Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The three soul clansmen and Yin Dang also noticed something was wrong with Cui Tianhun at this moment, and they all turned their attention from the rhyme of magical power to Cui Tianhun.

"This is……"

The three soul clans looked at each other, their expressions becoming extremely solemn.

Yin Dang couldn't help but said: "Cui...Fang Chen, are you about to comprehend the magical power here?"

"Am I really going to understand the magical power here?"

Cui Tianhun was also a little unsure, but ten people were here to meditate, and a strange phenomenon appeared near him.

Cui Tianhun was shocked when he thought that he had brought the fragments of Yan Junling, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Although he felt that the process of comprehending magical powers was not like this, but maybe the magical powers here were somewhat special?

Maybe the process of enlightenment is different from other magical powers!

At this moment, two guards suddenly walked out of the white mist.

They all found that the appearance of the two guards seemed different from the previous four.

"It's me who has gained supernatural powers, and they want to take me to see the great master Qingtian?"

A flash of excitement flashed in Cui Tianhun's eyes.

"But Cui Tianhun!"

Li Wudao stared at Cui Tianhun coldly.

"Uh... no... yes, I am Cui Tianhun!"

Cui Tianhun subconsciously planned to deny it, but when he thought that it might be related to the magical power here, he immediately nodded and admitted it.

"Cui Tianhun! Give that damn bastard a false name."

Pei Yuanzi and the others hated him even more.

"Okay, the elder wants to see you, so come with us."

After Li Wudao finished speaking, he glanced at the Red Flame Saint.

The Red Flame Saint chuckled, put the shackles on Cui Tianhun, and dragged him away.

Cui Tianhun had no time to resist. After being shackled, he could only follow passively.

"You two, is something wrong? Have I understood the magical power here?"

Cui Tianhun was dragged and staggered.

Li Wudao and the Red Flame Saint were too lazy to pay attention to him and walked straight into the void.

Cui Tianhun was dragged by the shackles and flew towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared into the void.

"..."

"Doesn't this sound like you've gained supernatural powers?"

Yin Dang murmured to himself.

"Could it be that...this time the Siya restricted area is very strange, not the same as before.

Could it be said that this place has been affected by some kind of force and has changed? "

A soul clan member frowned.

"Could it be that Cui Tianhun's penalty was wrong, and the master wants to punish him again?"

"Also a possibility……"

…

…

thump.

Cui Tianhun knelt on the ground, while Li Wudao and the Red Flame Saint stood on the left and right.

Cui Tianhun raised his head and looked around blankly, and found that this was not the previous government office.

Sitting on the desk directly in front of him was a majestic figure.

And the way this being was dressed was somewhat similar to that of the great master.

But his face was obviously different from that one. Cui Tianhun felt a little familiar, but he was sure he had never seen it before.

Fang Chen's appearance also changed after activating the Ju Chuan technique.

So Cui Tianhun couldn't recognize him at all.

"Who is in the hall? Tell me your name."

Fang Chen said calmly.

"Cui Tianhun."

Cui Tianhun suppressed the suspicion in his heart and spoke slowly.

"Play the top ten boards!"

Without saying a word, Fang Chen pulled out a red-headed lottery ticket from the bamboo tube and threw it in front of Cui Tianhun.

"Hey, wait!"

Cui Tianhun was stunned and shouted subconsciously.

But the next second, Li Wudao and the Red Flame Saint already had two large boards in their hands.

They waved the board without hesitation and hit Cui Tianhun on the butt again and again.

Just the first blow made Cui Tianhun fall to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to move at all.

The severe pain made his thoughts become a little sluggish.

It hurts!

It hurts!

This feeling is really unfamiliar to Cui Tianhun.

He has not experienced this kind of situation for a long, long time.

It hurts so much!

Bang bang bang!

The boards fell like a violent storm.

With only the third blow, Cui Tianhun's pants were already broken.

The flesh and blood were red, and the skin was torn.

Why does it hurt so much! ?

why did you hit me! ?

Cui Tianhun's thoughts have become rigid, and the excruciating pain prevents him from gathering his thoughts.

The whole thinking is in a state of confusion.

Soon, the top ten boards are over.

Although Cui Tianhun shed tears of pain, his life was not harmed.

Both his spirit and breath were just a little sluggish.

"Master...why did you beat me!? Someone was sentenced to two thousand years and was not beaten. Why me!?"

When Cui Tianhun saw the board stop, he couldn't help but slowly raised his head and stared at the 'Master Qingtian' in front of him.

He wanted to know why!

Is it because he came with the fragments of Lord Yan?

"How dare you quibble."

Fang Chen took out a red-headed lottery ticket again and threw it on the ground:

"beat."

Bang bang bang——

Cui Tianhun's vision turned black, and he almost fainted from the pain.

He felt humiliated like never before.

A dignified student of Qiyang, the successor to the Heavenly Lord of the Randen clan.

Why are you being humiliated here? ?

But along with the emotion of humiliation, there was also a hint of panic behind it.

Cui Tianhun became more and more frightened because he found that he was actually afraid!

Soon, it was finished in ten strokes.

Cui Tianhun was still very energetic and had no worries about his life, as if these twenty blows could only bring him pain but could not really harm his life.

Cui Tianhun raised his head: "Master, what do you want me to do!? Can you give me a hint!?"

"Another quibble?"

Fang Chen sneered, picked up the bamboo tube and swung it.

Eight red-headed lottery tickets fell neatly in front of Cui Tianhun.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, stiffly twisted his neck and looked at Fang Chen:

"What the hell..."

Don't wait for him to curse.

Li Wudao and the Red Flame Sage have already begun to fall.

A full eighty times!

Cui Tianhun felt that he had suffered unprecedented humiliation.

Dignity seemed to gradually disappear along with these eighty blows.

He kept begging for mercy, and his tears flowed all over the floor.

But Li Wudao and the Red Flame Saint still carried out their duties meticulously.

A full eighty times.

After the beating, Cui Tianhun felt as if his soul had left his body.

"Recruit or not?"

Fang Chen said calmly.

"I recruit..."

Cui Tianhun murmured to himself.

Fang Chen glanced at Li Wudao:

"That's enough. The prisoner has confessed. Let's send him back."

"..."

What did I recruit?

Cui Tianhun looked confused.

He just felt like he was being shackled again.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a plop, the feeling of landing.

He lay on the ground and looked up around him, only to see a pair of eyes filled with astonishment staring at him.

At this moment, Yin Dang and other beings couldn't help but be shocked.

Not long after Cui Tianhun was taken away, he was fine when he left, but when he came back, his pants were torn.

They couldn't bear to look at the bloody butt.

Because how could a dignified saint suffer such humiliating injuries? (End of chapter)