Chapter 154: Prison

Elder Yun Yun couldn't help but sigh slightly when he looked at Ling Yu'er, who had been silent and haggard since she returned from Meiya City.

She knew that her apprentice had a good heart, and since Yahan's disappearance, she had also attributed the fault of this incident to herself, carrying a huge sense of guilt every day, and indulging in cultivation all day long. Although she has advanced to the transformation level in the past two years, she does not have the slightest joy in her heart, only a faint heartache and unbearable.

Now that Ahan is back, it is time for her to know. She withdrew her gaze and said:

"I called you this time to tell you that Ahan has returned......"

"Master, you said that Ahan is not dead?" Ling Yu'er's originally silent face was slightly stunned, and she said loudly. Suddenly, his mood changed violently, and he cried out

Ever since the temple had sent personnel to find Ahan to no avail, she had grown to despair. Especially after the temple moved into the outer heavens, this hope became even more remote. I didn't expect to hear such amazing news today, and she even felt like she was dreaming.

She wiped a handful of tears: "Master, I'll go find Ahan" turned around and ran out.

"Yu'er is back" Yun Yun sat in her position and said lightly, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Master......" Ling Yu'er stopped and said puzzled. If she didn't see a real person, she would feel like it was all like a dream, and it would shatter at the touch of it.

Yulia next to her, although her expression also changed violently, she quickly returned to normal.

"Yahan is no longer the Yahan he used to be, he is now the Holy Son of the Temple, even if the Lord of the Great Hall sees the Holy Son, he can be treated politely, how can you see it," Elder Yun Yun said lightly, without the slightest expression on his face. Or maybe there was no expression on her face all the time.

Ling Yu'er's face was stunned, although she didn't know what the Holy Son was, but even if she became a Holy Venerable, the Yahan in her heart was still that Yahan. She pursed her mouth slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Hmph, I don't believe it, after Senior Brother Yahan became the Holy Son, he still didn't recognize me as a senior sister" After speaking, she turned around and left.

Ling Yu'er had only walked a few steps, but suddenly stopped, and a man who seemed familiar and strange was walking towards this side from a distance, his speed was neither fast nor slow, and every step seemed extremely steady. He saw himself from a distance, with a smile on his face, and a gentle and generous expression in his dark eyes.

Although Ling Yu'er's tone was tough just now, when she really saw it, her face turned red, she couldn't speak, her fingers twisted the robe under her hard, and on the back of her tender hand, transparent green tendons bounced up one by one, showing the nervousness of her owner's mood.

Her chest rose and fell violently, her eyes faintly shone with a hint of moisture, and her immature and bright red lips opened slightly, like a small fish facing suffocation, trying to breathe. Her heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was about to pop out, and an indescribable feeling stirred her mind, nervousness, joy, throbbing, and sourness. She couldn't help but want to cry.

"Senior sister," Ahan said. There was also a hint of excitement in his deep and calm eyes. For Ah Han, he hadn't seen him for six or seven years, and when he saw the old man again, even if he had already seen the hardness of life and death and had already cultivated, he couldn't help but feel a slight ripple at this time.

"Little Master...... Brother, you're really not dead...... "Ling Yu'er only said one sentence, and then she cried.

Yahan showed a hint of embarrassment, but fortunately, at this time, Elder Yunyun also walked out, followed by Yulia.

Yahan hurriedly cleaned up his mood and saluted: "Meet the master"

"I have seen the Holy Son, you and I don't need to be like this. Originally, I was only a nominal master and apprentice, and I didn't teach you anything. Now that you have become a holy son, it is not appropriate to call me Master again. She replied lightly and said.

"A teacher for a day, a teacher for life, no matter what, you are my teacher after all." He spoke. I secretly admired Elder Yunyun's temperament in my heart, if it was replaced by one person, I am afraid that he would do everything possible to consolidate this fragile master-apprentice relationship.

Elder Yun Yun looked at that sincere expression, with a hint of relief on his face: "Then you can come in."

