Liang Yan was sitting in the darkness at this time, his face looking very ugly.
He just checked his body and found that the storage bag and the spirit beast bag had been taken away. Li Xiaosong, Xiao Jiu, Zi Lei Tian Yin Sword and the spiritual weapons and magic weapons collected in the past were no longer with him at this moment.
!
The current situation is that he is behind bars, has no spiritual power in his body, and has no magic weapon on him. It seems that he is really bad in the extreme.
The only good news is that his Mayfly Sword is still hidden in his Dantian and has not been discovered by anyone.
However, due to the existence of the shackles, Liang Yan could not accumulate spiritual power in his body at all, so he could not use this flying sword.
"The key lies in these shackles. If I can break them, I can hope to get out."
Liang Yan thought for a while, then suddenly raised his right hand and punched the shackles on his feet.
"boom!"
A loud noise echoed in the dark and damp dungeon, but the shackles in front of Liang Yan were not damaged at all!
"how come."
Liang Yan murmured, raised his right hand and took a look, seemingly in disbelief.
Since he started practicing with the old monk when he was ten years old, "Hunhun Gong" has been his homework almost every day, with very little interruption during this period.
Now more than ten years have passed, and his physical strength has long been extraordinary. Even if his spiritual power is blocked, he is still confident that he can smash the shackles with one punch.
However, with just one punch, the shackles were not to mention smashed, and there was not even a single crack.
At this time, Liang Yan also gradually realized that something was wrong.
The cold atmosphere in this cell does not seem to be simple.
He hadn't noticed it when he first woke up, but now he noticed that this cold breath was constantly intruding into his body, suppressing his physical strength, making Liang Yan unable to exert even 10% of his strength.
"The shackles dissipate the spiritual power, and the prison suppresses the physical power. This place is really a death row!"
It can be said that this place has blocked almost all possible means of escaping from prison. Even if Liang Yan possesses several magical powers, he is almost helpless.
He sighed softly, still unwilling to give up, and continued to beat the shackles on his body.
Bang bang bang!
In the dark dungeon, his voice was the only one that kept echoing.
I don’t know how many days have passed, maybe ten days? Or half a month?
All in all, he was as determined as Liang Yan, and at this moment he gave up on breaking the shackles.
He has been repeating this matter over and over these days, but has not made any progress. It is obvious that with his current strength, it is impossible to break this shackles.
In the dark dungeon, Liang Yan leaned against the wall. Although he looked peaceful, he was thinking carefully in his mind.
"If I had been captured by the Qianyuan Holy Palace, I would not have been imprisoned for so long without taking any action. I am afraid that I would have been taken to Huangshi Mountain by now and executed by Huangshi Gong himself."
"But if Huanxi Villa captures me, what is the purpose?"
"I have never seen this village owner before, let alone know her. Why did she come all the way and cut me off from Taoist Dongguo's hands?"
This series of questions swirled in Liang Yan's mind, but he thought about it, but he could never find the answer.
Just when he was feeling a little decadent, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the dark dungeon.
Although the footsteps are light, they are extremely clear in this silent dungeon!
Liang Yan hadn't heard anyone else's voice for more than ten days. At this moment, he suddenly jumped back and looked at the darkness outside the cell with alert eyes.
Da da da
The sound came from far away, and a figure gradually came from the darkness.
The place was dark, and Liang Yan's consciousness was imprisoned in his cell, so he couldn't see the appearance of the people outside.
However, this person seemed to be rushing towards Liang Yan, and in just a moment, he had already walked outside Liang Yan's cell.
At such a close distance, Liang Yan finally saw the person clearly.
"Huh?"
The same word came from two people.
Liang Yan in the cell and the people outside the cell were stunned for a while, and the next moment they said in unison:
"why you!"
Liang Yan never dreamed that he actually knew this person who came outside his cell!
The person who came was tall and thin, with two bear ears on the top of his head and a somewhat charming face. He was the Xiong Yue'er whom he had conquered in Kyoto of the Yue Kingdom!
"Xiong Yue'er! Why are you? Why are you here?" Liang Yan asked hurriedly.
Xiong Yue'er seemed a little at a loss and hesitated for a long time before finally sighing and saying: "I'm here to deliver food to you, but before I came here, I didn't know that my benefactor was locked up here."
When Liang Yan heard what she said, he noticed that she was holding a bamboo basket in her arms. There were many exquisite dishes in the bamboo basket and even a pot of wine.
"It's a joke, we cultivators, why do we need these food and drinks?"
Liang Yan shook his head, looking disapproving.
What he said was the truth. As long as a cultivator succeeds in building the foundation, his physical body will be separated from the mortal body. Even if his spiritual power is sealed and his cultivation is lost, he does not need to eat and drink every day like a mortal.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xiong Yue'er still handed the basket with the food in, and at the same time pointed to a small bottle in the basket and said:
"You don't have to eat food, but you have to take medicine. Otherwise, you won't be able to withstand the coldness of this place. Over time, your whole body will rot and die."
"What! Are you serious about this?" Liang Yan asked doubtfully.
Xiong Yue'er nodded and said: "Yue'er will not deceive my benefactor! Some of the people who were imprisoned here before refused to take the medicine, and they all turned into withered bones in the end. And when my benefactor was caught and unconscious, he should have already taken the medicine.
It took one grain, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to survive until now.”
Liang Yan felt a chill in his heart when he heard it, but he looked at the vial filled with medicine in the basket, but did not immediately take it. Instead, he asked about something else.
"I wonder if you can tell Liang where exactly this place is?"
"The underground prison of Huanxi Villa." Xiong Yuer'er answered very simply.
Liang Yan secretly said, "Sure enough!", and then asked: "You are such a weirdo. If you don't practice on the top of your own mountain in Xu State, why do you come here to be a servant?"
"I"
This time Xiong Yue'er smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I was forced too, otherwise how could I do something to serve people in this place."
Hearing her depressed tone, Liang Yan seemed to have suffered enough grievances. He couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and said slowly: "Don't worry, what exactly happened? Please tell me slowly."
Xiong Yue'er nodded, and then told Liang Yan everything that had happened to her over the years.