Chapter 108: The Punishment Hall Ximen Huairen came out of the Punishment Hall...

A disciple noticed a sharp grabbing sound coming from the flying boat.

There was a deep scratch on the door frame.

There were still a few drops of blood on it.

The disciple came up and knocked on the door, "Palace Master, is there anything you want to tell me?"

The room suddenly became quiet again. Just as the disciple lowered his head and was about to leave, the door opened a crack.

Suddenly, a black tentacle stretched out from inside. The disciple's pupils shrank and he leaned back subconsciously, but he failed to dodge. The tentacle, wrapped in a sweet and fishy sea breeze, suddenly pierced into the disciple's chest.

The disciple grabbed the tentacle with one hand and chopped it off with the sword. The tentacle felt pain, and this action angered the thing inside. The tentacle suddenly rolled up, and black lines separated from the tentacle. Countless thin lines rushed into his body.

Sucking the power of flesh and blood.

And, the soul power of this unfortunate disciple.

A cloud of blood poured down, the door opened wide, and tentacles dragged the disciple's body back.

Inside the house, there was a shroud of darkness.

In the darkness, only a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen, the whites of the eyes were covered with red bloodshot, the pupils turned into red vertical pupils, filled with brutality and bloodiness.

Xie Qingdai stood in the corner with her arms folded. When she saw the tentacles dragging her disciple's body back, a relieved smile appeared on her face.

Her voice was full of smiles and extremely gentle. "Not bad, you are a good child. Eat more and grow up well."

Soon, the sounds of chewing and swallowing were heard in the cabin of the spaceship all night long.

The sound spread throughout the boat.

Blood flowed out from under the door and snaked into the corridor, but no one noticed.

The spaceship was gradually engulfed in silence.

It has been a few days since the people from Beiming Cloud Palace left, but the tense atmosphere in Xuanyuntian has not disappeared, but this tension is also accompanied by excitement and eagerness to try.

The reason is that the much-anticipated Qingyun Club is about to open.

This year's Qingyun Conference was held on Nanjingyue Island. As the largest sect in the Southern Region, Nanjingyue Island also had a very strong foundation. In terms of financial resources alone, it ranked first among the five major sects.

Nan Jingyuedao even said directly that he had come up with an extremely good idea for this Qingyun Club, which would definitely shock the world of cultivation.

For this reason, many disciples are eagerly looking forward to it.

I look forward to this day every day.

Xie Tingyu had heard of the Qingyun Society in the Ghost Mansion, but she had only heard about it. She did not understand the specific rules of the Qingyun Society. She just thought that this was to provide a platform for those disciples who were keen on fighting so that they could fight against the talented people from various sects.

When Zuo Zicheng found her, she was working as a laborer for Shiyun.

Zuo Zicheng looked at Xie Tingyu hiding in the medicine garden in confusion and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Xie Tingyusheng glanced at him without saying anything, but his expression was extremely resentful. The hem of his clothes was covered with mud, and the ten fingers of both hands were also covered with smelly black mud.

"Master said that Junior Uncle has a very good perception of spiritual power and is very suitable to help in her medicine garden, so she asked me to invite him." Cheng Yan, wearing a red training shirt with a waistband and carrying a backpack, appeared behind Zuo Zicheng. She said as she pulled her arms out of the backpack straps.

There was a hint of ferocity between Zuo Zicheng's eyes and eyebrows, and his whole temperament had matured a lot. He was often out and about these days, and most of the time he was nowhere to be seen.

Hearing this, Zuo Zicheng nodded.

"How long will it take for this to end?" Zuo Zicheng asked again.

Cheng Yan casually put a spiritual herb into the backpack. She frowned slightly, took out the spiritual herb and shook off the black mud on the root, "Is anyone looking for Junior Master Xie?"

"The monster that Master Wen captured has made some moves. Master asked me to ask Junior Master to wait outside the Punishment Hall for a while to prevent any accidents."

"How can I be so powerful? By the time I sensed someone was around, he had already broken in and crushed me to the ground." Xie Tingyu shook off the mud on his hands and glared at the small hoe in Cheng Yan's hand with a look of indignation on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Yan gave a fake smile and said, "I think you are already used to it, so let's continue like this."

Xie Tingyu stood up and looked at the hem of her skirt with disgust. Much of the mud on it had dried and stuck to her clothes, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Zuo Zicheng watched her stand up and continued, "Your perception of demonic energy is different from that of ordinary people. This is the consensus of all of us, so you must be the best candidate compared to others."

"Master Zuo, how do you know that I am different from ordinary people? I..."

"That old guy Zhong Jing only knows how to come here to steal people?" Shi Yun appeared behind Zuo Zicheng without any warning, and Zuo Zicheng was shocked.

He looked like he had seen a ghost, and Cheng Yan rolled his eyes.

Xie Tingyu's voice was interrupted, and then he changed the subject, "I'm saying this, you really have good vision, I will accompany you for a trip."

Then, without waiting for Zuo Zicheng to react, Xie Tingyu gave Shiyun a well-behaved, sensible and helpless expression, "Sorry, Senior Sister, after all, this is about the monster, and I'm sure Senior Brother Zhong Jing is also very anxious. I'll leave for a while."

Shiyun raised her lips slightly, "Really? Then I'll wait for you to come back..."

"No need to leave any food for me. I'm already fasting. Thank you for your concern, senior sister." Xie Tingyu raised her hand to stop her with a serious expression.