The two guests sat down, and the other two senior sisters stood respectfully below, after all, Yahan was a holy son, and it was no longer an ordinary master-apprentice relationship, and he didn't have any humility.

Neither of them is the one who shows their feelings, and after the politeness, Ahan goes straight to the point

"Master, firstly, I came here this time to visit my master and all the senior sisters, and secondly, I want to ask you, where are the hostages in Ice and Snow City who were captured by Xuanyuan Palace?"

"Oh, you said it was the hostages, could it be that there are your relatives in there." Yun Yun lightly opened her lips and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, my father and mother are among those hostages."

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The collapse of the Xuanyuan Hall has caused constant turmoil in the entire Tebro Continent, and the original power class has been imprisoned, while the original prisoners have become the power class again.

In a short period of time, the entire continent has undergone drastic changes. But for ordinary citizens, there was not much impact. The changes in the power class are just a topic of conversation after dinner, and as for the changes at a higher level and at a deeper level, we have nothing to understand.

The temple, such a behemoth as the Xuanyuan Temple, is not known to the world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that the meaning behind these words can determine their wealth and poverty, and can even determine their life and death.

How high they stand determines how far their eyes can see.

In the Ice City Prison, an obese prison guard, holding a handkerchief, wiped his greasy forehead from time to time. He was fat, as can be seen in the protruding fat around his neck and the belly of a pregnant woman.

The air conditioner in the room did not solve the heat and fear in his heart.

In the past few days, his immediate boss has been imprisoned, and ironically, he is being held in the same prison he runs. In addition to this, there are too many big people who have entered this prison. The lord of the city, the captain of the guard, and all sorts of high-ranking officials. In his place were characters he had never seen before.

The day changed, so fast, so suddenly. He is lucky, he is only a first-class prison guard, and the change of power of the big man does not implicate him, but it is only temporary.

He did not allow the slightest mistake, and during this time, seven or eight prison guards had been killed on the spot for neglecting prisoners.

The prisoners, no, they were bombs that would explode at any moment, he didn't know what these people were, every prisoner came out, even the new warden and the city lord had to be careful to pile up flattering smiles, yes, flattering, he would never be mistaken, because this kind of smile was too familiar to him. Because that's how he looks when he faces the new warden.

"Didi, Didi" There was a glimmer of light on the table.

His hands trembled, threw the greasy handkerchief into the garbage basket, straightened the uniform on his body, and hurriedly pressed it.

A holographic screen is molded in the air.

"Report to the warden, first-class prison guard Kuimu reported to you, what are your instructions?" With a flattering smile on his face, he said loudly.

"Within three minutes, all the prison guards will assemble at the door, and if anyone is late, they will give me the fuck off." A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties roared.

"Yes, my lord," the fat of his body shuddered violently, and his clumsy body hurriedly rushed out of the door.

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"Eminem, I want to go back to the tribe"

First, in the luxurious room, a little boy of three or four years old looked pitifully at the half-naked woman next to him, and the tears in his eyes had not disappeared.

"Snap" A rough palm slammed on the back of his head, making a crisp sound. The poor boy fell directly to the ground and rolled several times before he stood up. I wanted to cry on my face but forcibly held back, glanced at the rough man next to me in horror, and hurriedly hid next to a girl next to me.

"Bluffing nothing is not at all a big cleverness." The rough man roared irritably, scratching his scalp hard, and countless dander flew around, as if a snowflake was sprinkled.

It was a luxurious room, spotlessly clean on a carpet of soft and heavy expensive animal fur. The tables on the left and right are piled with all kinds of food and fruits, and this is more of a luxurious suite than a prison. Among them, there is no shortage of intelligent film and television, bathrooms, and various high-end enjoyment. But no one here will use it. Now, half a year has passed, and they haven't taken a shower. The whole room smelled of stinking and burning.

If it weren't for the prison guards here who wash it once a day, they might be able to see urine and urine everywhere.

"Sister, I want to eat meat, I want to eat that kind of delicious meat" The little guy hid in Sister A's arms, and suddenly became restless again, he twisted his body, cautiously glanced at the rough man, and whispered.

