Chapter 406 The First Prison of the Sea-Sealed Human Race
The No. 1 Prison in Fenghai County is affiliated to the Palace of Swordsmanship. It has a great reputation and shocks all parties.
It contains cultivators who have committed the most heinous crimes among all races, whether they are from the Holy Demon Clan or the Immortal Clan, or even the Shenglan Clan. As for the human race themselves who have committed major criminal offenses, they are also imprisoned here.
And throughout the ages, except for the holy demons and near-immortals who have made an agreement with the human race, no criminal from any other race can come out alive in this prison.
The reason why they were suppressed instead of beheaded immediately was because the waste was used and their cultivation was needed to turn it into the power source of the forbidden magic weapon of the county.
Therefore, as long as they are not killed all in one go and as long as there are more to come, it doesn't matter if tens of thousands die. To a certain extent, the criminals here can be dealt with at will by the Prison Department.
Since then, the prison has been filled with the aura of death, which is extremely gloomy. One can imagine how terrifying and brutal the pawns who serve there are.
For example, the ghost hand who taught Xu Qing a lesson before was one of the pawns. The evil spirit was so strong that Xu Qing could clearly sense it.
In addition, according to Xu Qing's understanding of the seven-day secret training, the first prison in Fenghai County was formed very long ago and was built in the same era as Fenghai County.
It was the first master of the Sword-holding Palace in Fenghai County at that time who personally supervised the production.
There are a total of one hundred and seventy-seven layers in it, each layer contains spatial means, its restrictions are endless, its formations are countless, and its defenses are astonishing.
Even if a strong person who returns to the void is imprisoned, he will never be able to escape.
Because in addition to the prison's own terror protection, the masters of the Sword-bearing Palace of the past dynasties have been guarding it here all year round.
This matter of palace lords guarding the prison has existed since the moment the prison was built. It was proposed by the first Zhijian Palace. Since then, successive palace lords of Fenghai County Zhijian Palace have followed this tradition and assigned their offices to
Put the place and place of residence into a prison and guard it yourself.
Therefore, every palace master must also be the prison chief.
In addition to incarcerating and providing the source of power for forbidden magic weapons, this prison also has another function, which is to intimidate.
This is one of the methods used by the human race to intimidate foreigners in Fenghai County.
For countless years, the number of monks imprisoned in the prison has been a secret, and only the Prison Secretary himself knows.
According to rough statistics from outsiders, this number... is like stars.
When this information appeared in Xu Qing's mind, he had already left the Sword Holding Palace and was speeding through the sky towards the Earth Prison Department.
Viewed from the sky, the entrance to the prison on the ground is transparent, and the line of sight can penetrate the barrier without any obstruction and see into the depths of the prison.
Except for the dozen or so floors in front of it that were still clear, the lower part was pitch black, like an endless abyss or a cold ghost cave, and the eerie atmosphere was particularly obvious.
The closer he got, the more intense the gloominess became. Until Xu Qing came to the earth, he stood outside the edge of the prison pit and felt the pressure of this abyss prison firsthand.
There was even a shaking feeling coming from under my feet, as if there was a giant beast struggling underground.
At the same time, endless ferocious aura also rose from the deep pit ahead, accompanied by bursts of shrill roars.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, took out his appointment order, and walked forward.
As he got closer, an invisible barrier appeared in Xu Qing's perception, and then terrifying divine thoughts like raging waves suppressed him from all directions...
It contains tyranny and a driving force.
It was as if there was an invisible giant waving its big hand towards him.
Xu Qing's heart was shaken, but he did not retreat. Instead, he held up the appointment order in his hand and spoke in a calm voice.
"Xu Qing, the sword holder, comes to report."
As soon as these words came out, terrifying thoughts immediately focused on the appointment order in Xu Qing's hand.
After a moment, this spiritual thought slowly dissipated, and the invisible barrier shone with red light. After becoming tangible, a door still flowing with blood appeared in front of Xu Qing.
This door reveals its simplicity and vicissitudes, and is filled with the feeling of passage of time. There are countless runes on it, each one exuding a strong meaning, and they combine to form a huge animal head, looking at Xu Qing with angry eyes.
