After Wuji Tianzun finished speaking, the soul disappeared with a "swish" and returned to his palace to heal his wounds.
The deepest part of the Lost Soul Cliff.
Dragon Bodhisattva's body was in tatters and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Thinking of how miserable he had been tortured by Wuji Tianzun just now, he felt resentful.
"Hmph, Wuji Tianzun, just wait for me."
"One day, I will tear your body apart."
"And Ye Changsheng, I will never let you go."
At this moment, a ghostly voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Boy, do you want to learn peerless magic?"
"Who?" Dragon Bodhisattva was startled and looked around.
He has been at Soul Cliff for a while, and as far as he knows, there is not a single hair here except for mythical beasts.
"You walk thirty meters to the left." The ghostly voice sounded again.
"Who are you?" Dragon Bodhisattva asked warily.
"Do as I say and you will see me soon," the voice said.
Dragon Bodhisattva walked thirty meters to the left and came to a cliff.
On the cliff, there is a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram as big as a basin carved on it.
"Where are you?" Dragon Bodhisattva asked again.
"Put your hands on the Tai Chi diagram." the voice said.
Dragon Bodhisattva carefully stretched out his hand and pressed the Yin Yang Tai Chi diagram. The next second, a huge suction force pulled him into the stone wall.
In an instant, Dragon Bodhisattva appeared in a cave.
This cave is cold, damp, and dark, like the Nine Nether Hells. Even a person with Dragon Bodhisattva's level of cultivation can't help but stand on end.
"Keep going forward." The voice sounded again.
Dragon Bodhisattva slowly moved forward, walking along the cave for several hundred meters, when he suddenly stopped and saw a person.
I saw that except for the man's head, all his flesh and blood had been stripped away, leaving only a skeleton.
His hair was disheveled, his limbs were tied with iron ropes, and two iron ropes were strung on his lute bones.
Dragon Bodhisattva noticed that the six iron ropes were as red as blood and were engraved with runes. They looked like they were no ordinary chains.
The other end of the iron rope was nailed to the stone wall. The man looked miserable, like a monster.
It's obvious that this guy is imprisoned here.
When Dragon Bodhisattva was observing the man, the man suddenly raised his head and grinned, which frightened Dragon Bodhisattva so much that he almost sat down on the ground.
It's not that Dragon Bodhisattva is timid, it's just that the man's face is too ugly. His nose was cut and his face was covered with scars, as if someone had slashed his face thousands of times with a dagger.
"Boy, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." The man said.
Aren't bad guys imprisoned here?
Dragon Bodhisattva calmed down and asked, "Who are you?"
The man said: "You are that bitch's apprentice now. According to your seniority, you should call me uncle."
"Master?" Long Bodhisattva was surprised: "Are you my master's fellow disciple?"
"No, you lied to me."
"If you are my uncle, why are you imprisoned here?"
The man said bitterly: "That's because I was harmed by that piece of shit Wuji."
"If Wuji hadn't plotted against me, I would be the leader of the Yin Yang Sect now."
"I think of me, Zhao Yinyang, who joined the Yin-Yang Sect at the age of three, broke through to the realm of kings at the age of six, entered the realm of the gods at the age of eighteen, and became the first divine son of the Yin-Yang Sect."
"At the age of twenty-one, he reached the peak of spirituality and became a semi-saint."
"My cultivation talent and cultivation speed are unparalleled by anyone in the Yin Yang Sect. It is no exaggeration to say that looking at the Eastern Wasteland, I am also a peerless genius."
"When I became a semi-saint, Master planned to pass on the position of leader to me, but at that time I was only thinking about becoming a saint and had no intention of taking the position of leader."
"But I have practiced hard for thirty years and still haven't broken through to the realm of a saint, so I decided to go out and practice."
"When I left the mountain that day, Master led the Yin Yang Sect and sent me ten miles away."
Speaking of this, Zhao Yinyang's cloudy eyes flashed with light, but then a fierce light appeared again.
"One hundred years later, I will return to the Yin Yang Sect."
"Prepare to retreat for three years and break through to the realm of a saint."
"At that time, that bitch Wuji also broke through to the realm of the gods and was named the second divine son of the Yin Yang Sect."
"Before I went into seclusion, Wuji would come to me from time to time to ask me about cultivation issues. At first I thought he was obsessed with cultivation and guided him seriously. Who knew he was using this to get closer to me and make me let down my guard against him?
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"After I was in seclusion for half a year, that bitch suddenly came to me one day and said that the master had accidentally obtained the supreme skills of the Yin-Yang Emperor and asked him to pass them on to me so that he could help me break through to the realm of a saint."
"At that time, I was at the bottleneck of a breakthrough. When I learned that it was the Yin Yang Emperor's technique and that Master asked him to give it to me, I naturally believed it deeply."
"I started practicing according to the techniques. Who knew, not long after, not only were all my meridians cut off and my cultivation completely destroyed, I was also infected with a strange poison and completely turned into a useless person."
"That bitch Wuji hurt me."
Zhao Wuji said angrily, and then his voice became deeper.
"After I was released from confinement, Master learned of my condition and vomited blood and fell into a coma on the spot. Master was about to pass away, but was deeply affected by my incident and passed away in just a few days."
"Before he passed away, he passed on the position of leader to Wuji."
"As for those elders, they believe that I am to blame for Master's death, and since I am a useless person, they unanimously want to expel me from the Yin Yang Sect."
"Who would have thought that that bitch would put on a bitter show in front of the elders, saying that I was the person he respected the most, and even if I was reduced to a useless person, he still hoped that the elders would be merciful and not expel me from the Yin Yang Sect."
"The elders all thought that bitch was very affectionate and righteous, and they admired him endlessly. Since he was the leader, the elders agreed to his request."
"But how could those idiot elders know that Wuji, that bitch, kept me in the sect because he wanted to torture me and humiliate me."
"At the same time, he is also worried that after I leave the Yin Yang Sect, if my cultivation level recovers, I will seek revenge on him."
"Although I was once the number one genius, after I became a useless person, even the sweepers looked down on me and beat and kicked me. That bitch Wuji saw it and sneered at me. The disciples in the sect even bullied me unscrupulously.
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Zhao Yinyang showed a sad smile on his lips and said: "The world of cultivation is like this. When you are a genius, you will be worshiped by thousands of people. Once you become a useless person, you will be looked down upon."
Dragon Bodhisattva asked: "According to what you said, Master should have imprisoned you here, but why didn't he kill you?"
"Because he didn't dare." Zhao Yinyang said: "Master had already noticed that I was harmed by Wuji before he passed away. But at that time, Master was too weak and could not kill Wuji, nor could he kill Wuji."
"After I am deposed, Wuji is the person with the highest cultivation level among the younger generation, and he is ambitious. Taking charge of the Yin Yang Sect is a good choice."
"Master has decided to pass on the position of leader to Wuji, but he must make a blood oath of heaven to never kill me in his life, otherwise he will die without a burial place."
"It is precisely because of this that I did not die and was imprisoned here."
