Qin Wangchuan said no more.

He didn't know how to evaluate Tiandu Guang's thoughts and actions, but he at least felt that in the soil full of hardship and sin, flowers filled with hatred did not bloom.

For most people in the world, forgiveness is one of the things that is difficult to do.

He looked out the car window at Luoyang.

Maybe it was because of the previous battles between powerful practitioners that disturbed the vitality of heaven and earth too much. There was a little more rain in Luoyang in early spring, but the climate was not colder than in previous years, so he saw some green vines on the ground.

, the fine yellow flowers have bloomed earlier than in previous years.

…

The south is warmer than the north most of the time, but it is not necessarily the case when it is cold in spring.

Even when it doesn't rain, Jiankang City is very wet and cold in early spring.

It was clear that vegetable moss had grown in some vegetable fields, and it looked like the ground was turning golden, but the coldness made it impossible to take off the thick coat on my body for a while.

In a Zhongzhou Army barracks very close to the imperial city wall, there is a very inconspicuous stone house.

Under this stone house, there is a small dungeon, which usually holds no more than twenty prisoners at most.

In Jiankang City, investigating crimes and detaining prisoners is not the responsibility of the military, so often only those criminals who do not belong to ordinary civilians are detained here.

Most of them were captured by military practitioners who were considered to be very harmful to the world, and most of these practitioners had secrets that the military wanted to track down.

In one of the stone houses, there is a staircase that goes down several feet. The dungeon below the staircase is divided by hard stones. The outside of the stones is also laid with thick steel plates. This is the only ladder for entry and exit. There is no other

aisle.

There are magic circles arranged in the corridors and cells of the dungeon. If these magic circles are forcibly destroyed, when the doors of those cells are broken open with force, several heavy black iron doors will fall down, even for those at the peak of the Divine Mind Realm.

It is absolutely impossible for practitioners to break through those black iron gates and rush out.

Because there are stone boxes filled with lead powder laid in the soil beneath several stone houses.

After being driven by the outer magic circle, this dungeon will soon become a desperate place that cannot draw the vitality of heaven and earth.

In fact, except for the prison officers and generals who specifically supervise this cell, the other officials in the city have no interest in entering this cell. Many of them have always been afraid of this kind of place, just like any tomb robber who is sure

After entering a stolen tomb on a dark and windy night when there is obviously no one around, I am always worried that my escape route will be cut off.

Qi Zhuji rarely comes to such a place.

He was not afraid. The corpses and broken limbs he had seen on the battlefield were beyond the imagination of the guards here, but there was always an uncomfortable atmosphere in this place.

It's like the smell of blood, excrement and lingering ghosts mixed together.

When he, Wang Pingyang, Li Mo, and the fat medical officer Wang Xianrui entered the dungeon, there was only one prisoner in the dungeon, and the rest of the prisoners were temporarily escorted elsewhere. Even those who were originally in the dungeon

Several jailers on duty were also transferred out of the dungeon. Without the breath of living people, the dungeon became even more gloomy.

A dim oil lamp burned tenaciously, illuminating the only prisoner in the dungeon.

This prisoner has obviously been locked up in this dungeon for too long. Although he is not in disarray, his skin appears as pale as the belly of a dead fish under the dim light of the oil lamp.

It is gray in color, and the blood vessels in his body are clearly visible under the skin, and the contrast with the skin color is so sharp that it looks like black lines painted on it.

This prisoner was very young and looked to be about the same age as Qi Zhuji and others. When he heard the unfamiliar footsteps, he suddenly raised his head, and some energy fluctuations surged around his body. The sound of howling wind filled the small cell.

There was a sudden sound, and the chains that were tied to him collided violently. Although the flame of the oil lamp outside was blown more brightly and dimly by the wind coming out of the cell, the chains on his body kept emitting sparks from the collision.

, but made the cell become slightly brighter.

"Why, who is not determined to ask me any stupid questions?"

The prisoner's eyes had already adapted to the darkness. He looked sharply at the direction where Qi Zhuji and others were approaching, "They deliberately executed some prisoners here. Was it to intimidate me or to let me regain some of my true feelings?"

Yuan, what exactly are your plans?"

Qi Zhuji's eyebrows raised slightly.

He was never afraid of such hysterical people, especially prisoners who could not escape no matter how loudly they screamed.

He sneered directly and said: "We deliberately let you recover some real energy."

The prisoner in the cell did not expect that the other party would answer directly like this, and he was suddenly stunned.

Then he heard that the person seemed to be extremely young, and he was very surprised. He twisted his whole body forcefully and moved forward, trying to see clearly who the person was through the narrow iron window as soon as possible.

"I'm Qi Zhuji, you should have heard my name."

Qi Zhuji seemed to know what he was thinking at this time, and said directly and coldly.

"Qi Zhuji?"

The prisoner in the cell repeated these three words, and then laughed with a bit of madness and disdain, "Who am I, Qi Zhuji, if I remember correctly, you are better than me in entering the South Heaven."

You are three years late in the academy, so you still have to call me senior brother, and when I was in Nantian Academy, I was much better than you, so you don't seem to have anything to be proud of in front of me."

