I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 513 I have a junior...

The entrance to the dungeon is relatively hidden, and it took nearly 10 minutes for Chen Hai to find its location.

Zheng Donglai and Fang Qingshan have a lot of things to deal with.

After pressing Deng Qian for a long time, I didn't get much useful information from him. The two of them had already left, leaving one of his subordinates stationed in the dungeon.

When Chen Hai walked in, the man guarding Deng Qian closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he was falling asleep.

After all, Deng Qian was still hung upside down on the beam.

He looked like he was going to die, he had no strength to resist, and he couldn't play any tricks at all.

The man who guarded him was very relieved about this.

Stationed in the dungeon, the weather has always been calm. He was a little bored, so he simply closed his eyes and began to doze off.

Touching this person, Chen Hai casually pinched his neck, knocking him out.

"This Deng Qian, looked fine yesterday, but I haven't seen him for a day, and he was tortured into such a ghostly look?"

"Could it be that those newcomers in Hong's residence are not members of the Bloodthirsty Sect, but their enemies?"

"Otherwise, how could they be so ruthless when targeting someone like Deng Qian?"

Chen Hai circled twice around Deng Qian who had passed out.

Looking at Deng Qian's hideous wounds all over his body, he clicked his tongue and said with emotion.

"When the sun comes out, it's a little red, and you ride a dragon backwards with a golden whip in your hand, and drink the water from the Yangtze River in one gulp, and the disciple's blood won't flow."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Haimo recited the spell-casting formula of sealing the knife technique, and then, he squeezed the formula of his master, lightly pointed at Deng Qian's body.

Although this sealing knife technique is just a small skill, it is still very effective in treating trauma.

For this technique, it was not the first time Chen Hai had used it. When he performed it, he was familiar with the way, and the process was extremely smooth, as if flowing clouds and flowing water.

His finger just landed on Deng Qian.

The hideous wounds on his body had already begun to grow granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then bit by bit, they began to slowly close.

Completely heal those wounds on Deng Qian's body?

This was too noticeable, and he hadn't thought about it at all.

After the wounds on his body didn't look so hideous, the finger that Chen Hai tapped on his body has been retracted again.

But Deng Qian is still in a coma, and has no intention of waking up.

Frowning, Chen Hai scanned his surroundings.

When he saw a few steps away, there was still half a barrel of cold water in a large wooden barrel.

He walked to the wooden barrel, scooped up half a scoop of water with the wooden ladle in the barrel, and poured it directly on Deng Qian.

"Ah..." When this ladle of water goes down, the effect is immediate.

With a scream, Deng Qian's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing this situation, Chen Hai couldn't help becoming suspicious.

Going down with a ladle of cold water may make Deng Qian sober, but there shouldn't be such a big reaction.

After thinking about it, he used his fingers to lightly dip the little water stain left in the wooden ladle, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

The taste of the water is salty, not a little salty, but very salty.

"Those people, you bastards!"

"How much salt was put in this bucket to make it so salty?"

"No wonder, Deng Qian reacted so violently, his body trembled like he was insane..."

Chen Hai suddenly realized, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

This half bucket of salt water has been placed here.

Locked in the dungeon, Deng Qian was tortured and tortured. The water in the bucket should be specially prepared for him.

Before Chen Hai touched this place, he didn't know how much salt water had been splashed on his wounds all over his body.

Now, although Chen Hai used the knife sealing method to help him deal with some wounds, but his body was full of wounds, and they just didn't look so hideous, and they didn't really recover.

When the scoop of salt water was poured down, Deng Qian hummed for a while, and under the stimulation of the severe pain, he finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Senior, why are you here?" Seeing the grimace mask on Chen Hai's face, Deng Qian was startled.

But soon, he had already reacted.

It was hanging upside down on the beam, and it was inconvenient for him to salute. At the moment, at most, he was showing respect to Chen Hai in terms of words and attitude.

"There's something I need to ask you."

"Knowing that you are locked up here, I came here to take a look."

Throwing the wooden ladle in his hand back into the barrel, Chen Hai spoke calmly.

"Senior, if you want to ask me anything, just say it straight."

"As long as it is something I know, I must know everything and say everything."

Deng Qian quickly opened his mouth and agreed.

He knows what his current situation is like.

With that scapegoat on his back, he will be escorted back to the Bloodthirsty Sect.

The grimacing man in front of him suddenly appeared here. Perhaps, he wanted to escape this catastrophe. This man in front of him was his only chance of survival.

"Since you are a disciple of the Bloodthirsty Sect, then you sect, how to test whether a person has cultivation talent, you must know."

