In the firewood room of the Yunhai Sect, blood was splashed everywhere, feces and urine were everywhere, and the disciples of the sect who were imprisoned were not human. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who's going to tell me, what's going on?" Han Sheng paused, and words burst out from between his teeth.

Outside the door, no one dared to move, and the dozen or so scattered cultivators who were blocked in the firewood room were trembling and sweating, and suddenly a long-faced and big-nosed casual cultivator threw away the broken wood in his hand, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately: "The alliance leader spares my life! I have been oppressed and scolded by those sect disciples since I was a child, and just now they were still shouting and insulting inside, and I couldn't get angry for a while, so I came in and beat them......"

"Oh," Han Sheng said lightly, "I see." ”

Before the loose cultivator's heart fell to the ground, his clothes tightened, and his body suddenly left the ground, he raised his head in panic, and saw Han Sheng's angry and distorted face at a glance: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Han Sheng grabbed the clothes in front of the man and pressed them hard against the wall of the firewood room, the lime fell in a torrent, and he shouted angrily: "Open your eyes wide! Look at those who only have one breath left! They are people!"

Every time he said a word, Han Sheng's hand would add a little strength, and when he said the last "person", the stone wall of the firewood room collapsed, and the scattered cultivator flew out, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell heavily to the ground.

The red sun was rising, and the light shone through the clouds and mist to the earth, and the cultivators did not dare to look up, the sound alone made them sweat.

Han Sheng said softly, "Come over to me." ”

The words were very soft, but they exploded like thunder in the ears of the cultivators, and some even cried.

Han Sheng laughed, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "What are you crying for?

Plopping down, several fragile cultivators knelt on the ground and cried: "We know that we are wrong, we don't dare anymore! I ask the alliance leader to be merciful! I ask the alliance leader to be merciful!"

"Hahahaha!" Han Sheng laughed breathlessly, and tears flowed out: "You are really good boys, what I said is a fart in your eyes! I asked you to take good care of these sect disciples, and you almost beat them to death; I told you not to kneel again after taking the exercises, you are more and more clever than the other!"

Those who were on their knees wept bitterly, unable to speak.

The large array token in his arms glowed again, and Han Sheng snorted coldly: "Come over to me if you don't want to die!"

The scattered cultivators walked over with difficulty, and Han Sheng said lightly: "From now on, you will show me, look at these things you have done, and think about these things you have done!"

The scattered cultivators present looked at the firewood room, and the scenes of the disciples' swollen and deformed bodies and feces, urine and vomit all over the ground were deeply engraved in their minds and turned into a nightmare for a lifetime.

Han Sheng walked towards the big array, and there were visitors coming down from the mountain, and he needed to investigate the truth and reality.

As he walked, the flames of his anger had not stopped, and he had never imagined that the hatred of the cultivators towards the disciples of the sect was so deep. In the past, he had seen a lot of arrogance and contempt for the monks of the sect towards the monks, but when the status of the two sides was reversed, the evil that broke out from the monks was even more terrible than that of the monks.

We must not go on like this, because unlimited loose practice will become the most terrible thing in the world.

Once hated by the monks of the world, the Scattered Cultivation Alliance will be finished, and the Scattered Cultivators will also be finished.

Before he knew it, he had come to the edge of the formation.

"Brother Han, open the door. Jiang Lin's crisp voice came from the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing Jiang Lin and Lao Li waiting at the foot of the mountain, Han Sheng's mood improved slightly, and now that the days are precarious, let these headaches go in advance. When Jiang Lin's kid also came to cultivate, he selected a few excellent foundation building exercises for him, just urging him to cultivate.

The big array opened, and Jiang Lin, with the support of Lao Li and the loose cultivator, limped up to the mountain gate.

When the three of them approached, Han Sheng asked strangely, "Why don't you use a flying sword?"

