Chen Cang is in pain and scared now.

Painful because he is now worse off than dead every day and lives in extreme pain.

He was afraid because he didn't know what perverted ways that person would come up with to torture him.

who is he?

He is one of the Twelve Sword Jue of the Sword Tomb, the Seven Sword Jue Cheng Seven Shang.

The so-called Twelve Sword Masters of the Sword Tomb, as the name suggests, refer to the twelve swordsmen of the Sword Tomb who are extremely skilled in swordsmanship.

The Twelve Sword Masters are not necessarily the most powerful and the highest level among the disciples of Jianzhong, but they are definitely the ones with the strongest talent in swordsmanship and have reached the ultimate level in a certain swordsmanship.

Of course, those who can practice a certain swordsmanship to the extreme, even if they are not the highest or most powerful, are definitely not weak in strength.

Cheng Qishang is such a person. When he was less than thirty, he practiced the "Seven Injury Sword Art", one of the thirty-six sword techniques in Jianzhong, to the peak. No one in Jianzhong could surpass him, so he obtained the Seven Injury Sword.

Absolute name.

However, what Cheng Qishang is most famous for is not only his talent in swordsmanship and his reputation as a master of swordsmanship, but also his method of practicing swordsmanship.

Cheng Qishang's sword training can be described as extremely cruel and perverted. As long as it is conducive to the practice of swordsmanship, he will do anything. He is not afraid of life and death, is not afraid of hardships, and is not afraid of suffering.

In order to hone his sword skills, Cheng Qishang once sat in a poison cave and was bitten by five poisons. He did not eat, drink or move for a month. When he came out of the seclusion, his whole body was covered with bones.

In order to sharpen his sword, Cheng Qishang once severed his own meridians, pretended to be a beggar, ate scraps of soup, tasted cold food, endured hunger and cold, endured sex, and wandered around the world for twelve years;

In order to hone his sword power, Cheng Qishang had to gouge out the five internal organs and dig out the six internal organs, dirtying the heart, lungs, liver and intestines. He suffered from serious illness, five kinds of labor and seven injuries, and endured the pain and suffering for decades, and it is still difficult to recover.

There are countless things like this.

Cheng Qishang likes to practice, and he also likes to guide and urge other Jianzhong disciples to practice swordsmanship.

And the way of guidance and supervision is the same as treating yourself.

In other words, as cruel as he is to himself, he is just as perverted to others, or even more so.

Cheng Qishang especially likes to use some cruel and rebellious methods to train and torture others, which he calls "cultivation".

For example, putting people in a manure pit and swallowing pickled and filthy things;

Locking people into a secret room where no one can see the light of day;

In front of others, humiliate their parents, kill their relatives and friends;

In short, there is nothing he can't do except what others can't think of.

Since the Sword Tomb never prohibited communication, fighting, and killing among its disciples, many disciples suffered inhumane torture from the Seven Injuries of Process.

The result is self-evident. Of those disciples, 20% were crazy, 20% were stupid, 20% were disabled, and 20% were dead. Although the remaining 20% ​​survived, they became perverts and demons who only knew killing and had no humanity.

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Therefore, in the eyes of all Jianzhong disciples, Cheng Qishang is a pervert and a madman, especially a powerful pervert and madman.

Even though they are also perverts and lunatics, compared to Cheng Qishang, they are innocent and innocent little white sheep.

Therefore, except for a few people in the Sword Tomb, no one is not afraid of Cheng Qishang, no one is not afraid of Cheng Qishang, and no one does not hate Cheng Qishang.

Unfortunately, Chen Cang once suffered from the seven injuries of the process.

Fortunately, he pulled through and survived.

But what's even more unfortunate is that he once again fell into the hands of Cheng Qishang.

Some time ago, he was chased by the masters of the Seventy-Two Water and Land Alliance. When his life was hanging by a thread, Cheng Qishang suddenly appeared, saved his life, and brought him here.

