"It's up to you to find the answer to this question."

"There are some things that you can't see, but you're worried about success or failure, and I can't give you any advice." Even through a thick iron door, Tang Sutong still seemed to see through Ye Chuxiao's thoughts.

Ye Chuxiao was silent when he heard this, Tang Sutong was indeed not wrong.

What he cares about is not whether Tang Sutong regrets it, but whether he will regret it one day if he can't bear some thoughts in his heart anymore and does something in the future.

Whether it is Daheng or Tianluo, he is actually very unaccustomed to it.

This kind of unaccustomed and contradictory stems from the three perceptions from the depths of the soul.

The solution is either for Ye Chuxiao to be dormant and imperceptible for a long time, and gradually assimilate into a member of all living beings in this world.

Or take a fight to turn this world into what he is used to.

From a rational point of view, Ye Chuxiao should certainly choose the former.

Practice, meritorious service, seal the marquis of ten thousand households, and after becoming a more powerful monk, he had three wives and four concubines, and listened to music in his spare time.

With the resources in Ye Chuxiao's hands, as long as he grows step by step and is a little more reluctant, this goal is actually not difficult to achieve.

But ah!

After standing for a long time, it is actually difficult to bend your knees.

People who are used to talking loudly have a hard time whispering.

Ye Chuxiao opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

Suddenly, the entire dungeon seemed to shake violently.

In an instant, the Hell Suppression Artifact burst out with an unimaginable aura, just like a sleeping evil dragon, suddenly awakened by a strong stimulus.

Ye Chuxiao was in the dungeon, even if there was a seal contaminated with the aura of the artifact, he was still pressed by this aura and squatted down and leaned against the corner.

At this moment, in the dungeon, there are only two figures, and they are fighting quickly.

In a short period of time, it has been hit from the first basement to the fourth basement.

Naturally, they didn't come down the stairs, but smashed into the thick rock layer with iron juice and fell all the way.

One of the two men in the hands was armed with two short guns, and the other was carrying a large black knife.

The ripples sputtered out by the collision of weapons will squeeze and shatter many facilities in the dungeon.

After a quick staggered transposition, the two stood opposite each other.

"I have heard for a long time that the dungeon law of the Criminal Department is lax, and all that is hidden in it are some wine bags and rice bags, and I don't want to have a master like you to suppress it, it seems that the rumors are not credible, and this place is really loose on the outside and tight on the inside." The man with the black broadsword said.

On the other side, the man with two guns and bronze armor said: "If it weren't for a master like your swordsman Yan Po who came to rob the prison, this dungeon would indeed only need some wine bags and rice bags." ”

"A master like you who has entered the artistic conception, why should you not distinguish between right and wrong? Actually in the company of some wine bags and rice bags? Yan Po asked.

The man with two guns in his hand and covered in armor said, "What is it?" What not? Whether Tang Sutong is right or wrong, it's not up to me, my duty is to guard the dungeon and not let those troubles on the fifth layer run out. ”

"Also, since you came to rob the prison, you should also be imprisoned on the fifth floor."

After saying that, the armor-wearer's two spears shot at Yan Po like lightning.

The big battle between the two broke out again.

Ye Chuxiao was on the fifth layer, and he couldn't witness this battle with his own eyes, but he could inexplicably feel that two strong martial arts wills collided in all the spaces that could be perceived.

One is sharp and domineering with an indomitable momentum, and the other is subtle, restrained and solid.

"Finally... Finally, a strong man came to rob the prison, and it seems that Lord Tang is not so bad at you. Ye Chuxiao leaned against the door and said to Tang Sutong behind the door.

Tang Sutong sighed when he heard this, but did not say anything.

The two of them in the battle finally fought from the fourth floor of the dungeon to the fifth floor of the basement.

Many of the fierce old demons imprisoned on the fifth floor of the dungeon were all agitated.

They made a frantic promise that Yan Po would rescue them from this dungeon.