The scattered cultivator said embarrassedly: "Alliance leader, I just built the foundation, and I am not very familiar with the flying sword, so I dare not bring it." ”

Han Sheng said with a smile: "Go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to choose a few secret books of flying swordsmanship, remember to bring paper and pencils, and practice hard." ”

"Yes!" the Sanxiu was overjoyed and ran quickly towards the mountain gate.

Han Sheng looked at Jiang Lin looking around with a smile, reached out and pinched his arm: "How is the injury? ”

"Oops," Jiang Lin screamed, "Brother Han, don't work so hard, I'm going to break a bone!"

Han Sheng retracted his arm stupidly and muttered, "How can I use force, just a little bit." ”

Lao Li looked at Han Sheng in awe from the side, unlike Jiang Lin's oversized nerves, Lao Li already knew what had happened during this time, and how much shock it would bring to the Immortal Cultivation Realm if it was passed out. Han Sheng felt very uncomfortable, he patted Lao Li's shoulder: "Relax, they have slept in the same room for four years, and they don't see anyone who looks up, what's so strange." ”

Lao Li smiled dryly: "I didn't think about attacking Yunhai Sect, I really fought it." ”

Han Sheng laughed.

On the way to the main peak, Han Sheng asked them in detail about what happened after they went down the mountain. Lao Li said that after he listened to Han Sheng's words and went down the mountain, because the town could not find a doctor, in a hurry, Lao Li rented a carriage from someone else and rushed to the town overnight. After finally finding the doctor, Lao Li fell asleep in the carriage and fell asleep happily, until Sanxiu came to the door, and he stayed with him in the hospital.

Han Sheng originally wanted to ask a few more things, but Jiang Lin kept asking questions, from asking him how he defeated Yun Si to what he had eaten in the past few days, the jump was so large that Han Sheng was stunned after a hundred battles.

When passing by the firewood room, Jiang Lin looked at it curiously: "What are those people doing there?"

Han Sheng sneered: "Look at the scenery!"

Finally sent Jiang Lin into the palace next to the main peak, Han Sheng went to get some high-grade elixirs that replenished qi and nourished the spirits, and asked Lao Li to take good care of him, so Han Sheng left the main peak and rushed to the firewood room. There are some things that must be solved as soon as possible, and we can't be indifferent to the present, and it will be too late when we are terminally ill.

It's just that some things often don't go our way.

As soon as he arrived at the firewood room, Han Sheng found that the number of casual cultivators had decreased by half, but there were figures shaking in the firewood room.

"See Alliance Leader. The scattered cultivators present gave salutes one after another.

When Han Sheng saw their eyes, he didn't have the panic and fear before, but a little more angry. He frowned, and said slowly, "Who let them into the firewood room?"

"It's me," An Zhiming walked out of the firewood room, dressed in white like snow, and he bowed down to salute: "Subordinate An Zhiming to meet the alliance leader." ”

"Oh," Han Sheng stared coldly at An Zhiming, "Why don't you go looking for the distribution weapon, what are you doing here?"

An Zhiming replied: "The subordinates are not doing well, the door of the Treasure Pavilion can only go to the third way, and all the treasures collected are some magic weapons and treasures below the golden pill, I hope the alliance master will forgive his sins." ”

Han Sheng said lightly: "This is already very good, what I wonder is why you want to come here in the firewood room." ”

An Zhiming sighed, suddenly took a step forward and bowed again: "The subordinates dare to ask the alliance leader to forgive these brothers, they are confused for a while, and Nian Zai is also the hero who followed us from birth to death to defeat the Yunhai Sect, please spare them this time." ”

Han Sheng's face was cold: "You have also seen the scene in the firewood room, with Xiao An's cleverness, it should not be difficult to understand how bad the impact this will have on our Scattered Cultivation Alliance." ”

An Zhiming lowered his eyes: "My subordinates understand." ”

"Then you still have to intercede for them!" Han Sheng was furious.

