Volume 1: Red Moon Rising Chapter 40: Trial of the culprit
"There are no more than ten divine guards."
Fa Yuan glanced at the six people in front of him, plus the three people in the cave. The divine guards were basically here and ready to take action. In the open area, it was difficult for him to keep so many people at the same time. But in this airtight room,
Much easier.
He said to Yang Yu: "Send the people outside back, and I will help each of you improve your cultivation later."
Yang Yu was overjoyed and went out to dismiss Liu Shun and others and quickly returned to the room. The seven people were respectful, excited and uneasy in their hearts, waiting for the God Emperor to improve their cultivation.
Fayuan Qi detected that Liu Shun and the others were walking away, and his body suddenly shot out from the bedside, pulling out an afterimage. There was still a Fayuan sitting vaguely beside the bed, but the real body was already in front of the six people.
He first operated on the Xiantian realm, and within a few breaths, all six of them were lying on the ground. They were dreaming about improving their cultivation, and they had no intention of taking precautions. Before they could react, they were lying on the ground unable to move.
Yang Yu opened his mouth in shock and couldn't understand why the master wanted to attack the divine guards. Even a fool could see that the six people were injured and fell to the ground with their acupoints pressed. This was not the way to improve their cultivation.
After taking care of the six people, Fayuan flashed behind Yang Yu and pointed at his Dazhui point. In the first half of the night, he punished Zhao Xian with only two points of Mingwang's Wrath, but this time he used four points.
Yang Yu suddenly jumped three feet to the ground, his painful howl tore through the sky, and those who heard it were shocked. His handsome face was instantly distorted like a devil.
He kept scratching at his body with his hands, and blood marks soon appeared on his face and neck. The anger of King Ming made the body of the punished seem to be cut with countless knives. In the Xiantian realm, all he could do was beg for mercy before this punishment.
Zhao Xiangyi sat up, leaning against the wall with her knees in her hands, watching quietly as Yang Yu twitched violently and screamed. Although she was smiling, her tears did not stop. Her former lover was undergoing torture in the world. How she felt
But it is an inexplicable joy.
Yang Yu had been punished for a quarter of an hour, and his blood mixed with sweat flowed down, as if he were fished out of a river of blood. Fa Yuan relieved the anger of King Ming. He gasped a few times, tried hard to crawl to Fa Yuan and said: "Master, I am wrong, disciple."
I don’t dare to do it anymore, please master, please don’t punish me again.”
Fa Yuan took off his night hat and said in a deep voice: "Now I have a few questions that I need you to answer. If you dare to lie or deceive me, I will let you enjoy the same experience for three days and three nights."
Yang Yu stopped crawling and said in surprise: "Fayuan, you are Fayuan, what did you do to my master?" The six people lying on the ground saw the so-called
The God Emperor turned out to be a bald monk, and there was a burst of screams.
Fa Yuan picked up Yang Yu and pointed his finger on his Dazhui point to condense his breath: "Your Divine Emperor Master has been injured by me, and his current condition is a bit bad. Tell me what his name is? Where is he?
Renshi, where are you now?"
Yang Yu quickly shook his head and said: "I don't know the master's name. In normal times, the master asked us to call him the God Emperor. From what he said, he is not from this world. In addition to Fancheng, he has three other places to live.
He will move to another place in ten days."
The punishment of King Ming's wrath made his life worse than death. As soon as Fa Yuan finished asking, he answered quickly.
Fa Yuan asked again: "Where are his other three hiding places? Take me there immediately." The God Emperor was seriously injured by him, and now he is beating the drowned dog. If what the God Emperor said is true, he will return to normal.
In this state, you can kill Dharma Yuan with one finger. If you find him at that time, the result will be bad.
Vaguely, Fa Yuan began to feel a little worried about what the God-Emperor had said. He looked at the roof. He couldn't believe that the God-Emperor was someone from that world. He hoped that things wouldn't be so difficult.
Yang Yuzhi hesitated for a while and said: "I don't know much about the other three places where the God Emperor lives. I only occasionally heard him talk about them, and they seem to be in the palaces of the three empires."
