In this way, today's battle with Xu Yuquan will not have much impact on Fang Yu's plan to infiltrate this organization from within.
Even Fang Yu can use the point of controlling Xu Yuquan... to make the plan smoother.
"Take him back first. The number of extra cells Hong Yaozu made can come in handy so soon." Fang Yu thought to himself.
Before leaving, Fang Yu took back the Hetian Divine Sphur.
Even after being hit by the White Jade Divine Sword one after another, there were no obvious cracks in the Hetian Divine Salvation.
This is enough to show the strength of this halberd.
Fang Yu took it back and restored the entire temple to its original appearance as much as possible.
Then, he took the unconscious Xu Yuquan back to the Tiandao Gate.
After returning to the Heavenly Dao Gate, Fang Yu's first thing was to take Xu Yuquan to the cell and set up a magic circle again.
This magic circle is to isolate the sounds inside and outside, making each cell a separate world and unable to communicate with the prisoners locked in other cells.
For these monks with higher realms, it is completely useless to search for souls to obtain memory.
Their souls had long been blocked and integrated into their bodies. To invade them and search for memories... it was completely impossible. If they forced themselves to do so... they would tear the other party's soul apart and let his soul go away.
Therefore, there is no other way to treat these guys.
Only after setting up a magic array and applying multiple seals was used, Fang Yu woke up Xu Yuquan.
Xu Yuquan woke up from a coma and felt like he was half destroyed, and he could not feel the flow of immortal power in his body.
In the darkness, he could not see anything, touch anything, and could not move his body!
This feeling is more uncomfortable than death!
"Okay, Xu Yuquan, I said I won't kill you if I don't kill you, but if you live happily, you have to obey all my orders and requests, otherwise... I can make you live worse than death
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In the darkness, Fang Yu's voice suddenly sounded.
Xu Yuquan trembled all over.
...
An hour later, Fang Yu walked out of the dungeon and stretched.
To be honest, it is not difficult to torture people, but you have to take it slowly. Listening to the extremely unpleasant screams... it is still quite uncomfortable.
This kind of work still needs to be done by people who are good at it and even like this kind of thing.
At this time, Fang Yu realized how much help the little wind chime had helped him.
"Little Fengling, you can't do without you." Fang Yu said in his heart, "When the matter here is solved, I will find a way to go back to the earth and bring you up."
The little wind chime and Xiaoqiu look similar in appearance, but their personalities are the same.
At least, Xiaoqiu's personality is not suitable for doing what Xiaofengling likes to do.
Fang Yu returned to the top of the tower.
Zhixi has been waiting here for a long time.
As soon as Fang Yu came back, she went up to make tea.
Seeing Fang Yu frowned, she didn't say anything.
At this moment, Fang Yu was indeed in deep thought.
In the dungeon, he used all kinds of means to torture Xu Yuquan and obtained a lot of information.
Among them, what Fang Yu cares most about...is the situation about the Holy Pattern Clan.
According to Xu Yuquan, their organization has a very good relationship with the gods.
But he didn't know what level it was.
Because it was not him who was responsible for connecting with the gods, but higher levels in the organization, and it seemed that he was still a special position.
That is, a position within the organization that is specifically responsible for communicating with the gods.
Xu Yuquan only knew that the name of the special post was the God Envoy.
But he doesn't know who is responsible.
"It has been a while since the Holy Pattern Clan has had an accident. Why has the God Clan not reacted at all?" Fang Yu frowned, and his heart was full of doubts. "We should have published some words publicly, right? Wanted orders or something..."
However, no one can answer this question.
In addition to asking questions related to the gods, Fang Yu's other question is about the situation of the Purple Flame Secret Technique.
According to Xu Yuquan's technique, the Purple Flame Secret Technique is a secret technique that both the middle and senior leaders of their organization must master.
And this secret method was naturally passed down by the supreme founding organization.
But he didn't know whether it was the magic created by the supreme master.
After asking about the secret technique of Zi Yan, Fang Yu asked questions about Chen Gan'an again.
He released Chen Gan'an's virtual image and asked Xu Yuquan to take a look.
However, Xu Yuquan's reaction was completely different from those of Qi Zong.
He said he didn't know who Chen Gan'an was, but admitted that the mark on Chen Gan'an...it can indeed prove that he came from within the organization.
But he didn't know who the specific position was.
"Our organization is huge, covering the entire Yunyu Continent. Although I am the chief clerk of the eighteen ethnic branches, I can be placed in the entire organization, that is, the middle level... Every level in the organization is very mysterious, the higher the level, the more you are, the whole organization is... The more this happens, I don’t know many people. I don’t know their respective positions and tasks... I don’t know even more..." Xu Yu, who was tortured to the point of crying, shouted.
"Sir, the tea has been brewed... would you give it a try?"
At this time, seeing Fang Yu's face gradually calmed down, Zixi spoke softly.
Fang Yu came to his senses, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.
"Not bad." Fang Yu nodded.
Zhixi lowered her head and retreated to the side.
At this time, Fang Yu thought about a more important issue.
That is, when Xu Yuquan released the purple flames in the sky, the memory that suddenly emerged, and the figure deep in his memory... Who is it!?
This feeling occurs more than once or twice, but many times.
But every time, there was only an extremely blurry outline and I could never clearly remember the figure.
This feeling made Fang Yu a little irritable, but he was helpless.
According to Lin Batian, he should be a woman.
But who would that woman be?
Why did she appear in the memory of the Tiandao Sect when it was destroyed?
What is her identity? Is she a disciple in the Tiandao Sect? Or another identity?
No matter how Fang Yu recalled it, he could not find a clear clip of this figure appearing in a certain memory.
"Oh... Forget it, don't think about this for now. You have to use Xu Yuquan's identity to go back to his stronghold, otherwise it will disappear for too long...it will cause suspicion."
Thinking of this, Fang Yu took out a jade slip from his hand.
"bass!"
By instilling spiritual consciousness into this jade slip, you can open a portal.
Through the extremely long space passage, we come to the base of Xu Yuquan.
It is a home located in the north of the Zhaotian tribe in the fourth class.
When he appeared on the teleportation platform, Fang Yu was already disguised as Xu Yuquan.
"Sir, you are back."
Before Fang Yu could walk down from the teleportation platform, monks wearing pink robes and purple moon marks on both sides came forward.
"Um."
Fang Yu nodded and walked towards a deeper location in his home.
"Master Secretary, you are back at the right time. Yang Tianzun is here... I want to see you, and I am currently waiting in the living room." At this time, a subordinate next to him spoke.