Chapter 167 Purgatory Prison [!!!]

Purgatory.

Except for more than 20 superiors, there are only two Elders of Yunguang, but they are not from the Soul Refinement Sect, but only two elders of Baicaomen in southern Xinjiang, only because the Baicaomen were subdued by the Soul Refinement Sect, so from the top of the door to the elders and the head of the teaching to the elder disciples, they all obeyed the orders of the Soul Sect.

The disciples guarding this place are naturally not valued, so they came to suffer this idle business.

Because of leisure, we began to talk soon.

"In recent days, I don't know why I always want to capture the lives of Middle-earth who are enemies of us. Wouldn't it be better to kill them on the spot?"

After one person said, another replied, "It is said that the soul refining sect extracts the soul of the human body and practices. If the soul is removed, the body will die. But the Soul Refinement Sect has subdued countless tribes, Miao villages, sects, and countless practitioners in southern Xinjiang, so these bodies are not easy to abandon.

"Isn't it?"

"Not bad." The man nodded and said, "I heard that these captured Middle-earth monks can be lucky enough to survive for a period of time and practice certain skills. The practice is successful, the body is strong, and the soul is also strengthened a little. First, the soul refining sect is used to refine treasures or practice, which is more useful. The remaining body is used to refine corpses or refine corpses. The corpse is even more successful with half the effort.

"Oh?" The person who asked before was quite surprised.

A disciple of about 40 years old laughed and said, "In this way, he also needs to provide skills and practice. When the practice is successful, he will be slaughtered again. The soul is pulled away by the soul refining sect, and the body is taken away by the people who refiners. But in this case, it is like raising livestock?"

The rest of them laughed and answered, "It is the livestock that are raised, but the livestock should be divided into different species. These imprisoned Middle-earth monks are also divided into immortal disciples, first-class sect brothers, second-rate sects and ordinary scattered people."

"That's right, the cultivation of the disciples of the Xianzong sect are generally high, and they have good knowledge. They have a deep understanding of practice and have quite insights. The skills given by the Soul Refinement Sect are the fastest to enter the country."

"It's a pity that we are just guarding the purgatory prison, but we are not allowed to get close to these immortal disciples, otherwise we will force them to ask about the immortal sect's skills, as well as some cultivation cognition and practice opinions, which is also of great benefit to us."

Several people are still talking enthusiastically, and someone is coming ahead.

is led by a middle-aged man in black. Behind him is a young man in blue, and then there are more than a dozen outstanding disciples from the southern Xinjiang sect. Only after his sect or tribe were subdued by the soul refining sect, he condescends to the middle-aged man in black and the young man in blue.

These guard disciples immediately got up and bowed to salute.

The middle-aged man in black said, "I captured two immortal disciples and more than a dozen disciples of ordinary sects. You opened the purgatory prison and locked them in. When they suffered, they would teach them skills."

The guard disciples all nodded and went forward to bring the dozen captured Middle-earth disciples.

All of these disciples were hammered into the meridians by locked soul wooden nails and lost their true spirit. If they were ordinary people, they had no more divine channel skills and had to be pushed by others.

The forty-year-old guard disciple came to a cold young man and saw that he was still calm under such circumstances, and there was no fear on his face, which made him secretly angry and kicked the cold young man on the knee and wanted him to kneel down.

But he didn't expect that the cold and resolute young man didn't move at all. He turned his head and looked at him faintly.

The guard disciple seemed to see a cold light flashed in the eyes of the cold young man, and suddenly felt a little fear in his heart, but he remembered that the other party had been hammered into the soul nail, which was no different from ordinary people. He was furious and was about to teach him some lessons, but he remembered that look. He couldn't help but slow down and only pushed the cold young man. The past.

Ling Sheng did not resist, but felt a little happy in his heart and said secretly, "This seems to be the land where Middle-earth monks are imprisoned. Although I don't know why this evil sect captured Middle-earth monks, since there is such a residence, Brother Heishi must not have any worries about his life."

The guard disciple pushed Ling Sheng into purgatory.

Looking at the back of the young man, the middle-aged man in black frowned. He always had some scruples about this young man who had not resisted and was captured, but the lock of the soul wooden nail did not destroy it. But somehow, he always felt that it was not that simple. He had the intention to kill the young man along the way, but he felt a pity. If you kill someone like this, you will have to write less in the credit book. At that time, you will be weaker to compete with your old an old anior.

The older guard disciple bowed and said, "In recent days, three disciples of the immortal sect have been successful in practice, strong in physique, and their souls have also increased a lot. Brother, do you want to take it away?"

The middle-aged man in black turned his head and looked at the young man and said, "I have been quite tired of refining treasures recently, and I don't have the power to extract my soul, so I'll give it to you."

The young man in blue smiled and said, "Since my brother is so polite, I have the cheek to accept it. When I absorb the soul, the bodies will be left for a few days. After a few days, they will take them away and send them to those affiliated sects specializing in refining corpses."

The middle-aged man in black nodded.

......

Ling Sheng entered the purgatory prison and was imprisoned in a crack in the mountain wall.

The purgatory prison was built on the mountain, chiseled many pits, big or small, and served as a cell. It only threw people in, closed the prison door, and was not afraid of those imprisoned inside to escape.

Ling Sheng took a closer look and saw that the material of the prison door was unique, and there was a rune imprint on it, which was very stable. And the surrounding rock wall, with horns, is just a pit that can be used as a cell. In order to prevent someone from breaking the mountain wall from escaping, the mountain wall is also painted with a layer of prohibition, which is more stable than the copper wall and iron wall.

Ling Sheng secretly said, "Generally, when monks are hammered into the wooden nail of the locked soul, they lose their skills. They are no different from ordinary people and are difficult to escape. But this purgatory prison has built such a special prison door and painted the mountain wall with prohibition, which is really cautious.

The thought in his heart just turned around, and Ling Sheng whispered, "Monkey, come and find out if there is my brother Heixi in the nearby cell."

The black monkey answered, explored along the mountain wall, felt it one by one, and went to find the Black Xi brother according to Ling Sheng's appearance.

Ling Sheng, who has experienced life and death without changing his color, is a little nervous at this time, afraid that he will not find anyone, and even more afraid that he will find a corpse in the end.

Ling Sheng gritted his teeth and clenched his palm.

The black monkey received the perception and said, "I have found out the usefulness of this purgatory prison."

Ling Sheng's eyebrows sank, and his anger overflowed faintly. He said in a low voice: "Purgatory prison has a fart use. What does it have to do with me? Am I asking you to check this?

The black monkey suddenly grinned and said, "You boy can't stand the scare. Well, I told you that your brother is still there. He is not only not dead, but also living a good life."

Ling Sheng was immediately relieved and asked, "Where is his cell?"