Forcibly breaking through the restrictions, this tyrannical and crude method, will cause some damage to the demon marks, but fortunately the restrictions have been broken.
The footsteps in the distance have already reached here, and I don't know if they were attracted by the movement here, but they came much faster.
"Here we come, the jailer is here! If you have something good with you, hide it quickly." The man opposite reminded him as quietly as possible.
Long Wenmu asked for Marshal Yu's Qiankun Ring, and used his natal demon skills to turn everything in contact with him into mist, penetrating through the iron bars of the cell.
Although these prisons are solidly made, for Long Wenmu, who knows his own demon skills, these things are useless.
The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer at the corner of the distant passage.
There were several empty cells nearby. Long Wenmu quickly rushed in and hid several Universe Rings under the straw mat. Then he used his natal demon skills to return to his cell.
He had just returned with his front legs when two jailers with great demon master cultivation were walking towards their side of the corridor.
Long Wenmu returned to the cell, threw something to Marshal Yu, sat cross-legged, and listened to the footsteps outside coming closer and closer.
After a while, two jailers came to the iron bar.
"Are these two guys?" The two jailers were clearly burly men.
His face was full of flesh, and he was as tall as two mountains of flesh.
"That's right, these are the two who were sent just now. I heard that one is a low-grade great demon master, and the other is a middle-grade great demon master. Their cultivation level is too low. I guess they will be sent to the blood pool in a while.
"
The two jailers were conversing among themselves.
Opening the iron door, the two squeezed into the small room.
"Didn't the other people search you when you came in?" A jailer's face trembled and he rubbed his big hands.
"I haven't searched. In the end, it won't be an advantage for us two brothers." Another jailer said carelessly.
The two jailers smiled strangely in understanding.
Long Wenmu and Marshal Yu both stood by the wall in silence.
A jailer looked at him and said, "Which sect do you two little bastards belong to?"
Long Wenmu and Marshal Yu looked at each other, and Long Wenmu said: "Tiangang Sect."
"Tiangang Sect?" the jailer laughed, "That's great. I heard that Tiangang Sect is a very wealthy sect and is also a big sect. You two are the geniuses of Tiangang Sect, so you must have a lot of good things."
Long Wenmu narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to do?"
The laughter of the two jailers became more sarcastic, and they stretched out their hands in front of them: "What are you doing? You, the proud men of heaven, must be stupid in the sect. You can't figure out what we are going to do? What are you carrying with you?
Good stuff, bring it out to me quickly."
Long Wenmu quickly covered the Qiankun Ring on his arm and stepped back with his eyes wide open.
The more the two jailers saw him like this, the happier they became, thinking that there must be something good in him.
How can I be polite to him?
Maybe these geniuses were outstanding in strength when their cultivation was not restricted, but now, they are just stronger mortals, still want to resist?
The two jailers restrained Long Wenmu, one on the left and the other on the right. One of them pulled hard and tore off the Qiankun Ring.
Marshal Yu simply took off the Qiankun Ring and threw it to the opponent.
The two jailers were overjoyed and took the Qiankun Ring over, and happily explored inside. However, as soon as they did so, their expressions immediately darkened.
A jailer took out a tattered demon weapon from the Qiankun Ring, dozens of demon crystals, and two useless medical books.
"That's it?" a jailer said dumbfounded.
Another jailer inspected the Qiankun Ring and took out similar things, mostly daily utensils.
"You two, if you have any good things with you, bring them all to me."
Long Wenmu was furious: "No more."
Two jailers came forward to search him, but found nothing. They checked the cell carefully again, but still found nothing.
"How about sending a beggar away with this little rag?"
"Two poor guys, bad luck."
The two jailers came happily, but left angrily, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared that Long Wenmu laughed coldly.
Of course, the two Universe Rings were prepared by him when he was hiding the real Universe Ring. Anyway, he had captured a lot of things before, including several Universe Rings.
After these two jailers obtained the Qiankun Ring, they would of course not think about the other Qiankun Rings they had. They would just treat them as if they had no other good things and leave it at that.
The surrounding lights gradually dimmed, and the two jailers had already walked away.
"Little brother, what a trick." The man opposite was amazed.
Long Wenmu looked outside and saw that there was no danger, so he used his natal demonic skills again to retrieve the real Qiankun Ring. He did not wear it on his hand, but put it in his arms.
Don't forget to take out a jug of wine, drag it with your demonic power and throw it into the iron fence on the opposite side.
"Brother, it's great!" The man opposite had a drink. He took a few sips and laughed loudly. "I haven't tasted the taste of this wine in many years."
When the jailer came, this man was willing to remind him aloud. Long Wenmu thought this man was not bad.
The man was drinking and leaning against the iron railing.
"The jailer won't come again, will he?" Long Wenmu asked.
"Don't worry, it won't come soon." The man took a few swigs.
"I haven't asked you your name yet." Long Wenmu also sat down by the iron fence and asked.
"Forget it, my name is Yan Ningfeng." The man said cheerfully, "For this jug of wine, I owe you a favor."
Long Wenmu laughed and announced his family status.
"Brother Yan, I'm afraid you've been here for a long time," Long Wenmu asked.
Yan Ningfeng recalled melancholy: "I am from the Tianwei Sect. I estimate it has been five or six years since I was imprisoned."
