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Chapter 667 Ke Zheng

As Cheng Shida said before, although Wang Sandao's cell is also at the bottom of Qishan Prison, his cell has been permanently sealed by the cultivators who built the prison. Not only is he not allowed to visit at all, but it is also independent of the other two

Nascent Soul Prisoner.

Therefore, Yang Lu only discovered the existence of the two Nascent Soul Stage monks through his spiritual consciousness, but was unable to detect the aura of Wang Sandao.

After walking through a corridor of about three to four hundred meters, Yang Lu finally saw the two imprisoned Nascent Soul Stage monks.

As two heavyweight prisoners in Qishan Prison, the cells of Elder Ke Zheng and Patriarch Mingzhu are not far apart. They are almost lined up one behind the other on the right side of the corridor. The distance between them is probably less than 200 meters.

, you can even call each other.

However, I don’t know if they were imprisoned for too long, which caused psychological problems for both of them. When Warden Fu led everyone here, the two Nascent Soul Stage monks didn’t say anything. They seemed to have no regard for these unexpected guests who suddenly appeared.

Any interest, the entire cell area was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. There were only two prison guards responsible for guarding Yuanying Ancestor. When they saw Warden Fu coming with Yang Lu and others, they nodded slightly to them.

Salute.

Unlike the Golden Core Stage monks who are imprisoned behind heavy black iron prison doors, the Nascent Soul stage monks' cell doors are made of some kind of transparent wall made of a crystal-like material, allowing the inside to be seen from the outside at a glance.

According to the order, the first person Yang Lu saw was Ke Zheng, the former Supreme Elder of Guiyi Sect.

Ke Zheng was an old man in Taoist robes with a stern face. Although everyone said that Elder Ke Zheng was a complete lunatic, when Yang Lu saw the appearance of Elder Ke, he felt that this person was not so much a mentally disturbed lunatic.

He was said to be in a vegetative state, but he was seen sitting upright in the corner of the cell, meditating quietly with his eyes closed, showing no sign of anyone's arrival.

If it weren't for the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that continued to emit from this person's body, Yang Lu would have thought that this guy was already brain dead.

Noticing everyone's curious looks, Warden Fu explained in a low voice: "The cells of Yuanying monks are all specially made. They can only see and hear the sounds from the outside, but the prisoners inside cannot see the outside.

Unless they get permission to visit, even the prison guards can't talk to them."

Yang Lu suddenly realized: "No wonder Elder Ke didn't respond to our arrival!"

However, the deputy warden shook his head and said: "It really doesn't matter. After all, the consciousness of the Yuanying monk can penetrate the boundless sea of ​​void. These ordinary cell restrictions cannot stop the Yuanying monk from taking the initiative to check. In fact, Ke

The elder usually looks like this. It is said that after Elder Ke was imprisoned in Qishan Prison, he rarely moved. Even if someone came to visit him and insulted him in person, he would not make any response. He even returned once

A sect leader came to visit him personally and even opened the cell door, but he didn't even raise his eyes."

Cheng Shida then added: "Don't look at Elder Ke who is quiet now. It is said that when he returned to the first sect, he went crazy and the scene was quite embarrassing. He simply didn't recognize his relatives! There is really nothing he can do about returning to the first sect.

Only then will he be sent to Qishan Prison. Now Elder Ke has not had a mental illness for many years, but he is as motionless as a living dead. I don’t know if this can be considered as an improvement in his condition. "

Yang Lu pointed at Elder Ke and asked, "So...he usually looks like this?"

Warden Fu nodded and said: "This person can even remain motionless in the same posture for several years in a row. Even if the monks from the Transcendental Sect of Guiyi Sect are very powerful in retreat, I have never seen a person who can meditate like this."

However, Cheng Shida curled his lips and said with disapproval: "In my opinion, Elder Ke is probably completely crazy! You should know that he has lived in Qishan Prison for two hundred years, but his cultivation level is in Yuanying."

He has not made any progress on the first floor. I seriously doubt that he is not meditating at all, but just sitting there in a daze!"

Warden Fu spread his hands and said: "Anyway, his mind must be abnormal, but we don't know exactly why it is abnormal!"

After meditating and reciting sutras continuously for two hundred years, even a pig's cultivation level should have improved. Therefore, Cheng Shida and Fu Zhibin's judgment should be OK - it is absolutely impossible for a person with a normal mind to sit in a daze for two hundred years.

Speaking of humans, even turtles have never seen anyone so tolerant!

After seeing Elder Ke's mental state, Yang Lu finally understood why Cheng Shida and Fu Zhibin didn't choose Ke Zheng as their partner. Now Elder Ke didn't seem to be able to communicate at all. Yang Lu even seriously doubted that even if Cheng Shida

When his cell door was opened, Elder Ke didn't even know he wanted to escape.

After complaining about this vegetative boss, everyone was ready to move on, and Warden Fu also took the opportunity to warn: "Ancestor Mingzhu is not like Ke Zheng, he is not completely crazy, but I suggest you

Don’t communicate too much with him and get down to business first, after all, we are not here to chat this time!”

However, Yang Lu shook his head and said: "Ancestor Mingzhu is a registered disciple of the Ascending Immortal. I really have a few questions to ask him. Since the cell of the Yuanying Stage monk is isolated from the world, and people outside need to wait.

As part of our signal operation, even if we chat a few more words with Mingzhu Ancestor in prison, there should be no problem!"

"Having said that...but after all, business matters are important, so you'd better not cause trouble!"

However, Yang Lu still insisted on his statement: "Although President Li Qingyang's statement about visiting Ancestor Mingzhu was just a pretext, before he passed away, he did entrust me to inquire about some things about the Ascended Immortal. Since Ancestor Mingzhu can communicate,

I guess I can provide some clues, and this can be regarded as my reward for assisting you!"

Warden Fu immediately turned his inquiring eyes to Wang Ziwei.

Wang Ziwei pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Ancestor Mingzhu has been imprisoned for two hundred years, and there is no shortage of time to chat. Let Advisor Yang chat first!"

Now Wang Ziwei wanted something from Yang Lu, and Fu Zhibin and Cheng Shida also wanted something from Wang Ziwei. Seeing that Wang Ziwei chose to side with Yang Lu, Fu Zhibin had no choice but to give in: "Okay, but don't waste too much time.

!”

Yang Lu immediately promised: "Of course, I have my own sense of discretion. I just asked him a few questions!"

As they spoke, they came to the cell of Ancestor Mingzhu.

Unlike what Yang Lu had imagined before, Patriarch Mingzhu was not an old monk with gray beard and white hair. On the contrary, his face looked quite young, like a young man in his thirties.

Although Patriarch Mingzhu has just turned seven hundred this year and is indeed considered a "young man" among the early Yuanying monks whose average lifespan exceeds a thousand years, looking at the disheveled young swordsman in front of him, Yang Lu still

It is difficult to connect him with the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

Even if he is said to be the senior brother of his disciple Sun Lin Dong, there seems to be no sense of violation.

Compared to Elder Ke who was in a vegetative state, Patriarch Mingzhu's mental state seemed much normal. Except for his temperament, which looked a bit embarrassed and depressed, he did not look like he had been imprisoned for more than two hundred years.


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