Chapter 2: Five Elements Jade Mountain, Two Dragons Holding Handle ()

The water is beautiful and the mountains are full of green. The continuous cedars decorate the mountain like a huge piece of jade, which looks tender and green in the rising sun.

Opposite the mountain is a huge cliff. A huge rock appeared on the top of the cliff like an eagle's beak, and was furious to the peak with a fighting momentum.

Under the Eagle Beak Cliff Rock, a faint mist was shrouded in the air. A young man in a coarse cloth robe was sitting cross-legged. He looked ordinary and had a medium figure, which was no different from that of ordinary men in the wild family.

One morning, birds came out of their nests, beasts came out of their caves, and insects began to sing. The mountains were thriving. The young man suddenly opened his eyes, with a calm appearance, but stared at a pair of surprised eyes.

The young man didn't say a word, quickly got up and climbed up the opposite mountain peak, but his body seemed to be a little stiff and staggered. He stumbled several times at a distance of dozens of feet.

After he tried his best to climb to the top of the mountain, he looked north and couldn't help but curse: "This is Ruolu Prison!"

To the north of the peaks of the emerald vibrant, there are thousands of miles of mountains. Among them, there are clouds and divine lights like rivers, surrounding a magnificent building thousands of feet above the mountains.

The building is a square platform with a large bottom and small bottom. The most eye-catching one is the platform, a huge bronze bird statue standing tall; around the bronze bird are huge and quaint stone pillars.

Outside the four corners of the platform, hundreds of feet away from the platform, there is a nine-story pagoda floating in the void. The pagoda has eight sides, with a door on each side. Among the seventy-two pagoda gates of the nine-story pagoda, strange talismans are shot out from time to time, going in and out, flying up and down, as dense as rain.

The dark and stern high platform is made of huge rocks of one meter long and short. On each huge rock, there is a fine spiritual light that moves like a snake.

The spiritual talismans of the pagoda and the spiritual light of the huge stones occasionally penetrate into the clouds and holy lights outside. Every time they communicate, the spiritual talismans and spiritual lights will grow stronger.

The clouds and divine light were even more exaggeratedly connected directly to the sun in the sky. A red flame-like fire was projecting from the sun. The clouds and divine light received such nourishment and immediately grew several times, with a terrifying momentum.

This bronze high platform is powerful and the mountains that stretch thousands of miles away have become its foil. It seems that this building should look down on the people and dictate the Five Mountains!

In the entire cultivation world, no one doesn’t know this place: this is the Ruolu Prison used by the nine heavenly gates to specifically detain the demon giant!

In Cui Can's previous life, countless people in the righteous path shouted every day to throw him into Ruolu Prison. He never thought that after he took over his body and was reborn, he would be in such a place. And the former owner of this body was actually the person in Ruolu Prison, but he was not a prisoner.

Wu Luo is the lowest-level servant in Ruolu Prison. He usually does everything, guards the door, delivers food and water to prisoners, runs errands to pick up things for prisoners, washes clothes, etc.

He was confused and didn't even know how he was in Ruolu Prison. After Cui Can took over the body and was reborn, there was very little useful information he could get. However, the wisdom of the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness is beyond the reach of a person. Even if there is such a pitiful information, it can be inferred that although Wu Luo has a low status, he must have a certain origin to stay in a place like Ruolu Prison.

Wu Luo was greedy for a precious herb yesterday and fell down from the eagle-beak cliff and fell to death. Cui Can was also unlucky. "Drought-Blood Burning" took his Yuanhun around, but he could never find a suitable body. Seeing that time was too late, once the sun rose, Cui Can's last chance was about to be ruined, and he happened to see this body. He had no choice but to hit him in.

Cui Can swallowed the remaining memories of the dead Wu Luo. He knew that Wu Luo was actually a member of Ruolu Prison. He was awakened immediately. He rushed up to see that Ruolu Prison was really Ruolu Prison. Cui Can immediately felt that God was playing a huge joke with him. With the demeanor of Emperor Nanhuang, he couldn't help but curse.

