Ding Ning confessed a few words to Zhang Yi and Shen Yi, and then stepped onto the gray carriage that seemed to be emitting a musty smell.
The old horse knows the way, and there is no need for people to drive it. The two old horses dragged the carriage and began to walk through the streets and alleys of Changling at a leisurely pace.
In the carriage, Xue Yi sat with his back facing Ding Ning.
Ding Ning could clearly see the tattoo on his blue scalp. The tattooed one should be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, holding a jewel in his left hand and a tin staff in his right, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform. The whole tattoo is colorful and colorful, and the face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is kind and compassionate. However, such colors and compassion are extremely conflicting with Xue Yi's breath, which makes it look even more uncomfortable.
The curtains of this carriage were not sealed, as the carriage bumped, the curtains swayed, and a lot of chill came in.
Ding Ning, who was sitting in the innermost part of the carriage, tightened his collar, looked at the two brown old horses through the gap created by the swinging curtain, and said without words: "These two old horses are obedient."
Xueyi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, said indifferently: "The disobedient ones have already been slaughtered. If there are too many slaughters, there will always be some obedient ones left behind. Livestock are actually much easier to discipline than humans. For livestock, death It's the biggest fear, but people are different, and some people can risk their lives to do something they think is worth it."
Ding Ning's complexion didn't change, but his heart beat a little faster at this moment. He continued: "I didn't have any interaction with the adults before. I don't know why the adults reminded me in the first place."
Xue Yi didn't turn around, but just shook his head and said, "Don't have any illusions, just teach me a casual lesson. After all, every young practitioner in Changling is a precious asset of the Great Qin Dynasty."
Ding Ning fell silent and said nothing more.
Xue Yi also didn't say a word, letting the old horse pull the cart forward.
After driving for half a day, I finally drove into the outskirts of Changling and entered the dead Populus euphratica forest.
When approaching the low stone house built along the river, Xue Yi spoke again and said: "Wait to enter the prison, you have to follow my footsteps, if you take a wrong step, you may die .”
Ding Ning's face was slightly condensed, but he still didn't say anything, just nodded to show that he heard clearly.
Xueyi sneered lightly, his breath was only slightly exposed, but the two old horses who were already very tired suddenly fell into extreme fear and began to gallop wildly.
In just a moment, he crossed hundreds of feet of flat ground, facing a stone house that didn't even have a door, and it seemed that he was about to hit the stone wall abruptly.
However, in front of the strong wind brought by the carriage, the stone wall suddenly twisted with light and shadow, turning into a overlapping phantom.
The galloping carriage passed through the wall, suddenly plunged into a thick cold, the light on both sides quickly dimmed, and the sound of water splashing under the horse's hooves kept splashing. This side was just a phantom stone wall formed by vitality, and it turned out to be a flat passage. There are no windows on the stone walls on both sides, it is pitch black, and there is a layer of water at least two feet deep on the road.
This is the Water Shadow Road, the only way to enter the Great Floating Prison.
Under the shallow water layer, there are at least five powerful magic circles, and when Ding Ning's thoughts swept across, there are far more than five types of killing intent under the water layer.
Feeling the coldness contained in the unfrozen water, which is colder than ice, and thinking that the person imprisoned in the deepest part of this water prison is always in such bitterly cold water, Ding Ning no longer deliberately controls himself. His heartbeat and Qi and blood flowed, and his body trembled slightly.
With a bang, a stream of water splashed to the ground.
At last the carriage drove onto dry ground.
It is said to be dry land, but it is indescribably dark and damp, with a moldy smell emanating from and between the stone crevices.
After the two old horses stepped onto the dry ground, they stopped still, trembling uncontrollably.
Someone waited quietly by the side like a ghost, and took the two old horses away, leaving only Xue Yi and Ding Ning in the carriage.
Xue Yi turned his head and gave Ding Ning a cold look.
Ding Ning, who understood what he meant, walked behind him.
As soon as Blood started to move, the gray boots left unclear footprints on the ground.
Ding Ning followed in his footsteps.
The Great Floating Water Prison is the most heavily guarded place in the Great Qin Dynasty. Even a person like Mo Qinggong can only enter with the permission of the person in charge of the Great Floating Water Prison. In the imagination of countless people, the Great Floating Water Prison must be a continuous There is an iron prison immersed in cold water.
However, this is not the case.
In front of Xue Yi and Ding Ning at this moment, it was like a huge valley.
In the dark canyon, huge black rocks like temples stand.
Such valleys and temple-like mountain rocks are not phantoms built by the magic circle, but real objects, but on these rocks, there is a faint hint of the magic circle's murderous intent.
Xue Yi led Ding Ning to walk in the thick shadows under these dark rocks, passing through this seemingly peaceful underground valley.
Passing through this valley, a gray mist began to fill the front, and I couldn't see what the road inside was like, what kind of scene it was like, as if some violent beast in the gray mist was about to rush out at any time.
Xue Yi meandered in the gray mist, and the road went up with some twists and turns, like climbing a mountain.
When it was half a cup of tea, some lantern fires appeared in the faint gray mist.
Below the lantern, there is a forest of cherry blossoms.
The cherry blossoms are the deep purple mountain cherry blossoms.
In this kind of underground where there is no sunlight all day long, this cherry blossom forest is in full bloom inconceivably. The thick and gorgeous purple color even seems to be soaked into the lanterns hanging in the forest, and even the firelight emitted by the lanterns becomes Pale purple.
