Text Chapter 1738: Capturing Zhang Pa
The light didn't answer, it only flickered faintly, as if it was shaking its body.
Seeing the light and not answering, the black monster smiled coldly, pinched the air with his left hand, and a black iron box appeared out of thin air, with a fence on one side. Open one side of the fence, throw the light in, close the box, and throw it to the ground without worrying that the light will escape through the cracks in the fence.
Seeing a gap, the ball of light tried to rush out several times, but failed. When confronting the black monster, he was about the same height as a human. When he was thrown into the small box, he turned into a small ball of light.
Seeing him trying to escape, the black monster said casually: "Don't bother, this is the sky prison. As long as it is a living creature, it is impossible to escape." Guangliang seemed not to know what the sky prison was and continued to try to escape.
The black monster smiled and said, "That's right, you don't know what the Heavenly Prison is." As he spoke, with a casual touch, many bolts of lightning suddenly burst out from the small box, all of which hit the ball of light.
Only then can we see that the ball of light is indeed a kind of living thing. The lightning in the small box hits him. The light cannot avoid it and cannot blend with the lightning. Instead, it looks like a human being because it cannot bear the pain. Chi Chi makes a sound.
After a while, the lightning in the small box disappeared, and the light stabilized again. The black monster said: "Tell me the origin." His voice was very soft, with an aura that could not be refuted. Guangliang still didn't speak.
The black monster accidentally discovered this ball of light and felt that there was life in it, so he became curious and wanted to capture it and study it. I just didn’t expect this light to be so powerful, it took more than three years of hard work. Always out of reach.
The black monster is tough, and it is because of its struggle with this ball of light that it has finally been caught. Of course, it is necessary to ask clearly.
He didn't speak at all when the light came on. The black monster thought for a moment and said, "You don't know how to speak like me?" Guangliang still didn't answer. The black monster smiled and said: "You have to say a few words. Even if you don't understand what you say, you still have to hear it."
But the light didn't speak, and the black monster wasn't bothered either. Most cultivators are like this and quite patient. The black monster whispered: "The Heavenly Prison, the Heavenly Prison will start the torture every hour. It will not last long. It will take about half an hour. I hope you can bear it." After saying this, he closed his eyes and meditated, and stopped looking. A glance at the black box in front of him.
It's exactly what he said. An hour later, there was endless ringing in the small box, and the crackling was filled with lightning, which hit Guang Guangliang's body one after another. Those lightning bolts were very fast and the light was impossible to dodge. He could only make some slight noises, as if he was crying out in pain.
At this time, Zhang Ping, who was on the other side of Desolate Star, came to the first underground level to meditate and monitor everything in the canyon. I hope that the black monster I once saw will never come again. But neither he nor the black monster expected that the people they cared about each other were on this deserted star. Just some distance apart. From here we can see that the powerful soul is invincible in the lower realm. It has little effect in the universe. As long as it is a little further away, it becomes completely useless.
After the black monster grabbed the light, it kept meditating on the deserted star. Two days passed quickly, and the light slowly became dim due to the torture of the sky prison. Noticing his change, the black monster stopped the Heavenly Prison spell and asked in a low voice: "Speak, no matter what language it is, you have to hear it to understand it." Until now, he is not sure whether this light will Can talk.
Seeing that Tianlao became quiet, the light flickered a few times, but there was still no sound, as if the flickering was his language.
The black monster looked at it for a while and then said in a low voice: "If the flashing light is your language, flash a few more times for me to see. Well, let's flash five times."
Although Guangliang couldn't speak, he could understand what he said, and he jumped lightly five times.
Seeing the light flashing, the black monster sighed softly. What should he do when he encounters a being who cannot speak and does not understand what he is saying? He is very interested in this kind of bright life. If he has the opportunity to get more, he must study it carefully to see if it can help him practice.
Seeing that the two lives cannot communicate, even killing them is useless. The black monster no longer tortured the bright life with the Heavenly Prison spell, but instead looked at him thoughtfully.
After looking at it for a long time, he started to close his eyes and do his exercises. After an hour, he used his spiritual mind to scan the light and tried to send his soul into the light to see if he could control it.
The reaction of the light was very strong. It exploded with a bang, and the violent light illuminated the desolate star instantly. However, this powerful light appeared for too short time, and it flashed away, and the world turned into darkness again.
That kind of light was so strong that the black monster was dazzled by it. When the light disappeared, the soul he had passed also disappeared and was melted by this light.
If the black monster refuses to give up, it depends on how many strong rays of light you can emit, that is, if you continue to send the soul over, trying to control the bright soul. Unexpectedly, the light did not erupt with a violent and powerful light, but only gathered tightly to block the black monster's soul.