But at this moment, Cui Can's heart moved, and after a moment of thinking, he laughed loudly: "How can you waste a great opportunity when you are here!" He pointed to the sky: "God, I, Cui Can, have accepted this generous gift!"

He slapped his butt and walked towards Ruolu Zhuo.

That's right, Cui Can just wants to go back to Ruolu Prison. He is not crazy, but thinks that at present, Ruolu Prison is the most inconspicuous place. Even if someone can think of Cui Can, the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, who can take over the body and be reborn, no one can think of him Cui Can hiding in Ruolu Prison.

After running wildly for a while, Cui Can was sweating profusely and was suffering. The drought-bag blood burned to capture Cui Can's soul and ran around for a night. Then he repaired Wu Luo's damaged body, which completely exhausted the last trace of spiritual energy. At this time, he was still moving in his eyebrows and had no power to rely on it.

But this Wu Luo did not practice at all, but was just a mortal body. He ran against the sun for a while, and naturally he was a little unhealthy.

How could Cui Can have been so embarrassed in his previous life? He immediately wanted to curse. But thinking about Wu Luo's confused appearance, Cui Can also understand that Wu Luo could not practice at all.

What is the most important thing to practice? It is not qualifications, roots, bones, etc. - those are important, but they are definitely not the most important, the most important thing is wisdom.

Practice emphasizes experience, perception, and understanding. Different people have different understandings of the same secret book. This is the most important reason for the difference in practice.

Cui Can patiently stood at the gate of Ruolu Prison when the sun sets. Looking closer, Ruolu Prison was even more terrifying. The walls on all sides were high and they could not see the top. When the inspiration on the huge rock came close, they found that one by one was as thick as a human arm. With Wu Luo's body, he would be finished even if he wiped it casually.

Two huge prison doors thirty feet high are carved with slashes with claws that are like knives.

In my memory today, Cui Can felt a little intimate about this pair of dead figures. Wu Luo used to see people for a long and boring time, but he often chatted with this pair of sculptures. Only this dead figure would not ridicule Wu Luo, and listened quietly to his words.

Cui Can shook his head helplessly and took out a jade token from his arms.

This jade plaque looks similar to a talisman, but it is bare and has no talisman head or a talisman tail. This thing is just a certificate for entering and leaving Ruolu Prison, and is definitely not a talisman. There are few talisman masters in the cultivation world, and talismans are extremely precious. Even the lowest-level ninth-grade talisman is not something that a person like Wu Luo can possess.

Cui Can pressed the jade token on the prison door, and a ray of inspiration turned and sucked him in.

"Silly!"

As soon as I entered Ruolu Prison, an angry shout came from the side: "Where did you little bastard go yesterday? I'm going to come to visit the door in person!"

A tall and strong jailer wearing a simple black and red armor rushed over, and arrived in front of Wu Luo, grabbed his neck and picked him up, and clamped it under his armpit. Wu Luo had no power to resist, and his body had not been cultivated. How could he be the opponent of the fierce jailer who had reached the "Nine Palaces" realm?

Although he absorbed most of Wu Luo's memories, they were still a little uneven. What's more, Wu Luo was originally a confused person. It took Cui Can a while to recall that the jailer who was holding him was named Rongtian, and he was one of the heads of the prison guards. He was also an official in Ruolu Prison. However, for a person, Rongtian was quite a bit confusing, reckless in his work, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. He liked to be happy with Wu Luo the most. The nickname of "silly" was also given by Rongtian.

Rongtian captured Wu Luo, but no matter what the guard post was, he left it to two prison guards and took Wu Luo away with him.

He ran very fast, as if he was in a hurry. He took one step and soared half a meter away from the ground. He was more than ten feet away from the ground. His legs were intertwined and he quickly passed through the stone road hundreds of feet behind the prison gate.

He was soon, and Wu Luo was indeed confused. I don’t know what happened to Rongtian today.

Rongtian took Wu Luo quickly through the prison, passed through numerous institutional restrictions, entered the core area of ​​Ruolu Prison, and plunged into an ancient stone tower. Then he did not go up, but went all the way down.

During this period, Wu Luo's memory was still slowly merging with Cui Can, and gradually the two were merged into one, without distinguishing each other. Cui Can finally understand that the treatment for Wu Luo was still good.

