Chapter 305

Duke Lu is ready.

He told his Majesty the divine emperor about this matter and decided to become the most diligent official from today. He sat in Taichang temple and drank tea every day.

At the same time, he asked his son Lu Ming for a job in Nanhe Prefecture for a term of three years.

Three years later, if there is no problem and Jing Jiu comes back, Lu Ming can return to Chaoge city. Otherwise, he will directly invest in Qingshan through his family relationship.

Duke Lu picked up the tea bowl again and glanced out of the house without trace.

The car covered in black cloth has disappeared.

He sighed in his heart, hoping that everything would be all right.

The car covered with black cloth came to the depths of Taichang temple, passed through a bamboo forest and continued along the straight road.

The straight road is paved with pebbles, and the wheels roll on it to make a rattling sound.

The sound grew louder, because the straight road gradually tilted, turned into a gentle slope, and finally entered the ground.

The officials here wear black official clothes with a dragon claw painted on them. They look very powerful and obviously do not belong to Taichang temple.

Several officials chained the car to a stone wall.

Exquisite immortal clouds are carved on the stone wall. I don't know which sect's founder is.

The light suddenly darkened and everything around it was dark.

The car sank slowly into the ground, like an animal in the mud, silent but soul stirring.

More and more to the bottom of the earth, the smell around is getting colder and colder, and I can no longer see any light and darkness.

After about ten seconds, the wheel fell to the ground and made a light noise.

Well nine sat in the car, feeling the cold atmosphere and endless darkness around, silently calculating the direction and distance.

If he needs to escape from here in the future, he must remember all the things and details that happened today.

There was a sound outside the car. The wheels should be rolling on the ground. The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of sand and stone, but the weight of the wheels seemed to be too heavy.

With several soft noises, the array attached to the car was released and the locked door was opened.

Even in the absolute darkness, Jing Jiu's sword eye can still help him see enough pictures.

Two puppets appeared in front of the door.

The puppet's body is equipped with a flat plate composed of eight small wheels. Its body is made of the hardest Xuanjin and extremely complex array diagrams are drawn on it. No wonder it is so heavy.

Like the Castle Peak sword prison, the atmosphere here is dark and dirty, and even more prosperous. Even the righteous strong with firm Taoist heart will be invaded here. The light ones will suffer great damage to their Taoist behavior, and the heavy ones will become possessed, and may even be directly controlled by the dark and dirty atmosphere. So like Castle Peak sword prison, there are no humans here.

There are dead dogs in Castle Peak sword prison.

There are puppet guards here.

What the hell is this place?

Chaotian mainland has a place specially responsible for detaining evil sect masters, underworld demons and snow country monsters, that is the famous demon prison.

Everyone knows the existence of Zhenmo prison, even mortals and even three-year-old children, but few people know where Zhenmo prison is.

Even in the orthodox spiritual sects and the imperial court, only a few people know this secret.

Zhenmo prison is Taichang temple.

The specific location is at the bottom of Taichang temple.

The Duke of the kingdom of deer has served as the chief of Taichang temple for many years. Many people only think of nobility. How do you know that this means the absolute trust of the emperor in him.

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Well nine is thinking about what method should be used to leave with the two Xuanjin puppets to look like a prisoner.

Suddenly, he felt a very terrible threat from somewhere far away.

Such terrible pressure must come from the incomparably powerful spirit. Once it falls, it can easily crush or destroy all non-material spiritual existence to the pole.

Even if this spirit is not as good as the one in the deep snow field, the level is not far away.

Jing Jiu didn't look at the place where the road was oppressed and didn't respond, because he had learned a lesson in the snow field at the beginning - he is now just a young green mountain disciple with low level. No matter how strong his spiritual strength is, he can't face such existence, so he must not let the other party find his existence.

He closed his eyes, guarded his heart and let the power fall.

Knowing the sea generated huge waves and rushed wildly around. He became a small boat in the ocean, and all his consciousness sank to the bottom of the sea,

The pressure soon became a hurricane sweeping the world, so he became the soft and silent leaves in the wind, and all his breath went with the wind.

He was like a normal monk, stunned by this power.

The threat gradually moved away, and the existence no longer paid attention to it.

Jing Jiu knew that the other party didn't find himself, nor did he test himself, but every prisoner who entered the demon prison would be baptized by this coercion.

Whether you are a demon of the underworld or an expert of an evil sect, you will basically be abandoned after this level, and your spirit will collapse directly. It will take a long time to wake up.

In this way, the demon prison doesn't have to worry about the most likely escape or suicide when these prisoners are just locked up. This method is very rough, even cruel, but thinking of the man who has endured so many years in Chaoge city... In a sense, it is worse than a dead dog, so Jing Jiu can understand. Two Xuanjin puppets dragged Jing Jiu out of the car and flew in the dark for a long time until they heard a lot of voices. Well nine was locked up in a cell. He opened his eyes, did not feel the surrounding environment of the cell, and looked directly at the outside world. There was no light in the dark demon prison, but countless voices kept ringing in a world like a cliff. The cliffs are full of caves and dangerous arrays. I don't know how many prisoners are being held. This is the first floor of the demon prison. The prisoners are either powerful officials, assassins from the old forest, or elders of evil ways. After bearing the impact of that pressure, some people slowly wake up with time, but many people are still immersed in the broken spiritual world. Those people spoke words that no one could understand, sang songs that no one could understand, and rap for many years. Listening to the sound of tens of thousands of insects gnawing at leaves in the night, the prisoners with weaker willpower are afraid that they will faint. Jingjiu stood in front of the cell door, listening to those voices and feeling calm. Every prisoner in the demon prison will wear a vitality lock. There is a matrix in the cell. The spirit is scattered by the threat, and there is no possibility of escaping. But none of this is a problem for Jing Jiu, because he has two keys and he already knows the array in this cell. He took out the key, untied the vitality lock, untied the array, opened the room door and went into the darkness. The demon prison is now managed by Duke Lu. Naturally, he can't be trapped here, just like the Castle Peak sword prison. His luck has always been good, both in his previous life and this life. But he still had to be cautious, because in the demon prison, the Duke of deer was not the largest, and the emperor was not the largest. He didn't make any sound, no breath, no breath, no heartbeat. He was like a ghost walking in the town demon prison. It is impossible for those prisoners who have sobered up or Xuanjin puppets with extremely sensitive perception to find his existence. In the deepest darkness is a cliff. There are black old vines hanging on the Bank of the cliff. Jingjiu didn't follow the vines, but jumped directly. If someone can see the picture in the dark, he can see his white clothes rising with the wind, like flowers. In fact, his clothes and movements didn't even bring a trace of wind. It's not a flower, it's a cloud. Under the cliff is the second floor of Zhenmo prison. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.