After negotiating the ransom, Mrs. Yang acted very quickly. In just two sticks of incense, she brought spiritual stones and resources worth two thousand spiritual stones.

Among them, there are one thousand spirit stones, and the other thousand spirit stones are replaced by a magic weapon with nine magic prohibitions.

The magical weapon is called the Spiritual Fire Gourd. There is a kind of spiritual fire called Bailingyan in the gourd. After using the magical weapon, the spiritual fire can be sprayed out from the gourd. You can also add various flames to the gourd to increase its power. It is considered a good thing. attack weapon.

After refining the magic weapon, Yang Xuan was quite satisfied with it. Because he had been staying in Huangfeng Mountain for a long time, he only had two magic weapons in his hands so far, one for attack and one for defense. The magical weapon only has seven legal prohibitions, so it is considered a low-grade magical weapon.

Now that he has added another weapon to protect his path, his safety will be greatly increased when he goes out in the future or participates in battles and makes meritorious deeds to obtain fiefdoms.

"Xuan'er, look, Qian'er..."

Seeing Yang Xuan refining the magic weapon with her own eyes, a flash of pain flashed across Mrs. Yang's face. This spiritual fire gourd was the magic weapon she obtained for Yang Qian. She wanted to use it as a protective weapon after her son broke through the foundation building. , but now she can only give it to Yang Xuan at an unreasonable price, which makes her feel very sad.

This is a magic weapon with nine levels. If you add one more, it can become a middle-grade magic weapon. On the market, it is worth at least 1,500 spiritual stones. Now if you give it to Yang Xuan, you will lose nearly 500. .

"Don't worry, I'm not one to break my promise. I'll go and release my godbrother right away."

Yang Xuan, who was in a happy mood, didn't care about Mrs. Yang's impatience, hung the magic weapon on his waist, and then took the lead in walking towards the dungeon.

Although Mrs. Yang wanted to go along, she had no choice but to go back in order to avoid Yang Huaiyun misunderstanding that she was threatening Yang Xuan to release him.

Yang Xuan walked through several courtyards along the way, and after a while, he came to a courtyard built on the mountain.

When we got here, there were gradually fewer guards patrolling and defending.

There is no way, this is a world of immortal cultivation, and there are countless magic methods for changing one's appearance. In order to prevent someone from escaping from prison, it is normal for the interrogation to be strict.

"Second Young Master!"

As soon as the guards outside the courtyard were dismissed and they entered the courtyard, a strong man almost two meters tall, wearing pitch black armor and exuding a strong smell of blood walked over from the guard booth next to the dungeon.

Feeling this person's aura, Yang Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyes.

"You are an innate warrior, why do you condescend to guard the prison? Is it that our Taoist soldiers in Huangfeng Mountain have become so extravagant that even innate warriors cannot be reused?"

Warriors, this is also a major feature in "Cultivation of Immortals". It is said that the martial arts path was created by the Immortal Court based on the powerful body of the Wu clan.

No more needing spiritual roots than monks, martial arts can be practiced by anyone. Therefore, all sects of big and small aristocratic families will form an army composed mainly of warriors. This army is intended to protect the Tao, so it is generally called Taoist soldiers. .

The innate warrior is the second level among warriors, corresponding to the foundation-building monk.

"Second Young Master Qi, this subordinate made a big mistake and was expelled from the Taoist army!"

After hearing Yang Xuan's words, the strong man's eyes darkened and he bowed.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan nodded and continued walking towards the dungeon. After walking a few steps, his heart suddenly moved and he turned around and asked:

"May I have your name?"

"This subordinate is so awesome!"

The strong man hummed back.

Hearing this name, Yang Xuan couldn't help but look at him twice. Although the name is Man Niu, it's really appropriate.

"Come with me! Take me to see my poor third brother."

"As you command!"

…

In a dark and damp cave dungeon.

All kinds of moans mixed together, adding a bit of gloominess to the already dark dungeon.

"A few days ago, we in Huangfeng Mountain, together with Qingxi Island in the north, attacked a monster den, and these monsters were captured from there.

Because the slave mark has not been planted yet, I am temporarily detained here."

Seeing that Yang Xuan seemed to be interested in these half-animal and half-human monsters in the dungeon, Man Niu, who had been following him, explained.

