Wang Mengxue was full of anxiety and worry, but she couldn't stop her. After all, it was related to Guang Liang's life.

"Little friend Jin, you must be careful. The mountain protection formation in Black Prison is said to be very powerful.

And according to the rules there, even if you hide in a certain sword cultivator's space magic weapon, you can't enter." Priest Qingye reminded.

"Please rest assured, if something cannot be done, I will retreat and will not act recklessly.

Thank you Taoist Priest for your advice, and please tell me the specific location of the Black Prison."

"At the northernmost point of Hongqing Realm, there is a medium-sized city called Polar City.

You can teleport there and fly about two thousand miles northwest to reach it."

"I'll set off right away. Guang Liang will trouble you." Jin Ziming bowed and saluted.

Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Wang Mengxue hurriedly gave him two porcelain bottles, both of which contained elixirs for healing and restoring vitality.

"Zi Ming, don't rush in. If you encounter danger, retreat immediately." Guang Liang repeatedly warned.

Under the leadership of Wang Mengxue, Jin Ziming left the Jingdan Hall and headed towards the teleportation array alone.

There are two routes to Polar City, both of which require two transfers. For one of them, there is a departure in half an hour.

He did not hesitate and chose to set off immediately. Two days later, Jin Ziming, in disguise, arrived at his destination.

The days here are short, with four hours in summer and only two in winter.

Polar City is a place where prisoners in a mortal country are imprisoned. It has a small population, but because of the production of Ice Spirit Mine, the cultivation sect built a teleportation array here.

The buildings in the city are low and simple and rough in style; the pedestrians on the road are tall and tall, and most of them wear thick leather jackets.

Jin Ziming didn't want to stand out, so he bought a fur coat, then left the city directly and flew northwest.

The sky is getting darker and colder, and snowflakes are falling in the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

Jin Ziming walked alone in the wind and snow, using his scattered soul to prevent yaw.

He began to think that in order to enter the black prison, he must pretend to be a swordsman from one of the four sects.

The identity tokens of first-level or super sect disciples are all integrated with personal soul aura.

If you want to pretend to be someone else, you have to decipher the micro-array hidden in the token and then tamper with the information inside.

Jin Ziming definitely couldn't do it himself, so he had to consult several experts around him.

"This is not my expertise, I can't handle it." Xiao Chong answered first.

Xiaofei said:

"If you can let me enter the token, I should be able to erase the original soul aura and change it to yours.

If it's a Jindan monk, it's definitely no problem; but if it's a real Yuanying person, I'm not absolutely sure, so I can only give it a try.

However, if I break into the token directly, it will definitely trigger the internal self-destruction formation. You have to solve this problem for me."

At the critical moment, Little Niba smiled proudly and said:

"There is a very small space inside the token, and the miniature formation is hidden there.

As long as it is not a powerful combination token, any other weak golden elixir, or a token that breaks the Yuanying, I can teleport Xiaofei in and get him back.

But, Jin Ziming, you know the rules, I never work in vain, not to mention that operating like this consumes a lot of energy."

The reckless man cursed in his heart, wasting his bullshit skills?

It must be easy for little Niba to teleport a weapon spirit into a small space. This guy deliberately exaggerated, obviously because he wanted to get more delicious food.

Jin Ziming decided to strike first and then give in, lest he get worse in the future.

"Little Niba, you need to know your priorities. Now my best brother is seriously injured, and I am going to save him with all my strength.

If you still push back and block the situation at this time, then we will break up from now on.

Even if Leng Yue's strength declines, I will never contact you again and just use it as a knife without weapon spirit.

I will definitely give you some benefits, but you know very well that I don’t have any at the moment, only credit.”

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to speak harshly to the end. Otherwise, if the little Niba pretended to be asleep, he would be in big trouble.

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a while, Little Niba actually said generously:

"Oh, forget it. Seeing how miserable your brother is, I won't argue with you this time. I'll help you for free once, but I won't do it next time."

Jin Ziming saw this guy going on the road like this, and immediately said with great joy:

"Okay, little Niba, I'll remember it and I won't let you suffer in the future."

After solving the biggest problem, all that's left is to ambush a sword cultivator, preferably one at the Golden Core stage.

