Chapter 302: Unstoppable and Further Achievements
Chapter 302: Unstoppable and Further Achievements (The Earthly Immortal wishes the college entrance examination students unstoppable and further achievements)
"Cell No. 617 on the second floor, the prisoner is Tian Zhongshui, a demon in the Jindan realm, washed away by Yuanzhu. He is from the Southern School, the second elder of the Yinhe Ghost Cult in Nanpanjiang, Nanhuang, and is good at raising ghosts and corrupting water. Because of his magic skills, he flooded countless villages. After the Yinhe Ghost Cult was destroyed, he fled to Dianwen and was captured and put into the tower in the 449th year of Ming."
Cheng Xinzhan's divine sense swept through the jade slip atlas and quickly locked onto a demon on the second floor.
He was considered a half-acquaintance, and he had contributed to the destruction of the Yinhe Ghost Cult. At that time, the leader of the Yinhe Ghost Cult, Yang Xuanla, was ordered by Xin Chenzi to lead half of the followers to attack Fuxia Lake, and a small half stayed behind to guard the mountain gate. I think Tian Zhongshui was the one who stayed behind.
However, the net of heaven is vast and long, and nothing can escape it, so this devil was eventually caught.
They have dealt with the Yinhe Ghost Master Cheng Xinzhan before, and all their magic skills are based on raising water ghosts. If they are to be sent to the tower unjustly, it will never be their turn.
Cheng Xinzhan flew to cell No. 617 and saw a small wooden sedan that was too crowded for two people.
He transferred his magic power into the jade key and stuck it on the talisman paper on the door handle. The talisman paper immediately emitted a green light, shining on Cheng Xinzhan and the lion. With a flash of his eyes, Cheng Xinzhan arrived in the prison.
According to the rules of this spring search, two people cannot enter the same prison at the same time, but mounts like lions definitely do not count, because some people's combat power is entirely reflected in external objects, such as monsters, ghosts, corpse slaves, puppets, etc., and mounts naturally count. Xuanmen cannot specifically emphasize that these people are not allowed to participate.
After Cheng Xinzhan entered the prison virtual world, before he had time to see what was inside, dozens of ghosts with green faces and fangs pounced on him.
Cheng Xinzhan was not surprised. Yu Nanlin had reminded him many times that the most dangerous time to enter the prison world is just after entering the door. The demon inside would pounce on you and catch you off guard.
His expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and pointed directly at the ghost, saying,
"burn!"
The raging fire suddenly climbed onto the water ghost's body and began to burn fiercely.
"what--"
Immediately, a sharp scream of pain came from the cell.
The water ghosts quickly retreated, and only then did Cheng Xinzhan see what the so-called virtual prison looked like.
The space here is larger than Cheng Xinzhan imagined, and it is also a pure hazy color, but not as bright as the white walls of the winter sun in the cave stone and dragon scale virtual world. Instead, it is like the grayish white of a fish belly when the sky is about to dawn. The farther you go, the deeper the gray and black becomes. The pitch-black area is the boundary of this virtual world.
Cheng Xinzhan used his divine sense to scan the area and determined that this place was about one mile in radius.
Cramped and dark.
In the gray-black area farthest from the prison door, Cheng Xinzhan saw a person hidden in the darkness, an old man with pale skin, wet body, a face with a cold waxy glow, and a tattoo of a water ghost struggling upwards between the tip of his nose and the center of his eyebrows. He wore a green robe and a black hat.
It is the attire of the Yinhe Ghost Cult.
Tian Zhongshui put the summoned water ghosts back into the ghost altar, but when he looked down, he saw that the fire on several water ghosts had not been extinguished and was still burning violently in the water.
He looked at Cheng Xinzhan in horror.
"What kind of fire is this?!"
Cheng Xinzhan did not answer. He opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of gas.
The twelfth floor is the cloud orifice. The clouds, mists and clouds he collected on a daily basis were placed here. At this moment, his mind moved, and the mirage clouds from Yangming Yuntang Gang and the covering clouds from Chongyun Zhatian Gang mixed with the five-colored poisonous miasma of Kanli Mountain and were spit out by him. Then they quickly dispersed to every corner of this virtual world.
