At the end of the dark passage, a glimmer of light came into view.
At first glance, the floor tiles inside the hollowed-out mountain are neatly arranged, with a stone platform firmly located in the center, covered with sword marks, and full of the breath of time.
On top, a bronze mirror as tall as a person was suspended in the air, emitting a faint dark yellow glow.
Zhan Hongqu came to the hall, took off the iron sword on his back, and inserted it steadily into the stone platform. Then he made a gesture of invitation to Lu Bei: "Take off your sword. Although the prisoners here are prisoners, they are also seniors or fellow disciples of the Tianjian Sect. As a sign of respect, you are not allowed to bring a sword with you."
Taking off your pants to fart is a waste of time.
Lu Bei was quite disdainful when he heard this. He appeared to respect her, but in fact he was worried that the prisoners inside would snatch the iron sword and cause bloodshed.
He just didn't believe that when Zhan Lexian and other Nine Sword Elders came, they would put down their Nine Swords.
However, it was just a sword. He already carried two elder swords with him, so it would be okay to keep one.
Under Zhan Hongqu's speechless gaze, Lu Bei first took out the sword that Zhan Lexian had used, blew on it and rubbed it for a while, then took out the imitation of Dashitian and inserted it directly into the stone platform.
The more I look at this person, the more annoying he becomes!
Zhan Hongqu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Seeing his father's sword being touched by Lu Bei, he was extremely annoyed.
Suddenly, she thought of something and looked up at the bronze mirror hanging in the air.
Instantly, a look of shock appeared on his face and he subconsciously exclaimed.
"This is impossible!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"
Lu Bei followed Zhan Hongqu's line of sight and saw the pretty boy in the bronze mirror. He exclaimed, "It's impossible. How could there be such a handsome, elegant, and talented person in the world..."
Cut the red song:…
After waiting for a while, she confirmed that Lu Bei did not have the same blow twice and could continue blowing, so she raised her hand to interrupt and said, "That's enough, let's go in."
"Senior Sister Zhan, what did you just say is impossible? Is there something wrong with the mirror?"
Lu Bei understood the rules very well, and mainly discovered the rules. A ray of sword intent popped out, and he asked again while Zhan Hongqu was confused and his mind was completely unprepared.
"That is the magic mirror of the East China Sea, which can reflect the origin of all things. My father said that you are a monster like a beast, but you appear in the form of a human in the mirror. This is too strange." Zhan Hongqu betrayed his old father in a daze.
Bah, he is a beast for teaching his daughter some weird knowledge all day long!
Lu Bei was disdainful in his heart. He woke up Zhan Hongqu and asked him to lead the way towards the passage at the back of the hall.
After the two steps of unsheathing the sword and revealing their true forms, the rest of the stone road became smooth, and soon, the two arrived at a dark and cold dungeon.
It was pitch black at the end of the long corridor, and most of the cages on the left and right were empty, holding some creatures that looked neither human nor armored.
There are all kinds of things flying in the sky and swimming in the water.
Lu Bei looked carefully and found that these monsters seemed to have fallen into hibernation. No matter how large or ferocious they were, their bodies were pierced by golden steel nails, imprisoning their souls as well, making it extremely difficult for them to move.
A wisp of sword intent fell, and Zhan Hongqu shuddered. In response to Lu Bei's question, he explained, "The Subduing Dragon Nail and the Locking Heart Stone. With these two items, even if a powerful person in the Fusion Stage comes, he will have to lie down obediently."
"I saw the Fulong Nail, where is the Heart Locking Stone?"
“In their hearts.”
"… "
Lu Bei's eyes twitched, blaming him for asking such a stupid question. It was already the Heart-Locking Stone, so where else could it be if not in his heart
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is not a zoo, why are they imprisoning these monsters?"
"have no idea."
The passageway at the end of the first prison level led directly to the second prison level. Lu Bei finally understood why the prison visit lasted two hours. This unprepossessing prison was simply too spacious.
Even though there is only one path, it is very deep!
The second level of prison was filled with prisoners, most of whom were sword cultivators. Their cultivation levels were neither high nor low, ranging from the Baodan stage to the Huashen stage. It was truly a chaotic place.
Also, general bad breath.
"You are such a delicate little girl, come closer, I will let you know what a woman is."
"Hahaha, what a long pair of legs. I can lick them for a year."
"Little pretty boy, I like people like you, come here and give me some perfume!"
With a swordsmanship that can cut through red music, these dirty words could not make her angry at all. In comparison, Lu Bei was really irritating, as if he was possessed by evil spirits. A few more words from him could make people go crazy.
Zhan Hongqu calmly walked through the second level of prison without even frowning. Without waiting for Lu Bei to ask, he said, "The prisoners in the previous level were almost all spies from the Huangji Sect and Xuanyin Division. They were ordered to infiltrate the Iron Sword Alliance and were sent to Shuizeyuan after being captured."
Lu Bei nodded. He understood the logic. One day, when Huangji Sect and Xuanyin Division remembered these people, Tianjian Sect could sit down and exchange people with them.
Also, those people just now seemed to be lustful ghosts, but in fact they wanted to provoke Zhan Hongqu and seek a chance to escape from prison.
The possibility is slim, but after being locked up for so long, there is even a glimmer of hope that they will not give up.
The third prison.
Most of those imprisoned here are cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm. In addition to the standard Dragon Subduing Nails and Heart-Locking Stones, everyone has a seal wrapped around their face, covering their mouths and eyes, making them unable to see or speak.
