I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

With the help of real space level realm, Lin Chuan transferred the two to Chuan Xuezong with no difficulty.

In sect, two dísciples immediately stepped forward, tied them up tightly, and took them away.

In one hour, the battle is over.

Except for the man in the tuxedo who fled, only two Grade 1 experts managed to escape.

The rest of the Western experts were either killed on the spot, or severely injured and captured, without exception.

At this time, Ling Yanxue also took advantage of the effectiveness of the Zijingyurong medicine pill, and his injuries have recovered by a small amount.

Lin Chuan simply hugged her directly, flew back to sect, and healed her injuries.

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In the side hall of the Snow Sect of Sichuan, there is a downward staircase at the bottom of the great hall.

At the entrance of the stairs, two Grade 3 experts are stationed here.

The reason is a black well below.

This black well has a history of hundreds of years. It seems to be connected to the veins, and cold water is constantly permeating inward from the wall of the well.

The cold water here is so cold that just touching it is enough to make people feel tingling.

It is born with a natural longevity, is a naturally condensed ice crystal, every bit, every drop contains the power of ice cold.

Here is the meditation place of Xuechuan Sect and the place of punishment for sect.

Whenever dísciple Elder in the clan violates the sect rules and commits a great mistake, he will be placed here and immersed in the cold water to show punishment.

Therefore, being locked to the bottom of the well is the most terrifying thing.

At this moment, two men with brown hair and Western-style faces were locked in the bottom of the well that was three feet wide.

Their bodies are tied up by five flowers and blocked by several special chains.

The tip of the chain is inlaid on the black barrier at the bottom of the well.

Their faces have already turned blue passively under the cold, but because they are in a state of fainting, they have not been able to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, one of them finally woke up under the irritation of the severe cold.

Baichar looked all around and shivered suddenly.

Immediately lowered his head, he looked at the cold water halfway down his waist.

At this moment, under his waist, his entire lower body has long lost consciousness.

If it weren't for the upper body and arms that still felt tightened by the chains, he even thought he had come to the area.

But soon, his expression shook, he cast his gaze on the companion beside him, and shouted in a low voice.

"Ula! Wake up!"

Unfortunately, the man fainted more severely than him. After shouting for so long, he couldn't wake up.

In this case, Baichar can only try to escape by himself first.

I can perceive the Inner Strength in the body, but at this moment it seems to have all disappeared.

He can only try to use the strength of his arms to prop up his entire body to escape the erosion of the cold water.

But his body is entangled in chains, and it is not easy to escape.

Baichar knows that if he keeps soaking like this, let the biting cold continue to invade the bone marrow.

Even if he is released by then, I am afraid he will suffer a lifelong hidden illness.

Cultivation base, it will be difficult to keep in!

Thinking of this, Baichar couldn't help but yelled again and again.

"Come on! Let me out!"

His voice echoed in the wall of the well, producing echoes, looping back and forth, but no one paid any attention.

For a long time, he has been so tired that he has little energy, allowing the cold water to corrode.

Until then, he seemed to hear a footstep outside the well wall.

Then, it seemed that someone's voice came out.

"Is it here?"

The voice sounded a bit familiar, but Baichar couldn't remember where he heard it for a while.

But at this moment, he can no longer take care of this, and hastily shouted.

"Help!"

Chapter 267: News from the West

"This deep well of cold was built before I established sect. It already exists."

"I tried to explore the mystery before, but due to the limitation of the cultivation base, I couldn't figure out the situation."

"But after experimenting, I found that I can barely use it, and simply use it as a place of punishment to imprison those who make mistakes in the sect."

Ling Yanxue and Lin Chuan were walking in the empty promenade.

After a few turns, I came to the guarded entrance.

Along the way, Lin Chuan has become more familiar with the internal layout of the Chuan Xuezong after passing many buildings.

Although this sect was established by Ling Yanxue and him, and a word from his name was used.

But in fact, Lin Chuan has never understood the specific internal situation of Chuan Xuezong.

If it wasn't for the two captives to be tortured personally and to understand the situation in the West, Lin Chuan would not bother to come down in person.

Now that he has heard about the origin of this so-called black well, he has a lot of interest.

After the guards, the two saw the so-called black well.

This well grows more than a foot from the ground and has a diameter of about three feet.

The overall surface is black, the surface is not smooth, or even slightly uneven.

It looks as if oil is splashed on it and brushed a few times at random.

Observing carefully, there are strange lines inside.

These lines seem to be irregular, without any regularity, but you can find the connection if you look carefully.

