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"I'm sorry."
Hong Ming was not polite either. After carefully examining the danfang recipe, he began to refine it directly.
Hongyuan elixir is one of the most simple elixirs. It is used to enhance the magic power of immortals. Among many elixirs, it is the easiest to refine, even simpler than some nine level elixirs refined before Hongming.
But as soon as Hong Ming made it, there was trouble.
It took three hours, but it failed.
Hongyuan elixir is more difficult to refine than expected.
"What's the problem with my alchemy
Hong Ming asked.
The old man shook his head: "your Alchemy skill is not mature enough. Before alchemy, the spirit fire helped a lot, but when refining the elixir, the spirit fire has little effect. If you want to refine the elixir, first of all, the Alchemy skill has to be improved. When you use the fire of ordinary earth vein to refine the nine level elixir, then refining the elixir is almost the same."
"I see."
Hong Ming nodded.
The skill of alchemy can't be fake, which is really not enough for Hong Ming.
But it's not Hong Ming's fault. The key is that he has so much time. If Hong Ming wants to practice his skills and understand the main road, how can he have so much time to study the memory of alchemy.
There is no solution to this matter.
"Thank you, master."
Hong Ming bows to leave.
But at this moment, the old man said: "wait a minute, little brother, are you ready to go like this?"
"What can I do for you, master?"
Hong Ming's eyes changed slightly and he said.
There was a smile on the old man's face: "little brother got my advice and used my alchemy furnace to waste my immortal materials. It's like leaving like this. Is there such a good thing in this world?"
"What do you mean, master?"
Hong Ming looks gloomy.
"Either stay and sign a contract, be my apprentice, or be put in jail by the guards." The old man said in a cold voice, and his face disappeared.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, his face showed a sneer:
"I'm afraid I'm joking. I'm invited by the elder to refine the pill. I'm not begging for it. How can I start this waste. If nothing happens, I'll go first. "
Hong Ming said that he was shining on his body and flew directly towards the gate of the city.
This time, the blue light on Hong Ming's body is shining, ready to escape from this ghost place.
This place is weird.
An old man setting up a stall has such a deep routine.
When Hong Ming left, the old man just stood in place, smiling.
Hong Ming is ready to leave, but at this time, the gate at the gate of the city is closed.
The guard on the gate burst out an amazing light and killed Hong Ming.
"I'm tired of making trouble in Xiancheng."
The chief General scolded.
A mysterious and direct light appeared around the general's body, which shocked all sides.
Even in this fairyland, the general is still incomparable.
A hand, the surrounding space are stagnant, as if by infinite force to suppress the general, can not escape.
"This is Nine turn Xuangong
Hong Ming's face showed a look of horror.
Hong Ming is very familiar with the general's way of cultivating strength.
It seems that the general has broken the first level of taboo. When he reaches the fifth level of Xuangong, he has already refined the power space in his body.
Our strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
General demon emperor and Xuanxian level strong, will not be the opponent.
Hong Ming was caught by the invisible hand, so he had no time to escape.
Hum!
Before Hong Ming spoke, pieces of black and white fairy ware appeared around him and put them on Hong Ming's limbs.
"Thank you very much for taking down this thief. It's very brave of you to run away like this if you destroy my talent." At this time, the old man came out and gave thanks to the leader.
The ancient general was obviously familiar with this Taoist. After a few words of casual communication, he gave an order:
"put this boy in the dungeon and shut him up for 5000 years."
"Yes
Two guards drive Hong Ming to the deep of the immortal city.
Hong Ming wants to speak and resist, but he can't.
There are four rings on the four limbs, each of which is black and white. They are imprisoned by the four immortals, and Hong Ming's spirit is locked in his body.
The whole body's mana, supernatural power and Avenue are all imprisoned.
I can't move at all.
He was led by two people and soon came to a very remote corner of Xiancheng.
After entering the prison, the array around is even more terrible.Even the surrounding space is imprisoned.
Two city guards give Hong Ming to a jailer. Without saying a word, the jailer takes Hong Ming to the dungeon.
"Stay well in this place. What you've done is nothing serious. You'll come out after thousands of years. If you dare to make trouble, you are ready to close it for tens of thousands of years! "
The jailer said, throwing Hong Ming to the ground and closing the prison door.
Hong Ming, with a helpless face, got up from the ground and began to observe the prison in this place.
The prison is made of unknown black ore, on which there is a mysterious Rune array. When Hong Ming looks at it, he can feel that it is extraordinary. The cell door around the prison is made of unknown immortal materials, emitting a touch of gold. Hong Ming can't recognize what immortal materials it is.
