An Lingyou looked at Zhu Lingwu again, but she felt that Zhu Lingwu seemed to be a little younger than her.

An Lingyou is actually quite old now, but as the daughter of the Lord of Fuyang Xianfeng Peak, she has naturally taken pills such as the Yanyan Pill to maintain her youthful appearance in her twenties.

If she could build a foundation within a few years, then she could truly preserve her appearance as young as she was over 20 years old.

But when she saw Zhu Lingwu's appearance, An Lingyou was really convinced. She felt that her pride in the past was really ridiculous.

She also knew that Zhu Lingwu was old. When Zhu Lingwu first entered Chunyang Immortal Sect, he was only thirteen years old, but his height did not look like this, so this was mentioned as a joke by Wuya Zhenren.

So An Lingyou knew that Zhu Lingwu's age was actually similar to hers, but now Zhu Lingwu's face is still only in her twenties, and it seems that they are a little younger than her, which really makes her ashamed.

Thinking of this, An Lingyou couldn't help but lower his head and dared not look at Zhu Lingwu again.

In fact, at this moment, it was not just An Lingyou, but other Taoist Angyang, Taoist Xuanhua, Bu Jun, etc. who were somewhat familiar with Zhu Lingwu, were also surprised to see Zhu Lingwu.

They were also surprised that Zhu Lingwu successfully built the foundation so quickly.

At the same time, a foundation-building cultivator like Taoist Angyang and Taoist Xuanhua can also be seen that Zhu Lingwu's cultivation strength is not inferior to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building.

This really made them feel a little bit disgusted. Taoist Angyang has now reached the middle and late stages of foundation building and cultivation.

Taoist Xuanhua was at least ten years earlier than Zhu Lingwu's foundation building. As a result, he has not yet reached the middle stage of foundation building, but Zhu Lingwu has already tried it. His eyes when he looked at Zhu Lingwu was really complicated.

Of course, after entering this Demon Prisoner Tower, they also felt that the spiritual energy here was very good, completely pure pure yang spiritual energy.

Finally, Taoist Xuanhua could comfort himself. Zhu Lingwu was just like this because of the special environment in the Demon Prison Tower. If he could also practice in seclusion here, he might have the same cultivation level.

As for the other Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivators that Zhu Lingwu had never seen before, they looked at Zhu Lingwu one by one, and they also had different expressions. They had also heard about Zhu Lingwu.

Under the current situation of Chunyang Immortal Sect, they were suddenly notified to send to this Prisoner of Demon Prisoner, which had never been known before. Zhu Lingwu, who had shined brightly in the sect competition before, and then suddenly disappeared, became the welcome person to this Prisoner of Demon Prisoner.

They were very curious about Zhu Lingwu's identity in the Demon Prisoner Tower, just like An Lingyou.

Zhu Lingwu naturally knew that he had become the center of attention at this moment, but Zhu Lingwu was almost used to it. Now that Wuya's real wife was leading the team, Zhu Lingwu felt that he was less pressure.

Many things can naturally be managed by this Wuya Zhenren's wife. Otherwise, just like him, the identity of a landlord would be guided at most. It would be not that easy to make these monks who came in completely obedient.

So Zhu Lingwu turned his head and said to the wife of Wuya, "Madam, the conditions in this Demon Prison Tower are difficult, and this place is only more than 2,000 miles away. But there are not many places to live. The disciple has already chosen the best place for his fellow disciples in Fuyang Peak. It is said that now, please take your fellow disciples and go there for a while!"

When Zhu Lingwu said this, he suddenly turned his head and yelled beside him, "Where is Yang Ling!"

Qiu Yangling's figure condensed out of thin air, but this was deliberately arranged by Zhu Lingwu, which could make these monks who entered the Demon Prisoner Tower look higher in his identity.

"Here, please give me instructions?"

Qiu Yangling naturally knew Zhu Lingwu’s intentions, so he deliberately made a respectful expression and greeted Zhu Lingwu.

"Take this uncle and other fellow disciples to a set place to rest for a while. I will wait for other fellow disciples who enter the tower here!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately set off his master's identity and ordered Qiu Yangling. Then he turned to the wife of Wuya and said, "Madam, when you arrive at the temporary place of residence, please ask your wife to build your own residence by yourself. The conditions in the Demon Prison Tower are simple, please forgive me! This is the elf in the Demon Prison Tower. If you have any needs, you can give it to me, but some of the Demon Prison Tower are really unsatisfied!"

"Well, I know that Wuya also said something about the Demon Prisoner before sending me here! Ling Wu, you don't have to call me a wife, just call me Menghua Zhenren. Now your master is the Immortal of the Nascent Soul, and I can't afford it. Besides, you have kindness to my daughter, and you are not an outsider, so you don't have to be too disgusted!"

The wife of Wuya's real man looked at Qiu Yangling, and her eyes flashed slightly, and she said to Zhu Lingwu again.

Now Zhu Lingwu's identity has condensed the Nascent Soul with the True Man Wu Hua, and the water has risen. Even if he is still a foundation-building monk, an ordinary Jindan monk is not good for calling himself the elder in front of him.

Qiu Yangling then answered loudly to Zhu Lingwu, "Okay!"

Zhu Lingwu said to Wuya's wife, Zhenren Meng Hua, "So, my disciples have been usurped! Zhenren Meng Hua, I think that many fellow disciples will enter this Demon Prison Tower to hide. At that time, the real person will need to help the disciples preside over some settlement matters! The disciple's master needs to protect the restriction of the Demon Prison Tower and cooperate with the real persons from the outer sect to fight against the outside world. The master also handed over the matter of setting up the fellow disciples in the Demon Prison Tower to the disciples. However, the disciples are only inadequate, so I would like to ask the real person to preside over the major matters and find a few fellow disciples to help me!"

"Well, this is natural! In fact, I just went into this tower first. There should be some disciples from the Fuyang Peak lineage who will come in later. I didn't expect that there was such a cave in this tower. It's really God bless me with pure yang! However, Ling Wu, you are more familiar with this room after all, and you will be the one who presides over this time. I can help you manage it!"

Meng Hua nodded after hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, but she seemed to have some thoughts in her mind, but in the end she still asked Zhu Lingwu to be responsible for presiding over the affairs in the Demon Prison Tower, and she did not interfere because of her identity.

"So that's it! Alas, I don't know how many fellow disciples will hide in this Demon Prisoner Tower this time. The disciples hope that all fellow disciples can come in. Unfortunately, the number of things that can be accommodated in this tower is limited after all. It seems that many fellow disciples will die in this catastrophe!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a helpless look, but he still inadvertently reminded him of the space problem in the Demon Prisoner Tower.

After hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, the true man Menghua, An Lingyou and other monks from the Fuyang Peak lineage couldn't help but look sad.
Chapter completed!