my unparalleled way

Chapter 1015 An Zhiruosu
Lian Shan didn't wake up until the night when Yin Li came to the city. For the previous three days, he had been locked up alone, and at the same time, he was given certain drugs to prolong the coma.

Just like the Ten Days Drunk that Tang Xiaozhi used on Rong Yu back then, this drug can make people sleepy for many days, but it doesn't have much effect on practitioners.

The reason is simple, practitioners have spiritual power in their bodies, and spiritual power can wrap these medicines, force them out of the body, or dissolve them directly.

If it were the former Lin Si, he could drink this kind of medicine directly as water. For the destruction of SCPG, this kind of medicine would have no effect at all.But now Lianshan, even though he still has the strength above the extreme realm, has a major flaw, that is, he has no spiritual power.

His body is extremely powerful, but without cultivation, he is still an ordinary person after all.

What's more, the amount of medicine fed to him by the two Pojing was enough to put three elephants into a coma for seven days and seven nights.

They are very cautious, and they know that this person cannot be treated as a normal person.Once they wake up, it may pose a great threat to them.

Putting him in the handcuffs and shackles of other slaves is a joke.With his strength, he might be able to easily tear off heavy iron objects that many low-level practitioners can't do anything about.

It's better to let him sleep until you really find a way to restrain him.

And the moment Lian Shan woke up, they felt more and more that their decision was extremely correct.

This person really woke up earlier than they thought, but fortunately, he can't escape now.

On his neck, he wore a silver ring with a width of one inch and several holes on the outside.The ring stuck tightly to his flesh, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"I don't care if I'm really dumb or not, or if I can understand our words." The middle-aged broken-world cultivator looked coldly at him who was sitting on the ground: "You are wearing a beast ring around your neck. It’s here to imprison the monsters. Once you leave our range of ten miles, or tear it vigorously, it will cut off your head.”

The eyes of the man in front of him remained unchanged, he still just looked at him indifferently, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

This kind of gaze made the two boundary-breaking cultivators extremely uncomfortable.

No fear, no madness, just watching them quietly, like watching a dead person.On the island that day, he had the same look when he killed someone.

Because he killed too many people, they had to use spirit stones to stop the mouths of the families behind those people during the day.

This made them almost lose their money on this trip, and this business is really getting harder and harder to do.Now their only hope is pinned on the man in front of them.

Not surprisingly, he can bring them more spirit stones.

They quickly brought him to a dark stone house, where they personally branded the same marks on the back of his hands as those ordinary people before.

Even though his body is extremely strong, if he is directly branded with a red-hot iron, his skin will still be bruised and his blood will not stop.

However, during the whole process, he still had an indifferent expression on his face, as if the hand didn't feel anything at all.

This kind of performance made the two boundary breaking cultivators secretly startled, but at the same time couldn't help but secretly nodded.The more he is like this, the more he can fight.

After all, injuries are inevitable in battle, and injuries will inevitably affect performance, and enduring pain is actually part of combat effectiveness, even a very important part.

And what they need is his fighting power.

Physical pain was nothing to him. The suffering and torture that Feng Qin had endured back then in order to train him to be a qualified Assassin King were much greater than this.

But what he thinks in his heart, maybe only he knows.

He was quickly sent into a dungeon separated by iron plates. In this dark, damp and smelly place, he met many 'companions'.

He didn't know these people, but these people who were locked in the cages were all slaves with the so-called 'slave mark' on the back of their hands like him.

They were all caught here, he knew it well.

But in fact, he still doesn't know where it is.His understanding of the Cangluo Continent was not as good as Yin Li's after all, not to mention that he didn't know that he left the Cangluo Continent all the way north and then ended up on that small island.

He quickly forgot about these incomprehensible things.

He knew that what he needed most now was strength. When he didn't have strength, no matter if he shouted or cried or got angry, it was just to make people laugh.Feng Qin taught him this point countless times.

He was brought into a cage that was only less than two feet in size, and there were already six slaves in this cage, which seemed extremely crowded.

And that's all, the top floor of the cage is only as high as the neck of a normal person.His figure was already quite tall, so after bending over to enter here, he could only sit down directly.

Two boundary breaking cultivators locked him inside, and then threatened him severely, and then gradually left.

