At first, Red Note felt that she would be forgotten in this dark prison until she died, with the dirt — no, there was no dirt in this damn place, with the straw rotting.

Later, she felt that the old immortals who threw her into the alchemy prison might be trying to starve her.

It was so quiet in this prison that the panting felt amplified a lot, and I could hear it clearly.

At this time, it was already spring in Danya Mountain, and the red note was a foundation building monk, so it was inevitable that he was thinly dressed, but this demon refining prison was cold and cold.

No matter how accustomed to the darkness is, she can only rely on groping, this feeling of being alone and being discarded by the whole world is very uncomfortable, she can't tell whether it's night or day outside, and she can hardly sleep, only the rumbling stomach faithfully reminds her that she has not entered the water since she was imprisoned, and according to her cultivation, she is hungry like this, how can she have seven or eight days.

These seven or eight days seemed like months to her.

Later, the red note also wanted to open, although starvation to death is a nest, but in fact, he has fallen to this point, and he can give a happy ending, which is worse than the most bad end of dying quietly in the dark because of old illness.

While she was reassuring herself, there was movement outside the cell.

When the footsteps sounded, it was still far away, and the red note tilted his ears, unable to tell whether the people outside were coming for him, only listening to the "da" and "da" sound made by the shoes stepping on the stone slab unhurriedly, there should be two people.

The ones who can move around the prison at will are probably guards and the like.

After a while, the voice got closer and closer, and the red note was about to go crazy with boredom for so many days. It doesn't matter if it's the guards or the prisoners, they fumbled and rushed in the direction of the cell door.

She has nothing to do these days. I searched all the stone walls around it, and I don't know what kind of stone this cell is made of. The gaps were few, and the embedded were smooth, if it weren't for the tenderness of her fingers, which would hardly be distinguishable, and the door door would have been cracked, and there was a small window two inches long and an inch wide, and it was because of the existence of this small window that the red note realized that the original cell door was as thick as her entire little arm.

At this moment, through the small window, there was really a flickering light in the distance.

In fact, because the person who came had not yet turned around, the light was not directly illuminated. In this way, Hongjian still felt a tingling in his eyes, and he felt a strong desire to cry.

This is after staying in the dark for a long time, and the eyes are no longer accustomed to the light.

The red note hurriedly closed his eyes, and listened to the two people gradually walking outside his cell, and the person in front of him was still muttering: "Qinglong...... Nine, here it is...... Hey, are the people inside still angry? Then someone slammed the cell door twice outside.

Without waiting for the red note to answer, the iron chain on the door outside "rattled" non-stop. The man said to his companion, "Come, take a hand, this door is very heavy." ”

Red Note squinted his eyes slightly and got used to it for a while, and finally saw the two of them in the firelight clearly when the door was fully opened.

Two middle-aged men. One carried a white lantern in his hand, reflecting the blue and gloomy body of both of them, and the other held a long iron rope. I only heard the lantern say: "I've mentioned you to the court, hurry up and follow us!" ”

Passing the hall? Red Note sneered in his heart. I secretly wanted to go and see if the eldest man who gave her the hall was surnamed Gong or someone else, and I heard that there were more than a dozen elders in this demon refining prison who were in charge together. Whenever there is a big event, they sit together to discuss, and the opinion of the majority prevails, and she heard people say this when she was in the sect, and she felt that it was the fairest way to act, but now she has experienced it herself, and she knows that everything in the legend is bullshit.

The two guards couldn't see the depth, this ghost place couldn't cultivate, as if it was isolated from the world, maybe it was just two ordinary jailers found in the world.

With heavy shackles on his feet, he followed behind the two guards, and walked a stick of incense with one foot deep and one shallow, and two large iron doors appeared in front of him.

The guard who led the way stopped and respectfully shouted outside the door: "Elder Gong, someone has brought it." ”

The iron door was pushed open from the outside, and it was Mr. Gong Da standing outside the door.

He looked at the red note indifferently, as if to make sure that the person was not wrong, and said lightly: "It's her." ”

The two guards nodded and urged the red note to follow Mr. Gong Da quickly.

The red note stepped out of the door, and Mr. Gong Da closed the iron door, it seemed that there was no special order, and even the guards inside were not allowed to come out at will.

After several investigations, Red Note secretly thought: "No matter how filthy and despicable this surnamed Gong is, the Demon Alchemy Prison is really heavily defended, and it really can't be underestimated." ”

Hongjian was now hungry and tired, her body was in a state of extreme weakness, and she didn't have the energy to think about anything else, until she followed Mr. Gong Da through a damp corridor, only to realize that the airflow around her body was different, and the long-lost aura returned, although it was obviously lower than the normal cultivation environment, but after all, the true yuan she was about to deplete had been replenished.

The red note stagnated for a moment, and before he could think about it, he first ran the mysterious technique of healing divine consciousness.

