There are many floors in the Divine Prison. The prisoners in the first nine floors are not very dangerous, so guards such as Zhao Sheng, who are Bing and Ding, are responsible for patrolling.
Below the ninth floor, higher-level prison guards take over. Those imprisoned below are either evildoers or a generation of murderers, including Taoists who violate religious rules.
According to what the old man said, the lower the level of the prison, the higher the level of danger.
Of course, most of the demons imprisoned in the third-level prison are Qi refiners and cannot afford to make any trouble.
"Later, watch what I do and learn from it! You will have to do it yourself in the future.
The two of them were walking in the dark corridor. Qi Peng turned around and pointed at Zhao Sheng beside him as he walked.
Zhao Sheng nodded silently and remained silent.
On the stone walls on both sides of the corridor, fluorescent beads emitted white light, illuminating the darkness nearby.
Underneath the Yingzhu stood thick and dull dark iron gates, and waves of crying and moaning could be faintly heard from behind the doors.
Several other prison guards had already dispersed and started their normal work for the day.
When the two of them walked to a silent iron door, Qi Peng suddenly stopped and glanced at the cell door number: three to thirty-six.
"That's it. Let's start with something simple."
After saying that, Qi Peng removed a six-pointed star token from Chi Jia's waist, inserted it into the keyhole of the door, and turned to the right. There was a muffled sound from the iron door, and then the prison door opened with a bang.
There was a gap.
Qi Peng pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Zhao Sheng.
boom!
The black iron door closed automatically, and in front of the two of them was another bronze door. There were countless complicated and mysterious runes on the door, and the surface was shrouded in a layer of white light.
The Divine Prison has two prison gates, and its purpose is self-evident.
Qi Peng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the bronze door, muttering something in his mouth, while a faint white light emitted from his right hand.
Kaka!
The bronze door also slowly opened inward, revealing the scene behind the cell.
This is a low and cramped room, with only twenty steps to the front and back. The four walls are all made of fine steel, but the top of the cell is carved with a prison god with a thousand arms and three heads.
The prison god's thousand arms are spread out like fans, and he makes various curse seals with his palms. The three heads are compassionate on the left and ferocious on the right. The central head is faceless but exudes supreme majesty.
Sitting cross-legged on a thirty-sixth grade red lotus, surrounded by karma fire, thousands of creatures knelt down and worshiped God, wailing and wailing under the burning karma fire.
Under the dim fluorescent light, a burly man with his upper body naked, his head hanging down, and his body motionless.
This person had rune chains penetrated through his bones and limbs, and was fixed on a cross-shaped steel frame.
The man's skin was green and white, and there was a bloated and fat blood-sucking leech attached to his left chest and heart, which was as big as a fist.
Qi Peng stepped forward and put his hand on the big man's neck, feeling the coldness in his hands.
"Oh, another one is exhausted! I'm unlucky today, I didn't even catch a living corpse."
While he was talking, Qi Peng skillfully picked off the blood-sucking leech and put it into the black nakong seal around his waist. After a while of busy work, he loosened the rune chain and lowered the body to the ground.
When he turned around, he saw Zhao Sheng standing still, so he couldn't help but call out: "Stop standing there and collect the body quickly. I'll check first to see if any ghosts have been born."
Zhao Sheng stepped forward in response, touched the black Nakong seal on his waist with his right hand, pulled out a white sack from it, bent down to lift up the body, and quickly put it in it.
This black Nakong Seal is the standard equipment of prison guards. It contains a variety of objects, including not only body bags, but also zombie coffins, ghost jars and various torture instruments.
"Gone, gone! Not even a wandering soul. Very unlucky!"
As soon as he finished his work, Qi Peng muttered angrily, turned to Zhao Sheng, and put the body bag into the empty seal with a wave of his hand.
Bang bang!
The two prison doors were closed again.
Qi Peng took Zhao Sheng to the next cell.
Taking advantage of the opening of the door, Zhao Sheng asked him about various taboos and precautions in the prison.
Qi Peng did not try to be mysterious and talked about a lot of things in the Divine Prison.
At this time, the cell door opened...
"Roar--"
As soon as the door opened, a crazy roar followed.
On the cross steel frame, I saw a naked, wolf-headed monster with dark green hair, trying desperately to rush towards the door. However, the rune chain automatically tightened and countless electric lights bloomed, making it scream in agony.
"Werewolf? Werewolf? Or a godly species?!"
The cell stunk and was full of filth.
Zhao Sheng sealed his mouth and nose, flicked his fingers repeatedly, and red fireballs flew out one after another. As soon as they landed on the stainless steel ground, they exploded into large flames, quickly burning away the filth.
Then, he used the Qingfeng Technique three times in a row to blow away the thick stench.
