"Demon Prison Hall, how did you get to such a place?" Cheng Ziming was looking at a plaque on the wall with a stunned expression. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he followed the path pointed by the golden retriever thin monkey and came all the way here.

In front of him is a wide round moon gate, the doorway is a fence made of fine iron, and under the door is a black and green bull demon, with a cow face and horns on his head. The demon held a big knife in his arms, leaned against the fence gate, and slept soundly, letting out bursts of earth-shattering snoring.

Cheng Ziming cautiously approached the fence gate, and looked carefully into the door through the gap between the fences. I saw that the inside was very large, and the ground was full of large and small iron cages, the large cages were five or six stories high, and the small ones were more than half a person high. In each cage, there is a demon beast, or irritable walking around, or sleeping, or stupid in a daze, the types of monsters are also varied, birds and beasts, everything.

Cheng Ziming looked confused and muttered to himself: "This is ...... What the hell is this place?"

"It's prison!" There was a sudden dull sound beside him, and Cheng Ziming hurriedly took a few steps back and turned around to look. It turned out that the bull demon woke up. He straightened up, rubbed his eyes, and said, "This is the prison where the demon clan death row prisoners are held. All demon clans who have committed capital crimes can choose to serve in this temple 'Demon Prison Hall', and the capital crime can be exempted, but they have to sell themselves to the temple spirit disciples and become spirit beasts of the spirit disciples. Hehe, it's hard to choose whether it's a good death or a good life. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming raised his eyebrows: "You mean, you can choose a spirit beast from these cages?"

"No, it is necessary!" the bull demon stretched: "Before entering the small realm, all spirit disciples must choose a spirit beast. You humans are so cunning, don't send a demon to keep an eye on you, how can the Demon Emperor rest assured?"

The bull demon said as he stood up slowly. Only then did Cheng Ziming realize that this demon was very tall, and his chest and upper arms muscles were strong, and he really looked like a prison boss. The bull demon said again: "But you don't have to worry, you will sign a 'spirit contract' before recognizing the spirit beast, and if you die, the spirit beast will also die." So the spirit beast will definitely not harm you. ”

Cheng Ziming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly observed the bull demon, and saw that he was in good spirits and seemed to be in a good mood, so he said: "With so many imprisoned demon clans, I am afraid it will be difficult to choose a spirit beast that fits you." Do you have any tips?"

"What's this?" The bull demon stared at the sky with round eyes, and thought for a while: "I heard that there is a rumor among human immortal cultivators, saying that if you choose a spirit animal, if your own strength is strong, choose an honest and obedient one, what kind of spirit bird, spirit worm, you are stupid and brainless." If your own strength is too weak, choose a powerful demon beast, what giant rhino, poisonous python, are the main ones who harm one side. ”

"Thank you very much. Cheng Ziming nodded lightly when he heard this, frowned, clasped his hands together and rubbed them.

"There is a wooden sign hanging at the door of each cage, which reads the bloodline and origin of the demon beast. There are also cell watchers inside, so go in and ask them. As he spoke, the bull demon had already opened the fence gate and pushed open the small crack that one person could enter. Cheng Ziming then walked in sideways.

Three days later, Cheng Ziming appeared at the door again, but at this time, he was followed by a leopard with markings all over his body, a big round face like a cat, plush ears erected, golden eyes staring round, lazily pacing, and his tail flicking around restlessly. Although it belongs to the category of fierce beasts in terms of breed, it doesn't look vicious at all, but has a sense of cuteness.

"Ahh

When Cheng Ziming saw that it was this cell boss again, he couldn't help but be slightly amused, and said with a smile: "This guy is very good!"

"What's good?" the bull demon glared: "This leopard has been locked up for a year, and no one has wanted it!" The cultivation is mediocre, the breed is average, it is said to be a fierce beast, and its strength is not as good as that of a lion or a tiger. In terms of brains, he is not stupid, far less than those birds and insects who are easy to fiddle with. Even if he is compared to his own race, he is delicious, sleepy, and the least motivated ......"

"Huh?" the leopard was stunned for a moment, and finally blew up his hair, and scolded: "Ahh What kind of bloodline is your cow, and what kind of cultivation are you?"

Cheng Ziming smiled bitterly in his heart, according to the level, the cultivation of demon beasts can be divided into Gathering Spirits, Condensing Pills, Enlightening Wisdom and Transformation, which correspond to the cultivation levels of human immortal cultivators, such as Qi refining, foundation building, knotting Dan and Yuan Ying. This leopard is the sixth layer of spirit gathering, which is equivalent to the level of the sixth layer of qi refining of human immortal cultivators, but it is far stronger than the cultivation of Cheng Ziming, the third layer of qi refining.

However, the thought of selecting the spirit beast took three days, and Cheng Ziming was unwilling to cause more trouble, so as not to delay more time. He hurriedly scooped up the leopard, carried it on his shoulder, turned around and left. The leopard struggled a few times, and then became honest, but his mouth was not idle, and he still chattered, muttering about the glorious history of the past.