In the dark night, snowflakes dance wildly, and Jin Ziming flies silently.

The next morning, I saw a high mountain from a distance. There was no grass on it, and it was all dark black rocks. The peak was pointed, like a sharp sword.

Jin Ziming smiled, understanding that this was the dark prison.

When he was still two hundred miles away from his destination, he stopped, hid in a small space in the gravel, and drifted in the wind, waiting for the arrival of an "unlucky guy".

It floated like this for a day and a half without seeing a single soul.

Although he was anxious, he had no choice but to wait until the next morning for a sword cultivator to arrive.

That person is not going to the Black Prison, but is leaving, and his cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Jin Ziming hesitated again and again and decided to give up.

First, even if he releases this person, Xiao Fei may not be able to erase his aura;

Secondly, this guy just left the black prison and went back right away.

In such a short period of time, two different soul auras appear on the same token, and the probability of being discovered is extremely high.

He had no choice but to be patient and continue to suffer and wait.

Another half day passed, and in the early morning of the next day, a sword cultivator finally flew towards the Black Prison from a distance.

The person who came here is a person in the early stage of Yuanying and the middle stage of the fourth level of Yuanshen.

Jin Ziming can't waste time here for a long time. Guang Liang is still waiting for life-saving medicine, so he can only attack this guy first.

If Xiaofei really can't get his token, consider ambushing others.

Moreover, it is also beneficial to enter the mountain at the Nascent Soul stage. After all, it would be too shocking for a golden elixir to penetrate deep into the cave at the top of the mountain.

What Jin Ziming wanted was to "go away once the matter is over and hide his merits and fame". This trip should be as unnoticed as possible, find the medicinal materials quickly, and leave immediately.

He controlled the gravel and floated it onto the path of the man, watching him get closer and closer.

This is a young swordsman wearing black animal skin. He is strong and handsome. Although he is dusty, his eyes show excitement and excitement that cannot be concealed.

By the time he arrived, the special dust had penetrated into his ears.

Jin Ziming used his spiritual thoughts to push his otoliths deep into his cochlea. The sword cultivator who was speeding suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and his body fell involuntarily.

The reckless man swung a punch from the small space and hit him in the back of the head, knocking him out completely.

Before the sword could touch the ground, a "demon wind" blew by and sent him into a small space of gravel.

Above the wilderness, the wind and snow were still there, as if no one had ever been there.

In the small space, Jin Ziming looked at the sword cultivator jokingly. After completely banning him, he used his soul to break through his ring and found his identity token.

This is a dark blue pendant, shaped like a small sword, with the word "Crazy" engraved on it.

He is a disciple of Chi Sword Hall, so he is so lucky!

This sect has just been promoted, and he should be qualified for the first time. Come to the Black Prison to practice, and pretending to be him will probably not be exposed.

He hurriedly placed both the magic line and the token on Leng Yue and said:

"Little Niba, let's get started."

Jin Ziming observed Xiaoniba's "huge project" and listened to his explanation, and became even more convinced that this guy was definitely exaggerating his "consumption".

He just held some space materials and drilled into the token.

In the small space inside, build a transmission channel that communicates with the space inside Lengyue, and then return to Lengyue.

Because he was worried that Chi Sword Hall would report the information of the trial disciples to the Black Prison in advance, it was best to disguise himself as a sword cultivator with a similar appearance and the same level of cultivation as Yuanshen.

Although Jin Ziming is only in the late stage of Jindan, his strength has reached the peak level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

Using that high-level disguise technique, you can disguise yourself as an early Yuanying monk.

As for the realm of Yuanshen, he only needs to suppress the four major perfections to the middle stage and imitate the soul breath of the visitor.

After making some adjustments to his figure and appearance, he looks very similar to the swordsman.

Jin Ziming passed the new spirit breath to Xiao Fei, who was pulled into Leng Yue by Xiao Niba.

"Xiao Fei, after you finish working in the token, you can teleport back to Leng Yue by doing this..."

After some explanation, Xiao Fei was forcibly sent into the token space without giving any time to ask questions, regardless of whether others understood it or not.

Jin Ziming fully understood that Xiao Niba's skill was definitely not lost, but the space materials were still lost.
To be continued...