Lingcuifeng, torture hall.

Waiting for Yan Renying to leave, not long after Han Cheng returned to his small bamboo house, a young and beautiful woman suddenly broke in, and before he could react, he was imprisoned by an inexplicable force, and then his eyes went dark, and then he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, he was already in the special torture hall of the Emei faction, and the torches in the torture hall were blazing, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day, and Han Cheng's hands and feet were tied, and it was difficult to break free.

After stabbing Qi Jincia with a sword, Han Cheng thought of many terrible consequences.

He is a mortal who has not yet entered the Tao, if Qi Shuming, the head of the Emei faction, wants to punish himself, he will definitely not be able to escape, and the worst result is to kill him and vent his hatred for his beloved son.

People can be arrogant, but they can't be arrogant, the dignity of a warrior cannot be humiliated, let him give up his temperance, and be willing to be played by Qi Jincicada and become a plaything under his sword, Han Cheng asked himself if he could do it.

If God gives him another chance, he will still do his best to fight with Qi Jin Cicada.

With the heart of death in his heart, the person was much more relaxed, with a trace of generosity and calmness on his face, and he was not like other Emei disciples or miscellaneous Taoist children who had made mistakes, panicked and cowered, and the disciples of the torture hall guarding looked sideways.

Time passed little by little, and after a few hours, suddenly two torture hall disciples came towards him, dragged him out of the cell and led him to the top of the hall.

After a middle-aged man in a brocade robe in the hall saw him, he said coldly with a dark face: "The head of the house has an order, draw fifty whips!"

"Yes!"

When a torture hall disciple next to him heard this, he immediately picked up the magic whip and slapped it Han Cheng's back.

The whips of the law enforcement in the Emei Torture Hall have been practiced by powerful monks with special forbidden law sacrifices, whether it is a mortal miscellaneous servant on the mountain, or an Emei disciple who has violated the canon, no matter how high the mana is, as long as he is whipped by the whip, there will be a feeling of pain in the heart, and the injury is not very serious, mainly for the purpose of punishment.

Bang! Bang............

Han Cheng shuddered for a while, every time the whip fell on his body, there would be a heart-piercing pain, and within a few whips, his body was already drenched in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

Every time the whip fell, the hatred for Qi Shuming in his heart increased.

His fists were clenched, and his finger bones turned white from the exertion.

He said silently in his heart: "If you can get out alive this time, today's humiliation will be repaid tenfold in the future!"

A seed of hatred was unconsciously planted in the heart.

Seeing the torture hall disciple whipping himself with a whip, but he couldn't resist, for a while, Han Cheng felt that he had never needed strength so urgently, the power that could control his own destiny, including everything!

Bang! Bang......

After dozens of whips were drawn, Han Cheng felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and when the execution was over, he was almost paralyzed on the ground, but he still held back and still didn't say a word.

Even the man in the brocade robe was surprised, and there was a hint of softness on his indifferent face: "Good boy, you are silent and have backbone! It's a pity that you offended someone who shouldn't be offended." ”

Seeing that Han Cheng still didn't say a word, he didn't care, and continued: "The head of the house has an order, after the execution, you are allowed to go down the mountain on a certain day, and you will never be allowed to step into Mount Emei for half a step!

By the way—"

The brocade-robed man suddenly patted his head and said, "I almost forgot an extremely important thing.

The real person in charge asked Deacon Ben to tell you that after you go down the mountain, the battle with the disciples of Emei on Lingwu Peak must not be leaked, otherwise, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, the real person in charge will personally capture you and execute you in Emei!

If you don't want to die, cover your mouth tightly, and forget about it completely, do you hear that?"

"Got it. Han Cheng responded indifferently.

Only then did the brocade-robed man nod with satisfaction, and instructed left and right: "Untie him and send him back." ”

After the disciples of the torture hall took Han Cheng down.

The disciple who had just been executed suddenly approached the brocade-robed man, frowned slightly and said: "The dog that bites people doesn't bark, that kid was brutally beaten with fifty whips and didn't say a word, the disciple has almost never encountered such a situation when he punished other miscellaneous servants and even fellow disciples and brothers before."

This son's tenacity is so strong, and his hard-willed will is simply incredible! If he has a grudge against my Emei or the real person in charge of the sect this time, wouldn't letting him go down the mountain is equivalent to returning to the mountain?"

The brocade-robed man laughed when he heard this, and said nonchalantly: "Resentful? My Emei is known as the number one Xuanmen in the world, and the real person in charge is also a dignified immortal, one of the top masters in the cultivation world, do you think you care about the hatred and revenge of an ant?"

If resentment can threaten us, I'm afraid that my Emei will be wiped out by those demons and demons, how can I still have the status of the leader of the group now?hahaha!" Between the words, there was boundless pride and confidence.

"The elder is wise, but the disciple is too worried. The execution disciple grinned, a little embarrassed.

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Emei Biyun courtyard.

After the incident, the drunken Taoist listened to Yan Renying's report, and soon knew what happened, and was deeply moved by Han Cheng's perseverance and bravery, and suddenly felt sorry for his talents, and hurriedly ordered Yan Renying to go to the Lingwu Peak Miscellaneous Office to take Han Cheng to Biyun Courtyard in case of accidents.

When Yan Renying arrived at the miscellaneous office, he learned from the steward Liu Chun that Han Cheng had been taken to the Lingcui Peak Taiyuan Immortal Mansion Torture Hall by Qi Lingyun, the beloved daughter of the head of the family.

Yan Renying didn't dare to be specialized, and immediately returned to Biyun Courtyard to inform the drunken Taoist Han Cheng that he had been taken away.

The drunken Daoist was worried about Han Cheng's safety, and just wanted to ask Yan Renying to go to Lingcui Peak to investigate the situation, and by the way, he received a flying sword transmission from Qi Shuming, a real person who was in charge of Qiankun Qiankun.

After the drunken Taoist finished reading the content of the message, Yan Renying, who was standing on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master, what does the message say?"

The drunken Taoist sighed and said: "The real person in charge knows that Han Cheng has a trace of the relationship with me, and he has not been severely punished by him, and he has also told me not to send someone to Lingcui Peak to plead, he has ordered the torture hall to whip that Han Cheng fifty magic whips, and then ordered him to go down the mountain tomorrow, and never enter Emei again." ”

"In the end, he still favors his own children. Yan Renying complained dissatisfiedly.

The drunken Taoist frowned, and said lightly: "Don't criticize the elders!"

"Yes, Master. ”

The drunken Taoist is not the oldest among the elders in Emei, and his cultivation is not the highest, but he is indeed the one that Yan Renying admires the most.

He respects his teachers, is loyal to his sect, is strict with his disciples, and has the style of an ancient monk in every word and deed.

Yan Renying has always respected and loved her master, and when she saw that her master was angry, she was so frightened that she bowed her head and admitted her mistake, and stopped talking.