At this time, the long path finally came to an end, there was a rusty iron gate on the inner city wall to the west, and several jailers on duty in front of the iron gate saw Tu Liao coming, and hurriedly saluted and called their lords, Tu Liao with an amiable smile, stepped forward to negotiate with them simply.

Standing in this kind of ghost place, Yun Xuan looked up at the sky, the blue clear sky seemed to him at the moment as a long and narrow piece, and there was no sense of the clear sky at all, Yun Xuan couldn't help but glance at the few jailers on duty here, all of them were pale, and secretly thought, but for them, they have been guarding here for many years, and they are probably used to such a narrow sky, and they will even gradually think that the real sky is actually like this.

At this moment, a white cloud happened to float in the sky overhead, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Squeak-" A piercing sound suddenly came, and I saw that the rusty iron door was being slowly pushed open, judging by the situation, the iron door should be unusually heavy, after all, it took four jailers to work together to slowly push it open.

Behind the iron door was a short, obviously poorly lit corridor, with a wooden door every three steps, densely covered with barbs. After the jailer turned on the spiritual power lamp and carefully opened the wooden doors one by one, Tu Liao led Yun Xuan to move forward, and explained in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Xia Qi, be careful of the barbs on the door, each one is coated with poison, although there is an antidote, but if it is accidentally scratched, it will inevitably be painful to the bone. ”

Yun Xuan smiled coldly, this was the second time Tu Liao had alerted himself to a friendly situation.

Behind the last wooden door was a small room, which looked like an office, but with poor facilities, poor ventilation, poor air quality, a disgusting smell of rot everywhere, and the most striking decoration was a dozen leather whips of varying lengths and shapes hanging from the walls.

Tu Liao shook the bell on the desk, and after a jingling sound, the door on the other side of the room was opened, and he saw an unusually burly man walking in, he was naked, and there were beads of sweat on it, and there were several deep scars on that ugly face, it is estimated that these scars did not heal well, and it looked like a few lifelike centipedes lying on his face, making this ugly face look weird and hideous.

When Dahan saw Tu Liao, he immediately laughed and said, "Master Tu! I haven't seen you for a long time, but looking at the situation, a new person is finally here." As he spoke, Dahan looked Yun Xuan up and down by the way.

Yun Xuan suddenly felt a little nauseous, because when this guy laughed, the centipedes on his face squirmed up and down as if they had come to life.

Tu Liao also smiled and said: "Wang Lin! there is indeed a Taoist friend who is coming in, you should record the file immediately!"

The big man named Wang Lin was a little surprised, obviously not used to a guy like Tu Liao calling a prisoner a Daoyou, which made him look at Yun Xuan twice, this little white face was really handsome, and his expression was quite calm, but his steps were frivolous, and he didn't seem to be a character......

But he didn't dare to slack off, walked quickly to the desk, pulled out a large drawer with an astonishing capacity, pulled out a new blank jade slip from the middle, and quickly recorded it.

"Name?"

"Xia Qi. ”

"Occupation?"

"Apocalypse Temple cultivator. ”

"Oh?" Wang Lin was surprised again, ordinary cultivators rarely commit crimes, and even if they do, because they are protected by the temple, they are often sent lightly, and it is rare to send criminals to a place like Yunzhou Immortal Prison.

After recording some basic information, Wang Lin turned to Tu Liao's direction and asked, "What level?"

Yunzhou Immortal Prison has a level for all prisoners, and they are arranged in the same way as heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, mainly based on the prisoner's cultivation strength, so as to facilitate management.

"Holy level!" Tu Liao replied slowly, word by word.

"Holy level?" Wang Lin raised his head in shock, and the centipedes on his face also squirmed.

The immortal level is already quite rare, and it is about half a step to transform into a god, so what level should the saint level be! For Wang Lin, he has never been in contact with this level since he entered the Yunzhou Immortal Prison......

Tu Liao smiled and said solemnly: "Yes, it's a holy level! This is not what I assessed, but it was personally assessed by Prince Shi Luohua of the Imperial Capital Apocalypse!"

Wang Lin couldn't help swallowing his saliva, the centipede on his face trembled, he looked at Yun Xuan again, this time, Wang Lin's gaze at Yun Xuan was far less presumptuous than the previous two times, there was a little more awe, mixed with a trace of fear, and he secretly pondered in his heart, in the world of Kyushu, probably only the lord of a state came here, and he would be rated at such a level, hey, but how could the lord of a state of the Kyushu human race fall into the Yunzhou Immortal Prison, Wang Lin found that the other party's expression was extremely calm, as if everything here had nothing to do with him。

Finally finished recording the file of this criminal named Xia Qixin, Wang Lin made another copy, and then carefully put the original back in the large drawer, and put the copy in the leftmost box of the drawer.