This is a **-year-old girl, but her chest has begun to develop slightly, revealing two small bags like steamed buns, which are rough and covered with small calluses. This is a standard barbarian girl, diligent, powerful, and able to work.

If it weren't for his childishness, it would be hard to imagine that he was just an underage girl.

The girl glanced at the rough man, and saw that he had no objection, so she took a large piece of meat with her hand and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

After chewing hard, he swallowed it and pounced on a middle-aged woman who was studying the carpet.

"Eminem, I still want to eat that red fruit, the big one," he said again, as a piece of meat apparently didn't satisfy him.

It was a half-naked woman, with the marks of time carved into her face, a dignified, unpretentious face, with a hint of stolen goods on it, and she touched the child's head dotingly, and got up to get the fruit.

"Noisy, noisy, squat there for me," the rough man roared impatiently.

"Wow" baby cry sounded.

A woman who was squatting in the corner, holding a child, glanced at the big man worriedly, and hurriedly stuffed the bulging ** into the child's mouth. The child's voice immediately stopped.

There were five people here, a rough man, three middle-aged women, a young girl, a three-year-old child, and a nursing baby, but it was quiet, only the rough man, scratching his scalp from time to time to make a rustling sound like rain hitting the leaves.

Half a year of detention has already made this man who has lived in the mountains and forests since he was a child extremely irritable, and everything here seems strange and frightening to him. Especially yesterday, when I suddenly changed to a strange place, and delicious food was served. It made him feel a haze and uneasiness in his heart. There is a rule in his tribe that before killing a foreigner, he will give him a delicious meal, although a day has passed, but who knows how long such a day will be left.

At this moment, the man suddenly stood up, and his face, which was as hard as a rock, showed a fierce light. Even if he died, he had to kill a few people on his back, but unfortunately his steel knife had already been confiscated, otherwise......

The rest of the people also hurriedly stood up because of the man's reaction, with a trace of panic on their faces. The little guy, tightly hugged Eminem's thighs, hid most of his body behind him, only showing one head, and looked curiously like the doorway.

Stuck and the steel door slowly hit a strange alien, standing at the door with an excited face, and there were dozens of aliens standing behind him with a smile on their faces.

Looking at that person, he was stunned in his heart, and felt faintly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

A middle-aged woman in the back began to tremble violently, her face hesitant and her lips squirmed, as if she wanted to say something.

"Abba, Eminem, I'm Ahan now, let's go back to the tribe." Yahan whispered in a tribal accent.

The rough man was naturally Ali, and the trembling woman was Eminem in his life, and the others were slaves assigned to him during the war of extermination.

At this time, Yali's expression changed, and his eyes seemed to be relieved and sighed. Suddenly, he strode over to Ahan and slapped him on the head.

"Smack"

Yali hurriedly took a few steps back, and was quickly held by Ahan's hand.

Ali laughed: "That's right, you are my baby" and scolded in his heart: "He is **, his head is so hard, so my hands are still numb." ”

Yahan scratched his head helplessly, and suddenly looked at the little radish head who was hugging Eminem's thighs and was curiously looking this way. Asked:

"Abba, this is my brother"

"Hehe, this is Ah Er. Ignore him. Hey, how are you with these damn aliens? ”

Everyone behind him shrunk their necks in unison. The flattering smile on his face couldn't help but get stronger. They knew that it was not this man who greeted them at first, but another big man. However, after this man came, he found that even the big man had to be pleased, and he knew that this person's status was much higher than the previous one.

Ahan glanced coldly behind him, turned around and said, "Abba, it's a long story at this time, let's go back to the tribe first."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just now, they even felt that death was approaching.

"Yes, yes, go back to the tribe first, go back to the tribe first. Those bundles of animal skins, they haven't been dried for a long time, and they're all going to be moldy, these are dozens of skins. Ari said with a heartache on his face.