"This place should be the outermost part of the dungeon. There are cells in it."
Hong Ming thought.
But the most troublesome thing is not in this place, but in two hours, it will be dark. After dark, what should we do next?
There is a strange and incomparable power in the immortal city, which is hard to feel during the day, but it will burst out at night. This is the secret of the immortal city.
When Hong Ming entered Xiancheng, he did not find any clue, but he knew the difference here.
The fourth realm of enlightenment is to be clear by God.
Hong Ming obviously feels the difference of this immortal city.
"Stay and have a look!"
Hong Ming is helpless.
This place is not a dead end.
The Lord of Panlong city once came in and went out, which shows that this place is not really a situation of death.
Although Hong Ming is worried, he will not despair.
Standing up, Hong Ming stood in the golden iron window and looked around at other places. There were two rows of prison doors, about dozens of them. Hong Ming swept for a week, and all the prison doors were empty.
It's empty.
"It's not normal..."
Hong Ming's eyes shrank and he had a premonition of misfortune in his heart.
Time goes by.
Two hours passed in a flash.
The air around is changing rapidly.
In the void, the original air of the fairy spirit quickly turned into a kind of black death.
I don't know where it came from, but it spread quickly.
Sitting in the iron window, Hong Ming only felt the breath of death coming from all directions. Hong Ming's proud body was slowly corroded in front of the death.
Life, all into death.
"What the hell is this?"
Hong Ming was in despair.
At this moment, the physical body has no resistance at all.
The day after tomorrow, Lingbao doesn't work.
More and more dead Qi poured into Hong Ming's body, spirit and mana.
The body began to change, and the spirit was also affected. Hong Ming's body could not help shaking.
But just at this moment, in Hongming's Dantian sea of Qi, the power of chaos flickered, a chaotic air flow escaped, and burst out in an instant. Hongming's body, spirit, and death in his mana were all forced to retreat in this instant.
The chaotic air current emits light and insulates the dead air.
"Fortunately chaos works."
Hong Ming took a breath.
There's a lot of dead air.
At last, at a certain moment, the jailer, in his daytime clothes, passed by.
But at this moment, Hong Ming was shocked.
During the day, the jailer was full of the spirit of immortals. He was a living man, and his cultivation was not low. At least, he was an immortal, and he had several immortals on his body.
But now when he passed by, the jailer was full of death.
Death from the inside out.
The whole person became a corpse.
Hong Ming was too scared to speak.
"What the hell is this place?"
Hong Ming is so scared.
When the jailer comes back, Hong Ming shouts to attract the jailer's attention.
But the jailer turned around, looked at Hong Ming, turned around and continued to look back.
The jailer still has a weak consciousness, which is different from the corpse, but the strange thing is that at this time, the consciousness of the dead jailer is not completely lost.
"How can the dead still keep a certain consciousness?"
Hong Ming was shocked.
The jailer left soon.
Hong Ming spent the night in prison uneasily.
The day will come soon.
The jailer came to check again.
Hong Ming took the opportunity to ask:
"my Lord, how did you sleep last night?"
With a smile on his face, the jailer said, "no one in Xiancheng dares to make trouble. There's nothing bothering him. He can sleep soundly and Practice for a while at night."
"Oh, can adults feel the death after finishing?"Hong Ming asked in a low voice.
"Dead breath? That's true. Our city master cultivates the road of life and death. No one knows it in the fairyland. There are some dead Qi in the fairyland, which is very normal, but it has an extraordinary effect on refining the body and mana. You can have a try after you go out. "
The jailer was not polite, and said it directly.
Hong Ming was shocked and said:
"brother, I think you can get a lot of benefits from working here?"
"Good? You think too much. "
The jailer didn't leave. He sat down beside him and chatted with Hong Ming:
"in other fairyland cities, such as ours, we have to search for some treasures and skills. But our city leader hates these things most. He is very strict. For tens of millions of years, no one dares to do this. It's because our fairyland city is fair that there are so many My family and sanxiu came from settlement. "
"What's more, if you do something like that, you'll just have to pay for a little talent. Why do you have to stay here for thousands of years?"
Hong Ming smiles when he hears the words.
How to explain that.
The old man is a little bit of a fool.
The jailer was also idle and bored. No one came in on weekdays, so he began to chat with Hong Ming.
"Brother, is there no one else in this place except me?"