After the clouds and mist filled the virtual world, he summoned the Wind Bird Flag Formation and hid in the clouds and mist.
Although Yu Nanlin said that no one would monitor the situation in the virtual world, Cheng Xinzhan still had to make the necessary preparations.
Tian Zhongshui just took a breath of the mist and he felt poisonous gas entering his body. Hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes. The Taoist priest in green turned into a hundred, and a hundred turned into a thousand, and they filled the prison cell densely.
He was terrified. He had already seen that the Taoist in front of him was not on the same level as himself. He couldn't understand why such a person would come to find him. Weren't all the people who came before him disciples of Xuanmen who had not yet formed the Dan or had just formed the Dan?
He knew that he was like a fish on the chopping board. It was useless to beg for mercy. He might still have a chance if he fought hard. He quickly held his breath to avoid inhaling the poisonous cloud again. At the same time, he no longer spared his magic power and the little ghosts and released all the little ghosts in the ghost altar.
"burn!"
After making the arrangements, Cheng Xinzhan recited the spell again, ignoring the little ghost that was rushing over, and pointed directly at the devil himself.
Tian Zhongshui's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised the altar high, pouring out all the ghost-breeding water inside and pouring it on himself.
Then, Tian Zhongshui saw that there was indeed no fire on his body, and he was delighted, and a thought flashed through his mind:
Could it be just a flower stand?
He went to see the Taoist priest again, only to see him take out a gourd. He just shook his hand, and all the water ghosts he had raised with great effort were put into the gourd. He was very anxious and was about to shout, but he felt a pain in his heart. When the words came to his lips, he was too weak to say them.
The demon rolled on the ground with a headache, feeling as if his internal organs were burning and his bones were melting. After a while, he felt that the air he exhaled was like hot smoke.
At this moment, he understood that this Taoist priest was not just a show-off. The fire was not extinguished by his ghost-raising Yin water, but was burning from within his own body. Immediately afterwards, his consciousness fell into nothingness.
In just ten breaths, the water in the field was burned to ashes.
What Cheng Xinzhan regretted was that Tian Zhongshui's golden elixir was a mixed elixir without any evil spirits, and could not withstand the fire, and it also turned into nothingness. Moreover, the demon who had just passed through the thunder tribulation had not even opened up the Purple Palace, so naturally he had no treasures of the Purple Palace. This was a demon who imprisoned human souls and raised water ghosts, so naturally he had no right to talk about reincarnation, and his soul was burned clean by Cheng Xinzhan.
As for the various magic treasures and personal belongings that fell out of the acupoints, Cheng Xinzhan did not count them, but still went forward to collect them all. He did not want to store them in the dragon scale acupoint and use the cave stones. He would still follow the usual practice and take the time to send them to Baihu Mountain when he had collected enough.
Cheng Xinzhan opened his mouth and inhaled, taking back the mist, then took out the bell, shook it, and walked towards the door.
Immediately, a jailer came in. This man took out a magic weapon that looked like a white jade ball. It had nine layers of magic restrictions and protected himself tightly inside it.
The man quickly glanced at the situation in the virtual world and found that it was clean and there was only one person slowly walking towards him. Although he could not see clearly, he could recognize that he was wearing a Taoist robe and obviously did not look like a demon.
Is the demon hiding? Has the guest admitted defeat? But the Spring Sorrow has just begun, is this guest so weak? And he doesn't look injured, is he just a coward?
The jailer was guessing wildly in his mind. He had an impression of Tian Zhongshui here. He was a fierce demon. It was normal that he scared this seemingly gentle guest. He just didn't know which unlucky person had invited such a guest, and such a good spot was lost just like that.
But the jailer was not afraid either, as his protective magic weapon was specially made, and no demons on this level could break through it. Therefore, he was not afraid of the demon in the dark, and bowed to Cheng Xinzhan according to the rules.
“Fellow Daoist, are you going to give up now? Once you give up, you will have to leave the tower.”
Cheng Xinzhan frowned upon hearing this.
"What give up?"
The man frowned upon hearing this.
"You rang the bell to go out, didn't you?"