"Hey, now you know that the job of a prison guard is not an easy one! Where are you now? You will have a lot to enjoy in the future. Get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise you will die without knowing how."
Qi Peng grinned and deliberately taunted Zhao Sheng a few words. His face was filled with frost. He stretched out his right hand, and there was already a two-foot-long pitch black whip in his hand. The whip was only one finger thick, and the surface was covered with
Sharp barbs visible to the naked eye.
Bang bang bang!
Without saying anything, he slapped the wolf-headed man fiercely, causing his skin to be torn open and his body to wail repeatedly.
"Recruit or not?"
Snap!
"To recruit, or not to recruit?"
Bang bang bang!
The whip was whipped very rhythmically, and Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered when he saw it.
"Hit me, I'll do it, I'll do it, don't do it."
After a while, the wolf-headed man finally couldn't stand the whipping anymore and actually shouted out human words.
Qi Peng whipped him twice more before he stopped, stretched out his hand and took out a Zhuoyin shell, and said with a sinister expression: "Tell me everything you know."
The wolf-headed man cried and said, while Zhao Sheng watched silently.
In the southern part of Dien Chong Province, there is a wolf temple deep in Zilao Mountain.
A confused young man strayed into Zilao Mountain, broke into the Wolf Temple, and saw the gods.
Twenty years later, the young man received the divine teaching and became successful in his cultivation. He could transform into a wolf shape, had infinite strength, and was as swift as the wind. Since coming down the mountain, he has become invincible and unstoppable.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Later, in order to build a temple for the Wolf God, the young man accidentally offended the local Taoist temple, so he was captured by a Taoist priest and imprisoned in the divine prison.
"Let me ask you, do you still remember the location of that temple?" Qi Peng asked with an excited expression and his eyes shining.
At this time, the wolf-headed man had lost his demonic power and returned to his normal human form, just like an ordinary-looking young man.
"I really don't remember, I just know that the temple is probably at the southern foot of Zilao Mountain..."
Half an hour later, Qi Peng walked out of the prison with an angry look on his face and waved his hands, blood and flesh flying everywhere.
"What a fucking waste! Once you get to a key place, you won't know anything about it. If you wait for a while, until you can't find anything useful, just kill it and feed it to the dog."
In the Da Gu Tian Dynasty, the Tiandao Sect was the only one who had the authority to entrust the gods of the world.
Those who establish themselves as gods and build temples without the decree of heaven to confer gods are all temples of wild gods and are subject to severe attack and destruction.
It is at least a small feat for the prison guards to discover any trace of a wild god.
No wonder Qi Peng was so eager.
After leaving the cell, Zhao Sheng asked: "Can prisoners in the Divine Prison... be executed at will?"
Qi Peng smiled and said: "Once you enter the divine prison, there is no hope of getting out alive. Including you and me!"
Zhao Sheng fell silent immediately, feeling a little shocked that Qi Peng could be so pessimistic.
"Unless...you can accumulate three major merits, you can transfer from prison guard to a new job."
"At least there hasn't been one in the past sixty years. However, today's high priest of the Prison Temple was once a prison guard, but now he has become a dignified high priest of Yuanying, famous in the five provinces in the north." Qi Peng said, his face
A look of yearning and admiration appeared on his face.
Two hours later, the two came out of the tenth cell.
Zhao Sheng discovered that not every prisoner had to be tortured, most of them just went in to take a look to see if the prisoner was dead, and at the same time replaced the blood-sucking leeches, and then threw a few chunks of smelly meat to the prisoner to prevent him from being sucked and fucked.
I'll starve to death again.
All the prisoners in the Divine Prison are human mines. They cannot be killed casually before the last bit of profit is squeezed out.
…
At the end of the day, Zhao Sheng and the five men inspected the third floor of the prison, handed over to the next team, and returned to their cells.
The prison guards rotate every three days, that is, one day and two days off, so there is plenty of time.
It's just that life in the prison is almost equivalent to jail, with very little entertainment and a terrifyingly monotonous life.
Some prison guards with immortal Taoist hearts may practice hard during their breaks. After all, prison guards are well-paid, their skills can be exchanged on their own, and there is no shortage of spiritual stones and pills.
However, most of the prison guards have already given up on spiritual practice. They spend their days either gambling, bragging, or indulging in food, wine, and food.
The reason for such depravity is inseparable from the poor spiritual qualifications of the prison guards and the depressing and dull environment in the prison.
Day after day, year after year, there is no hope for practice, and no future for oneself. This makes most prison guards choose to give up on themselves, and many even become perverts, often getting pleasure from torturing prisoners.
