The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

Later, Qingchen ordered people to take the father and daughter into a cold torture room in the old mayor's home.

He slowly stepped into the dark torture chamber, looked around, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"It's really puzzling. The truth will eventually be revealed, why are people so mean? Why do they have to taste the pain of flesh and blood first?

Do you think that you two were born into water and out of fire, tough guys and iron bones?

You two should be familiar here. From my perspective, you two are nothing more than porcelain bones. "

In the torture chamber, the old mayor had been roughly tied to a rusty cross-shaped iron frame by his men, and his limbs were tightly wrapped with thick iron wires, making him unable to move.

And Chen Zhuer, the girl who looked like she was only twenty years old, was also suspended in the air.

His hands were hung high and fixed to the wall, and his feet could barely stand upright, supporting his shaky body.

Her outer skirt had already been shattered by Qingchen's flying sword.

At this moment, I was only wearing a few close-fitting white silk linings.

Wearing a pair of light yellow climbing shoes, he looked particularly thin and helpless.

If the damage is only to flesh and blood, the body of the immortal cultivator will indeed heal quickly.

Qingchen gently dispersed the remaining magic power on Chen Zhuer's wound.

And apply some elixir and apply magic power to heal the wounds,

After a few hours, she managed to hold on.

Being hung in such a place, Chen Zhuer couldn't help but show a trace of fear in her eyes.

She was obviously overwhelmed by this sudden turn of events.

"Is there still no one willing to speak? It seems that this little bitch will have to suffer some more."

Qingchen waved his hand gently, with an unmistakable coldness in his tone, "Continue."

A thug rushed forward with a bloodthirsty red light flashing in his eyes.

He held a cold iron clamp tightly in his hand, clamping Chen Zhuer's slender calf hard.

Before the girl could react, another spiked whip covered in coarse salt fell like a poisonous snake.

There was a snapping sound, and it slapped her body mercilessly.

"Pah! Ah!"

The sound of whipping was intertwined with Chen Zhuer's screams,

It echoed in this cold torture chamber, making people feel heart-stopping.

The thugs standing aside had a strange light shining in their eyes.

They stared at Chen Zhuer fiercely, as if they wanted to imprint every inch of her skin in their eyes.

The old mayor looked at his beloved daughter, his most beloved daughter, struggling in pain under Qingchen's wanton bullying.

His lip was almost bitten and blood oozed out, but there was nothing he could do.

"This is the last chance,"

Qingchen stood leisurely, looking at the old mayor with leisurely eyes.

"If you still don't tell me, the punishment that follows will be interesting.

I will keep you in this torture chamber, and these seven or eight guardsmen, they will also stay here.

As for what they want to do to your daughter, I don't care. "

After hearing Qingchen's words, the old mayor seemed to have had all his strength drained away, and his whole body was sluggish.

He is not afraid of death or any punishment.

He originally thought that if his daughter was still alive, he might be able to get help from the Xu family and have a chance to turn the tables.

But he never expected that Qingchen would be so vicious.

He used his apprentice to induce his daughter to show up, but eventually fell into Qingchen's clutches.

Seeing his daughter suffering on the torture rack, the old mayor's heart was pierced by a knife.

He regretted underestimating Qingchen and regretted not choosing to commit suicide to end it all.

But now, it's too late.

"Promise me," the old mayor said in a hoarse voice, with determination shining in his eyes.

"As long as I speak out, I don't expect you to let me leave alive, but I beg you to let my daughter live.

I am willing to tell you all my secrets without reservation. "

Qingchen's lips curved into a sneer, "At this point, do you still have the qualifications to raise conditions?"

A trace of helplessness and pain flashed in the old mayor's eyes.

"Look at my Zhu'er. She has lost all her cultivation. When I tell all the secrets, she will be just a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.

We no longer pose any threat to you. "

Qingchen looked calm, as if everything was under his control.

"If your secret is really valuable, I will consider giving her a way out."

When the old mayor heard Qingchen's words, he understood that this was their last chance.

He took a deep breath and began his story.

Qingchen's eyes gradually changed as he listened to the old mayor's narration.

Although this old mayor seems ordinary, he is actually a ruthless man.

What he has experienced and the secrets he hides make people moved.

Ten years ago, Deng Zhiping, an outer disciple of Ningxuan Sect,

Because he possesses low-grade spiritual roots, his practice in the mountain gate is slow and resources are scarce.

Faced with this dilemma, he resolutely chose to leave the mountain gate.

Go to the sea to hunt monsters in order to obtain more cultivation resources and opportunities.

Huangzhu Island is one of the islands relatively close to Shanmen.

Naturally, it became Deng Zhiping's hunting transit place.

Because his cultivation level is not high, he does not dare to go to sea areas that are too far away.

You can only fight monsters in the sea area within 10,000 to 20,000 miles near the mountain gate.

Generally speaking, monks in the foundation building stage will not hunt monsters near the mountain gate.

They will all head to farther seas to seek greater challenges and opportunities.

Therefore, the place near the sect has by default become a training place for disciples in the Qi refining period.

It was here that Deng Zhiping began his journey of hunting monsters.

After going back and forth, Deng Zhiping also had some contact with Mayor Chen.

Deng Zhiping thought that as long as he hunted another rock crab,

The accumulated spiritual stones were enough for him to return to the mountain gate and concentrate on cultivation.

Rock-armored crabs are considered valuable among first-order low-grade monsters.

His rock armor is an excellent material for refining low-grade defensive weapons.

However, contrary to expectations, the strength of the rock-armored beast far exceeded expectations.

There are faint signs of breaking through to the first-level mid-level monster and entering the middle stage of Qi refining.

Deng Zhiping fought fiercely with him and was unfortunately seriously injured. He had no choice but to burn his blood and blood and try to escape.

With his vitality severely damaged, he did not dare to easily seek help from the monks stationed on the island.

So he found Mayor Chen and asked to arrange a quiet room for him to recuperate.

As a reward, he also taught the old mayor some cultivation techniques.

Although it is just a superficial knowledge, it is enough for the old mayor to reach the early stage of Qi refining.

Perhaps in the bones of immortal cultivators, mortals are like ants.

Even if he is seriously injured, it is nothing to be afraid of.

However, Deng Zhiping never expected that

It was this contempt that finally made him fall into Mayor Chen's vicious scheme.

Mayor Chen placed heavy poisonous smoke in the secret room and poured a large amount of mercury into it.

Deng Zhiping was surrounded and killed in an underground secret room.

As a result, the old mayor obtained Deng Zhiping's relics.

But he had no magic power and could not open those relics at all.

Moreover, the old mayor has no spiritual roots and cannot practice those techniques.

This is also the reason why Deng Zhiping taught him some exercises.

However, the old mayor is lucky.

His daughter actually possesses low-grade Five Elements spiritual roots and can practice this technique.

Thus, Chen Zhuer embarked on the path to immortality.