The forbidden barrier was opened, and the black iron gate was slowly pushed open from the outside.
A faint golden light shines through the door, shining on the criminal.
Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, and a short and fat figure was reflected in the depths of his pupils.
The prisoner turned out to be an amiable old man, with a boyish appearance and a gentle temperament, but there was a faint aura of holiness about him.
"Haha, this is not a small gesture! The old man is just a loser now, why bother to mobilize so many troops?"
There was no wooden core stuffed in this man's mouth, and there were no restraints on his body, except for two slender golden chains hanging between his hands and feet.
As he walked, the chains dragged on the ground, making a clanging sound.
Zhao Sheng subconsciously took half a step back and shrank slightly behind Bingyi.
"Huh? The spiritual sense is so sensitive! Being a prison guard at such a young age is a waste of your qualifications. Get close to the old man and teach you a mysterious method. You can cultivate a body that communicates with spirits. You can communicate with heaven and ask for help from below.
Possessed by a god, he can control the wind and rain..."
The old man's Dantian was destroyed and he had no magic power, but he only relied on his demeanor, tone, and the rhythm of his words to arouse the desire in everyone's hearts.
Zhao Sheng's face showed a look of excitement, but his eyes regained consciousness in an instant.
Phew!
A black knife cut the old man's throat, suppressing what he said next.
"Hoho...hoho..."
The blood was pouring from his neck, the old man kept panting, and the big hole in his throat healed quickly in front of everyone.
Just after three breaths, the old man's wound of cutting his throat had healed.
"Qiu Santong, I know you have great magical powers, but when you get here, I have to be obedient and obedient!" Xiao Moruo put away the black knife, reached out and pushed the old man, and said in a cold tone.
"Hey, Shura people! I can't afford to offend the old man. Come here, young man, and take me to prison quickly."
When Qiu Santong called for him to come forward, Zhao Sheng turned a deaf ear.
This old man is very weird. Once he gets involved, he will definitely be in trouble in the future.
The two guards stepped forward in response, pushing the old man towards the depths of the prison.
Zhao Sheng and Ding Siqi each drew out their prison knives and followed the three of them.
layer,
second floor,
three floors,
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At the end of the Nine-Level Prison, layers of light curtains seal the entrance to the passage. Behind the light curtain is a heavy black iron gate with a statue of the Thousand-Armed Prison God carved on its surface.
After a lot of effort, the light curtain split apart, and the cold iron gate was opened. Two black-armored prison guards strode out of the darkness, lined up on both sides, and looked at everyone expressionlessly.
Bingyi has done many escort missions and is very familiar with the process.
The two parties didn't need to say anything, and just pushed the old man into the dark passage.
"Be gentle, be gentle! The old man's old bones can't stand this kind of torment." Qiu Santong complained as he walked, as if he didn't care at all about the dark and depressing gloomy environment around him.
The divine prison below the ninth floor is similar to the upper floors, but the number of cells is greatly reduced, and the prison doors are all made of spiritual weapon-level spiritual materials, which are considered a special type of spiritual weapon.
Not only that, many formation disks are also embedded in the wall outside the cell, and numerous blocking formations are laid out in the prison.
By the time they arrived at the sixteenth floor of the Divine Prison, Zhao Sheng and others had already gone nearly a hundred miles underground. The walls and floor of the prison floor were entirely made of thousand-year-old cold iron.
There is an infinite chill in every corner here, and the Yin is so strong that it has condensed into a thin layer of evil ice, adhering to the walls and floor.
Zhao Sheng felt a chill and had to release a layer of karma fire to resist the surrounding cold air.
Others also used their spiritual power to resist the coldness of this place.
However, even though Qiu Santong had lost all his magic power, he looked relaxed and at ease, unaware of the coldness surrounding him.
Later, the cell door was finally opened.
Just as Qiu Santong was being escorted into the cell, a subtle voice suddenly came from Zhao Sheng's ear: "Boy, come and see the old man when you have time. I have to say, your blood smells so good. Hehe!"
Zhao Sheng's heart trembled when he heard this, knowing that his little trick had been seen by others.
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Three levels of prison, cell number 20.
Zhao Sheng stepped forward, and with his fingers like the wind, he stabbed the prisoner's internal organs and pubic area continuously. Wisps of karma fire penetrated into the body and burned all over the prisoner's internal organs in an instant.
"Ahhh! I'm doing it, I'm doing it! You can ask, sir, but Quan Quan says, please stop!"
"Say it!" Zhao Sheng's face was expressionless and his voice was cold. He wiped the prisoner's chest and abdomen casually, ending the torture of burning the body with karma.
He deliberately made his words ambiguous, and it depends on whether the prisoner knows what he is talking about.
An hour later, Zhao Sheng walked out of the cell, holding a turning sound stone in his hand.
The prisoner is a Qi refining missionary from the Di Yuanlao Mother Sect.
