The whole sect is reborn

"Ahem, little master, will your senior sister really come to save you?"

While this sweet-looking young monk from the Endless Zen Temple was praying silently, a man hanging on the wall in the corner coughed slightly, and then asked feebly.

This room is very dark. Even at night, there is still a moon hanging high outside, but there is no light coming into this room. It is as cold as an existence in another world. The little monk Wu Wu is already here.

It's been a day and I still can't get used to it.

I don’t know what kind of formations are arranged in this room. He clearly still has spiritual power in his body, but he is just like an ordinary person and can’t see it at all. After just one day here, Wu Wu feels that he can’t stand it anymore, and he doesn’t know this.

How did a senior who had been imprisoned here endure such difficult torture?

You are alone in a quiet room, you can't hear any sound, you can't see any light, and you can't feel the flow of time. This feeling is enough to drive any normal person crazy.

However, this senior can still remain sober for so many years, which is really admirable.

"Really! My senior sister is very powerful! She will definitely save me! If my senior sister hadn't been chasing me too closely, Qitian Sanren wouldn't have left me here and escaped!"

The man who was hung on the wall and couldn't move could not help but feel a little hope when he heard this determined voice.

"I hope everything goes as the little master said...ahem!"

The tortured man, whose energy and energy were sluggish, coughed again uncontrollably. Liao Wu quickly stepped forward to help and gave him water.

"Gentlemen, are you okay? Just hold on, my senior sister will come to save us soon. My senior sister is very powerful, unlike me, she can definitely cut off these chains."

Yes, this gentleman was tied to the wall with a large iron chain. Moreover, the pipa bone behind his back was hooked by two large iron hooks, making him unable to move. There were also some old blood stains on the iron hooks.

.Obviously these gentlemen have been imprisoned like this for a long time.

At this time, I heard Wu Wei's calm and crying voice, and a trace of helplessness flashed across the faces of the gentlemen.

"Why did you start crying before I started crying? Is it hurting you or me?"

Liao Wu cried for a while, and then covered his eyes in embarrassment under the relieved eyes of Mr. Zhu. He is only thirteen years old this year. He was picked up by Wuwu Chanyuan when he was a child. His talent is outstanding, and he was also picked up by his uncle, uncle and senior brothers.

The life in the Zen monastery is so simple and fulfilling, even though everyone will inevitably get hurt when fighting each other. Although the frequency of injuries has become higher and higher since the senior sister became the chief, he has never been

I have seen scars like this made purely for the purpose of torturing people.

Looking at it now, Wu Wu felt that he felt the same pain.

The gentlemen were so helpless by his crying that they could only close their eyes and rest their minds.

"..."

Ling Junqian and others have not discovered what happened in this small room yet. They are sneaking in quietly following the address given by Zhu Fu. Fortunately, people in Yanxiu Hall think that this protective formation is enough.

It's very safe, and the guards in most areas are not that strict.

However, only in one area the number of guards doubled.

When I lowered my head and looked at the compass in my hand, the top of the small needle pointed pointedly at the building on the right.

Nodding to the two disciples, Ling Junqian thought of Sheng's tail, and was surprised. He decided to say hello to her, but when he turned around, Ling Junqian was surprised to find that Sheng, who had followed him just now, had disappeared.

!

Looking to the left, the female Buddhist cultivator was already running towards the building on the left!

"……Walk."

Ling Junqian swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and quietly walked towards the building on the right with his two disciples. With the help of Fu Zhuan, the two Nascent Soul monks did not notice anything unusual, but when Ling Jun

The moment Qian Sansan passed the guards and walked into the room, the two guards were stunned for a moment, and then immediately chased inside!

Oops! Found out!

Ling Junqian was very sure that the strength of these two guards was not enough to detect them. He didn't know where the other party got the news and reacted so quickly!

Yun Guiyue's backhand was a handful of mist. The two guards were caught off guard and took a sip. The next moment, they fell straight to the ground. They even fell down while running, so that the two of them were stacked on top of each other.

Tangled up.

The three of them didn't stop at all. They quickly walked into the inner room and followed the movement of the compass needle to find the room where Zhu Fu was.

Just when Ling Junqian wanted to push the door open, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Zhu Fu walked out, holding a strange-looking red thread in his hand. Yun Guiyue tiptoed toward Zhu Fu.

Fu looked behind him and found that all the little girls had fallen asleep on the table. They seemed to have not slept like this for a long time, so their little faces were covered with tears.

It is comfortable and relaxed.

And less than a foot behind Zhu Fu, there was a monk in black robes. However, judging from his exposed dull skin and a few transparent silk threads, he was a puppet.

"Xiaoqi?"

Zhu Fu nodded, then raised the red thread in his hand, his face a little unsightly.

"They asked these children to use this red thread to embroider the pattern."

Zhong Kelian had already seen the jade slabs placed in front of the little girls, and showed an expression that could be called disgust.

"Tangible but unintentional, a failure!"

With such crude textiles, no wonder Yan Xiu's clothes have spread on a large scale over the years. It turns out that Yan Xiu Tang actually makes such messy things. The flowers are drawn with Yinxie blood and girl essence.

It looks like it is rare to have a true embroidered garment with 30% effect.

However, seeing so many girls here who were obviously consumables, Zhong Kelian understood that Yan Xiutang wanted to win with quantity.

But what about the life and death of these girls who are constantly being squeezed? No one in Yanxiu Hall cares at all!

At this time, Zhu Fu gently tugged in the direction of the red line. After getting a slight force, he immediately looked at his master and senior brothers and sisters.

Ling Junqian thought for a while and nodded.

We’ve already checked it out here, and it’s impossible to just give up.

Everyone walked carefully along the direction where the red line was still spreading, and finally stopped in front of a tall room.

At this time, it was Zhong Kelian who stretched out his hand and pushed open the door where the master had unlocked the formation.

"!"

The moment he opened the door, an extremely strong smell of blood suddenly hit him! The smell was so strong that even Zhu Fu couldn't help but cover his nose.