Liu Xianer stared at Li Hanxue with a strange look in her eyes.
"Senior brother, why are you asking this?"
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "I'm just a little curious. Long before I entered Tianwuzong, I had heard that there is such a place in Tianwuzong. Once you enter, you will never be able to come out for eternity."
Liu Xian'er paused and said: "Tianwuzong does have such a place, but I also heard what my third uncle said. It is said that this life is locked in the tenth floor of Tianwuzong."
"The tenth floor?" Li Hanxue said in surprise, "Nine is the Supreme, doesn't Tianwuzong only have nine floors? Why is there a tenth floor?"
Liu Xian'er smiled and said: "The tenth floor is only called that by the people in the Tianwu Sect. Its real location is not above the ninth floor. It is located below the first floor, in the endless darkness! There are countless people imprisoned inside.
Important figures, so people call them the tenth floor."
"That's it." Li Hanxue sighed.
"This life prison is under the control of the Prison Hall. If senior brother wants to know more about this life prison, he has to ask the people in the prison hall in person." Liu Xianer said, "But their tone has always been very strict, senior brother.
If you ask rashly, I'm afraid you won't be able to find out anything."
"I just want to understand. As for troublesome people in the prison hall, forget it."
Li Hanxue stopped questioning Liu Xianer about the prison hall, lest Liu Xianer become suspicious.
"Brother, I'm actually very curious. How did you defeat Long Tianxiang?" Liu Xian'er looked at Li Hanxue steadily, "Long Tianxiang's strength reached its peak in Huangwu territory. I was unconscious at the time. According to witnesses, you
Defeated Long Tianxiang with one punch. How did you do it?"
Li Hanxue's heart shivered and she said with a smile: "Actually, Long Tianxiang also consumed a lot of strength after the battle with you. In the last battle, he was no longer at his peak. I took advantage of the gap between his attack on Helianyuan and quickly took action. Long Tianxiang
Tianxiang was negligent and lost."
"That's it." The doubt in Liu Xian'er's eyes became more and more intense.
After Liu Xian'er left, Li Hanxue did not quickly inquire about the prison hall.
Moreover, since he is currently in the limelight, it is not convenient for him to show his face and show off everywhere.
Li Hanxue asked Bao Jie to go find out the news, while he sat in the Dongsheng Palace to practice.
In addition to meditating and honing his mental strength, the only things Li Hanxue can practice are the Art of Killing Intent and the Source Diagram of Ten Thousand Formations.
Other Red Flame Holy Techniques, Tianwu Asking the Heart Technique and Tianwu Heart-Killing Technique, cannot be practiced because the desert sea turns into a black hole.
The ninety-ninth ray of murderous intent has never been able to be condensed. This seems to be an insurmountable obstacle. No matter how hard Li Hanxue tries, he can no longer produce even a trace of murderous intent.
Li Hanxue had a vague feeling that as long as he condensed the ninety-ninth one-yuan murderous aura, he would enter a completely new world.
As for the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Formation Source Diagram, Li Hanxue has never slacked off. In the seven-character formation, it is difficult to make new breakthroughs in a short period of time, so Li Hanxue spent all his energy on the layout of the Thunder Flame Formation.
Because of the surveillance of the Eye of the Sky, he could only use mental meditation to simulate the layout of the formation.
The limit of what he can achieve now is still at the level of ninety-one small formations of thunder flames, but the speed of formation has been improved.
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Three days later.
"Brother Zhang!" Bao Jie's voice came into the Dongsheng Palace.
"Brother Bao! Please come in." Li Hanxue stood up to greet him.
The two of them were talking about completely unrelated things, but their minds were exchanging important information.
"Bao Jie, how did you do what I asked you to do?"
"My subordinates have contacted a wild warrior who works in the Prison Hall, but this person has a very bad attitude towards others. I'm afraid he will be difficult to deal with."
"It doesn't matter, as long as he is still a wild warrior, I have thousands of ways to make him obey. You ask him out, and I will go see him alone then."
"Yes, my subordinate will do it now."
Bao Jie and the man from the prison hall met at the Guanfeng Pavilion.
There are not many people in Guanfeng Pavilion, but the scenery is unique.
Under the clear sky, there is a square pond in front of it. The breeze is caressing, the duckweeds are swaying, and a few small fish are playing in the water, exuding a faint atmosphere of approaching summer.
Li Hanxue waited for a long time with her hands behind her back.
At this time, a man in black with an indifferent expression came. This man was the person Li Hanxue wanted to see - Wumeng from the Prison Hall.
This person holds a rather large position in the Prison Hall. He is a deputy hall master and manages nearly a thousand people.
It can be said that the power is overwhelming. Although it is not as beautiful as the Holy Son on the surface, on the tenth floor, anyone who sees him will call him Hall Master Wu, which is not comparable to the ordinary Holy Son.
Li Hanxue turned around and said with a smile: "Master Wu, nice to meet you!"
Seeing Li Hanxue wearing a mask, Wumeng's pupils shrank slightly, "Why is it you? The Holy Son of Tianming!"
In fact, all parties in the Tianwuzong are paying close attention to the fifth-level martial arts test. The saints of each term are actually quite famous in the Tianwuzong. However, there are also saints who have not done anything for too long and will gradually disappear from everyone.
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"What do you want to see me for?" There was a hint of vigilance in Wumeng's eyes. If ordinary people were looking for him, he wouldn't need to worry at all, and he could even ignore them.
However, the Holy Son of Tianming in front of him is enough to make any wild warrior feel terrified.
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "I want to ask you something about this life in prison."
"The matter of this prison is a secret of the Tianwu Sect, and only those in the Prison Hall are qualified to have access to it. It is better for the Holy Son Tianming not to interfere too much." Wumeng said unceremoniously.
"What if I insist on asking?"
"Then forgive me for having no comment!" Wumeng suddenly turned around and said, "Goodbye!"
"Master Wu, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Li Hanxue quickly put his right hand on Wumeng's shoulder, "Soul brand!"
Wumeng was very unhappy and frowned. He was about to shake off Li Hanxue's hand, but the moment he raised his hand, his pupils suddenly shrank.
As if he had seen something extremely terrifying, his Adam's apple trembled violently and he wanted to shout, but it was too late.
Li Hanxue created a thousand soul marks in an instant, which penetrated into Wumeng's sea of consciousness through his arms. Coupled with the suppression of Dragon Sage Lord, Wumeng would probably be punished even if he had the cultivation level of a first-level saint.
Suppressed. Not to mention that he is not a holy king at all.
Wumeng didn't have the slightest resistance, and he was like a puppet for an instant, with an expressionless face.
Then Wumeng's eyes gradually regained their sparkle, but this sparkle was his absolute loyalty and fanaticism to Li Hanxue.
Under Li Hanxue's instruction, Wu Meng deliberately acted, and his attitude gradually improved. The two of them also chatted about some irrelevant things that did not create suspicion.
However, they were secretly communicating everything about this life in prison.