But at this moment, he was already sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, trying again the practice that had made no progress before.

If the two boundary-breaker monks were right, then he was indeed unable to escape for the time being, but he would not despair.

As long as there is a chance, he will not let it go.

He quickly entered a certain state of cultivation, oblivious to the fact that there were actually six other people beside him.He has no interest in these people, so it is naturally impossible for him to think about talking to them, let alone have any feelings of sympathy.

boom!
He was suddenly punched hard on the head. With his strength, he could easily avoid this punch, but he knew that this punch would not cause any harm to him, so he was too lazy to stop his cultivation.

"Boy, this is not where you sit!"

Could it be that he encountered so-called prison bullying?He didn't make a sound. The provocation of these people made him feel nothing.

He didn't have any feelings about this kind of thing, let alone any emotion.

For example, these people are already slaves, but they still don't forget to establish a new 'class' here.

"Boy, get out of the way and kneel!" He was kicked in the waist and eyes again.

The six people in the prison bent down and stood up one after another, surrounding him.

"Is this guy deaf? Damn it!" The man in front of him raised his foot again and kicked him hard in the face.

He finally opened his eyes, and after a while, the cage he was in was quiet.

There are many cages in this huge prison, but there is only one oil lamp. It seems that this place is always in the dark night.

This night's practice still yielded nothing, but his face did not look too disappointed. He was already prepared for this kind of result.

He firmly believed that one day he would become a practitioner again.

It wasn't until there was a sound from above that the prison that had been quiet came alive again.

He heard the sound of staggering steps in the nearby cage, followed by noise, as if many people were scrambling for something.

He guessed and didn't do it, it was because someone brought them 'breakfast'.

There is a stone trough in each cage, and every day someone will carry a large bucket of so-called food and pour a few spoonfuls into each stone trough.

The number of people in each cage varies, some have three or four people, some have a dozen or so people, and whoever gets to eat in the end depends entirely on themselves.

These foods exude a strong rotten smell, which can be said to be disgusted even by pigs and dogs, but now they are being snatched by these slaves as treasures.

There is no way, if you don't eat, then you will only be hungry for the day.

And they will be driven out to work soon. If they have no strength, they will only be greeted with whips.

The stone trough of Lian Shan's cage was also quickly filled with a mixture of soup and rotten leaves.

He sat cross-legged in front of the stone trough, although there was still a distance of four feet, he could already smell the stench, and he could also see a few struggling insects floating on the soup.

Maybe they are the 'aboriginal people' in this stone trough?

He quickly entered the state of eating. He didn't have any bowls and chopsticks, so he picked them up with both hands and stuffed them into his mouth.He didn't eat fast but he didn't eat slowly either. Unlike the fights in other cages, there was only one person eating quietly, and no one competed with him.

Although his movements are not very elegant, they give people a very formal feeling. If he is in a banquet of a wealthy family or a palace, no one will find fault with his behavior.

If you don't look at what the food is.

He needs to eat and replenish his strength so that he can stand up, it's as simple as that.As for what the food was, he didn't want to think about it.When he was training in Shifanglou, he had eaten even worse food, so all this was nothing in front of him.

The time to eat is less than half a quarter of an hour.

After that, more than a dozen monks who were only at the beginning stage and the spy stage came in with whips and sticks. They opened the cages and drove the slaves out.

These slaves, of course, they will not keep them in vain, they have to work.

Some people will be driven to the fields, some will be driven to the mines, some will be driven to certain workshops...

As for any salary, of course there will be no salary.

Here, being an ordinary person is the original sin, the reason for all the bullying.This kind of thing has been going on for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. They have been used to it since they were born, and it seems to be their destiny.

In this environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to maintain a good state. There will always be people who get up slowly, and there will always be people who can't walk fast enough.

As a result, the sound of whips and cries continued for a while.

He turned a deaf ear to this, at this time he had just finished eating the last 'food', so he closed his eyes again, and just entered the state of cultivation.

But then, his brief calm was broken.

His cage was also opened, and a young beginner cultivator barged in cursing with a whip, and then whipped the six people lying motionless on the ground with his head covered.

If you fall asleep and can't get up to work, the end will be extremely miserable.

A moment later, the mournful and terrified cry of the beginner cultivator resounded in the cage.

(End of this chapter)