After building the foundation, this exercise was easy to run, and the effect was fast, and it didn't take much effort, and she felt that her spirit was much better.

Mr. Gong Da was unconscious, and took her to the outside of a stone house, he stood at the door and said to the house, "Elder Ji, I brought her here." ”

Someone in the room responded very politely: "I'm tired, please let her in." ”

Mr. Gong Da gave way to the side, and pushed the red note with his mana, his cultivation and the red note were not at all a level, and the red note couldn't help but stumble and entered the stone house.

A warm breath came to his face, and the inside of the stone house and the cold and gloomy prison were two worlds.

There is a huge painting hanging on the facing wall, so that people can no longer pull out their eyes when they see it, and on it is the breeze and bright moon that have not been seen for a long time on the red paper, and the mountains and mountains are steep, which makes her feel that she is suddenly separated from the world.

There is a square table in the middle of the stone house, on which are all kinds of snacks and fruits, and even the spiritual tea is brewed in the cup, wafting with a faint aroma. There was an empty seat next to the table, and it was all for a hungry red note.

Mr. Gong Da did not follow the house, he took the door of the stone house outside.

The red note stood in place with her shackles in tow, and on the other side of the square table, the person who had just spoken was sitting in a chair, looking at her from head to toe. When the two met their eyes, Hongjian's heart was shocked, it was Ji Youyun. Nine years ago in the Huanhua Palace, Ji Youyun left a deep impression on her, although he looked very similar to the old man, but the red note would never admit mistakes.

Ji Youyun actually smiled and said, "Are you hungry?" Let's eat something first. ”

Hongjian walked to the table and sat down in silence, lowered his eyes, and looked at all kinds of food, Ji Youyun saw this and said again: "You still recognize me?" Was it surprising to see you here? Eat with confidence, these are very clean. ”

Hongjian was actually not afraid that Ji Youyun would poison herself, she was acting so hesitantly, she was guessing the other party's intentions.

I didn't expect that the person behind Mr. Gong Da would be Ji Youyun, although Ji Youyun is not young, he can't be called old, he can't be called old, he somehow can hide in the demon refining prison and become an elder.

When life and death were put aside, she felt that Ji Youyun had nothing to fear.

Hongjian drank the spiritual tea, relieved her thirst these days, and then began to eat slowly, her body was too seriously consumed, and if she was not full, where would she have the spirit to deal with Ji Youyun next.

Ji Youyun waited on the side, and when she was full of food and drink, she smiled approvingly: "Nine years ago, we met for the first time in the Huanhua Hall of Chilun Peak, and I knew that there would be many entanglements with you in the future. Although the life of a cultivator is longer, whether this life is successful or failed is only a few choices you make at critical moments. Fang Hongjian, you don't need me to say, you should also know that you have come to such a time now, life and death are all in your thoughts. I heard that you and Yan Changqing also fell out, and now I bring up the old matter again, would you like to join my sect and practice the most powerful exercises in the world with me? ”

The red note was stunned, she almost suspected that she had heard it wrong, she was just an ordinary little foundation, how could He De be so "loved" by Ji Youyun?

She was puzzled and said, "I have already laid the foundation." ”

Ji Youyun seemed to have forgotten that he had said in public that once he built the foundation and learned it again, he was afraid that it would be too late, so he asked quietly: "Yes, then what is your first martial art to cultivate?" ”

Red Note blinked: "Guess what." ”

Ji Youyun was confident: "Don't worry, no matter what you learn, I always have a way." As long as you respect me as a teacher, you will never dare to be wronged by anyone for you, in the future, our master and apprentice will stand at the highest place of Taoist cultivation, like Shang is drunk, so that the world can admire and fear, no, we will go further than him, I can see the future, the true immortal that he can't achieve, you and I can achieve it. At that time, even if you want to kill the people of the Danya Sect by killing the Boundless Punishment and Dai Mingchi to avenge those people in the Danya Sect, it will be an easy matter. When you learn my insight, you'll know if I've lied to you. ”

After listening to Ji Youyun's tirade, and then looking at the leftovers on the table that were eaten by his own wind and clouds, as well as the painting on the wall, it is undeniable that after the so-called "killing stick" and a few days of isolation from the world, Ji Youyun's words are undoubtedly more tempting.

It's like a sweet bait that is put in front of the eyes of a fish that is about to starve to death.

Hongjian's face was silent, and he even looked a little dumbfounded, but he was quickly calculating in his heart: "What else do I have to pay for him to bother so much?" Ancestral jade slips? Is it worth it? No, there must be something else I don't know. Why don't you pretend to recognize a master, leave this ghost place first, and then slowly make peace with him? I even cried and shouted that I was going to switch to the Fu Tu Sect, this kind of thing is really nothing. But I really hate him, and he uses that insight to spy on my head every day......"

A deep boredom welled up in his heart, and the red note didn't want to disguise it for a moment, so he said directly: "You die of this heart." (To be continued......)