Tu Liao saw that the handover work had been completed, so he said: "Tu Liao, Xia Qi Daoyou is a real person, please take care of me in the future." ”

Wang Lin secretly glanced at Yun Xuan, who looked calm, and replied, "Definitely, definitely." "I thought, the prince is a good idea, he actually sent such a monster to us, in case he starts to go crazy, maybe he will slaughter all the people in Yunzhou Immortal Prison!

Tu Liao looked at Wang Lin's expression, his eyes rolled, he felt the need to add something, and said with a smile: "This set of shackles temporarily imprisons Xia Qi Daoyou's cultivation, so there is too much heavy work in it, Wang Lin, you have to pay attention, don't let Xia Qi Daoyou work too hard." ”

"Humble duty understands. Wang Lin immediately secretly looked at this set of shiny black shackles, which could imprison the power of the peerless powerhouse, that ...... That's probably only ......

Tu Liao bowed slightly to Yun Xuan again, and said goodbye: "Fellow Daoist Xia Qi, there are two systems inside and outside the Yunzhou Immortal Prison, and I generally can't cross the line, so I can only send you here." ”

Yun Xuan smiled coldly and nodded slightly without saying a word. Watching the barbed wooden door slowly close, Yun Xuan felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, from this moment on, I actually became a prisoner of Yunzhou Immortal Prison.

"Xia Qi...... Daoyou," Wang Lin thought for a while, and added the word "Daoyou", but he was obviously not used to calling a prisoner who was originally bullying Daoyou, so he coughed twice before saying, "Please come with me!"

With a slight humility, even a bit like a waiter leading the way for a distinguished guest, he opened the door on the other side of the office.

On that side, is the real Yunzhou Immortal Prison.

When passing through the narrow small door, Wang Lin seemed to accidentally collide with the shackles that were shaking in Yun Xuan's hand, and he took advantage of the situation, and his face suddenly changed, this shackles actually had an amazing weight, and he really couldn't imagine that a person could walk so normally after wearing such heavy shackles.

This is a fairly spacious land, although the ground is rough and uneven, and there are a lot of gravel and sand grains in it, but the prisoners still call this place the Immortal Prison Square, although this square is surrounded by an unattainable border, and there are jailers standing on the border who can control your life and death at any time, but when it is time to let the wind go, most of the prisoners are still happy to stay here, bask in the long-lost sun, and temporarily leave the gloomy depression under the pit behind.

Legend has it that a famous geographer once pointed out that there should be a large number of precious white jade spirit mines under the land of Yunzhou Immortal Prison.

Therefore, the main work of most of the prisoners here is to dig deep underground, although since the establishment of Yunzhou Immortal Prison, the pure white jade spirit stone excavated is very few, but all kinds of inferior jade have been dug out a lot, but for hundreds of years, this work has never stopped, not that the prison wardens of the past generations have a persevering pursuit of greed, but always have to find some physical work for these extremely dangerous prisoners to do, otherwise, too idle life will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, at this time, it is the afternoon release time, the group of prisoners who were the turn to release the wind, are sitting in the fairy prison square in various postures, lazily basking in the afternoon sun. Everyone here was once unruly, among them were the most powerful bounty monks, some were powerful mercenaries, and some were famous masters, but under the various trials and tribulations of this terrible place, their edges and corners had long been polished away, and only the occasional flash of fierce light in their eyes could reveal the true nature of their suppressed hearts.

Although it is the late autumn season, Yunzhou Immortal Prison is backed by the Chihua Mountains, looking to the west, you can see the steep peaks covered with perennial ice and snow, such a geographical environment, so that Yunzhou Immortal Prison is in a burst of cold and cool all seasons, as if it is just like this human affection and people's hearts.

Walking into this territory of his own, Wang Lin immediately recovered a lot of spirit, and even his waist straightened up a lot, holding the seal of the jade slip containing Xia Qi's personal information in one hand, and pressing the iron rod on his waist with the other, scanning the surrounding criminals with a fierce gaze.

A jailer stepped forward quickly and reported: "My lord, it's the time for the seventh group to release the wind......

Wang Lin nodded, looked around the hundreds of prisoners in the square coldly, and snorted coldly.

Those prisoners also looked over, but most of their eyes were focused on Yun Xuan behind Wang Lin, their eyes mixed with indifference, mockery, schadenfreude and other complex expressions, every newcomer who came here could get such a gaze, just as they had ushered in the same gaze when they first came to this ghost place.

In Yunzhou Immortal Prison, a land full of despair, there has never been sympathy and pity.