In the dark prison, the sound of chains being dragged was particularly clear and loud in this silent space.
A man with gray hair and disheveled hair was lying on the ground in a large shape, and his prison clothes were stained red with blood.
Each limb was restrained by a fine steel chain that was as thick as a baby's fist. Behind each chain was a large iron ball weighing several thousand kilograms.
The four corners of the spacious cell were occupied by iron balls, making it look a bit cramped and cramped.
The range of movement of the imprisoned person is extremely limited, and even just turning over will cause heavy chains to ring.
Fang Chang has been locked up here for almost three months.
In three months, he had neither seen Xiao Shitou nor Lin Zhen, only torture every day as punctual as meals.
For the first time, he felt the fragility and tenacity of his body.
What is fragile is a whip or an iron stick that can make him miserable, but what is tenacious is the endless vitality and vitality hidden deep in his body.
He did not beg for mercy, nor did he bother to beg for mercy.
The physical pain could not make him surrender mentally.
On the contrary, it made him wake up more, and the memories in his mind became clearer and blurry fragments flashed through his mind.
Thin footsteps sounded outside the cell, and Fang Chang's thoughts stopped abruptly, and he sighed silently.
I don't know what today's punishment package is. After being beaten for so long, he can see new tricks every day, which makes him look forward to it.
But what came today was not a cruel prison officer, but a gentle woman.
Seeing that her body was covered in bruises and was not human-shaped, the woman couldn't help but cover her mouth, and tears flowed down her face.
"Ms. sir."
The woman put down the food box in her hand, knelt down in front of Fang Chang, and cried so hard that it was Shen Xiuwen.
Fang Chang sat up with his hands on his back, looked at Shitou's mother, who looked so noble and had no trace of ordinary womanhood, and said with a thoughtful smile:
"It seems they didn't make things difficult for you, and you were living a good life."
At this time, his eyes glanced at the food box brought by Shen Xiuwen and asked:
"Is that the farewell meal you brought for me?"
Shen Xiuwen wiped her tears and said: "It's the home-cooked dishes I made that you like. My husband, I begged Xiao Shitou for a long time, and he finally agreed to let me come to see you."
Fang Chang was noncommittal.
He knew that Xiao Shitou was no longer the same as before, and Shen Xiuwen was more in control of herself.
Just seeing himself in jail while his wife was rich and well-dressed, he felt a trace of ridiculous ridicule for no reason.
It's as if someone said in front of him - See, this is your glory and wealth, but because of your ignorance of appreciation, you can only torture yourself every day and live in darkness.
Shen Xiuwen opened the food box, and there were indeed several home-cooked dishes inside, as well as a bottle of wine.
Fang Chang had difficulty moving and opened his mouth directly.
Shen Xiuwen carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Fang Chang's mouth, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks to feed Fang Chang.
Fang Chang did not reject anyone who came, and within a short time, he had downed all the side dishes and wine.
"It's been a long time since I tasted your craftsmanship. It still tastes the same as before."
"Now that the food and wine have been served, you can tell me what you want to say."
Shen Xiuwen hesitated to speak, but seeing Fang Chang's current appearance, she said what her son said to her again.
"My lord, just promise Xiao Shitou. He said that as long as you can help the emperor prolong his life, he will immediately plead with the emperor to save you.
From now on, our family of three can live together happily.
I feel really sad to see you in your current state."
Fang Chang shook his head and said, "I'm repeating the same old tune, is there anything new?"
Shen Xiuwen said again: "Little Shitou also said, if I am my husband, you will not agree again.
If the emperor is angry, he will be punished. When the time comes, Xiao Shitou and I will go to prison and die together with you."
"That's it..."
Fang Chang laughed, "What a coincidence, our family of three happened to be reunited underground at that time, which is a great thing.
It's a pity that I drank too quickly just now, otherwise I would have had three more drinks."
Shen Xiuwen's expression changed: "Mr. sir, why are you so stubborn, do you insist on keeping a secret that is useless to you?
Is this thing more important than you and me and the secret of the little stone?"
There was complaint in her eyes.
"You also believe what Xiao Shitou said and think I have the magic method to extend one's life?"
Fang Chang's smile faded and he asked lightly.
Shen Xiuwen suddenly felt panicked.
But she thought about what her son told her. If Fang Chang didn't agree, the emperor would be angry and lay his body hundreds of miles away. Not only their family, but also the villagers of Xiama Village, and even countless people related to them would die because of them.
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But as long as Fang Chang agrees, then these disasters will not happen.
And she has been the mother of the general for three months.
