Chapter 296: Painting the Ground as a Dungeon

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Lu Shen stopped at the top of a large mountain deep in the East Pavilion.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains under your feet are standing, the sea of clouds is swirling, and there is a sword qi visible to the naked eye floating in the sky and earth, turning into gusts of wind whistling and blowing, the entire sky is covered with a strange gray and white, and there is a muffled thunder in the air from time to time, and the momentum is extremely dignified and depressing.

This is the Three Thousand Amazing God Array, unlike the four pavilions outside, the sword qi suppression here is obviously stronger, compared to this, the sword pressure at the top of the Sword Shrine Mountain is nothing at all.

Lu Shen felt this familiar air pressure, paused for a moment, and then opened his eyes and looked deeper.

The center surrounded by countless mountains was divided into a huge space, and there were eighteen peaks in it, and the peaks were hollow, and inside were countless cages wrapped in layers of prohibitions.

The eighteen peaks are the core of the Sword Prison.

As I have learned before, as the name suggests, there are a lot of demons locked up inside.

The demons of the Endless Demon Domain, the demons of the Eternal Barbarian Wilderness, in addition, there are also some Terran powerhouses who have committed heinous sins in the Small Bottle Continent and the entire continent on the path of begging.

There are three thousand terrifying arrays in the sky, and there are even more powerful formations in the mountain peaks, and the two heaven and earth arrays have the reputation of the Sword Prison, looking at the past three thousand years, there are almost few people who can come here with the consent of the master.

Lu Shen watched quietly for a while, his figure disappeared, and in an instant, he passed through countless sword qi barriers and appeared in the pavement between the eighteen peaks.

Looking at the countless strong breaths that leaked out from time to time in the peak, Lu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly.

The reason why I came here was simply to take a look, and at the same time, this was also what Liu Ziyang meant, since he was a disciple of the East Pavilion, it was natural to understand the core of the Sword Pavilion.

No matter what Liu Ziyang really thinks in his heart, it just coincides with Lu Shen's thoughts.

When Lu Shen appeared here to take a look, there was a whisper between the peaks, chattering, cold and frightening, like a mouse hiding in the shadows and not seeing the light of day.

"After so many years, except for Liu Ziyang and that bastard, there are finally people again. ”

"What a pure sword qi, such a handsome skin. ”

"This is the afterlife.... Could it be that Liu Ziyang turned into a Taoist, this kid is the future master of the Sword Pavilion?"

"Hahahaha, after all, he's just a hairy boy, and I really want to suck his spiritual sea alive. ”

Lu Shen walked between the peaks, and there were constantly figures on both sides revealing from the cage, all of which were humanoid incarnations with sunken skins and extremely dry spirits, mostly old people, and occasionally teenagers and middle-aged charming women with graceful demeanor revealed their bodies from the cage, spring, crying, extremely sultry.

It's a pity that Lu Shen didn't stop from beginning to end, his face was dry and boneless, and he could see through his real body at a glance, without the slightest wave at all.

As I walked more and more towards the peak, there were more and more whispers on both sides, faster and faster, and in the end I couldn't hear what was said at all, but I just remembered that it was like a rhythm, extremely harsh, and subconsciously made people's hearts beat faster.

Immediately afterwards, this sound began to echo among the mountain peaks, like a bell, covering the sky and the sun, and Lu Shen was the only beast trapped between the mountain peaks.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Shen found that the road leading to the cap was blocked by clouds and mist, so he stopped halfway and frowned slightly.

"Noise. ”

As soon as the words fell, a ray of brilliance bloomed in the center of his eyebrows, and the breath of the innate sword fetus exploded from the flat ground, like a wisp

The barrier shook the noise open in an overbearing way, and the entire mountain was instantly silent.

"Born with a sword fetus....." a whisper of amazement came from one of the cages.

The rest of the people didn't know what was going on and fell silent.

Lu Shen looked ahead, and as those strange noises disappeared, as if the clouds were cleared and the water fell out, the peak naturally appeared in his eyes.

Lu Shen's straight eyebrows were slightly raised, obviously a little surprised.

Because on the top of the peak stood a young man in a green robe, and there were countless chessboards and sand tables on both sides of the peak, densely packed, and many of them had been damaged.

The young man's face looked very young, his eyes were also very immature, and the only thing that was a little disobedient was that there were two delicate mustaches above his lips, so he looked a little nondescript, and at the same time he carried a ..... engraved with a gossip array on his back Huge pot lid.

Lu Shen took a look at it twice, and confirmed that it really looked like a pot lid, and the pot lid was two circles larger than the young man's entire body, so he couldn't help but smile, as if he remembered something.

"What are you laughing at. ”

The young man with the pot lid frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Lu Shen's failure to answer his question, and the extremely mocking smile he also revealed.

Lu Shen said calmly: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just remembered an old man, who looked as interesting as you." ”

"Oh, so you didn't laugh at me..."

The boy with the pot lid nodded thoughtfully, but suddenly scratched his head again.

Wait, something doesn't seem right?

