Tianlao is located on the snowy plateau sandwiched between the six countries. The altitude here starts at 3,000 meters, with snow all year round. The central area is permafrost, and there are large areas of desert and snow without even a blade of grass.
Yet in such a desolate place stands a prison, with its towering black walls standing out against the snow-white ground.
"Number 89, raise your head when you wake up."
The prison guard, armed with a gun, spoke in a low voice, his tone calm and indifferent, just like Inspector Xie Yunan who was outside.
The voice echoed in the empty alloy cell, and finally reached the person sitting at the innermost. His face was hidden in the shadows, and his skinny body was covered with iron chains. Iron nails pierced through his limbs and scapula and connected to the metal wall.
"hehe……"
The man's lips moved slightly, and an extremely unpleasant sharp sound came out, as if countless nails were scratching on a blackboard.
"Ten blood foods."
“No one is on death row this month.”
"No need to discuss this..."
The prison guard ignored the prisoner's refusal and turned to look at the person next to him. A fat man with thick eyebrows, thick lips, a simple look, less than 1.6 meters tall, and a smile on his face.
A Class A cultivator of the Zhou Kingdom, soul type, Zhong Fu.
The two exchanged glances, and after receiving a nod from the other, Warning asked, "Li Changsheng, do you know this name?"
The prisoner remained silent and did not respond, as if he had never heard of this name. But the prison guards did not trust the prisoner's reaction. People with strong cultivation can perfectly control their bodies, and it is difficult for them to show their emotions if they want to.
Zhong Fu approached the prison guard and whispered something, but the prison guard did not press the microphone button, and the voice did not reach the cell. But the prisoner looked up suddenly as if he heard it, his eyes were dark, his eyes had been dug out, leaving only two black bloody holes.
Zhong Fu fell to the ground with a thud, and his body burned naturally like paper.
"It's really scary. As expected of a reincarnation, even the lowest level ones are terrifyingly strong."
Another fat man walked out of the shadows, still with that simple smile on his face.
"A dragon swimming in shallow water is bullied by shrimps, and a tiger in plain water is bullied by dogs." The prisoner lowered his head again, "A mere Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator dares to challenge me..."
"Think positively, senior. I am also a genius in the spiritual realm. Currently, there are very few cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage in the entire world, and there are probably only a few national-level cultivators who are being trained by the country with all its strength in the Golden Core stage." Zhong Fu comforted.
"You are just building your foundation."
“Hahahaha! You don’t know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. People are divided into noble and humble. The gap between people of the same realm can be as big as heaven and earth. Only mediocre people think that being at the same realm means being on the same level with everyone else. If you let me out, even if there are ten, a hundred, or a thousand of you, you still can’t beat me.”
Amid the prisoner's almost insane laughter, Zhong Fu did not refute. This was indeed the fact.
There is always an upper limit to the physical difference between people, but there seems to be no upper limit to the difference between creatures like monks. They are all building foundations and opening spiritual platforms, but these reincarnated people can fight against a hundred people alone.
One bullet can kill a foundation-building person, but it can never kill a reincarnated person.
Zhong Fu was not annoyed, and returned to the main topic and continued to ask: "Let me ask again, have you heard of the name Li Changsheng? If you still want to save some face for yourself, please tell me the truth. I don't want to enter your soul again to verify the authenticity."
The prisoner fell into silence for a long time, and Zhong Fu waited patiently.
"I know him, of course I know him, that guy is incredible, I didn't expect he was also reincarnated. You either kill him with one blow, or don't provoke him. People are born different, I am just a mediocrity in front of him, hahahaha..." The prisoner's posture was crazy, as if he was crying and laughing, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Evil Taoist Li Changsheng, kill all the tens of thousands of cultivators in Yunzhou!"
Zhong Fu's heart shuddered, and a bad guess emerged in his mind. The bigwigs who were watching them through the camera described and reacted even more intensely than him.
The headset urged: "Is what he said true?"
"I didn't sense that he was lying." Zhong Fu did not guarantee anything, even though the other party had been suppressed by drugs to the point where an ordinary person could kill him.
Hundreds of people died in order to capture him, including monks. Five Class A monks died at the hands of this old demon. No one knows how many cards this old monster has. The longer they reincarnate, the harder it is to capture or kill them.
"Keep asking. This is a matter of great importance and we must get to the bottom of it. The Zhou Kingdom cannot produce another White Lotus Saint."
Zhong Fu asked: "What did he do specifically? Was he an evil cultivator?"
"Hehe..." The prisoner's mouth curved in a frightening arc, and he said jokingly, "His aura is the most neutral and peaceful I have ever seen. It is more upright than the cultivators in Shangqing Palace. He is worthy of being called an orthodox cultivator of Xuanmen. If he is an evil cultivator, then there is no cultivator in the world who is not an evil cultivator."
The truth.
"Is he a righteous monk?"
"Of course, Li Changsheng is known as a Taoist of great kindness and virtue. He has done countless good deeds throughout his life, and his incense is everywhere in the mortal world. Countless cultivators praise him highly. He is simply a role model of the righteous path, which makes me feel ashamed."
Lies, all lies.
Zhong Fu frowned and said, "Senior, I don't want to use some dishonorable means."
"One hundred blood foods, or delving into my soul to find the answer, wouldn't you like this?"
"......" Zhong Fu released the call button and said to the big shot on the other side of the headset: "Except the first sentence, everything is false."
"Prepare for soul search."
"yes."
Ten minutes later, more than a dozen medical staff rushed into the cell. Each of them was wearing a protective suit covered with talismans. These were talismans for concentrating the mind to defend against attacks from the soul.
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