Looking at the not-so-large number of forty sword cultivators, Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin. Is it possible? He said it was possible that these obsessed guys actually had very stable sword hearts, but they were thrown here to reflect on themselves because they didn't want to rebel and get beheaded.
You know what, the possibility is very high.
"It ends here, let's turn back."
“No more.”
Lu Bei looked at Zhan Hongqu in surprise and pointed at the dark passage: "Senior Sister Zhan, you are lying with your eyes open. How come such a long road leading directly to the fourth floor is gone?"
"It's gone, it's gone. I can't enter the fourth floor." Zhan Hongqu gritted his teeth.
“I understand.”
Lu Bei stretched out his hand and flicked out the Immortal Sword Intent, stimulating the resonance of the sword Intent in Zhan Hongqu's body, and once again entered the state of answering whatever was asked.
"Are all the people imprisoned inside in the Fusion Stage?"
"I have no idea."
"Why can't you get in?"
"The portal can only be opened with the elder's sword. I am not qualified to enter..."
Zhan Hongqu resisted with all her might, but facing the immortal sword intent, her resistance was not only weak, but it definitely added to the fun. Even though she knew it was impossible, she still revealed all the information with a cry in her heart.
In fact, when he came in, Zhan Hongqu had anticipated this scene and knew that he would make a big mistake.
Sadly, her swordsmanship was too resolute, and her desire for immortal sword power took precedence, allowing her to admit her mistakes and never repent.
"The elder only has a sword. I have plenty. Lead the way."
Lu Bei put his fingers together to form a sword, with immortal sword intent lingering on his fingertips. As he swung his fingertips, his eyes flickered back and forth, slashing the red song.
Interesting, I wonder if Senior Sister Bai would be the same.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei was a little excited. He silently recited a few words about the vast land and abundant resources, and gave Zhan Hongqu a little sweetness, allowing him to quickly open the way.
The experience was right in front of him, and they were all at the fusion stage level, so he could no longer bear it.
At the end of the road, Lu Bei inserted the elder sword that killed Le Xian into the stone platform, opened the portal to the fourth-level prison, and walked in while rubbing his hands.
The red music sent Lu Bei's figure disappearing behind the water curtain. He gritted his teeth and followed him.
…
The fourth level of prison.
The prisoners imprisoned here have no time for physical labor and exercise. Seven of them lie on their backs in a small cell. In addition to the standard dragon nails and heart-locking stones, each of them has a white cloth on their face and a huge square black stone pressing on their bodies.
The stone looked familiar. Lu Bei had seen it in Yuezhou. It was called the Demon-Suppressing Stone and was a local specialty of the Dashan Temple in the Demon-Sealing Valley.
There is only one such store.
Mo Buxiu also mentioned in his letters that he deeply regretted not bringing the consecrated Demon-Suppressing Stele back home to use as a table leg.
Lu Bei took a step forward, flew into the single room, and circled around the Demon-Suppressing Stone.
Ordinary demon-suppressing stones are just raw materials. Although they are precious, they only highlight the word "hard". Without the special consecration technique of Dashan Temple, it cannot become a prestigious demon-suppressing stele.
The sword cultivators of the Tianjian Sect did not know how to consecrate the stone, so their skills in strengthening the Demon Suppression Stone were only average. Lu Bei saw the clue, smiled calmly, leaned over to hold up the boulder, and suddenly exerted force.
"Give me… "
"Hmmmm-"
"…" x2
Three seconds later, Lu Bei's face turned pale, his brows were as red as a date, and he looked at Zhan Hongqu curiously: "Why don't you say anything? Do you know that it's because you didn't say anything that I was disturbed."
Zhan Hongqu raised his hands to cover his face, almost laughing out loud, turned around and said, "No regrets on your move, the Demon Suppression Stone will not rise once it falls. Although the Tianjian Sect does not have the means of the Dashan Temple, it has the Nine Swords Sword Intentions. How can you lift it with brute force?"
"Sister Zhan, your wisdom... is really unpredictable."
Lu Bei praised with a strange look on his face, and with the Immortal Sword in hand, he easily lifted up the Demon-Suppressing Stone.
boom!
When Zhan Hongqu heard the noise, he turned around hurriedly and came to the front of the prison. A ray of sword intent floated over. He lost consciousness and fell into a state of obsession, standing there motionless.
Lu Bei put his fingers together to form a sword, swept away the white cloth covering his face, and with both hands, picked out the thirty-six golden dragon nails. Finally, he cut open the chest and took out a crystal clear heart.
Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Without the Dragon Subduing Nail and the Heart-Locking Stone, the sword cultivator's body injuries recovered rapidly, his chest closed, and a new heart began to beat strongly.
The aura unique to the fusion period filled the entire place, solidifying the space. In the darkness, it seemed that a divine sword was slowly being unsheathed.
And listen, the sword's will is ringing.
Zhan Hongqu was frightened by the power of the fusion stage, his body was stiff and unable to move. He blinked frantically at Lu Bei, asking him to quickly put the Heart Locking Stone back to its place.
Lu Bei ignored Zhan Hongqu and calmly looked at the nameless swordsman who slowly stood up. Judging from his appearance, he was not very old, a young man of about 27 or 28 years old, eight feet tall, with a handsome appearance. He was a good man as tall and mighty as him.
"Who are you and why did you let me go?"
"Fencing."
"Can."
The man nodded indifferently, and thrust his finger into a sword. With lightning speed, the sword struck Lu Bei's forehead in an instant.
"Don't worry, you've been sleeping for so long, your sword is a little dull, I'll help you sharpen it first."
Under the man's stunned gaze, Lu Bei grinned, and the small world behind him expanded wildly, stretching out into infinity in an instant...