Hearing the barbarian's words, everyone behind him couldn't help but show strange expressions: "Good girl, what kind of skin is this." Could it be a spirit animal skin? ”

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Ahan put the family on the flying machine and flew directly to the tribe. Then he lived in the tribe for a few days, and relived the life of the barbarians for a few days, Yahan didn't think about moving his family to the city, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up, they were natives of the tribe, and they were not used to living in the city at all, before he left, he specially refined a hundred super blood tonic pills, and taught the basic exercises of the temple.

Naturally, the basic exercises of the temple cannot be passed on to others at will, but Ahan is the Son of the Holy Son, so he does not have such concerns.

Instead of returning directly to the Temple, Ahan landed on the outskirts of Ice City, placing the aircraft into the storm space and walking into the distance.

He was looking for the undead puppet. After signing the contract, the undead puppet has a mysterious connection with him, but this connection is limited by distance, once it exceeds twenty kilometers, he can no longer control it.

In that adventure, he also chose to fight to the death because of the characteristics of the immortal puppet, but he didn't expect that there were far more than two nuclear-level powerhouses dispatched by the Xuanyuan Palace. If it weren't for the last appearance of the Temple, he might have been in danger. He eventually fell into a coma and was taken to the temple by the Holy Honor. The undead puppet has also completely broken off contact.

As he walked, Ahan sensed a mysterious connection with the undead golem.

However, he circled around the Ice and Snow City, but he still didn't feel the slightest trace, and the immortal puppet seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

He expanded the scope of the collection again and again. It wasn't until three days later that he suddenly received a mysterious message.

Hungry, thirsty, hungry

His face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but follow his feelings, and walked quickly into the distance.

This is a desert land, which is very rare in the rain-rich continent of Tebro. Small low trees, scattered in the distance, the land is a dry earthy yellow.

When you step on the ground, you can clearly feel the rough and fine stones.

He grabbed the stone and crushed it to pieces, the ground here had very little moisture and a hint of fire. He looked it up on his brain. This place is called the Marta Wilderness, and it is one of the traces left behind after the Great War. He looked at the endless wasteland and the deep pits that dotted the entire area. I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart, everything here has been turned into a desert land, even after hundreds of years, it is still the same, lifeless.

As he passed, he could see glass-like hedron everywhere, apparently incinerated by high temperatures.

The mysterious connection in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he seemed to summon it, and after a long time, he found that there was no movement around him. He's getting faster and faster. Judging from the information that has been transmitted, the undead puppet has obviously been hit hard.

As he walked briskly, he saw a huge groove appear in front of him, several meters wide, extending directly into the distance. It was as if the whole earth was going to be cut in half.

Ahan looked at the soil in the grooves, which was very different in color from other areas, and was very fresh. This groove should be new.

He walked along the groove that looked like a dry riverbed, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and a pale arm appeared in front of him.

Next, he saw some bits and pieces of minced meat, intestines, and offal. Although several days have passed, these things show no signs of rotting and stinking.

He held back the nausea in his heart, and finally found a relatively intact corpse at the end of the groove.

The undead puppet's chest has disappeared, and only half of its two arms are left, and the muscles on it are wriggling, and the threads of nerve fibers, like thin threads, move freely in the air. The dark red lungs full of blood vessels slid down the chest cavity and fell onto the sand, stained with countless dusty sand. His eyes were wide open, and there was no trace of struggle in his pure black eyes.

He is not dead at all, and the immortal puppet is said to be immortal, which naturally has its powerful side.

The undead puppet is like the legendary zombie, not only is the physical body far stronger than the average nuclear-level powerhouse, but the self-healing ability is also very terrifying, as long as the head is not broken, even if the body is completely destroyed, if there is enough blood to absorb and replenish, it can recover quickly.

Ahan glanced at it, then released the flying machine into the stormy space, and after a while, the flying machine lifted off into the air and flew into the distance.

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In a forest, a giant python is curled up on an ancient tree, lazily basking in the sun. Its belly bulged high, apparently freshly fed.