This was also the first time that she enjoyed the benefits of power and saw its charm.
She found herself a little reluctant to let go.
Fang Chang treated her well, but in recent years, because of her low self-esteem, she had been playing low in front of Fang Chang and was always cautious.
Now her son is already the General of the Condor, and Fang Chang is getting old, and it seems that her life is not long, but she is still in her prime, and she still has great years ahead of her.
Will she be buried with Fang Chang?
Shen Xiuwen gritted her teeth and said: "Mr. sir, you must have something right in your hands, otherwise how could I have stayed young all these years, almost the same as when I married you.
This must be what you did to me."
Fang Chang paused for a while and suddenly asked quietly:
"If I say that I am aging so fast in order to keep you young, are you still willing to let me extend the life of others?"
Shen Xiuwen's body suddenly stiffened.
But the next moment, she knelt down heavily in front of Fang Chang and put her head on the ground.
Although she didn't say anything, it was all in silence.
"Haha..." Fang Chang chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Human nature can't stand the test. It's my fault."
"Anyone can send a message and ask Lin Zhen, um, and Lin Lei to come to see me, and I will give him what he wants."
Fang Chang didn't look at Shen Xiuwen anymore and said something deep into the dark cell passage.
Shen Xiuwen raised her head in surprise and said:
"My lord, you have finally figured it out. When you go out, I will make Xiao Shitou kowtow in front of you and admit your mistake.
At that time, he had no choice but to attack you. Considering the fact that I have served you for so many years, please forgive him for once."
Fang Chang did not answer, but lay down again, making a heavy sound of chains.
First, there is torture, using physical pain to wear down the mind, and then there is warmth and emotion, using spiritual warmth to eliminate resistance.
No matter how hard-hearted you are, you have to soften your heart now.
But he is different.
He has remembered who he really is.
…
Soon, someone else came from outside.
It was Lin Lei, also known as Xiao Shitou, who was wearing a divine eagle armor, and an old man wearing a Taoist robe who looked like an immortal, holding a fly whisk in his hand, floated over.
"Everyone, please retreat. Without the instructions of the Imperial Master, anyone who dares to come near this place will be punished by the entire clan!"
Lin Lei made a sonorous voice, full of iron-blooded evil aura.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness, and it was obvious that all the people who were secretly watching had evacuated.
When there were only four people here, the old man stood in front of Fang Chang and said earnestly:
"Master Immortal, I really have no other choice, so I can only take this last resort. If there is another way, I will never take action with you."
This old man is none other than Lin Zhen.
Already a centenarian, he still looks young and fair, and it seems that he will not have any problem living another ten or twenty years.
He calls himself Immortal Master, and his words are sincere, but there is no trace of the majestic and majestic appearance of the Yan State Master.
When Fang Chang saw his appearance, he twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered:
"I didn't expect you to be able to master this kind of magic method without any teacher. I actually underestimated you."
He could see at a glance the overwhelming blood and resentment hidden under the surface of Lin Zhenxian's demeanor. It was obvious that the reason why he was still alive was that he used some kind of magic method to absorb the blood and longevity of others to support himself.
It's just that this method seems a bit inferior. Now the blood and energy in his body are mixed and have reached a certain limit. If he continues to forcibly extend his life, he may be in danger of self-destruction.
Lin Zhen's eyes lit up when he heard this.
This is the first time in so many years that someone has seen through his disguise. He is indeed an immortal master.
"Thanks to the gift from the Immortal Master back then, I was able to realize this magical skill of blood shadow and survive."
Back then, Fang Chang Yuanshen lived in Lin Zhen's body, and when he left, he refined the four ghosts of Xishan into puppets and gave them to Lin Zhen.
And it was with the help of the four puppets and the guidance of his second uncle, Lao Jianghu, that Lin Zhen gradually rose up in the world and achieved the great achievements of the Qinglong Gang today.
Because Lin Zhen was unconsciously nourished by Fang Chang Yuan Shen and had extraordinary qualifications, he realized the Blood Shadow Magic Technique from the Four Ghosts of Xishan, which already belongs to the category of entering the Tao through martial arts.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the Jue Ling Land, he might have been able to refine his magic power.
This Blood Shadow Magic Art is both good and evil, but as the end is approaching, Lin Zhen gradually goes crazy and explores the power of the Blood Shadow Magic Art to the extreme. He not only completely refines the four puppets, but also absorbs the blood and essence of others.
Feed back your own effectiveness.
It was the help of other people's life and longevity that allowed him to survive.
But now this state has reached his limit. After all, he is only a mortal and cannot tolerate the blood of others endlessly.
