Chapter six hundred and thirty third stealing the sky
"Corpse!" Zhan Chen couldn't help shouting.
Zhang Yonggui said with a smile: "Yes, there are only two types of people going out from here, one is the person who is about to die, and the other is the dead person. The people who are about to die refer to those who were sent to refine corpses and medicine for us.
, they will be tortured half to death first, and then escorted out of the dungeon and distributed to those in need; and the second type is the dead. This dungeon is worthy of its name.
In fact, in the hell on earth, people are tortured to death in it every day. But people are added every day, and the people who are tortured to death will be transported out of the dungeon in the middle of the night and sent to a place called the Blood Pool to melt into the purest form.
The energy is used for the cultivation of our Demon Sect disciples and will not be wasted at all. That’s why I say that only the dead can leave."
The second situation mentioned by Zhang Yonggui deeply attracted Zhan Chen. A spark of wisdom seemed to flash through his mind. He did not clarify his thoughts at the time, but his intuition told him that this point was very important, so he asked
Said: "Is it every night?"
Zhang Yonggui nodded firmly and said, "Of course, I can also tell you clearly that at midnight every night, large corpse trucks enter the dungeon and transport truckloads of corpses out."
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he said, "Wouldn't it be more efficient to use a storage ring?"
Zhang Yonggui shook his head and said: "No, you don't understand. The body of a cultivator is also a key cultivation resource for us demon cultivators. If it is stored with a storage ring, it will be easily corrupted, not to mention the management in the dungeon.
It is very strict. Although prisoners come in and out frequently, the names of all prisoners must be registered. Even if they turn into corpses, their identities and numbers must be confirmed again. Therefore, this primitive and cumbersome method is adopted to prevent others from being identified.
Take advantage of the loopholes.”
"So who exactly is transporting these bodies?"
"This kind of work is the dirtiest and most tiring job. I have done it when I was still in the Peeping Yuan Realm. Generally, registering, confirming the body, and transporting the body to the blood pool are all done by the disciples of the Peeping Yuan Realm."
"If it's a Peeping Yuan Realm disciple, it would be easier." Zhan Chen murmured.
"Why, do you want to work on this? Don't waste your efforts!"
Next, Zhan Chen chatted with him for a long time and learned a lot about the dungeon. However, an hour came quickly. When the time came, they were all escorted back to the dark dungeon. Chen An was on time at the tenth
They waited for him at the door and took him back to the prison and locked him up.
Back in that depressing prison, Zhan Chen was a little depressed. He fell on the bed and sighed, calming down. The words Zhang Yonggui said lingered in his mind again, and he murmured: "Turn into a corpse?"
?This is indeed a good idea. As long as I can sneak into the corpse truck, I can get out of this dungeon. The people escorting the corpse truck are only some Peeping Yuan Realm disciples. With my strength, I can definitely kill them all in an instant!
But how to do this?”
Zhan Chen thought about it for a long time and had no clue at all. However, once the idea came up, it was firmly entrenched in his mind and could not go away. But it didn't matter. Now he had plenty of time and could slowly find a way...
In the days that followed, Zhan Chen waited quietly in the cell, waiting for the opportunity to go out for a break again. However, as Chen An said, the opportunity for a break would not come to him every time. The second month
, when Zhan Chen mentioned this matter to Chen An again, Chen An did not give him any reply, which made Zhan Chen quite disappointed, and it was nearly half a year before he got another chance to go out for fun.
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In the blink of an eye, Zhan Chen spent five years in prison. After five years, he finally calmed down and became "at ease" even in prison. When he was extremely bored, he began to sort out all his problems.
He has a unique skill and has made a huge breakthrough in the practice of clone technique.
On this day, Zhan Chen was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly he opened his eyes and secretly shouted: "Clone, condense for me!"
Two rays of spiritual light shot out from his body and turned into two Zhan Chens who were exactly the same as himself. He couldn't help but feel happy and shouted: "Is it finally done? I can finally control two clones at the same time!"
Looking at the two clones, Zhan Chen was entranced. He admired Tiangangzi in his heart for the ten thousandth time and secretly praised: "Senior Tiangangzi is so powerful. He can create such magical things as Tiangang Star. It is made of it.
The human form is exactly the same as a real person, even the clothes and facial expressions can be imitated perfectly!"
Thinking of this, Zhan Chen couldn't help but become playful. He reached out and touched the clone's face. What he touched was a skin-like texture. It really looked like a living person. However, Tian Xingzi was a dead thing after all. This
The clone does not have human body temperature, but as long as you don't pay too much attention, this flaw will be easily ignored.
