Zhang Jianlai was imprisoned in a dungeon of the Ziyang Sect. Outside the prison, dozens of guards were guarding him with swords and guns.
The dungeon was dark and dark, with a strong and overpowering smell. The ground was damp and there were various torture racks standing there.
Zhang Jianlai fell to the ground, his face pale, and there was a real energy flowing in his body. He seemed to be seriously injured.
"Hey, young man, I see you are seriously injured. Can you come over here and let me check your pulse?"
The speaker was an old man with a beard in the next cell, and his hoarse voice was filled with laughter.
The old man's hair was already pale, but his eyes were bright and sparkling, giving him an air of calm and self-power.
Unfortunately, his hands and feet were locked with thick iron chains.
After a while, Zhang Jianlai's face changed slightly and his lips pursed slightly.
At this moment, the cell door "squeaked" and was pushed open, and a voice came: "Mom, I said this place is inconvenient for you to come, but you have to come."
"It's okay, Mom, just take a look and leave."
The two people who came over were Guo Shaofeng and Leng Ruoyun.
The smell in this dungeon really made Leng Ruoyun uncomfortable. He turned his head and coughed twice.
"Hey, trash, are you dead?"
Guo Shaofeng shouted to Zhang Jianlai in the cage.
Zhang Jianlai, who was lying on the ground, heard the sound and moved slightly, turning his face sideways, but said nothing.
"Trash, let me ask you, are you mute?"
Guo Shaofeng raised his voice, looking arrogant.
Leng Ruoyun's eyes were carefully watching Zhang Jianlai's face.
Although his hair was a little messy and covered half of his cheeks, he looked like a very handsome young man.
Moreover, Zhang Jianlai's figure looks like the same person as Zhang Jingtian.
More than twenty years later, Zhang Jingtian's back is still deeply etched in Leng Ruoyun's mind.
Leng Ruoyun seemed to have seen Zhang Jingtian back then, but how could Zhang Jianlai prove that he was their son?
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Guo Shaofeng asked curiously when he saw Leng Ruoyun standing in a daze.
"Is this the person you are talking about Zhang Jianlai?"
Leng Ruoyun came back to his senses and asked calmly.
"Yes, mother, this person is Zhang Jianlai who robbed our Ziyang Sect's Qingyuan Mountain back then. The child almost died in his hands, haha, I didn't expect that he would fall into our hands today."
Guo Shaofeng sneered.
Leng Ruoyun's heart trembled. If Zhang Jianlai was really her son, wouldn't they be brothers killing each other? Thinking about the consequences really made her break into a cold sweat.
"Mom, if nothing happens, let's go. This place makes my mother feel wronged."
Guo Shaofeng seemed to understand something from Leng Ruoyun's eyes, and it seemed that there were many things that were difficult to express in his heart.
Leng Ruoyun didn't want Guo Shaofeng to know what was on his mind, so he calmed down and nodded slightly.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the old man next to him suddenly shouted: "Mrs. Leng, let me out quickly. I was wronged. You have to make the decision for me!"
This sound frightened Leng Ruoyun.
She didn't know who the old man was, but she actually knew that she was Mrs. Leng, but she felt uncomfortable when she heard this miserable complaint.
"Mom, don't pay attention to this crazy guy, let's get out quickly!"
Guo Shaofeng glared at the old man fiercely, said nothing, but turned back to Leng Ruoyun and said.
The people and things in this dungeon are complicated. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Leng Ruoyun doesn't want to get involved. She already has enough on her mind.
Therefore, she had no choice but to ignore the old man and follow Guo Shaofeng out of the smelly dungeon.
"Mom, I told you that this place is not suitable for you. I looked like I scared you. I'm sorry for you, kid."
As soon as he walked out of the prison door, Guo Shaofeng said hurriedly.
"Shaofeng, it's okay..."
"Mom, if you have something on your mind, just tell me, and I will definitely help you solve it."
Guo Shaofeng interrupted.
