The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 52—Why Does the Bell Ring

It stands to reason that the old man should go to the lower level of Zhenmo Prison to check for himself. The problem is that the toxicity and corrosiveness in the pool water are too strong, and he himself feels a little troublesome.

Even more troublesome, even if he went there himself, he would feel a little sick.

He touched his belly and felt no discomfort, so he sat down on the edge of the cliff.

If the ghost wants to leave the Town Demon Prison, he must come out from here.

The old man looked at the Bitan underneath the cliff for a few days.

He felt bored and hungry. He looked up and grabbed him.

Between the cliffs on the first floor of Zhenmo Hei, the wind screamed and the rap disappeared again.

The door of a cell was opened, and a tall, slender man was flicked out and fell heavily on the ground.

This thin and tall man is a master of evil Dao, cultivated to be extremely strong, but he was bound by the vitality lock and could not resist at all.

An invisible force appeared in the dark world, just like an invisible hand, grasping the evil master of the Dao quickly backwards.

I don't know how long it took, the evil master fell down the cliff, crossed the hot sand, and came to the old man by the cliff.

The old man reached out and squeezed the upper arm of the evil master, feeling quite tight, and said with satisfaction: "The muscles are good, the evil spirits are full, and it is a dinner."

The master of evil Dao vaguely knew the biggest taboo in Zhenmo Hei, shouted loudly: "You monster, kill if you want to kill, and you will be humiliated!"

The old man ignored him, and with both hands, he slightly torn the right arm of the evil master.

Blood splattered, and the evil Dao master's pain was pale, but he only grunted.

Because of the broken arm, the vitality lock was slightly loosened, and he mobilized Zhenyuan and threw it into his head, just to die quickly.

An extremely overbearing force appeared on the cliff.

The old man choked his throat, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Even if it's a hero, dead meat is not tasty."

After saying this, he threw the evil master to the cliff.

Before the old man waved his hand, the overbearing power penetrated into the body of the evil master through his fingertips, sealing his whirlpool, making him unable to move.

The master of evil Dao fell into the deep pool of Bitan, splashed a piece of green water, and after heaving and sinking several times, he began to dissolve and sink into the bottom of the pool.

The old man stood by the cliff and looked at the picture in the pool water. He took the broken arm in his hand and, like a carrot, chewed and swallowed it with a few bites.

He touched his stomach and belched, feeling that he was finally feeling full and his mood was much better.

Then there was movement in the Bitan under the cliff, and a figure like a white fish moved silently upstream, breaking through the dense Qingping and swimming to the edge of the pool.

The man brought out something at the bottom of the pool, with a strange shape, like a branch struck by thunder, and like a long reef.

Looking at this thing, the man said a word, stood up with the old man on the back of the cliff, his body slightly shaken, the poisonous pool water was evaporated into smoke, disappeared without a trace.

The man took out a white coat and put it on his body, then brushed his right hand on his face, covering his true face with Jian Gang, and then turned around.

The old man stood silent on the edge of the cliff.

Who is this person, even he can't see through this layer of Jiangang?

What is even more puzzling is that this person was able to infiltrate silently into the lower part of the town demon prison without being discovered by him, and still be able to return safely, seeing the water as nothing.

This person's breath is not so powerful, why can it be done?

That must be very powerful in other ways.

This is fine.

The stronger the ghost, the better.

This ghost's body looks so perfect, the aura is extremely clean and full, the taste must be good, and it must be a big supplement.

If I could eat this ghost, I might be able to live longer years.

Thinking of this festival, the old man's eyes showed a greedy expression, drooling from the corners of his lips, exuding a nasty smell.

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In the quiet room of Guocheng Temple, the ancestor Xuanyin put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked at the young people around him.

He found Yin San had something to worry about.

This is a very rare thing.

Not that Yin San seldom thinks about things, but even if Yin San is trying to destroy the world, the world is often unaware.

Yin San wrote his heart on his face, indicating that it was very important or important to him.

Even when the Queen of the Snow Kingdom gave birth to a child, he did not.

Patriarch crouched in front of Yinsan and asked carefully: "What's wrong?"

Yin San said: "I sent a letter into the town of demon prison."

The ancestor knew that Yin San was doing a thing through Bu Lao Lin, but he did not know that it was related to Zhenmo Prison.

He was surprised, but his expression was calm, as usual, like many times before.

But then he found that he had a problem with his coping and quickly expressed shock.

He used Yu Guang to notice that Yin San should not have noticed, he was relieved, and said, "That's a demon prison ..."

The ancestor Xuanyin remembers very clearly. That day, Yinsan packed up his bags and was ready to leave. Could it be related to the Zhenmo prison?

Yin San's state is too low, and it will be very dangerous if he exposes his identity, so he rarely shoots himself.

When Yuntai destroyed such a big event, he didn't have to go to Kirishima and said a few words with West King Sun.

What kind of big event needs him to take action in person?

Yin San said nothing more, and walked outside the quiet room.

Through the shadow left by the pine forest, he came to Tallinn. He took out a volume of Buddhist scriptures from his sleeves and put them into a stone tower.

Just then, Guocheng Temple rang the bell at the end of the evening class.

In the distant bell, Yin San walked out of the temple to the vegetable garden, looked at the burning house in the twilight, and remembered the burning Styre under the ground for a long time.

It has been three years since the mosquitoes of Zhenmo Prison failed to bring back the soul fire of Hades, and there were already crying on both sides of the Styx.

But he thought that the Emperor Hao was not dead, but instead confirmed his original guess that Jing Jiu went to Zhenmo Prison in order to solve the sword ghost problem.

From the day I suspected that Jing Jiu entered the town of demon prison, he began to layout.

This time he did less and was simpler.

He asked Bu Laolin to send a letter into the town of Devil Prison.

As long as Jing Xin is not too stupid, he will definitely tell the Zhongzhou faction about this matter.

No matter what the Zhongzhou faction thinks, the letter will be checked, and this letter is equivalent to being sent to Zhenmo Prison.

There was arguing behind the courtyard wall, and the smell of oily smoke. The fat monk secretly ate what he had eaten. Yinyin thought that the world was delicious. Who could hold it back?

That dragon must find a way to swallow Jing Jiu.

But it is difficult to swallow.

It will be messed up by then.

Chaoge City is bound to usher in an earthquake.

Jing Jiu died.

Canglong absolutely.

Emperor Hades.

This is what he wants to see.

He knew the dragon's greed, and had confidence in Jing Jiu. The only problem was that he didn't know the situation of too constant prison.

The bell of Guocheng Temple rang again.

He looked at the last twilight and thought he could only rely on you.

No one can help you except me.