The emerald green scales with mysterious patterns stuck to its body, emitting a shining luster in the sun, each piece was the size of a baby's fist, and as for the body, it was half a meter thick, and a small emerald green horn grew on the top of its head. If on Earth, such creatures exist only in myths and legends.

A breeze lingers around it, and countless wind elementals are cheering around it.

This is a spirit beast, a wind spirit beast, and it is the master of this generation's territory.

Its transparent eyelids open and close slightly, a little drowsy, a full meal, sleeping in the dark nest for several days, this is the habit it began to develop from the mortal beast, when it became the master of this territory, its habits still have not changed, if there is a change, then from the dark nest, changed to the sun.

It is the most powerful overlord of its generation, it has no need to fear any enemies, everything is just food for it. Moreover, the wind element, in addition to giving it lightning speed and terrifying attacks, also gives it a special ability to predict good and bad.

Because it gets its message from the wind, and the wind is its eyes.

The warm sun shone on its body, it felt that the blood in its body was boiling, and the cold body also got a trace of warmth, maybe it was time to sleep.

It finally closed its eyelids slowly.

But it didn't take long for its eyes to open again, and with a hint of surprise in its eyes, it noticed that the wind elemental fluctuations coming from the distance of the wind elemental were abnormal, and it seemed a little active. Although the difference was very subtle, it was noticed by a cautious person.

This situation is only found in the wind elements around him, could it be that a spirit beast of the same family as himself has come in. It raised its head, its huge body, and crawled towards the top of the tree. It must know who dares to enter its territory.

The bushes were silent, without the slightest movement. But the uneasiness in its heart became stronger and stronger.

Its searchlight-like eyes scanned around vigilantly.

Suddenly, its pupils shrank suddenly, turning into a cold crescent moon, and an afterimage suddenly flashed from the trees, shooting towards it like lightning, it was a small creature, but it exuded an incomparably dangerous aura.

It stood up with scales upside down, and spat out a huge wind blade from its mouth. The creature was so agile that the wind blade grazed his body and shot into the ground, where a bottomless cut appeared. As he got closer, a suffocating sensation came over him.

It was horrified in its heart, and flicked its tail vigorously, as if it quickly turned around and fled. But it was too full, and the food in its belly made its movements extremely clumsy.

It had only run for dozens of meters before it suddenly felt a sharp pain in its head, and the nest not far in front of it gradually became blurred.

Ahan stuck the steel knife in his head, straight through its head. Then he picked up the head of the giant python, shook his hands vigorously, and a burst of bone joints sounded like firecrackers, and the giant snake that writhed hard suddenly couldn't move anymore, only the tip of the tail remained, and it was still twitching slightly.

Ahan grabbed the serpent's green horn and dragged its massive body into the distance.

After a while, he came to a simple pool of blood carved out of rocks, and a thick blood qi rushed to his face. As soon as the steel knife in his hand moved, the snake's head suddenly flew several meters away, and blood gushed out, dripping into the pool of blood.

Ten minutes later, he threw the body into the open space next to him.

At this time, the clearing was already filled with five headless beasts

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By the time Ahan returned to the temple, it was already half a month later.

The Temple of the Holy Child is located on the third highest peak in the Kira Mountains, with steep terrain and beautiful scenery. Compared to the other halls, there is not much difference except that it is slightly smaller. Of course, most of the buildings here are still empty.

According to the system since ancient times, the Holy Son can have three to seven guardians composed of elders, twelve servants, and the surrounding buildings must be arched around the Holy Son's Temple, and the entire main hall must be arranged with large prohibitions.

In terms of protection, the safety protection of the Holy Son is much higher than that of the Great Hall Master. This shows the importance of the Son to a denomination.

But now, there is nothing, and even the servants have been greatly reduced, and in addition to the two servants at the beginning, there are only eight Xuan-level servants in total. The entire temple of the Holy Child was empty, cold and deserted

However, Ahan didn't care, like that kind of guard, he might as well not be this holy son, he had too many secrets that could not be revealed, and this kind of secret could not be exposed even if he was now a holy son. After he ordered the left and right not to disturb without permission, he entered a secret room.

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