Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 682 That Demon is Too Terrible (2/2)

From what they said, it seemed like they were being forced to do something.

And this is not an easy task. They are often required to transform into animals or plants and then cooperate with other monks to play certain roles.

No matter how he thought about it, Xuankong felt that this was done by the demonic monks.

Buddhism and the devil have been enemies for generations. Sometimes Buddhism grows and devil declines, and sometimes devil grows and Buddhism declines.

Therefore, Xuankong accumulated a lot of relevant knowledge about the Demonic Sect and knew the horror and cruelty of the Demonic Sect monks.

Many demonic monks have become tired of torturing others in reality to gain their emotions, and have turned to their souls, committing countless heinous crimes.

Forcing others to play roles is also one of the ways of playing of the Demon Sect, which will eventually make other monks depressed, eventually fall into endless hallucinations, and then die from mental exhaustion.

Just listening is not enough, we need to continue to explore it.

Therefore, Xuankong followed the sloppy woman and followed her into a building.

As soon as he arrived here, he smelled a spicy scent.

Frowning and looking over, he found a large pot filled with various spicy seasonings, which turned the water in the pot dark red.

There was a nine-square grid placed on each pot, which puzzled Xuankong, but he soon understood the purpose of this thing.

Two slovenly women named Ma San and Zhao Si walked in. When they saw the big pot, their eyes lit up and they said excitedly, "Today is hot pot!"

"Yes." The monk in charge of arranging the dishes smiled naively, "Shennong Valley has a bumper harvest of duck intestines and kidney slices, so we'll have enough for you today."

"Great!"

Ma San and Zhao Si couldn't wait to go to the table, then picked up chopsticks to mix the seasonings, and drooled at the sight of the ingredients not far away.

Soon, bowls of noodle-like duck intestines and hills of pork loin slices were served. The two immediately divided the ingredients into grids and put them down in batches. Then they happily dipped the cooked ingredients in sauce and began to eat them.

They ate happily, but the fishy smell made Xuankong frown immediately.

At this moment, he was sure that this place was managed by a demonic sect.

The people in front of him did not practice any demonic techniques, they were all serious cultivators.

But now, being forced to eat such a smelly thing is simply torture.

In order to cover up the fishy smell, spicy foods must be used, which will torture the body and make people miserable after eating.

Actually torturing people over food, the devil here deserves to be damned!
Moreover, even though it is such a dirty thing, the monks here eat it with great joy, which shows that this thing is already the supreme delicacy for them.

Damn it!
Resisting the urge to rescue these people immediately, Xuan Kong continued to observe.

Just standing here, Xuankong felt it was difficult to breathe.

And these people actually took two full hours to eat. It seems that they must not have enough food on a normal day, otherwise they wouldn't be able to eat such a thing.

After these people finished eating, Xuankong finally found an opportunity to see what they were doing.

After eating and drinking, Ma San lay on Zhao Si's chest, picking his teeth with a toothpick, and said with satisfaction: "I have to say, you are really comfortable here."

"Don't be lazy and go too far." Zhao Si said, "Hurry up and enter the game, otherwise if today's volume doesn't meet the standard, Master Wanxian will get angry again."

"Don't worry, my master looks mean but is kind-hearted. He is a good man. As long as you act a little coquettishly with him later, everything will be fine."

"Although the Master of Ten Thousand Immortals is very good, it cannot be abused. Come in quickly, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, okay, I'll go." Sighing, Ma San got up reluctantly, then took out the jade slip and entered the game.

The moment he entered, a Buddha's light flashed, and Xuankong followed Ma San into the game, and then was startled.

Soul-stealing!

Moreover, it is of extremely high purity and can capture souls and spirits!

The cultivator who performed this magic technique had far greater attainments in magic skills than himself, which made even a Buddhist genius like him feel fearful.

They actually used this kind of magic to torture people, and the number of them was quite large, at least over a thousand people.

Anyone who can do such a thing must be a giant in the demon sect and must be very powerful.

But soon, something even more surprising happened to Xuankong.

He does not enter the game as a non-player character, so he is not assigned a role in "Warrior 100", so he can observe this from the perspective of a bystander.

After seeing that one hundred and one people had their memories blocked and then began to suffer here, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

Have the demon sect monks become so terrifying now?
Soul-stealing is horrifying enough, but erasing memories allows them to maximize their emotional value every time.

The environment designed inside is even more perverted. Every time it forces people into a desperate situation, Xuankong is trembling with fear several times, and he feels deeply the horror of this place.

What he saw was one hundred and one people transformed into children on a small island.

These children were stranded here because of a shipwreck and have to survive here and wait for rescue.

The oldest of them is only ten years old, and the youngest is only three years old. Their weak bodies make it extremely difficult for them to hunt.

And there seems to be some mysterious thing on the island, which infinitely amplifies the fear and cruelty in everyone's heart, causing the children to constantly erupt in conflicts, making this place seem like an endless purgatory.

After reading half of it, Xuan Kong left with a pale face, and kept saying, "Mad man, crazy man!"

The person who established this system is definitely a lunatic!

The whole world is the slaughterhouse of that evil cultivator, and everyone is an animal to be slaughtered, providing a constant source of negative emotions for that evil cultivator.

Moreover, the opponent's harvesting methods are extremely sophisticated. Every time the monks who participate in the "game" will be completely harvested by him, and they can get a large amount of emotions every time.

"Game... This game must be the devil's way of harvesting emotions. We must stop it!"

Gritting his teeth, Xuankong felt that some kind of destiny was calling him, requiring him to rescue the cultivators of this world as soon as possible and free him completely.

In addition, he also obtained important information.

That's the guy who made the game, named "White Dragon".

The white dragon also has a very lofty symbolic meaning in Buddhism. The true Buddha once transformed into a white dragon to guide the Buddhist kingdom through crisis after crisis.

When Xuankong thought that such a noble white dragon would actually become a synonym for evil cultivators, he felt a genuine anger.

But the other party has harvested so much negative emotions, and it must have become a big deal, so we can no longer act rashly.

Therefore, Xuankong immediately left this place and flew towards the location of "Zhengxin Jue".

After he locked onto the practitioner of the Zheng Xin Jue, he quietly sneaked in, landed in front of the other party, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, benefactor, I am here to save you."

Looking at Xuankong who suddenly appeared in front of her, Yaoguang tilted her head and asked in confusion: "What?"

(End of this chapter)