At this time, Zhang Weijing already knew that the light was back. The light just now was so strong that it could penetrate the stone wall, not to mention flash quickly in the empty night sky.
Realizing that the powerful light was fleeting, Zhang Ain thought for a moment, gently closed the stone above his head, and then went down to the second floor of the house, closing the first floor tightly. Even if there was light in the house, it could not be transmitted. Outside.
Seeing him come back, Xiao Yao'er said: "This place is too small and boring." Zhang said fearfully: "The light is back again. I don't know if the black monster is back. You have to be careful."
Hearing that the two powerful guys had returned, Xiao Yaoer said nothing more, and quietly walked to the side and sat down, not saying anything.
In this way, everyone patiently waited for the two powerful guys to leave quickly. According to the experience of the previous few times, the ball of light will leave after a while, and Zhang Pa hoped that it would be the same this time.
Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. Two hours later, Zhang Pa carefully returned to the room on the first floor, opened the stone door and looked out. It was dark and empty outside, and he could not see anything, nor did he know whether the light had left. At this time, he wanted to go back to his original residence to see what was going on. But he knew that at this time, it was better to be still than to move, and patiently waiting was the right way. In this way, he waited for a day, and never saw the light flashing, nor did he find any cultivators coming, so he thought that the light had already left.
To be safe, Zhang Pa decided to go back to his original residence to take a look. If there was no light everywhere, everyone would be more comfortable and did not need to be as cautious as they are now.
So he walked back carefully, scanning the surroundings with his mind as he walked.
Some time ago, he had done this many times, and each time he checked, he found nothing, and thought it would be the same this time. But as he approached the stone ruins, something suddenly flashed in front of him, and a black monster stood in front of him with a sullen face.
The black monster was covered with scales all over his body, including his face. He was not wearing any clothes, and his body was covered with this hard black scales all over his body. It looked very strange and terrifying.
Zhang Pa was shocked, and hurriedly stepped back and stood still, clasping his fists and said, "Hello, sir." The black monster had no expression on his face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You can talk, very good." As he spoke, he raised his big claws covered with black scales, and gently pinched them, and the powerful Zhang Pa was caught by it, without even a chance to resist.
Zhang Pa felt his whole body stiffen and could no longer move. He thought to himself that it was unlucky enough. It has only been a hundred years, and he has to face these unlucky things? I really don't know why the mirror can protect the divine world for countless years, but nothing has ever happened.
The black monster grabbed him and returned to the place where he had just meditated, then left Zhang Pa and said in a cold voice, "Talk to that thing and see if you can understand it."
In front of Zhang Pa was a small black box, in which the ball of light was locked.
At that time, the black monster had been trying to control the light with his soul, but unfortunately the light only shrank and did not move, and his soul could not penetrate. Just at this time, Zhang Pa walked over here, was discovered by him, and then grabbed over.
Looking at the light in the box, Zhang Pa thought and asked: "Can you understand what I say?" The light flickered gently.
Seeing that the light had a reaction, Zhang Pa asked again: "How can I know what you are saying?" The light flickered several times in a row, but unfortunately no one could move. Zhang Pa tried to ask a few more questions, but unfortunately the light could understand him, but he did not understand what the light was saying, so he had to say to the black monster: "Sir, I don't understand his language."
The black monster had been watching him speak, and knew the result, so he did not ask any more questions, just closed his eyes and thought, and after a long time, asked Zhang Pa: "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Zhang Pa replied: "My name is Zhang Pa, and I am practicing here." The black monster asked again: "Where are those people? Are none of them dead?"
When Zhang Pa heard this, how should he answer this question? After thinking for a while, he replied: "Can I not answer this question?" The black monster was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this answer, and then smiled at Zhang Pa and said: "Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"
Zhang Pa replied: "I have been killed once a few days ago. Sir, you will not kill a cultivator with low cultivation like me twice?"
The black monster sneered: "Your cultivation is low? How funny." The implication is that Zhang Pa's cultivation is very high.
Unfortunately, the time and place are wrong. After hearing the words of the black monster, Zhang Pa was completely unable to be happy. He just lowered his head and replied: "In front of Sir, and in front of this ball of light, I don't even have the power to fight back. Of course, my cultivation is low."
"Compared with me?" The black monster snorted coldly, with some disdain, and then looked at the small box again. It was precisely because this light had a slightly weaker strength than himself that he cared about it and caught it.
This ball of light was too mysterious. Since he had taken the trouble to catch it, the black monster never thought of letting it go. He was just thinking about who to find to understand what this ball of light said.
After thinking for a while, he said to Zhang Pa: "Call all your people over and ask them if they understand what this thing says. Remember, don't play tricks!" (To be continued...)
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