Chapter 4120

Naturally, there was nothing good in the prison, but Jiang Yun wanted to see if the withered grass was really related to the wild people.

At the same time, it was also his temptation to Liu Meng, or to the whole sky.

The secret of Tianwaitian. So far, Jiang Yun just knows that it can lead to the forbidden area, but he doesn't know any other secrets.

However, he believed that Liu Meng, who was robbed and became a centurion, must know more secrets than himself.

Well, if Liu Meng dares to go to the prison alone with himself, it means that Tianwaitian, or the Tibetan elderly association, allows guards to enter the prison at times other than patrol.

Even, they will not monitor everything in every prison all the time.

Of course, it is also possible that Tianwaitian and Tibetan elders will monitor every prison, even Liu Meng doesn't know.

But Jiang Yun couldn't help his doubts. Even if he took some risks, he had to find out whether the withered grass was barren.

If it can be proved that the withered wild grass is really the wasteland pattern of the wasteland family, and it is not the old Tibetan Association and Tianwaitian who deliberately come out to lure people like themselves to take the bait, the significance behind the emergence of this wasteland pattern is even more intriguing.

Liu Meng is also an acute child. Since he has decided to go, he will not delay for a moment. He directly took Jiang Yun and appeared in the prison again.

Standing in the air, Liu Meng asked anxiously, "brother fan, where are the good things hidden?"

After thinking about it last night, Liu Meng really believed Jiang Yun's words and thought that Jiang Yun should have learned about Tianwaitian from where, especially in the area he was responsible for, there were good things hidden.

Otherwise, Jiang Yun chooses to pretend to be who is bad. Why pretend to be a cowardly and incompetent Fan Xiao!

Jiang Yun was not in a hurry. He deliberately turned his head and looked around. His face showed a cautious color and said, "Lord Liu, now I suddenly feel that the good thing could be a trap deliberately arranged by the people above?"

"You say, are they watching us now?"

Seeing Jiang Yun's cautious appearance, Liu Meng showed a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect you to be afraid."

"I thought you were really not afraid of heaven and earth. Even if you were the handsome emperor, you didn't pay attention!"

These days, Liu Meng was suppressed by Jiang Yun. Now he finally found a chance to fight back.

Jiang Yun didn't care about Liu Meng's attitude. He shook his head and said, "forget it. Although things are good, you have to have life to take them."

"If this is really a trap, don't we throw ourselves into the net? When the time comes, not only will things be taken away by others, but we may also become prisoners and be locked up here!"

"Forget it, Lord Liu, just think I haven't said anything. Let's go back!"

"You're afraid of farts!" Liu Meng finally couldn't help shouting, "do you think the people above are so idle?"

"To tell you the truth, the first day was divided into nearly 100 areas. We are responsible for only 1% of the areas."

"Don't mention the great emperor. Even the general of heaven will not be idle to monitor every area with divine consciousness all the time."

"Besides, on the first day of detention, we only held the least guilty prisoners, and they will be released soon."

"Far from it, since I became a centurion, but for hundreds of years, there have been two or three batches of prisoners here."

"In short, put your heart in your stomach. If it's really dangerous, I can't bring you!"

After hearing Liu Meng's words, Jiang Yun's heart couldn't help laughing.

When he asked Liu Meng about Tianwaitian the day before yesterday, he didn't tell himself these news. It was obviously deliberately concealed.

However, now Jiang Yun is too lazy to find Liu Meng's trouble, but thinks quickly in his brain.

It turned out that a heavy sky was divided into nearly 100 regions, that is, nearly 100 separate worlds.

Moreover, the prisoners in this area have changed two or three batches, so the prisoners they see now can't be barbarians.

At this time, Liu Meng opened his mouth again and urged, "brother fan, why are you still stunned? Quickly say, where is the good thing?"

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountains and said, "it's over there. Come with me!"

The voice fell, Jiang Yun had already flown out first, and Liu Meng naturally followed.

After a few breath, Jiang Yun had stood above the withered weeds and looked down again. It was more and more certain that the weeds did form a wasteland pattern!

The barren family, do not cultivate aura, do not practice martial arts, only cultivate barren patterns!

With the barren pattern, they can also use all kinds of techniques. Anyway, most of the Taoist techniques have no effect on them!

Even, with the help of famine patterns, they can make a brand for other creatures, so that other creatures can become famine slaves.

The strength of the wild people depends on the number of wild patterns on their bodies. But the premise of the birth of barren grain is that you must have a barren grain as a seed. However, there are two ways to obtain this seed, one is planted by others for you, and the other is planted by yourself! The former can only become a famine slave, and the latter can really control the power of famine. Jiang Yun's Wasteland patterns are planted and painted by himself, and his wasteland patterns are the most powerful among the wasteland families. Because Jiang Yun's Wasteland pattern is the "wasteland" of the wasteland family! At the moment, Jiang Yun doesn't know the barren lines condensed from this piece of barren grass. However, this is also normal. The famine patterns perceived by each ethnic group of the famine clan are different. Liu Meng also came to Jiang Yun's side and looked down with him. Although he also saw the withered weeds, he turned a blind eye and still asked, "brother fan, where is the thing?" Jiang Yun said faintly: "when I came yesterday, I just felt it roughly. In front of others, I can't find it, so I need to look for the specific location carefully."“ Lord Liu, please take it easy and don't disturb me. " At the same time, Jiang Yun suddenly looked at Liu Meng. There were nine colorful lights in his eyes, which suddenly bloomed and printed in Liu Meng's eyes, making Liu Meng stand in the air as if he had lost his soul. Jiang Yun also ignored Liu Meng, who had fallen into a dream. His body fell from the air, stood among the withered weeds and sat down. Sitting quietly for a moment, Jiang Yun did not notice any special place, nor did he feel the unique power of famine“ Hum! " After a little meditation, the desolate lines that haven't appeared for a long time slowly appeared in the center of Jiang Yun's eyebrows! Since Jiang Yun came into contact with the power of heaven when he was in the lower domain, especially after his strength continued to improve, he almost never used Huang Wen or Huang power again. Because the cultivation realm of Huang Wen is just like Taoism. The most powerful monk of the wild family, Huang Junyan, known by Jiang Yun, is only the realm of the eleventh famine. It is really far from the cultivation realm of the collection of heaven, so it is of little use. With the appearance of the barren lines in Jiang Yun's eyebrows, taking this barren line as the starting point, there was a continuous barren line, which began to spread on Jiang Yun's face and skin, and immediately covered his whole body. The wasteland pattern is still spreading rapidly. It has separated from Jiang Yun's body and spread to the grass under him, and even to the earth below. In fact, Jiang Yun's divine sense has already spread to the earth. There is nothing special except the dark soil. However, Jiang Yun believes that since there are wasteland patterns here and nothing can be seen on the ground, if there is an accident, it can only be in the earth. For a long time, Jiang Yun's Wasteland patterns had almost reached tens of thousands of feet underground. He could no longer spread, and he had to take back the wasteland patterns. But just then, his face suddenly changed. Because their own wasteland patterns have disintegrated silently! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.