Ding Ning's breath paused slightly, and his brows furrowed uncontrollably.
He wasn't surprised or pretending, but genuinely nervous.
He didn't expect that Li Xueyi would take him through here today.
And here, for him, it is really dangerous.
Xue Yi stepped into the purple cherry forest.
Ding Ning stepped on his footprints.
It's just that with this step, the petals of all the surrounding cherry blossom trees were separated from the branches, and started to dance around him and Xue Yi.
This is an amazing picture that cannot be described in words.
Countless petals fluttered all over the sky, exuding a gorgeous luster.
However, for Ding Ning, there are countless sinister lines hidden in this beautiful picture.
Just like Zhang Yi and others before the fragments of freehand brushwork, as long as his thoughts unconsciously follow any line, these dancing purple cherry petals will naturally reveal some special aura.
Walking in such a rain of flowers at this time, he couldn't help but look at them, but these lines were extremely familiar to him. To look at these lines without even touching them with a single thought is like looking at them. No, not being able to perceive these lines is extremely difficult even for him.
When his mind began to be drawn slowly, and he felt fear slowly rising in his heart, and beads of sweat were about to ooze from his back, Ding Ning saw the face of his eldest grandson, Qianxue, in his mind.
"I want to walk through here safely."
"I can't let her stay in Changling alone."
"I have to go through here."
These three sentences rang in Ding Ning's mind continuously.
Then his heart was swept through a heavy snowstorm just like during the double cultivation at night on weekdays, and his state of mind became absolutely cold and calm again.
Xue Yi walked ahead, and when he stepped out of the cherry blossom forest in the hundreds of feet area, all the purple petals flying in the air flew back to the branches like butterflies.
The purple wild cherry forest looks still in full bloom and colorful, unchanged from before.
Ding Ning glanced back.
Looking at the wild cherry forest, he said coldly in his heart, "Changsun Qianxue is my biggest Achilles' heel, but she is also my greatest meaning in Changling."
Blood One moved on.
Passing through a stone road that seemed to be abyss on both sides, it finally stopped in front of a tomb-like stone chamber, turned around and said calmly to Ding Ning, "Here we are."
After saying this sentence, Xueyi retreated silently, leaving only Ding Ning standing in front of this stone room.
Ding Ning controlled the flow of Qi and blood in his body extremely carefully, making his heart beat faster.
"come in."
A voice that seemed to fall from a very high place came from the stone room directly opposite him.
Because it is too high, it is too cold.
Ding Ning seemed to be hesitant, not daring to move for a moment.
"Come in, since Master Shen asked you to come in, there will be no danger here." A familiar voice from Ding Ning came out.
Ding Ning's pupils brightened slightly, and said, "Lord Mo."
Then he stopped hesitating and walked quickly into the stone room ahead.
Shen Xuan, who was as thin as a turret, looked indifferently at Ding Ning who walked in from the door.
"sit."
He nodded to an iron chair in front of him, motioning for Ding Ning to take his seat.
Ding Ning glanced at Mo Qinggong beside him, and sat down on the cold iron chair without saying a word.
Shen Xuan stretched out his hand.
He was too thin and tall, and his hands were much longer than ordinary people, so as soon as he stretched out his hand, the palm of his hand fell to the top of Ding Ning's head.
Ding Ning saw it and couldn't avoid it.
His five fingers were slightly tightened, and the strength penetrated slightly between the flesh and bones of Ding Ning's head, and then loosened.
There was a trace of undisguised regret and depression in his brows.
In the historical process of Emperor Yuanwu's ascension to the throne, he was one of the people who played a decisive role. Later, he took charge of the big floating prison. The emperor's displeasure, or Emperor Yuanwu didn't like to reuse people who had betrayed others.
However, only he is very clear that he came to the Great Floating Water Prison not because of his relegation, but because of his own request.
Because it is related to his practice.
Where else in the world are there so many powerful practitioners in the Great Floating Water Prison
Where are the bodies of so many fresh practitioners that he can dissect and study at will
What's more, these people will spit out many methods of cultivation and experience in cultivation.
So this large floating reservoir itself is a huge treasure house.
It is precisely because of choosing such a path that in the early years of Yuanwu, his cultivation was not as good as Ye Celeng, or those princes in Changling, but now, he is even stronger than many of them.
Everything is false, only strength is high.
Strength is status.
Compared with true energy and breath, the flesh and bones of a cultivator are even more unreal.
With just one touch, he can feel the strength of the opponent's flesh and blood energy, and he can feel the "old and new" degree of the bones.
Bone age is true age.
When he noticed the existence of Ding Ning earlier, he thought about the astonishing speed of this wine shop boy's astonishing rise, and he had an astonishing idea, even a hope.
If this wine shop boy is the descendant of that person... then that kind of practice speed, comprehension, and ability to fight the enemy all seem normal.
If this is the case, as long as he can get something from this wine shop boy, his strength and status in Changling will be even more incomparable.
But to his regret and disappointment, the boy didn't have any problems today.
All reactions, even real age, are absolutely impossible.
Because the wine shop boy was supposed to be born three years after that person died, so how could he have anything to do with that person? It is even more impossible to get that person's personal inheritance, and get some experience from that person.
Because he was too regretful and disappointed, his mood was depressed.