The soft fur of the leopard rubbed against Cheng Ziming's neck. Cheng Ziming only felt a tingling in his shoulders, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart that the leopard had eaten too much and was dead. Thinking that it had taken so much time to finally find a spirit beast that suited his heart, he finally didn't waste time in vain. After all, the selection of spirit animals is a very important decision, and it is necessary to be cautious and careful. Now the only worry in Cheng Ziming's heart is his relatives who are injured, and he silently said in his heart: Uncle Hao, if you persist for a few more days, I will definitely bring Zifeng Grass back to treat you.

After a few turns, Cheng Ziming finally came to the door of the main hall. He didn't have time to take a closer look at the main hall, and he hurried into the main entrance, only to see a huge curtain of light erected at the end of the majestic hall. The hazy golden aura flowed on the surface of the light curtain like flowing water, and the aura on the light curtain overflowed as if it would splash out at any time.

"Come in, get in!" a round and white pig demon greeted him, and complained as he walked slowly, "Why are you here so late? What are you stunned about, why don't you hurry up and enter the small world?"

"Huh?" Cheng Ziming carried the leopard and froze in place.

"New spirit disciple?" the pig demon suddenly understood, and hurriedly pointed to the light curtain and said, "That's the portal, go in directly......"

Cheng Ziming hurriedly jumped over, and rushed directly towards the light curtain, and the shout of the pig demon came from behind him: "Time in the small world is different from ours——"

There was a ripple on the light curtain, and Cheng Ziming carried the leopard and plunged into it.

After a period of dizziness, Cheng Ziming suddenly felt a chill around him, gusts of cold wind blew on his body, and the temperature of the air dropped suddenly. At the same time, the holy card in the divine consciousness suddenly shook, and a message came. Cheng Ziming knew that this was the mission of the temple, and hurriedly pondered this information carefully.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that I was surrounded by hills, and the ground was covered with waist-high dead grass. There was no one else around, except for the leopard running happily across the meadow. As far as the eye could see, the distance seemed to be a forest, the sky was gray, and the dark clouds drifting from the horizon were accumulating thicker and thicker. On the eastern horizon, a few rays of dawn shimmered through the clouds, and a bleak red sun was rising, and it turned out to be sunrise.

"Sure enough, the time of the small world is different from the outside world. Cheng Ziming nodded lightly. He remembered that before he passed through the portal, it was already past noon in the temple.

"Hey, you're waiting for me!" Seeing the leopard jumping and running farther and farther, and in a blink of an eye, it turned over the hill and disappeared, Cheng Ziming hurriedly shouted and chased after him.

It is said that the leopard was running happily, and in the rapid advance, he suddenly heard Cheng Ziming's voice. His speed didn't slow down in the slightest, but he couldn't help but look back.

"Do you want to wait for him?" the leopard was hesitating, when suddenly his feet struck, his body lost his balance in the air, and he stumbled to the ground. However, he is not a spirit leopard of the wind attribute, and almost at the moment when he lost his balance, the leopard was suddenly wrapped in a fresh wind, blowing the fur on his body into a fluttering and agile manner. With the help of the wind, the leopard forcibly twisted its body in the air, and at the moment of landing, it turned its crooked body over, landed on all four paws, and slid a few steps on the grass before stopping.

"Phew, what's that?" the leopard pouted and shook its head.

It turned out that what stumbled him was a tall bluestone. In fact, the leopard could have crossed over the bluestone, but when he heard Cheng Ziming's shout, he was distracted and jumped lower, and he just tripped over the bluestone. The leopard stared at the round eyes and came closer, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

The stone seems to have been erected here for many years, and the top of the stone has weathered and cracked. Underneath the stone, an old vine with the thickness of a wrist is entwined, and the lush vine leaves cover the bottom of the bluestone. Bizarrely, the surface of the bluestone seems to have been deliberately polished into a smooth plane, and then a few paragraphs of text were scribbled:

He was stunned and struggled silently, trying to reach for me......

I was speechless. He fell backwards suddenly, fell into the darkness, and vanished......

In the scream, I heard your desolate laughter: "This is a trap at all—— they are coming, remember what you said, die and die together!"

I hold your hand tightly, cold as ice, my heart is frozen, and my body trembles. Where is my talisman? Where is my life-saving talisman? A light is lit in the night, and my hope is ......."

The place where the bluestone stood silently was the bottom of the hill, facing a large barren meadow, and the ground was full of old vines scattered in all directions except for the dead grass. I don't know who stayed in this inaccessible place a few years ago, and carved such a large piece of text on this big bluestone with a sharp weapon. Now the bluestone is weathered and cracked at the top, and the vines are entwined below, and a large part of the narrative has been lost, leaving a few words without beginning and tail, also covered with mud, and the strokes have been blurred.

"This is—" The leopard looked at it hesitantly, "human writing? don't recognize ......"

The leopard raised his head and saw Cheng Ziming who was hurrying over, his round eyes narrowed, and he slapped his claws on the bluestone, directly shaking the bluestone into several large pieces. muttered: "Break the stone, dare to mess with me?"

"It caused the king to fall and almost broke his claws. Cut!" The leopard turned its head and ran off into the distance again.

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