If the only person you can talk to dies unfortunately, then these three hundred years will be difficult.
The voices of other iron-headed men came from above: "Hey, people from District 15, why do you have so many left? Don't you usually give them a bath?"
He meant that there were too many people left in Sun Weiming's area. A closer look revealed that there were about fifty Iron Man prisoners in total, and most of the areas were in twos and threes. It was obvious that these fifteen areas were quite polite to Sun Weiming and the others.
"Hey, District 13 has sent it. If you don't come, the time will be up."
An iron man prisoner was hung from above, and Sun Weiming quickly raised his consciousness: "Senior Fanchan, is that you?"
When there was no response, Sun Weiming became anxious and said again: "Senior Fanchan, please speak!"
There was still no response. The Iron Man of District Thirteen was not him. Sun Weiming felt a chill in his heart, and all hope was lost.
Unexpectedly, he still couldn't support it anymore, alas...
"Time's up, turn on the furnace." A commanding voice came from above.
The flames were flying high below, and iron tools easily absorb heat. All of a sudden, the whole body was red, as if it was about to melt. There was the true essence of life. Although this kind of fire was not fatal, it was very uncomfortable. The taste of barbecue was painful to the heart.
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Suddenly, a trace of Sanskrit sound floated up. This was a consciousness coming from outside. Sun Weiming hurriedly asked: "Is it Senior Fanchan?"
The chants continued, but no one responded to my questions.
The burning heat on the body is subsided, but the intensity of the fire is getting higher and higher. Could it be that this Sanskrit sound helps us resist the heat?
The stronger the fire, the cooler it feels. This is really magical.
After an unknown amount of time, the fire in the furnace stopped and the Sanskrit sounds disappeared. At this time, I felt that my body was unbearably hot. However, Sun Weiming could face this little trouble without even using his patience.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't answer what you just said. I'm Fanchan."
Sun Weiming was extremely surprised: "Senior, you are still here, that's great!"
"Well, I just had to meditate and recite the cooling spell. I don't know how effective it would be without the help of my skills."
"Senior, there's no burning sensation at all!" It turned out that it was only thanks to Senior Fanchan's spell that he could escape the disaster.
"That's great, maybe it can save some lives." Fan Chan's voice was tired but filled with joy.
"Senior is really amazing!" Sun Weiming sighed sincerely.
"Just doing your duty. By the way, have you practiced the Vairocana Relic during this time?"
I'm really ashamed. Am I wasting my life? This senior Fanchan in front of me is so optimistic and hardworking despite being in a bad situation. Sun Weiming couldn't help but thought with a little shame.
He didn't know that Sun Weiming was a lazy man, so he said: "The fire has just gone out, so it is impossible to turn on the stove immediately. Did you find any problems when you practiced the Great Sun Magic Technique? Maybe I can help."
Sun Weiming quickly took the time to ask questions, so I asked him questions and answered them, and he became Sun Weiming's best mentor.
At this time, the lid above the stove was opened, and the iron prisoners were lifted up one by one.
At this time, an iron-headed man started shouting: "How is it possible? Two people in my area are alive."
The iron-headed men in other districts hurriedly hung up their prisoners. Among the two iron-headed men in charge of Sun Weiming's district, one was crying and the other was very happy.
"Wow... Ha! Ha! Now I'm crazy." The iron-headed man who bet on someone's life laughed.
The defeated Iron Head yelled: "It's impossible, four of them are not dead, damn it!" He kicked Sun Weiming and the other four prisoners bitterly.
At this time, a loud roar was heard: "Report to each district."
"Two prisoners in the first area entered purgatory, and two are actually alive."
"One prisoner in the second area entered purgatory, and one is actually alive."
"The third area..."
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"There are four prisoners in the Fifteenth District who were sent to purgatory, and there are actually four left." The iron-headed man who won the money shouted cheerfully.
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Unexpectedly, not a single prisoner died. These iron-headed men were shocked and discussed in confusion: "How could this happen?"
"In the history of history, I have never seen Purgatory without half a person dying."
"The survival rate in Purgatory used to be 23%. How can it be possible to survive 100% today?"
The scene was commotion, and there was another loud roar: "Check to see if there is something wrong with the stove."
An iron-headed man hurried down and heard from below: "Head, that's right, there are traces of fire."
The leader shouted: "Forget it, send them back, we will discuss this matter later."
The iron-headed man who won the money was singing while transporting it, and he joked: "It's not unfair for you to lose. Didn't you see that today you have shattered everyone's eyes?"
The loser was furious, and when he reached pool No. 15, he threw Sun Weiming and the others down one by one, and then pulled up the fence vigorously.
This Brahma Chan is really amazing. He saved all the people. I don’t know how he could send out the cooling spell without the help of skill.
Sun Weiming recalled that in the blazing furnace, traces of Sanskrit sounds floated clearly into his ears. Perhaps the mysterious spiritual technique he practiced really had special power.
The world was quiet again, but Sun Weiming was not at peace inside.
Sun Weiming could not ignore what Fan Chan told him, so he calmed down and began to use his consciousness to practice the Great Sun Skill. Although Sun Weiming could not understand the actual situation of the Vairocana relics in his body, Sun Weiming was convinced that his interpretation had made great progress.
progress.
The losing Ironhead came to splash water every once in a while, which troubled Sun Weiming and the others. However, Sun Weiming could feel that the other four people also had a stubborn will to survive. Knowing that there were people beside him who were fighting against the same predicament as him, he felt much more at ease.
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After some time, the fence was opened again, and the iron-headed man who had won the money before spoke: "Dear friends, are you all still alive? Today I want you to go to Shuangxue Hall to take a bath."
He hung up Sun Weiming and others one by one, making a tut-tutting sound from his mouth, and shouted: "You are really invincible cockroaches, not even half of them died. Now, our District 15 will be prestigious again."
He threw Sun Weiming and the others onto the track, wondering what kind of torture was waiting ahead.
These iron-headed men 'planted' Sun Weiming and others in the ice cave one by one. Some people even joked: "Stay well. When you can't stand it anymore, don't be polite. Just bite the suicide tablet and you will be free. Wait a moment, there will be
The temperature of a thousand degrees below zero is here to greet you, ha..."
Another person said: "Last time in the Fire Refining Hall, none of you died. The survival rate of this Frost and Snow Hall is even lower, only 12%. Don't hold on, it's too painful to suffer, ha! Ha!"
These perverted guys seem to enjoy teasing people.
Soon, Sun Weiming and others were like radishes, with only their heads sticking out of the cave. The extreme low temperature made their bodies numb.
"Do you want to add a cover? Boss." asked an iron-headed man.
The leader shouted: "Of course, we made them escape unscathed last time. If we don't give them any strength this time, who are we?"
It’s not fun this time. Even my head was pressed into the ice cave. I was ready to sink myself into patience.