Chapter 1265 108 Penalties

Puff!

With a slight sound, the cage of thoughts was broken.

The mind and thoughts of the Red Scale Patriarch returned to his body, and at the same time, the time was just half a cup of tea.

Cang Hong and Cang Yue were still in the test of will, and there was a faint restriction wave all over their bodies, and no living creature could touch or kill them.

"I have the help of the Kun sign, and I swallowed a Yuanling Jiyi Pill in advance. My mind and willpower increased three times in a short period of time, so I can pass the test of will. You two... will never succeed."

Having said that, he kept staring at Cang Hong and Cang Yue until they were sent out of the stone slab space by the restriction and disappeared without a trace.

"The running dogs of the Cang Yan family are finally out."

"Gu Ximing... wait, I'm coming to find you."

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the Red Scale Patriarch, and the murderous intent surged like a tide.

...

The Secret Realm of Space and Time.

Gu Xiuyun sat cross-legged, practicing with his eyes closed.

The flow of time here is eight thousand times faster than that of normal space. Two sticks of incense are just a blink of an eye in normal space.

He had already finished the test before the Red Scale Ancestor woke up.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Red Scale Palace and the Cang Yan Clan have been expelled, and I am the only one left in the Ziyang Courtyard... Even if they pass the test, it has nothing to do with me."

Gu Xiuyun said to himself calmly.

To him, the treasures of the Ziyang Courtyard are meaningless. The weakest stone slab space is guarded by a world-class beast, and he can't get through it at all.

The only value is the secret realm of time and space.

"With an eight thousand times flow rate, I have twenty-four thousand years. I should be able to comprehend most of the rules of time. If I'm lucky, I might be able to understand the entire origin of time. By then, I can try to overcome the cause and effect tribulation."

If it were someone else, even if they understood the rules of the way of living beings, they would not dare to overcome the tribulation easily.

But he is different. The rules of fate distortion are best at fighting. Even if they are inferior in the way of material, they can make up for it, not to mention that he still has a martial arts body.

As for the soul improvement... the desert source beast's life core essence liquid is enough.

...

Just then.

A violent breath swept in from the edge of the space.

Boom!

The blood-colored breath filled the world, filling up the ten thousand feet of space. Every breath was like a poisonous snake or an ant, drilling into the depths of Gu Xiuyun's flesh and blood along the pores.

"What's going on?"

Gu Xiuyun hurriedly activated the void domain, and the thunder and fire magic and the fate distortion rules also started to work.

But only a moment later.

All power was annihilated, and the whole body was shrouded in countless snake-like blood-colored breaths, including the sea of ​​consciousness and soul, and no part was not sealed.

"Gu Ximing, you are very good!"

"Since I entered the Nine Difficulties, no one has ever dared to lie in front of me. You are the first one. Good, very good."

Puff!

The sound of shattering came out.

A part of Gu Xiuyun's body was instantly annihilated. Strangely, his soul also dissipated a part, and the piercing pain penetrated into the depths of his mind.

"Chi... Chilin... Ancestor."

Gu Xiuyun clenched his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead

.

In theory, physical injuries to practitioners have little effect on their minds, and as a being in the state of concentration, his will is already strong enough, so why would he care about a small physical injury?

But for some reason, this pain was ten thousand times more severe than before, from the skin to the internal organs, even the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and soul were trembling, and the mind and will were no exception.

"How do you feel? The Wuyang Sect's unique Soul-Locking and Heart-Eating Art is specially used to torture practitioners. In my spare time, I once meditated on it for a few days and only reached the second level, but it should be enough to torture you!"

Puff!

Another voice came.

Ten thick blood-colored steel needles pierced into Gu Xiuyun's fingernails, and the excruciating pain instantly made his scalp explode, and several teeth in his mouth were bitten off.

This pain was no less than the pain of being entangled in karma and tortured by the divine power of destiny.

At that time, he could choose to be unconscious.

Now, facing the Red Scale Ancestor, he must stay awake, otherwise God knows what the other party will do.

"How did the old ghost Red Scale know that I was here? The test of will just ended not long ago. Calculating the time, it has only been seven or eight days outside. How did he find out?"

Gu Xiuyun endured the severe pain in his body and soul and thought in his heart.

"You didn't say a word. It seems that I underestimated you. The destiny system is indeed a superior Taoism. Your mind and will are indeed much tougher than your peers," the old man in the blood robe sneered, "It doesn't matter. The Red Scale Palace has 27 punishments and the Wuyang Sect has 81 punishments. I will let you feel them one by one, and cooperate with the Soul Locking Heart Devouring Technique to let you enjoy it."

A green vine whip crossed the void.

Swish!

