The female cultivator named Lu Shenliang seemed to be using various means to torture her junior brother named Wang Li!
It's just like real torture to extract a confession.
She had previously suspected that this female cultivator from Xuantian Sect was deliberately pretending to be crazy, but now it seemed that this female cultivator was really seriously ill.
This Wang Li... is really having a hard time surviving.
For a moment, looking at such a scene, she couldn't help but sympathize with Wang Li.
At the same time, she felt a little relieved. No wonder this monk in the Qi Refining Stage had such a tenacious consciousness and was able to act as if nothing had happened under the mental pressure of the Golden Pill monk. It turned out that he often suffered such torture on weekdays.
"Will you tell me or not?"
Lu Shenliang's search for magic was unsuccessful. She didn't find any clues, but she didn't want to give up, so she used other methods.
Dozens of strands of light, thinner than hair, flowed out from her fingertips and pierced into Wang Li's blood.
Wang Li's whole body was numb and itchy. His body kept twisting in the air, and his face was a little distorted. "Senior sister, what on earth did I say? You ask me, I still want to ask you."
"Bah, you still dare to be so harsh!"
Lu Shenliang glared angrily, and streaks of bright lightning fell from the sky. These thunders followed the light strands and hit Wang Li's body. Wang Li was suddenly shaken by the electricity, and his hair stood on end.
Wang Li's tongue was numbed by the electric shock, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. He really wanted to cry without tears.
He had thought about whether to torture his senior sister to extract a confession before, but he just had no chance. Why did it suddenly become his senior sister to actually torture him to confess?
"Let's see how long you can be so brave." Lu Shenliang saw that such methods were of no use to Wang Li. She took a deep breath, frowned, and the shoes on Wang Li's feet, which were hanging upside down, flew into the air.
Flying up, the two bare feet faced the sky. At the same time, several soft, feather-like white vitality appeared on the soles of Wang Li's feet, constantly flicking gently.
Wang Li's eyes suddenly bulged.
"Senior sister, don't be so vicious!"
He had just suppressed such a complete sentence, and then he was already itching unbearably. His body was restrained by vitality and could not move. He was laughing and wailing at the same time.
"..." He Lingxiu got goosebumps when she saw it.
Such a terrifying scene made her even consider quitting.
She felt like the soles of her feet were itching.
"You really don't know?" Lu Shenliang tortured Wang Li for a moment, then suddenly stopped and asked seriously.
"I wish I had told you earlier, but I still asked you for a long time, trying to find the reason from you, and you still asked me!" Wang Li shouted with a distorted face.
"Strange! What if you really didn't know about it?"
Lu Shenliang thought for a moment, but was unable to do anything. Finally, she decided to stop. She turned Wang Li around and put him on the ground.
But in the blink of an eye, she couldn't help but say: "It seems that the kind of torture just now is quite fun."
"Don't..." Wang Li's face turned pale.
But in the blink of an eye, the numbness and itching all over his body subsided, and he felt quite comfortable.
"I can't have such thoughts." He couldn't help but slap his face, feeling that his thoughts were a bit evil and perverted.
"Someone is here, we have met this person." At this moment, Lu Shenliang completely regained his composure and said to him.
At this time, He Lingxiu, who was still hesitating to see these two people under this solitary peak, was horrified again. She intuitively felt a spiritual consciousness that was as physical as falling on her body.
In the next moment, a jet of black-gold sword light fell above her head like a meteorite falling to the ground.
Her face suddenly became serious.
The strength of this female cultivator's spiritual consciousness far exceeded her expectations, and the speed of the sword light... Even if she wanted to escape, it was too late.
The black-gold sword light that fell to the ground like a meteorite suddenly turned around a few feet away from the ground, and then landed very softly. The moment it was about to make real contact with the ground, the Xuantian sword light disappeared quietly. Lu Shenliang
He and Wang Li stepped on the ground without any impact at all.
"I've seen you."
Lu Shenliang didn't talk nonsense at all. She looked at He Lingxiu and said: "You are the female cultivator behind Master Wuyang, and you are a disciple of Huayang Sect."
He Lingxiu frowned slightly.
She still looks the same as she did in the Burnt Wood Market. Her transformation spell is so magical that ordinary Jindan monks can't see through it at all, but the Candan monk from the Xuantian Sect in front of her can see through her at a glance.
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Looking at Lu Shenliang across from her, the strange feeling in her heart became more and more intense.
At this moment, she felt that Lu Shenliang seemed to be in a normal state, but why was the scene she saw just now so crazy, and was he madly torturing her junior brother who was dependent on her for life?
As soon as she thought about this, she couldn't help but glance at Wang Li.
What made her stunned and couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth was that she saw that Wang Li was still barefoot.
"Why, did you come here from Huayang Sect just to see my junior brother's feet?" Lu Shenliang noticed her gaze, and her tone suddenly became unkind.
"I'm not coming from Huayang Sect, I'm coming from Jiaomu Market." He Lingxiu was also used to seeing wind and waves. She looked away from Wang Li's bare feet as if nothing had happened, and then said: "I'm here
The reason I meet you is not about the Yin Lei Umbrella, but there is a business in the Burnt Wood Market, and I want to ask two fellow Taoists if they will take it."
Lu Shenliang looked at her seriously and said without any nonsense, "What business?"
"Lead the way to the Qibao Ancient Domain and search and rescue a few monks who may have fallen into it." He Lingxiu looked into her eyes calmly and said.
Lu Shenliang glanced at Wang Li.
Wang Li, who was originally obedient and sizing up He Lingxiu, was suddenly startled.
He was very surprised.
Because logically speaking, Lu Shenliang has the final say in this matter, but looking at the look in Lu Shenliang's eyes at this moment, it seems that he is being asked to make up his mind on this matter.
"No!" He immediately shook his head and said very simply.
He knew very well what kind of place the Burnt Wood Market was, and the business related to such a market was definitely not a simple business.
What's more, in his opinion, this female cultivator from the Huayang Sect also seemed a little weird.
Although he knew almost nothing about He Lingxiu, he had some impression of He Lingxiu being behind Master Wuyang that day.
How could such a young female disciple of the Huayang Sect be so closely involved with the Jiaomu Market?
The more he thought about it, the more trouble he felt there was.
Seeing his categorical refusal, He Lingxiu smiled and said: "Seven million spiritual sand."
Wang Li immediately said seriously: "It's not impossible to talk about it."
This result did not seem to be beyond He Lingxiu's expectation. Her smile became brighter and she said: "To be honest, I think you can seriously consider it. You risked the catastrophe of Tonghui Patriarch and got Yin Lei."
Umbrella, the value obtained is only about 7 million spiritual sand, and this business is very simple. You only need to bring a few monks into the Qibao Ancient Domain. As long as they are brought near the Bone Burial Tower, your task will be completed.
It’s considered complete. As far as I know, you have entered the Qibao Ancient Territory at least twice. Although others’ opinions change when they hear about the Chaos Continent Territory, for you, this should be effortless.”
Wang Li sneered, "How can it be worth seven million spiritual sands without any effort?"
He Lingxiu wasn't angry either. She chuckled, looked at his feet, and said deliberately: "Are you cool?"
"good."
Wang Li, however, remained calm and said, "At least 60% in advance."
He Lingxiu said disdainfully: "The rule is 40%."
Wang Lidao: "At least 50%. You came here specifically to find us. You must also think that I have the best chance of success if I go. And the most important thing is that this matter must be urgent. If you go late, you may be able to enter smoothly.
Deep in the Qibao Ancient Territory, the few monks you are looking for may not even have their bones left."