An Zhiming insisted: "Alliance leader, just after the Yunhai Sect was defeated, the brothers were a little out of place under their excitement, but at this time, punishing their own brothers for these sect monks will chill people's hearts." ”

"If you don't punish it, don't say it's a sect monk in the future, even if it's the life of a mortal, they won't take it seriously!"

An Zhiming hurriedly replied: "The subordinates also think that the punishment must be punished, but it can't be punished for such a reason. ”

Han Sheng stared at An Zhiming's calm face, wanting to see something on it, he said softly, "Then with your opinion, what reason should be used?"

An Zhiming said quietly: "The guards are unfavorable, causing all the disciples of the sect to commit suicide successfully, and they should be severely punished." ”

The biting cold wind whistled by, and Han Sheng chuckled: "What a good reason, Xiao An, when you came out of the firewood room, how many people were left?"

His voice trembled slightly in the wind.

An Zhiming did not answer.

Han Sheng grabbed An Zhiming's neck, came to the firewood room like the wind, and nailed it heavily to the wall, with a loud "boom", the south wall of the firewood room was crumbling.

The scattered cultivators exclaimed in unison, and a few clever people ran to the main peak of the sea of clouds to find Yun Si to persuade them.

"Answer me," bloodshot lines appeared in Han Sheng's eyes, and his expression gradually went crazy: "How many people have you killed!"

"Ahem," An Zhiming's face turned red, and he said intermittently, "I...... Conscience...... Worthy of. ”

An exclamation suddenly came from behind Han Sheng: "Brother Han, what are you doing!"

Jiang Lin hurriedly ran over and forcefully broke Han Sheng's left hand so that An Zhiming could breathe smoothly.

He was resting in the palace before, and when he found that Lao Li was carefully studying the vast magic recipe that he had copied by hand, he sneaked out. I wanted to find Han Sheng and deliberately scare him, but I saw him trying to strangle a young man in white!

Han Sheng let go angrily, and An Zhiming slipped to the ground, coughing violently against the stone wall, almost coughing up blood.

Jiang Lin looked at the angry Han Sheng, and then looked at An Zhiming, who was coughing, and couldn't figure it out, he stomped his foot: "Aren't you all loose cultivators, what are you fighting?"

Han Sheng sneered: "He should change his name to 'Demon Cultivator'." ”

An Zhiming gasped: "The mistake has happened, this is the best way to solve the matter." ”

Han Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't treat them as human beings at all!"

An Zhiming was-for-tat: "Whether it is daily or on the battlefield, they have never treated Sanxiu as a person!"

Han Sheng roared: "Then what is the difference between us and those sect disciples, are we more shameless, more despicable, and more bottomless?"

An Zhiming was silent, and he muttered for a long time: "The pioneers are always difficult, our generation bears great sins, as long as the descendants live better, it doesn't matter what the evaluation is." ”

"What the hell are you talking about," Jiang Lin was dumbfounded, he looked around, and suddenly exclaimed, "How can there be so many injured people here?"

Jiang Lin ran into the firewood room, the tragic situation inside made him shed tears, and he shouted with a crying voice: "Come and save people! Many people here are seriously injured, everyone come in and save people!"

The scattered cultivators looked at Jiang Lin who was not afraid of dirty smell and desperately pulled those disciples out of the firewood room, his body was still wrapped in bandages, and his cheeks were bruised everywhere, but under the sunlight, people couldn't look at him directly.

"Hurry!" Jiang Lin tripped and fell to the ground when he pulled a disciple out, he sat on the ground and cried: "The house is about to collapse! What are you still arguing about! Come and save people!"

A loose cultivator walked stiffly to the firewood room, stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Lin up, and carried the disciple into the distance.

One after another, the scattered cultivators walked towards the firewood room, their movements were stiff and their expressions were tangled, but they did not stop for a moment, walked into the firewood room, and took out those disciples.

......

Han Sheng looked at Jiang Lin stupidly, he found for the first time that Jiang Lin had light on his body, which was enough to shock people's hearts.