The Path Toward Heaven

Lu Guogong is ready.

He accused this matter of His Majesty the Emperor God, determined to become the most diligent official from today, sitting in Taichang Temple every day and drinking tea.

At the same time, he asked Shizi Luming for an errand in Nanhe Prefecture for a term of three years.

Three years later, if nothing goes wrong, and Jiu Jiu returns, then Lu Ming will be able to return to Chaoge City, otherwise he will directly invest in Qingshan through the Gu family.

Lu Guogong raised the tea bowl again and glanced outside without a trace.

The black-covered car has disappeared.

He sighed in his heart, hoping that everything was fine.

The black-covered car came deep into Taichang Temple, passed through a bamboo forest, and continued straight along the straight road.

The straight road was paved with pebbles, and the wheels rolled over it to make a loud noise.

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

The officials here are wearing black official uniforms, with a dragon claw painted on them, and they look quite powerful, obviously not belonging to Taichang Temple.

Several officials chained the car to a stone wall.

The stone wall is carved with exquisite fairy clouds, I don't know which sect's ancestor.

Suddenly the light dimmed, and the surroundings were dark.

The car slowly sank into the ground, like an animal in a quagmire, silent, but thrilling.

As you go down to the ground, the atmosphere around you is getting colder and colder, and you can no longer see any light.

After a few dozen breaths, the wheels fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Jing Jiu sat in the car, feeling the cold atmosphere and endless darkness around him, and silently calculated the position and distance.

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

There is a sound outside the car, the wheels should be rolling against the ground, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of sand and gravel, but the weight of the wheels seems to be too heavy.

With a few beeps, the formation on the car was lifted and the locked door was opened.

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

Two puppets appeared in front of the door.

There is a flat plate composed of eight small wheels underneath the body, and the body is made of the hardest black gold, with extremely complex arrays drawn on it. No wonder it is so heavy.

This place is like the Qingshan Sword Prison. The atmosphere is dark and gloomy, even more prosperous. Even a decent and strong decent person who lives here will be infected. The lighter ones will cause great damage, and the serious ones will go into the devil, and it may even be direct. Directly controlled by those dark and filthy breaths. So like Aoyama Sword Prison, there is no human here.

There are dead dogs in Aoyama sword prison.

There are cricket guards here.

What exactly is this place?

Chaotianda 6 has a place dedicated to detaining evil masters, the underworld demon, and the snow country monsters, which is the famous town magic prison.

Everyone knows the existence of the town magic prison, even mortal, even a three-year-old child, but very few people know where the town magic prison is.

Few people even know the secret, even in the decent sects and courts.

The town magic prison is Taichang Temple.

The specific location is at the bottom of Taichang Temple.

For many years, Lu Guogong served as Tai Chang Siqing. Many people only think of Qinggui. Where does this mean that the emperor has absolute trust in him?

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Jing Jiu was wondering what method should be used to leave with the two Xuan Jinzhang to look like a prisoner.

Suddenly, he felt a terrible coercion from somewhere far away.

Such terrible coercion must come from an extremely powerful spirit. Once it falls, it can easily crush or destroy all non-essential spiritual beings.

Even though this spirit is not as good as the one deep in the snow field, the levels are not far behind.

Jing Jiu didn't expect to stand up to that prestige, and didn't have any reaction, because he had already learned a lesson in the snow field at first-he is just a young Aoyama disciple with a low level, no matter how strong his mental strength is, he can't confront this existence. So we must not let the other party show their own existence.

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

The consciousness of the sea gave rise to huge waves, and flung violently around him. He became a small boat in the ocean, and all his consciousness sank on the bottom of the sea.

That coercion quickly turned into a hurricane that swept the world, so he became the weak, silent leaf in the wind, all the breath went away with the wind.

He was like a normal monk, shocked by this coercion and unconscious.

The coercion gradually drifted away, and the being no longer cared here.

Jing Jiu knew that the other party did not present himself or test himself, but that every prisoner entering the town's magic prison would be subject to this coercive baptism.

No matter whether you are a demon in the underworld or a master of the evil faction, after this level, it will basically be abolished, and the spirit will directly collapse, and it will take a long time to wake up.

In this way, the town magic prison need not worry about the prison break or suicide most likely to occur when these prisoners are first locked up.

This method is very rude and can even be called cruel, but thinking about the man who has been suffering in Chaoge City for so many years ...

In a sense, it is worse than a dead dog, so Jing Jiu can understand.

The two mysterious Jinzhang dragged Jing Jiu from the coma out of the car and flew in the dark for a long time until they heard a lot of sounds.

Jing Jiu was put in a cell.

Opening his eyes, he didn't feel the surroundings of the cell and looked directly at the outside world.

There is no ray of light in the dark town magic prison, but there are countless sounds ringing in a cliff-like world.

There are dense caves all over the cliffs, and there are extremely dangerous arrays everywhere. I don't know how many prisoners are being held.

This is the first floor of the town's magic prison. The detained prisoners are either good officials, assassins of the Lao Lin, or evil elders. After suffering the impact of that coercion, some people slowly wake up with time, but many people are still immersed in the broken spiritual world.

Those people sing words that no one understands, sing songs that no one understands, **** for many years.

Listening to the sound of the shattered, tens of thousands of insects gnawing at the leaves in the night, the less-willed prisoner was afraid to faint.

Jing Jiu stood in front of the cell door, listening to those voices, feeling calm.

Every prisoner in the town's magic prison will wear a vitality lock, the cell map will be in the cell, and his spirit will be scattered by that coercion. There is no possibility of escape.

But these are not problems for Jing Jiu, because he has two keys, and the map in this cell already knows how to understand the Fa.

He took out the key, unlocked the vitality lock, unlocked the array, opened the door, and went into the darkness.

The town's magic prison is now managed by Lu Guogong, and naturally he can't be trapped here, just like Qingshan Sword Prison.

His luck has always been good, both in past and present.

However, he must still be cautious, because the deer in the town of Devil is not the largest, and the emperor is not the largest.

He didn't make any sound, didn't breathe, didn't breathe, didn't have a heartbeat, like a ghost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ walking in the town magic prison.

Neither the prisoners who have been awake nor the extremely sensitive Xuan Jinzhang can present his existence.

At the deepest part of the darkness is a cliff with black old vines hanging down the cliff. Jing Jiu did not follow the vines but jumped straight down.

If someone can see the picture in the dark, he can see his white clothes rising with the wind like flowers.

In fact, there wasn't even a trace of wind in his clothes and movements.

It turned out not to be a flower, but a cloud.

Below the cliff is the second floor of the town's magic prison.

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