This is too much to say, and the leather is blown. If the palaces of the three empires are the foothold of the God-Emperor, then only the gods in the sky can do it. The stone in Fayuan's heart fell to the ground, and a trace of worry arose just now
The smoke disappeared.
He spat out his true energy on his finger, and Yang Yu jumped up like a pig. Fayuan clapped his hands and said, "How dare you lie to me and use the palaces of the Three Empires to frustrate me."
Amidst Yang Yu's screams, he occasionally heard: "Lord Buddha, I didn't lie to you!"
After torturing Yang Yu enough, Fayuan relieved King Ming's anger. After interrogating him three times for an hour, he roughly clarified the situation.
His master was not from this world. Where he came from, Yang Yu didn't know. When his master met him, he showed off a few unpredictable spells, including walking through walls, becoming invisible, retrieving objects from the air, and holding objects in the palm of his hand.
He lit a fire and used a small sword to cut off a human head hundreds of meters away.
Those unique skills were beyond his level of knowledge. Yang Yu was so impressed that he immediately prostrated himself in front of that man and was accepted as his disciple.
At that time, the God Emperor promised him that as long as he practices with him for three months, he can reach the innate realm, half a year can reach the realm of unity between heaven and man, and two years later, he can reach the legendary divine realm.
.When the time comes, he will be invincible in the world and become the common master of this world.
The only request the God Emperor made to Yang Yu was to build him a secret room and find him a beautiful virgin every two days.
The house here happens to have a shelter hole, and with some modifications, it became the hiding place of the God Emperor. He practiced with the God Emperor for one month and reached the acquired state, and ten days ago he reached the ultimate acquired state.
For a person who practices martial arts normally, when he reaches the ultimate level of acquired nature, it is a matter of course for him to advance to the innate realm. He wandered among flowers and never practiced seriously for a day, so he was stuck between acquired and innate realms. In the end, he reluctantly sent Zhao Xiangyi away, and then rushed over to ask for elixirs.
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The more he was tortured by Fa Yuan, the more ridiculous he felt. The God Emperor's words were full of loopholes. Yang Yu was the city lord's son. He was pampered since he was a child, and was coaxed into confusion by the God Emperor using folk tricks. Then he worked for the God Emperor wholeheartedly, and even committed such a heinous crime.
Come.
Fa Yuan glanced at the idiotic city lord on the ground, tore off a piece of white cloth from his body, and ordered him to write the magic formula he had just memorized on the cloth. Perhaps the only redeeming feature of this liar God Emperor was the training magic formula.
Yang Yu spread the white cloth on the ground, but there was no pen or ink to use. Fayuan glared at him, and he was smart enough to bite his finger and write quickly on the white cloth. After the wound solidified, he took another bite or scratched the wound on his body.
Stained with blood, I finally finished writing the instructions intermittently.
After writing the formula, Fayuan asked Yang Yu to recite it, and it was no different from the one on the cloth. Fayuan put away the white cloth and said to Zhao Xiangyi, who was hugging his knees: "What are you going to do with him?"
As if seeing a life-saving straw, Yang Yu knelt down in front of the bed and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Xiangyi. Zhao Xiangyi shrank toward the bed and avoided Yang Yu's hand.
Yang Yu begged: "Xiangyi, I love you, I have no choice but to send you to the God Emperor. If I don't send you here, he will kill my whole family. In fact, in my heart, you are mine
My favorite woman, how could I be willing to give you to someone else?"
Zhao Xiangyi glanced at him with disgust, and the sneer in the corners of her eyes grew stronger. She said to Fayuan: "This kind of scum should not stay in the world, otherwise it will harm many people. Please remove this harm, Master."
The Dharma-destined couple said: "Ms. Xiangyi, I am a monk and I am not allowed to kill."
"Where are those two dozen innocent women? Who did they offend? If the master doesn't kill, are we going to watch helplessly as he continues to send women to that bullshit God Emperor to be raped and killed?" Zhao Xiangyi got up from the bed in excitement.