"Don't hide anything, be honest, tell me what you know."

"If the answer you gave satisfies me, I might as well help you and let you escape."

With no expression on his face, Chen Hai nodded and said calmly.

However, although he said so, he did not take any other actions.

Deng Qian in front of him was still hanging upside down from the beam.

Letting him down, Chen Hai didn't think about it for the time being.

After all, to let him answer his own questions, as long as he can speak, he doesn't need the help of hands and feet.

"Senior, the treasure inherited from our Bloodthirsty Sect is a pool of blood."

"The life-blood of countless powerful beings is gathered in the blood pool. These true bloods are born with supernatural powers, and those who match them can perceive a lot of things from them at a glance."

"The sect is used to test whether a person has a talent for cultivation. They will draw a blood map, and then imprint a ray of charm from the blood pool on it."

"People with talent will naturally feel something when they see the blood map."

"Of course, if you really want to start practicing, you can't just rely on the blood map. Only by joining our bloodthirsty sect can you obtain the true inheritance."

……

They have already regarded Chen Hai as a life-saving straw, in front of him, Deng Qian naturally dare not hide anything.

He even told Chen Hai the whole process of joining the Bloodthirsty Sect in detail.

Hearing his words, Chen Hai nodded thoughtfully.

If there were no accidents, the picture he found from Hong Qingtian's hand should undoubtedly be a blood picture.

Seeing the blood map, Ye Qingqing would feel something, it should be because she is compatible with the Bloodthirsty Sect's technique and can practice this technique.

"You only need to be talented to join your Bloodthirsty Sect? Is there any age limit?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Hai asked again.

"Senior, whether it is our Bloodthirsty Sect or other sects, when recruiting disciples, the age limit will be under 16 years old."

"People in this age group have stronger plasticity, and it is easier to detect talent."

"For people who are too old, it is absolutely impossible to have a talent for cultivation, but the chances of it are definitely very small."

Deng Qian is quite familiar with this aspect.

As soon as Chen Hai's words fell, he had already given an answer immediately.

Chen Hai, who was in a pretty good mood at first, became pale when he heard this.

He snorted softly and said, "Rules are rules, but no matter how strict the rules are, they are nothing more than human feelings."

"Didn't you tell me last night that if I am willing to join the Bloodthirsty Sect, I can immediately become a guest?"

"With the authority of the guest, can't the sect be accommodated and allow them to relax the age a little bit when recruiting disciples?"

Unhappy in his heart, even when he spoke, there seemed to be a deep resentment.

On the other side, Deng Qian had a helpless face and a wry smile.

If it were him yesterday, as long as Chen Hai was willing to join the Bloodthirsty Sect as a guest minister, he would definitely report to him immediately.

If things can really come true, as the person who recommended him, this can be regarded as a small achievement.

But now, he could not protect himself, as long as he was escorted back to the sect, what awaited him would be a dead end.

Given his current situation, how would he recommend Chen Hai to join the Bloodthirsty Sect?

Hearing Chen Hai talk about the authority issue after becoming the guest minister of the bloodthirsty sect, he really didn't know how to respond except for a silent wry smile.
"Senior, rules are nothing more than human feelings, and this is indeed the truth."

"For your sake, senior, when the sect recruited disciples, you allowed them to be flexible in terms of age."

"As long as the recruited disciple's age is not too outrageous, the Zongmen should give you this face."

Seeing Chen Hai complaining constantly, the chill on his body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Deng Qian was cautious, he bit the bullet, quickly picked up good words as much as possible, and responded.

"Really? That's okay." After a while, Chen Hai seemed to feel a little more relaxed.

But after thinking about it, he added: "I am a junior, and it fits well with your sect's exercises."

"In terms of age, she does exceed a lot, but fortunately, she is only in her sixties, not seventy."

"I intend to let her join your sect. Your sect should give me some face, right?"

Deng Qian was dumbfounded, and fortunately he was hung upside down on the beam. If he was standing in front of Chen Hai, he would definitely fall down depressed at this moment.

How much is sixty, less than seventy?That's it, isn't that too old?
Such a person, join the Bloodthirsty Sect?Where is the bloodthirsty sect, a nursing home?

Not to mention Deng Qian's current situation, even if he had introduced Chen Hai into the sect to become a guest minister, it was impossible for a man in his sixties to join the bloodthirsty sect and become a disciple of the sect.

Unless someone from the high-level sect agrees to this matter, and then fights against all opinions, there is only a slight chance of success if this matter is to be done.

(End of this chapter)