Xing Tian was in Yunshui City at this time.

He was held by Xiao Qian in a secret cell in his backyard.

The cell was specially made into a water prison in a secluded place.

Xing Tian's hands were bound in chains and hung high there, his feet free.

His entire body, from the neck down, was submerged in the water, so that he sometimes choked on the water because he accidentally fell asleep.

The water in the dungeon was dirty, turbid and rancid, breeding all kinds of insects. They were arching and biting on Xing Tian's body, full of energy.

In short, this state of existence is very bad.

In fact, with Xing Tian's skills, he could break the chain and escape.

But Xiao Qian's minions suffered a lot along the way, and they had already grown their hearts, and they fed Xing Tian ten absolute soft tendons. This kind of thing will inhibit the martial arts and internal strength of the person who practices martial arts, making him like a waste person for a short time.

After a daily meal of ten softening tendons, coupled with soaking in sewage for several days, Xing Tian felt that his body from the neck down was no longer his own.

He couldn't help but feel very funny, he didn't expect that he, a martial arts master who had practiced the Pure Heart Technique to the ninth realm, and the dignified Evil King Valley Master, would die tragically in the political struggle, and it was a joke to say it.

Since ancient times, there have always been heroes who have died tragically in political struggles, and politics is indeed a very miraculous thing.

That Xiao Qian thought that he had caught Jing Haoyang, and he was so excited and excited that he had to check on his prey almost every day.

Xing Tian looked at his stupid appearance full of fat, and couldn't help but scold: "You pig-headed old immortal, if you want to kill or kill quickly, what kind of man is grinding and chirping!" ”

Xiao Qian touched his beard: "His Royal Highness the Prince, below the lady in my house, there are eight concubines, and your majesty will change to sleep every night, you say, my grandfather is not a grandfather?"

But His Royal Highness the Prince, soak in this water for another ten days and half a month, and if you can't be a man when you do it, it's hard to say~"

Only then did Xing Tian understand the poison of this water prison, and it turned out that Xiao Qian had this thought. A prince who cannot reproduce heirs cannot be a king.

Doesn't that mean that he didn't want to kill Jing Haoyang?

"What the hell do you want to do? I've been caught by you, why don't you hurry up, and wait for the day when I go out and lift your ancestral grave? ”

Xiao Qian was not angry, and smiled: "His Royal Highness the Prince, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out in this life." I might as well tell you, I'm really waiting for an opportunity. The king can't wait for his precious son, and when he sends someone to find him, that is, when I make meritorious service to the six princes, what do you say? ”

If Jing Haoyang's body was presented in front of the king now, he would most likely have bad suspicions.

But when everyone suspects that something is wrong with the prince and goes to look for it themselves, it will not be so obvious.

Xing Tian smiled: "I didn't expect you to be such a shrunken turtle." If you do it, you will do it, you will not be able to make a big deal, wait and see! ”

Xiao Qian shook his figure-eight steps, and his fat ass twisted and twisted: "Wait and see!" ”

The door to the dungeon was shut, leaving only dim light, the clatter of water droplets, and the pain of worms gnawing.

Xing Tian began to look back on his life.

I have a sweetheart, but I can't ask for it.

He had no wives and concubines, but he had a son.

Pursuing martial arts to the realm, he is still trapped in the ninth level of the pure heart technique.

finally found the daughter of the beloved apprentice, but they only got along for five days.

If life is just a joke, then you can take a little look. If life is a trial, Xing Tian feels that he may have to start over.

That's it, that's it.

Although there are all kinds of shortcomings, although there is no perfection everywhere, but fortunately, there are no regrets in my heart, and there are few regrets.

What more could you want?

……

In Jing Haoyang's Prince's Mansion, in the guest room where Ye Lan'er lives.

With four palms facing each other, Wu Zhen continuously injected true qi into Ye Lan'er's body. Ye Lan'er closed her eyes tightly, and there was steam on the top of her hair, but her mind seemed to be setting off a stormy wave.

She felt her soul quickly withdraw from her body, and it flew and floated into the void.

Someone is asking, "Who are you?" ”

It replied, "My name is Ye Lan'er." ”

The man asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

It replied, "I'll take a look." ”

It continued to float and swing, the clouds under its feet, the brilliant rainbow, the bright sunshine, the green green grass, it was very happy.

A huge playground, laughing children, an older brother, and an adoptive father......

Seeing Ye Lan'er frowning, Wu Zhen's face turned pale, and she quickly changed her move to inject a calmer force into her body.

"Don't forget who you are, don't forget what you're going to do." The wandering soul heard Wu Hao's words.

It nodded: "My name is Ye Lan'er, I want to find the art of finding people!" Please take me to find the secret art of missing people! ”

The scene in front of him changed abruptly, and the wandering spirit came to a huge scripture pavilion.

The bookshelves are densely packed with neat volumes of visits.

The geist repeated, "I want to find the secret technique!" My name is Ye Lan'er, and I want to find the secret technique! ”

A golden light suddenly flashed in front of him.

Ye Lan'er's wandering spirit hurriedly dodged backwards, and found that it was actually a golden man covered in golden light who appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? What are you here to do? ”

Ye Lan'er repeated: "My name is Ye Lan'er, I want to find the secret technique!" ”

Jin Ren stroked his palms and laughed: "Haha! Bold fanatics, I have no shadow school secret arts, in fact, anyone can covet it! If you want this technique, you must pass my level first! ”

After that, there was suddenly an extra Zhangba spear in the hand of the golden man.

