After negotiating the ransom, Mrs. Yang moved quickly, and in just two or two incense sticks, she brought spirit stones and resources worth two thousand spirit stones.

Among them, there are 1,000 spirit stones, and the other 1,000 spirit stones are replaced by a magic weapon with nine forbidden laws.

The magic weapon is called the spiritual fire gourd, there is a kind of spiritual fire called white spirit flame in the gourd, after the magic weapon, it can spew out the spiritual fire from the gourd, and it can usually add various flames to the gourd to increase the power, which is a good attack magic weapon.

After refining the magic weapon, Yang Xuan was quite satisfied with this magic weapon, because he had been in Huangfeng Mountain for a long time, so far, there were only two magic weapons in his hand, one for attack and one for defense, of which the defensive magic weapon only had seven legal prohibitions, which was considered the inferior grade of the magic weapon.

Now there is another weapon to protect the way, which allows him to go out in the future, or to participate in the battle to make meritorious contributions and seek fiefdoms, and the security is greatly increased.

"Xuan'er, look, Qian'er ......"

Watching Yang Xuan refine the magic weapon with her own eyes, a trace of pain flashed on Mrs. Yang's face, this spiritual fire gourd was a magic weapon she had sought for Yang Qian, and she wanted to use it as a protective weapon after her son broke through the foundation, but now it could only be converted to Yang Xuan at an unreasonable price, which made her feel a lot of pain.

This is a possession of nine law prohibitions, and if you add one more, you can become a medium-grade magic weapon, in the market, it is worth at least 1,500 spirit stones, and now if it is folded to Yang Xuan, it will directly lose nearly 500.

"Don't worry, I'm not a man who breaks my word, I'll go and release my godbrother."

Yang Xuan, who was in a happy mood, didn't care about Mrs. Yang's impatience, hung the magic weapon on his waist, and then took the lead in the direction of the dungeon.

Although Mrs. Yang wanted to follow, in order to avoid misunderstanding Yang Huaiyun, thinking that she was threatening Yang Xuan to release people, she could only go back.

Yang Xuan walked through several courtyards all the way, and after a while, he came to a courtyard built on a mountain.

Coming here, there are fewer guards patrolling and defending.

There's no way, this is a world of cultivating immortals, and there are so many spells to change your appearance, in order to prevent someone from robbing the prison, it's normal to be strict with the check.

"Second Young Master!"

As soon as he sent the guards outside the courtyard and entered the courtyard, a strong man who was almost two meters tall, dressed in pitch-black armor, and exuded a strong bloody aura all over his body, walked over from the guard pavilion next to the dungeon.

Feeling the breath of this person, Yang Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyes.

"You are an innate martial artist, why do you deign to guard the prison here? Could it be that my Dao soldiers in Huangfeng Mountain have reached this point of luxury, and even innate martial artists can't be reused? ”

Martial artist, this is also a major feature of "Cultivating Immortals", it is said that the martial arts path is created by the Immortal Court according to the powerful flesh of the Wu clan.

No more than a monk needs a spiritual root, and the martial arts can be practiced by anyone, so all large and small families will form an army dominated by warriors, and this army is intended to protect the Tao, so it is generally called a Taoist soldier.

And the innate martial artist is the second level of the martial artist, corresponding to the foundation building monk.

"Second Young Master Qiyu, his subordinates made a big mistake, so they were driven out of the Taoist team!"

After the strong man heard Yang Xuan's words, his eyes darkened, and he bowed.

"Hmm!"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan nodded, continued to walk towards the dungeon, and after walking a few steps, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned around and asked:

"What's your name?"

"Subordinate Brute!"

The strong man replied with a hum.

Hearing this name, Yang Xuan couldn't help but look at him twice, brute bull, although the name is earthy, it is really appropriate.

"Come with me! Take me to see my poor third brother. ”

"Yes!"

……

Inside a dark, damp cave dungeon.

The mixture of moans added to the gloomy dungeon.

"A few days ago, we, Huangfeng Mountain, united with Qingxi Island in the north, and attacked a demon clan den together, and these demon clans were captured from there.

Because the slave seal has not yet been planted, it is temporarily imprisoned here. ”

Seeing that Yang Xuan seemed to be interested in these half-beast and half-human demon clans in the dungeon, the brute bull who had been following him explained.