"Why not? You're the only one in the dungeon, but you go on and connect with the heaven prison. There are more than ten people in the heaven prison. But if you can go to the heaven prison, all of them are vicious people. They are locked in the heaven prison by the Lord of the City and can't escape."
The jailer laughed and boasted.
"Brother, I'm good at alchemy. Although the success rate of alchemy is not high, ordinary nine level pills are still OK. Why don't you find an immortal material and I'll alchemy. How about you and I share the profits equally?"
Hong Ming said.
The jailer hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"it's not a squeeze, even if it's found, it doesn't matter."
After a short time, the jailer came back with all kinds of immortal materials and Dan Fang.
After Hong Ming took over, he began to alchemy.
This alchemy naturally not anxious, Hong Ming took the immortal material and the elixir, stayed in the iron window, the jailer also left.
Night comes again.
Only this time, Hong Ming found something strange.
In the dark, the immortal wood also changed into a dead immortal wood. The jailer continued to patrol, as if he could not remember what happened during the day, and made an expressionless inspection.
The next day, Hong Ming made pills.
But this time, alchemy came to a critical moment and failed again.
This time, Hong Ming finally understood the reason.
It's not that Hong Ming's Alchemy skill is too bad, it's the problem of this immortal material.
There is dead Qi in the immortal wood, which is usually invisible. But when Hongming's refining comes to the critical moment, the dead Qi will burst out and affect Chengdan.
"The immortal city turned into an immortal city should have something to do with the Lord of the city. But in that war, the Lord of the immortal city should have died. Can such a strange change take place in this place after the death of the Lord of the city? "
Hong Ming doesn't know why.
This inference seems to be correct.
When the Lord of the city was there, the spirit of death was bound by the Lord of the city, which was naturally harmless to other immortals.
But after the death of the city leader, the air of death broke out, and all the people here became living dead.
Day is the living, night is the dead.
Even in the daytime, the same thing is repeated every day.
There is a mind, but the mind has been affected.
The night is more like a corpse.
"It's weird to stay in this place. I'd better find a chance to go out."
Hong Ming thought about it and was ready to leave.
But it's hard to leave.
General Nagu said that if you want to close this place for 5000 years, it will be 5000 years.
It's hard to get out in the middle.
During the day, Hong Ming stopped the jailer:
"brother, if I want to go out, what should I do?"
"Why do you have to compensate Xiancai earlier and go out, but now you're here, you can't help it. You can only stay five thousand years to go out. This is the rule of the Lord of the city. Even the descendants of the big family, when they get to the dungeon, they have to obey the orders of the Lord of the city."
The jailer was helpless.
"That elder brother, I want to go to the heaven prison to have a look. I don't know if it can work?"
Hong Ming asked again:
"didn't you say that although Tianlong is a place for felons, its conditions are excellent? Now that I'm here, can I have a look? "
"No, no, there are rules in heaven. It can't be broken. "
The jailer immediately refused.
"Brother, this place hasn't been visited for millions of years? In this case, it's OK for me to go in. Isn't there some skills and insights carved by the strong before they die? If I get it, I'll talk to my brother. ""This..."
The jailer hesitated for a long time before biting his teeth and saying, "you can only go in for three days. You can't stay long."
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"I'm sorry."
Hong Ming was not polite either. After carefully examining the danfang recipe, he began to refine it directly.
Hongyuan elixir is one of the most simple elixirs. It is used to enhance the magic power of immortals. Among many elixirs, it is the easiest to refine, even simpler than some nine level elixirs refined before Hongming.
But as soon as Hong Ming made it, there was trouble.
It took three hours, but it failed.
Hongyuan elixir is more difficult to refine than expected.
"What's the problem with my alchemy
Hong Ming asked.
The old man shook his head: "your Alchemy skill is not mature enough. Before alchemy, the spirit fire helped a lot, but when refining the elixir, the spirit fire has little effect. If you want to refine the elixir, first of all, the Alchemy skill has to be improved. When you use the fire of ordinary earth vein to refine the nine level elixir, then refining the elixir is almost the same."
"I see."
Hong Ming nodded.
The skill of alchemy can't be fake, which is really not enough for Hong Ming.
But it's not Hong Ming's fault. The key is that he has so much time. If Hong Ming wants to practice his skills and understand the main road, how can he have so much time to study the memory of alchemy.
There is no solution to this matter.
"Thank you, master."
Hong Ming bows to leave.
But at this moment, the old man said: "wait a minute, little brother, are you ready to go like this?"
"What can I do for you, master?"
Hong Ming's eyes changed slightly and he said.
