Five Immortals Gate

"Fake monk, I don't care what you do? This man is a cultivator of the Refining Void Realm. I want to see equal value, otherwise you can die!"

The shrill voice of Fanan came from behind, and at the same time, with a "boom" sound, the extremely heavy stone door closed behind Li Yan.

Although Li Yan did not look back, he could sense that Fanan flew away in an instant.

He also saw three figures flashing into the air from the pupils of the monk who looked at him.

Fanan was so obedient today, so after a deterrent, he did not torture him.

"Fake monk, you got a big bargain, it turned out to be a cultivator of the Refining Void Realm!"

"With such a person, why didn't Lord Fanan give me this place!"

"Damn, Monk Fa Ke can get the elixir again this time!"

"…………"

In an instant, Li Yan heard several words coming from nearby, which were the voices pleading with Fanan before.

But at this moment, the tone of these people was full of infinite jealousy.

At this time, the tall and thin monk standing opposite Li Yan, the excitement in his eyes instantly became stronger.

He finally knew why Master Fanan finally arranged this person here.

In addition to his loyalty, there were only a few people here who could deal with such a powerful new cultivator, and he was one of them.

Besides, he really lacked manpower, and he had looked for Master Fanan several times, and the other party naturally handed this person over to him.

Originally, cultivators who could enter here above the Refining Void were extremely rare, and it was almost impossible to capture such cultivators alive.

And the monk Fa became the unlucky person, because he was seriously injured after a big battle with Ren Da...

The two cultivators behind the stone house also walked behind the monk, with a blazing light in their eyes.

There were also two skinny monks, one was only as tall as Li Yan's chest, and the other was as thin as a bamboo pole. On the contrary, the skinny monk looked very "robust".

"Boy, I am the captain here. In addition to the masters of the Netherworld, all your actions in the future must be approved by me.

What I say is what it is, and there must be no violation. Do you hear me?"

The skinny monk stared at Li Yan, and Li Yan nodded surprisingly after hearing it.

This made the skinny monk want to take action immediately and give the other party a blow, but he paused, and then he continued to ask.

"What's your name?"

The skinny monk stared at Li Yan's face and asked in a bad tone.

"Li Yan!"

Li Yan stood there and answered calmly.

"The Lianxu monk...has not appeared for many years. Did he come from the fairy world?"

The skinny monk continued to ask, he was very eager to get information from the outside world.

And this is the only way to get news from the outside world at present, but this is also the only thing he can squeeze out of Li Yan now.

All the monks who came here, what else they can have left on them, have been plundered long ago.

However, even if this person cooperates quite well later, he will still teach him a lesson after asking questions.

This is also the rule here, let Li Yan recognize his status, so that he can do things obediently later.

"Your name is Fa Ke? I just came here, can you tell me about the situation here?"

The next moment, the three skinny monks heard Li Yan's question in return. His tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

For a moment, the time here seemed to be frozen, but only a few breaths later, two angry voices rang out.

"You want to die? Master Fake is asking you questions. Are you looking for death?"

"How dare you! When is it your turn to speak freely here?"

The two voices suddenly spread out, and then several jokes and laughter came from the nearby stone house.

"Bald donkey, it seems that the newcomer is provoking you!"

"Fake, what are you doing, hahaha..."

Li Yan's voice just now was very light and low, as if he was afraid to speak loudly.

The heavy stone wall made it impossible for other people in the nearby cells to hear what Li Yan answered.

But the next moment, they guessed what happened here from the furious voices of the two men under Master Fake.

They were all old and experienced, and they had already thought that the newcomer would speak rudely, and some people couldn't help but laugh at them.

Monk Fake's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and without saying much, he took a step forward and slapped Li Yan's face...

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A few muffled sounds were heard in an instant.

Then, only in the row of cells opposite Monk Fake, someone seemed to vaguely see what happened here.

In the cells in the entire courtyard, only those near the windows could use some blue and red light from the sky, and it was pitch black inside.

Because these people's bodies were damaged to varying degrees here, the distance of nearly a thousand feet, plus the darkness in the stone house, could not see clearly.

In Monk Fake's stone house, at the same time as a few muffled sounds and groans were heard, everything was immersed in the darkness behind the stone house...