Yang Xuan nodded and asked: "Why are they all monsters?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xuan's heart froze. He asked the wrong question.

You must know that for the immortal cultivating clans, except for the alien races who will imprison them and create slave marks for use as driving forces, the human race will generally not be imprisoned.

Because the aristocrats usually have only two consequences when dealing with their enemies who are also human beings. If they are from a aristocratic clan, then they must pay the ransom within the time limit. If not, or if they cannot pay the ransom, then they will be killed!

And because of the aristocratic family, they would not be locked up in dungeons under normal circumstances. Instead, they would be kept in the courtyard and guarded while eating and drinking.

Therefore, what Yang Xuan asked seemed to be full of flaws.

Fortunately, Man Niu didn't realize that Yang Xuan was asking about the human race, he thought he was asking about other alien races.

"Second Young Master, except for the demon race, there are generally few other races in our Fuyao County, so we generally cannot see other races here."

"oh!"

Yang Xuan nodded, fearing that he would arouse suspicion by saying childish words again, so he simply stopped talking and asked Man Niu to speed up and take him to the place where Yang Gan was imprisoned.

After a while, Yang Xuan arrived at the place where Yang Qian was imprisoned.

Seeing the scene in the cell, Yang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head.

Being detained and tortured is obviously just talk.

After all, he was the son of the feudal lord. Although Yang Huaiyun, the master, gave the order to be imprisoned, the guards who carried him out were not foolhardy.

After all, he is the son of the family head. If he dies accidentally, they will be the unlucky ones.

In the originally dark cell, a few luminous pearls were inlaid on the stone walls, the damp floor was covered with a luxurious carpet, and a luxurious-looking large bed stood in the corner of the cell.

Yang Gan, who was supposed to be suffering here, was eating delicious food and drinking wine, accompanied by several beautiful maids.

If it weren't for his disheveled hair and the gloomy dungeon space, it would be difficult to associate him with being imprisoned and suffering. It would be no exaggeration to say that he came here to enjoy happiness.

Seeing Yang Xuan and Man Niu walking over, the two guards standing guard outside the cell instantly became embarrassed. Taking care of this young master but offending another young master was obviously not a good choice.

Yang Qian has a wife and a mother who is indeed very powerful in Huangfeng Mountain.

But Yang Xuan, this young master, is not a weak and incompetent young master who can be bullied. His biological brother is the heir of Huang Fengshan, and his sister married into a large family.

With these two coverings, his power itself is not weak.

Now, he himself has become the third foundation-building monk in Huangfeng Mountain, adding another big bet to the already advantageous camp.

Under such circumstances, even if Madam Yang and the other madam could fight each other, it would obviously not be able to shake Yang Xuan's status.

After all, this is a foundation-building monk.

"Second Young Master, you are here!"

The two guards silently wiped their sweat and flattered carefully.

Yang Xuan ignored them, and he didn't intend to investigate such a small person's struggle to survive.

"Brother, it seems that being imprisoned is just what you want! You don't need to practice, you can play as much as you want! Originally I said to let you out, but it seems that I got it wrong. You probably don't want to come out."

Yang Xuan asked Man Niu to open the cell door, shook his head and walked in.

"Yang Xuan, don't pretend to be benevolent or righteous. I'm telling you, wait until I get out..."

Seeing Yang Xuan, Yang Qian, who was sitting on the ground, immediately stood up and pointed at Yang Xuan arrogantly. However, before he could finish his words, he felt himself flying for no reason.

The culprit is none other than Yang Xuan from across the street.

Yang Xuan, who used magic to levitate Yang Qian's entire body in mid-air, took out his ears and asked with a smile:

"What did you say? What are you going to do after you just said it?"

"Have you broken through the foundation?"

Yang Qian struggled twice in mid-air and suddenly said in horror.

"I would also like to thank my dear brother! If it weren't for you, how could I have made a breakthrough on the edge of life and death?

I am very grateful to you!"

In the second half of the sentence, Yang Xuan's tone suddenly became extremely cold, and then with a slight wave of his right hand, Yang Qian flew out of the air and hit his head directly against the wall.

"Ouch!"

Hearing just a scream, he fainted instantly.

"A worthless piece of trash!"

"Take him out and call the madam. If father asks, tell him that I forgive this loser!"
Chapter completed!