Lu Shen didn't give the young man a chance to think again, and said, "My name is Lu Shen, and I'm from the East Pavilion. ”

"I know you, you are an apprentice of the Immortal Liu Paw Sect. ”

The boy with the pot lid seemed to be very innocent in communicating with people, and he was instantly brought over by this topic, and nodded: "Occasionally, I also secretly listen to the voices outside, so I am very familiar with this name." ”

Lu Shen glanced up and down, stood at the top of the peak, and asked casually, "I didn't expect that the main formation who controlled the Sword Hell Great Array and some of the Three Thousand Amazing God Arrays turned out to be..." Demon clan, aren't you afraid that the Endless Demon Domain will scold you?"

The master of the Sword Prison, or that array mage, has always been the most mysterious existence in the Sword Pavilion, with the power to guard the Sword Domain and part of the Three Thousand Sword Formation.

Once Lu Shen was imprisoned in the peak by the West Pavilion, he had felt the prohibition of the formation left by this formation mage, so he had always had the intention of meeting him.

It's just that as he said.... I didn't expect it to be the clan in the demon domain.

Hearing this, the young man with the pot lid glanced at Lu Shen with some surprise, and then explained seriously: "I grew up here since I was a child, and my master was the last main formation of the Sword Prison, and the Nine Boat Masters said that as long as I stay here for three hundred years, and then accept a disciple to teach him the formation, I can return to the Demon Realm to live." ”

The Nine Boats Sect Leader was the last Sect Leader, but he had passed away a hundred years ago.

According to the young man's words at this moment, it only proved that he had lived for hundreds of years at the very least, but it was obviously inconceivable that he could maintain such a young body in the entire cultivation world.

It's just that Lu Shen didn't have the slightest surprise, glanced at him and asked, "It seems that you are a little nervous about this matter?"

The young man with the pot lid said meticulously: "I'm afraid that you will misunderstand me, if you misunderstand me, then it will be difficult for me." ”

Lu Shen looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and said with a smile: "Then you must not have gone out, if you go out and stay for a long time, you will not go again."

Say these things. ”

"Why?" the boy scratched his head.

Lu Shen put his hands behind his shoulders, squinted his eyes and said softly: "The truth in the world doesn't make sense, the explanation doesn't make the slightest sense, not everyone can understand your truth, because not everyone is human." ”

"That's funny, hehe. The pot lid boy smiled innocently.

Lu Shen looked quietly into the distance, but did not speak again.

Regarding the so-called three-hundred-year agreement, in fact, part of the understanding of the Three Thousand Shocking God Array, as well as the operation and cracking methods of the Sword Prison Great Array, no matter which sect it is placed in, it is impossible to hand it over easily.

Taking a step back, even if the Sword Pavilion had this kind intention and was willing to let a powerful array mage who understood the Sword Pavilion return to the Demon Domain, it would inevitably go through countless calculations and games with the Demon Clan.

And fooling a simple demon clan is really a simple thing for the Sword Pavilion.

The corners of Lu Shen's mouth curled slightly, for some reason, he also had a hint of kindness and care for the demon clan boy in front of him, and then asked: "Little pot lid, you have been here for a hundred years, if you don't work here, will the Sword Pavilion still force you?"

"I don't call it a small pot lid, I call it a painting prison. ”

The young man with the pot lid explained seriously, and then revealed a rather proud look, raised his chin slightly, and said: "My master and Jiuzhou Sect Master have both said that my understanding of the formation is one in ten thousand, and I am the legendary genius of the formation! Since the master has such great expectations for me, I will definitely not let him down!"

The boy has been here for hundreds of years, and he has never stepped out of this sword prison, and he has never paid attention to those prisoners in the prison, so his heart is actually blank like a blank piece of paper, and now it is difficult for someone to take the initiative to reach the top and talk to him, which is an extremely rare thing.

Lu Shen glanced at him, he didn't know why the corners of his mouth curled, but he didn't say anything more.

The formation is another rule comprehension of the aura of heaven and earth, which was founded by the human race, and in the continent, only the comprehension of the human race is unique.

Whether it is the demon race or the barbarian ancient demon, the level of comprehension is not as fast as the human race.

If the demon race has a formation mage that is more powerful than the human race, there is only one additional situation, and that is the length of life.

If the lifespan is to a point that is long, then it can naturally eliminate the natural gap between the human race and the demon race's comprehension of the formation.

In other words, to this extent, it is indeed the most suitable existence for learning formations.

Because.... Their clan can be regarded as the longest-lived existence even among the demon clan.

The Jiuzhou Zhenren who had passed away in the Sword Pavilion thought that it was with this in mind that he would spend a lot of effort to bring one of the descendants back to the Sword Pavilion.

Although this move has maintained the safety of the Sword Pavilion and the entire Small Bottle Continent, it is a pity.... For the boy with the pot lid, this is a not-so-rosy truth.

Draw a prison.

Draw the ground as a dungeon.

can take this name, which may indicate that the Jiuzhou Zhenren who named him back then had a deep apology in his heart.

"What's wrong? You don't believe it? I don't brag. ”

Seeing that Lu Shen didn't speak, he drew his hands around his chest and snorted twice.

Lu Shen subconsciously put his hand on top of the young man's head, smiled and sighed: "It's nothing, I just think your name is a bit interesting." “

The painting fox asked, "That's it?"

Lu Shen remembered the dialect of the Demon Suppression City that Yuan Sanjian had spoken at the beginning, and smiled: "If there is anything else, it is your master and the master.... It's really a trick. ”