Cheng Xinzhan understood what he meant and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"I'm going out because I've killed the demon."
The jailer listened, raised his eyebrows, and began to carefully look at this virtual world, thinking that this person might be deceiving him, and said at the same time,
"Where's the devil's body?"
Cheng Xinzhan returned.
"It's burned clean."
"Burn it all?!"
The man raised his voice, "The spring harvest has just begun!" Tian Zhongshui is not made of straw.
"Yes, it's burned clean."
Cheng Xinzhan had no choice but to answer again.
"Fellow Daoist, can you let me test the demon's golden elixir?"
The man asked again, looking at Cheng Xinzhan warily. He was a little suspicious. Wasn't it some fool who came in and killed Tian Zhongshui without noticing? Was the person standing in front of him a demon in disguise?
"The golden elixir is also burned."
Cheng Xinzhan answered.
"The golden elixir is also burned?!"
The man's tone rose again, and the vigilance in his eyes became stronger. Who would burn the golden elixir when killing a demon? This is the most important result of the battle!
Cheng Xinzhan looked at the prisoner's reaction with some helplessness, and explained,
"My magic fire is special. Burning the demon corpses and golden elixirs can directly absorb spiritual energy and boost the power of the magic fire. My fellow Taoist, don't waste time. Take me out quickly. Then we can see what's going on with the magic mirror. Or you can ask someone with a magic eye to take a look at me."
The jailer looked at Cheng Xinzhan's calm response and although he was still a little shocked, he believed it to the point of 50%. So he took out his tablet and brush and asked Cheng Xinzhan,
"You are too kind, my friend. I don't believe you. May I ask your name? Which disciple of Xuanmen recommended you? I will record your merit for you."
The people who signed up for this spring search were recorded, and the minimum requirement for the outsiders who wanted to participate was the third realm. The prison was a little unbelievable that the demon in the prison killed people and seized their memories in such a short time. Tian Zhongshui must have some tricks, otherwise he would not be sent to the Demon Locking Tower, but he couldn't be so powerful, otherwise he wouldn't be locked up on the second floor.
"I am Yunlai Sanren from Kanli Mountain and I am protected by Yu Nanlin from Qingcheng Mountain." Cheng Xinzhan replied.
At this time, he had already walked to the front of the prison.
The jailer was about to write, but when he heard the words, he stopped and looked up at Cheng Xinzhan. At this time, he also saw the lion following behind Cheng Xinzhan and blurted out,
"So you are the master of Guanxuan Temple."
He had never seen this person before, but he had heard this name many times, so the remaining disbelief quietly dissipated.
"Master Guanxuan, please wait a moment. As usual, I need to inspect the virtual world. It's not that I don't trust your methods, but some of the devil's methods are really strange. Regeneration by dripping blood, rebuilding by leaving a shadow, and attaching clothes to shoes with stains. I have seen these methods many times in the tower."
Cheng Xinzhan naturally didn't mind and made a gesture to let him do as he pleased.
Then a talisman was burned in the prison, no one knew what it was, the fire illuminated the entire virtual world, but apart from the two people and the lion, nothing else was illuminated.
The master of Guanxuan Temple was very clean in his actions.
The prisoner sighed inwardly, then cast a talisman, and a hole opened in the virtual world. He gestured to Cheng Xinzhan and said,
"Master Guanxuan, the inspection has been completed and it is correct. Please come in."
"Good work."
Cheng Xinzhan bowed and walked out.
The prison followed closely behind.
After leaving the virtual world and returning to the tower, the prisoner finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the magic mirror had indeed not reacted at all. He smiled and said,
"Master Guanxuan, your reputation is well-deserved. I won't delay your spring collection. Please come in."
As the jailer spoke, he cast another talisman, which sank into the water mirror above his head. Then, ripples appeared just above Cheng Xinzhan.
Cheng Xinzhan looked up and saw that there were several ripples in other places - the other people were also moving very quickly. It seemed that among the guests invited into the tower this time, there were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
"Excellent."
Cheng Xinzhan smiled and bowed to the prison guard, then flew into the ripples.