Yang Xuan nodded and asked, "Why are they all demon clans?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xuan's heart froze, and he asked the wrong thing.

You must know that for the immortal cultivation clan, except for the alien race will be imprisoned and planted as a slave seal as a drive, the human race will generally not be imprisoned.

Because the clan treats the enemies of the same human race, there are generally only two results, if it is the clan, then pay the ransom within a limited time, if not, or can't pay the ransom, then kill!

And because of the clan, they are generally not locked up in the dungeon, but are kept in the courtyard to guard them.

Therefore, when Yang Xuan asked this, it seemed a little flawed.

But fortunately, the brute bull didn't realize that Yang Xuan was asking about the human race, he thought he was asking about other foreign races.

"Second Young Master, except for the demon clan in our Fuyao County, there are usually few other races in Fuyao County, so you can't see other races here."

"Oh!"

Yang Xuan nodded, afraid that saying childish things again would arouse suspicion, so he simply stopped talking and asked the brute bull to speed up and take him to the place where Yang Gan was being held.

After a while, Yang Xuan came to the place where Yang Qian was being held.

Seeing the scene in the cell, Yang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head.

The suffering of detention is clearly just talk.

After all, he is the son of the feudal lord, although Yang Huaiyun, the master, gave the order to be imprisoned, but the guards who carried out it were not brainless.

After all, it is the son of the head of the family, if they accidentally hang up, they are the unlucky.

I saw that in the originally gloomy cell, a few night pearls were carved into the stone wall, the damp ground was covered with a layer of luxurious carpet, and a large bed that looked very luxurious was framed in the corner of the cell.

Yang Gan, who was supposed to suffer here, was eating delicious food and drinking wine in the company of several glamorous maids.

If it weren't for his mantle of hair and the eerie space of the dungeon, it would be difficult to associate him with the suffering of captivity, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he came here to enjoy the blessings.

Seeing Yang Xuan and Manniu coming over, the two guards who were guarding outside the cell instantly became embarrassed. Taking care of this young master, but offending another young master, is obviously not a good choice.

Yang Qian has a wife and mother, and she is indeed very powerful in Huangfeng Mountain.

But Yang Xuan, the young master, is not a weak and incompetent young master, his own brother is the heir of Huang Fengshan, and his sister is married to a big family.

With these two coverings, his power itself is not weak.

Now, he himself has become the third foundation building monk in Huang Feng Mountain, adding another heavy bet to the already dominant camp.

In this case, even if Mrs. Yang and the other lady can blow the wind on the pillow, it is obvious that they will not be able to shake Yang Xuan's status.

After all, this is a foundation monk.

"Second Young Master, you're here!"

The two guards silently wiped their sweat and cautiously flattered.

Yang Xuan ignored them, and he didn't plan to pursue this kind of little person's survival in the cracks.

"Godbrother, it seems that being imprisoned is exactly what you want! You don't need to practice, you can have fun! Originally, I said to let you out, but it seems that I wanted to do it, so you shouldn't want to come out. ”

Yang Xuan asked Manniu to open the cell door and walked in with a shake of his head.

"Yang Xuan, you are less hypocritical, I tell you, wait for me to go out......"

Seeing Yang Xuan, Yang Gan, who was originally sitting on the ground, immediately stood up and pointed at Yang Xuan with an arrogant face, but before he finished speaking, he felt that his whole person flew up for no reason.

And the culprit is Yang Xuan on the other side.

Yang Xuan, who used a spell to suspend Yang Gan's whole person in mid-air, plucked out his ears and asked with a smile:

"What do you say? What are you going to do when you just say it? ”

"Did you break through the foundation?"

Yang Qian struggled twice in mid-air, and suddenly said in shock.

"And thank you to my dear brother! If it weren't for you, how could I break through on the edge of life and death.

I can't thank you enough! ”

In the second half of the sentence, Yang Xuan's tone suddenly became extremely cold, and then with a slight wave of his right hand, Yang Qian in the air suddenly flew out, and his head hit the wall directly.

"Oops!"

He heard a scream, and he fainted instantly.

"Something that doesn't make a waste!"

"Carry him out and call his wife, and if my father asks, he will say that I forgive this waste!"

With a low curse, Yang Xuan instructed the two guards and the maid.