Tianwei Sect... Long Wenmu had learned something about the Chuyang Kingdom before, and vaguely remembered that the Tianwei Sect was also one of the sects of the Chuyang Kingdom, but in terms of status, it was much lower than Baihua Palace, and could be considered a middling one.
Sect.
Five or six years is not a short time to come here.
"Are all the people locked up here from all major sects?" Long Wenmu asked again.
There are quite a few people in this dungeon, and Long Wenmu saw a lot of them when he entered. Considering that every sect sends disciples in, it is estimated that these are all the people imprisoned here.
The other party accepted his wine, and when Long Wenmu had questions, the other party answered them all.
"There are people from all major sects, and there are also many demon masters captured from other places."
"How many people are there?" Long Wenmu asked again.
"Who knows? Although I haven't counted them in detail, hundreds of people are indispensable."
Long Wenmu nodded slightly.
It seems that most of the people from the major sects who were brought to the royal family are still alive.
There should be some people from various major sects left here. I don't know if any of the people sent to Baihua Palace are still alive.
While Long Wenmu was deep in thought, Yan Ningfeng nuzzled towards him again.
"You can actually break the restrictions on your body. You are not simple."
"Luckily." Long Wenmu said casually.
"Whether it's luck or strength, as long as you can unlock the restrictions, at least you can suffer less here."
"What do you mean by this?" Long Wenmu asked.
"It's better to have strength than to have no strength. You will understand when the time comes." Yan Ningfeng said.
Long Wenmu was silent for a moment. Now he was captured by the Black Dragon Palace, but with his cultivation, it wouldn't be a problem to escape anytime.
I don’t know what’s going on with Changsunhou. But based on Changsunhou’s understanding of Black Dragon Palace, he shouldn’t show any signs of being hidden under the eyes of the people in Black Dragon Palace.
What should I do next? I sneaked into the palace this time because I wanted to clarify some doubts in my heart, and then find out clues about Taiyi Pure Soul Lotus. I also wonder if I can find some clues about Qian Lingxue in the royal family.
.
Now the royal family is not only looking for themselves and others, but they are probably also pursuing the traces of Qian Lingxue. If I can get this part of the information, maybe I can find the person before the royal family.
"Brother Yan has been here for so many years, have you ever seen anyone from Baihua Palace?" Long Wenmu asked.
"Palace of Flowers? Yes, we've met before. Why, did you have any issues with them?"
Long Wenmu quickly shook his head: "An acquaintance."
"Acquaintance? There should be a few people detained here in Baihua Palace."
Long Wenmu's expression changed slightly: "Really?"
When he came in, he thought about it, but he didn't have high hopes. Who would have known that someone from Baihua Palace was actually here.
"I think I've seen it before, but I don't know exactly where it is. You should be able to see it tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow?"
Yan Ningfeng chuckled: "Anyone who enters here will have no peace. Once every three days, all the people detained here will be taken to a certain place. In short, it is useless for you to know so much now. Just wait and see in peace.
Tomorrow. Some things come faster if I see them with my own eyes rather than talking about them."
Since he didn't want to say anything, Long Wenmu didn't force him.
Yan Ningfeng was probably a little tipsy because of his drinking, so he ran off and fell asleep without saying a few words.
Long Wenmu returned to the center of the dungeon and sat down cross-legged.
"Um, Manzi, please help me lift the restriction." Marshal Yu came up.
Long Wenmu did not refuse. It was not difficult to help Marshal Yu unlock the restriction. In more than half an hour, he had already helped him unlock the restriction.
The two of them sat quietly and adjusted their breathing, while Long Wenmu silently recovered from his injuries.
The restriction was forcibly broken before, which also caused a lot of damage to him, and he needs to recover slowly.
Long Wenmu sat quietly and adjusted his breath, slowly sorting out the breath in his body.
It can be seen under internal vision that the light on the demon marks is dim, which is caused by breaking through the restriction.
Long Wenmu circulated his demon power and slowly warmed up the demon marks. Unknowingly, he suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling.
There was no ripples in the dantian, as if everything had stopped. Near his first demon mark, there seemed to be an area where everything could stop.
This area surrounds the first demon mark, like an invisible layer of mud surrounding the demon mark.
What is going on? Long Wenmu sensed it carefully and felt that this feeling was somewhat familiar.
Slowly controlling Yao Hen, this feeling only appeared after he unintentionally warmed Yao Hen. Long Wenmu searched for the source of this feeling, only to feel that this feeling originated from inside Yao Hen.
Slowly trying to control it, the area covered by this layer of "mud" seems to be slowly expanding.
Long Wenmu calmed down and simply wanted to expand this feeling to the extreme.
Gradually, it seemed that the entire Dantian was filled with this power.
The process was extremely slow. Long Wenmu had been sitting quietly, and time passed. He didn't know how long it had passed.
Just when he was thinking quietly, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
Long Wenmu suddenly opened his eyes.
I saw that the lights around me had been extinguished long ago, and it seemed that a long time had passed while I was immersed in my Dantian.
The person who woke him up was Marshal Yu.
"How long have I been meditating?" Long Wenmu asked.
"It's been almost half a day, and probably one night has passed," Marshal Yu said.
Has it been most of the day? I am practicing quietly and can't sense the external time. It has been so long.
"Don't worry about that for now, someone is coming."
After hearing his reminder, Long Wenmu noticed the sound of footsteps.
Five or six jailers came this time.
"Everyone, please come out for me. The day has come to go to the blood pool."