"From what the blood lion said just now, there should be no living people in this dungeon? Could it be that he is lying to us?" Chen Yunsheng asked doubtfully.
"I don't think so. I'm afraid even he may not know that there are still living people deep in the dungeon." Yu Chixue said.
Chen Yunsheng looked at him and said: "Long Yuan and I both have stronger souls than ordinary monks, but we have never felt it. Then how did you know?"
Yuchixue said expressionlessly: "This really has nothing to do with the soul. I am an assassin, and I must be more sensitive to the breath of living people, so I have practiced a method of looking at qi. This 'qi' is not
Spiritual energy, but human energy, can be seen as long as it is a living creature, no matter it is as small as a bird or as large as a lion, elephant, tiger or leopard."
"Then what's the condition of that living person's aura using your aura technique?"
"It's very strange. This breath is long and distant. It doesn't look like a dying person, let alone any monk I've seen. If my guess is right, he may have entered some kind of 'turtle breath' state." Yuchixue
He said with a frown.
Chen Yunsheng's curiosity was aroused by him, and he led Yuchi Xue towards the endless darkness ahead. On both sides of him were dark cells. The cells were empty, and there were probably four pillars embedded in the walls.
There was a copper ring hanging on it, with thick iron chains hanging on it, with puddles of dried and black blood on it. It seemed to be used to imprison the monks. Chen Yunsheng was in a trance, as if he had returned to the surrounding prisons where the monks were packed.
The age of monsters and monsters is the glorious age mentioned by the blood lion.
Those scenes of wailing all night long made him feel a little distracted for a while, and the dark iron cages as thick as wrists were like doors that could not be broken open to the monks whose magic power was imprisoned. A feeling of gratitude suddenly arose in his heart,
If the Blood Lion clan had not declined, these cells would have been filled with monks from Jinsha and demon cultivators from Lantau Island, which might not necessarily be a good thing.
"There are no ifs in this world..."
The dark dungeon seemed to have no end. The gentle breathing of the two people was the only sound in this underground space. Canglan Guards were always alert to the changes around them. With them around, Chen Yunsheng felt much more at ease. I don’t know how many times he passed through.
After turning a corner, the road ahead was blocked, and a dim light hung on the wall. The mottled stone wall was illuminated by the light, making it look a bit hideous, and moldy mycelium seemed to be all over the front stone wall.
At the end of the corridor, there were four copper rings inlaid on the stone wall, each as thick as a wrist. A huge iron chain penetrated a man's collarbone. He lay exhausted on the ground, his arms were firmly imprisoned on the wall, with two wrists
The shining colorful fireflies were stuck straight on the wall, like the word '一', and it seemed that some kind of imprisonment spell had been cast. The legs were kneeling on the ground, forming a pigeon-toed shape, and the ankles were restrained by iron chains.
, tied to the wall.
His hair, as dry as thatch, covered his entire head and looked like a mess. He was wearing a thin gray cloth shirt and his body was so thin that it seemed like only bones were left.
Chen Yunsheng, who was ten feet away, asked Yuchi Xue: "Are you sure this person is still alive? With this weird confinement posture, I'm afraid no one can last more than a month."
For a moment, Yuchixue's eyes were filled with doubts, and then he nodded firmly and said: "Not dead, probably not dead."
Chen Yunsheng held Qilin Zhan in his hand, and the orange-red light made him feel at ease. If he had been imprisoned like this for decades, then this person would probably be a monster.
The dust on the ground clearly marked his footprints. There was nothing but his footprints. It seemed that no one had been here for a long time. Under the orange-red light, Chen Yunsheng approached the man bit by bit.
A putrid smell gradually spread to his nose. The smell became stronger and stronger, and finally his stomach began to cramp.
Stopping three feet in front of the prisoner, Chen Yunsheng squatted down. To be honest, he was not worried that the prisoner would cause harm to him. With such a thick iron chain and years of imprisonment, even gods would become too weak to survive.
It is lethal.
At this time, the man wrapped in layers of iron chains actually raised his head, and a cold light as bright as a star flashed between his hair that was as messy as withered grass.
"Who are you?" The imprisoned man spoke first, his voice as clear as a stream, without the turbidity and heaviness brought about by years of prison life.
Hearing this voice, Chen Yunsheng's heart was suddenly touched, and he felt like he was about to cry. He said blankly: "Chen Yunsheng, what about you?"
"Luo Canyang." The man said briskly, as if he was not a prisoner and this place was not a dungeon, but a pavilion surrounded by water. He and Chen Yunsheng were facing each other in the wind.
"Do you need me to help you out?" Chen Yunsheng suddenly asked.
Luo Canyang shook his head gently, flicked his dry hair back, revealed a clear face, and said: "You don't know why I am imprisoned here, and you don't know whether I will be harmful to you.
It would be unwise to plan to rescue me. If I were the devil who kills without any thought, wouldn't it be perverse for you to do this?"
"Then let me ask you now, why are you imprisoned here?"
"This is a kind of practice for me, not a prison." Luo Canyang said softly.