Xu Qing looked calm and looked up.
After a long time, the door creaked and slowly opened, and a middle-aged monk with an unremarkable appearance walked out.
He was wearing the Taoist robe of a sword holder, and its general shape was similar to that of Xu Qing. The difference was that instead of the flames formed by red dark lines, it contained black flames.
There was also a scar on his face, which was obviously caused by some kind of magic and could not be dissipated. The skin there withered, making the man look extremely hideous.
His eyes were triangular, and at this moment his eyelids were slightly raised to glance at Xu Qing, especially Xu Qing's face, and he spoke with a serious smile.
"Welcome to the Prison Department."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Xu Qing glanced at it and followed him. The moment he stepped into the red door, he penetrated the barrier and appeared behind it.
In front of him, in addition to the huge pit of the Prison Department, there is also a series of steps that go down in circles along the edge of the pit.
Along the steps, Xu Qing followed the jailer in front and walked towards the Prison Department.
A cold breath rushed towards my face from below, and bursts of roars and shrill sounds kept swirling around. The tremors, like those caused by the rolling of giant beasts, were even more intense here.
At the same time, here, black is the main theme, and dark colors occupy everything.
Even if the sun falls from above, it still cannot dissipate the haze here.
Can
These were not Xu Qing's main points. When he walked up the steps and reached the first floor of the prison, he saw cells one after another within the walls of the surrounding pits.
Each cell is a huge area.
In each area, there are countless cages.
Countless criminals of all races could be faintly seen, roaring inside.
Not only that, but there was also rich blood, which spread from the surrounding soil and turned into a fishy stench.
Xu Qing remained silent, looked as usual, and continued to move forward.
The jailer in front of him occasionally looked back at Xu Qing. After noticing Xu Qing's calmness, his expression gradually became more interested.
At the same time, as the two of them continued walking deeper, Xu Qing also saw more jailers.
The jailers here are all very old, and they have been in a gloomy place all year round, which makes each of them carry a cold and evil aura that is difficult to dissipate. Some of them are carrying corpses in their hands, and the blood is still flowing down.
The ferocity coming from his bones made Xu Qing narrow his eyes.
In addition, he found that when the jailers here saw him, some were indifferent and seemed to ignore him, some were playful and cruel, and some frowned and looked at him...
Xu Qing didn't pay attention to these looks. He could feel that every jailer here was very strong in cultivation, and any one of these people would definitely not be an unknown person outside.
Xu Qing felt like a pack of wolves.
There are also wolves in the Sword Holding Palace outside, but the wolves in the Prison Department are more ferocious, bloody, and xenophobic.
They exclude all people who are not jailors. It seems that they have been here for a long time. In their hearts, there are only two identities here: fellow prisoners and prisoners.
The arrival of Xu Qing was neither a prisoner nor a jailer, and his appearance was very concealing. It gave the pawns the feeling that an unexpected light appeared in the dark night, and a lost wolf came among the pack of wolves.
Little lamb.
So, under these kinds of gazes, Xu Qing remained silent all the way, and with his usual calmness, he followed the jailer in front to the 89th floor.
This is the only center of the entire prison, with eighty-eight floors above and the same eighty-eight floors below.
On this floor, there is no prison, only a black hall, surrounded by twenty-one huge pillars, supporting the upper and lower parts, and there are also black lizards coiled on these pillars.
Their vertical pupils stared at Xu Qing, exuding a coldness. At the same time, the surrounding lights were also extremely dim, and they could not see very far. They could only see a person sitting cross-legged deep in the hall.
Here, the jailer leading the way became respectful, with fanaticism in his eyes, and he spoke respectfully.
"Palace Master, we have been brought here."
After saying that, the jailer stood up and retreated until he exited the eighty-ninth floor and waited outside.
Xu Qing took a deep breath
Angry, he clasped his fists and bowed to the figure deep in the hall.
"Xu Qing, the sword holder, pays homage to the palace master."
