Pagoda Immortality

"Hey! Senior Brother Cheng, are you here to deliver food again?"

At the foot of the rugged and majestic stone peak, there is a huge arched door. Runes flicker on the dark iron door. The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged at the door stood up and looked at the middle-aged man in green robe who was coming towards him.

The middle-aged man in green robe had a stern face and wore a jade crown on his head. His steps were like the wind when he walked, and his robe fluttered naturally, which made him look extraordinary.

He walked forward and looked at the closed heavy iron door, nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother Zhen. Master ordered me to come here once a year to check it out to avoid any mistakes."

"So that's the case. Then I will open the door for you."

After hearing this, Junior Brother Zhen hurriedly walked forward, took out a jade card and threw it forward, then quickly formed a spell and chanted something.

The jade card flashed with purple light, and shot out a light purple mist, which wrapped the iron door in it.

As the purple mist moved, the runes on the iron door began to dim rapidly. After a dozen breaths, all the runes lost their aura. With a click, a gap popped out.

"Follow me."

Seeing this, Senior Brother Cheng looked back at the slightly fat young man behind him, opened the iron door and walked in.

"Yes, sir!"

The fat man followed him in like a little follower.

The passage behind the iron door was two feet wide and three feet high. Although it was cold, it didn't feel oppressive at all.

The two walked about fifty steps and encountered a layer of green barrier. However, the two did not stop. They ignored it and easily passed through the barrier.

Then, they walked another fifty steps and encountered a layer of yellow barrier. The two still did not make any extra movements.

In this way, the two passed through nine barriers and finally stopped at the door of an open stone chamber.

The length and width of the stone room are more than ten feet. On the dark wall opposite the door, there are four heavy iron chains hanging. At the other end of the iron chain, there is a strange-looking monster locked.

It is not big, with a lizard body, a bull head, and a crocodile mouth... If it is not Jianpi, who else could it be?

At this time, Jianpi was lying on the ground motionless, and under the cracks of the leather armor, many scars that have not yet completely healed were revealed.

Four black iron chains were respectively wrapped around its left and right ankles, left wrist, and neck. The runes on the chains appeared from time to time, and it was obvious that they were not as simple as ordinary iron chains.

"Dog, get up and eat!"

The fat man Pu Er shouted at Jianpi, and then the ring on his hand flashed, and a huge wild boar flew down next to Jianpi with a "bang!".

Jianpi heard the sound, moved his eyelids, and then closed them again.

"Young Master, this..." Pu Er looked at the middle-aged man in a green robe next to him.

Cheng Xiaoyuan frowned, then flicked his finger, and a golden light shot out instantly, hitting Jianpi's sole with a snap.

After the blow, Jianpi's sole was torn and blood flowed.

Seeing this, Park Er quickly took out a jade bottle and prepared to collect Jianpi's blood.

Wow!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jianpi suddenly jumped up, waved his hand, and grabbed Park Er's neck!

Park Er was frightened and his face turned pale. He screamed and sat on the ground!

"Come on! Come here! I'll fuck you to death soon! Come here..."

Jianpi screamed and pulled the iron chain behind him.

Perhaps sensing Jianpi's struggle, the runes on the surface of the iron chain, which were originally flickering, suddenly became brighter.

In an instant, the iron rings locked on Jianpi's body shone brightly, and dense spikes appeared, piercing Jianpi's flesh and making it cry out in pain.

"You bastard! Dare to scare me, I'll beat you to death!"

Pu Er felt ashamed, stood up and cast a spell to hit Jianpi fiercely, hitting Jianpi's body with a loud bang.

"Okay, this guy looks alive and well, hurry up and collect blood."

Seeing that Jianpi was pulled back by the chain and stuck tightly to the wall and couldn't move at all, Cheng Xiaoyuan spoke lightly.

This iron chain was specially made for this soul-devouring beast. It can not only suppress its cultivation, but also punish it when it resists and struggles. The more Jianpi resists, the shorter the chain shrinks, until it is completely locked on the wall and can't move at all.

Moreover, the four iron rings are also carefully made. Once it resists, the spikes inside will be activated, causing Jianpi to bleed and suffer.

"Yes, sir!"

When Pu Er heard what Cheng Xiaoyuan said, he quickly withdrew his hand, took out the jade bottle again, and placed it on the iron rings on Jianpi's ankles, wrists, and neck, letting the blood drip into it.

Jianpi did not dare to struggle anymore, but stared at Cheng Xiaoyuan with his eyes, roaring: "My passionate horse, you wait for me, one day, I will return my suffering to you a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes, revealing a chilling light.

But soon, he restrained himself and sneered: "Just you! Don't say you can't move now, even if you really escape, what can you do! A beast like you, I can kill you with a wave of my hand!"

"Really! Then you have the guts to untie this chain and fight me one-on-one! Let's see if I can kill you!" Jianpi shouted.

"Haha, I know you're good at talking, but... you may not know that what I hate most is someone talking nonsense in front of me, not to mention that he's a beast!"

Cheng Xiaoyuan said, his face suddenly darkened, and then he heard 'Pop! ' With a sound, a thunderbolt flew out accompanied by a purple light, and struck hard on Jianpi's left arm.

Suddenly!

The skin was howling in pain, and near the shoulder, blood was gushing out, and the bones were visible from the hideous wounds.

Cheng Xiaoyuan did not give up, and controlled his own Zixiao Sword again, slashing at the previous wound continuously.

It wasn't until Jianpi's left arm was completely chopped off and hung on the black wall that he withdrew the Zixiao Sword with a ferocious smile on his face: "Hey, you bitch, keep barking if you can, you're not very powerful. Yes, huh?"

Pu Er had already dodged aside and couldn't help but swallowed when he saw this scene: "Young Master, this..."

"What the hell, hurry up and get some blood!" Cheng Xiaoyuan looked at Pu Er with cold eyes.

Pu Er's face turned pale with fright, and he did not dare to say another word. He quickly took out a bunch of jade bottles and quickly collected them.

After half a stick of incense, Pu Er finally stopped, put the more than 40 bottles of blood he collected into a storage bag and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyuan, with a flattering expression on his face: "Sir, look at it, there is a lot this time Woolen cloth."

Cheng Xiaoyuan took the storage bag, then looked at Jianpi, who had no arms and a drooped head, and said with a smile: "As a prisoner, you should have the consciousness of a prisoner. I will come again next year. I hope that then You have changed..."