Chen Yunsheng used his spiritual mind to scan the other person's body several times and found that it was empty, as if there was nothing. This has never happened before. There is only one possible explanation, that is, this person has no Daoji at all, but there is no
How could Daoji's people stay here for so long?
"If I'm not mistaken, you have no Taoist foundation and can't even see a trace of Lingyuan." Chen Yunsheng did not hide his doubts.
"Who said that you must have spiritual energy to practice? What I cultivate is not the Tao, but the state of mind. How did your master teach you? You are really short-sighted." Luo Canyang said with a serious face.
This sentence is prone to ambiguity. The short-sighted person could be Chen Yunsheng or Fei Yunzi. Chen Yunsheng's face changed slightly and said: "If you say that I have nothing to do with you, please don't insult my master."
Luo Canyang let out a burst of unruly laughter, and his hair swayed greatly with his body, inadvertently exposing the thin sternum on his chest. After laughing for a long time, he said: "It seems that you are still a good disciple who respects the teacher, but I
What's wrong with that? Your body has the strength of gold, the growth of wood, the shape of water, and the intensity of fire, but it is not as thick as earth. You have all four of the five elements of gold elixir, but in the end you lack earth, so you will inevitably fall short."
"If your master fulfilled his duty as a teacher, he should have explained to you at the beginning of your cultivation that being mottled is not the way to go. Only by working hard can you reach the higher state. But you have embarked on an extremely difficult cultivation path.
It's a waste of your talent, it's a pity, it's a pity. If you had only cultivated one line, I'm afraid you would have advanced to the late stage of Jindan by now, and your abilities would be much greater than you are now."
Chen Yunsheng's heart trembled. The other party could tell at a glance that he was definitely not an ordinary person. He had often encountered bottlenecks in his cultivation over the years. He often went months without making any progress. Even the golden elixir was abnormal.
It was painful that many monks who were not as talented as him were the latecomers in terms of cultivation.
When Chen Yunsheng was thinking about it, he often attributed this incident to his greed for too much and wanting to form the Five Elements Golden Pill. As for the subsequent formations, the cultivation of soul power and Yuan magnetism also intensified this trend. Now he has not yet entered the realm.
Not as fast as Xue Li, although he had touched the threshold of the middle stage of the Golden Core, he could not step in. Even the various Qi gathering techniques that he had practiced smoothly before became difficult.
Although he was hit hard by the opponent, Luo Canyang did not restrain his disrespect for Fei Yunzi at all, which Chen Yunsheng could not accept. Standing up, he gently held a fist and said: "Your Majesty must be a foreigner."
Master, thank you for reminding me. But my life was saved by Master, so I naturally can’t listen to you saying that he is not good at all. If you and I don’t agree with each other, let’s just say goodbye.”
After saying that, he turned around and left, without even looking back, and walked resolutely toward the exit. Yu Chixue followed closely behind Chen Yunsheng. The two Canglan Guards also left, and the dark and damp dungeon returned to its former dead silence.
Watching Chen Yunsheng's departing figure fade away, Luo Canyang murmured: "You haven't learned anything about your master's unruliness, but you have a proud heart, restrained and tough. Hehe, not bad, not bad, what a child.
teach."
…
When Chen Yunsheng returned to the entrance of the dungeon, Long Yuan was in a daze looking at a woodlouse. When he saw Chen Yunsheng coming back, he straightened up, pointed to a silver hourglass beside him, and said: "The time is up, why did it take so long?
?”
Chen Yunsheng made no secret and said: "There is a person below. I talked to him for a few words and delayed a little time."
"Oh? There are actually living people here! What did you all talk about?" Long Yuan asked curiously.
Chen Yunsheng didn't want to say more, pointed to the hourglass and said: "It's getting late, let's act quickly."
After that, he opened the magic circle on the dungeon door according to the method of the Blood Lion Cult. With the opening of the two stone doors, a burst of fresh air poured in, which made the heart and lungs feel indescribably comfortable. He couldn't help but sigh.
It was so uncomfortable that I really didn't know how Luo Canyang, who was imprisoned hundreds of feet underground, had survived all these years. Thinking of this Luo Canyang, for some reason, he always felt a kind of unreasonable kindness in his heart.
…
The moon is bright and the stars are few, and the spring breeze is already very warm.
Chen Yunsheng flew forward on the dew on the tip of the grass. Although there was no progress in the Qi Condensation Technique, he became more and more familiar with various Five Elements spells. This Wood Release was one of them. Not only was there no sound, but even the surrounding spiritual energy was disturbed.
It's almost nothing. It's really lighter than a gust of wind.
The tall buildings in the black shadow in front gradually appeared in front of Chen Yunsheng like monsters. Behind him, Canglan Guards were on guard, Yu Chixue was in charge of the rear, and Long Yuan followed step by step.
The lights in the largest palace have been extinguished, presumably because the Suanni clan leader has taken a rest. The palace where the mad lion is located has been immersed in black, as if it has never woken up.