There was a smile on the old man's face: "little brother got my advice and used my alchemy furnace to waste my immortal materials. It's like leaving like this. Is there such a good thing in this world?"
"What do you mean, master?"
Hong Ming looks gloomy.
"Either stay and sign a contract, be my apprentice, or be put in jail by the guards." The old man said in a cold voice, and his face disappeared.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, his face showed a sneer:
"I'm afraid I'm joking. I'm invited by the elder to refine the pill. I'm not begging for it. How can I start this waste. If nothing happens, I'll go first. "
Hong Ming said that he was shining on his body and flew directly towards the gate of the city.
This time, the blue light on Hong Ming's body is shining, ready to escape from this ghost place.
This place is weird.
An old man setting up a stall has such a deep routine.
When Hong Ming left, the old man just stood in place, smiling.
Hong Ming is ready to leave, but at this time, the gate at the gate of the city is closed.
The guard on the gate burst out an amazing light and killed Hong Ming.
"I'm tired of making trouble in Xiancheng."
The chief General scolded.
A mysterious and direct light appeared around the general's body, which shocked all sides.
Even in this fairyland, the general is still incomparable.
A hand, the surrounding space are stagnant, as if by infinite force to suppress the general, can not escape.
"This is Nine turn Xuangong
Hong Ming's face showed a look of horror.
Hong Ming is very familiar with the general's way of cultivating strength.
It seems that the general has broken the first level of taboo. When he reaches the fifth level of Xuangong, he has already refined the power space in his body.
Our strength has improved by leaps and bounds.
General demon emperor and Xuanxian level strong, will not be the opponent.
Hong Ming was caught by the invisible hand, so he had no time to escape.
Hum!
Before Hong Ming spoke, pieces of black and white fairy ware appeared around him and put them on Hong Ming's limbs.
"Thank you very much for taking down this thief. It's very brave of you to run away like this if you destroy my talent." At this time, the old man came out and gave thanks to the leader.
The ancient general was obviously familiar with this Taoist. After a few words of casual communication, he gave an order:
"put this boy in the dungeon and shut him up for 5000 years."
"Yes
Two guards drive Hong Ming to the deep of the immortal city.
Hong Ming wants to speak and resist, but he can't.
There are four rings on the four limbs, each of which is black and white. They are imprisoned by the four immortals, and Hong Ming's spirit is locked in his body.
The whole body's mana, supernatural power and Avenue are all imprisoned.
I can't move at all.
He was led by two people and soon came to a very remote corner of Xiancheng.
After entering the prison, the array around is even more terrible.Even the surrounding space is imprisoned.
Two city guards give Hong Ming to a jailer. Without saying a word, the jailer takes Hong Ming to the dungeon.
"Stay well in this place. What you've done is nothing serious. You'll come out after thousands of years. If you dare to make trouble, you are ready to close it for tens of thousands of years! "
The jailer said, throwing Hong Ming to the ground and closing the prison door.
Hong Ming, with a helpless face, got up from the ground and began to observe the prison in this place.
The prison is made of unknown black ore, on which there is a mysterious Rune array. When Hong Ming looks at it, he can feel that it is extraordinary. The cell door around the prison is made of unknown immortal materials, emitting a touch of gold. Hong Ming can't recognize what immortal materials it is.
"This place should be the outermost part of the dungeon. There are cells in it."
Hong Ming thought.
But the most troublesome thing is not in this place, but in two hours, it will be dark. After dark, what should we do next?
There is a strange and incomparable power in the immortal city, which is hard to feel during the day, but it will burst out at night. This is the secret of the immortal city.
When Hong Ming entered Xiancheng, he did not find any clue, but he knew the difference here.
The fourth realm of enlightenment is to be clear by God.
Hong Ming obviously feels the difference of this immortal city.
"Stay and have a look!"
Hong Ming is helpless.
This place is not a dead end.
The Lord of Panlong city once came in and went out, which shows that this place is not really a situation of death.
Although Hong Ming is worried, he will not despair.
Standing up, Hong Ming stood in the golden iron window and looked around at other places. There were two rows of prison doors, about dozens of them. Hong Ming swept for a week, and all the prison doors were empty.
It's empty.
"It's not normal..."
Hong Ming's eyes shrank and he had a premonition of misfortune in his heart.
Time goes by.
Two hours passed in a flash.
The air around is changing rapidly.
In the void, the original air of the fairy spirit quickly turned into a kind of black death.
I don't know where it came from, but it spread quickly.
Sitting in the iron window, Hong Ming only felt the breath of death coming from all directions. Hong Ming's proud body was slowly corroded in front of the death.
