083 Bright Dharmakaya

The warden walked quickly to the gate, grabbed the still confused jailer with his left hand, pinched a seal with his right hand, curled up his middle finger and ring finger, pressed his index finger on the jailer's forehead, and pressed his thumb and little finger on his eyes.

The warden was hit by the green flames, hurriedly left the jailer, leaped backwards a few feet away, and waved his hands together to extinguish the ghost fire that rushed over.

By the time he went to check on the jailer who had fainted, he had severed contact with Shi Fa.

The jailers next to him all came over: "Lord Zhang! Master Zhang, what's going on? ”

The warden said, "There is a demon practice, borrowing him to spy on the prison." ”

Everyone asked: "What demon is so bold that he dares to use demon magic to spy on the North Prison!" ”

"It should be the remnant of the rebel thieves of the White Bone Sect!" The warden squatted on the ground and grabbed the fainting jailer's wrist, buckled his pulse, pinched his right hand and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and stood up after a while, "I already know where the demon is, let's catch it immediately!" ”

They soon found the inn room where Liang Xingyang was doing, Liang Xingyang had long since left, the room was empty, there was an oil lamp on the table, and on the lamp was a straw man burning black.

"Sure enough, it's a traitor of the White Bone Sect." The warden circled the table twice, and then carefully took the grass first, carefully observed the half-burned talisman on it, and then picked up the lamp, handed it to his men, and brought it back to the prison.

He inquired with the people at the inn about who lived here just now, and the shopkeeper told him that he was a rough man in his forties with a big beard, and the warden guessed in his heart: "Who is it in the White Bone Sect?" Listening to this look, it should be the righteous son of the old thief with white bones. What is he doing here? Cell...... Oh no, hurry back! ”

At this time, Liang Xingyang was already in the guest room on the second floor of the inn opposite, he guessed that the other party could find it, and he would ask the shopkeeper who lived, so he used the nightmare beast of the Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner to create some illusions, which made the little two hallucinate.

The lamp and scarecrow in the room were deliberately left by him, and even the dean hurried back to the prison with the things he had searched, and first asked his subordinates if there was anything unusual after he left, and he got a reply.

In the prison, Mr. Yue Lu Yue Longpan was imprisoned, he captured the White Bone Divine Monarch and the White Bone Holy Maiden alive before his death, and escorted him to the capital with a thousand knives, the people of the White Bone Sect must hate him, and the warden was very sure of his judgment, the traitors of the White Bone Sect must have come to Mr. Yue Lu, and they wanted to kill him to avenge the two sect leaders.

Mr. Yuelu is a spiritual mentor recognized by all scholars in the world, a sage-like hero, the needle party arrested him this time and already bears the infamy of the world, the sea waves are surging, even the emperor is scolded as a faint monarch, and even some scholars even shouted out on the side of Qingjun, if Mr. Yuelu is really killed in prison, don't talk about him, there is no need to say Zhang Tianxi, even the emperor has to make an edict against himself.

Seeing that Mr. Yue Lu was unharmed, he stayed in the cell and sat quietly with his eyes closed, calm and steady, as if nothing in the world could shake his state of mind, the warden breathed a long sigh of relief, he asked his superiors for instructions, saying that there was a white bone thief who intended to enter the prison to assassinate Mr. Yue Lu, and asked for support, and his superiors transferred several masters of Yulin Wei to take turns to guard in front of Mr. Yue Lu's cell.

said that Liang Xingyang, after everything calmed down, cast a spell in the air for the second time.

This time, he worshipped a copper oil lamp on the table, made a light seal with his hands, and entered the true yuan into the golden lamp.

The lamp that was brought back by the warden was placed in the prison, this warden used to suppress bandits in the northwest, and fought with the people of the White Bone Sect many times, and was very familiar with the methods of the White Bone Sect.

He recognized that the scarecrow was a means used by the White Bone Sect to replace bones with corpses, so he focused his attention on the straw man, and as soon as he came back, he used the spirit talisman to calm down and seal it in the wooden box, ready to wait for him to calm down and study it carefully, and see if he could find any clues to hunt down Shi Fa.

However, this time, Liang Xingyang made a clever move, the scarecrow was just a disguise, and the oil lamp was where he borrowed his strength.

Liang Xingyang no longer used the means of the White Bone Sect, but used the kung fu of the Golden Lantern Sect, and the two lights were connected in the air, and soon, inside the flame core of the lamp, a small person with the size of a sesame seed appeared, it was Liang Xingyang who borrowed fire from the air, his heart was condensed, and the Yuan Shen appeared to achieve the bright Dharma body!

He stood in the flames and looked around: "This is what the inside of the prison looks like. ”

This is the lobby outside the prison, also known as Heaven, which is heavily guarded, where the guards and jailers on duty are working, and further inside, there are three portals, and the back is connected to the passage, each with a number of cells.

The skeleton of the White Bone Divine Monarch that Liang Xingyang was looking for was suddenly hung above the entrance portal, his arms outstretched, his legs together, and a big cross was formed, and his whole body was wrapped in arm-thick chains, and his hands, feet, and necks were also locked with stainless steel with runes.

More than a dozen zhang away, Liang Xingyang could feel the heavy evil qi released from this skeleton!

There are more than 20 people in this prison hall, many of them are masters, these Fanzi cultivation methods are different from the immortal way, they are all from the martial arts into the Tao, the best of the best, and then transferred to the Shinto, after everyone becomes an official, with the blessing of dragon energy, a powerful punch can crush the cultivator's Yuan Shen.

Liang Xingyang secretly pondered that if he wanted to get rid of the bones, he had to transfer these people, and if he wanted to transfer them, he would have to create a mess.

It's not that hard!

There were many lamps lit in the prison, including gauze lamps placed on the table, palace lamps hanging from the ceiling, and candles inserted in the red sky.

Between the lamp and the lamp, the light is interconnected and integrated, he uses the Great Light Seal with the Xuanmen authentic heart method, and the Yuan Shen Dharma Body flies from one lamp to another, and the best thing is that his Yuan Shen manifests through the light, gathers into a human form, scatters and does not light, dissipates on this lamp, and then appears from another lamp, and acts silently, without a shadow and invisible, and the people in the cell are not aware of it.

He thought that if the warden had the determination, he could let the guards and jailers be in their own way, guard the cells, come in and kill one by one, and then let the people outside calmly put out the fire, and with the fire, naturally more people would come to save it.

Therefore, he decided to do something in the cell, the prison does not want to dungeon, the prisoners here are all ministers of the court, and even a high-ranking official, many of whom are full of peach and plum, some have committed serious crimes, some are just impeached by their opponents, come in and live for a few days, are reprimanded by the emperor, and can continue to be officials when they go out, no matter what, he thinks that the officials of the prison will not allow so many officials to be burned to death in the cell because of an accident.