Ling Bufei walked out of the cell door and searched in the wind and snow.
Although the two Nascent Souls didn't say anything, he guessed that Song Zhiyi was being held nearby.
Most people in the sect still sympathize with Song Zhi's imprisonment. Just like Bai Mengjin's cell, he obviously chose a good location, so based on this mood, the guard will take care of Song Zhi a little bit.
Ling Bufei made a careful identification and thought that Song Zhiyi was the last one to be imprisoned, so he found a cell with the thinnest snow at the door.
"Uncle Song, are you here?" he shouted.
There was no response for a while.
Ling Bufei said again: "Uncle Song, please tell me what you heard. I was entrusted by Senior Brother Lin to come and see you."
After shouting several times, there was finally a sound from one of the cells.
Ling Bufei was overjoyed: "Uncle Song, is that you?"
There was a gentle knock on the cell door, and the restriction was triggered. Ling Bufei saw Song Zhiyi's face flashing past.
In his memory, Uncle Song had always been gentle and handsome, and he was only slightly older than them. Many female disciples in the sect admired him. But Song Zhiyi, whom Ling Bufei had just seen, was
He had a sad stubble on his face and his clothes were baggy, showing his embarrassment and desolation.
Fortunately, his eyes were still clear and he was not tortured to the point of losing his mind by the harsh environment here.
"Uncle Song, Senior Brother Lin is very worried about you, so he asked me to come and see if you are okay?"
The confinement of the cell calmed down, and Song Zhiyi's face was no longer visible.
After a while, there was a rustling sound at the door, and a thin piece of stone was pushed out.
Ling Bufei picked it up and found the words "forbidden, okay" written on it.
He thought for a while: "Uncle Master, you are saying that the restrictions here prevent you from speaking out? Are you okay now?"
There was another knock on the cell door.
Ling Bufei breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Uncle Master, I originally wanted to ask you what happened at that time, but it seems I can't ask you now. Was this done by my uncle? Did he not want you to talk?"
The door rang again, and it was Song Zhiyi's answer.
Ling Bufei smiled bitterly: "I don't have the Sect Master's Order in my hand, so I can't release the restriction."
Song Zhi knocked twice, as if to comfort him.
Ling Bufei cheered up and said to him: "Uncle Song, you must take care of yourself. We don't believe you stole the magic sword, and we are trying to find a way to help you reverse the case. You don't have to worry about Senior Brother Lin, neither I nor Senior Sister You will take care of you."
his."
Song Zhiyi tapped lightly to respond to his concern.
The two parties were unable to chat, so they could only briefly communicate through the knocking on the door. Seeing that the time was almost up, Ling Bufei said: "I'm going out, uncle, please rest! Please wait patiently, we will definitely vindicate you."
There was a light knock on the cell door, and everything returned to calm.
Ling Bufei took a deep breath and braved the wind and snow to return to Bai Mengjin's side.
"How is it?" Bai Mengjin asked.
Ling Bufei told Song Zhiyi's situation: "...Uncle has imposed a ban, so I can't ask."
Bai Mengjin was not surprised at all and said: "The sect leader will definitely do this, otherwise what will Master Song tell the guards to do? If the word gets out, it will be very detrimental to him."
"I finally came in, but I didn't ask anything." Ling Bufei was disappointed, "It's a pity that this opportunity was wasted."
Bai Mengjin smiled: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about this, I'm here!"
"But you..."
"I came in just to see him." Bai Mengjin said lightly, "There is always a solution to the restriction. I can't get out for a while, so I just want to explore."
Ling Bufei knew what she was capable of, so he could only say with concern: "Then you should be more careful. There are many restrictions here, and there are so many demons, just in case..."
"What are you afraid of?" Bai Mengjin was not afraid. "Although there are all kinds of disadvantages in entering Xuanbing Prison, it is clean here. Even your uncle cannot come in and harm me at will."
This is true, Xuanbing Prison is a forbidden area for the sect, and there are elders in the god-transformation stage who are in charge. Although they cannot prevent Ling Yungao from coming in, they will not allow him to mess around.
"Buzz!" The token in Ling Bufei's hand flashed, and the two Nascent Soul guards appeared in a flash.
"Young Sect Leader, the time has come, you should leave."
"Ah, this is too fast." Ling Bufei reluctantly left.
The Nascent Soul guard did not relent: "There is a barrier here, and the wind and snow also have special effects. If the young master stays here, it will affect the body. Your pulse is just right, don't you want to get sick again?"
"this……"
Bai Mengjin smiled: "Go ahead, I'm fine."
She nodded to the guard: "Thank you two uncles for reminding me."
One of the guards said: "Although we only have Nascent Soul, we are very old. You should call us Master."
Bai Mengjin smiled and changed his title: "Yes, thank you two uncles."
Saying such words means that the two guards are friendly towards her. This is good, and her life in Xuanbing Prison will not be difficult.
"Young Master, let's go!" the guard urged, "You've stayed too long, don't embarrass us."
When the conversation came to this point, Ling Bufei could only agree: "Okay."
He looked at Bai Mengjin again, his eyes lingering: "I'm leaving!"
Bai Mengjin nodded: "Go!"
"I will rescue you as soon as possible." Ling Bufei confessed again, "You... take good care of yourself."
"I know."
Under the urging of the guard, Ling Bufei turned around and walked away.
The door bar flashed and the cell door was sealed.
The sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, and in the end only the faint wind and snow remained.
Bai Mengjin sat for a while, then stood up and picked up something from the ground, which was the token that the guard had given to Ling Bufei before.
She smiled, fully aware of their openness.
Ling Bufei returned to the mouth of the valley, where You Yan and Lin Baiyu were waiting. When they saw him, their eyes lit up and they quickly stepped forward to surround him.
"Young Sect Master, has Junior Sister Bai settled down?"
"How is my master?"
Ling Bufei answered one by one: "Okay, except for being affected by Xuan Bing, the conditions are okay."
"I saw Uncle Song, but he couldn't speak and could only communicate briefly. Uncle Song is in good condition and looks energetic, but he has lost a lot of weight..."
Lin Baiyu felt sad and happy at times. He was sad that his master had to suffer so much, but he was also happy that he was in good condition.
"Okay, okay." The deacon elder interrupted them, "This is the important place of the sect. You can go back and talk slowly."
The three people reacted and thanked him.
The elder deacon replied: "I just follow the rules, but I don't open the door to convenience for you."
The three of them knew his concerns, smiled and said no more.
The elder deacon sighed and released the flying boat: "Come up, everyone! I will go to the Discipline Hall to cooperate with the investigation and see you off on the way."