Fang Chang nodded and said: "It turns out that I helped you inadvertently, no wonder you have been chasing after me.
The so-called Emperor Yan’s life extension is your excuse, right? You are the only one who wants to extend his life from the beginning to the end.”
Lin Zhen smiled and nodded: "Good advice, Master Immortal."
"As long as the Immortal Master can help me take another step forward, I promise that from now on, I will stay away from the place where the Immortal Master is and I will not dare to offend him in the slightest."
Fang Chang pulled up the chain and stood upright with difficulty. The four fine steel chains connected to the big iron balls were stretched straight and tight.
"If you want to go further, it's actually very simple. But before that, please listen to me tell a story."
Fang Chang didn't know what he was thinking of and suddenly laughed out loud.
"I used to listen to other people telling stories, but now I didn't expect that I would also become a storyteller."
"Many, many years ago, there was a coward whose father died. Of course, they had no feelings, so he wasn't very sad, but he was scared.
So he worked hard and almost lost his life, and finally entered the path of spiritual practice.
After practicing for many years, this coward has nothing to brag about. He always runs away when he encounters a strong enemy.
But he is lucky, cruel and cruel, and has basically no limits, so he can always get some benefits.
After all this hard work, he had some small achievements, but compared with those truly proud men, he knew that he was nothing.
However, he is not a person with great ambitions. There is always only one protagonist, so why can't he be a supporting role.
So after he achieved some small results, he became proud and didn't want to make progress.
But suddenly one day, he found that there were many more people around him. It turned out that he was no longer alone.
Moreover, the world has changed, and he must work hard and make progress.
The coward is still cowardly, but he cannot stop moving forward.
Otherwise, if the world comes down and he cannot bear it, many people will die with him.
So he has been working hard.
By the way, a coward is still a selfish coward.
He is afraid of separation and care, and is increasingly unwilling to give out feelings. With feelings, people have weaknesses.
But people are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? The more depressed he is, the more he discovers the emptiness and madness in his heart.
He knew something was wrong with him, but he didn't know what to do.
He thought it might be because his cultivation was not strong enough.
So he came to a place isolated from the world, without any extraordinary power, and became a complete mortal, even losing his memory.
This is a necessary step for an upward breakthrough.
That’s what the seniors did anyway.
But now he realizes that this is the answer he has been unable to find."
Fang Chang looked at Shen Xiuwen and Lin Lei, who looked stunned, and Lin Zhen, whose eyes suddenly looked frightened, and grinned.
"It seems you have all guessed that this coward is me."
"If I don't love because I'm afraid of getting hurt, then I'll never know what I want."
"Thank you for your betrayal, which made me realize that my heart is still beating alive. I am not as ruthless as I thought."
"Of course, it's my code of conduct to seek revenge when I have a grudge. You made me hit so hard."
Invisible chains appeared on his body. One of the chains suddenly broke, and a trace of breath leaked out.
As his memory was restored, most of the effect of this divine locking technique was lost, and it could no longer restrain him.
This cell made of fine iron could not bear even a breath of air, it made a rumbling sound, and the chains that trapped the long limbs exploded.
Fang Chang picked up Shen Xiuwen who was limp on the ground and walked out casually.
"No!"
Lin Zhen had a look of madness on his face, and he understood that his idea of extending his life had now become a mirror image.
The next moment, he retreated violently.
Although he can't live longer, he still wants to live in the present.
"Come here! Lin Lei, stop him quickly!"
Lin Lei was stunned for a moment, then habitually obeyed orders and stepped in front of Fang Chang.
When he reacted, Lin Zhen no longer knew where to retreat.
But he himself had no choice but to retreat.
His arms shook, and a pair of gauntlets covered his palms, with a hint of crimson flashing in the silvery edge.
"Master, it turns out you hide it so deeply."
Lin Lei's eyes were very complicated.
The chains on Fang Chang's body were still breaking, and his appearance was almost getting younger every step of the way. When he walked in front of Lin Lei, he was almost the same as when he first met him.
Even though he is wearing a prison uniform, he is like a saint in the clouds, making people want to kneel down and worship him unconsciously.
As soon as Fang Chang stepped on it, the cell hidden many meters underground suddenly burst open, and a huge gap above his head looked like a canyon.
The long-lost sunshine sets.
"Little Shitou, as my apprentice, I will give you a decent death."
The prison clothes on his body turned into powder, and under the golden-white light, a set of moiré robes automatically covered his body.
Well, I overestimated my abilities and failed to write about the feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment, so, ahem, let's just leave it at that.