Two months ago, this man followed the preacher elders of the Laomu Cult to bewitch millions of people in Hongzhou Mansion, and rebelled with them, causing countless killings. For a time, the whole Hongzhou Mansion was in ruins, and nearly a hundred wealthy families were slaughtered.
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In the Great Gu Tian Dynasty, the Di Yuanlao Mother Cult was a professional rebel among many pagan cults. It is not known how long it has been since the religion was established, but every once in a while, it would set off a bloody storm across the mainland.
Although every rebellion ended in failure, the Mother Church of the Earth Elder Mother fought and failed again and again and never tired of it, as if she was addicted to rebellion.
For thousands of years, the Tiandao Sect and the imperial court have destroyed the Old Mother Sect's main altar many times.
But it always resurfaces, becoming more powerful and more believers each time.
As far as Zhao Sheng knows, most of the incarnations of each generation of old mothers are in the late Nascent Soul stage. If the spirit of the earthly old mother is invited to possess her, she can rival the incarnation in a short time.
"The Heaven-defying Alliance? Who is this? The Old Mother Cult actually learned their lesson this time and joined forces with other forces to rebel." Zhao Sheng thought as he walked.
He doesn't have much on his mind right now. What he hopes most is to find out why the Zhao clan members ended up in the Netherworld.
In addition, he also wants to know the outcome of the war between the two worlds back then? What is the situation like in the Tianzhu world now?
Over the years, he has searched all books and documents, and hinted to other people, but he can't find any trace.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't be anxious! Sooner or later, you will find out the truth anyway." Zhao Sheng said secretly to himself.
After changing his shift, he immediately hid in the training room and turned on the shielding barrier to prevent outsiders from intruding.
The next second, the others had disappeared from here.
Through continuous phase shifting, in less than three breaths, Zhao Sheng appeared in the mansion in the city of Chu State.
He called the housekeeper and after listening to his report in a few words, Zhao Sheng gave him three thousand taels of silver for household use, and then gave two instructions.
The first is to look for two suitable shops and wait to buy them later.
Second, it is necessary to hire a literacy teacher to be responsible for teaching reading and literacy to school-age children in the house.
Although the housekeeper Zhao Da couldn't understand his master's intention, he agreed without hesitation.
Zhao Sheng quickly left the mansion, secretly checked on Zhao Sanliu and his family, and then left quietly.
The next day, two innate warriors suddenly came to the Zhao Mansion. When they saw the housekeeper, they took out Zhao Sheng's token and said that they were invited by the master to come and look after the house. They also taught some boxing and kicking skills to the people below.
Not to kill the enemy, just to practice martial arts and strengthen the body.
Of course, before the two men came to the door, Zhao Sheng had returned to the prison without anyone noticing.
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After that, Zhao Sheng would show up in the mansion every few days.
The shop was quickly bought, and Zhao Sanliu's two sons were "lucky" to be chosen and became the shop's clerks. Their monthly salary was converted into silver, and their monthly salary was doubled again.
Zhao Sanliu was also "accidentally" spotted by his master, who specifically selected him to become a coachman.
The job of a coachman comes with a generous monthly salary and is easy.
You know, the master sometimes doesn't need a carriage for a whole month.
For this reason, Zhao Sanliu was so happy that he praised his kindness all day long, saying he would live a long life.
Winter comes and summer comes, time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, while Zhao Sheng was meditating and practicing, he suddenly had a sudden impulse, and the atomized spiritual power in the Qi Sea was instantly thrown into the spiritual whirlpool.
There were faint whistling sounds in the dantian, and in the blink of an eye, a drop of liquefied spiritual power condensed from the end of the vortex, naturally dripping down, and suspended in the center of the air sea.
A large amount of atomized spiritual power was transformed rapidly, and liquefied spiritual power was produced like raindrops.
Zhao Sheng silently recited the scriptures, and his whole body began to undergo a new round of rebirth, and his mental power gradually transformed into the power of spiritual consciousness.
Because he had experienced it many times in his previous life, he didn't panic at all and slowly waited for his promotion to be successful.
Half an hour later, a ray of spiritual consciousness was like a bud, quietly protruding out of the body. At this moment, the spiritual power in the Dantian had turned into a "clear spring", extremely pure.
The foundation building process went extremely smoothly, as if everything fell into place!
Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the red lotus between his eyebrows suddenly burst out with a wisp of red flames. The red flames enveloped his whole body, burning away the thick pus, blood, and filth on his body.
Suddenly,
The light in Zhao Sheng's eyes suddenly dissipated, revealing a pair of calm and indifferent eyes.
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The next day, in the Happy Forest Canteen, there were a group of new faces among the prison guards who came to eat.
Many old people either died or were transferred to lower-level prisons.
I heard there is a shortage of people down there, and the prison guards are being depleted too quickly.
The previous C-class prison guards have disappeared, and now Zhao Sheng can be considered an old man.