With the help of strong eyesight, Lin Chuan quickly sees the situation in the body.

The inner wall of the well, like the surface of the well, presents a pitch-black color, and on the edge of the inner wall, strands of slightly turbid liquid drips down continuously and flows into the two soaked. In the well water.

Judging from the white gas emerging from its surface, its temperature should be extremely cold.

"Help!"

When he noticed someone coming, Fatty Baichar called for help again.

But at the moment when Lin Chuan's face was clearly seen, the excitement on his face disappeared instantly.

Instead, there is a smile that is uglier than crying.

Looking at him, Lin Chuan asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Can you understand Daming language?"

Seeing the other party's face looked dazed, it seems that he has no ability to communicate at all, Lin Chuan frowned.

Just when Baichar was shiver coldly frightened by Lin Chuan's demeanor, he suddenly had a solution.

"Let him out first."

Ling Yanxue nodded, with a wave of his palm, Inner Strength crossed into the well.

Suddenly, the shackles of the chains were gradually loosened, and they detached from the inside and outside of the wall, and soon extended a certain distance.

Lin Chuan carefully observed Ling Yanxue's movements, imitated and tried it, and soon cleared the principle of the comprehension.

As Ling Yanxue said, the structure of this black well is extremely special.

Inner Strength cannot penetrate inside at all.

The reason for being able to control the chain is purely a certain skill at this point.

On the side wall of the well, it seems that some special material is used to make it connect to the outside space in a certain way.

The chain is the bridge connecting the two.

Because of this, under the strengthening of the icy cold water, the extremely strong chain has become more solid.

Even if it is a Grade 1 powerhouse, it can only be obediently tied into it.

Of course, many powerhouses have some hole cards in their hands, and even this black well may not be able to restrain them.

With this in mind, corresponding guards are still set up outside this so-called cell.

And Ling Yanxue's action just now uses Inner Strength and his own breath as the'key' to manipulate the chain and release the restraint.

When Baichar was in the well, he naturally felt the loosening of the chains.

He didn't know what kind of situation he would encounter, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

He hesitated for a moment when he felt the pressure in his eyes, and quickly climbed out.

Lin Chuan took a step forward, touching his finger lightly on the opponent's forehead, and Soul Power quickly penetrated.

After receiving the exchange from Spiritual Plane, Baichar was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to refuse.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

He was afraid that he would hesitate a little and die on the spot. He could only endure his mentality and let go of a part of his mind, carefully answering Lin Chuan's question.

Soon, through this level of communication, Lin Chuan figured out the origin of the other party.

This fatty is called Baichar and comes from the land of Helan.

This time, he was ordered by the Lord Helan to go to Daming with the previous tuxedo men and other experts to explore the way.

From these questions and answers, Lin Chuan figured out the route of the other party, which is quite consistent with his own guess before.

Outside the Western Regions, there is still a desert.

But outside the desert, there are still people. There are many countries standing in great numbers, and Martial Dao is also prosperous.

Although the direction of cultivation over there is not the same as that in Daming, there are also intricate relationships.

According to the understanding of Baichar's own strength and status, there is also an Absolute Peak realm expert in Helan. As for the existence of Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse, this is not known.

According to him, even if the country of Helan does not exist, there must be some in other stronger countries.

Knowing the corresponding information, Lin Chuan's brows wrinkled deeper and deeper.

With words alone, all he can understand is this.

If he wants to know more, he must have a deeper communication, that is, a soul search.

Soul Searching Technique, this kind of cultivation technique can be said to be quite a lot among Da Ming.

After reaching the Martial Emperor Realm, even if there is no need for a cultivation technique similar to that of cultivation, it can be practiced by the Martial Emperor Realm's control of the soul.

It’s just that the two are integrated, and the effect will be better.

Seeing Lin Chuan frowned and thought deeply, Ling Yanxue's eyes rolled, and a smile flashed under her eyes.

She gently patted her palms, and her voice echoed throughout the great hall, and soon the first person outside walked in.

"Seal his Inner Strength with the forbidden seal, and imprison this guy elsewhere."

The two guards of the Snow Sect of Sichuan were respectfully nodded, and then removed them from their pockets. A stone tablet was taken out and stepped forward.

A moment of hesitation flashed in Baichar's eyes, but after glancing at Lin Chuan's silhouette, he immediately obliterated his thoughts.

Leave the two of them to imprint the so-called forbidden force on their bodies.

Inner Strength stopped running at all, and was suppressed deep in the body by a strange force.

His body in this brief moment is like being chained. Although he moves freely, he has lost his strength, just like ordinary people.