"Three crimes will be punished together. From now on, Guo Siyuan, the master of Wuling Palace, will be imprisoned in Tianzi Prison. Without the personal order of the Emperor, he will never step out of Tianzi Prison, otherwise the Nine Clans will be killed."
"In addition, Wuling Temple violated the laws of the imperial capital in vain, and its disciples violated the laws of the imperial capital many times. Seeing that Wuling Temple had contributed to the founding of the country and helped the dragon, major crimes can be avoided, but small crimes cannot be escaped. Wuling Palace has been closed for three years.
, within three years, the disciples of Wuling Hall are not allowed to leave the scope of Wuling Hall."
"For three years, Wuling Palace is not allowed to recruit new disciples. Once discovered, they will be killed in front of the mountain gate.
In addition, Chen Xiannian, the city guard, is fully responsible for the three-year detention in Wuling Palace. Anyone who violates the order will be beheaded in public. I appreciate this!"
The eunuch read out all the contents of the imperial edict in one breath. After reading, he slowly closed the edict in his hand, and the golden light in the sky gradually dispersed.
However, the faces of the people kneeling below had different expressions, especially the disciples belonging to Wuling Palace. All of them stared with murderous intent in their eyes.
"Hahaha, His Majesty the Human Emperor is so cruel. If he protects the prince like this, isn't he afraid of chilling the hearts of the people in the world?"
Although Guo Siyuan had already guessed that the Human Emperor would deal with Wuling Palace, he did not expect that the Human Emperor would be so cruel and would not only imprison himself, but also put the entire Wuling Palace under house arrest.
What does it mean to be prohibited from recruiting disciples for three years?
The Human Emperor wants to completely cut off the inheritance of Wuling Palace!
Three years, for these forces, three years almost represents a stage of discipleship.
Three years later, their Wuling Palace will have no younger generation of disciples, and will inevitably be at a disadvantage in the struggle with other sects. By then, the Wuling Palace will only gradually decline.
"Bold Guo Siyuan! Your Majesty, do you want to be cut into pieces?"
The eunuch holding the imperial edict glared, loudly scolded Guo Siyuan in front of him, and raised his hand to point at him. His slender white fingers were wrapped with a faint spiritual power, as if he would take action at the next moment.
"Shattered into thousands of pieces? Hahaha, isn't it because you put me in the sky prison just so that you can use me to control Wuling Palace like other sects?"
"Since His Majesty the Human Emperor is so ruthless, not to mention the old friendship, and thinks that Wuling Palace is a threat to the Liyang Dynasty, it would seem a bit stupid if I don't understand current affairs."
Guo Siyuan laughed heartily, and his body gradually floated up, with strong spiritual power surging around him. Along with the surging spiritual power, the coercion of the Kaitian Palace realm also emanated from him at this moment.
The expressions of the elders of Wuling Palace changed slightly when they saw this scene, and an extremely uneasy feeling surrounded their hearts.
"All disciples of Wuling Palace, listen, I am Guo Siyuan, the thirty-seventh generation master of Wuling Palace. Due to my incompetence, the entire Wuling Palace has fallen into the current crisis. I am sorry for my ancestors, and I am also sorry for the trust of previous palace masters.
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"Starting from today, the entire Wuling Hall will be disbanded. From now on, there will be no Wuling Hall in the world. I wish you all a smooth journey to immortality and no regrets in this life!"
Guo Siyuan's body gradually floated high in the sky, and the spiritual power surging in his body continued to grow stronger. His words, wrapped in spiritual power, were clearly transmitted to the ears of every Wuling Hall disciple.
"No! Master, don't!"
"Guo Siyuan, what are you doing? You are not qualified to make such a decision!"
"Palace Master, don't be impulsive!"
The three elders below were shaking wildly, roaring loudly, and even wanted to rise into the air and pull Guo Siyuan down.
However, as soon as they gathered their spiritual power, they were suppressed by a more powerful force and were unable to move on the ground.
"Three elders,"
However, due to over-exploitation for nearly five hundred years, this vein has been hollowed out by the Lin family. Since a hundred years ago, it has become a prison for the Lin family to hold slaves and prisoners.
The entire mountain is mined on a large scale, and the intricate underground tunnels may collapse at any time. Prisoners and slaves are used to dig out the most dangerous underlying spiritual crystals in the veins. Even if they die, it will have no impact.
"Get in."
Jiang Ming was kicked into a dark earthen room by a servant of the Lin family. His body was instantly unbalanced, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.
The door slammed shut, and the whole room instantly darkened, plunging into endless darkness.
Silence, deathly silence, Jiang Ming fell to the ground and did not move a muscle from beginning to end.
Until early the next morning, when the Lin family's servants opened the door again, he was still lying on the ground.
"What are you pretending to do, pretending to be dead?"
"If you really want to die, just die at the bottom of the mine. Before you die, behave yourself and go mining."
The servants picked up Jiang Ming and carried him out of the earthen house. They stretched out their feet and kicked him in the abdomen, knocking him several meters away. It was not until the severe pain came that Jiang Ming's gray eyes regained some clarity.
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He climbed up from the ground unsteadily.
"Damn it, how could labor and management be so unlucky to be assigned a piece of trash like you?"
Seeing that he was dying, anger rose on the servant's face, and he raised his hand and slapped him.
But the next moment, Jiang Ming suddenly raised his head, a pair of scarlet eyes fixed on him, and a sharp murderous aura emanated from his body, covering his servants.
The servant trembled all over, his face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously took two steps back. At this moment, he seemed to be in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
However, he quickly reacted and quickly lowered his raised hand.
Snapped!
A clear slap sounded, and Jiang Ming's head tilted to the left under the force. Before he could react, the servants rushed up and punched and kicked him.
"How dare you, a slave, scare labor and management? You don't want to live anymore, right? You're a piece of shit."
The fists like raindrops continued to fall, hitting Jiang Ming's body with a dull impact, but he did not make a sound from the beginning to the end, as if these fists did not hit him at all.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that the servants, who had finished breathing, dragged Jiang Ming, with blood on his face, to the entrance of a dark mine.
There were also three skinny men here who were wearing black frames on their backs and looked as black as black coal. The three of them raised their eyes and glanced at Jiang Ming. Their faces were expressionless, and their eyes showed no fluctuations, only indifference.
"Get out before sunset. I'm warning you. It's been three days since you've failed to meet the stipulated portion. If you still fail to meet the stipulated mining limit today, not only will you have no food to eat, I will also reward each of you with twenty lashes."
The servant glanced at several people with his cold gaze, and there was a hint of anger and irritation between his eyebrows.
As soon as he finished speaking, three skinny men carrying backpacks stood up and walked towards the mine.
Under the sinister gaze of his servants, Jiang Ming also staggered into the mine. The mine was deep and winding, extending downwards.
The further down you go, the darker the surroundings become. Only the fluorescent lamps hanging on the stone walls on both sides emit faint light, barely illuminating the way forward.
He didn't know how long he had been walking downwards. The dim environment made him feel that his eyes were gradually blurring, and his consciousness was slightly blurred.