Fake monk felt a burst of severe pain in his sternum, and there was a sound of friction, which made him wake up immediately in this severe pain.

Because of the mutual friction on the bones, he was in unbearable pain, and his body twisted constantly.

At the same time, his head was still dizzy, and he didn't know what had just happened, but he instinctively wanted to open his mouth and scream.

But his face was immediately stepped on heavily by a big foot, and he could only make some "chi chi" exhalation sounds and vague whimpers.

A calm voice came from the darkness.

"Be honest, I ask you questions, and you answer them. If there is something that makes me dissatisfied, you will pay the price!"

Just as this voice ended, Fake monk felt something suddenly hit his chest at that position.

The bones under heavy pressure immediately felt another severe pain, which made him try hard to twist his body and scream out loudly, but everything was in vain.

Half of Fake's face was stepped on by the foot, and his chest was pressed on by something. His arms could not exert any strength at all.

Now he could only keep kicking and rubbing his feet on the ground, but he felt like a mountain was pressing on his body and he could not get rid of it at all.

In the darkness, with his side face stepped on the ground, Monk Fake could see some scenes in the house with the corner of his eyes.

Not far away from him, two of his men were lying there like two dead bodies, motionless.

He looked up as far as he could, and there was a black shadow with one foot stepping on his face, and the man seemed to be holding a huge wooden board in his hand.

The other end of the thing was heavily poking at his chest, and the other party seemed to be gently turning the wooden board with one hand.

The severe pain in his chest was the piercing pain that continued to come with the other party's gentle rotation...

"Did you hear what I said? Blink and let me show that you understand!"

The voice came again from above, and the figure looked down from above, giving Monk Fake a strong sense of oppression.

He suddenly thought of one thing, whether he and Lord Fanan had miscalculated, and the other party's physical strength was stronger than his...

In a trance, he immediately felt a stronger pain in his chest.

"Shhhhh..."

The corners of Monk Fake's mouth that were stepped on kept making exhalation sounds, and he felt that he might be about to break his bones and tendons.

If this happened here, once he went out, he would be close to death, and he immediately panicked!

"Did you not hear what I said clearly? Why didn't you blink? Did I not say it clearly enough? Or do you just don't want to answer?"

In the darkness, the voice from above was like a demon, and the wooden board in his hand twisted again at the same time.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

A series of sounds of bones being overwhelmed suddenly came from the sternum of Monk Fake.

Monk Fake's eyes rolled back immediately and he almost fainted. He felt that his life was slipping away, so he began to blink desperately.

But if someone saw him, he would have rolled his eyes non-stop...

"Very good, it seems that our first step of getting to know each other was not bad!

You must answer my questions truthfully, and don't bully me because I'm new here, because the adults are the ones who dominate here.

You are just stronger in your physical body, and I think I can completely replace you in front of Master Fanan.

Later, I will knock you out, and then ask the other two the same question, if your answers are different.

And finally...if I know that one of you is deceiving me...

Hehe, although I can't beat you to death, I will let you "enjoy" this every day!"

The voice of the devil came again from above, and the fear of Monk Fake at this time was like the black shadow above, covering the sky and filling his entire field of vision...

This newcomer seemed to know the rules here, and how could the other party be so strong, he was a body-refining monk.

The only way he could express himself at the moment was to continue blinking his eyes desperately...

More than an hour later, Li Yan sat cross-legged on a wooden board with his back against the wall, blending his figure into the darkness.

On his side, Monk Fake and the other two were also sitting side by side against the side wall with bruised faces and noses. The three of them sat very neatly and well-behaved.

At this moment, they were looking at the person in the darkness opposite with horror.

The three of them were trembling all over, and they didn't even dare to breathe, because the person opposite had just said that he needed quiet.

So, the three of them just wanted to blend themselves into the darkness desperately so that the other party couldn't see them, just like an ostrich trying to bury its head in the sand.

That person had knocked them out three times in the previous period of time, and every time they woke up, the other party's cold voice asked again.

If the answer to a certain question before may be inconsistent, and different results appear, it will bring endless torture and pain.

And this person seemed to be extremely mentally twisted. While constantly torturing and torturing them, he also didn't let them make any sound at all, forcing them to hold it back.

This is different from the people here. While torturing others, they often like to hear the other person's screams and pleas.