Prison Lieutenant Xiao Moruo recently planned to promote a group of Ding-level prison guards, and he was probably among them.
The reason is that in the past three years, Zhao Sheng's performance has been extremely outstanding, ranking in the top three every year.
"Brother, please lend me a few spiritual stones for emergencies. I will return them to you when the salary is paid." Qi Peng sat down next to Zhao Sheng, carrying a bottle of Yuanyang wine, and begged in a low voice.
"Brother, your gambling addiction is getting bigger and bigger. If you continue like this, you will die from gambling sooner or later." Zhao Sheng put down the rice bowl and persuaded him while taking out the spiritual stone.
"Oh, my body is getting worse day by day. Anyway, I don't have a few years to live, so I might as well enjoy it in time! Brother, don't worry, if I hear any useful news, I will definitely make a copy for you."
Looking at Qi Peng, who was out of shape, Zhao Sheng sighed secretly.
"I just heard the news that there was a severe drought in Cangnan Prefecture for two consecutive years. There were so many grains in the fields that millions of people starved to death in the local area, causing a small-scale natural disaster of starving ghosts, affecting both humans and animals within a thousand miles.
They were all devoured."
"...The Wu family of Qiwu Mansion offended someone they shouldn't have offended, and now the whole family is in jail. I just interrogated a Wu family member, and I heard that they offended the senior officials of the temple..."
"...The General Forum recently issued an edict, severely criticizing the serious deficits in various provinces, but the trend of waste and extravagance is becoming increasingly common. Our Diangcang province has been specifically named. I heard that our pension will be reduced by 20%."
"What, salary reduction?! They are just a bunch of indifferent things. They don't allow us to work with peace of mind."
"Shhh... the best I can do is interrogate a few more prisoners and get some money from them. To be honest, during the inspection last year, I opened two treasure hiding places in a row, and unexpectedly made a small fortune."
"Bah, shut up! How dare you bring this kind of dirty deed to your face. Be careful to let Xiaotou know about it and skin you!"
"Hmph, it's just a tacit understanding. Do you think I'm really upright? You haven't come in yet when someone makes a fortune. So we can only go out once a year, otherwise...hehe!"
Zhao Sheng listened silently to the surroundings and quickly collected useful information.
As the saying goes, you have to rely on the mountains to eat and the water to eat!
Since he became a prison guard with no future, he naturally wanted to "make a fortune" from the prisoners.
This is also the old rule of the divine prison. As long as you don't go too far, the superiors will turn a blind eye.
After eating, Zhao Sheng returned to his room, took a nap, and then plunged into the training room again.
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In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.
The five people in the same room as Zhao Sheng have all changed. Qi Peng also died a year ago and still owed him nearly a hundred spiritual stones until his death.
Communicating with newcomers, I found that many of them are orphans in nursing homes, and some of them made small mistakes and were ostracized.
In the past two years, the prison has been overcrowded, most of whom are involved in rebellion and rebellion, and most of the prisoners come from various weird religions.
It has to be said that the concept of worshiping gods in the Youshen Realm is deeply rooted, and the common people are almost all devout believers.
At midnight on that day, there was a young Taoist beside the prison officer Xiao Moruo.
The Taoist has a handsome appearance, a gentle temperament, and is dressed in jade-white Taoist robes. He stands out in the dark prison.
The Prison Lieutenant introduced: "This is the Yushu Taoist priest sent by the General Temple. He is also the inspector of our Prison Temple."
Envoys from all directions?
This guy has a really big background!
After hearing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but observe this man secretly. His aura was hidden, like a deep pool, unfathomable.
And the spiritual sense is extremely sharp,
Zhao Sheng only took a few more glances before the man suddenly cast a look at him.
The other prison lieutenants couldn't help but talk to each other, looking at Yushu with a faint look of fear.
"Heaven's law is boundless!"
Yushu's gaze swept across the crowd, his eyes filled with peace, and his whole body glowed with radiance.
The clear light fell on the prison guard, and his body, which had been eroded by evil spirits, suddenly seemed much lighter.
"Thank you, Lord Inspector!
The prison guards thanked each other one after another, and Zhao Sheng followed the crowd among them.
Unfortunately, treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause.
This Yushu Taoist's true essence is not enough to eradicate the evil evil.
"Okay, okay, I received the blessing from Taoist Master Yushu today, and I will do my job well in the future."
Xiao Moruo said again: "Ding Jiuwu comes out!"
Zhao Sheng responded and walked out of the crowd, but he was confused in his heart.
"You follow the Taoist priest to the sixteenth level of prison!"
After Zhao Sheng heard this, he felt even more confused.
He was puzzled, but he immediately shouted: "Yes, Master Taoist, please follow me."
Silent all the way,
After a while, the two went down to the sixteenth floor of the prison, accompanied by two black-armored prison guards.