wooden pillars, the black blood stains on them had dried up, and the blood on some of the wooden pillars was still hot, steaming a little.

Mortals in white prison clothes were chained to them, wailing bitterly, and their bodies were dripping with blood. One punishment after another was being performed, and some of them took a red-hot soldering iron and burned their chests, scalding the flesh and blood, and when the soldering iron was taken off, they all stuck to pieces of scalded skin.

"Ah~~, kill me, please kill me!"

A prisoner could not help but wail, and in front of him, a large man in a bronze mask, holding an iron whip, dipped in large salt water, was whipped vigorously. Each time, a trail of blood was drawn, and the salt water penetrated into the flesh, and the flesh cells were soaked and withered by the salt water......

It hurts!

It's better to live than to die!

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On the other side, a prisoner had already been beaten and felt nothing. His ten-finger nails were pulled out with pliers, and the tender nail flesh was filled with wire. His legs were broken, his lower body was castrated, and his chest was cut open by a steel knife, and the heart that was still beating faintly could be seen inside.

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There are also disheveled female prisoners, who are also devastated and tortured.

This is the Black Prison, and it is also a garden of the Academy, but it is not affiliated with the Academy. Their backstage is the Great Qian Empire, and these people wearing bronze masks belong to the emperor's secret guards. Here, there is a big prison, which specializes in dealing with prisoners who are difficult to deal with on the surface for the imperial court.

Everyone's hands are covered in blood, which is synonymous with horror.

The disappearance of some ministers in the imperial court is to offend Emperor Ming, but it is not easy to deal with it, so let these secret guards deal with it.

Men and women, young and old, can't escape. Men were killed, women were tortured, sold into religious workshops, and used as official prostitutes.

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Only a very few people in the academy knew that there was such a garden, and Dean Yan Zhitui also objected, but under the high pressure of Emperor Ming, it was not enough.

The ground of this underground shijie is made of magnets, so the weight of steel here is very large due to magnetic force and other reasons. Some prisoners were fed a lot of big iron eggs, and the belly fell down, and the people were tied to the pillars again, and the zuihou iron eggs were forced by the suction of the ground, and the belly burst out, and even the intestines and stomach were brought out.

Before the prisoner died, he could be tormented by the pain and go crazy.

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The prison master, who manages the existence of the black prison, can also be said to be one of the head of the emperor's guards.

It is powerful, cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel.

He wore a silver mask, which shimmered with silver and made it even more terrifying.

The prison master was wearing a silver-white silkworm robe with a hint of blood thread on it, and there was a smell of rust on his body. He sat on a wicker chair, listening to the mournful roar of the prisoner, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, and his expression was quite appreciative.

Liu Qing bowed slightly, as a greeting.

"Lord Prison Master, in Xia Liuqing, a disciple of Daoist Qingshi Peak."

"Oh?"

When the prison master opened his eyes, they were silvery-white.

"The disciple of the Lord of Bluestone Peak, his cultivation is really acceptable. The thirty-six peaks of the Dao Sect, the Lord of the Bluestone Peak is also one of the top ranks, I heard that it is only half a step away from the Sage, the strength of your Dao Sect is very strong......"

"Of course, as the number one sect of the Dao Sect, my Dao Sect has a strong foundation, and there are also three or four saints. The Lord of the Dao is in charge of the entire Dao Sect system, and even the Lord of the Buddha does not dare to compete with it......

Hearing Liu Qing's words, the prison master snorted coldly and said lightly: "Remember, this Shijie court is the largest, and the sect is just a vassal of the court, understand?"

Liu Qing's face changed, but he still nodded lightly.

"Tell me, why did you come to me with the Inkstone Token? You know the rules, the Inkstone Token can only be used once."

"I understand!"

Liu Qing waved his hand and handed the inkstone token to the prison master.

This ink stone token was created by the imperial court and specially distributed to various sects, because Emperor Ming advocated Taoism, so the Taoist sect also got the most. A token can allow the imperial court to do one thing. Of course, it also costs a lot of money for the sect to get tokens from the imperial court.

It's the equivalent of an employment relationship, you spend money, I do things for you.

"I'm going to catch a kid, a disciple of Confucianism, called Zhou Sheng!"

"How's the cultivation?"

"Just condensed, Liliang only has the power of a few elephants, less than ten elephants. It's not that kind of elite condensation master, it's just an ordinary condensation."

"You should be able to deal with him easily, Weishenme came to me?"

"I went to kill him, but I was repelled by the Confucians......"

The prison master's eyes were stunned, and two silver-white rays of light shot out, "It's Mr. Three." Of the six disciples of the dean, she is the one I can't see clearly, and she is the one I am most afraid of......"

When Liu Qing heard the prison master's words, his face changed, and he took out three warm purple pills from his sleeve, and said, "Prison master, these are the three purple pills I just baked, please help."

The prison master's eyes flashed, and the three pills turned into three purple rays of light that broke through the air, and they were held in the palm of his hand.

"It's still hot, yes, it's freshly baked. This is a good thing, I originally wanted to refine it, but the cost is too great, the medicinal materials are not complete, and the most critical purple dew is lacking, so I can't refine it, but I didn't expect you to be able to refine this kind of good thing. Okay, I'll help you this time. Mr. Three shouldn't blame me for a trivial matter, and besides, I may not be afraid of her......"

Liu Qing's face was overjoyed, "Thank you, prison master."

"Black Five, Black Seven, Black Thirteen, Black Nineteen. The four of you go and get me the man named Zhou Sheng. If Mr. Three stops it, then forget it, you come back and talk about it......"

"Yes, sir."

The four black-clothed secret guards on the side left, wanting to capture Zhou Sheng.