"Why?" Jiang Lin looked at Baishun, his eyes very cold.

"I can't hold on, my junior brother and I can't hold on anymore. I don't want to stay in this place anymore, I want to leave here. But I can't find the fire crystal stone, nor can I dig enough fire stones, so..." Baishun lowered his head in shame, and his body kept trembling.

"So you betrayed me?" Jiang Lin roared angrily.

"I don't want to betray you, but I went to the battlefield of the Demon Prison to protect you in the small world. But how did you treat me, and how did those monks who were captured from the small world treat me? Why did I be locked up here for ten years, and you only need to be locked up for five years? Why do you have ore on your body? I once fought bloody battles for you, so you can't give me a little?" Baishun's body was still trembling, and his eyes, which were already deep in his eye sockets, shining with a rebellious light. It was not the rebellion of the boy, but the rebellion of faith.

It is like a devout believer who always believes in his own God. But when he encounters suffering, the God he believes in does not protect him. And those whom he follows the creed to protect him still despise him. So he denies his faith and begins a kind of disobedient fall.

"But I'll give you the spirit stone." Jiang Lin shouted loudly.

"Yes, you gave me the spirit stones. But that time I didn't pray to you, you gave me. And do you really only have those spirit stones on you? I asked, you didn't hand over the magic tricks you practiced, which means that those spirit stones should be left behind by you who don't know how to escape the search of those demon soldiers. So do you really only have those spirit stones?"

Baishun suddenly raised his head and stared at Jiang Lin with a scarlet gaze. Seeing Jiang Lin's hesitant look on his face, a crazy expression appeared on his face, and a loud roar: "Look, you don't have only that little bit of spirit stones. You still have many spirit stones. I used to be careless for your safety. But this is how you repay me? I just want to leave here alive with my junior brother. But why do you treat me like this? I have protected you with my life."

"You are already crazy." Jiang Lin's face changed constantly, and a look of struggle appeared in his eyes. Confusion suppressed by the banned silk thread kept beating in Jiang Lin's eyes.

"Yes, I'm crazy. I'm driven crazy by you. If it weren't for your cowardly existence, I wouldn't have gone to the battlefield of the Demon Prison. If you hadn't been to your death, you would have given me more spirit stones so that my junior brother and I could leave here alive, how could I betray you?"

Baishun seemed to have found a reason for his betrayal. So he accused Jiang Lin loudly, as if all this was Jiang Lin's fault. He was just a victim.

"Is that true?" Jiang Lin's original gaze was completely mentioned by confusion. Jiang Lin knew that this was Baishun's quibbling. But Jiang Lin couldn't help thinking that if he really gave Baishun enough spirit stones so that he and his junior brother could leave the mine alive, maybe Baishun really wouldn't betray him.

After all, Baishun and his junior brother fought for the small world of humanity. As a member of the past protected, he did not help Baishun when Baishun was in a dilemma. It was indeed Jiang Lin’s mistake, so if he talked about selfishness, Jiang Lin should have started it first.

Just as Baishun said, he just wanted to leave here with his junior brother alive. Is he wrong? Jiang Lin did not hand over those spirit stones because Jiang Lin also wanted to live in case of emergency. Is Jiang Lin's mistake? The questions not only surround Jiang Lin's mind, but also made Jiang Lin's eyes appear more and more confused.

"It's still too fast, the Blood Soul can't be used to speculate with common sense. Just like the original soldier leader, this kind of problem that is related to cause and effect, even the current employee can't understand it, let alone you?" Zhulong shook his head and sighed secretly.

This kind of practice related to the state of mind can only rely on Jiang Lin himself. Outsiders cannot help, so Zhulong can only be an observer. Waiting for Jiang Lin to find the answer that can convince himself and get out of confusion, Zhulong doesn't know what the answer is. But Zhulong hopes that it won't be the same as the leader of the soldier, otherwise that general will be another catastrophe.

"Hang him to the pillar of fire, I want all monks to see if they don't serve their sentences honestly. What is the end? I want him to turn into mummies in front of all the miners, and then the bones slowly crack into pieces." Luo Lanmu did not pay attention to the changes in Jiang Lin's gaze and ordered his subordinates.

The so-called pillar of fire is four pillars with flames, which are places where flame cages are hung. The temperature in the volcanic group is originally high, and the temperature above the pillar of fire is more than ten times higher than the usual temperature. The so-called flame prison means imprisoning the prisoner in a cage, then hanging it on the pillar of fire and drying it bit by bit.

Then the prisoner who turned into a mummy cracked little by little, and even his bones turned into pieces. This is an extremely harsh punishment. Even if the miner who is afraid of death is afraid of death, when he hears this punishment, he would rather choose to commit suicide directly than become a mummy little by little, and endure the torture of no humanity.

