With a wave of his hand, Lu Zhanbo escorted the three of them to the location of the three (diàn) cells.

At this time, in the sky, Hades looked at the dozen or so people in the distance and said to the air.

"I thought you were going to beg me (qíng) to let the young man go. ”

On the contrary, the poor monk wanted to hone the fellow's Xi (xìng), and it could be seen that he was a little complacent. ”

"Oh?"

Hades was a little surprised, "It's not like your style." ”

"The Buddha said: Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change. ”

A large passage of Buddha was spoken, which made Hades a little impatient.

"The poor monk could see that there was a lot of karma on his (shēn), and that many people died because of him. As a fellow countryman, the poor monk didn't want him to go astray. ”

"So that's the fundamental reason why you gave him the Six-Character Mantra Secret Technique?"

Hades said a word, which made the Jizo King Bodhisattva a little overwhelmed.

"Yes!"

King Jizo made a Buddhist prayer and wanted to leave, but he stopped.

"Does the Immortal intend to imprison him until the army of strangers comes?"

Hades shrugged and said.

"If he has the ability, he can escape by himself, as long as he can come out on his own, I will not pursue it, and neither will King Pingkou. ”

Hades's implication is the same, King Jizo should not make a secret move.

After all, with the strength of his realm, if he wants to make a secret move, even if this is the home of the Hades, he may not be able to detect it.

"That's great!"

King Jizo gave a strange smile as he left, and then left with a shēn, leaving Hades puzzled.

At this time, within the sphere of influence of King San (diàn) Pingko, a huge prison stood on the ground.

The prison has three floors, except that the third floor of the prison is one above ground level, and the remaining two floors are underground.

Lu Zhanbo led more than a dozen people to the outskirts of the prison.

There are many (yīn) soldiers guarding the outermost periphery, all of them are strong, the weakest ones have the late stage of the Tribulation, and the strongest ones have reached the late stage of the terrifying Mahayana, which is even stronger than Lu Zhanbo.

However, such a powerful soldier is the captain of the prison, and all the soldiers in the entire prison are under his jurisdiction, and even Lu Zhanbo (shēn) has no right to transfer the prison warden.

"Warden!"

(yīn) Captain Bow his hand.

This man's name was Ji Lixuan, and he was the captain of the (yīn) soldiers recruited by King Pingkou more than 30,000 years ago.

"Captain Ji, I'm tired!"

Lu Zhanbo waved his hand, and fifteen mid-Mahayana (yīn) soldiers escorted Yang Fan and the three of them up.

"It's okay, where are these three people placed?"

As the prison warden, Lu Zhanbo has the right to decide where people who have not committed serious crimes are held.

"The third floor! These three are locked up in an adjoining cell. ”

Lu Zhanbo thought about it and looked at the three of them with a joke in his eyes.

"Yes!"

With a wave of his hand, Ji Lixuan stepped forward and took the three early Mahayana soldiers next to him (shēn) to take three of them from the fifteen (yīn) soldiers, and then walked into the prison.

The two groups of soldiers (yīn) belonged to different groups, so naturally they could not enter the prison.

"Farewell!"

Prison Warden Lu Zhanbo clenched his fists and then led fifteen (yīn) soldiers to leave.

At this time, on the third floor of the prison, Yang Fan and the three of them were taken to a very dim place in the surrounding environment. There is not much space around, with cells on both sides and a corridor in the middle.

A cell is not large, only about twenty square meters, and there is only one person in each cell, no more and no less.

The three mid-Mahayana (yīn) soldiers came to the three cells, pinched a complex set of magic tricks, and finally took out the token from their waists and placed it in the eye of the formation on the door of the cell.

Yang Fan took a look and was surprised to find that there was a formation outside the cell in front of him, the level of the formation was not high, only level four, and ordinary people could not break it at all. Therefore, if a prisoner who has been cultivated by (jìn) is forced to rely on brute force, it is impossible to come out.

In addition, this formation also has the effect of stripping away the aura, so that the prisoners who have been cultivated by (jìn) cannot use the aura to cultivate inside.

Squeak!

The cell was opened, Yang Fan and the three were retreated in, and the three (yīn) soldiers pinched a handprint, and the formation in the cell was activated.

The style of the cell is similar to that of ancient wood, with a dozen pieces of wood standing here, and the distance between the two is only a dozen centimeters, and the distance between the two cells is only a fist-thick piece of wood.

The cells are very simple, there is only one chuáng, the floor is clean, and there are no toilets.

After all, there is no need for convenience or food for ghost cultivation, and there is no need to enter the valley when the foundation is built.

"What are you looking at?"

It was Dong Genji who spoke, and he was between the cells of Yang Fan and Yu Binhong.

Seeing Yang Fan's malicious gaze, he was suddenly furious and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hehe, you will feel good in the future. ”

Yang Fan smiled and did not get angry.

"Hmph, it's hard to get out when you get here, you mean you want to go out to me?

I think that the owner of the Tai Sui Building is now a prisoner of the stairs, and he will definitely be laughed at if he spreads it.

But he wasn't worried, because someone would soon pay to bail him out.

Yang Fan shook his head and looked to the left, where an old man was locked up in the cell next door. The old man was dressed in gray clothes, his head bowed, motionless, and dirty (shēn), as if he had died.

Even Yang Fan didn't raise his head to look at it when the three of them were locked in.

"Uncle?"

Yang Fan screamed, but the old man still didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up and set his eyes on the fourth-level formation on the cell.

The fourth-level formation is not too difficult for Yang Fan, mainly because now his strength is almost blocked by (jìn), and it is difficult to crack the remaining bit of strength.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan sat on the chuáng, intending to cultivate the Nine Heavens Soul Refining Decision.

I silently recited the Fa in my heart, but after a long time, I still didn't see him enter the cultivation state.

Just as Yang Fan was resuming his cultivation, the motionless old man in the cell next door suddenly spoke.

"Give up, young man. Here, it is not possible to practice any exercises, including the cultivation of soul exercises. ”

Yang Fan looked at it, and saw that the old man had already sat up, his long hair was scattered, unkempt, and Yang Fan could even smell a sour smell.

"Why?"

Yang Fan can't see through the strength of the old man, and it is obviously above his full strength.

"Hehe, haven't you found out yet? Your soul is also imprisoned, not even a tenth. However, your divine soul is still (tǐng) strong, and it is still in the Yuan infant period, which is not bad. ”

The old man's words made Yang Fan react, only to realize that his divine soul had been confined to the Yuan Infant Stage by (jìn).

"Seniors are familiar with this place?"

Yang Fan arched his hand.

The old man waved his hand, lay back down, crossed Erlang's legs on (chuáng), and clasped his nostrils with his fingers, leisurely (qíng).

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