Hanzi has no wisdom and cannot practice. In Ruolu Prison, Wu Luo is the lowest-level existence. Anyone can come up and step on it. If it weren't for some reason, he would have long known how many times he had died.

Cui Can, the emperor of the Southern Wilderness, and Wu Luo, the servant of the Immortal Prison, raised his head under Rongtian's ribs, and saw Rongtian taking him quickly down a stone stairs.

Rongtian's legs were intertwined quickly. Although he was very anxious, he did not dare to fly like he was on the ground. This made Wu Luo a little curious. What was this place that made Rongtian, a man, so cautious?

The stone steps were incredibly long. Wu Luo looked forward and saw a darkness. It seemed that there was a mysterious force in the darkness, and his eyesight could not reach ten steps away. He looked back and immediately jumped again: the stone steps were suspended above the endless void, like a line, helpless and could break down at any time. At the end of the "line", there was a huge Tai Chi pattern connected. Two Yin and Yang fish were like an old donkey pulling a mill, turning slowly, and strange yellow spirit lights flashed from time to time.

Wu Luo thought to himself: If Lu Prison is indeed very strange. He had long heard that this prison was not built by the righteous path, but an unpredictable ancient ruin. It was occupied by the righteous path, so the prison was built. It seems that the rumors are true, but I am afraid that the people of the righteous path will not be able to fully understand the entire secrets of the ruins.

Rongtian was extremely relaxed and flexible with one arm on his arm. Even so, he put in a meal and came to an end.

At the end, there was still an unpredictable darkness. Rongtian stretched out his hand and groped at his feet. He quickly found something, took out a chalcedony from his arms and stuffed it in.

"Click!"

A light sound, centered on the place where Rongtian and Wuluo landed, a circle of circular light lit up, and then the halo illuminated layer by layer.

Wu Luo was shocked. The space under the stone steps was unexpectedly huge. He had traveled all over the world in his previous life, but he was afraid that a small town with a population of hundreds of thousands would have a good area, right?

However, in a city, the city walls, houses, streets, trees, and various complex facilities are piled together, and there is absolutely no nearly completely empty space in front of you that looks even larger.

The reason why it is almost empty is that within this huge space, there are seventy-two huge blue stone seals.

The stone seal is six meters high and two meters square at the bottom. On the top is each carved with a lifelike strange beast. Some of these strange beasts are abyss, some are frightened, some are angrily, some are swaying, and some are arrogant, with different expressions and different appearances, but they all have one common feature. There are three blood marks on the middle of the eyebrows!

Rongtian had no idea what these lithographs meant at all, but Wu Luo was different. His vision was so many times more intelligent than Rongtian. What surprised him was these seventy-two huge lithographs.

"Ancient bloodlines, divine beast remnants!"

The strange beasts on these seventy-two stone seals are the bloodlines left in the world that are extremely powerful in the legend. No matter which one is, they have powerful strength comparable to those of powerful people. The three blood marks on the eyebrows of these stone beasts are a very rare sealing spell. Among these seventy-two stone seals, each seals the essence, blood, wisdom, and soul of a strange beast!

Rongtian stood under these lithographs, making the lithographs look even more huge.

Wu Luo could not fly high up to check now, but just glanced down below and he could not infer that these seventy-two terrible lithographs were made into an extremely mysterious seal formation, which seemed to be suppressing something.

Wu Luo was even more shocked when he came to this conclusion, because the 72 strange beasts with ancient bloodlines should have been able to sense the magnificent momentum thousands of miles away, but Wu Luo was standing under this huge lithograph, but he could not feel it at all, which means that all the power of these seventy-two strange beasts with ancient bloodlines was used to seal the things below, and there was no more effort!

The combat power of the seventy-two powerful men is not enough to completely seal it.

Even though Wu Luo was the dignified Emperor of Nanhuang in his previous life, he was also shocked at this moment: What is suppressing here?!

Rongtian threw Wu Luo aside, carefully took out an exquisite wooden box from his arms, and opened it to take out a triangular jade cong from it.

