Chapter 92:

I won't come out even if I die The Xianlai Sect's purgatory is a place that makes all the disciples of the Xianlai Sect unable to sleep at night after hearing about it.

It exists to punish the disciples who have made mistakes.

There are nine levels in total in the purgatory.

Each level up makes life worse than death.

The third level, the ice purgatory, is a place that makes people tremble when they hear about it.

There are: the entrapment array and the punishment array. The punishment array is also what Chi Lu calls the killing array.

On weekdays, as long as one of the entrapment arrays is opened, it is enough for ordinary disciples to eat a pot.

If both are opened at the same time, it is like being cut into pieces by ice, and life is worse than death.

But you can't die.

Because there is a strong spiritual energy there, which can instantly repair all kinds of injuries.

Pain plus coldness is the biggest punishment feature of the Ice Purgatory.

Usually, when both are turned on, no one can last for three days and still be alive and kicking.

And their junior uncle who just entered the sect for five days was locked up in the third floor for three days because of lusting after beauty.

Three whole days.

According to gossip, the whole person is no longer human.

Too miserable.

And three days after three days, the lustful junior uncle was still locked up in there.

How serious a "lust" must he have committed to be locked up in the purgatory for so long?

At this time, Chi Lu was walking around in his main hall anxiously, with Feng Qi standing motionless beside him, and the little piglet who kept pushing around everywhere.

"Did the boy admit his mistake?"

"No. She said that if you don't agree to her request, she would rather die in there than come out."

Feng Qi rarely spoke a long string of words, and then added, "If this continues, she may not be able to hold on for long."

Chi Lu scratched his head anxiously.

Fortunately, this kind of person is not his disciple. If this is his disciple, he estimated that he would be bald in a minute.

"It's really annoying. Let's do this, Feng Qi, you find a way to tell Junior Sister Chi Ling about this. Yun Yan and Yun Meng are her disciples, so let her worry about this."

Feng Qi agreed immediately.

Compared to Chi Lu who was still having a headache, Di Yange was still in the third level of the purgatory, sleeping and eating, eating and sleeping (cultivating).

Moreover, the spiritual power here is abundant. In just a few days, she has already reached the golden elixir stage.

It is estimated that it will not take long before she can step into a new realm.

However, it is not good to have too strong a cultivation level, so she decided to stay at the Jindan level for the time being.

Without this cultivation level, she could only stare at the sky in a daze.

After being too bored.

She started to read the Sword Heart Inheritance. After

reading it, she was amazed.

Even the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand was no longer fragrant. She was immersed in the Sword Heart Inheritance and could not extricate herself.

Look at this comprehension of the sword, it makes so much sense.

One sword breaks all methods.

No matter how many magic methods you have, I can break them with one sword.

The more Di Yange read, the more excited she became. Her heroic spirit surged up. She felt like she had been injected with chicken blood, and she couldn't wait to go out and fight.

At this time, a ray of golden light suddenly came out from her sea of ​​consciousness, and slowly a small golden sword condensed out of thin air.

The small sword was swiping all over her body, and finally reached the golden elixir.

When Di Yange found out, the small sword had already chopped the golden elixir, and a crack suddenly appeared on the golden elixir.

"Wait, stop it."

This small sword was just born, and everything it did was naturally for the good of Di Yange.

Because only when the golden elixir is broken can it be broken into a baby, and then it can be better used by her.

However, after hearing Di Yange's voice, it stopped aggrievedly, as if it didn't understand where it went wrong?

"Okay, you just stay in the consciousness for a while." Di Yange

was helpless. She accidentally made a mess again.

The onlookers outside the light curtain also saw something.

"As expected of the Demon Emperor, she was able to comprehend the Sword Heart under such circumstances."

"It was the Sword Heart inheritance given to her by the Great Emperor Jin Que."

"Don't dream. If the inheritance could comprehend the Sword Heart, there would be many Sword Hearts in this world. Is it so difficult to admit that the Demon Emperor is excellent?"

"Humph, humph..."

"Hiss, the Demon Emperor comprehended the Sword Heart at such a young age. How strong must he be now?"

For a sword cultivator, the Sword Heart is something they dream of.

With the Sword Heart, the speed of a sword cultivator's cultivation can be multiplied by several times. Whatever they grab can become a sword. Even the air can be condensed into an extremely powerful sword.

As the Sword Heart becomes stronger, it is not impossible to control all the swords in the world.

Think about it, when the fight starts, your sword falls into the hands of others.

This is definitely a fatal blow to a sword cultivator.

But the growth of the sword heart is also extremely difficult.

Of course, these are not the most terrible things. The most terrible thing is the small sword in Di Yange's consciousness.

The power of this sword can definitely fight across levels.

Di Yange is now a Jindan. If he has that small sword, it will be easy to kill a Yuanying, but he can only kill once.

Di Yange on the throne smiled regretfully.

That smile happened to fall into Yi Yuehua's eyes.

He suddenly became nervous.

Because he knew better than anyone that Di Yange's sword heart was gone later.

As for how it disappeared, she never mentioned it.

Don't panic. This matter is definitely not his business.