This place is called Jian Tomb, which is a branch of Jian Tomb. After Cheng Qishang brought him back, he locked him up here and tortured him in various ways every day.

, euphemistically saying that his cultivation level was too poor and that he was embarrassing Jianzhong, so he wanted to help him improve his cultivation level.

Just like now, he is in a big pot.

At the bottom of the pot, there is a raging fire;

Inside the pot is red, boiling copper juice;

And he was in the red, hot copper liquid.

It stands to reason that with his current state, even if he is exposed to the fiery red copper juice, he will not suffer much pain, let alone any danger. Unfortunately, his current cultivation level is sealed, and he is not much better than an ordinary person.

Therefore, at this time, his whole body was full of ulcers, his flesh and blood had melted, his bones were thick, and he looked as hideous as an evil ghost.

But even so, Chen Cang never cried out in pain or begged for mercy.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't dare.

Because Cheng Qishang was sitting aside and looking at him.

Cheng Qishang is about thirty years old, with a thin body and a sallow face. He coughs from time to time, as if he is suffering from serious illness and is extremely weak.

Anyone who saw the man in front of him would not associate him with the cruel and perverted Qishou Jianjue, but in Chen Cang's eyes, he was a demon in human skin.

No, more terrifying than the devil.

"Ahem...don't hold it in, scream out in pain."

Cheng Qishang looked at Chen Cang, who was shaking all over and holding back the pain. He covered the corner of his mouth and coughed twice, and said slowly.

"It doesn't hurt." Chen Cang gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth. He didn't dare to open his mouth because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would scream.

Once he screams, what awaits him may be even more brutal and inhumane torture.

"It doesn't hurt. I'm making progress."

The corners of Cheng Qishang's mouth raised, revealing a strange and evil smile: "Yes, they are much better than those other losers. I just gave them a little pointer, and they cried like crazy. There is no sword from my Sword Tomb disciple."

Bones and pride.”

"Do you know what happened to them in the end?"

Without waiting for Chen Cang to answer, Cheng Qishang said to himself: "Such people are really not worthy of being my disciples at Jianzhong, so I made them all into charcoal. Well, the charcoal burning at the bottom of the pot is just that

Useless trash, that's all they can do with it."

Chen Cang trembled and almost lost his mind.

"You should remember that as a disciple of my sword tomb, you should have a sword bone that cannot be bent even if it is bent, and you should have a sword that is arrogant and will not be damaged even if it is bent." Cheng Qishang said.

"I will follow the teachings of my senior brother." Chen Cang gritted his teeth and did not dare to make a sound. He was afraid that if he made a sound, he would follow in the footsteps of those people.

"Why are you so weak? Do you think I'm wrong or do you have a problem with me?" Cheng Qishang looked at Chen Cang and said with a half-smile.

"Don't dare!" Chen Cang endured the pain in his body and said loudly: "It is my honor to receive the teachings from my senior brother. I am very grateful."

"Well, very good. My teachings to you are not in vain."

Cheng Qishang nodded with satisfaction: "Since you don't feel any pain, I'll give you something more."

Before he finished speaking, a mosquito flew out of Cheng Qishang's sleeve, landed on Chen Cang's head, and pierced Chen Cang's scalp with its long mouthparts.

Chen Cang only felt his scalp was slightly itchy, but other than that, he had no other feelings.

In the midst of confusion, Cheng Qishang said: "That mosquito is called Heguang Mosquito. Heguang Mosquito has no attack power. Its biggest feature is that it can amplify a person's senses several times in a short period of time."

As soon as Cheng Qishang finished speaking, Chen Cang felt that the pain caused by the copper juice had doubled, and an indescribable pain swept through his body.

"ah……"

Chen Cang, who had already reached the limit of endurance, couldn't bear it anymore. Half of his tongue was bitten off and he screamed.

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Thank you Mo Laixi Quxi for the 55,000 Zongheng coins;
Chapter completed!