Chapter 817 The powerful Jin clan leader
“Master Patriarch, we are here to see you.” Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou smiled and looked at the Xiantian Taoist sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The two figures reflected in the light of the oil lamp were extremely tall.
Taoist Xiantian looked at Lu Yang and the two people who came in with their blankets in confusion.
We were separated for only half an hour. How did you end up sharing a cell with me so quickly?
Buyu Taoist was greatly moved. He didn't expect his good disciple to be so worried about his life in prison, so he came to live with him specially.
"This place is actually quite suitable for you two to practice." Taoist Buyu said seriously.
The formation in the prison can imprison spiritual power, but Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou's cultivation level is too high and their foundation is too solid to completely imprison them. Training in the prison is like martial arts practitioners training with heavy loads. If they can adapt to the environment here, they will be better for the future. Practice is of great benefit.
“Is there such a good thing?” Lu Yang was delighted. Sure enough, good people are rewarded.
“Your master is right about this,” said the Immortal Fairy.
At this time, Lu Yang's spiritual space underwent a major change. A row of thick pillars divided the spiritual space into two, with Lu Yang on one side and the Immortal Fairy on the other side.
As the head of the family, Immortal Fairy was very upright and adhered to the principle of sharing the same responsibility when faced with difficulties. She also put herself in a cell and put on a shabby and leaky prison uniform to suffer with Lu Yang.
“…No, fairy, isn’t your living environment too good?”
Lu Yang looked at the hay floor in his area, with rags used as pillows, and even wearing bracelets and shackles.
On the other hand, the Immortal Fairy's side has expensive and soft beds, wardrobes for displaying clothes, tea tables, tea chairs, teapots, and paintings painted by the Immortal Fairy hanging on the walls. Chickens are pecking at bugs on the ground - this is a picture of a dragon and a phoenix competing.
Coupled with the prison uniform worn by the Immortal Fairy, he looked like a privileged prisoner who came to enjoy life in the sky prison.
Lu Yang seems to be the kind of person who has no power and is bullied by the prison boss.
“I am so fragile, how can I sleep on hay?”
“Go, go, practice. I have specially suppressed your spiritual consciousness, so that when you practice, you can practice together with your spiritual consciousness.”
After Lu Yang put on the bracelets and shackles, he really felt that the use of his spiritual consciousness was not as natural as before.
In reality, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were sitting cross-legged, meditating and practicing according to the teachings of Taoist Wuyu.
At the same time, in order to train their Taoist minds, Taoist Buyu has been interfering with their cultivation by talking to Taoist Xiantian.
Fortunately, the two of them were highly talented in cultivation and entered samadhi quickly, so they were not disturbed by Taoist Taoist Master Wu Yu.
Five days have passed in the blink of an eye, and both Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou can feel a slight improvement in their cultivation, and they believe that without the suppression of the large formation, their ability to control spiritual power can reach a higher level.
Buyu Taoist felt strange when he saw the two people opening their mouths wide and swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
“Is this the legendary Taotie tribe’s natal magical power to swallow the sky and the earth?”
“This is much more efficient than the Spirit Gathering Formation, and it can be practiced anytime and anywhere.”
Chief Jin looked strange. Is this what the Taotie Clan's Devouring Heaven and Earth looks like? Why is it different from what he saw?
Just when Taoist Buyu wanted to chat with Taoist Xiantian for a few more words, his expression suddenly changed.
There was only a bang, and the lid of the cell was opened like a box. The prisoner in the cell raised his head and looked at the dark night and the figure under the night that exuded a terrifying aura.
“No, it’s an enemy attack!” The prison leader’s expression changed drastically and he shouted loudly. He became energetic, held a gun in hand, flew into the air, and stared at the figure.
The figure looked at the prisoners coldly, as if he had not seen the cell leader in the Nascent Soul Stage.
Residents living nearby lit oil lamps and looked at the figure through the window paper with fear, wondering whether to hide in the house or run away.