After waking up one night, Qi Peng woke up Zhao Sheng, stood up and greeted him: "Let's go, let's go to Happy Forest for dinner first, and get to know the other companions by the way."
Zhao Sheng followed him out and walked half a circle along the corridor. After walking for about three or four miles, a spacious space covering an area of more than ten acres came into view.
On the stone tables, large pots of delicious and fragrant meat and vegetables were placed randomly on them, and prison guards occupied the tables one by one, feasting on them.
There is nothing to say about the standard of the prison guards' food. If ordinary wealthy people eat just one meal, they will go bankrupt.
Zhao Sheng followed Qi Peng and found a corner to sit down, looking at the large pot of meat and vegetables, his belly was like a drum.
As an innate martial artist, he can still eat twice as much meat.
There is no limit to the food in Happy Forest. You can eat as much as you want. If you can destroy the prison, you are considered powerful!
Zhao Sheng was not polite. He grabbed a fat elbow and swallowed it whole in three or two mouthfuls. His teeth made a rattling sound and he didn't even spit out any bones.
On the side, Qi Peng was stunned.
"Eat it! Eat it quickly." Zhao Sheng picked up two more pieces of hooves and threw them into his mouth. He chewed them while saying vague greetings to Qi Feng.
"Hey, don't just eat meat, try our unique Yuanyang wine to get rid of the cold in the prison!" Qi Peng picked up a pot of old wine and sent it to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng took the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp. Then he spit out a faint gray gas and praised with a smile: "Good wine! My body is much warmer now."
At this time, there were about twenty prison guards in Happy Forest, some laughing and chatting while eating wine, and some sitting alone and chewing.
"Today, my brother has accomplished a small feat. He found out where the bandits were hiding..."
"Hehe, brother, please do a good job and give me another half month's grace. When the salary comes down, I will pay you back with interest..."
"I heard that another group of prisoners will be imprisoned recently, and our opportunity to make meritorious deeds has arrived again..."
"Shall we go to the inner room to play a little later?"
"No, brother, I want to exchange for more elixirs. I have almost reached the fourth level of Qi refining recently."
"...There is a beauty imprisoned in the seventh-level prison. She is very attractive. Brother, do you want to find a chance to take a look?
"..."
Zhao Sheng silently sorted out the useful information in order to familiarize himself with the environment of the Divine Prison as soon as possible.
Qi Peng is obviously an old man here. He knows everyone. After this round of greetings, Zhao Sheng also got to know a lot of people.
Zhao Sheng stayed in Happy Forest for two hours, while Qi Peng had already gone out to make money.
He returned to the room alone, found a training room at random, and walked in.
In the training room, a spirit gathering array is set up on the ground.
Zhao Sheng took out Ding Jiuwu's identity token and embedded it in the center of the spirit gathering array. The array suddenly activated, and rich spiritual energy quickly poured into the room from all directions.
But along with the spiritual energy came waves of bone-chilling coldness.
Zhao Sheng was not surprised but overjoyed. This wave of evil spirits was used as nourishment for the fire of karma, transforming it into special spiritual power.
He immediately walked to the middle of the spirit gathering array and sat down cross-legged. The red lotus flame pattern between his eyebrows separated from his skin and flew out, suddenly turning into a circle of red flames in mid-air, burning surgingly.
He was a human being for seven lifetimes and built the foundation for three consecutive lifetimes.
Zhao Sheng already knew very well how to advance to the foundation-building realm.
In this life, he does not plan to take the foundation-building pill, but will temper himself little by little until his merits are perfected and the foundation-building pill is perfect.
There is no doubt that he is following the path of ancient Dharma cultivation. Youdao is the pure yang energy of Dantian Qi and sea, and the jade essence of perfect merits and virtues!
………
One month later, the fourth level of prison,
In Cell No. 26, the prisoner was a casual cultivator who had practiced the Blood Soul Sutra. He once slaughtered three large villages with thousands of people in a row just to collect blood essence.
This kind of prisoner is a hot commodity in the Divine Prison, and he must not be allowed to die easily. The blood cow is his final destination.
What's more, after this person dies, there is a certain chance of condensing the bleeding elixir. This thing can prolong life and its value is difficult to estimate.
The prison guards fought fiercely for this person. Zhao Sheng showed his hand in a small way and shocked the others hard, and finally got the power of disposal.
In the prison, after Zhao Sheng replaced the blood-sucking leeches for the prisoners, he looked up at the picture of the Prison God, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable divine light.
After a while, he strode out of the cell, turned around and closed the double prison doors again, thinking to himself:
"The Tiandao Sect is more decadent than imagined, and... more powerful than imagined... Try to accumulate enough merit and exchange for a few more layers of "Red Lotus Karma Fire Sutra"..."