Chapter 328: Torture
Ji Wuya never expected that he would be planted in the hands of a small True Qi Stage cultivator.
And this is not to blame him, even if his methods encounter the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator, he can bewitch the other party's mind, only the influence of the Ancient Martial Monk will not be so strong. No one would have thought that on this cultivation continent, he would meet an ancient martial monk, and it was also an ancient martial monk with a primordial spirit body. Therefore, his means had almost no effect on Beihe.
Although Ji Wuya didn't want to admit it, he had to say that this time he was planted.
Just when all thoughts were lost in this person's heart, he only heard Beihe speak: "Next, I will ask, and you will answer." ”
"You can ask whatever you want. "Ji Wuyidao.
"Thousands of years ago, you came to this monk continent, why have you been able to survive for so long. I just heard Beihe ask.
"Ji should have fallen a long time ago, but when he stepped into this rootless island, he accidentally discovered this spiritual milk. Therefore, with the help of spiritual milk, the effect of warming the original spirit, Ji Mou's original spirit is out of the body, and in this spiritual milk, he lives to this day. ”
"Spirit milk, what is this?" Beihe asked.
"The spiritual milk is just the name of our ancient martial arts monks, and on your cultivation path, this thing is called the Spirit Washing Pool. ”
Beihe's eyes narrowed, "In this way, the Spirit Washing Pool is real." ”
"That's true. Ji Wuya nodded, and then continued: "When Ji Mou discovered this spiritual milk, there was not much left of this thing, although I know that Xiaoyou is very interested in this spiritual pool, but unfortunately, as Ji Mou's Yuan Shen warms it, this thing is completely exhausted. ”
Hearing this person's words, Beihe didn't speak for a while, thinking in his heart whether what Ji Wuya said was true or false.
"Then what is the ultimate purpose of cultivating your soul in this spiritual pool?" Bei He asked again.
This time, Ji Wuya fell into a brief hesitation, but it was only a moment before he heard this person speak: "The plan is to use this side of the Spirit Washing Pool to attract many monks to come here, and refine the essence blood of these people, and refine a physical body again, so as to enter it and set foot on cultivation again." ”
Beihe could see the scene of him sucking the blood of the round-faced fat man dry before, so if he lied to Beihe now, Beihe's mind would inevitably be recognized, and he would get into trouble when the time came.
"I see......" Beihe nodded.
In the next breath, I heard Beihe chuckle.
"With the supernatural powers of Senior Ji, it should be easy to catch many low-level monks and extract the essence blood from these people, why do you want to do this on this rootless island? Wouldn't it be easier to change places? It is impossible to waste so much time and energy. ”
Although he had long known that Beihe was thoughtful, after hearing his words, Ji Wuya was still a little annoyed, Beihe was not so easy to deceive.
So he listened to this human: "The spiritual milk here can nourish Ji's soul, but in the outside world, Ji can't live that long." ”
"Really?" asked Beihe meaningfully.
He obviously didn't believe Ji Wuya's words, but it didn't matter, he didn't expose this person, he would make this person look good in a while. After a little thought, I only listened to his words.
"The younger generation is very interested in Senior Ji and the others, the purpose of setting foot on this cultivation continent back then, I don't know why Senior Ji's people set foot on this cultivation continent?"
Seeing that Beihe didn't ask any further, Ji Wuya breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he listened to this humane: "Back then, when I set foot on this cultivation continent, it was naturally to plunder the cultivation resources. ”
After hearing this person's words, Bei He's eyes showed an obvious fierceness, and he saw his fists stretched out, and slapped the pool below with one palm.
One by one, the palms condensed by the true qi spread from small and large to the size of a zhangxu, and slammed into the pool water below. For a while, I only heard the sound of banging one after another, and the whole pool was violently shaking, and the water surface was shaken several feet high, and even many pools of water were also affected outside the pool, making a loud sound.
"Xiaoyou, hurry up. Ji Wuya hurriedly spoke out to stop him.
But for his words, Beihe turned a deaf ear, and there was no pause in the movements in his hands.
Just when there were bursts of exclamations from Ji Wuya's mouth, and he could still feel the horror of this person, Beihe finally stopped and stood up.
"Plundering resources on this cultivation continent with no vitality, this kind of nonsense is not believed by three-year-old children. If Senior Ji wants to play sloppy with me, then don't blame the juniors for being unkind. "North River Road.
The words fell, and I only heard him scolding sharply, "I will ask you again, what are you waiting to step into this cultivation continent for." ”
At this moment, Ji Wuya's panting voice came from the pool, and after a long time, he heard this person: "I waited to find something." ”
"Something. Beihe asked.
"A body of flesh. ”
"A physical body?" Bei He was extremely surprised.
He suddenly remembered the black bead on his neck, which seemed to be the soul of an alien monk, and these people were actually looking for a physical body, which couldn't help but make him think that what this group of ancient martial monks were looking for would be the body of the alien monk's divine soul around his neck. The more I think about Beihe, the more I feel that this is possible.
"Whose flesh is it?" asked Beihe again.
"The specific Ji is not very clear, and Ji just acted according to orders back then. Listen to Ji Wuya speak again.
"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. Beihe's eyes narrowed as he spoke.
"Little friend, slow down!" Ji Wuya saw Beihe's next move and hurriedly spoke up.
Beihe's voice fell, and I saw his palm slap out continuously, slamming into the water below.
Under the indiscriminate bombardment, the crows screamed again and again, and their voices were full of horror.
With this move of Beihe, more than a third of the pond water has dissipated. And his primordial spirit merged with this square pond water, which was equivalent to his primordial spirit also being blown away by one-third.
It wasn't until a long time later that Beihe stopped what he was doing.
And at this time, in the pool water, Ji Wuya's wail could still be heard.
I only heard Bei He speak: "If Senior Ji doesn't tell the truth, then the junior won't give you any chance." ”
"Ji really doesn't know, how can he tell Xiaoyou, even if Xiaoyou kills Ji, Ji can't give you any answer. ”
Hearing this person's words, Beihe fell into a deep groan for a while, he had searched for the soul of Xing Jun back then, so he knew that the ancient martial arts monks who had descended on this cultivation continent had a total of six leaders, among which in addition to Xing Jun, the other five leaders sealed themselves in the Wuwang Palace with their own flesh as formations. And among the six major leaders, there is indeed no end to this season.
Thinking about Ji Wuya, this person was just an ordinary member of the ancient martial arts monks who came to this cultivation continent back then, so it was reasonable not to know about these intimacy.
After thinking about it, Beihe thought of something, only to see him take off the black bead hanging around his neck, and in front of Ji Wuya, he took off the black cloth that wrapped this thing, took the black bead in his hand, looked at Ji Wuya and said, "Do you know what this thing is." ”
Almost as soon as Bei He's words fell, Ji Wuya's exclamation came from the pool, "Impossible, how can this thing be in your hands." ”
Beihe's pupils shrank, and he said coldly: "It seems that Senior Ji doesn't know anything." ”
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Chapter 328: Torture