"This clone really looks like my twin brother!" Zhan Chen said happily, and then began to control the clone for fun, using his spiritual consciousness to give orders to the clone: "Smile!" The clone showed a natural smile, no different from a normal person.
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"Cry!" Zhan Chen ordered another clone again, and the other clone followed Zhan Chen's order and showed a crying face. Zhan Chen said to the two clones: "Hello." A strange scene.
Appeared! The two clones actually opened their mouths and replied: "Hello..." Although they were parroting and sounded a bit jerky, they still had the same sound and were almost the same as their own voices!
"It's amazing! You can be my substitute!" Zhan Chen couldn't help but shout. Suddenly a light of wisdom flashed through his mind, and he seemed to have grasped a certain key point: "Wait, substitute! Could it be that I
Can’t you use them for something?!”
Zhan Chen's mind began to work at a high speed, and a complex plan gradually began to be born in his mind...
In the following days, Zhan Chen spent most of his time practicing the clone technique, training them to speak and letting them move according to their own consciousness. He was so devoted to the practice that he was almost discovered by Chen An a few times.
Through constant experiments, he also learned his own limit. A clone can only exist in the outside world for one day at most. After one day, it cannot maintain its human form.
"One day is still too short, but if you use it to escape, it should be enough!" Zhan Chen's eyes were full of confidence, and he thought: "The next step is for me to try my own ability to control clones remotely, that is to say
Can I stay here and control the clone in the square?"
After waiting for a while, Zhan Chen finally got another chance to take a breather. He came to the square again and looked around. His eyes stopped at a row of small houses built on the edge of the square. They were the only ones beside the square.
Building - toilet.
Although immortals have transcended mortals and are not allowed to eat or drink, as long as they are not in retreat, they will produce some excrement to a greater or lesser extent, especially low-level immortals, who usually need to excrete every three to five days.
, even high-level immortals need to excrete every one or two months.
Therefore, the toilet has become a necessary facility everywhere. At the same time, this is also the only place on the square that can completely avoid the sight of the guards. Zhan Chen decided to conduct a significant experiment here!
Stepping into the latrine, Zhan Chen saw a series of airtight toilets. Although it was called a toilet, in fact it was not often used and was very clean. After all, no one who could come out to relax would waste valuables.
There is no point in spending more time in such a small and airtight space, and there is no point in hiding here, because after each release, the cell leader will count the number of people. Therefore, there is no one in the toilet at this time.
Zhan Chen entered one of the rooms and locked the door. Although he was wearing the Sleeping Immortal Lock, his actions were not greatly affected because the main purpose of the Sleeping Immortal Lock was to restrict the immortal energy, not to capture the immortal.
Tie up.
Taking a deep breath, he was actually a little nervous, because this was the first time he had used the Clone Technique while wearing the Sleeping Immortal Lock, and his success depended on it.
"Clone, condense!" Zhan Chen shouted secretly, and a stream of light jumped out of his body and turned into his own appearance. Seeing this, he was ecstatic and shouted: "It's finally done!" Then he immediately realized that he seemed to have lost his temper.
He quickly shut his mouth.
In fact, he had a premonition that he would succeed, because once the Tiangang Clone Technique is mastered, it does not need to consume his own immortal energy at all when performing it, and the consumption of soul power is also very low. In non-combat conditions, for soul power
The consumption is almost negligible, so this success is reasonable.
"Next, I need to test how far I can control this clone!" Zhan Chen murmured, then opened the door of the toilet and went out, then controlled the clone and locked the door.
This way, even if someone comes in, they won't break into this toilet.
After leaving the toilet, Zhan Chen returned to the square, his heart still pounding. This was a bold attempt. There were too many uncertainties in it, but in order to leave, he had to take risks.
At this time, he could still clearly feel everything that happened in the toilet. Because Zhan Chen, as the owner of the clone, could clearly share the clone's perspective and feelings. Time passed minute by minute, and every minute and second of this
It was a torture for Zhan Chen, and his heartbeat kept beating at a high frequency, so much so that he had the illusion that his heart would jump out of his chest at any time.
His abnormal demeanor finally attracted the attention of a nearby guard. The guard focused his eyes on him. Seeing this, Zhan Chen was shocked. He quickly forced himself to relax and comforted himself in his heart: "This won't work, Zhan Chen
, you have to calm down, this is just the beginning, the road ahead will be more difficult!"
So Zhan Chen's expression gradually returned to normal, and the guard looked away, and he let out a long breath. At this moment, the bell to end the discharge rang, and Zhan Chen walked towards the gathering place, and then
When he comes down, he will return to the deep underground, and a greater challenge has officially begun!