Life, all into death.
"What the hell is this?"
Hong Ming was in despair.
At this moment, the physical body has no resistance at all.
The day after tomorrow, Lingbao doesn't work.
More and more dead Qi poured into Hong Ming's body, spirit and mana.
The body began to change, and the spirit was also affected. Hong Ming's body could not help shaking.
But just at this moment, in Hongming's Dantian sea of Qi, the power of chaos flickered, a chaotic air flow escaped, and burst out in an instant. Hongming's body, spirit, and death in his mana were all forced to retreat in this instant.
The chaotic air current emits light and insulates the dead air.
"Fortunately chaos works."
Hong Ming took a breath.
There's a lot of dead air.
At last, at a certain moment, the jailer, in his daytime clothes, passed by.
But at this moment, Hong Ming was shocked.
During the day, the jailer was full of the spirit of immortals. He was a living man, and his cultivation was not low. At least, he was an immortal, and he had several immortals on his body.
But now when he passed by, the jailer was full of death.
Death from the inside out.
The whole person became a corpse.
Hong Ming was too scared to speak.
"What the hell is this place?"
Hong Ming is so scared.
When the jailer comes back, Hong Ming shouts to attract the jailer's attention.
But the jailer turned around, looked at Hong Ming, turned around and continued to look back.
The jailer still has a weak consciousness, which is different from the corpse, but the strange thing is that at this time, the consciousness of the dead jailer is not completely lost.
"How can the dead still keep a certain consciousness?"
Hong Ming was shocked.
The jailer left soon.
Hong Ming spent the night in prison uneasily.
The day will come soon.
The jailer came to check again.
Hong Ming took the opportunity to ask:
"my Lord, how did you sleep last night?"
With a smile on his face, the jailer said, "no one in Xiancheng dares to make trouble. There's nothing bothering him. He can sleep soundly and Practice for a while at night."
"Oh, can adults feel the death after finishing?"Hong Ming asked in a low voice.
"Dead breath? That's true. Our city master cultivates the road of life and death. No one knows it in the fairyland. There are some dead Qi in the fairyland, which is very normal, but it has an extraordinary effect on refining the body and mana. You can have a try after you go out. "
The jailer was not polite, and said it directly.
Hong Ming was shocked and said:
"brother, I think you can get a lot of benefits from working here?"
"Good? You think too much. "
The jailer didn't leave. He sat down beside him and chatted with Hong Ming:
"in other fairyland cities, such as ours, we have to search for some treasures and skills. But our city leader hates these things most. He is very strict. For tens of millions of years, no one dares to do this. It's because our fairyland city is fair that there are so many My family and sanxiu came from settlement. "
"What's more, if you do something like that, you'll just have to pay for a little talent. Why do you have to stay here for thousands of years?"
Hong Ming smiles when he hears the words.
How to explain that.
The old man is a little bit of a fool.
The jailer was also idle and bored. No one came in on weekdays, so he began to chat with Hong Ming.
"Brother, is there no one else in this place except me?"
"Why not? You're the only one in the dungeon, but you go on and connect with the heaven prison. There are more than ten people in the heaven prison. But if you can go to the heaven prison, all of them are vicious people. They are locked in the heaven prison by the Lord of the City and can't escape."
The jailer laughed and boasted.
"Brother, I'm good at alchemy. Although the success rate of alchemy is not high, ordinary nine level pills are still OK. Why don't you find an immortal material and I'll alchemy. How about you and I share the profits equally?"
Hong Ming said.
The jailer hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"it's not a squeeze, even if it's found, it doesn't matter."
After a short time, the jailer came back with all kinds of immortal materials and Dan Fang.
After Hong Ming took over, he began to alchemy.
This alchemy naturally not anxious, Hong Ming took the immortal material and the elixir, stayed in the iron window, the jailer also left.
Night comes again.
Only this time, Hong Ming found something strange.
In the dark, the immortal wood also changed into a dead immortal wood. The jailer continued to patrol, as if he could not remember what happened during the day, and made an expressionless inspection.
The next day, Hong Ming made pills.
But this time, alchemy came to a critical moment and failed again.
This time, Hong Ming finally understood the reason.
It's not that Hong Ming's Alchemy skill is too bad, it's the problem of this immortal material.
There is dead Qi in the immortal wood, which is usually invisible. But when Hongming's refining comes to the critical moment, the dead Qi will burst out and affect Chengdan.