Leng Ruoyun didn't know how to answer. These things were unspeakable.
"No, Mom is fine, let's go back."
Leng Ruoyun smiled lightly and said.
Leng Ruoyun gave Guo Shaofeng the feeling that he was a sentimental person, but Leng Ruoyun hid things deeply and refused to speak out, which made Guo Shaofeng very puzzled, like a mystery.
"Okay, I'll take you back."
Guo Shaofeng said that he did not want to expose his mother's thoughts.
In the dungeon.
After Guo Shaofeng and Leng Ruoyun left, Zhang Jianlai's condition suddenly improved and his body gradually recovered.
"I, what happened to me just now? It seems like I had a long dream, where is this place?"
Zhang Jianlai opened his eyes and looked around.
"Hey, young man, are you finally awake? Haha, don't you know where this place is? I'll tell you, this is a dungeon, haha!"
The old man opposite smiled at him.
"Excuse me, senior, how long have I been here?" Zhang Jianlai stepped forward and asked.
The old man pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Haha, it must have been seven or eight days, right?"
Seven or eight days? What happened? Zhang Jianlai's heart sank.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man continued: "You are so annoying. You keep me awake every midnight. No matter how I call you, you don't respond."
"I'm sorry, senior, I didn't mean it."
Zhang Jianlai apologized.
"I know you didn't mean it, but I know you meant it."
"Haha, senior is really good at joking."
Zhang Jianlai thought this old man was quite interesting.
"By the way ***, it seems that you are seriously ill. Can I help you take a look?"
The old man thought that Zhang Jianlai was a good young man. Not only was he handsome, but he was also a good martial arts practitioner. He was a good person and very popular.
"Young man, if you believe me, just come over here. Could it be that I will eat you?"
Seeing Zhang Jianlai's hesitation, the old man continued.
Zhang Jianlai smiled slightly, let go of his guard, and walked over.
The old man dragged the heavy chain to the iron cage with a clatter.
"I'll take your pulse." The old man looked suspiciously at Zhang Jianlai's face before saying.
Across the iron cage, Zhang Jianlai extended his left hand to the opponent.
The old man gently pressed Zhang Jianlai's artery.
After a moment, the old man let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Haha, you young man are really lucky. Your Dantian has been broken, but there is a vitality in your body. I heard that this vitality can only It can only be formed by drinking the blood of a two-headed beast."
"However, drinking the blood of a two-headed ferocious beast may not form Yuanzhen Qi in everyone's body. It depends on a person's physique and cultivation level, so only one percent of people can succeed. , otherwise, the blood vessels will burst and die.”
"By the way, I have never seen a person without Dantian possess Yuan Zhen Qi. Do you know what this Yuan Zhen Qi is? I can't explain it clearly. I only know that people with this Yuan Zhen Qi are Invulnerable to all poisons, cultivation is improved several times compared to normal people..."
"Senior is indeed an expert. Everything you mentioned has happened to me, but I still feel powerless." Zhang Jianlai interrupted.
"Haha, have you ever felt that there are thousands of bugs crawling in your blood?" The old man said with a smile.
"How does senior know?" Zhang Jianlai was stunned.
"Haha, how to know is not crucial. Now your body has passed the second outbreak period, and there is still a third outbreak period..."
"The third outbreak period?"
"Yes, if you don't take care of the third outbreak period, you will be in pain for the rest of your life. Life will be more painful than death, haha!"
Zhang Jianlai suddenly felt in awe when he saw that the old man knew so much about the disease.
"Then, is there any way senior can solve it?"
The disease has recurred twice in Zhang Jianlai's body, which really made him feel the pain.
"There is a way, but..."
"But what?" Zhang Jianlai said, as long as his disease can be cured, he can do anything.
"But you have to call me master, haha!"
The old man smiled.
Zhang Jianlai had never been a master before, and he didn't know who the old man was. Becoming a master was not so casual.
"Have you thought about it, young man?"
Seeing Zhang Jianlai's silence, the old man continued to ask.
