Xu Zhong's heart was ready to move.
Fengdu agents walk around the world and harvest the souls of the dead.
In the phantom of Fengdu behind Old Li Tou, there is a long bridge spanning the sky and the earth. I don't know how long it is.
It was full of seducers.
Like a rolled-up picture album, it was slowly unfolded at this moment, and there were more and more seducers.
They sat there cross-legged, constantly throwing the soul-binding chains in their hands from the illusory Fengdu, wrapping around the souls wandering in the world, and then pulling them in.
In an instant, these dead souls were dragged into Fengdu.
As for some more powerful beings, their souls are captured by the wandering gods of day and night.
"I clearly saw many day and night wandering gods walking in the city before?" Xu Zhong asked suspiciously in a low voice: "But why do those seducers still need to use the hands of agents to imprison the souls?"
Xu Zhong was full of curiosity.
He looked out into the distance, but it was a pity that Fengdu gradually became illusory along with the figure of Old Li Tou, and the sound of the gong also gradually became distant.
He could only suppress the curiosity in his heart and replace one curiosity with another.
"I wonder how Su Jie is doing?"
Su Jie was sent to the end of the cell and forced to lie on the execution bed. The execution bed could move up and down or tilt left and right. His limbs were tightly tied by chains manifested by various formations, forming a "big" character.
Those chains penetrated into his body along his limbs, sealing his body and locking his Dantian and Niwan.
At this moment, Su Jie was just an ordinary person.
But his soul was strong and he looked around curiously.
"Does the production of "passage verification" require severe punishment now? "He looked at the jailer who was busy beside him with a sad face.
The jailer turned the execution bed upside down, so Su Jie's head was on the ground and his feet were in the sky. The blood in his body was flowing rapidly.
This is because the Qi Master's own metabolism has surpassed that of ordinary people, and his blood flow rate is also faster.
The blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and he could tolerate it at first.
But as time went on, his head became congested with blood. With his ordinary body, it was very painful for him at this time.
After the jailer finished doing this, he went to invite a man named "Lao Xing" to come.
Su Jie, who was standing upside down on the execution bed, looked at the exit where the dim light could not reach, feeling uneasy in his heart.
"When did this become so serious?" he muttered in his mind.
The process of waiting is very painful. It is a silent oppression and an invisible fear.
Finally, Mr. Xing came,
He was as thin as a monkey, with a pair of eyes that were sharper and slender than an eagle. He was dressed in black linen clothes, with traces of the small wooden box under the cover of the sleeves showing.
The jailer standing next to him was of medium height, thin body, cross-eyed, aquiline nose, and extremely ugly.
"You feel uncomfortable, right?" Mr. Xing glanced at Su Jie, his sharp eyes flashed coldly, and then he said calmly: "This is just the simplest method of interrogation."
The method he was referring to might be to be tied to the execution bed and placed upside down.
Su Jie felt dizzy.
The eyes were warm and bloodshot, as if they had been soaked in warm water.
Swelling, the eyes kept colliding in the eye sockets, as if they would explode in the next moment.
"You are still young and you still have a chance. If you tell me everything you know, you don't need to suffer the consequences."
"Otherwise, seeing as you are young, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand my torture tools!"
His voice was very sharp, like a harsh sound caused by metal friction, with a little hoarseness.
"What did you say?" Su Jie blurted out, confused.
These jailers have never asked him a word since they locked him in.
Mr. Xing said nothing for no reason, leaving him confused about the situation.
"It seems like you're not going to eat the toast, but you'll have to drink the wine as a penalty." Mr. Xing laughed sadly: "Looking at your thin skin and tender flesh, I don't know how long you can resist."
He walked over to Su Jie and sat down. He put down the small wooden box on his waist. When he opened it, he could see that there were many instruments of torture for monsters of the opposite sex inside.
"You are lucky." The jailer came over, turned Su Jie over from a handstand, patted his shoulder, pointed at Mr. There are too many to mention, no matter how tough a man is under him, he will not last three days."
Mr. Xing took out a few silver needles with a cold light on them, and then took out a few small porcelain vases.
"This is called the Soul-Ecstasy Needle." The jailer introduced it to Su Jie. He was very familiar with Mr. Can't die..."
The ecstasy needle shone coldly under the light, and Su Jie felt an extremely cold feeling in his soul, which was very strange.
"Now, you still have a chance, just tell me everything you know."
"What did you say?" Su Jie swallowed, "I don't know what I should say?"
"Tell me, who is your accomplice?"
"I have no accomplices!"
"You can commit such a big case without accomplices? Do you think such a clumsy lie can fool me." Mr. Xing looked ferocious as if he was being teased.
"Since you don't eat and drink as a penalty, then don't worry about my ruthlessness."
He was holding the ecstasy needle, and the sharp edge on it was even sharper, piercing into the bone marrow. A cold feeling surged from his tailbone to his head, shaking his body.
Mr. Xing held the needle, patted Su Jie's face, opened his bow left and right, and inserted the silver needles into his temples on both sides.