"The immortal city turned into an immortal city should have something to do with the Lord of the city. But in that war, the Lord of the immortal city should have died. Can such a strange change take place in this place after the death of the Lord of the city? "
Hong Ming doesn't know why.
This inference seems to be correct.
When the Lord of the city was there, the spirit of death was bound by the Lord of the city, which was naturally harmless to other immortals.
But after the death of the city leader, the air of death broke out, and all the people here became living dead.
Day is the living, night is the dead.
Even in the daytime, the same thing is repeated every day.
There is a mind, but the mind has been affected.
The night is more like a corpse.
"It's weird to stay in this place. I'd better find a chance to go out."
Hong Ming thought about it and was ready to leave.
But it's hard to leave.
General Nagu said that if you want to close this place for 5000 years, it will be 5000 years.
It's hard to get out in the middle.
During the day, Hong Ming stopped the jailer:
"brother, if I want to go out, what should I do?"
"Why do you have to compensate Xiancai earlier and go out, but now you're here, you can't help it. You can only stay five thousand years to go out. This is the rule of the Lord of the city. Even the descendants of the big family, when they get to the dungeon, they have to obey the orders of the Lord of the city."
The jailer was helpless.
"That elder brother, I want to go to the heaven prison to have a look. I don't know if it can work?"
Hong Ming asked again:
"didn't you say that although Tianlong is a place for felons, its conditions are excellent? Now that I'm here, can I have a look? "
"No, no, there are rules in heaven. It can't be broken. "
The jailer immediately refused.
"Brother, this place hasn't been visited for millions of years? In this case, it's OK for me to go in. Isn't there some skills and insights carved by the strong before they die? If I get it, I'll talk to my brother. ""This..."
The jailer hesitated for a long time before biting his teeth and saying, "you can only go in for three days. You can't stay long."
"I'm sorry." Hong Ming was not polite either. After carefully examining the danfang recipe, he began to refine it directly. Hongyuan elixir is one of the most simple elixirs. It is used to enhance the magic power of immortals. Among many elixirs, it is the easiest to refine, even simpler than some nine level elixirs refined before Hongming. But as soon as Hong Ming made it, there was trouble. It took three hours, but it failed. Hongyuan elixir is more difficult to refine than expected. "What's the problem with my alchemy Hong Ming asked. The old man shook his head: "your Alchemy skill is not mature enough. Before alchemy, the spirit fire helped a lot, but when refining the elixir, the spirit fire has little effect. If you want to refine the elixir, first of all, the Alchemy skill has to be improved. When you use the fire of ordinary earth vein to refine the nine level elixir, then refining the elixir is almost the same." "I see." Hong Ming nodded. The skill of alchemy can't be fake, which is really not enough for Hong Ming. But it's not Hong Ming's fault. The key is that he has so much time. If Hong Ming wants to practice his skills and understand the main road, how can he have so much time to study the memory of alchemy. There is no solution to this matter. "Thank you, master." Hong Ming bows to leave. But at this moment, the old man said: "wait a minute, little brother, are you ready to go like this?" "What can I do for you, master?" Hong Ming's eyes changed slightly and he said. There was a smile on the old man's face: "little brother got my advice and used my alchemy furnace to waste my immortal materials. It's like leaving like this. Is there such a good thing in this world?" "What do you mean, master?" Hong Ming looks gloomy. "Either stay and sign a contract, be my apprentice, or be put in jail by the guards." The old man said in a cold voice, and his face disappeared. When Hong Ming saw this scene, his face showed a sneer: "I'm afraid I'm joking. I'm invited by the elder to refine the pill. I'm not begging for it. How can I start this waste. If nothing happens, I'll go first. " Hong Ming said that he was shining on his body and flew directly towards the gate of the city. This time, the blue light on Hong Ming's body is shining, ready to escape from this ghost place. This place is weird. An old man setting up a stall has such a deep routine. When Hong Ming left, the old man just stood in place, smiling. Hong Ming is ready to leave, but at this time, the gate at the gate of the city is closed. The guard on the gate burst out an amazing light and killed Hong Ming. "I'm tired of making trouble in Xiancheng." The chief General scolded. A mysterious and direct light appeared around the general's body, which shocked all sides. Even in this fairyland, the general is still incomparable. A hand, the surrounding space are stagnant, as if by infinite force to suppress the general, can not escape. "This is Nine turn Xuangong Hong Ming's face showed a look of horror. Hong Ming is very familiar with the general's way of cultivating strength. It seems that the general has broken the first level of taboo. When he reaches the fifth level of Xuangong, he has already refined the power space in his