After a long time, Ling Xiao said to his companions: "You must be careful, and you must not go on any errands. ”

"Brother Xiao rest assured, once you enter the locked prison, you can only wait for death. One of them smiled triumphantly.

"It's better to be careful, the ninth woman is not simple. After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he threw up his sleeves and left, only to hear a series of piercing "creaks" from the stone gate, and the cave returned to tranquility.

In the shallow cave where Tian Nongxiang was, there was no light, but fortunately, he could see things at night, and in the darkness, he didn't feel uncomfortable. "Is there anything strange about this place?" he pondered as he fumbled the walls to examine it.

The walls were black, cold to the touch, and suddenly, a sinister aura spread out in this small space, and it became thicker and thicker, soaking the muscles and bones, and even blocking the flow of blood. It is as if there is a heavy shackle that imprisons the whole body, and it is more like an invisible coercion, which makes people tremble. Tian Nongxiang was secretly frightened, this cell was really strange, no wonder the two outside were so confident.

He moved his body with difficulty, and hurriedly breathed secretly, but the breath in his body was blocked, and his body and even his soul were really locked.

"Child, are you okay?" At this time, only the dull voice of the ninth woman came in.

"I'm fine. Tian Nongxiang paused, "It's just that this cell is really strange......

"Hey...... "The Nine Lady sighed, "This cell has been set up by the Hades, and once the monk is imprisoned, it will be difficult to confine the soul and cultivate. ”

Tian Nongxiang didn't answer, and thought to himself: No wonder Granny Cangfa has such a high level of cultivation, and she can't make a little movement here, if she wasn't locked up here, she wouldn't have found out at all. Then I thought of Qiankun Pan: I don't know if this guy has escaped the search, I think this stone is so strange, I am carried in my arms every day, I don't know when I woke up, and I can escape under the nose of the black shadow of the underworld. If you are really caught by the dark shadow of the underworld, you can ......

Tian Nongxiang thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt that his body hurt so badly that his entire body and even his bones seemed to be convulsed under the erosion of the yin qi, and even his soul was about to be squeezed out. He was shocked in his heart and scolded: "How did these birdmen of the underworld come up with such a thing that lacks morality. ”

He struggled hard for a while, but the yin qi had wrapped him tightly, and he couldn't move at all, and his blood was stagnant, and even breathing was difficult.

Before being locked in, the "Saint" character in his body was still active for a while, but at this time it was surprisingly quiet. Tian Nongxiang secretly scolded in his heart: This cowardice is unreliable at a critical time.

He silently operated the primeval mystical scriptures that he copied, but he was blocked and impacted by the yin qi, and every time he ran it, his whole body would be in pain. I tried many times, but it was like this, I was already sweating, my body was curled up in a ball, and if it was clumped, I almost lost consciousness in pain.

He gasped and pondered: This cell is really powerful, and if it goes on like this, it will really be said by the two guys outside - he can only wait for death.

He struggled to sit up, his eyes slightly closed, trying to adjust his breath. Suddenly, I remembered the scene of copying the wordless tablet, and whenever my body was in extreme pain, I used the method of vomiting to relieve it. Therefore, he couldn't help but start operating the method of breathing.

Although the method of tuna is the basic method of practitioners, but what Tian Nong Xiang has learned is different, it is accumulated by Emperor Qiu Tian Nong for thousands of years, specially created for copying inscriptions, self-contained, to adapt to the external environment as the foundation, like the flow of water, with the change of the external form and change, follow the trend. If you stick to the form, it is difficult to make progress, and it is precisely because of this that the Tian Nong clan has cultivated for dozens of generations, but it is rare to really reach the extreme. However, as far as Tian Nongxiang is concerned, his mind is quite old, and his body structure is special, and his understanding, feeling, and acquisition of the method of tuning are far higher than ordinary people, and even many old monks with extremely high cultivation can hardly achieve it.

More than a year ago, Tian Nongxiang could take a breath for more than ten days, and for him, this was already familiar with the bone marrow method. However, today, under the invasion of the surrounding gloomy atmosphere, it is extremely jerky, and it is difficult for a breath to do even a quarter of an hour. What's even more strange is that in the past, at this time, the "saint" character in his body would float up and wander in his body, but today it was surprisingly quiet. This made the farmer puzzled, could it be that this thing was also imprisoned by this lock?

Of course, it is not without its gains. Because when he was using the method of breathing, the pain in his body did not increase. This is thankful.

Since it doesn't add to the pain, let's continue! Anyway, being locked up here, it's hard to move, and being idle is idle, and it's better to have something than to dare to do nothing.

In this way, Tian Nongxiang simply sank into the process of recultivating the method of tuna, which he was once extremely familiar with, and actually allowed him to firmly figure out and cultivate for a long time.

In a space that does not change, time is the most easily blurred. How long Tian Nongxiang stayed in such a drowsy state, even he couldn't tell. The only thing that could be felt was that the duration of one of his breaths gradually increased, from less than a quarter of an hour at first, to two or three hours. It's a sea change. I can't help but secretly rejoice in my heart. Although his body was still wrapped and restrained by the sinister aura, and even soaked into his muscles and bones, as if countless worms were devouring him, the pain was unbearable, but after all, the method of breathing was running smoothly.

