Providence is like a knife!

The Huanghuang Heavenly Sword is like the skyline between heaven and earth, and when it falls down, it occupies one of the vertical and horizontal, traversing infinity.

In all the perceptions of agarwood, it is impossible to detect where the end of the heavenly knife is.

"Not human!"

Agarwood's heart was shocked, and he could feel the brilliant heavenly power contained in the heavenly sword, which was the power of heaven and earth.

The emperor controls the authority of a realm, and can mobilize the power of the realm, and incarnate the sword of heaven's will to cut off all things that are in vientiality.

This is not the power of living beings, this is the power of the underworld!

The heavenly knife fell, and finally stopped in front of the agarwood's forehead, and the blade did not cut the opponent, but twisted slightly, turning into a shackle to lock the agarwood.

Wearing shackles, Agarwood felt that the mana in her body was completely sealed.

Even, even the divine power of his physical body and the telekinesis of the primordial god lost their supernatural powers and were sealed in his body.

Agarwood looked up suspiciously, looking at the chaotic qi that filled his body, he couldn't see his hazy face clearly, and his body was like a huge emperor shadow like a mountain.

This is not a real body, just a holy shadow, condensed by mana.

"Thank you for the grace of the Emperor of the Underworld not to kill, it is really important for Agarwood to trespass into the underworld, and I ask the Emperor of the Underworld to forgive me. "Agarwood doesn't know why the Emperor didn't kill him, but it's a good thing to be alive after all.

After he thanked him, the Emperor Shadow threw it out.

The shackles that had been transformed from the Providence Knife tightly wrapped around his body, trapping the range of motion of his limbs, making him unable to exert force or cast spells.

The body fell straight from the sky, and the agarwood disappeared directly in a burst of black ghostly light distorted.

When the ghostly light in front of him flashed, Agarwood found himself falling into a miserable world.

Countless hideous-looking ghosts and yin soldiers tortured one yin spirit after another in this heaven and earth.

"Could it be that this is the tongue-pulling hell of the eighteen layers of hell?!"

Agarwood was startled, and then suddenly felt two big hands pressing her shoulders and forcibly pressing her to the ground.

Big hands are as heavy as Mount Tai, and there is endless pressure coming.

With such power, if the divine power of agarwood is not sealed, with just a slight shock, it can make the two Yin soldiers who hold him crush to pieces.

But now, like a powerless mortal, he was easily suppressed.

"What are you doing?!"

Agarwood exclaimed, and then the next second was grabbed by the Yin soldiers who suppressed him.

Suddenly, the cold sweat of the agarwood came down, and I only felt a chill on my back, a numbness on my scalp, and infinite horror surged in my heart.

Burst!

In Agarwood's frightened eyes, the hand that held his tongue suddenly tugged, and suddenly let out a piercing sound of flesh tearing.

Pain!

Heart-rending pain!

The tongue was pulled out whole, and blood gushed out, with the sharp pain that pierced the soul with the scorching heat.

In an instant, Agarwood's legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, convulsing constantly.

He retched and gasped, and the flesh and blood in his cavity twitched, accompanied by the spillage of blood and brought Agarwood continuous pain.

After a while, he couldn't bear the pain anymore and fainted.

And when Agarwood woke up, he was horrified to find that he was actually being held by the Yin soldier intact, and his tongue was being held by a Yin soldier.

"Wait, wait......"

Burst!

The familiar voice sounded again, accompanied by a painful outburst that pierced the soul, and once again descended on the agarwood.

His soul was twitching, and he was hit by an extreme pain, and his whole body was about to pass out again.

'No, I can't be unconscious, I want to see what the hell is going on?'

Agarwood's heart suddenly perked up, and forcibly allowed herself to survive the pain of pulling out her tongue.

Soon, Agarwood was shocked to find that her body was reorganizing, and the plucked tongue was actinized and returned to her body.

After a while, he was intact again.

At the same time, the Yin soldier's big hand continued to reach out!

Agarwood: "......"

He gritted his teeth to keep his tongue from being exposed.

Agarwood is very confident in his own **, he has a vajra incorruptible body, although his divine power is suppressed, but his body is still there.

Especially the teeth, which are connected to the bones, are like divine iron casting, and how can they be broken by a mere Yin soldier.

Click!

In the next second, with a crisp sound, the Yin Soldier shattered Agarwood's teeth and held the dexterous tongue again......

Agarwood: "Mnima..."

Burst!

Before the vague words could be spoken, the tongue was pulled out again, and the painful agarwood twitched all over, and tears and snot couldn't help but flow out, mixed with blood.

In this way, Agarwood began an extremely tragic punishment.

There is no year in the hell of tongue pulling, and a year has passed, and Agarwood has experienced the pain of tongue pulling out I don't know how many times.

And just after experiencing that extreme pain millions of times, Agarwood's willpower has long reached an inhuman level, and it can easily withstand the pain of pulling out the tongue.

I saw that at this time, Agarwood was leaning against a stone, with Erlang's legs crossed and his mouth open.

On both sides, there were Yin soldiers standing there, holding him down and constantly pulling out their tongues.