"Isn't that new monk with us? Why was he locked in a fire cage? What did he make a mistake?" The pillar of fire was erected in the middle of the tent where the miners were resting, ten feet high, so when the miners woke up in the morning to go down to mine, they saw Jiang Lin hanging on it at a glance.

"You don't know this, right? I heard that because he couldn't help but feel the torture here, he knew that there was no hope of running away, he went to assassinate Lord Rolandmu, but was caught and imprisoned in a cage of flames to warn you."

"That's the flame cage? I heard that being imprisoned inside will turn into mummies little by little. If I were imprisoned, I would rather commit suicide than stay inside."

The miners below were talking a lot, but Li Feng was lying in a daze in the cage. Jiang Lin's eyes kept struggling, as if he was in a situation of fighting between heaven and man. He had no slightest awareness of everything outside.

As the sun rises, the column of fire hanging on the prison automatically absorbs the heat of the sun and becomes hotter. Then this heat turns into the cage that imprisons Jiang Lin. The cage, which was originally a little dim, slowly turns red.

Squeak... It sounded like a piece of meat thrown on the red-hot soldering iron, lying in the cage. Jiang Lin's body was in contact with the railings on the cage, and the real clothes were burned to ashes, and then blue smoke began to rise from Jiang Lin's flesh.

The business that was as if it was scalped by a soldering iron made the miners passing by feel their scalp numb. Some miners who seemed more interested in looking at the generals lowered their heads and hurriedly left this ghost place, and never wanted to stay here again.

The confusion in Jiang Lin's eyes shaked for a while because of the severe pain. But then, Jiang Lin's deep understanding seemed to have been taken off. No matter how Jiang Lin struggled, it would only sink deeper and deeper. So the miners in the Black Canyon made such a scene.

The sound that seemed to be barbecued was constantly coming out of the prison, but Jiang Lin, who was lying in the prison, was motionless like a corpse, allowing the prison to burn him continuously. This kind of tranquility as if he was a ghost made everyone dare not stay around the pillar of fire, as if there was some huge fear here.

The sun is rising higher and higher, and as the sun rises, the heat absorbed by the pillar of fire becomes higher and higher, and the prison's burning on Jiang Lin is getting stronger and stronger. When he is thrown into the prison, Jiang Lin's cultivation is not sealed.

Although Jiang Lin was confused, his spiritual power independently repaired Jiang Lin's roasted flesh and blood. In this way, the cage kept roasting the part that Jiang Lin touched the prison railing. The spiritual power kept repairing the part that was roasted, and he went back and forth, causing this pain to increase exponentially.

"Do you know why I didn't seal his dantian again?" Rolandmu looked at Jiang Lin imprisoned on the pillar of fire from his room, and then asked faintly. He changed his clothes behind Rolandmu. Baishun bent down and lowered his head compared to yesterday, not knowing how to answer.

"Because of the restriction of the flame prison, even a strong man in the distraction stage should not be able to open it easily, let alone that he is only in the early stage of the Golden Pill. With the support of spiritual power, he will last longer, and the pain will be greater. But I really admire him a little. His body is constantly being roasted and then recovered. With such great pain, he was actually lying there motionlessly. But this kind of perseverance, I think how long can he last?" Rolandmu showed a playful smile on his face, like a cat jokingly joking about the mouse he was caught by himself.

A day passed quickly, and without spiritual energy to replenish the rapid consumption. In just one day, because of the Fire Essence Stone, Jiang Lin's golden elixir, which had been refined once, became dull, which shows how the flame prison consumed the prisoners.

If Jiang Lin was not a seal in the Dantian, it would probably take only half a day before Jiang Lin would become a mummy.

The moon slowly rose from the horizon, and all the miners who came up from the mine couldn't help but look up at Jiang Lin in the prison. They found that Jiang Lin seemed to be lying there exactly the same posture as at the beginning. If Jiang Lin hadn't been gasping for breath, everyone would have thought Jiang Lin was dead.

Night is better for Jiang Lin in the flame ball cage. Because the temperature of the fire column without the sun began to slowly drop, Jiang Lin in the prison was better than during the day. However, the temperature of the fire column was ten times higher than that in the hollow, so Jiang Lin's body still endured a relatively "gentle" torture.

Three days passed quickly, and the confusion and the banned silk thread in Jiang Lin's eyes were intertwined, like a mess. Jiang Lin, who couldn't find the clue, seemed to be trapped in the mud, and he was struggling and he was getting deeper and deeper and unable to extricate himself.
Chapter completed!