But Yan Po instead restrained the sword momentum, and only restrained the majestic power that was enough to open the mountain and break the river, between the square inches of the blade.

This also made Yan Po's fight with the person with two guns in armor more 'simple'.

It's just that they fight very quickly.

It's so fast that it has long exceeded the limits of what the naked eye can capture.

Ye Chuxiao could only feel that there were two wills, colliding in the depths of the dungeon of this criminal department, but he couldn't see the slightest trace.

"The Nine Realms of Monks, starting from the Foolish Realm, are the Realm of Suffering, the Realm of Energy, the Realm of Wonder, the Realm of Transformation, and the Realm of Wisdom, and the artistic conception of the manifestation of the will is the seventh realm, although there is still a gap between the two realms from the Nine Realms, but it is already the top in the world."

"The battle that happened here at this time can already be called the top game of the Great Heng Monk."

"Of course, the two people who fought should be martial cultivators, so the way of fighting, the presentation is 'slightly' intuitive, if it is a monk who is not good at frontal assault such as Fu Xiu, Formation Cultivation, and Technique Cultivation, the means should be even more ethereal without a trace." Ye Chuxiao analyzed it by himself, but in fact, he was just using his relatively barren cultivation knowledge to peek at the leopard's actions in the battle situation in front of him.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao's golden clock was vibrating wildly.

Because it is constantly extracting a lot of Dao Yun breath from the aftermath of the battle.

After two tests, Ye Chuyu had roughly figured out that the time regression function of the golden clock was opened with the aura of Dao Yun as the positioning coordinates.

The breath of Dao Yun is not Dao Yun, but some fragments of Dao Yun that have escaped in the process of being artificially 'used', and it seems to have some different differences from Dao Yun.

This also leads to the difference between the golden clock and the aura of Dao rhyme.

A monk who has Dao rhyme, but does not cultivate enough, can only burst out of Dao rhyme when life and death are at stake.

For example, the Origin Sect demon, and Yue Tingshan.

But there are also strong people like Yan Po and the double-speared prison guards, who have reached the seventh realm in cultivation, and have obviously fused Dao Yun many times, and between their gestures, there will be Dao Yun aura flowing out.

The strong hand-to-hand ended abruptly after the light was completely dull in an instant.

The artifact that suppressed the dungeon of the Ministry of Punishment seemed to be completely enraged.

It manifested the form of a three-headed divine bird, and with infinite light-devouring power, it shone and shone on the entire dungeon of the Criminal Department.

Yan Po also became sluggish under the divine light of the three-headed divine bird.

Rumble!

The iron gate that sealed Tang Sutong exploded at this time.

Ye Chuxiao was naturally moved to the side in this seemingly frozen space, and was safely protected by a shield.

An ordinary-looking, thin, but clean palm grabbed the three-headed divine bird and stuffed it back into the Hell Suppression Artifact.

Ye Chuxiao turned his head and looked at Tang Sutong who was easily out of trouble in shock.

This old man, who is dressed in prison clothes and still does not change his weapon, every white hair at this moment is shining with the brilliance of will.

"Brother Yan! Stop! ”

"I'm not leaving the dungeon." Tang Sutong opened his mouth and said to Yan Po.

"Replace the law of heaven with human law, replace the way of heaven with humanity, this is what you taught me, now because the emperor is stupid and unwilling to go against the sky, you have to give up?" Yan Po's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

"There is a deficiency in the way of heaven, even if you look elsewhere, it is just to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, the more you go up, the more you get, the more you are missing, greed, tyranny, indifference, impermanence, selfishness, arrogance, cancel each other, and push each other to expand, Yan Po My heart is already old, if the sky is loved, the sky is also old, if people are ruthless, I can't be ruthless to the world, I can only be ruthless to myself, and ruthless to those fellow Taoists who once pinned their hopes on me." Tang Sutong said.