For a moment, pain filled his entire brain, and he screamed silently in pain, with veins bursting all over his body.
That kind of pain, not only in the body, but also in the soul.
The yin and yang of the body and soul simultaneously convey this pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.
Su Jie opened his eyes wide, and the bloodshot eyes burst out and bleeded, dyeing the faces of Mr. Xing and the jailer in red.
"I really don't have any friends. Making the "Examination" relies on craftsmanship, not friends. "Su Jie gritted his teeth and held back a breath.
Then, he got a shot in the side.
In an instant, his whole body felt as if it had been torn into thousands of pieces of flesh and blood. The tearing and severe pain made him lifeless.
"You don't have any friends. How can you make and sell "Inspection" without any friends? " Mr. Xing looked calm as he inserted all the ecstasy needles into Su Jie's flesh and blood.
"Without any accomplices, how can you organize the murder of the king?"
He picked up a silver needle again.
Then, enter from his Tanzhong point.
In an instant, the hundreds of pieces of his torn flesh and blood were picked up again at this moment, and they were densely sewn together with very poor stitches...
Su Jie couldn't bear it and fainted in an instant.
Looking at the unconscious Su Jie, he packed up the torture tools and said with interest: "What a good man, your bones are really hard. But the most interesting part of the execution is meeting tough bones like you."
Su Jie was eventually thrown into the cell where he was held.
The cage built through the underground passage had no sunlight, moonlight or starlight, but only the faint yellow light of burning torches.
The flow of spiritual energy was cut off here, preventing him from absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world.
Su Jie's cell was a single room, and he lay on the mattress covered with weeds. Under him was accumulated excrement, which was discharged through a hole, but the stench was still unpleasant.
In the darker corners of the cell, rats were running rampant and cockroaches were writhing up and down...
Su Jie woke up from the pain, breathing heavily. The pain did not stop when the torture stopped. Instead, it stung his nerves faintly, making him miserable.
He held the weed in his hands and moaned softly.
At this time, a vast voice suddenly came from the cell next to it.
"Yin and yang have different names and the same kind. They meet up and down, and the meridians connect like rings without any reason..."
"The meeting of all yang is in the face, among which yin is always from the arms... The head, face and body shape are connected with the bones and tendons, and the same blood is combined with the Qi and ears... Twelve meridians, three hundred and six, all the blood and Qi It goes up to the face and goes to the empty orifice. Its essence and yang energy goes up to the eyes and becomes the eyes. Its other energy goes to the ears and becomes listening..."
This is the formula for moving Qi.
But it's different from the Qi Refiner's training formula.
What a Qi practitioner practices is one breath.
But this Qi Movement Art is about cultivating Qi and blood.
He said that qi and blood are the creation of the yin and yang of the human body, and they travel among the twelve meridians and three hundred and six collaterals. The qi movement map tells Su Jie how to control the yin and yang in the qi and blood. The second energy is completely liberated.
The power of qi and blood is the same as the "qi" of the qi master. They have the same origin and origin, but one seeks from the outside and the other realizes the truth from within.
Su Jie looked inside his body, deduced the location of the twelve meridians and three hundred and six collaterals, and then combined it with the qi movement formula.
"Qi refers to the spirit and emptiness. The lower ones keep the form, the upper ones keep the spirit. The spirit is like gods, and the signs are like movements. The movements of the movements are inseparable from its emptiness. This emptiness is very empty, but it is not empty..."
Xu was really talented, and he had an epiphany at this moment.
A force of mixed yin and yang energy suddenly burst out from his blood.
This kind of power allowed him to suppress the seal in his body and reveal a corner of his secret.
"I didn't expect that I, Xifeng Lie, would meet a descendant in my later years."
Su Jie followed the sound and looked.
His Qi and blood strengthened his physical body, allowing him to see clearly, even in a dark environment, he could see everything clearly.
Next door to him, an old man was sitting there, dying, his eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two black holes, his body was dry, as if his essence and blood had been drained, skin and bones, leaning there weakly.
But Su Jie felt the powerful energy and blood power from his thin body.
"Thank you, senior, for teaching me the Dharma!" Su Jie called out softly.
But the old man said nothing.
His soul is about to disperse, and his whole state is neither life nor death.
At this time, Su Jie suddenly felt that something was not right in the whole cell.
Then he opened his eyes and looked outside.
He saw a huge rising sun appearing in his eyes.
Next to the sun, there is a moon.
As the sight narrowed, a face slowly appeared.
Behind him, followed the entire Fengdu.
His arrival made the old man named Xifeng Lie move.
"Xifeng Lie, your life is over, it's time to hit the road."
Lao Li Tou stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the whole Feng was in his palm.
"I control my own life."
Xifeng Lie roared angrily, and all the energy and blood in his body seemed to have returned.
Between the heaven and the earth, the power of qi and blood continuously condensed and poured into his body. ..
He imprinted his own energy and blood into the world.
The blood flowed continuously in the blood vessels, rushing forward like a big river.
He took a step forward and punched.
In an instant, the entire prison collapsed!
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