Sure enough, Liu Xian nodded and agreed with Long Xiaobai's statement.

Subsequently, Lu Zhong knocked on the side and asked some other questions, and the two of them insisted that this was a private fight, and the Discipline Institute threw the two into prison for ten days for the crime of making trouble in a private fight.

Standing in front of the prison penalty, Long Xiaobai himself was a little crying and laughing, calculating before and after, this is the second time he has entered the prison, plus the last twenty days, a total of thirty days, good guy, he has only been in class in the teaching hall for less than ten days.

"Last time, the Hell made me improve my martial soul, I don't know what good luck will I have this time?"

Thinking like this, Long Xiaobai grinned and laughed cheaply.

Ye Xing, a disciple of the Discipline Academy who escorted him over, was stunned for a moment, and dragged Yu Chengye, who came with him, and muttered: "Do you think he is scared stupid? How can anyone be so happy when he is punished in prison? I don't know, I still think he is going home." ”

Yu Chengye turned his head around, looked at Liu Xian, who was full of paleness, and commented: "His reaction is quite normal." ”

"Let's go, two. ”

Ye Xing raised his voice and shouted, stretching out his hand to lead the way, but Long Xiaobai's next sentence almost made him spray rice.

"Don't bother, I'm familiar with this place. ”

That tone, this guy is actually very proud.

What Long Xiaobai threw into was the yellow drug prison.

As the name suggests, the poison prison is full of poison, which is a double torture of body and mind, which is unbearable for cultivators, and it can be said that it is the most terrifying existence in the yellow prison.

Long Xiaobai was greatly disappointed, the creation of martial spirits is invincible, and he is not a waste of time to go to the poison prison?

Compared to the fire hell, the poison prison was much more spacious, and the eight prisoners sat quietly on the ground, and when Long Xiaobai came in, no one looked at him.

"I know the rules, who will beat this killing stick?"

Long Xiaobai asked directly, instead of passively attacking, it is better to take the initiative to challenge.

Unbeknownst to him, the eight people only glanced at him lightly, lowered their heads, and no one paid attention to him.

Long Xiaobai is not happy now, what's the matter, you still look down on people?

He walked up to a cultivator who looked like the boss and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you still pick the time to fight the killing stick?"

The cultivator simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Long Xiaobai, who was unwilling, came to another cultivator again, "Fellow Daoist, what do you call it?"

The cultivator waved his hand at him and motioned for him to go aside.

Hey, are you going to be evil? Are these people dumb?

I don't know if I've been with the little fat man for a long time, Long Xiaobai has also committed a pivot effort, so I have to find someone to talk to him.

The corners of his mouth went up, and he chatted with people one by one with a hippie smile, these people either pretended not to see it, or turned a blind eye, in short, no one took him to play.

Long Gongzi, who had turned around, gave up, and he was surprised to wander around with nothing to do, it was also a prison punishment, why is there such a big difference between this and Hellfire?

After a long time of boredom, the guards brought a bucket of rice.

Long Xiaobai pondered, now it's time to make a move, an arrow stepped forward, grabbed a bowl first, and looked back, the remaining eight people sat motionless in place, without any intention of fighting.

, Long Xiaobai is going crazy!

You didn't even grab food, is this still a prison sentence? It's the first time I've seen such a polite prisoner.

Okay, if you don't eat, I'll eat.

Long Xiaobai sat down next to the rice bucket, bowl after bowl, chewing and enjoying himself.

Occasionally glancing back, he found that the eight people looked at him like idiots, shaking his head from time to time, revealing disdain.

If before, Long Xiaobai would have asked why, but now, he didn't bother to take care of them, a bunch of people are abnormal, and the master won't play with you.

After being full of wine and food, Long Xiaobai touched his bulging belly, came to the wall and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes and cultivating.

The punishment of the aura is isolated, and the so-called cultivation is nothing more than circulating the aura in the dantian in the meridians, and there will be no inch of cultivation in the cultivation.

At this time, the other eight people exchanged looks, and looked at Long Xiaobai together, their eyes were full of some strange evil smile and pity, as well as happiness.

Long Xiaobai, who was immersed in cultivation, didn't notice their strangeness, and the aura turned two hundred breaths, and suddenly, countless strange sensations poured into his body, some were scorching and unbearable, some were cold and cold, and some were as painful as a knife.

What's going on?

Long Xiaobai opened his eyes, only to see all kinds of different kinds of aura lingering around him, drilling into his body uncontrollably.

He was shocked in his heart, and immediately realized that this was the poison punishment that the drug prison relied on to become famous.

However, he also discovered a strange thing.

These poisonous gases were all around him, and the eight people were safe and sound, looking at themselves gloatingly, could it be that they did it?

Long Xiaobai didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately ran the peerless divine dragon technique, used the aura to drive away the poisonous gas, concentrated it on the body of the martial soul of creation, and the snake head that spit out the black letter opened its mouth and swallowed the poisonous gas into his stomach.

Subsequently, streams of pure and rich aura were released and merged into the dantian.

Long Xiaobai's cultivation has improved!

His heart was in ecstasy, and there was fire in front of him, and in the back there was a poison in hell, and this prison of punishment that men feared was a blessed place for him.