Shi Yun couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, go ahead. Thank you for your help. Cheng Yan can complete the rest by himself."

Xie Tingyu nodded quickly, and then cast a gloating look at Cheng Yan, "Junior Brother Cheng Yan, work harder. You will definitely find the hoe very useful. It is a great tool for hoeing the ground."

"Junior sister, you're not leaving?" Shi Yun narrowed her eyes.

Xie Tingyu didn't even turn his head and pulled Zuo Zicheng's collar.

Zuo Zicheng was pulled sideways, and he turned around to bow to Shiyun and said goodbye, "Master, I'm leaving now."

The last time Xie Tingyu went to the Punishment Hall, it was because he had a fight with Ximen Huairen and was punished by Wang Ji.

She was whipped many times, and it hurts just thinking about it now.

Zuo Zicheng had heard about this. When he saw Xie Tingyu staring at the gate of the Punishment Hall, he suddenly remembered this place. He looked around, at the sky and the ground, but not at Xie Tingyu.

He looked so guilty that Xie Tingyu looked back and rolled his eyes.

Zuo Zicheng, who received several cold stares in one day, scratched his head and dared not speak.

"I'll go talk to Master."

He wanted to flee from this damn scene, but Xie Tingyu called him, "Wait a minute, can I sit on it?"

The layout of the Punishment Hall is strange. There is a bronze door outside, which is usually locked with a huge chain as thick as an adult's wrist.

Outsiders can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

There is no ceiling in the middle of the Punishment Hall, and it is exposed to the sky, but a barrier is used to protect the sky above.

So what is the purpose of this?

Can people who sneak in openly see the layout and existence inside?

Since Xie Tingyu had chosen the position himself, Zuo Zicheng had the opportunity to slip away. He didn't know why, but after Xie Tingyu came back from the last disciple examination at sea, he always felt an inexplicable sense of oppression every time he was with Xie Tingyu. It was obvious that Xie Tingyu's cultivation was not as good as his.

But that kind of intimidation was comparable to the feeling his master gave him.

Zuo Zicheng didn't understand why, but he could only find ways to avoid her every time.

Xie Tingyu flew and sat on top of the Punishment Hall. The wall of the Punishment Hall was very high, and sitting on it one could see half of the scenery of Xuanyuntian.

At least you can have a panoramic view of the Punishment Hall.

The monster has similarities with Wang Ji. Since Wang Ji died unexpectedly in the underground palace in the Western Desert, how could his face appear on this monster?

He looked weird and extremely ugly, and the strange evil aura seemed to be naturally integrated with him.

This is quite different from the impression I have of Wang Ji.

Xie Tingyu's legs were shaking as he sat safely on the wall. Although the Punishment Hall seemed peaceful on the outside, who knows how many masters were hiding in secret.

Just waiting for her to make some movement, or for some noise to happen somewhere else, and then he would suddenly jump out.

It is like a predator secretly watching for the arrival of its prey, waiting for the right opportunity to strike, and when the prey lets down its guard, it bites it without hesitation.

Xie Tingyu sat under the eyes of countless people, appearing exceptionally calm.

She bent one leg and rested her elbow on her knee.

He took out a spiritual fruit from the storage ring, took a big bite, and while eating, his eyes shifted to the Punishment Hall below.

There were always countless roars coming from the Punishment Hall, most of them were disciples who were locked up there for committing crimes.

Some of them are obsessed and have no choice but to come here to calm their minds.

Those sounds were all extremely miserable, and anyone who heard them would cry.

Xie Tingyu was about to raise his eyes, but suddenly his gaze fixed and a familiar figure appeared in his field of vision. Xie Tingyu's gaze was not concealed at all, and the man noticed that Xie Tingyu was looking up.

The man stood in the punishment hall, wearing a thin white robe, with disheveled hair and a pale face.

He is an old acquaintance.

Simon Huairen.

The first time we met, I was beaten to the Punishment Hall and punished. Unexpectedly, a year later, I met him here again.

But he looked like he had just been tortured, with blood all over his body, and looked particularly ferocious.

I don't know why this Young Master Ximen came to such a place to suffer injustice. Ximen Huairen's gaze paused for only a moment, and he looked away when he saw the person clearly.

He had no intention of reminiscing about the past with Xie Tingyu, come to think of it.

After all, there was nothing in common between them.

The last time he went to the sea for the disciple test, he turned out to be such a mess that no one expected. He had been in seclusion for so long, and who could have expected to see Xie Tingyu in a place like this.

The sleeves covered Ximen Huairen's hands. He clenched his fists, lowered his head, and walked towards the gate of the Punishment Hall.

There were dots of blood sprinkled on the bronze door, and black and red blood was dripping.

It symbolizes the brutality of the Xingjie Hall.

Xie Tingyu actually didn't understand why they didn't take this monster to the Extermination Hall for study, but instead left it in this Punishment Hall that specialized in "curing people".

How would this help?

Just as he sneered and looked away, the figure below suddenly fell down.

Before Ximen Huairen's hand even touched the bronze door, his body fell backwards without any warning.

Xie Tingyu raised his hand and pushed away a piece of gravel on the ground.

Ximen Huairen fell hard, but he didn't hit the stone after all.

Xie Tingyu slowly swallowed the last bite of the spiritual fruit and shouted loudly, "Everyone, the thing you have been waiting for is here!"