When Cheng Ling walked out of the tent, Long Peng hurriedly came up to him and whispered in his ear: "Great Protector, three men in black broke into the valley before, two of them were killed on the spot, and one was knocked unconscious by Xiong Tianling. Outside the tent.”
Cheng Ling was startled and asked: "Men in black? Do you know their identities?"
"I can't tell. It doesn't seem like he's a member of the Zhui Feng Tribe."
"Are you sure there are only three people and no fish slipped through the net?"
"This..." Long Peng was stunned, cold sweat suddenly broke out, and said: "I can't confirm it. The first one I found was Xiong Tianling. After we rushed out of the valley, we only saw three people."
Cheng Ling frowned, this wave of men in black came unexpectedly. Another point is that during the two competitions, he had been paying attention to the eighth beauty Sang Mo mentioned, but he had no clue, as if there had never been such a person.
After pondering for a while, he said: "Keep him under guard first, and we will find a way to interrogate him later."
After saying that, he returned to the tent and said to Sang Tu: "Young patriarch, Cheng wants to know who the eighth beauty the patriarch mentioned is?"
Sang Tu was stunned, but he didn't expect Cheng Ling to be so anxious. This was the second time today that he asked about the beauty. He laughed and said: "Brother Cheng is young and romantic, and is really concerned about that beauty. I have only seen her once, but her appearance is covered by gauze, so I can't see clearly."
Cheng Ling was moved in her heart and asked, "But she is wearing a plain long skirt and a felt hat covered with gauze on her head?"
"Yes, that's exactly it. Has Brother Cheng seen it before?"
Cheng Ling did not answer and asked again: "Which tribe does she come from? Is there anyone else with her?"
Santu frowned and said: "There are five of them, four men and one woman. Their origins are very mysterious. I only heard my father talk about them. They seem to come from the mountains outside the Demon Spirit Plain!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ling was sure that the beauty was the woman in white she had seen before. I vaguely feel that the other person is familiar, but I just can't remember it.
Seeing that he was deep in thought, Sang Tu reminded him: "Brother Cheng, tomorrow is the third competition. As long as you can get the top three in the competition, you can naturally marry that beauty. There is no need to rush."
Cheng Ling knew that he had misunderstood, but he was too lazy to explain. He had an intuition that the men in black who broke into the valley were not just three people, but perhaps four people who were with the woman in white. He was eager to know the identity of that group of people, so he immediately said: "Cheng understands what the young patriarch is thinking. It's already late today. I have to go back to rest first. See you at the competition venue tomorrow."
Sang Tu was relieved. As long as Cheng Ling joined forces with him and found a way to kill Sang Mu, the rest would be simple. He had no intention of growing mushrooms here and had to contact many tribe leaders. He said a few words and left!
After he left, Cheng Ling ordered Long Peng to bring the people up, and then said: "You stay outside the door, no one is allowed to come near!"
Long Peng agreed and waited outside the tent with his guards.
Only Lan Feng and Cheng Ling were left in the tent, as well as the man in black who had fainted.
Lan Feng asked: "Cheng Ling, do you think Sang Tu is reliable?"
Cheng Ling sneered and said: "He has some ability and some scheming, but he is definitely not a good master. If we are needed at the moment, there will be no problem. Once he has the power, with his nature, he will be even more powerful than Sang Mo."
Lan Feng said: "In this case, we must have some reservations. We must first help him seize power, but we cannot use all our strength. At least we must let him and Sang Mo fight until both sides are harmed before stepping in to clean up the mess."
Cheng Ling stretched out his thumb and praised: "The old man is getting more and more cunning!"
"Get lost, you stinky boy, where did this man in black come from, and why did he bring him here?"
"I don't know either, it's purely an intuition!" After Cheng Ling said this, he came to the man in black and lifted up his black robe to reveal his upper body. With a glance, he saw a pattern on his arm, which was exactly the same as the killer of Songfengguan!
Cheng Ling's heart moved. This man was not simple and he must not be allowed to die. Immediately, he took off all his clothes and pants, only covering his lower body with a black cloth, and tied him to the corner of the table. He carefully checked whether there was any foreign matter in his mouth, then picked up a basin of cold water and put it in his face. The door poured over.
The man in black shuddered, opened his eyes, and immediately found that he was tied up, and even his mouth was gagged with a strip of cloth. Right in front, two people, an old man and a young man, stood in front of him, with unkind expressions on their faces.
With a "clang" sound, Cheng Linghan's lightsaber was unsheathed, and the sword was inserted three inches below the abdomen of the man in black. Leng Ran said: "Wake up! Tell me who you are? Where you come from, how many people are in your group, and what are you here for?"
"Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo", indicating that his mouth was blocked by a piece of cloth. How could he answer the question?
Cheng Ling said: "Don't play tricks. I know you are a monk from Songfeng Temple. You guys have seen a lot and your bones are very hard. You would rather kill yourself than be captured by others. You are more unlucky. Come on. After arriving in the Demon Spirit Continent, I have completely lost all my cultivation, and even if I want to cut off my veins, there is nothing I can do!"
"To prevent you from biting your tongue and killing yourself, I have to seal your mouth. If you are willing to answer my question, then nod, and I will naturally take the black cloth away from you."
