The Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect Sect Contest is still in full swing, and this time it took a long time, and the scale is far greater than before, which can be described as unprecedented.

In a blink of an eye, it came to the second day of the big competition, and yesterday after a fierce competition, tens of thousands of people said goodbye to the ring and missed the finals.

There are indispensable scenes in the sect of dejection and wailing, but the skills are not as good as others, which has also burst out a new round of cultivation boom.

Qingfeng Valley stretches into a piece of disciple Taoist temples are magnificent, and at a glance, the Taoist temples are densely covered with forests, which is beautiful.

The blue bricks and white walls are dotted in the clouds and mist, like a landscape painting with wonderful brushstrokes. Being in it is like coming to the dojo of the Dao Ancestor, with a strong Taoist rhyme and wonderful words.

Although it was the second day of Dabi, the atmosphere was not weakened at all, and as soon as the sky was bright, some disciples met to go to the ring again to watch the battle, and the portal that had rested all night opened the day again.

And in the midst of this hustle and bustle, there was a female disciple at the door of a Taoist temple, lingering at the door of the Taoist temple.

Today was the day she was going to fight against someone, and she was hesitant to call that person to watch the battle.

While she hesitated, another good-looking girl took a portal from a thatched hut to Breeze Valley.

The girl's purpose is also very simple, she wants to call the person in her heart to take her to enjoy the scenery of the sect, and she hasn't had a good visit after joining the sect.

It's just that the girl, who should have been elated, looked distressed for some reason, because she always felt that she had forgotten something important, which made her sad and listless.

When the disciples hurried out of the Taoist temple, lest they miss the wonderful event. At a hut on the top of Hufeng Mountain, an old woman in her last years pulled a young man unbelievably: "Strange, why do you have a trace of reversing the smell of time?"

Pang Long has been ruthless to the end as always, and the whole person is not smiling, with a face that no one can approach.

He has had nothing to do since yesterday's victory, and the final is still a few days away, and he doesn't like to watch it. So today he was wandering around the sect alone, aimlessly, and casually walking around.

As for Han Qing's disappearance, it did not cause the slightest stir in the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Gate.

The entire upper echelons of the sect were waiting for the results of the investigation of the Discipline Hall, after all, the death of a disciple was not a trivial matter.

After a night of calm, Zongmen Dabi kicked off again.

The Jade Void Daoist continued to accompany the various factions to watch the great competition of the sects, and the fierce competition was transmitted to the mirror through special means from time to time.

When the entire sect was immersed in the big competition, in a valley near the back mountain of Longhu Mountain, in a dark cave, it suddenly became generous and bright.

Immediately afterwards, a withered man walked into the cave under the guidance of two disciples and men.

"Feed the pill, Wang Zhen, don't die?" The withered man turned around as he walked, exchanging something with the young man named Wang Zhen beside him.

"No, hall master, your subordinates are measured, and they will definitely not miss your big things. The young man named Wang Zhen replied flatteringly, with a smile on his face.

"That's good. ”

Then, with a sound of empty tapping, the three of them stopped at the iron gates of a heavily guarded prison.

The two disciples guarding hurriedly bowed respectfully, and said with a smile: "I've seen the Qiu Hall Master." ”

"Hmm. ”

The person who came was none other than Qiu Yunfeng, the deputy hall master of the Discipline Hall who led two disciples of the Discipline Hall to visit the cave where the disciples were imprisoned.

The prison house here is built according to the mountain, chiseled through the belly of the mountain and inaccessible, adjacent to the forbidden area of the sect, no one comes, and it is extremely secret.

Qiu Yunfeng hummed in reply, and then took the lead in walking forward.

There is a dark section of the cave in the prison house, but that is only the entrance, so as not to be exposed.

Walking into the real prison hall now, the passages on both sides are brightly lit, and you can clearly see the traces of knives and axes, and a raised stone mark is covered with moss, indicating that the place is extremely wet and damp.

Along the way, Qiu Yunfeng walked silently in front without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking, following his disciples step by step, and he didn't dare to make a move, so as not to annoy the moody hall master.

Soon Qiu Yunfeng stopped in a prison cell on the right side of the passage, the iron door was locked, the lights in the prison were brilliant, and the sound of whipping came from this prison in an endless stream.

There is a lot of space to walk into the cell, and it can accommodate dozens of people. Qiu Yunfeng and a man and a woman who followed him walked in, and there was still a lot of space, and the empty could send out an echo.

As soon as Qiu Yunfeng entered, a disciple who was holding a long whip with barbs quickly stopped, bowed respectfully, and stepped aside.

The flesh and blood of the man on the wooden frame were blurred, and he could not distinguish his gender, and he could only vaguely see that his left arm was empty.

The smell of blood came to my face, and the ground was covered with blood and minced meat.

This whip-wielding disciple was ruthless enough to use this whip to bring out a piece of minced flesh with a single whip, and the flesh and blood were blurred all thanks to him.

The man's head hung down, his long hair was scattered and the blood was tightly attached to his face, and there was no good one on his body, which could not be described as miserable.

I don't know what mistake this person has made, but the deputy hall master of the Labor Discipline Hall came in person.

Qiu Yunfeng circled around this figure, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect it to be a hard bone, this kind of punishment can be endured, it's not simple." If I wasn't entrusted, I would have liked to take this person under my door. It's a pity!"

"The hall master actually values this person, did I hear it right?" asked the female disciple who followed Qiu Yunfeng with a reserved expression, looking at her clenched mouth and nose with a look of disgust, obviously extremely uncomfortable with this place.

"You know what, go get a basin of water and splash this man awake, I have something to ask him. By the way, feed another pill and don't die. ”

Another disciple who had been in charge of greeting this person hurriedly stepped forward and fed this person a pill.

Although the woman couldn't figure out why the hall master was willing to waste the pill to protect this person, she still obediently shook her waist and went to find water.

Although she couldn't straighten up the old waist of the hall master in bed at night, she didn't dare to disobey him in front of outsiders.

Only she knew that this middle-aged Taoist priest with a withered face secretly didn't know how many fellow disciples he had killed and how many benefits he had received.

"Wow"

A basin of cold well water poured down the head of the figure on the wooden frame, and I don't know where this female disciple with a spring in her eyes at the moment found it.

"Hmmm......"

A long series of muffled snorts came from the mouth of the wooden frame, and listening to his weak appearance, it showed that the effect of the pill had not yet been fully exerted.

After he woke up, he first raised his head with difficulty, and his long loose hair covered half of his face, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. Then he looked around blankly, probably because he had just woken up, and his eyes narrowed.

The face of the person who suddenly looked around in a daze became hideous, and the female disciple named Zhang Min could clearly see his hideous face. She was suddenly frightened, it turned out that this miserable-looking person had just raised his head and caused the dense wounds all over his body, and he suddenly grinned in pain, and even his face was hideous and terrifying.

"Awake?"

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