From the moment he entered this place called Sihuiyuan, Liu Qinghuan's ears have been filled with all kinds of miserable cries. But compared to the previous one, the sounds coming from this door made him shudder just by listening to it. It was difficult to
What kind of torture must the people inside have to endure before they can scream like this, which no longer sounds like a human voice.
Liu Qinghuan followed Niu Er and walked into the door. At a glance, he saw a person lying on the stone platform in the middle of the room. His whole body was bound by a black stream of light like a chain. His eyes were bulging, and the scream came from his mouth.
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There were several people in the room, but they just turned their heads and glanced indifferently at their entry, ignoring them.
One of them was standing next to the stone platform, holding a paper-thin knife in his hand, and was slowly cutting the monk on the platform.
Liu Qinghuan was horrified. In addition to the blood dripping from each cut, there was also a trace of the opponent's soul attached to it!
Generally speaking, monks are extremely tolerant of physical pain. They have become accustomed to all kinds of pain from the physical body during their cultivation, and their minds have been trained like steel poured into iron.
However, even for empty-level monks like them, the soul has been condensed to a certain level, but it is still extremely fragile. When the soul is injured, the pain that destroys the world and destroys the earth cannot be endured by endurance.
The monk who was tied up and unable to move had his face distorted by pain. He gradually became unable to scream and his eyes were distracted and desperate.
Liu Qinghuan felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart: Killing someone is just a nod, he is a monk no matter what, so why torture him like this!
"Why is this happening?" He asked Niu Er in a low voice: "Even if he does something evil, just kill this person and it will be over."
Niu Er's face turned solemn, and he said righteously: "How can that be done! If you want to repent, you must always give people a chance to repent and change over. Killing alone cannot stop the evil in this world!"
Liu Qinghuan was shocked by what he said: "If you torture him in this way, will he repent?"
Dissatisfaction appeared on Niu Er's face: "Is this torture? This is punishment, because he deserves the punishment for the evil things he did before!"
Liu Qinghuan endured it, but couldn't help but said: "The good and evil done by monks are judged by the way of heaven, and the punishment should be handed down by the way of heaven."
Niu Er looked at him with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes and said: "In the mortal world, there are government agencies to punish sins, and after death, there is a judge's pen in the underworld, but in our world of immortality, we have always allowed the treacherous and evil people to go unpunished. If
If we only place our hope in the way of heaven, the evil way will only become more and more prosperous, and the right way will not exist!"
Liu Qinghuan finally understood. Si Huiyuan turned out to be such a place. Isn't the ambition too big?
You should know that even in the prisons set up in the Mingshan Battlefield, Xingtian City and Sin Qi Palace, they only imprisoned enemy monks and rarely punished them.
However, after getting along with each other for a period of time, Liu Qinghuan also got a feel for Niu Er's temperament. He did not say these words, but said: "I dare to ask my friend, do you know who built Si Huiyuan, or where it belongs?"
power?"
Niu Er showed a secret smile with a hint of pride and lowered his voice and said: "We are so sorry that the master who built this place came down from above!"
He raised his finger and pointed upward.
"Above?" Liu Qinghuan asked doubtfully, "Qing Ming?"
"What does Qingming mean?" Niu Er said disdainfully: "I'm talking about the fairy world!"
"Fairy World!"
"Hey, please keep your voice down! Just know it yourself, don't tell others."
Liu Qinghuan was extremely shocked. This Siguiyuan was actually built by people from the immortal world?!
After calming down, he asked: "Is that immortal in the abyss at this time?"
"How do I know that?" Niu Er rolled his eyes: "Then how can such a big shot show up casually? Even if we are here, we can't see him."
After he finished speaking, he ignored him and turned around to look at the torture going on in the room with interest.
Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
So far, he is not sure whether he is in an illusion, but if everything here is true, Si Huiyuan will have a great future!
Then, he thought that the tower he came in before was also a thing from the fairy world, right? Otherwise, why were there so many secret fairy texts on it that they sent him here.
However, he still hasn't figured out what he came to do, and where is the so-called inheritance. Is he really going to be the jailer of Naoshizi?
After the torture was finally over, Niu Er reluctantly returned to the prison with Liu Qinghuan, and said: "We usually don't have much to do here. You and I take turns, and we need to inspect the magic circle every few days.
Is it loose? Those guys inside are dishonest. In addition, sometimes the prison will come to pick up people, or send people in, and they will be responsible for picking them up."
And gave him a token and formation plate.
Liu Qinghuan took it, thought about it and asked, "Then do we have time to practice?"
"Yes, people come and rotate every few years, and you can practice for a period of time. There are several rooms next to this, you can choose one, and you can practice on a regular basis."
Liu Qinghuan sighed helplessly in his heart. He couldn't find a way to leave Sihuiyuan now, and he wasn't sure if this was a test set by the tower. He could only take one step at a time.
Fortunately, for him, as long as he has the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, it makes no difference where he practices.
The entire space of Sihuiyuan is not large. It is surrounded by towering mountains. Beyond the mountains is endless void, and the large formation prohibition blocks the way out.
Liu Qinghuan also quickly understood what the male cultivator whom he had never seen again meant when he said, "You will be driven crazy if you stay too long."
Hundreds of monks who are said to have done great evil are imprisoned here. From time to time, various screams and wails echo in the ears, and the atmosphere is oppressive and heavy. Most of the guards have gloomy faces all day long, and they are on guard when interacting.
Everyone keeps their own affairs secret.
But Niu Er is not included in this list.
This man's mind has probably been twisted. Judging from his appearance, he obviously enjoys this environment very much, and even wants to be transferred to prison and become an executioner.
Liu Qinghuan didn't want to have much contact with him. When he had nothing to do, he would stay in his room to practice. When it was his turn to be on duty, he would go to the prison for a walk.
"Hey!" That day, when he was patrolling, a call came from the dungeon beside him: "Newcomer, come here, let's chat."
Liu Qinghuan paused for a moment, then continued walking forward as if he hadn't heard.
No matter where they are, there are situations where students are bullied, and these monks who are imprisoned here are even more so. They know how to find flaws in others. For example, when the male cultivator was there before, they wailed loudly, but when it was Niu Er's turn, they became silent.
Therefore, he usually has an expressionless face and ignores these people.
"Hey, don't leave. Don't you want to know how we were all caught here? Did Niu Er say that we all committed great evil deeds? Did he say that Si Huiyuan's master is an immortal? Hahahaha! That's bullshit.
Immortal! He is just a wretch who was kicked out of the immortal world!"