Almost at the moment Xu Qing's words came out, in the darkness deep in the hall, a huge eye suddenly opened. This eye was more than ten feet tall. The vertical pupils were yellow, and there were many black spots scattered inside.
The edge of the middle pupil swayed irregularly like smoke.
Under the eyes, there was a tall figure sitting cross-legged. He looked to be middle-aged. He was wearing black armor and had a spear in front of him. His black hair was swaying in front of his vertical pupils. The terrifying fluctuations made him
Twisted all around.
Xu Qing's heart pounded just by looking at it, and he felt as if he was seeing a god.
The other party is not different, but the pressure he exudes can affect everything, as if he is the god of this prison sitting there!
Exactly, the current master of the Palace of Swords!
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Qing coldly.
The moment his eyes fell on Xu Qing like lightning, every inch of Xu Qing's body was trembling, as if his body and soul could not bear it and were about to collapse.
Fortunately, the gaze was quickly withdrawn. When Xu Qing's face turned pale and his mind was shaken, the master of the Sword-holding Palace above spoke in a deep voice and said the first words he met Xu Qing.
"As a sword holder, everyone is a sharp sword for the human race. You must always be prepared to die for the human race."
The palace master's voice was rich and powerful, containing majesty. It spread all over the world and echoed in Xu Qing's mind. There were twenty-seven words in total, and each word was like thunder, exploding continuously.
"Although the sword holders have different levels of cultivation and position, no matter you or me, we are essentially one of the sharp swords that protect the human race!"…
"I didn't want to give special treatment to anyone, but you were appointed by the emperor and outsiders are watching, so I passed down the decree and asked you to become my accompanying letter."
"However, this is for outsiders to see, and it is also to respect the emperor. It is not because you, Xu Qing, a new swordsman who has not made any achievements, really deserves this."
"In my opinion, you are no different from other new sword holders, let alone those who have made great contributions."
The Palace Master's voice was calm and he spoke slowly. As the words echoed, the pressure became stronger. The entire eighty-ninth floor trembled at these words.
"Do you understand this?"
Xu Qing nodded. He felt that what the palace master said was reasonable. In fact, he didn't like this accompanying order very much.
"The Palace of Sword Holding is not a place to grow flowers. If you think you can rest here peacefully with the emperor's appointment, then you might as well go back to Yinghuang Province and enjoy your glorious glory there."
The palace lord spoke calmly
Xu Qing was silent for a few breaths, holding back the pressure and discomfort, raised his head and spoke in a deep voice.
"Palace Master, is there any place in this world where you can sleep without worries?"
The palace owner looked at Xu Qing.
"I don't know if there really is a place where you can rest easy, but I think some people can rest easy because others have endured the storm."
"And there is another kind of peace of mind, which is to kill all the enemies that can disturb you, and then you will naturally have peace of mind."
"I don't want to owe others, so I can't do the former."
"I want to do the latter, and I have always been doing the latter." Xu Qing rarely said so many words. After finishing his words at this moment, he bowed deeply and said no more.
The palace master looked at Xu Qing with a faint glint in his eyes. He was silent for a long time and then spoke.
"The position of "Accompanying Letter" can be attached to you, but I don't need you to do related things now. You can first serve as a pawn of the Prison Department. Let me see how you can become the second person you say you are.
The kind of person who sleeps at ease."
Xu Qing obeyed the order, bowed and left this floor under the watchful eye of the palace master.
Until Xu Qing's figure disappeared, the palace master, who was sitting cross-legged deep in the hall, spoke calmly.
"How's this going?"
"Everything is sincere." The buzzing sound echoed on the 89th floor, like the roar of a giant beast, and set off waves of storms that spread on this floor.
The huge lizards coiled on the twenty-one pillars lowered their heads one by one and trembled.
"I think so too." The palace master spoke calmly, and when he raised his right hand, there was a jade slip in his hand.
This jade slip was sent by the Sword-holding Court of Yinghuang Province. It records basic information about Xu Qing in great detail.
But Wushuang City disappeared when the gods opened their eyes.
"The Second God opened his eyes and did not die. He stumbled and rose from the slaughter. Such a person is worthy of my cultivation." The palace master closed his eyes.