Immortal Martial Immortal

Chapter 59 Suffering
"Amitabha, you have been poisoned by my bone-biting heart poison. Today you are doomed." A monk jumped out from a distance, clasped his hands and said.

Just as Qing Cheng was about to say something, he suddenly felt something wriggling in his heart. What kind of pain was that? Qing Cheng wanted to yell, but found that he had no strength to speak at all.

"Hui Chen?" Hui Ming didn't expect Hui Chen to come too.

"The heart-biting pain is unbearable for ordinary people. As long as you tell me who is behind you or the power behind you, I will give you a happy one." Huichen did not answer Huiming's words but said to Qingcheng with a smile.

"No, no," Qing Cheng gritted his teeth and said, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was trying to cover his chest, unable to speak.

"You guys leave first, I'll hold them back," Qing Cheng said cautiously, sweating profusely.

Tang Yan was very anxious when he saw it, but seeing Qing Cheng's eyes, he had to leave, and his eyes were a little red.

"Let's go" Xi Min suddenly pulled Tang Yan and said.

"Want to leave?" Huiming snorted coldly.

A talisman suddenly appeared in Xi Min's hand. With a wave of her fingers, she held Tang Yan with her left hand and Qianqian with her right hand, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, a thousand miles and one line talisman," Huichen said angrily, he never thought that Xi Min would have such a spiritual talisman.

"It doesn't matter, the Qianli Yiyi Talisman can only carry two people, as long as the main person doesn't run away." Huiming immediately turned his head to look at Qingcheng and shouted: "Tell me, where is Yao Wenli?"

Qing Cheng couldn't keep his eyes open, and fell to his knees all of a sudden.

"Why are you so obsessed with obsession?" Hui Chen said in a cold voice, Qing Cheng was speechless, and there seemed to be a thread in his heart, which kept going back and forth. Qing Cheng's fingernails scratched his own flesh and blood, dripping with blood. Qingcheng felt a little refreshed.

"Hey, why bother embarrassing the poor monk?" Hui Chen's tone was compassionate, but his face was extremely ferocious, and the spells in his hands were constantly changing.Qingcheng felt pain all over his body, this kind of pain is difficult for ordinary people to understand, the pain in his heart is unspeakable, Qingcheng even passed out.

"Hmph, it looks like I'm going to take you back today and slowly get it out of your mouth." After Huichen said, he sacrificed his magic weapon, rolled it up and turned it into a red line and disappeared into the sky.

Qingcheng felt that he was in great pain, and he was so weak that he had no strength at all. Just when he opened his eyes, he fainted. One can imagine the pain.

"Brother, do you think this kid will die like this?" Huiming said worriedly beside him.

Huichen looked at Qingcheng coldly and said: "This kid's mouth is hard, and his life is hard. He can still endure such pain. If he dies, he will die too. Let's throw him to the back mountain. No, Leave it to Elder Wei, I also hope that this kid is so powerful, the bell-shaped magic weapon is still quite powerful, maybe he can trick out some secrets."

"Brother Gao, if it weren't for..." Huiming said flatteringly.

"Okay, don't talk anymore, be careful that the wall has ears," Hui Chen said, waving his hand.

"When he wakes up and sees that I am training him with my Hanhuo, I don't believe he won't speak," Huichen said with a sneer.

Speaking of Hanhuo, even Huiming felt a wave of fear in his heart. This Hanhuo is not a strange fire from heaven and earth, nor is it handed down from ancient times, but it can be regarded as a supernatural power to control fire at the beginning of Buddhism. Those who come to refine magic weapons are rarely used to refine people. Huichen has mastered this supernatural power, and Huiming has not practiced it yet because his cultivation base is a little low.

"This kid is awake again, Senior Brother"

"Hmph, look at me"

I saw Qingcheng soaring into the air, a flame broke out from Huichen's hand, and started to burn from the soles of Qingcheng's feet.

"Ah" Qingcheng couldn't help shouting, this shrill, miserable cry made Zhida's scalp tingle when he heard it, and looked at Huichen who was sneering with some fear in his heart.

Qingcheng felt that the pain in his heart was gradually decreasing. It was not his body being burned, but his soul. His soul was crying and being burned by raging flames. It was a heart-wrenching feeling that touched Qingcheng's heart. The deepest pain in my heart.

"Ah~" Qingcheng's voice gradually became hoarse, and he even lost all his strength, but at this moment his eyes were still looking at Huichen coldly.

"Boy, you are looking for death, do you know?" Hui Chen continued to increase the intensity of the fire, and Qing Cheng seemed to be numb from the pain. He felt that his breathing was difficult, and the terrible feeling of suffocation invaded him. Feeling like I'm going to die, no, maybe it's a relief to die.

"Hmph, think about it carefully, as long as you say it, I will definitely give you a good time." Huichen seemed to be a little tired, and left directly after speaking.

