As the iron door slowly opened, Lin Hao used the light of his mobile phone to see inside the dark cave, three scrawny old men in ragged clothes, their bodies chained up.

Each old man has five iron chains on his body, and each iron chain has an iron hook.

And every iron hook pierced the bodies of those old men, locking their bones tightly in the iron chains.

The other end of the iron chain is deeply sunk into the stone walls on all sides of the cave.

Although the lower bodies of these old men were sitting on the ground, their upper bodies were suspended by chains, making them unable to lie down or lie down.

Their hair was messy, their heads were hung down like puppets, and their clothes were torn with only a few pieces of cloth hanging on their bodies. They exuded a gloomy aura, as if they had been trapped in this place since the beginning of the world.

The iron chains and hooks connecting their bodies to the stone wall, and the way of imprisoning people, seemed a bit familiar to Lin Hao.

In another corner of the cave, there were several broken iron chains scattered on the ground, which seemed superfluous.

Lin Hao walked into the door, and when he got closer, he discovered that inside the tattered clothes of these old men, every inch of skin, including their faces, their necks...

As long as it is visible to the naked eye, there are shocking scars.

Such a picture reminded Lin Hao unconsciously of a person, Du Xichuan.

"Who are you?" Lin Hao asked in a deep voice.

The old men had their heads buried at first, as if they didn't pay attention until they heard Lin Hao speak.

One of them slowly raised his head, tilted his head so that his messy hair no longer covered his eyes, and looked at Lin Hao with an empty gaze.

"You are not a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, who are you? Why doesn't anyone bring us food?"

From this sentence alone, Lin Hao could infer that these people should be imprisoned here by the Qingyun Sect, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect would bring them food on time.

It's just that yesterday Lin Hao broke into the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate and killed the headmaster, the elders of the four halls, and the higher-level disciples.

The other ordinary disciples fled to death, and the Qingyun Sect no longer exists, so no one delivered meals to these old men imprisoned in the cave today.

Lin Hao thought for a while and said calmly: "The Qingyun Sect is dead. If you want to get out, maybe I can help you unlock the chains."

He originally thought that the old men would feel excited or excited when they heard these words. However, what surprised Lin Hao was that the three old men did not react at all.

One of them smiled bitterly and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Qingyun Sect is a martial arts sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How can it be possible that it will die just because it is said to be dead?"

The other two old men also felt that what Lin Hao was talking about was a fantasy and shook their heads.

"The Qingyun Sect has strong men at the level of the Martial Sect, as well as more than a dozen great Martial Lords, and more than 40 Martial Lords. Even if the Martial Alliance takes action personally, they may not be able to defeat the Qingyun Sect."

"Furthermore, Qingyun Sect has a close relationship with other sects. Even if there is a stronger enemy attack, other sects will not sit idly by and ignore it, and will definitely send reinforcements to help."

"Unless the enemy is strong enough to destroy the Qingyun Sect in a short period of time, other sects will not be given time to rescue."

"But... I'm afraid there is no such powerful being in this world who can destroy a martial arts sect in a very short period of time!"

When they spoke, there was pride in their tone, as if the Qingyun Sect was so powerful that they also felt proud.

This is very abnormal. Aren't they imprisoned here by people from the Qingyun Sect?

What made Lin Hao even more confused was that they actually said that the Qingyun Sect had more than a dozen great martial masters, but Lin Hao only saw four of them yesterday.

Except for the elders of the fourth hall of Qingyun Sect, only a few of the disciples of Qingyun Sect have reached the Martial Master realm. It is not like they said there is such a huge lineup of more than 40 Martial Masters.

But Lin Hao soon figured it out.

It is probably because these people have been imprisoned in the cave for too long and do not know what happened on Cangnan Mountain five years ago.

Perhaps before that, Qingyun Sect did have more than a dozen great martial masters and more than forty martial masters as they said.

But since the battle at Cangnan Mountain, most of the powerful men were killed by Lin Hao, and not many disciples have broken through in recent years, so the current situation has been created.

There were only a few strong men above the martial master level, and they were all killed by Lin Hao in the end.

Lin Hao smiled faintly and said: "Whether the Qingyun Sect is really dead or not, you will know if you go out and take a look for yourselves?"

The three old men fell into deep thought.

Although they still don't want to believe Lin Hao's words, if nothing happened to the Qingyun Sect, why has no one sent food to the Qingyun Sect until now? Why does a stranger appear here?

But since strangers have appeared and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect are not here, it is indeed a perfect opportunity for them to escape.

"Can you let us out?" an old man asked tentatively.

"If you can tell me who you are and why you are imprisoned here, maybe I can not only rescue you, but also find a way to heal your injuries."

Lin Hao could tell that the three old men in front of him were all warriors, but their cultivation was restricted by the iron chains that penetrated their bodies and special techniques.

They cannot pull out the iron hooks that have penetrated their bodies by themselves, and they will die if they pull them out.

It is impossible to save oneself. The only one who can save them now is Lin Hao.

Several old men hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: "I was originally the great elder of Qingyun Sect, and the two of them were also the guardian elders of Qingyun Sect. Because we committed serious crimes, we have been imprisoned here by the master."

Lin Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the old man in front of him with sharp eyes: "Are you really the great elder of Qingyun Sect?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Looking at me like this, do I still need to lie to you? I was indeed the great elder of the Qingyun Sect, but I am afraid that I no longer have a place in the Qingyun Sect now."

Lin Hao suddenly felt that he had been cheated. Yesterday he was cheated by Ouyang Yuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect.

In order to prevent him from knowing that the Great Elder was imprisoned here, Ouyang Yuan lied that the Great Elder died in Cangnan Mountain five years ago.

At that time, Lin Hao thought that the clues to the investigation of Qiao Kexin's life experience had been lost. He did not expect to meet the great elder of Qingyun Sect in this place.

"How long have you been stuck here?"

Hearing Lin Hao's question, the three old men all smiled bitterly.

"I don't know how much time has passed in this dark place."

"We have long forgotten what year and month it is now, time has no meaning to us."

"But I heard from the disciple who delivered the meal that it must have been more than twenty years, more than twenty years..."

Their voices were full of endless sadness. After all, twenty years is a long time, and there are only a few twenty years in life.
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