Suppress the cultivation, and I will re-cultivate with a spell!" Tian Nongxiang roared in his heart, gritted his teeth, and looked around angrily with his eyes like fire.

He didn't dare to try the Ancient Occult Sutra easily, and he was still working on the method of breathing. He vaguely felt that the yin qi around him was not aimed at this method, because although it was difficult for the method of breathing to work, there was no discomfort in all parts of his body. Even began to adapt to the envelopment of this sinister atmosphere.

Time passed, and Tian Nong Xiangpan had been sitting in a locked prison for more than a month. It seemed that the Hades, Ling Xiao and the others had forgotten his existence and didn't ask any more, even as if the two people outside the cell had left, and there was silence inside and outside the cell for many days.

At this moment, Tian Nongxiang was in a rare state of calm, immersed in the cultivation process of the method of breathing, and had been running a breath for four days. At this time, he was completely accustomed to the restraint and suppression of his muscles and bones by the Yin Qi, and more importantly, the "Saint" character Wen quietly floated up at some point, slowly wandering around his body. Sometimes it rises and falls with the invasion of the yin qi, and sometimes it swings up and down against the yin qi.

The farmer reaped his mind and silently experienced this change. I vaguely felt that there was a force in my body converging, like a wisp of power entangled with the yin qi. He didn't know where that power came from, but he felt that the sinister aura that enveloped him was not as strong as it had been when he first came in, or that it was so domineering.

The thoughts were together, the mind was blocked, and the normal method of breathing suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously trying to stand up. However, as soon as he got up, the yin qi was instantly squeezed, as if it was about to crush his muscles and bones, and suddenly the pain in his whole body was unbearable, and he hurriedly sat down. "Damn it!" he cursed, gasping for breath.

At this moment, the heart was beating violently, and the "Saint" character in the body was running wildly, as if it was about to unravel the yin qi that enveloped it. At the same time, the debris of cold ice and stone scattered all over the body was also ready to move, glowing with a faint light, trying to break free from the shroud of the gloomy aura.

This was something he didn't expect, and then he secretly rejoiced, and with the help of this momentum, he quickly ran the Taigu Xuan Sutra, boosting the floating of the "holy" character text, so as to break through the shackles of the yin qi. At this moment, dense tadpole-shaped symbols suddenly appeared on the four walls of the cell, exuding a strong yin atmosphere, and the entire cell suddenly increased its coercion, and the heavy iron door also made a "creaking" sound. Tian Nongxiang was shrouded in a thick yin aura, his muscles and bones were tense, his body seemed to be suppressed by a thousand catties of power, and even his soul had a feeling of being squeezed out.

At this moment, the air flow in Tian Nongxiang's body surged, rapidly converging towards the dantian, and the wisps lingered, gradually entrenched on the Faji. His body was about to shatter, and he kept making muffled noises, and he was miserable. Fortunately, the "sacred" character text circulated rapidly, continuously breaking through the rich yin qi that soaked in the body, solidifying the muscles and bones, and the little broken light in the body shone brightly, fighting against the yin qi. Although the body was in pain, it was a stalemate with the yin qi for a while.

He endured the pain, and constantly urged the primeval scriptures, and the holy talisman was in harmony with it, and it also ran rapidly with the direction of the scriptures, only to hear the sound of "boom", and the yin qi that was originally wrapped in the dantian suddenly dispersed. The airflow of the whole body flowed towards the dantian like opening the floodgates, and the air above the Faji was suddenly like a huge wave, and the waves crashed on the shore, like a dragon going out to sea, roaring up. In the body of the flesh eroded by the yin qi, break the waves.

Tian Nong Xiang was secretly happy, knowing that it was not a bad thing, and continued to urge the Taigu Xuanjing. But he had learned very little from copying, and when he was ready to start all over again after a round of scriptures, he suddenly noticed that the "holy" character did not follow his thoughts, but continued to wander along a strange line. His heart moved, could it be the next part of the inscription? Immediately, he didn't have time to think about it, and secretly pushed the air flow in his body to follow the holy talisman. At this time, I felt that the Faji shook one after another, suddenly amplified, and buzzed, like the sound of fairy sound Zen, drumming in the body, which lasted for half an hour before it stabilized.

At this moment, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and he kept making a "clattering" crisp sound, and the air flow in his body followed his heart, and began to spread everywhere, and the yin qi retreated one after another, and his body was suddenly light and calm, as if he had been reborn. Although the gloomy aura around his body was still shrouded, Tian Nongxiang felt an unprecedented ease, and he couldn't feel their existence at all.

Tian Nongxiang stood up with a "whoosh", and the sound was shallow, like a dragon's groan, with a loud bang. Subconsciously raised his palms and slapped towards the heavy iron door, and with a bang, the cell trembled, and the tadpole-shaped symbols that were originally floating on the four walls were also shattered. Suddenly, the yin qi in the cell decreased sharply, and the air flow in Tian Nongxiang's body exploded instantly, shaking out the residual yin qi in his body, and emitting a mist around his body.

With the weakening of the Yin Qi, Tian Nongxiang suddenly felt that the air flow in his body was much stronger than before he was imprisoned, and his heart moved: I have advanced to the Qi Cultivation Realm! Could it be that I have stepped into another realm in this place?