The Path Toward Heaven

Lu Guogong is ready.

He reported this matter to His Majesty the God Emperor, determined to become the most diligent official from today, sitting in Taichang Temple every day to drink tea.

At the same time, he asked Shizi Luming for an errand in Nanhe Prefecture, with a term of three years.

If there is no problem after three years, Jing Jiu returns, then Lu Ming can return to Chaoge City, otherwise he will go directly to Qingshan through the relationship of Gu family.

Duke Lu Guo picked up the tea bowl again and glanced outside without any trace.

The black-covered car has disappeared.

He sighed in his heart, hoping that everything was fine.

The black-covered car came to the depths of Taichang Temple, passed through a bamboo forest, and continued along the straight path.

The straight road was paved with cobblestones, and the wheels rolled against it with a rattling sound.

The sound gradually became louder, because the straight road gradually inclined, turned into a gentle slope, and finally entered the ground.

The officials here wore black official uniforms with a dragon claw painted on them, and they looked very powerful, obviously not belonging to Taichang Temple.

Several officials locked the car in front of a stone wall with an iron chain.

The stone wall is engraved with exquisite fairy clouds, and I don't know which sect's ancestor.

The light suddenly dimmed, and there was a dull surrounding.

The car slowly sank into the ground, like an animal caught in a quagmire, quietly but thrilling.

As I went further down the ground, the surrounding air became colder and colder, and I could no longer see any light, and it was dark.

After dozens of breaths, the wheel landed on the ground with a crackling sound.

Jing Jiu sat in the car, feeling the cold air and the endless darkness around him, silently calculating the bearing and distance.

If he needs to escape from here in the future, he must remember all the things and details that happened today.

There was a sound outside the car. The wheels should be crushing the ground. The ground seemed to be covered with sand and gravel, but the weight of the wheels seemed to be too heavy.

With several soft sounds, the formation attached to the car was lifted, and the locked door was opened.

Even in absolute darkness, Jing Jiu's sword head can still help him see enough pictures.

Two puppets appeared in front of the door.

Underneath the puppet is a flat plate composed of eight small wheels. The body is made of the hardest black gold, and extremely complex patterns are drawn on it.

Here is like the Qingshan Sword Prison, the atmosphere is dark and filthy, and even more prosperous, even the decent and strong decent people who live in the Dao will be invaded here. Directly controlled by those dark and filthy breath.So just like Qingshan Jianhe, there is no human being here.

There are corpse dogs in Qingshan Jianyu.

There are puppet guards here.

Where is this place?

Chaotian Continent has a place dedicated to the imprisonment of evil masters, underworld demon, and snow country monsters, that is the famous town demon prison.

Everyone knows the existence of Zhenmo prison, even mortals, or even three-year-old children, but there are very few people who know where the Zhenmo prison is.

Even in the sect and the court, only few people know this secret.

Zhenmo Prison is Taichang Temple.

The specific location is at the bottom of Taichang Temple.

Lu Guogong has been the secretary of Taichang Temple for many years, and many people only think of nobleness, where do you know that this means that the emperor's absolute trust in him.

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Jing Jiu was thinking about what method he should use to leave the two Xuanjin puppets to be like a prisoner.

Suddenly, he felt a terrible coercion somewhere in the distance.

Such terrible coercion will inevitably come from the extremely powerful gods and souls. Once dropped, it can easily crush or destroy all non-substantial spiritual existences.

Even though this spirit is not as deep as the one in the snowfield, the level is not far behind.

Jing Jiu did not look to the place where the prestige was pressed, and there was no response, because he had already learned a lesson in the snow field-he is just a young and young disciple of Qingshan, no matter how strong his spiritual strength is, he cannot confront this existence. Therefore, the other party must not be allowed to discover their existence.

He closed his eyes and defended his heart, letting that pressure fall.

Knowing the sea created a huge wave and rushed towards the surroundings violently. He became a small boat in the ocean, and all the consciousness sinked to the bottom of the sea.

That coercion quickly turned into a hurricane that swept the world, so he became the soft and silent leaf in the wind, and all the breath went away with the wind.

He was like a normal monk who was shocked and unconscious by the pressure.

The coercion is gradually moving away, and the existence no longer pays attention to it.

Jing Jiu knew that the other party had not found himself, nor was he trying to test himself, but that every prisoner who entered the demon prison of the town would be baptized by this coercion.

Whether you are a demon in the Underworld or a master of the evil faction, after this level is basically abolished, the spirit collapses directly, and it takes a long time to wake up.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the jailbreak or suicide that these prisoners are most likely to produce when they are locked up.

This method is very brutal, and can even be said to be cruel, but thinking about the person who has been in Chaoge City for so many years ...

In a sense, it is worse than a corpse dog, so Jing Jiu can understand.

Two Xuanjin puppets dragged Jing Jiu in the "coma" out of the car and flew in the dark for a long time until he heard a lot of sounds.

Jing Jiu was put in a cell.

He opened his eyes without looking at the surrounding environment of the cell, and looked directly at the outside world.

There is no ray of light in the dark town demon prison, but there are countless sounds that keep ringing in a world like a cliff.

There are dense caves between the cliffs, and there are extremely dangerous patterns everywhere. I do n’t know how many prisoners are being held.

This is the first floor of the Zhenmo prison, where the prisoners are either officials of good strength, or assassins of Lao Lin, or elders of evil.After the impact of that coercion, some people slowly wake up by time, but many people are still immersed in the broken spiritual world.

Those people shattered words that no one could understand, sang songs that no one could understand, and rapped for many years.

Listening to the sound of the tiny, tens of thousands of insects nibbling at the leaves in the night, prisoners with weaker willpower were afraid to faint.

Jing Jiu stood in front of the cell door and listened to those voices, feeling calm.

Every prisoner in the Zhenmo Prison will wear a vitality lock, a picture is held in the cell, and his spirit will be distracted by the pressure, there is no possibility of escape.

But these are not problems for Jing Jiu, because he carries two keys, and the pattern in this cell already knows how to understand the Fa.

He took out the key to unlock the vitality lock, unlocked the array, opened the door, and walked into the darkness.

Zhen Mo Prison is now taken care of by Lu Guogong, and naturally he cannot be trapped here, just like Qingshan Sword Prison.

His luck has always been very good, whether in previous or present life.

But he must still be cautious, because in the town of Devil Prison Deer Guo Gong is not the biggest, and the emperor is not the biggest.

He didn't make any sound, no breath, no breath, no heartbeat, like a ghost, walking in the town of demon prison.

Whether it is those prisoners who have been awake or the highly sensitive Xuanjin puppets, it is impossible to discover his existence.

The deepest part of the darkness is a cliff, and there is a black old vine hanging on the edge of the cliff. Jing Jiu did not go down the vine, but jumped directly.

If someone can see the picture in the dark, he can see his white clothes rising with the wind like flowers.

In fact, his clothes and movements didn't even bring a trace of wind.

It turned out not to be a flower, but a cloud.

Under the cliff is the second floor of the town of demon prison.