After watching Cheng Xinzhan enter the third floor, the jailer wrote on the tablet:
"The Yunlai Sanren, who was protected by Yu Nanlin of Qingcheng, killed Tian Zhongshui of the Yinhe Ghost Cult."
Then, he put away his writing brush and took out a divination stick - this is also a sound transmission instrument. The sound transmission instruments of different places and families look different. Some use bells, some use conch shells. People in Bashu like to use divination sticks.
The jailers on duty in the Demon Locking Tower have to use the divination sticks to report the situation on each floor and in each place from time to time. And because they have to patrol all the time and cannot do other things, they often chat with the divination sticks.
At this time, he untied the divination sticks and heard lively chatter coming from inside. Many Xuanmen disciples were assigned to the tower as prisoners during the Spring Hunt, and they were chatting animatedly. After listening for a while, he found that they were placing bets. There were many bets: which floor could be the highest, the time to reach the top, who killed the most demons, and so on.
He smiled, then said to the divination,
"Everyone, the master of Guanxuan Temple has reached the third floor. He just killed Tian Zhongshui, the second elder of the Yinhe Ghost Cult. It took him less than thirty breaths. When I went in, there was no trace of the devil's body left, and even his golden elixir was burned clean."
The noisy sound of the divination suddenly stopped, and then a more heated discussion broke out.
"Is it the master of Guanxuan Temple in Xikang?"
"Then which other Guanxuan Temple could there be?"
"It only took thirty breaths?!"
"Oh! I saw him, and he brought Lion-kun along."
It sounds like this is the third level prison.
"Old Li, you better keep an eye on him and see which one he chooses this time. Count the time!"
Someone from other tower levels reminded him.
Then, I heard that old Li say,
"I know, I'm watching him right now. He's still choosing. He's decided. I'll go over and take a look. Hey! He chose Monk Kongse from the White Bone Monastery!"
"Master Kongse, that's the third baptism!"
Someone familiar said.
"Ha! Abbot Yun has set his sights on this guy. I remember eight or nine years ago, when our Qionghai Sword Pavilion was still called Baihe Sword Pavilion, Abbot Yun frightened Monk Kongse so much that he broke his arm and fled at the mouth of Baihe River. Unexpectedly, Monk Kongse was later captured and brought to the Demon Locking Tower, only to run into Abbot Yun again when he came to search for him in spring. This is really his destiny!"
The person who said this must be someone who has been registered in Qionghai Sword Pavilion for many years.
"Monk Kongse's cultivation level must have dropped since he entered the pagoda, and Master Yun's cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds. Kongse is no match for him. I don't know how long he can hold out."
someone said.
"I bet within a hundred breaths!"
Judging from the voice, the person who said this was the one from Qionghai Sword Pavilion just now.
"Is it that amazing? This is the devil of the Three Washes, from the White Bone Temple! I bet it will take at least two quarters of an hour!"
Some people are not convinced.
"I bet it'll take at least an hour! I was the one who captured this monk Kongse!"
Someone said, suppressing his anger.
The noisy sound in the divination box stopped for a moment. Unexpectedly, the real owner was arrested and imprisoned today. This will be a good show to watch.
"I also bet within a hundred breaths!"
The prisoner on the second floor who had just sent Cheng Xinzhan away said that it was okay to watch the fun and he was not afraid of offending anyone.
"A quarter of an hour!"
"Half an hour!"
Everybody was shouting.
"He, he rang the bell to call me!"
Old Li from the third floor suddenly shouted, drowning out everyone else's voices.
"what?!"
"How long has it been?! Only fifty breaths?!"
"No way! Thirty breaths at most?"
"Old Li! Go in and take a look!"
"Get in quickly!"
Everyone urged.
"Okay, okay, let's go now!"
Old Li responded, and then fell silent. He must have put the divination sticks away and entered the virtual world.
There was silence in everyone's hands as they waited for news to come back.
After about 40 to 50 breaths, everyone was getting impatient and started urging other prisoners on the third floor to go check. At this time, Lao Li's voice finally came from the divination box.
"I checked it. Hehe, I wasted time chatting with Abbot Yun. Monk Kongse is dead. No trace of his body is left! Abbot Yun has gone to the fourth floor!"
(End of this chapter)