body. Our strength has improved by leaps and bounds. General demon emperor and Xuanxian level strong, will not be the opponent. Hong Ming was caught by the invisible hand, so he had no time to escape. Hum! Before Hong Ming spoke, pieces of black and white fairy ware appeared around him and put them on Hong Ming's limbs. "Thank you very much for taking down this thief. It's very brave of you to run away like this if you destroy my talent." At this time, the old man came out and gave thanks to the leader. The ancient general was obviously familiar with this Taoist. After a few words of casual communication, he gave an order: "put this boy in the dungeon and shut him up for 5000 years." "Yes Two guards drive Hong Ming to the deep of the immortal city. Hong Ming wants to speak and resist, but he can't. There are four rings on the four limbs, each of which is black and white. They are imprisoned by the four immortals, and Hong Ming's spirit is locked in his body. The whole body's mana, supernatural power and Avenue are all imprisoned. I can't move at all. He was led by two people and soon came to a very remote corner of Xiancheng. After entering the prison, the array around is even more terrible.Even the surrounding space is imprisoned. Two city guards give Hong Ming to a jailer. Without saying a word, the jailer takes Hong Ming to the dungeon. "Stay well in this place. What you've done is nothing serious. You'll come out after thousands of years. If you dare to make trouble, you are ready to close it for tens of thousands of years! " The jailer said, throwing Hong Ming to the ground and closing the prison door. Hong Ming, with a helpless face, got up from the ground and began to observe the prison in this place. The prison is made of unknown black ore, on which there is a mysterious Rune array. When Hong Ming looks at it, he can feel that it is extraordinary. The cell door around the prison is made of unknown immortal materials, emitting a touch of gold. Hong Ming can't recognize what immortal materials it is. "This place should be the outermost part of the dungeon. There are cells in it." Hong Ming thought. But the most troublesome thing is not in this place, but in two hours, it will be dark. After dark, what should we do next? There is a strange and incomparable power in the immortal city, which is hard to feel during the day, but it will burst out at night. This is the secret of the immortal city. When Hong Ming entered Xiancheng, he did not find any clue, but he knew the difference here. The fourth realm of enlightenment is to be clear by God. Hong Ming obviously feels the difference of this immortal city. "Stay and have a look!" Hong Ming is helpless. This place is not a dead end. The Lord of Panlong city once came in and went out, which shows that this place is not really a situation of death. Although Hong Ming is worried, he will not despair. Standing up, Hong Ming stood in the golden iron window and looked around at other places. There were two rows of prison doors, about dozens of them. Hong Ming swept for a week, and all the prison doors were empty. It's empty. "It's not normal..." Hong Ming's eyes shrank and he had a premonition of misfortune in his heart. Time goes by. Two hours passed in a flash. The air around is changing rapidly. In the void, the original air of the fairy spirit quickly turned into a kind of black death. I don't know where it came from, but it spread quickly. Sitting in the iron window, Hong Ming only felt the breath of death coming from all directions. Hong Ming's proud body was slowly corroded in front of the death. Life, all into death. "What the hell is this?" Hong Ming was in despair. At this moment, the physical body has no resistance at all. The day after tomorrow, Lingbao doesn't work. More and more dead Qi poured into Hong Ming's body, spirit and mana. The body began to change, and the spirit was also affected. Hong Ming's body could not help shaking. But just at this moment, in Hongming's Dantian sea of Qi, the power of chaos flickered, a chaotic air flow escaped, and burst out in an instant. Hongming's body, spirit, and death in his mana were all forced to retreat in this instant. The chaotic air current emits light and insulates the dead air. "Fortunately chaos works." Hong Ming took a breath. There's a lot of dead air. At last, at a certain moment, the jailer, in his daytime clothes, passed by. But at this moment, Hong Ming was shocked. During the day, the jailer was full of the spirit of immortals. He was a living man, and his cultivation was not low. At least, he was an immortal, and he had several immortals on his body. But now when he passed by, the jailer was full of death. Death from the inside out. The whole person became a corpse. Hong Ming was too scared to speak. "What the hell is this place?" Hong Ming is so scared. When the jailer comes back, Hong Ming shouts to attract the jailer's attention. But the jailer turned around, looked at Hong Ming, turned around and continued to look back. The jailer still has a weak consciousness, which is different from the corpse, but the strange thing is that at this time, the consciousness of the dead jailer is not completely lost. "How can the dead still keep a certain consciousness?" Hong Ming was shocked. The jailer left soon. Hong Ming spent the night in prison uneasily. The day will come soon. The jailer came to check again. Hong