Chapter 275: Feeding

Being stared at by so many cold gazes, Liu Liu Xiaolou felt uncomfortable all over. He hurriedly found an empty spot, crawled over, and leaned against the cave wall to breathe slowly.

A burning pain came from his ankles. When he looked down, he suddenly remembered that these were the seeds left by the two severed vines of the Ghost Struck Banyan. He didn't know how they had drilled into his Kunlun acupoints, and the burning pain came precisely from them.

Reaching out to touch, he could feel the two seeds hiding there in the Kunlun acupoints, but images flashed through his mind from time to time, as if these two seeds were thirstily sucking his true qi and blood.

He wanted to dig them out, but the two seeds seemed to have sensed something, wandering between his meridians, avoiding his finger's squeeze, which made him extremely terrified and uneasy.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly felt thirsty. Looking around, he happened to see someone lying on the left cave wall, licking and drinking the spring water flowing down from the cracks in the cave wall. So he hurriedly crawled over, pushed away the two people lined up in front of him, and pushed away the person who was licking and drinking the spring water. These three people didn't show any intention of resisting, letting him snatch the lead.

After drinking, Liu Liu Xiaolou felt much more at ease. He looked left and right, grabbed the slightly smaller person on his right, and verified: "What are they going to do by locking us here?"

The small person he grabbed by the collar looked dull. After he urged him twice, he answered numbly: "Waiting to test pills, or, hehe..."

Liu Liu Xiaolou pulled his hair and asked hoarsely: "Or what?"

The small person said: "Or as alchemy materials, hehe..."

Liu Liu Xiaolou pushed him down. Just these two simple movements made him pant incessantly, and he cursed: "Hehe your old mother!"

After panting for a while, he shouted: "I am at the tenth level of Qi Refinement! Zhu Shanzhu Zhu, I am at the tenth level of Qi Refinement, you can't use a tenth-level Qi Refinement cultivator to test pills, I am willing to go through fire and water, to go through fire and water for Zhu Shanzhu Zhu..."

He shouted repeatedly, his voice echoing in the mountain cave, but it sounded weak.

Beside him came the "hehe" sound again. The small person kept chuckling like a fool, but Liu Liu Xiaolou always felt that this fellow's gaze was like looking at a fool.

He grabbed the small person's lapel again and pulled him over: "Hehehehe, hehe my ass!"

The small person said: "Stop shouting. I am also at the tenth level, and Old Six with the big beard opposite is also at the tenth level. Beside this... the woman! Can't you tell? Forget it, forget it, she is Deacon Fan of the Qingcheng Sect, at the Perfection of Qi Refinement... That one, with half his hair gone, is also at the tenth level... Do you know how he lost half his hair?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou stared blankly, unable to bear looking more: "How did he lose it?"

The small person said: "Hehe, he was taken as an alchemy material, soaked in medicine juice for seven days, and came back like this."

The one who lost half his hair suddenly wailed: "My hair..."

As soon as he started, the cave prison exploded. At least half of the people followed him and wailed, their voices shrill and miserable, unbearable to hear.

Two people from the Miaofeng Alchemy Sect soon came in from outside, each holding a leather whip, lashing wildly into the cave without rhyme or reason. Liu Liu Xiaolou, hiding in the corner, couldn't avoid it either and was lashed solidly twice.

After whipping the people into silence, these two people chanted "Jing Jing Qilang" and searched the cave prison, soon finding this Jing Jing Qilang. They lifted him up and left. Jing Jing Qilang danced with his hands and feet, terrified and screaming, and was carried to the front cave.

Liu Liu Xiaolou watched from the sidelines with lingering fear and pulled the small person to his side again: "What is the background of this Zhu Shanzhu Zhu? To harm fellow Daoists so cruelly?"

The small person said with hatred: "I heard he was an alchemist before, very talented, and his cultivation was quite high, already at the late Foundation Establishment stage. Originally, the loose cultivators had a good opinion of him, and many people came to join him. Who knew that in the past few years, he has gone crazy, desperately trying to refine Foundation Establishment pills, but he couldn't refine them. I don't know why he thought of evil paths, and we suffered."

There was nothing more to say. Except for the small person, no one else was willing to talk. Liu Liu Xiaolou looked around, thinking about whether there was a chance to dig a tunnel.

As a result, he searched for a long time, and they were all hard rock walls. If he had cultivation, perhaps he could think of a way, but now he was bound by the Eight-Prohibition Rope, his whole body weak and powerless, and even a slightly larger movement made him pant, let alone digging a hole in the rock wall.

A group of prisoners watched him busy for a long time and couldn't be bothered to pay attention. In the end, the small person finally couldn't help but mock: "Everyone thinks we are fools and you are smart? We have been locked in here for the longest time, for a year, who doesn't want to get out? Can you think of a way we haven't thought of?"

Liu Liu Xiaolou was silent for a long time and sat down dejectedly.

As long as this Eight-Prohibition Rope was still on him, don't even mention anything.

The Eight-Prohibition Rope's sealing of true qi made people feel as exhausted as if they were in a serious illness. He didn't know how much time had passed when Liu Liu Xiaolou fell into a muddled sleep, until footsteps sounded, which woke him up, only to see a sticky rice cake land accurately on his chest.

This sticky rice cake actually contained a faint fragrance and seemed to contain spiritual power. Liu Liu Xiaolou took a bite and felt refreshed, comfortable from the tips of his hair to his toes.

After eating it, spiritual power faintly permeated his whole body's meridians, and the fragrance also contained unknown medicinal power.

He didn't know if he was starving or if the rice cake itself was particularly alluring. At this moment, Liu Liu Xiaolou only felt that he had tasted the ultimate delicacy in the world.

"What kind of cake is this?" He still grabbed the small person who was the only one willing to speak and asked.

The small person swallowed the rice cake in three or five bites, groaned comfortably, and said: "Eat it with confidence, this is good stuff, beneficial to the meridians. This is Old Thief Zhu feeding us medicine, no harm."

Whether there was harm or not, one could tell at a taste. Liu Liu Xiaolou also finished eating quickly, then went to the rock wall to lick water to drink.

This kind of rice cake was made with spiritual rice as the base, added with various alchemy materials. Although the quantity was small, the spiritual power was sufficient, and it rarely produced excrement.

Every half day, people from the Miaofeng Alchemy Sect would bring in a slop bucket to let the prisoners relieve themselves one by one, without distinguishing between men and women, just lined up in the bucket.

Every seven days, everyone would be taken out of the mountain cave to have a bowel movement beside the manure pit outside the cave.

Liu Liu Xiaolou encountered it once after he came in, which made him moved again by the azure sky and the beauty of the sunshine.

On the seventh day, because he had eaten rice cakes for seven days, his body was full of medicinal power, and it was finally his turn to be dragged to the cave hall outside. Liu Liu Xiaolou felt terrified and struggled subconsciously, but unfortunately, it was useless.

Arriving at the cave hall, he was dragged in front of a large vat. The hot water in the large vat was bubbling and foaming, emitting a pungent, spicy smell.

Liu Liu Xiaolou felt his scalp tingle again and pleaded to Zhu Shanzhu Zhu and the two young masters in the cave: "Zhu Shanzhu, I am willing to join your sect, I came here specifically to join."

Zhu Shanzhu Zhu seemed not to have heard, focused on sitting cross-legged under the alchemy furnace, staring closely at the color of the geothermal fire.

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