A bloody hole immediately opened in Zhao Hu's body, and his flesh and blood were torn apart by a crimson dark light, and he fell to the ground in great pain.
"I told you earlier that if you mess with me again, you won't be able to leave easily."
Li Xuan smiled, as if he had returned to those murderous days on Earth. The slightly raised corners of his lips were a bit evil, and he was clearly a demon.
Chen Lai looked at the dark light on Zhao Hu's body that was tearing at flesh and blood crazily, and couldn't help but tremble. He raised his finger and pointed at Li Xuan, and said in confusion: "You... who are you?"
"I will not tell you."
Li Xuan smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.
This was originally a bright smile, but the miserable scene in the cell seemed like a summons from the devil, making Chen Lai also fearful.
"Who are you?"
Chen Lai regretted it too late.
"I am a monk."
Li Xuan stood up with a smile, shook the dust off his body, and walked slowly towards the iron gate.
At this time, no one dared to stop Li Xuan.
Only the monk behind Chen Lai was making small moves in the dark. His sleeves were swaying, and a blue light was faintly revealed.
Li Xuan would not give him a chance to make a sneak attack, so he raised his hand and shot a spiritual arrow.
The monk jumped aside in fear, and the spiritual arrows passed by him, tearing a hole in his robe.
"Don't do it."
Chen Lai said hurriedly, he could see that Li Xuan was not easy to deal with. Logically speaking, it was impossible for such a person to be imprisoned. There must be something fishy about it.
Li Xuan stopped and said slowly: "I just want to go to jail well. If there are still people who want to cause trouble, I will be happy to accompany them.
But if this prison is demolished, your life will probably not be easy, right?"
The threat in his words was so obvious that no one could miss it.
With Li Xuanlu's skills, Chen Lai and others had no doubt that he could easily escape from prison.
If that really happened, they wouldn't be able to eat and walk away.
"I want to know why you want to stay here."
Chen Lai asked, he wanted to know what the enigmatic young man in front of him was going to do.
"You don't have to worry about it. In short, don't harass me."
Li Xuan said as he returned to the cell and sat down on the blanket again.
"Also, let these people go to other cells."
Li Xuan suddenly pointed at the frightened prisoners in the cell.
Chen Lai hesitated and yelled at the prisoners: "Come out quickly!"
As if they had been granted amnesty, the prisoners jumped out of their cells one by one with their heads in their hands. Naturally, the guards sent them to several other cells.
One of the jailers wanted to lock the iron door. Chen Lai smiled bitterly and said, "Stop doing such boring things. Do you think you can stop him?"
Chen Lai and others retreated, and calm returned to the cell.
But before leaving, Chen Lai had no choice but to leave something behind - a purple gold alms bowl.
This was simply the most humiliating day in the hundreds of years since the prison was founded, Chen Lai thought as he left.
He originally wanted to find a few more helpers to deal with Li Xuan, but when he thought of the devilish smile on Li Xuan's face, he shuddered a little.
"I don't care about this matter anymore, let the warden handle it."
Chen Lai thought.
The cell, which was originally overcrowded and full of rancid smell, became much cleaner and tidier.
The iron door of the cell was open, and the floor had been cleaned by the jailer. Not only had the blood and stains been cleaned away, but the dirty and messy environment had also changed drastically.
There was only one troublesome thing left in the cell, that is, the young man who was beaten. He had fainted since Li Xuan entered the prison, and he was still unconscious until the dust settled.
Li Xuan did not drive him away. This young man looked very cowardly and he would probably be bullied if he went to other cells.
He happens to be short of a servant who can serve tea and water, so it would be a good idea to let this guy fill the role for the time being.
Holding the purple gold alms bowl in the palm of his hand, Li Xuan released a ball of shadow spiritual power. Guided by the same kind of power, the purple gold alms bowl emitted a soft and beautiful purple brilliance.
The shadow spiritual power reflected on Li Xuan's face, giving it an unparalleled beauty.
Feeling the shadow spiritual power inside, the spiritual power in Li Xuan's body also swelled. The two forces fed on each other, which actually led to an improvement in his abilities.
"Very good, I broke through a bottleneck."
Li Xuan felt happy.
Recently, Li Xuan's cultivation speed has slowed down slightly. One of the reasons is that he has other distractions, and the other reason is that there are bound to be bottlenecks in the process of cultivating a monk.
The purple and gold alms bowl he got by chance helped him achieve a breakthrough. It was truly an unexpected blessing.
"My abilities have improved further. There are almost no bottlenecks in the foundation building stage. Next, I can prepare the materials for forming pills."
Li Xuan thought about the direction of cultivation.
He did this to prepare for a rainy day. This prison is also an official institution of the empire. There are hidden dragons and tigers in the army, and there may be experts there.
The reason why Li Xuan has been in the cosmic fairy world for many years is not only because he has superhuman strength, but he is also very vigilant and vigilant.
Arrogance is just Li Xuan's protective color. A real monk can always be fully prepared before a battle.
Now that he has decided to practice cultivation, Li Xuan will not delay at all.
He used the same desperate energy as in his previous life and studied it with concentration.
The first day in prison passed quickly. The new spell was somewhat successful, but I couldn't find a target to try it on.
Li Xuan had the idea of using the unconscious young man as an experiment, but after thinking about it, he finally decided to experiment with mice or cockroaches first.
In the evening, two jailers brought dinner.
Compared with the rancid rice and tasteless soup of ordinary prisoners, Li Xuan's dinner was quite rich.
There are cold and hot, meat and vegetable, dry and watery, and even hot tea is carefully prepared.
Li Xuan had been hungry for a long time. He wolfed down most of the food and left a bowl of soup for the jailer to feed to the young man.
The young man drank a few mouthfuls of soup and seemed to regain his strength. He cried out a few times, but he was still groggy.
After the jailer left, Li Xuan continued to practice without rest.
In the darkness shines the unique light of shadow spiritual power.
An unlucky mouse crawled out of the hole in the ground, and the sound of footsteps fell into Li Xuan's ears. He opened his hand, red light flashed on his five fingers, and a claw-shaped fire light shot out, hitting the mouse.
Burst open.
"Poof", the mouse turned into a wisp of fly ash.
Li Rui closed his hands with satisfaction and closed his eyes to rest.
The breakfast delivered by the jailer reminded Li Xuan that a new day had arrived.
He stretched, drank a cup of tea, ate a bowl of noodles, and fed the remaining noodle soup to the young man as usual.
The young man has woken up, but is very weak.
The blood on the top of his head has solidified, but the slightest movement will cause it to be involved in the wound.