The man in black twisted his neck and pretended not to notice.
Cheng Ling chuckled and said, "Then there's nothing I can do. I want you to talk, but I can't let you bite your tongue and commit suicide. I pity you for your good teeth. Let's get together with you for the last time!"
After saying that, he raised his long sword and stabbed out dozens of swords. The man in black let out a scream, and the black cloth stuffed in his mouth was suddenly dyed red. Cheng Ling pulled it out hard, and the black cloth fell to the ground with more than a dozen broken teeth.
"You...you are so cruel!"
"You can't even bite your tongue now! Answer my questions obediently, otherwise you will have a lot of good things to eat in the future."
"It's just a dream, don't even think about it."
"As expected, you are so tough. I really don't know who trained you. It's really admirable. But I have no choice. If I want to get the information, I can only start with you. Have you ever heard of Ling Chi's punishment? This is an extremely cruel punishment. First of all, Cut a piece of meat from your thigh muscle and throw it up to the sky. This is called "meat for sacrifice to heaven"; the second cut is called "eye mask". Cut the flesh on your head and pull it down to cover your eyes so that I can't see you."
"Next, continue cutting, cutting wherever it grows." After Cheng Ling finished speaking, he tapped his crotch twice with the sword and continued: "Looking at your size, it only takes ten swords to finish it. "
Lan Feng felt chilled for a while, and the man in black also trembled all over, shouting like crazy: "How dare you!"
"You will know if you dare to try it, the first sword!" As the Han Light Sword moved, the man in black let out a muffled grunt.
Cheng Ling picked up two pieces of bloody thigh meat with both hands, put them in front of his eyes and said, "What, do you still want to resist? In fact, I'm not afraid of looking into your eyes, so the second 'blindfold' blow can be postponed. I’d better cut off that thing below you first, I don’t know if it can withstand ten cuts!”
The man in black finally broke down and said, "Ah ah ah, no! What on earth do you want to know?"
Cheng Ling chuckled and said, "Tell me who you are?"
"I am the killer of Songfengguan!"
"Nonsense! Give me useful information. What is your name, where are you from, how many people are here in total, and what are your intentions here?"
The man in black said in a trembling voice: "My name is Liu Yang, from Wuying Tower. This trip is to escort the female cultivator with the leader to find the source of life."
"The origin of life? What is that?"
"I don't know either. Only the female cultivator can sense it."
Cheng Ling was keenly aware of the difference in his title and asked, "You call her a female cultivator. Could it be that she comes from the fairy world?"
"Yes, she does come from the fairy world. We just took her to find the origin of life according to the orders from above."
"what is her name?"
"have no idea."
"How many of you are here?"
"There are five people in total including her! The third and fourth children must have been killed. Only the leader took her to hide aside. Maybe you didn't notice them."
"Why did you come to the Demon Spirit Continent from the fairy world? How did you get here? Do you know how to leave?"
"I don't know the specific reason. It's just that the superiors require a group of immortal monks to be brought to the Demon Spirit Continent every few years. On the way here, we are all in the immortal boat. There is a ban on the outside, and the spiritual consciousness cannot be spread out. If we leave, The method is the same.”
"You said they are from Wuying Tower. Wuying Tower is the name of Songfeng Temple in Demon Spirit Continent? Where is it specifically?"
"I don't know the specific location. Every time I leave, I am blindfolded and escorted by a special person. The veil cannot be unveiled until three days later. The approximate location should be in a certain mountain range outside the Demon Spirit Plain."
Cheng Ling's heart moved. These people are really cautious. They are very hidden no matter how they come in or out. It is conceivable that only by catching high-level officials with a certain status can they get some clues.
He was silent for a while and asked again: "Now that your operation has failed, where will the leader and the nun you mentioned go?"
"They definitely don't dare to leave too far. The mission has not been completed. Even if they return to Wuying Tower, they will have to accept severe punishment. Therefore, I believe that the leader must still be hiding in the Wind Chaser Tribe."
"Oh? Are you familiar with Sang Mo?"
"No, it's just because the leader has met him several times, and the source of life that the female cultivator sensed happened to be on the edge of Zhuifeng tribe, so I borrowed the word here."
"I wanted to take advantage of the Damu Conference to find the origin of life. Who would have thought that there would be so many people practicing in the valley and a warning would be set up. In desperation, I could only choose to escape."
"Then you mean that he will still participate in the third match tomorrow?"
"I don't know. Maybe my attention will be attracted during the competition and I will take the opportunity to enter the valley again."
"What were your identities during the competition?"
"Our external name is the Shadowless Tribe. All four of us passed the first two competitions. It is justifiable to participate in the third competition."
Cheng Ling nodded slightly, glanced at him up and down, and asked doubtfully: "It is said that you are from the fairy world, and you should improve quickly in the realm of Demon Spirit Continent. Why were you killed by those people so easily?"
The man in black smiled bitterly and said: "The four of us are majoring in magic. There is no advantage in coming to the Demon Spirit Continent. Unless we can complete the task, we can return to the fairyland by then. To be honest, this place is really boring. I don’t want to stay any longer.”
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