Failing to feel the other party's cultivation level means that the other party is a monk in the integration stage!
“What’s the point of being ruthless?” the figure said coldly.
Lu Yang and the other two were shocked. They didn't expect the Wu Wu Sect to be so bold and actually wanted to rob the prison.
The captured Wuwu Cultists were all locked up deep in the prison, far away from where Lu Yang and others were being held.
Members of the Wuqing Cult are serious criminals. Those who want to join the Wuqing Cult also have criminal records and are strictly monitored by the Yecheng government.
But no matter how strict the supervision is, it is impossible to stop the monks in the integration stage from plundering the prison!
“The thieves are so brave, they fight and dance!”
The prison leader roared angrily and waved his gun. The bright gun was particularly dazzling in the night sky, like another ray of moonlight.
Gange dance is a kind of dance, created under the moonlight night. If used at night, the power can be doubled!
The figure didn't even look at the prison leader. He raised his hand casually and caught the moonlight attack. The prison leader tried his best, but he couldn't move even half an inch.
"boring."
He casually threw the cell head away, stretched out a finger, and shot out a black light, trying to pierce the cell head!
——
The strange wind that came from nowhere actually blew the black light away.
"who!"
The figure's eyes condensed, and a majestic Qiongqi actually appeared in the sky, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty red light, and every breath was filled with coldness and evil aura, demonstrating ancient and terrifying power.
"Jiuyou Cult!" Patriarch Jin roared, like a Buddhist lion roaring, the roar shook the sky and shattered the space.
“There is still Qiongqi in the integration stage in Jiuyou Sect?” The figure frowned, puzzled?
Chief Jin looked at the figure with burning eyes. According to the elder brother, if he could capture this person, it would be a great achievement!
"It seems that he knew that I was bored in the cell, so he came here to have fun for me!" Chief Jin didn't take this figure seriously at all. Unlike the Dijiang tribe who can sing and dance well, their Qiongqi tribe has been a Qiongqi tribe since ancient times. It has been known for its combat prowess ever since!
The huge tiger claws swung down, and the air was instantly filled with the sound of tearing wind. The figure's eyes became extremely sharp. He stepped lightly, and his figure shuttled in the wind like a phantom, easily dodging the blow.
“The Qiongqi tribe is nothing more than that.” The figure sneered, and suddenly seemed to sense something. He lowered his head and looked down, but he didn’t know when three claw marks appeared on his chest, and blood was flowing.
“The Wuqing Cult only has so much ability, no wonder they volunteered to be raped.” Chief Jin laughed loudly and pounced on the figure again.
The figure seemed to be stimulated by Patriarch Jin's words, or perhaps it evoked some bad memories. Endless dark energy surged out of his sleeves, turning into ghostly shadows.
“Expelling ghosts?” The Jin clan chief was delighted, revealing his snow-white tiger fangs and flapping his wings lightly, stirring up the airflow around him. The shadows of ghosts and ghosts trembled, indicating that they were out of control.
"It seems that our Qiongqi tribe rarely takes action, so that the world has forgotten our tribe's ghost-eating skills!"
Hearing the art of ghosting, Lu Yang's eyes twitched slightly, and he remembered that the reason why he joined the Immortal Cult was to eradicate a tiger monster who knew the art of ghosting.
"No, the Wuwu Cult should not come to save people." Taoist Wuyu frowned and muttered to himself. According to his understanding of the Wu Wu Cult, saving people would do no good to the Wu Wu Cult.
Moreover, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Daxia. There seems to be no strong person in the city, but there may be that strong person living in seclusion here. Just like the current situation, let alone saving others, you have to involve yourself.
Taoist Wuyu spread out his consciousness to look for something strange in Ye Cheng. Suddenly, his expression condensed, turned into a sword light, and went straight to the city lord's mansion.
“No, there’s something going on at the City Lord’s Mansion!”
(End of this chapter)