The Linghai people carried Luo Yin, who was like mud in their hands, out of the main hall, through the palace walls, and went straight to a huge cave behind the main hall.

At this time, there were two Divine Soul Monks and a Jindan Grandmaster guarding the entrance of the cave, and when they saw the Linghai people coming, they hurriedly bowed and said, "Meet the Master." ”

The Linghai people threw Luo Yin in their hands casually, and said lightly to the Jindan Sect Master: "This person is going to commit a crime, His Holiness has a life, and he will be put on death row and strictly guarded." ”

The Jindan Grandmaster bowed down and replied, "My subordinates understand. ”

Saying that, he took a few steps forward, lifted Luo Yinlai, and then turned around and returned to the cave, and the Linghai people slowly followed into the cave step by step.

Inside the gloomy cave, a downward stone staircase winds its way around the cave, leading in no direction.

Under the leadership of the Jindan Sect Master Monk, the Linghai people climbed down the stairs. I don't know how long I walked, but the surroundings became more and more cold, and I finally came to a huge cave.

Around the perimeter of the cave, stone doors lined up one after another, and from time to time there was a burst of screams or crazy laughter.

However, the group did not stop there, but soon came to another stone staircase, continued to walk underground, and after passing through two more levels of prison, they finally came to a relatively small cave.

There are also stone gates in this cave, but the number is much smaller than the upper layers, only about five or six.

It was already very cold and damp because it had gone many miles underground, and from time to time water seeped out from the top of the cave and around it, and pools of water accumulated in the ground.

From time to time, a drop of water dripped from the top, hitting the stagnant water with a dull sound, which was particularly eerie in the silence of the underground prison.

The Jindan Grandmaster carried Luo Yin and quickly walked through the several stone gates outside, and came to the door of the innermost stone gate.

I saw that he took out a black token and hit a few spells at the stone gate, and the token immediately flashed with a burst of light. Then he held the token and imprinted it on the stone door, and the light on the stone door dissipated.

The Jindan Grandmaster stretched out his other hand and gently pushed it towards the stone gate, and the stone door opened, revealing the appearance inside the stone gate.

It was a small room no more than a foot square, surrounded by thick wet bluestone, and from time to time there was a faint glow, indicating that there must have been a lot of prohibitions on it to prevent the prisoners from escaping.

"Master, this is the strongest cell on death row, and I don't know if the master is still satisfied. Grandmaster Jindan said respectfully.

"Enough. The Linghai people nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, you retreat first, you can't approach without my order." ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired. Although Grandmaster Jindan didn't know what the people in the Linghai wanted to do, he knew that he would never ask what he shouldn't ask, so he didn't hesitate to leave the room and exit this layer of prison after Luo Yin was thrown into the cell.

The Linghai people sensed that the Jindan Sect Master had left, closed the stone door of the cell casually, and waved their hands to place a ban around them to prevent others from eavesdropping or probing the situation here.

After doing this, the Linghai people lowered their heads and looked at Luo Yin who was lying on the ground and sneered: "Boy, I didn't expect that you would fall into the hands of this seat again." ”

"I didn't expect that I would become a moth that threw myself into the net. Luo Yin reluctantly smiled bitterly.

"Although you have destroyed the physical body of this seat, but this seat also has to praise you, a small Jindan Grandmaster is so strong that he is not even your opponent of this seat, this alone, you can die without regrets!"

"If it weren't for the intercession of the seniors, I'm afraid the kid would have died a long time ago, and I still have to thank the seniors. Luo Yin said.

"Thank you, I don't want to save you at all, if it weren't for the secret of the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, I would have slapped you to death a long time ago, how can I wait for you to live until now. The Linghai people said coldly, "However, you can only survive for a while longer, and after we start a war with the Central Plains, it will be your death period." ”

"It's good to live a few more days, it's better than dying now. Luo Yin sighed and said.

"Hmph, you took all the Heavenly Spirit Fruit from this seat that day, and now it's time to Tu Nahu. Linghai sneered, and his gaze stayed on the Sumeru ring on Luo Yin's finger.

"That spirit fruit was originally a predecessor's thing, and now it can be regarded as a thing returned to its original owner. "Luo Yin is now reduced to fish meat, so he can only bow his head and say.

The Linghai man stretched out his hand and took the ring off Luo Yin's hand, and with a slight touch of his finger on it, the prohibition on the ring was erased in an instant, and then he probed his divine thoughts into the Sumeru ring.

"Hehe, you little Jindan Grandmaster, there are really a lot of good things. Linghai said, took out a bronze lamp from the Sumeru ring, and said with a smile: "This is a rare treasure, and the seat that was blown up by a flame that day was gray-faced." Such a treasure falling into your hands is really a tyrannical thing. ”

"And this one, the Golden Armor Divine Talisman, I don't know who refined it, and it was unscathed after receiving a full blow from this seat. The Linghai people had another palm-sized talisman in their hands, and they played with it over and over again, looking like they couldn't put it down.

Putting away the golden armor divine talisman, he took out a simple long sword from the Sumeru ring, and smiled in surprise: "The seventh-order magic weapon, it turned out to be a seventh-order magic weapon! Hahahaha, this seat can finally have a seventh-order magic weapon!"

In the barren land of the Mobei grassland, all kinds of things needed for cultivating immortals are quite scarce, and many immortal cultivators are very shy in their pockets, and they can't afford to have a few magic weapons at all.

Although Linghai is a dignified Yuanying master, the magic weapon he uses is only a fifth-order magic weapon, which he bought from the Central Plains with all his family wealth and hard work.

Therefore, as soon as he saw this seventh-order magic weapon now, it was no wonder that he suddenly burst into joy.

Putting away the magic weapon, he took out a black classic from the Sumeru precept, and read it softly: "The Heavens Mixed Yuan Sutra? I think it should be the practice of your kid's cultivation, wait for this seat to see how the color is." ”

As he spoke, he began to flip through this exercise, turning page by page, his originally somewhat contemptuous face became serious, and when he turned it, it became more and more solemn.

"Why is there only half of it, what is the use of this seat!" Linghai people flipped through it and found that this exercise was incomplete, only the lower half. And without the previous part, you can't cultivate at all. 2k reading web