This person calmly told them that they must suppress their voices. If they couldn't do it, he would help them do it, and they would be tortured even more painfully...

Many of the questions asked by the other party were repeated, repeated continuously, intertwined, and repeated from different angles...

As long as they were in a trance, they might not react. After what they said, they would be tortured by the other party without mercy.

And the other party, like a mental disorder, repeatedly asked questions that he had asked countless times in more than an hour.

If the three people were not afraid that their souls would be taken away by the ghosts here after death, they would even have the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Li Yan sat in the dark, he opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the darkness in front of him...

When he closed the stone door and said that sentence, he remembered the similar words that Fanan said a few days ago.

Fanan's words meant that he should not let the monks here beat him to death, because he still had a lot of use.

At that moment, Li Yan had already determined some plans that were originally unclear. He just needed to make plans through observation.

And he saw the creatures that appeared here. Everyone was locked up here, and they were not ghosts from the underworld, so the situation was basically the same.

But before that, Li Yan still wanted to see the situation again. He wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible, which was also his usual habit.

But after listening to a few words from Monk Fa Ke, Li Yan knew that the principle followed here was the typical law of the jungle.

If he was beaten today, he would definitely be humiliated every day in the future.

And he suddenly thought of one thing. He is now very different from before. He is not actively hiding his cultivation.

It is reasonable to be afraid of ghosts from the underworld.

But if you are afraid of these people, then nine out of ten will really attract the attention of Fa Nan, after all, your strength is there.

Even if there is only some physical strength left, a cultivator who can cultivate to the realm of refining emptiness will not be so cowardly.

He had only two choices, either to be beaten by Monk Fake continuously, or to be dragged out by Fa Nan to be punished and beaten after beating Fake and the other two.

In any case, he would probably not escape the fate of being beaten, and Li Yan heard the shouting in the nearby cells, and they did not seem to be afraid of Monk Fake.

Then he thought of Fake saying that he was the squad leader here, and the identities of those people were most likely the squad leaders in each cell.

No matter how stupid Li Yan was, he could figure out that each squad leader was either a person designated by the ghosts of the underworld, or the strongest person in that cell.

Since they were living beings, of course they could not be born here, nor could they be high and mighty as soon as they arrived.

Since they might be beaten whether they lived or died, and it was very likely that the squad leader here would speak with strength, Li Yan immediately chose to take a gamble!

Just when Monk Fake struck him with a palm, Li Yan sensed the power contained in the palm wind of the opponent, and immediately knew that the opponent was a physical cultivator...

At this moment, in the dark shadow, Li Yan's mind was constantly sorting out some of the information he had obtained.

"It's really troublesome if I can't search the soul!"

This was the first thought that emerged in Li Yan's mind.

After losing his cultivation, it was too troublesome to interrogate people like this. Not only was the speed slow, but it was also very difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

And the questions Li Yan asked should also be considered as appropriate. Everything that happened here, that Fanan couldn't be unaware of it.

The reason why the opponent didn't show up all the time, Li Yan guessed that it was because of the situation he had imagined, and it had not touched his bottom line.

So after he took action, Fanan didn't show up, which made Li Yan feel relieved, and the questions he asked afterwards certainly couldn't be too secretive.

Li Yan was just sorting out these messages, and he had some expectations, but his heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley...

This is the Netherworld, and it is also the Shura Prison Level 1 mentioned by Fanan. The strongest here is not the Underworld Emperor, but the God of Hell.

This is equivalent to the Mahayana realm among cultivators, and there are powerful and terrifying beings with boundless magic power!

And in the realm above, even if they are ghosts, they will be truly ranked in the immortal class, and they will have their own place in the true immortal world.

The situation of that highest realm in the netherworld is not something that these three people can know.

Monk Fa Ke and the other two are not sure how many Hades and Hades there are here, but they say there must be a lot.

However, one thing is clear, that is, the lower you go in the eighteen levels of Shura Prison, the more such medium and high-level ghosts there are.

They only saw one Hades on the first level of Shura Prison, that is, the warden of this level.

Because the cultivators in the cell cannot go out easily, even if they go out to perform picking tasks, they can only move in a specific area.

And beings of the level of Hades will not show up easily.

They may only be lucky enough to see the true appearance of the other party when the warden occasionally comes to inspect, and the rest can only be guessed.