Boom!

A muffled sound was heard in the stinking cesspool, as if something had sunk again.

Gold juice splashes.

A large number of flies were frightened and flew up with a buzzing sound, disturbing the pigs nearby - not Qin Xiaozhu, but the pigs in the pigpen.

"Enjoy it! This is what you get for being my father's enemy!"

Qin Zi stood outside the pit, sealing it and sneering.

He has bought many pig pens and manure pits around and established two pig farms - East Factory and West Factory.

Raising a large number of pigs can ensure the supply of manure, so no matter how many people are caught, they can easily soak in the manure pit.

The cesspool is a great form of torture because it is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

Most of the strong people have experienced many hardships. Pain is actually not a big deal to them. Only this kind of mental torture is the most painful for them.

Qin Xiaozhu is well aware of this.

Soon, he set up layers of seals outside the pits to ensure that they would not be stolen by people with ulterior motives, and then left.

But underneath the pit, the scene was quite different.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Emperor Qinlong roared angrily.

Of course, not the mouth.

The smelly socks in his mouth had been taken out, but he didn't dare to open his mouth, so he could only roar with his soul.

This is the roar of the soul.

This is the voice from the soul.

"Hey, young man, save your energy."

At this time, an old sigh came from the side, sounding weak.

Emperor Wu, who captured the dragon, was shocked.

He turned his head to look - he didn't dare to open his eyes, and used the soul's exploration ability.

Although his power was sealed, his soul could still see things within a few meters.

Then, he saw a golden soul wrapped in a big net into a ball. The soul shone brightly like a burning sun.

“So strong!”

The Dragon-Catching Emperor's expression changed slightly. The aura emitted by this soul gave him a sense of horror.

This is God!

"Senior, you are..."

Emperor Qinlong Wu asked softly, feeling a natural liking for this senior god who was in the same boat with him - he is worse off than me!

A dignified god was soaked in a cesspool, and it seemed that he had come in earlier than him. Thinking about it this way, his experience was not unacceptable.

People need comparison to feel happy.

"I am Qingxuan Sanren... I was ambushed by that beast before, and then I was imprisoned here by the little beast."

The spirit said in a low voice.

"Senior is so powerful, how could he be caught by him?"

Emperor Qinlong Wu was very puzzled. Although Qin Chuan was very strong and had treasures, the power of the soul in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

This is a god!

“Hehe, my strength had not yet recovered to the level of a god at that time, so he attacked me with a treasure. Now I am suppressed by the treasure. Even if my strength has recovered a little, I will not be able to break free in a short time.”

Qingxuan Sanren said with self-mockery.

Suddenly, Qingxuan Sanren stared at the Dragon-Catching Emperor and exclaimed, "You... you actually have that kind of physique!"

The Dragon-Catching Emperor's expression subconsciously changed slightly, and he asked tentatively: "Senior, do you know my physique?"

His physique was strange and powerful, but he had not found any clues for tens of thousands of years.

"Don't you know? This is an immortal body that is rare in the ages!"

Qingxuan Sanren said with fiery eyes:

"This physique possesses an extremely strong vitality. Most importantly, it can perfectly control every particle that makes up the body and can cut off the connection between particles at any time."

"That is to say, when you are injured and some particles are damaged, you can directly discard those particles and then regenerate new particles to replace the damaged particles, thus resolving the injury."

"An injury that is fatal to others is just a waste of your vitality."

"Even if it is split in half, it can regenerate particles and grow back together without leaving any trace."

The more the Dragon-Catching Emperor listened, the more frightened he became.

This is exactly what he said about his situation!

He wasn't very smart, but he was able to rise to prominence through brute force, relying on his special physique.

Because of his toughness and good luck, he can take greater risks than others and strive for greater opportunities.

Even when fighting, he would exchange his life with others, but in the end, others would die and he would just pat his butt and get up.

Therefore, every person who rises up does not do so by chance; they must have something extraordinary in them!

"Young man, are you willing to take me as your master?"

Suddenly, Qingxuan Sanren asked.

"ah??"

Emperor Qinlong was stunned for a moment. He looked at Qingxuan Sanren who was soaked in the sewage like himself, and fell silent.

There is a strange feeling in my heart.

As the saying goes, we are both wanderers in this world, so why should we know each other when we meet? Now we are both dung pit divers, how can he become his disciple?

It's a bit disgusting no matter how you look at it.

yes.

Shouldn't his master be a great and majestic figure who sits cross-legged in the sky? But the one in front of him...

It’s not that Qingxuan Sanren is not strong.

This situation is really sad.

Qingxuan Sanren seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said calmly, "People are subject to misfortunes and blessings from day to day, and the moon waxes and wanes. What can a temporary situation tell us? A genius like you is also soaked in a cesspool. Do you think that you only deserve to stay in a cesspool?"

Wow!

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qinlong Wu was struck by a wake-up call, and a look of shame appeared on his face.

It is unbelievable that he has lived for tens of thousands of years and is still so superficial.

He took a deep breath, and then said solemnly: "Junior Qin Long, I am willing to take you as my teacher!"

"good!"

Qingxuan Sanren laughed and said, "Now that we are in prison, we can skip those conventional formalities. From now on, you are my disciple, Qingxuan Sanren, and I will personally teach you everything I have learned throughout my life."

"Qin Long greets Master!"

Emperor Wu, who captured the dragon, said respectfully, his surname is Qin and his name is Long.

"Well, good disciple."

Qingxuan Sanren smiled with relief. He finally had a new disciple, and he was so strong.

When he selects his disciples, he actually looks at their physical condition and whether they can withstand training.

A teacher is one who gathers the Tao and imparts it to others!

"Disciple, I have a secret method here. Combined with your physique, it should be able to help us escape from this predicament. I will teach it to you now." Qingxuan Sanren said with a smile, suppressing his excitement.

"Thank you, Master!"

The Dragon-Catching Emperor showed excitement.

In fact, he felt that the old man was not normal and seemed to have bad intentions towards him, but he pretended not to know.

As long as he can become stronger, he is not afraid of anything. Besides, what kind of things has he not experienced and what kind of scenes has he not seen in the burial area?

One-on-one tutoring?

Two-on-one training?

Three to one reinforcement?

Too small.

Small layout!!

This pair of master and disciple, who each had their own ulterior motives, had no idea that their every move was actually under Qin Chuan's surveillance.

certainly.

At this time, Qin Chuan was too lazy to pay attention to these two guys because he had to do something more important - generating income.

Commonly known as, cutting leeks!

With the vigorous promotion of the Human Temple and the Tianheng Clan, a Tianjiao Arena Competition kicked off.