The vine whip was covered with thorns, leaving clear blood marks on Gu Xiuyun's body. Each thorn was coated with a special venom, which drilled into the soul and eroded the bones, making the pain a hundred times more intense.

Creak!

Gu Xiuyun's entire jaw was sunken in. The intense pain made him bite all his teeth unconsciously, and his face was completely distorted.

This kind of pain is beyond the level of mortals.

If pain can kill people, the pain he felt at this moment is a hundred times and a thousand times stronger, and this is just the beginning of the first punishment.

The old man in the blood-colored robe had a grim expression on his face, and he waved the whip again and again.

"Gu Ximing, I don't believe that your will can be so strong that you are not afraid of any pain. When you can't hold on, it will be the time for me to perform the Soul-shaking Technique to destroy your mind and control your soul and will. At that time, you will be my puppet."

The Red Scale Patriarch whispered in his heart.

As a peak realm master of the Nine Difficulties Realm, how could he lower his status and deliberately torture a junior?

Even if the other party played tricks on him, he would just kill him directly.

His real purpose... was to turn Gu Xiuyun into a walking corpse like Chu Yuan, and then use other secret methods to forcibly control the other party.

Gu Xiuyun now has no value to him.

All sixty-eight stone slabs were broken, the formation restrictions were swept away, and only the last layer of illusion remained. It didn't matter whether Gu Xiuyun was intact.

As long as he could walk to the void barrier alive and kill the illusion, he could enter the weapon rack and take out the dry sign.

"Uh..."

The whip whip again and again made Gu Xiuyun

miserable, but the blood-robed old man showed no sign of stopping. Except for occasionally urging divine power to repair his body and soul, he was torturing the rest of the time.

One hundred and eight punishments lasted for two months.

In the space, Gu Xiuyun's body was twisted, his hands, feet and head were incomplete, and countless punishment marks were deeply engraved in the flesh and blood, from the internal organs to the tendons, bones, skin and flesh, and even every joint was crawling with blood-colored ants.

"He actually held on? Could it be that this young man has begun to try to refine his mind?" The Red Scale Ancestor frowned.

One hundred and eight punishments, each of which is aimed at the Venerable-level practitioners, combined with the Soul Locking Heart Devouring Art, it is extremely painful.

Such pain is no longer something that can be resisted by comprehending the rules of the Way of Life. This is pure torture, and can only be resisted by one's own will.

"No, it's impossible. Only after reaching the peak of the Condensation Realm will one begin to temper the will. How long has this young man been practicing? At most, he is in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm. How could he try to refine his mind?" The blood-robed old man shook his head secretly.

There are two ways to improve the mind and will.

One is to comprehend the Way of Life, and the other is to temper the will.

In the early stage of the cultivation path, there is no need to temper the will. As long as you comprehend the Way of Life, you can keep your will growing, but the improvement of the mind and will has a limit after all.

The mind of a practitioner is like a bucket.

Comprehending the Way of Life can make the water in the bucket more and more. One day, the water will overflow. At that time, the wooden board must be reinforced to compress the water flow and make the water in the bucket more compact.

This is the state of mind.

Refining the state of mind is pure tempering of will.

Some people will experience life and death battles again and again, and temper their will between life and death...

Some people will temper their will through various punishments and pains...

Some people will read countless classics, experience the hardships of the world, and walk in the heavens and the world...

No matter which method, it can enhance the strength of will, so as to bear more rules of the Way of Life, until the rules are perfected and become the state of law.

Among countless methods, punishment and torture are undoubtedly the fastest and most effective, and also the most painful. Only a very small number of practitioners can persist, and most of them can't even hold on for two or three months.

The Locking God and Devouring Heart Art of Wuyang Sect was also created for refining the state of mind.

However, this art is used on Gu Xiuyun at this moment, and it has become a sharp weapon for the old man in the blood robe to torture the other party.

"You have persisted for two months. I underestimated you. It doesn't matter. We have plenty of time. With eight thousand times the flow rate and twenty-four thousand years, I want to see how long you can hold on."

"One day, your mind will collapse and you will become a walking corpse."

The blood-robed old man waved his hand, and more than a dozen poison needles emitting a faint green glow appeared in his palm.

Puff!

A poison needle pierced deep into Gu Xiuyun's fingernails.

Then, the blood-robed old man made another stroke, and the second poison needle pierced directly into Gu Xiuyun's left eye.

Blood flowed from the depths of his pupil.

Even if it was the torture of refining the realm of mind, it was far less than one percent of what it was at this moment, because the Red Scale Ancestor was not tempering Gu Xiuyun at all. He was destroying Gu Xiuyun's mind and will, turning him into a walking corpse.

Every punishment was extremely harsh.