Eternal Tranquility

From the moment he entered this place called Si Huiyuan, Liu Qinghuan's ears have been filled with all kinds of miserable cries. However, compared to the previous place, the sounds coming from this door made him shudder just by listening to them. It was hard to What kind of torture did the people inside have to endure before they could let out such miserable screams that no longer sounded like human voices.

Liu Qinghuan followed Niu Er and walked into the door. At a glance, he saw a person lying on the stone platform in the middle of the room. His whole body was bound by a black stream of light like a chain. His eyes were bulging, and the scream came from his mouth. of.

There were a few people in the room, but they just turned their heads and looked at them indifferently, ignoring them.

One of them was standing next to the stone platform, holding a paper-thin knife in his hand, and was slowly cutting the monk on the platform.

Liu Qinghuan was horrified. In addition to the blood dripping from each cut, there was also a trace of the opponent's soul attached to it!

Generally speaking, monks are extremely tolerant of physical pain. They have become accustomed to all kinds of pain from the physical body during their cultivation, and their minds have been trained like steel poured into iron.

However, even if they are empty-level monks like them, their souls have been condensed to a certain state, and they are still extremely fragile. When the soul is injured, the devastating pain cannot be endured by endurance.

The monk who was tied up and unable to move had his face distorted by pain. He gradually became unable to scream and his eyes were distracted and desperate.

Liu Qinghuan felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart: killing someone is just a nod, the other person is a monk no matter what, why should he torture people like this!

"Why is this happening?" He asked Niu Er in a low voice: "Even if he does something evil, just kill this person and it will be over."

Niu Er's face turned solemn, and he said righteously: "How can that be done! If you regret, you must always give people a chance to repent and change over. Killing alone cannot stop the evil in this world!"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked by what he said: "If you torture him in this way, will he repent?"

Dissatisfaction appeared on Niu Er's face: "Is this torture? This is punishment, because he deserves the punishment for the evil things he did before!"

Liu Qinghuan endured it, but couldn't help but said: "The good and evil done by monks are judged by the way of heaven, and the punishment should be handed down by the way of heaven."

Niu Er looked at him with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes and said: "In the mortal world, there are government agencies to punish sins, and after death, there is still a pen of judgment in the underworld, but in our world of immortality, we have always allowed the most evil people to go unpunished. If If you only hope in the way of heaven, the evil way will only become more and more prosperous, and the righteous way will not exist!"

Liu Qinghuan finally understood. Si Huiyuan turned out to be such a place. Is his ambition too big?

You should know that even in the Mingshan Battlefield, the prisons set up in Xingtian City and Sin Qi Palace, they only imprisoned enemy monks and rarely punished them.

However, after getting along with each other for a period of time, Liu Qinghuan also sensed some of Niu Er's temperament. He did not say these words, but said: "I dare to ask my friend, do you know who built Si Huiyuan, or where it belongs?" power?"

Niu Er showed a secret smile with a hint of pride and lowered his voice and said: "We are so sorry for what we have. I heard that the owner who built this place came down from above!"

He raised his finger and pointed upward.

"Above?" Liu Qinghuan asked doubtfully, "Qing Ming?"

"Qing Ming is nothing." Niu Er said disdainfully: "I'm talking about the fairy world!"

"Fairy World!"

"Oh, please keep your voice down! Just know it yourself, don't tell others."

Liu Qinghuan was extremely shocked. Was this Siguiyuan built by people from the immortal world? !

After calming down, he asked: "Is that immortal in the abyss at this time?"

"How did I know that?" Niu Er rolled his eyes: "Then how could such a big shot show up casually? Even if we are here, we can't see him."

After he finished speaking, he ignored him and turned to look at the torture going on in the room with interest.

Liu Qinghuan lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

So far, he is not sure whether he is in an illusion, but if everything here is real, Si Huiyuan will have a great future!

Then, he thought that the tower he came in before was also a thing from the fairy world, right? Otherwise, why would he be sent here with so many secret fairy texts above.

However, he still hasn't figured out what he came here to do, and where is the so-called inheritance. Is he really going to be the jailer of Nao Shizi?

After the torture was finally over, Niu Er reluctantly returned to the prison with Liu Qinghuan, and said: "We usually don't have much to do here. You and I take turns, and we need to inspect the magic circle every few days. Are they loose? Those guys inside are not honest. In addition, sometimes the prison will come to pick people up or send people in to pick them up."

And gave him a token and array disk.

Liu Qinghuan took it, thought about it and asked, "Then do we have time to practice?"

"Yes, there are people who come and rotate every few years, and they can practice for a period of time. There are several rooms next to here. You can choose one and you can practice on a regular basis."

Liu Qinghuan sighed helplessly in his heart. He couldn't find a way to leave Sihuiyuan now, and he wasn't sure if this was a test set by the tower. He could only take one step at a time.

Fortunately, for him, as long as he has the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, it makes no difference where he practices.

The entire space of Sihuiyuan is not large. It is surrounded by towering mountains. Beyond the mountains is endless void, and the large formation prohibition blocks the way out.

Liu Qinghuan also quickly understood what the male cultivator whom he had never seen again meant when he said, "You will be driven crazy if you stay too long."

There are hundreds of monks who are said to have done great evil, and various screams and wails echo from time to time. The atmosphere is depressing and heavy. Most of the guards had sullen faces all day long, and they were wary when interacting with each other. Everyone kept their own affairs secret.

But Niu Er is not among them.

This man's mind has probably been twisted. Judging from his appearance, he clearly enjoys such an environment and even wants to be transferred to prison and become an executioner.

Liu Qinghuan didn't want to have much contact with him. When he had nothing to do, he would stay in his room to practice. When it was his turn to be on duty, he would go to the prison for a walk.

"Hey!" That day, when he was patrolling, a call came from the dungeon beside him: "Newcomer, come here, let's talk."

Liu Qinghuan paused for a moment, then continued walking forward as if he hadn't heard.

No matter where they are, there are situations where students are bullied, and these monks who are imprisoned here are even more so. They know how to find flaws in others. For example, when the male cultivator was there before, they wailed loudly, but when it was Niu Er's turn, they became silent.

Therefore, he usually has an expressionless face and ignores these people.

"Hey, don't leave. Don't you want to know how we were all caught here? Did Niu Er say that we all committed great evil deeds? Did he say that Si Huiyuan's master is an immortal? Hahahaha! That's bullshit. Immortal! He is just a wretch who was kicked out of the fairy world!"