The jade cong was carved with algae-shaped patterns, full of ancient meaning. He slowly inserted the jade cong into a corresponding deep groove on the ground. The jade cong made a crisp sound and slowly sank into it.

"Ka" sounded three times in succession, and the ground where Wu Luo and Rongtian were located sank silently. Wu Luo saw that the surroundings were filled with warm white jade, and the material was no less than that of the jade used by the monks as the source of spiritual power!

Wu Luo seemed to be in a jade well, landing ten feet long, and finally a flash of portal appeared on the side, and the ground under his feet happened to stop at the bottom of the portal, tightly fitting.

Rongtian grabbed Wu Luo and strode in. The passage behind the door was also made of white jade. The jade bi radiated a soft light, and the passage was bright. After walking dozens of feet, his eyes suddenly became clear again. The space was changing mysteriously. Wu Luo was now on a steep jade cliff.

Outside the jade cliff, there is a wonderful void, covered with jade-colored mist that is thick like rice wine.

In the fog, five divine lights flashed hazy, and five jade mountains as high as a hundred feet appeared and appeared!

The five jade mountains correspond to the power of the five elements. If they cannot be arranged, they are very knowledgeable. They secretly combine the way of the five elements and use this to operate and live endlessly.

Before Wu Luo could be surprised, Rongtian had already pulled him down and landed lightly under a red jade mountain in front of him. The clouds were like living things. When they saw someone coming, they dodged away. As soon as the clouds opened, a huge ferocious head suddenly appeared. The eyes were as big as Wu Luo, and they glared roundly in front of Wu Luo. Fortunately, Wu Luo had experienced countless winds and rains in his previous life, otherwise he would be scared to sit on the ground.

Even so, Wu Luo was shocked. After taking a step back, he saw clearly that he and Rongtian were standing on an extremely thick round jade beam. One end of the jade beam was being held in his mouth by the huge beast head. Turning around, there was the same beast head on the other end of the jade beam, which means that the jade beam was bitten by two giant mouths.

Wu Luo saw that the beast's head looked familiar, and glanced at it a few more times, a little surprised: Are these two dragon heads?

Anyone is familiar with the divine beast like a dragon, but he has a jade beam in his mouth and cannot see the jaw of the divine beast. It looks a bit different from the dragon that most people often see, so Wu Luo didn't see it at a glance.

The jade-colored mist around slowly dissipated, and behind the two huge dragons, the true body slowly revealed. Two divine dragons were plated on the root of the fiery red jade mountain, raising two huge dragons, holding a jade beam together. At the middle and rear of the jade beam, a jade pillar was connected, and inserted diagonally into the magnificent jade mountain.

Wu Luo had already seen it clearly, and was even more shocked: the seventy-two ancient blood beasts above suppressed it, and there were five prisons suppressed it here, and the two dragons held the handle. I am afraid that even the immortals who have disappeared for tens of thousands of years can suppress it. What is below?

After Rong Tian put down Wu Luo, he took out two diamond-shaped jade tablets from his arms and pressed them on the foreheads of the two jade dragons.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the heaven and earth trembled.

The two jade dragons suddenly came alive, slowly retreated backward, and spit out the jade beam in their mouths.

Rong Tian didn't care about Wu Luo, who was stunned, sat cross-legged, rolling in front of him with both hands, and made a series of handprints. After superimposing the seventeen handprints together, Rong Tian flashed down from his face, and a red tide flashed across his entire body. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, whispered, and then opened his mouthful and swallowed violently.

This mouthful sucked the air around him, and even the jade-colored mist in the distance was swallowed by him and he entered his belly.

"Ha! Let me fall!"

Rong Tian shouted suddenly, and his body immediately became heavy, pressing the heavy jade beam and making a rattle, and finally slowly fell down.

The jade beam drove the jade pillar downward, opening a small portal above the jade mountain.

Compared with the entire Yushan and a pair of dragons, the portal was simply a thin slit, but as soon as the portal opened, there seemed to be a loud bang between the sky and the earth, and countless notes filled it, like a storm and storm. Countless voices were talking in the ears of the two, stuffing various messages into their minds.
To be continued...