Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 503 Cruelty (Fourth)

The so-called hunting of martial veins is just a high-sounding statement by those in the Wuji Temple. In fact, they use a special technique to extract the martial veins from the body of the monks who have awakened the martial veins.

This method is extremely cruel, once the martial vein is pulled out, the talent of this monk will be lost, and he will not be able to practice martial arts in the future.

What's more, some monks with weak physique experienced pain like flesh and blood when their martial veins were pulled out, and they couldn't survive after that.

Therefore, this kind of thing is only circulated inside the Wuji Temple, and they dare not blatantly do it outside.

As for those who know the inside story, due to the strength of the Wuji Temple, they dare not speak out justice at all.

At this moment, Jiang Mo is holding a book in his hand that is very common in the Wuji Temple. Jiang Mo has read all the methods introduced above, but if he wants to learn this pulse-drawing technique, he has to learn it. Watch people demonstrate in person.

If Jiang Mo learns this method, he will definitely not do those outrageous things. If he only wants to improve his merits, he can find some treacherous and evil people and take their martial veins away, which can be regarded as punishment.

The scale of the Wuji Temple is no less than that of the Cangming Palace, and newcomers come to report every day to learn the technique of pulling the pulse.

Above the temple are row upon row of houses and buildings, but below is a huge dungeon.

For newcomers who come to learn the art of pulling pulses, this dungeon is open and can enter at will.

There were seven or eight people who entered the dungeon with Jiang Mo. When they stepped into the entrance of the dungeon, a gust of cold wind hit their faces, making everyone shiver uncontrollably.

Entering the dungeon, as far as the eye can see, there are wooden bridges and corridors criss-crossing, leading to different places.

Looking down, there are adult-sized iron cages hanging on the tall walls on all sides. Inside the iron cages, there are big living people with dull and distracted eyes!
At the first glance, Jiang Mo couldn't help but be shocked. Such a large number of living people are like goods, hanging here to be slaughtered.

On the wall, there was a dim candlelight illuminating the dungeon, and the living people with disheveled hair and sallow complexions looked extremely terrifying under the light of the candlelight.

The whole situation is just like that of the Nine Nether Earth Underworld, the only difference is that there is still a little popularity here.

On the ground, there were more than a dozen figures in black robes. They were busy with expressionless faces, and they held objects that looked like iron rings in their left hands. There were dozens of holes, large and small, on the objects.

"Newcomers, if you need the technique of pulling the pulse, come to me." Just as Jiang Mo and the others pondered and looked at it, a rough voice came.

Following the direction where the voice came from, Jiang Mo saw a man with bare arms, holding a larger hoop in his left hand, and a very burly man hanging in front of him.

Jiang Mo and others followed the sound and walked slowly down the extended wooden bridge.

"You newcomers, keep your eyes open. Next, I'm going to demonstrate how to draw a pulse. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your good fortune." The man with bare arms pretended to be profound.

After the words fell, Jiang Mo saw a cone-shaped object about an inch in size appeared in his right hand. The head of the object was spiral-shaped and very sharp. At first glance, it looked like a murderous weapon.

"This thing is called the Blood Soul Cone. It can penetrate into a monk's body, fix his soul, and strip his martial veins." The man with bare arms said aloud.

Talking man, a ray of light gushed out of his palm, and directly shot out the blood soul awl about the size of an inch, and pierced it into the dantian of the strong man in front of him.

"Ah——" the blood soul awl pierced the dantian, and the burly man raised his head to the sky and let out a scream, his eyes suddenly turned red, his whole body trembled like chaff, and cold sweat dripped down unceasingly.

Such a burly man couldn't bear the severe pain. One can imagine how painful it was for the seemingly small blood soul awl to pierce his dantian!

The man with the bare arms glanced at the burly man lightly, and said with disdain: "What is this little pain, if someone else comes here, this one can kill you!"

The use of the blood soul awl is also very particular about technique, if it is a novice, there will inevitably be mistakes, and even destroy the dantian, causing the person whose pulse is drawn to lose his life.

After the words fell, the man with bare arms continued to move, with rays of light spouting from his palm, as if he was controlling the blood soul awl that pierced into his dantian.

At this moment, the blood soul awl began to stir in the dantian, peeling off the martial vein that penetrated into the bone marrow, inch by inch, this pain, ordinary people can't feel it at all!
After seeing this scene, most of the people who came with Jiang Mo felt their scalps go numb and their hands and feet trembled slightly.

Only some cruel-hearted guys will be very happy to see this scene!

This process lasted for about half a stick of incense, and finally a phantom shadow of martial arteries in the shape of a long knife emerged from behind the burly man.

After the long saber martial vein appeared, the blood soul cone in his dantian immediately flew back with a bloody light.

The man with bare arms grabbed the blood soul awl with his right hand, and then stretched out his left hand. The iron ring with holes of various sizes suddenly burst into bursts of light, directly sucking the long saber martial vein into it.

"It's done!" The man with the bare arms grinned, and immediately slapped the iron ring with his palm, completely sealing the long sword martial vein in the iron ring.

After finishing all this, he just turned his head to look at Jiang Mo and the others, and said, "This thing is called the vein lock ring, and it complements the blood soul awl. The blood soul cone strips off the martial vein, and the vein lock ring works like a charm. It is to seal the martial arteries."

Jiang Mo first glanced at the blood soul awl and the vein lock ring, and then looked at the burly man whose martial veins had been pulled away.

At this moment, the cold sweat on his body could not stop flowing down, his whole body was trembling non-stop, and it was almost very difficult to even stand up.

"Taking away the martial veins is no different from peeling the flesh and blood, and it is indeed beyond ordinary people to do such a cruel thing." Jiang Mo said in his heart, "If there is a chance, I will destroy this Wuji sage. temple."

The man with bare arms glanced at Jiang Mo and the others, and said, "I've just finished the demonstration. Next, one of you wants to try it. This dungeon is full of experimental products!"

While speaking, the man glanced at the hundreds of people hanging on the wall and smiled cruelly.

Not long after he finished speaking, a servant-like man dragged a thin woman here.

To be precise, it was just a teenage girl who was caught here as a test object by these cruel guys.

Seeing the little girl's sallow complexion and haggard look, Jiang Mo took a deep breath.

"These bastards!"

(End of this chapter)