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Chapter 144 was sealed to obtain a spiritual respect

Fan Yao and his son sent Venerable Yun Mo away. ⊙

"Father, let's go and ask my brother to take Qingliansu and try the effect!" After seeing off Yun Mo Lingzun, Fan Qingxuan's face showed an excited expression again, and his clear eyes were full of expectations.

Prince Fan Yao touched his son's head, glanced at the green droplets in his palm, and felt relieved. He swept away the troubles and haze that had arisen because of his youngest son's natural defects, and his tone became cheerful: "Okay, go and let Qingqi try it!"

In the luxurious bedroom, a noble lady was holding a baby in her arms under the care of many maids. She saw that the baby had a round face and was very cute, but there was a bleak blue-white color in the seal hall, and her breath of life was a little weak, so she was obviously suffering from severe illness.

"Mother, Qingliansu has been refined successfully, my brother is saved!" Fan Qingxuan shouted excitedly to the noble lady after entering the bedroom.

The noble lady looked a little haggard, her eyes were swollen, and she seemed to have cried. After hearing the news, she suddenly raised her head and burst into surprise in her eyes.

Then, Fan Yao walked over quickly, personally pressed the green water droplet with spiritual power, and pressed the whole piece into the baby's eyebrows.

“Wow…”

The baby cried loudly, but as time went by, his weak breath of life, which was like a candle in the wind, gradually stabilized.

It can stabilize the soul, which shows that Qingliansu is indeed a magical medicine with magical effects!

Fan Yao, Fan Qingxuan, and the noble lady were all overjoyed, and even the maids and maids beside her couldn't help but smile. As long as the master was happy, they would not be easily vented, and they would be more relaxed in the future.

Suddenly, Fan Yao, with a joyful face, raised his wrist and perceived him to look at the "portable communicator" on his wrist, with a stunned expression.

As the name suggests, the portable communicator can be carried with you and receive other people's messages, which is very powerful.

"Father. What's wrong?" Fan Qingxuan, who was far more mature than his peers, discovered the strange expression of his father Fan Yao.

"Qingxuan, the person who gave you the Qinglian Su essence refining method is called Yin Lan? Is he a student of the Holy Tower of Refining Tools?" Fan Yao asked.

"Is that brother Yin Lan actually a student of the weapon refining holy tower? So powerful. You can enter the weapon refining holy tower at such a young age!" Fan Qingxuan's clear eyes lit up, and he exclaimed.

He was born as a prince. He was taught by famous teachers since childhood, and had secret books and treasures for him to consume. Now he is fourteen years old. He is a level 8 spirit warrior and a first-level weapon refiner. He belongs to the dragon among humans, but compared with the elder brother Yin Lan who gave him precious refining methods once he met. In addition to his equal cultivation, his talent for refining weapons is very different. He can enter the holy tower to study, and at least he has the strength of a low-grade weapon craftsman. He is afraid that he can only reach that level at the age of thirty.

"What happened to him." Fan Yao said to his son with a calm and majestic gaze, a little solemn.

Fan Qingxuan turned his head suddenly to look at his father. Although he did not ask questions, his expression seemed shocked and anxious.

"Follow me to Fengtian Prison." Fan Yao didn't say much and took his son to leave the bedroom.

Fengtian Prison is a place where serious offenders are imprisoned, and only those who are guilty of great crimes will be detained.

"Brother Yin Lan was imprisoned in the Fengtian Prison?" Fan Qingxuan's childish little face tensed. He had a good impression of the brother who had met in Qinghuo Tower.

Not only because Yin Lan gave him the method of refining Qinglian Su, but also because Yin Lan did not seek any reward. Even the hundred spiritual prayer lotus he gave to Yin Lan was bought by Yin Lan with his own money. Out of his natural keen intuition, Fan Qingxuan could feel that the elder brother Yin Lan had no utilitarianism and just wanted to help him, or his younger brother.

Fengtian Prison is located in the west of Baidie County City, with heavy troops guarding it, and several ninth-level spiritual monks personally took charge. Few people were able to escape from prison.

The Fengtian Prison is divided into two layers: the ground and the underground. Ordinary death row prisoners are imprisoned on the ground. Every day, people are hanged, burned, and beheaded.

And the underground floor is dark and cold, and the prisoners who are more serious injuring and punished the least, will eventually be executed by Lingchi!

"District No. 2 underground, I really look down on me."

In the small cell underground, it was damp and dark, and the smell of rotten and fishy floating in the air was so quiet that it made people's scalp and their hearts tingled.

Yin Lan sat in cell No. 2, in the dark environment, and a self-deprecating look that could not be seen clearly appeared on her face. In this prison, whoever had the cell number in front of her was higher, who committed the greater the crime, and was imprisoned in prison No. 2, which shows how serious Yin Lan's crime was.

"I murdered the nobles. According to the laws of the Kingdom of Great Wall, I was very guilty, but I was only in the second cell. Who was that one cell?"

In this desperate situation, Yin Lan seemed calm and calm, not panic, and a little curious.

At this time—

"Bang bang bang!"

On the left, there was a muffled sound of a powerful knock. There was also a loud and loud voice from the cell No. 1 next door: "New guy, how did you get locked in No. 2? Come and talk to me!"

Is there anyone in cell number one?

Yin Lan also knocked on the black iron jail wall three times and asked loudly: "How did you get locked up?"

"Me?" The rough and loud voice of the next cell rang out, and I laughed a few times, "I was assassinated by Fan Yao, and I was punished for rebellion. I have been here for three years!"

Yin Lan was a little shocked. This person actually assassinated the prince of Baidii, no wonder he was locked up in cell No. 1.

"Baidie County Prince Fan Yao is the Master of Spiritual Art. This guy can assassinate Fan Yao, and his strength must be not weak." Yin Lan thought secretly in his heart, and then he knocked it a few times, and continued to ask loudly: "Which spiritual master is senior?"

"I have been practicing in the mountains all year round, without a name, and I am not known to the world. If you really want to call me, just call me an old monster."

After hearing that the other party did not deny it, Yin Lan confirmed that the other party was indeed a spiritual master. He just listened to the other party's words and seemed to rarely come out of the mountain and did not contact the flower world. This was a unique way to practice to the realm of spiritual master.

During the subsequent conversation, Yin Lan learned that the old monster in cell No. 1 next door had the level of spiritual master, but the Qihai was sealed by secret techniques, just like an ordinary person. Otherwise, the Fengtian Prison would definitely not trap him.

Yin Lan suddenly asked, "Senior, have you been used by someone to use the secret method of prisoning the dragon?"

The old monster who was still talking endlessly suddenly stopped his voice.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, there was silence. The old monster next door asked with a hint of surprise in his rough voice, "I listen to your voice. At most, I am a twenty-year-old junior. He actually knows the secret method of prisoning the dragon?"

In the dark environment, a bright light flashed in Yin Lan's deep eyes as deep as the starry sky. Not only did he know the secret method of prisoning the dragon, but he could also crack this secret method! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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