He held it in his hand and danced like a swallow flying, attacking towards Ye Lan'er.

Ye Lan'er repeated: "My name is Ye Lan'er!" I'm going to find someone! "Try to keep yourself awake in the chaos.

She will only use the grappling skills that her adoptive father taught her, so she can only resist with this.

The golden man's moves were sharp, and she dodged left and right, finding a gap and burrowing between the bookshelves.

"How can it be!" Jin Ren was furious, and the spear stabbed into Ye Lan'er's shoulder, piercing her throughout.

The sharp pain that pierced her heart hit, and Ye Lan'er couldn't help but tremble.

But when she looked down, there was not a drop of blood on her body.

She still repeated "My name is Ye Lan'er, I want to find the secret technique", and her mind was running rapidly.

She thought: This should be the spiritual world that Wu Zhen told herself. And in the spiritual world, as long as your spirit is strong enough, strong enough to break free from the boundaries of the world and reality, then your power will be unlimited.

Because Ye Lan'er had Wu Zhen's true qi and spiritual support, she only felt pain from the injury she had just suffered, and she didn't see blood.

Does this also mean that as long as Ye Lan'er's spirit is firm enough, as long as she believes in everything she believes, then the spear in the hand of the golden man will not hurt her by half a point.

In this way, Ye Lan'er had a certain number in her heart.

She kept telling herself, "It's a virtual world, and in this world, your spirit is in charge of everything." ”

After stabilizing her mind, she began to use her mind.

The golden man's spear stabbed into her lower abdomen, but Ye Lan'er didn't dodge.

"Poof—" There was a sharp pain in the abdomen.

Ye Lan'er was covered in cold sweat, she staggered to her feet, and couldn't help but silently say in her heart, "This is just a void, I'm not hurt."

The golden man's attack came again, this time, her chest, her heart.

Ye Lan'er looked directly at the spear and watched it plunge into her chest.

Pain –

Ye Lan'er covered her chest and fell to the ground, curled up in pain.

She couldn't bear the sharp pain, and let out a miserable cry, sweating profusely and in great pain.

And in her heart, she was even more anxious.

Why do I still feel pain even though I have such awareness?

What the hell is wrong!

Why?! Is it because you don't convince yourself that this is just an illusory world?

Ye Lan'er forced herself to sit up and repeated silently: "My name is Ye Lan'er, I want the art of finding people!" It's an illusory world! I think, therefore I am! I want to be reality! ”

The golden man flew down from the sky, wanting to break Ye Lan'er's neck with a single shot.

Ye Lan'er concentrated all her energy on the spear, eliminated all distractions, and did not move.

The spear pierced her neck.

But this time, she didn't feel any pain.

Ye Lan'er smiled relaxedly: "It's a success!" ”

Jin Ren didn't know what the woman in front of him was laughing at, he didn't stop for a moment, he just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

So he swung his spear and stabbed himself again.

Ye Lan'er stood still, staring directly at this murderous weapon, "Bend!" She meditated in her heart.

Just as the spear was about to poke into her eyes, the spear curled upwards and bent into a ring just as Ye Lan'er had set in her mind.

The golden man "thud-" and was ejected by the spear and fell to the bookshelf.

He got up and looked at Ye Lan'er in disbelief: "You! ”

Ye Lan'er looked at him: "Who are you?" What are you doing? She asked.

The golden man replied, "I am the guardian of this treasure!" I'm going to kill anyone who dares to covet the shadowless mysticism. ”

Ye Lan'er shook her head: "No, you are not a guardian, you are a guide." You have to guide the master of the mystic to find what she wants. ”

Jin Ren was stunned, and after a long time, he said: "Yes......" Immediately after, he protected his head, shook it vigorously, and shouted: "No! No! I am the guardian of this treasure! I'm going to kill anyone who dares to covet the secret art of the Shadowless Sect! ”

He repeated it three times, and suddenly there was another green dragon sword in his hand, and a sword flower danced in the air, stabbing at Ye Lan'er.

Ye Lan'er closed her eyes, and with a movement of her mind, the sword turned around and plunged into the bookshelf, clanging.

Ye Lan'er said again: "You are the guide. You have to guide the master of the mystic to find what she wants. Tell me, where is the tracing technique? ”

Jin Ren was stunned again.

Ye Lan'er took a step forward and continued, "You are the guide. You have to guide the master of the mystic to find what she wants. Tell me, where is the tracing technique? ”

And so on, like a spell.

Jin people first struggled and denied. Then he twisted on the ground, resisted, and finally, he knelt on the ground: "Master! Please come with me! ”

Jin Ren pointed to the bookcase in the farthest distance: "The art of finding people is at the top of that bookshelf!" Master, I'll get it for you! ”

Ye Lan'er shook her head, closed her eyes, and her mind moved.

A scroll with blue and black letters rose from the shelf, flew in the direction of Ye Lan'er, and fell into her hand.

Ye Lan'er flipped through the book that carried the key to saving Xing Tian, and every word was engraved into her head.

Finally, she memorized the entire book. She let go of the book and watched it fly back and land where it had been.

Ye Lan'er looked at the Jin man who was still kneeling on the ground and said to him, "You are very good. Now, continue to guard these treasures until I come back next time. ”

"Yes, master!" The golden people bowed.

Ye Lan'er closed her eyes and said silently: "I'm Ye Lan'er, I want to wake up." ”