"Xiao Yunfei, a third-year student in the Tianjian of Nantianyuan, regardless of the fact that I participated in the Zhongli War, and the military merits I obtained are incomparable to yours. How long have I stayed in Nantianyuan, and how long have you stayed in Nantianyuan?" Qi Zhuji despised it.

He sneered and said: "Even if I say this, you still think that you are my senior brother and you have performed better than me in Nantianyuan. Then how do you compare with Li Moxiao, who is the same year as you, and Wang Pingyang, who has been in Tianjian for five years?"

When it comes to bickering, Qi Zhuji seems to be a little frustrated with Lin Yi, but he rarely loses to others.

Before the man in the cell could reply, he had already rushed to say: "Since I have named both of you, you two should at least say something at this time, otherwise wouldn't it be harmful?

I lost my momentum."

These few words of his were naturally addressed to Wang Pingyang and Li Moxiao beside him.

Wang Pingyang and Li Moxiao both smiled bitterly.

Wang Pingyang nodded slightly towards the cell and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, I am Wang Pingyang."

The person in the cell was ready to speak, but upon hearing his voice, the cell fell silent.

Li Moxiao took a deep breath and solemnly said: "Xiao Yunfei, it's me."

"Li...Li Moxiao?"

The body of the young prisoner in the cell seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the chains on his body made no sound.

After taking a breath, the chains on his body began to squeak, making it easy for people to notice that his body was no longer struggling and twisting, but was only trembling slightly.

Of course Qi Zhuji understood the prisoner's mood very well. He also knew that Li Moxiao's mood was a little heavy at this time, but he ignored it and continued with a slight irony: "Xiao Yunfei, I know that in the entire Southern Dynasty, you have

Your talent is indeed good. Although it is not as good as Wang Pingyang and Li Moxiao, if you were just a mediocre person, the Demon Sect would never find you. But you are what you are today just because of your slightly above-average talent.

With your appearance, what else can you be proud of?"

"Are you mocking me?"

There was silence in the cell for another moment, but after a while, the sound of chains rang loudly, and the prisoner named Xiao Yunfei roared loudly, "What qualifications do you have to mock me? If it were you, if the Demon Sect came to you to teach

If you don't practice this kind of skill like yours, you won't end up like me?"

"That's not necessarily true." Qi Zhuji walked to the cell door. He did not look through the window, but directly opened the iron rope of the cell door and opened the cell door with a bang.

He looked face to face at Xiao Yunfei inside, looking directly into the angry and vicious eyes in the messy straw hair, and still smiled: "You will be doomed before you know it, but not everyone will be like you.

Perish."

"fart!"

Xiao Yunfei roared angrily, his hair stood on end, and spittle shot out like an arrow straight into Qi Zhuji's face, "I know that I am not the only one who has been passed down by the Demon Sect, but how can all those people withstand this?"

The temptation of Kung Fu, which one of them didn't want to kill people to hunt for the true essence in the end! Do you think that if the Demon Sect chooses you, you can resist this temptation? I know that we have fallen, but this is not our problem, this is just the Demon Sect.

Zong’s conspiracy, he did this deliberately to weaken our southern power in the future!”

Qi Zhuji turned his head to avoid the spit. He was not angry at all. Instead, he joked with a smile: "Since you think you are excellent, you should be patient. Don't you think about why I am so confident to talk to you?"

Xiao Yunfei hesitated.

Qi Zhuji said more and more proudly: "It's very simple. Everyone knows now that the Demon Sect seduced many young talents from our south and taught them the death-eating technique. Then these young people degenerated into killing people constantly to hunt for the true essence.

Monsters, and you are one of them, but not everyone is like this. Of course I know there are people who are not as depraved as you, that’s why I say this.”

Xiao Yunfei was stunned, his face was distorted, and even his facial features seemed to be twitching.

"impossible!"

He roared, "Impossible, you are definitely lying to me. How could anyone resist such a temptation? You don't know how simple it is to kill people to improve your cultivation. You don't know how easy and quick it is to gain cultivation and advance."

What a pleasant thing, you are a practitioner, can't you imagine that just killing a person, just in an instant, the spiritual energy flowing into your body is transformed into true essence, and the true essence pours into the meridians in your body like flowing water.

, it may be the result of months or even a year of hard work on your part. Who can resist this temptation?"

"What spiritual energy? This kind of death-eating technique, isn't it death energy or corpse energy?" Qi Zhuji sneered mercilessly: "You were just arrested before you reached a certain level of cultivation, and you are the same as those who were killed.

Compared with the others who died, you are somewhat lucky. The emperor wanted to study this kind of magic method of the Demon Sect, so you can survive until now. But even if you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will find that your

I'm afraid your body will decay faster than your true energy."

Xiao Yunfei subconsciously wanted to roar, but after hearing these last few words, he suddenly felt that there was a profound meaning in Qi Zhuji's words, and his body froze again.

Wang Pingyang shook his head.

He was no more sympathetic to Xiao Yunfei than Qi Zhuji, and he knew the feeling of temptation very well.

He couldn't bear Qi Zhuji to ridicule this former Nantianyuan senior brother like this again.
To be continued...