"You need to find the answer to this question yourself."
"There are some things that you can't see clearly, but you are worried about success or failure. I can't give you any advice." Even through a thick iron door, Tang Sutong still seemed to see through Ye Chuxiao's thoughts.
Ye Chuxiao was silent after hearing this. Tang Sutong was indeed right.
What he cared about was not whether Tang Sutong regretted it, but whether he would one day regret it in the days to come if he could no longer hold back some of his thoughts and did something.
Whether it was Daheng or Tianluo, he was actually not used to it.
This kind of unaccustomedness and resistance stems from the cognition of three views that comes from the depths of the soul.
The solution is either for Ye Chuxiao to lie dormant and subtle for a long time, gradually being assimilated into a member of all living beings in this world.
Or he might try his best to change the world into what he is used to.
From a rational point of view, Ye Chuxiao should certainly choose the former.
After cultivating, making meritorious deeds, and becoming a powerful monk, he would have three wives and four concubines, and listen to music in his spare time.
With the resources Ye Chuxiao has at his disposal, as long as he grows step by step and is a little more meticulous, this goal is actually not difficult to achieve.
But!
It’s actually hard to bend your knees after standing for a long time.
People who are used to talking loudly find it difficult to whisper.
Ye Chuxiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.
Suddenly, the entire dungeon seemed to be shaking violently.
In an instant, the prison-suppressing artifact burst out with an unimaginable aura, like a sleeping dragon that was suddenly awakened by strong stimulation.
Ye Chuxiao was in the dungeon. Even though there was a seal contaminated with the aura of the artifact, he was still suppressed by the aura and crouched down and leaned against the corner.
In the dungeon at this moment, there were only two figures, fighting each other quickly.
In a short period of time, they had already reached the fourth underground level from the first underground level.
Naturally, they did not come down by taking the stairs, but directly smashed into the thick rock formations filled with iron juice, and fell all the way down.
Among the two people fighting, one was holding two short guns, and the other was holding a dark broadsword.
The ripples splashed out by the collision of weapons crushed many facilities in the dungeon.
After a quick exchange of positions, the two stood facing each other.
"I've heard for a long time that the laws in the dungeons of the Ministry of Punishment are lax, and all the things hidden in them are wine bags and rice bags. I don't want to have a master like you to suppress them. It seems that the rumors are not credible. This place is really loose on the outside and tight on the inside." The man holding a black sword said.
On the other side, a man holding two guns and wearing copper-colored armor said: "If masters like you, the swordsman Yan Po, hadn't come to rob the prison, this dungeon would only require a few wine bags and rice bags."
"Why do you, a master who has reached the artistic conception like you, be indifferent to right from wrong and end up hanging out with some drunkards and rice sacks?" Yan Po asked.
The man holding two guns and wearing armor said: "What is? What is wrong? Whether Tang Sutong is right or wrong is not up to me. My duty is to guard the dungeon and prevent the troublesome people on the fifth floor from escaping."
"Also, since you came to rob the prison, you should be imprisoned on the fifth floor."
After saying that, the armor-bearer's two spears shot toward Yan Po like lightning.
The war between the two broke out again.
Ye Chuxiao was on the fifth floor and could not witness the battle with his own eyes, but he could inexplicably feel two strong martial arts wills colliding in all perceptible spaces.
One is sharp, domineering and indomitable, while the other is reserved, restrained and solid.
"Finally... finally a strong man came to rob the prison. Master Tang, it seems that you are not doing so badly." Ye Chuxiao leaned against the door and said to Tang Sutong behind the door.
Tang Sutong sighed after hearing this and said nothing.
The two people in the battle finally made it from the fourth floor of the dungeon to the fifth underground floor.
Many of the ferocious old demons imprisoned on the fifth floor of the dungeon became agitated.
They made crazy promises, hoping that Yan Po would rescue them from this dungeon.
However, Yan Po instead restrained the power of the sword, and only concentrated the majestic power that could cut mountains and rivers within the area where the blade was directed.
This also makes Yan Po's fight with the man wearing armor and two spears more "simple".
It's just that they fight very quickly.
It's so fast that it has already exceeded the limit of what the naked eye can capture.
Ye Chuxiao could still only feel that there were two wills colliding deep in the dungeon of the Punishment Department, but no trace could be seen.
"The nine realms of monks, starting from the realm of foolishness, go up to the realm of suffering, the realm of energy, the realm of wonder, the realm of transformation, and the realm of wisdom. The artistic realm of the manifestation of will is the seventh realm. Although it is far away from the nine realms, there is still a gap of two realms.
, but he is already the best in the world."
"The battle taking place here at this time can already be called the top game of the Daheng monks."
"Of course, the two people fighting against each other should be martial arts cultivators, so the fighting methods are 'slightly' more intuitive. If they are talisman cultivators, formation cultivators, and magic cultivators who are not good at frontal attacks, their methods should be more
It's so misty and traceless." Ye Chuxiao analyzed it to himself, but in fact it was just a sneak peek at the battle situation in front of him with his relatively poor knowledge of cultivation.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao's golden clock was vibrating crazily.
Because it is constantly extracting a lot of Taoist aura from the aftermath of the battle.
After two experiments, Ye Chuyu has roughly figured out that the time-tracing function of the golden clock is activated based on the Taoist aura as the positioning coordinate.
The aura of Taoist rhyme is not Taoist rhyme, but the fragments of Taoist rhyme that escape during the process of being artificially 'used'. It seems to have some differences from Taoist rhyme.
This also leads to the different treatment of Golden Clock in targeting Taoist rhyme and Taoist rhyme aura.
A monk who possesses the Taoist aura but does not have enough cultivation will be able to burst out the Taoist aura only when life and death are at stake.
For example, the original demon cultivator, and Yuetingshan.
But there are also strong men like Yan Po and the two-gun prison guarding monks whose cultivation has reached the seventh level and who have obviously integrated Dao Yun many times. The aura of Dao Yun will flow out every time they move their hands and feet.
The intense fight ended abruptly after the light completely dimmed in an instant.
The artifact that suppressed the Punishment Department's dungeon seemed to be completely angered.
It took on the form of a three-headed divine bird, shining with infinite light-devouring power, illuminating the entire Punishment Department dungeon.
Yan Po also became sluggish under the divine light of the three-headed divine bird.
boom!
The iron door sealing Tang Sutong exploded at this moment.
Ye Chuxiao was naturally moved to the side in this seemingly frozen space, and was safely protected by a shield.
An ordinary-looking, skinny but clean hand captured the three-headed divine bird and stuffed it back into the prison-suppressing artifact.
Ye Chuxiao turned his head and looked at Tang Sutong in shock as he easily escaped from the trap.
This old man, who is dressed in prison uniform and still has no change in his majestic appearance, at this moment, every white hair is shining with the brilliance of will.
"Brother Yan! Stop!"
"I will not leave the dungeon." Tang Sutong said to Yan Po.
"You taught me to replace heaven's law with human law, and to replace heaven's way with human way. Now because the emperor is stupid and unwilling to go against heaven, you are going to give up?" Yan Po's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
"The way of heaven is lacking. Even if you look for another place, it is just tearing down the east wall and patching up the west wall. The higher you go in practice, the more you gain and the more you lose. Greed, tyranny, indifference, impermanence, selfishness,
Arrogance, cancel each other out, and push each other to expand. My heart is getting old. If heaven is sentimental, heaven is also old. If man is ruthless, heaven will be better. I cannot be ruthless to the world, so I can only be ruthless to myself and to those who once placed my hope on me.