Ming took the opportunity to ask: "my Lord, how did you sleep last night?" With a smile on his face, the jailer said, "no one in Xiancheng dares to make trouble. There's nothing bothering him. He can sleep soundly and Practice for a while at night." "Oh, can adults feel the death after finishing?"Hong Ming asked in a low voice. "Dead breath? That's true. Our city master cultivates the road of life and death. No one knows it in the fairyland. There are some dead Qi in the fairyland, which is very normal, but it has an extraordinary effect on refining the body and mana. You can have a try after you go out. " The jailer was not polite, and said it directly. Hong Ming was shocked and said: "brother, I think you can get a lot of benefits from working here?" "Good? You think too much. " The jailer didn't leave. He sat down beside him and chatted with Hong Ming: "in other fairyland cities, such as ours, we have to search for some treasures and skills. But our city leader hates these things most. He is very strict. For tens of millions of years, no one dares to do this. It's because our fairyland city is fair that there are so many My family and sanxiu came from settlement. " "What's more, if you do something like that, you'll just have to pay for a little talent. Why do you have to stay here for thousands of years?" Hong Ming smiles when he hears the words. How to explain that. The old man is a little bit of a fool. The jailer was also idle and bored. No one came in on weekdays, so he began to chat with Hong Ming. "Brother, is there no one else in this place except me?" "Why not? You're the only one in the dungeon, but you go on and connect with the heaven prison. There are more than ten people in the heaven prison. But if you can go to the heaven prison, all of them are vicious people. They are locked in the heaven prison by the Lord of the City and can't escape." The jailer laughed and boasted. "Brother, I'm good at alchemy. Although the success rate of alchemy is not high, ordinary nine level pills are still OK. Why don't you find an immortal material and I'll alchemy. How about you and I share the profits equally?" Hong Ming said. The jailer hesitated for a moment and nodded: "it's not a squeeze, even if it's found, it doesn't matter." After a short time, the jailer came back with all kinds of immortal materials and Dan Fang. After Hong Ming took over, he began to alchemy. This alchemy naturally not anxious, Hong Ming took the immortal material and the elixir, stayed in the iron window, the jailer also left. Night comes again. Only this time, Hong Ming found something strange. In the dark, the immortal wood also changed into a dead immortal wood. The jailer continued to patrol, as if he could not remember what happened during the day, and made an expressionless inspection. The next day, Hong Ming made pills. But this time, alchemy came to a critical moment and failed again. This time, Hong Ming finally understood the reason. It's not that Hong Ming's Alchemy skill is too bad, it's the problem of this immortal material. There is dead Qi in the immortal wood, which is usually invisible. But when Hongming's refining comes to the critical moment, the dead Qi will burst out and affect Chengdan. "The immortal city turned into an immortal city should have something to do with the Lord of the city. But in that war, the Lord of the immortal city should have died. Can such a strange change take place in this place after the death of the Lord of the city? " Hong Ming doesn't know why. This inference seems to be correct. When the Lord of the city was there, the spirit of death was bound by the Lord of the city, which was naturally harmless to other immortals. But after the death of the city leader, the air of death broke out, and all the people here became living dead. Day is the living, night is the dead. Even in the daytime, the same thing is repeated every day. There is a mind, but the mind has been affected. The night is more like a corpse. "It's weird to stay in this place. I'd better find a chance to go out." Hong Ming thought about it and was ready to leave. But it's hard to leave. General Nagu said that if you want to close this place for 5000 years, it will be 5000 years. It's hard to get out in the middle. During the day, Hong Ming stopped the jailer: "brother, if I want to go out, what should I do?" "Why do you have to compensate Xiancai earlier and go out, but now you're here, you can't help it. You can only stay five thousand years to go out. This is the rule of the Lord of the city. Even the descendants of the big family, when they get to the dungeon, they have to obey the orders of the Lord of the city." The jailer was helpless. "That elder brother, I want to go to the heaven prison to have a look. I don't know if it can work?" Hong Ming asked again: "didn't you say that although Tianlong is a place for felons, its conditions are excellent? Now that I'm here, can I have a look? " "No, no, there are rules in heaven. It can't be broken. " The jailer immediately refused. "Brother, this place hasn't been visited for millions of years? In this case, it's OK for me to go in. Isn't there some skills and insights carved by the strong before they die? If I get it, I'll talk to my brother. ""This..." The jailer hesitated for a long time before biting his teeth and saying, "you can only go in for three days. You can't stay long."
