Chapter 115 Tang San’s Good Friday

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 115 Tang San’s Good Friday

So he pushed hard with both feet, using up the last of his strength, his whole body flew up like a bow and arrow in an instant and then fell towards the cliff.

The king of the earth arrived and stood on the edge of the bottomless cliff, watching the food escape from under his eyes and reluctantly leaving.

Empty, nothingness.

Tang San felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his consciousness gradually blurring.

He couldn't feel his body, his state, or the passage of time.

".Where is this?"

Tang San didn't know.

"Praise suffering, the beginning of the sublimation of all souls, praise suffering."

In his confusion, a voice seemed to come from high in the sky, a hesitant and fearful voice that resounded deep in Tang San's mind.

The next moment, Tang San felt as if he was being attacked by countless thorns, or whipped by countless canes, and boundless pain came from him.

It was not only pain from the body, but also pain from the soul. It was pain countless times worse than the so-called torture.

"Ahhhhh!"

The severe pain made Tang San roar, and his consciousness gradually collapsed in the pain.

Once in the Tang Sect, he chose to jump off a cliff because he was afraid of the cruel torture, but he didn't expect that after jumping off the cliff this time, he would experience such pain that was more terrifying than torture.

Is this retribution?

"Am I going to die?"

Scenes from the past echoed in his mind, and he opened his eyes in Tang Hao's arms. The old Jack in the village, the greasy teacher, and the deceptive Shrek, the pictures in his mind gradually turned gray, until a red man with scorpion braids appeared.

The beautiful shadow appears quietly.

"No! I can't die, my Xiao Wu is still waiting for me to save her!"

A powerful force of perseverance appeared out of thin air, pulling Tang Sansheng back from the edge of soul collapse.

Tang San struggled to resist the severe pain that would be unbearable for normal humans. His consciousness was like a small boat, drifting with the current in the sea of ​​suffering. If he was not careful, he would be drowned by the waves.

Finally, the pain receded like a tide.

Tang San felt like he was lying on a hard and cold stone slab, and the biting chill penetrated his bones.

He raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty.

"Is this here?"

He looked at the surroundings. It was a strange place. The sky was gray and the surroundings were shrouded in gray fog.

"Welcome to the place where suffering gathers, young man who has suffered a lot." A cold, mechanical voice suddenly reached Tang San's ears.

"Who are you?"

Tang San was startled and wanted to get up, but found that he was unable to move. This situation where his body was not under his control made Tang San extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Tang San felt that his body seemed to have regained some strength. He stood up with support on his body. The pain he had experienced before seemed to be an illusion, and the wounds on his body had disappeared.

"This is the inheritance place of the God of Suffering. I am the manager here. You can call me Thorn."

The mechanical voice seemed to come from the air. Its figure was not visible, and the emotion of the voice did not fluctuate at all.

"God of suffering?!"

god!

Tang San's mind was shaken, and all other words were ignored by him. Only the four words "God of Suffering" were recalled in his mind.

He couldn't help but ask again:

"Is this the inheritance place of the gods?"

"That's right."

The mechanical voice didn't seem to be impatient, and still answered Tang San's questions coldly.

Tang San was overjoyed when he got the answer. He didn't expect that he would get a blessing in disguise and find the legendary inheritance place of the gods. It's true that misfortune lies on the place where good fortune lies, and misfortune lies on it.

He resisted the urge to laugh.

"I dare to ask the divine envoy, how can I obtain the inheritance of the God of Suffering?"

Tang San asked respectfully to Thorns, his eyes full of longing, this is a god!

Beyond the existence of Titled Douluo, if he could become a god, any spirit palace or spirit fighting arena would not be a problem.

All those who have the means to die can die.

"Young man who has suffered a lot, your ability to come here means that you have been recognized by the God of Suffering. The inheritors of the God of Suffering do not look at qualifications, but they must have suffered in the world and have a heart that can withstand suffering.

You just fit the bill."

Jingji continued to explain to Tang San.

"I have gained the approval of that god."

Tang San thought about his past, and it seemed that he was indeed plagued by suffering, all kinds of bad things, and often beaten. Thinking of these things, he felt a little irritable, but thinking that he could obtain the inheritance of the God of Suffering, he felt that it was worth it.

of.

"Then the divine envoy, is there any way to improve my qualifications?"

Tang San asked cautiously. After all, he was facing a being related to gods, so he seemed very cautious.

"Tang San, are you willing to bear the suffering in this world." This time the thorn did not answer Tang San's question, but directly called Tang San's name and asked him a question.

Tang San didn't have any idea about Thorns knowing his name, it was just the power of the gods.

But Jingjie's words still made him hesitate for a moment. Bearing the sufferings of the world? Why didn't it sound like a good thing? But thinking of his almost useless qualifications, he gritted his teeth and said,

"I do."

"Very good, the nine trials of suffering are now open!"

The cold mechanical voice seemed to be a little happy when he heard that Tang San was willing, but Tang San, who was immersed in joy, didn't hear anything.

Then a sky-reaching beam of light fell from the gray sky and hit Tang San, and at the same time a grand and sacred voice sounded.

Just hearing this sound was like witnessing countless punishments.

"The first test of hardship, endure the punishment of whipping for three days, and be rewarded with the alienation of the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit."

castigate?

Before Tang San had time to react, he found himself suddenly appearing on a high platform, his hands and feet bound by thorny thorns.

"Wait!" Tang San was horrified as he looked at the bloody, arm-thick whip floating in mid-air.

pity,

Snapped!

The long whip mercilessly struck Tang San's waist with fierce momentum.

Although the long whip was floating in the air, it was as if a strong man was holding the whip. He swung the long whip with great force, tearing Tang San's skin and flesh to pieces. This was not over yet. The long whip struck like raindrops without stopping.

It drew towards Tang San.

"wait!"

"I￥%#@%"

"Ahhhh~"

Three days later,

A bloody man collapsed on the high platform, the long whip disappeared, and then a ray of light enveloped Tang San, recovering all the injuries on his body. However, even though the injuries disappeared, Tang San still slumped there and did not want to move.

If it weren't for the light from the high platform that would heal him every time he was on the verge of death, he would never have been able to survive these three days. But even so, his mentality gradually changed during this whipping.

"Reward, martial soul alienation."

The loud sound sounded, causing Tang San's eyes to regain some brightness.

Then another burst of pain came, but it was nothing to Tang San at this time.

His Blue Silver Grass martial spirit suddenly appeared in his hand. Under the illumination of a gray light, the grass blades slowly thickened and turned into the shape of vines. The color also began to change to blue-black, and sharp thorns grew from the vines.

out.

Not only that, his soul power also showed signs of breakthrough.

After another half-quarter of an hour, the change was over. Now this Blue Silver Grass, no, it can no longer be said to be Blue Silver Grass. Now there is no trace of Blue Silver Grass on this new martial spirit.

"Is this a thorn vine?"

Tang San felt the message coming from the martial spirit. The thorn vine was a strange plant with poisonous thorns. Those bound by the vine would suffer endless pain.
To be continued...