After they left, Qingcheng lowered his head and stared blankly at the front. When he thought of the pain just now, he shuddered, but at this moment his spiritual energy could not be raised at all, and his spiritual energy seemed to be sealed.

He kept trying hard to absorb the aura of the surrounding world, but as soon as he absorbed the aura of the surrounding world into his body, it would immediately dissipate.

Three days passed like this, Huichen came again, and Qingcheng was tortured again, the pain that burned his soul, Qingcheng still persisted.

"Is the road ahead really so difficult?" Qing Cheng muttered to himself, "No, I don't believe it. If there is darkness ahead, I will turn into darkness. I believe in the light, and my way will last forever."

Qing Cheng straightened up, raised his hands, a trace of black air flowed into Qing Cheng's body, but Qing Cheng didn't notice that they were entrenched on Qing Cheng's dantian.

Another seven days have passed, and Qing Cheng seems to be a little delirious, but he still retains a trace of sanity, that is, every time he has a trace of sanity, he tries his best to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but it disappoints him time and time again, but he But refused to give up.

After failing again and again, I worked hard again and again until I died. Qingcheng's unyielding soul was burned again and again. Qingcheng himself felt that his soul seemed to be losing, and he watched it die.

"Brother, you see that this kid has such a spirit stone and a spirit zither in his Qiankun bag. I don't think he has anything left. He has already done it. Let's hand him over to Elder Wei, otherwise if he dies Well, Elder Wei might blame us too," Huiming said, looking at Qingcheng's dying state.

"Hmph, I didn't expect this kid to have such a spirit stone and a spirit beast bag. I'll open the spirit beast bag tonight to see what's inside. I'm waiting for me to sell the spirit weapon for a few dollars. With a good high-level profound weapon, when the time comes, the world will be so big for you and my senior brother, there will be no room for us there."

"Senior brother is very true. My apprentice found a beautiful woman in a nearby village last night. I don't know tonight..." Huiming was overjoyed and said with a roll of his eyes.

"Okay, okay" Huichen said happily.

It wasn't until the two of them had been out for a while that Qingcheng realized that, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window with disheveled hair, he didn't know what to feel, suddenly wanted to cry, and suddenly felt very tired.

When you are on this road, someone told you that you may really not learn to cry.

Qing Cheng seemed to see a ray of light through a small crack, and the corner of his mouth could not help but smile, no matter how hard the world is, but you are still alive, you will gradually discover that the pain that may have scared you before, has passed through your life. When it's time, it's nothing, there's nothing you can't bear.

"Qingcheng, Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly Qingcheng heard someone calling him again, he immediately raised his head and said: Xi Min.

"Why are you here?" Qing Cheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed a little uncomfortable when speaking, but he said when he saw a strange feeling in Xi Min's heart.

Xi Min looked at Qing Cheng, feeling sore in his heart, thinking of Qing Cheng at that time, dressed in black, although his hair was white, but his eyes were piercing, like stars, unrestrained and elegant, unlike now, his hair flew up in disorder, The eyes are dull.

"Don't talk about it now, let's go first." Xi Min helped Qing Cheng up and said.

Qing Cheng stood up with difficulty and was supported by Xi Min. They quickly escaped from the courtyard. As soon as they left the house, Qing Cheng felt unbelievable. Ben.

"Hmph, I knew that this chick has something wrong." Hui Chen stood in front of them.

Qingcheng's eyes burst into anger. If eyes could kill, Huichen would have died thousands of times.

"What? I've entertained you for so long, and you don't like me that much?" Hui Chen looked at Qing Cheng and said.

"Qing Cheng, you stand by the side, I'll meet him." Xi Min put Qing Cheng down and said with a long sword in his hand.

"Quick battle and quick decision, senior brother and the two of us join forces." Huiming also appeared.

Xi Min was not Huichen's opponent in the first place, and Huiming was no match for the two of them at all. In just a short time, Xi Min's defeat has become settled.

"downstream"

Huiming and Huichen also used obscene means to attack, which made Xi Min quite annoyed.

Huiming snorted coldly and slapped Xi Min on the back, and Xi Min flew to Qing Cheng's side like a parabola.

"Pfft, Qingcheng, it looks like we're going to die here tonight." Xi Min said weakly, with a smile on her lips.

Qing Cheng watched Xi Min's blood wet the slate, and heard Xi Min's words again.

"You won't die," Huiming said with a lewd smile.

"No, it won't, it won't"

Seeing that Qing Cheng's whole body was full of vigor, black rays of light shot up all over his body, Qing Cheng suddenly felt that his own strength had suddenly recovered, and it seemed that his aura had become more pure.

"Thousand Shadows Magic Fist" Qing Cheng turned into a wind, a black shadow, followed by a black aura every time he moved, it was really weird, and he punched Huiming in the chest.

"How could it be? How could it be?" Huiming didn't expect that Qing Cheng's strength would recover. After being punched by Qing Cheng, his face was full of disbelief, and he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)