The tongue was pulled out with a poof, and after recovery, Agarwood took the initiative to stick out his tongue.

Burst!

The sound of flesh tearing sounded, the tongue was pulled out again, and blood gushed out, the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

But Agarwood lay there very calmly, and the next second his body recovered, and he took the initiative to stick out his tongue again.

However, this time, the two Yin soldiers stood up and did not pull out the tongue of the agarwood again.

Agarwood was stunned for a moment, her tongue trembling in her mouth, as if to say, 'Come and pull me!'

In the next second, Agarwood suddenly shut up and retracted her tongue.

"Why are you still used to being pulled, no, no, this habit is not ......"

Agarwood was secretly ashamed, more than a year of tongue pulling out had made him accustomed to it, and that action just now was his subconscious.

This makes Agarwood very uncomfortable, and I always feel as if I am perverted......

"Here's what you want, take it. ”

Suddenly, the Yin soldier handed a scroll of scriptures to Agarwood.

Agarwood was stunned for a moment, and then took the scriptures, opened them and looked at them.

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Agarwood's face.

The content of the book is a supreme method for cultivating the Yuan Shen, and it is the supreme method called the Nine Turns Yuan Gong.

In an instant, Agarwood thought a lot.

This scripture must have been left by Li Chunyang to himself, and that kind of supernatural person must have already spied on his intentions.

At the same time, Agarwood's heart was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't help but ask the Yin Soldier, "The scripture was given to me by His Majesty the Emperor of the Underworld?"

The Yin Soldier nodded.

Rumble!

In an instant, the thought of agarwood exploded, and there was a roar in his mind.

He understood, everything understood.

The Emperor of the Underworld is Li Chunyang, and Li Chunyang is the Emperor of the Underworld!

No wonder when he told the Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva that he was going down to the underworld to worship Li Chunyang as his teacher, the face of the Pure Altar Messenger was so weird.

Obviously, he knew, but he didn't say anything, and let himself break into the confusion.

"The Emperor of the Underworld has a decree that you will be subjected to the suffering of eighteen layers of hell, and for each layer of hell, you can get a scroll of heavenly scriptures. ”

"When you pass through the eighteen layers of hell, you can get the eighteen scrolls, and the eighteen scrolls put together are what you want. ”

The two Yin soldiers said that, they reached out and grabbed the shackles of the agarwood, and took the agarwood to the next layer of hell, where was the second layer of the eighteen-layer hell, the scissors hell.

Feeling the mana in his body loosening, Agarwood hurriedly put the heavenly scripture in his hand into his body, and then felt that his mana was sealed again.

Before he reached the Scissors Hell, Agarwood asked the two Yin soldiers, "Is the Emperor of the Underworld willing to take me as an apprentice?"

"Why do you want me to go through the eighteen layers of hell before I can grant the scriptures?"

The Yin soldiers shook their heads and said nothing, they were just executors, where could they understand the will of the Immortal Emperor.

After walking into the second hell with agarwood, the two brought red scissors.

The scissors were made of black iron, and they had turned scarlet from countless bloodstains, with a pungent fishy smell.

"A pair of scissors for all souls, cut people, ghosts, fairies and demons, boy, ten fingers to the heart, enjoy it, quack!"

The Yin soldier smiled coldly, and then directly cut off the ten fingers of the agarwood.

Click! click! click......

The crisp sound of bones shattering kept ringing, it was the sound of bones and flesh and skin being cut, and it was terrifying, and the people who listened to it felt numb in their scalps and cold in their backs.

Agarwood endured sweating profusely, staring wide-eyed as her hands were tortured, but she didn't make a sound.

His will had long been as solid as a rock and as steady as Mount Tai, and although cutting his fingers was more painful than pulling out his tongue, it had not hurt enough to break him.

"My body is not bad, it is like a divine iron cast, even a divine weapon can hardly hurt me in the slightest, why would I be defeated under a mere iron scissors?!"

When the Yin soldier who was being executed heard this, he sneered and said, "The body is not bad, what does it matter to the soul?"

Agarwood was stunned for a moment, and then the perception opened, and she was suddenly shocked.

He hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, only to see that his physical body was standing there with his eyes blank, and his soul was separated from his body and spirit at some point.

That's right, not only out of the physical body, but also the primordial spirit.

The soul body composed of three souls and seven spirits is separated from the body and the primordial spirit, and is independently suffering the pain of severed fingers.

Click! click! click......

The crisp voice sounded again, endlessly, and the painful agarwood heart twitched.

The beginning of a new round of suffering is like a reincarnation, and it takes a full year to stay in the hell of pulling out the tongue.

In this way, Agarwood endured the pain, and it took a full year to get used to it, and at the same time, his soul will became more tenacious, like a rock.

The pain continued, and even more painfully, and Agarwood entered the third hell with the second volume of the Heavenly Sutra.

......

Eighteen years later

A long time has passed for mortals, and Agarwood has endured eighteen years of suffering in hell, and has tasted eighteen kinds of torture that are extreme for living beings.

At the same time, he also obtained the eighteen volumes of the Heavenly Scripture and obtained the complete method of the Supreme Yuan Divine Mystic Method.