Long Xiaobai quickly ran the exercises, and the poisonous gas in his body was completely cleared, but he was still not satisfied, so he took the initiative to open his pores, inhale the poisonous gas around him, and then purify and absorb it endlessly, and indulge in cultivation.

The other eight originally looked like they were watching a play, but as Long Xiaobai's cultivation progressed, their ridicule gradually turned into doubt, then surprise, and finally exclaimed, puzzled.

When all the poisonous gas was absorbed and Long Xiaobai wanted to end his cultivation, something happened abruptly.

Countless poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, toads, centipedes, and geckos crawled out of nowhere, and black pressure poured on him, devouring and biting hard.

These insect poisons were different from the previous poisonous gases, which could cause damage to the cultivator's physical body and martial soul at the same time, and their pain was hundreds of times greater than before.

Long Xiaobai ran the Creation Aura to dispel the poison, but the number of poisonous insects was too large, and as soon as some were removed, more toxins were injected in, which was of no avail.

What's even more troublesome is the poisonous insects themselves, they crawl on Long Xiaobai's body, like wearing a heavy armor for him, making him unable to move, and he can only be forced to endure the poisonous insects to eat.

Among the eight people, a middle-aged man with a loyal appearance wanted to step forward to help Long Xiaobai.

The cultivator, who was five big and three coarse, grabbed him and warned in a dark voice, "What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man said, "If this continues, he will die." ”

"He brought it on himself," the stout cultivator sneered, threatening the rest of the people at the same time, "If anyone is impatient with his own life, I don't care if he wants to find his own death, but it can't cause everyone to suffer, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

The middle-aged man snorted helplessly and retreated back to the same place.

At this moment, Long Xiaobai's side was strange again.

A creation and chemical martial soul was suspended above his head, and the three-headed pit spirit snake grinned at countless poisonous insects, attacking.

Including the loyal middle-aged man, all eight of them shook their heads, and the meaning of disapproval was obvious.

If the attack of the martial soul and spirit law had worked, they would have done it a long time ago, so why bother until now?

Long Xiaobai didn't know what they were thinking, and just wanted to dispose of the poison on his body as soon as possible.

The head of the snake that spit out the black letter opened its big mouth, bit a large mouthful of poisonous insects, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Eat...... Finish?!

The eight people choked like walnuts stuck in their throats, thinking that this freshman would use some amazing moves, but they didn't expect it to be a rough way to devour them alive?

Their disdain for Long Xiaobai added a little more dislike, martial souls are the foundation of cultivators, and these poisons, not ordinary insects, can release spiritual energy, simply put, they also belong to spirit beasts.

Spirit beasts are able to attack martial spirits, in other words, Long Xiaobai swallows them, making it easier for them to attack.

This is nothing short of idiotic behavior!

Long Xiaobai didn't care about these, the poisonous insects entangled him to death, as long as he could get rid of them, he dared to try any method.

Moreover, he was extremely confident in the Creation Martial Soul.

The poisonous insect entered the abdomen, and the martial soul of creation did not show any abnormality, and it seemed to stick out its tongue when it tasted, and then plunged into the pile of poisonous insects as if it had found a delicious food, swallowing it hungrily.

"Looks like no problem. ”

Long Xiaobai observed intently, paying close attention to the inner state of the Creation Martial Soul, and found that the aura of the Creation Martial Soul was increasing at a faster rate.

"Great creation!"

Long Xiaobai was broken, and urged the creation and chemical martial soul to devour the poison with all his might.

Strange to say, only the snake head that spit out the black letter swallowed it vigorously, and the other two snake heads only watched fiercely and did not touch it.

Long Xiaobai was not reluctant.

As time passed, the poison on his body changed from thick to thin, revealing his true appearance.

The rest of the people stared at each other with big eyes, looking at the monster as if they were looking at Long Xiaobai, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first time to see such a strange thing when they grow so big.

Those poisonous insects stained with a little skin make life worse than death, and they dare to eat them directly, and there is nothing at all, no, how do you know if it is, looking at the guy's face full of lewd smiles, it seems to be very comfortable.

Soon, the poisonous insects devoured it clean, Long Xiaobai was still unsatisfied, looked left and right, and was stunned to find a single insect, so he stood up reluctantly.

The boss of the five big and three rough suddenly thought of something, and Leng Buding kicked out and overturned the loyal cultivator.

He subconsciously counterattacked with aura, and immediately put it away, calmed down, and didn't dare to be excited.

However, it was too late.

Four or five hundred poisonous insects suddenly appeared, crawled on him in a domineering manner, and raged wildly.

"Ah...... Ah......h

The loyal cultivator rolled on the ground in pain, and the roar was heartbreaking, but he couldn't get rid of it.

The remaining seven people looked at him habitually, with indifferent expressions, and no one stepped forward, especially the boss, looking up and down, as if scrutinizing.

"There's something to eat again!"

Long Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward with an arrow step in his heart, and the martial soul of creation came out, and the snake's head seemed to be pear-peared, and he swallowed the poisonous insects in three times and five by two, and licked every wound in a cheap way.

After a while, the cultivator regained his strength, and when he saw that it was Long Xiaobai who saved him, he said weakly and gratefully: "Little junior brother, thank you very much." ”