Chapter 306 Meeting the Colorful People

On the second floor of Demon Town Prison, those officials and assassins are no longer locked up, but the real powerhouses.

For example, the suzerains of certain evil sects or the great monsters of the Underworld, and it is even said that there are some monsters left over from ancient times.

The soles of Jing Jiu's feet didn't really touch the ground, otherwise there would definitely be a sound.

But from the subtle changes in the air on the soles, he felt that the gravel on the ground had softened a lot, like hard candy that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

This place is already in the depths of the Demon Town Prison. Naturally, there is no sun, but it is still very hot, even countless times hotter than the ground with the sun.

The second floor of the Town Demon Prison is called the All Day Prison. In addition to the meaning of not being able to leave the sun all day long, it may also have something to do with this terrifying sweltering heat.

The air was filled with a fire-like smell, as if someone had sprinkled countless chili powders, and as long as one took a breath, it would be so hot that the throat would hurt.

Jing Jiu didn't like the cold in Shangdefeng and Xueyuan, and he didn't care too much about the extreme heat, and he wasn't breathing at this time, so he didn't have to worry about being choked and coughing.

He continued to walk forward, the air was getting hotter and hotter, and the blackness was getting thicker and thicker.

In his eyes, he could see many ripple-like lines appearing on the exposed stone walls.

That's not weathering but a trace of being softened by a heat wave.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sweltering heat finally subsided and the temperature dropped slightly. Jing Jiu stopped and stretched out his hands to grab the air.

In places where cold and heat alternate, there will naturally be wind, and he doesn't worry about alarming anyone with the sound of the wind brought out by his actions.

The next moment, he grabbed a hole from the air.

He rubbed his fingertips, feeling a little greasy, as if there was something more in the air.

After walking for a while, I could finally see the extra things in the air. It was green fog with a strong fishy smell, which should be very poisonous.

Jing Jiu didn't care. He was sure that the white clothes on his body could bear it, so he relaxed and was about to move forward when he suddenly felt his shoulders lighten.

At the moment when the iron sword was about to fall, he held the blade with his backhand, took a look in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The cloth wrapped around the iron sword has been severely eroded by the green mist, and it is still decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jing Jiu cut off a section of his sleeve, tied the iron sword behind his back again, and continued forward.

The green mist is getting thicker and thicker, and occasionally it is blown away by the wind, and the surface of the stone mountain can be seen mottled, and pink can be seen faintly, like a festered wall of flesh.

Only those true evil masters and monsters can survive in this kind of place.

Walking along the green mist to the deepest point is a mountain stream, the wet cliffs are covered with moss, and there is a pool in the middle.

I don't know if it's because of the duckweed or the color of the water, but the pool water is extremely green, with green water vapor constantly rising from the surface.

That's where the green mist comes from.

Jing Jiu stood by the pool and waited for the wind to come.

Ping moved, and then the wind rose.

Huge white bones can be seen faintly in the pool, which looks extremely strange and terrifying.

The bones should be the remains of a certain great monster. Judging from the shape and size, the realm of this big monster is probably not too different from Chanzi's foster father of the mountain demon.

Such a powerful monster was imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Prison for some reason, and for some reason he was able to escape from the cell and come to this pool.

The pool is thousands of feet deep, filled with the most terrible poison in the world.

That big monster cultivated the bones to the extreme, stronger than the magic weapon, and was not melted, but he died after all.

Since the big monster fled here from elsewhere, it seems that the passage leading to the next floor is really in this pool.

Jing Jiu frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased, but he had no other choice.

If you want to meet that person, you have to go through some things.

He stepped into the emerald pool without making a sound, like hot swords falling into butter.

The pool soon covered his head, and Qingping floated back to cover the gap, as if nothing had happened.

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The corrosiveness and toxicity of the pool water are many times stronger than that of the green mist.

As soon as Jing Jiu entered the pool, the white clothes on his body had cracks, and then quickly turned into strands, which spread out with his movements and disappeared without a trace.

If there is a skylight falling at this time, just like the well in the sword prison, the picture at this time should be very beautiful.

Jing Jiu swam in the water.

Soon he came to the deepest part of the pool, passed through a very narrow stone crevice, and came to the world below.

This is the third floor of Demon Town Prison.

The person he was looking for should be here.

Different from the previous two floors, the third floor of Town Demon Prison looks very ordinary. Although there is still no light, it is dark, but there is no extreme heat or poison. The air flows naturally, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, just like Jing Jiu in the water, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

There is only one passage here, and it looks extremely deep, and it is not known where it leads.

Jing Jiu condensed his sword consciousness into an extremely thin line, and sent it towards that passage.

With the speed of sword consciousness, it still took a long time to return to his sea of ​​consciousness, one can imagine how long this passage is.

The tunnel is filled with an unimaginable amount of wind, and the deeper it goes, the stronger the wind becomes, until it forms an unimaginably powerful restriction at the end.

Even in his heyday, Jing Jiu was unwilling to enter this passage. Apart from the trouble of unlocking the restriction, there were naturally other reasons.

He understands why the wind in this passage is so strong, and why the restriction at the end of the passage is so terrifying.

——there is the abyss.

The abyss can lead directly to the underworld.

Jing Jiu didn't want to go to the Underworld, let alone step into that passage.

Where can he go now?

He turned and took two casual steps to the left.

An extremely wonderful feeling appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He doesn't know where he is.

To be precise, he lost his sense of place in space.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that time had also frozen, and he didn't know how long he had been in the Demon Town Prison.

The third floor of the Town Demon Prison is named Taichang.

It is said to be the opposite of impermanence in Zen, which is of course comical.

Jing Jiu knew that this was spreading rumors.

Taichang is just the pronunciation, not the regular character.

It's just that it has been said a lot, and now everyone thinks that Taichang prison is the word.

Even Taichang Temple got its name from it.

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Taichang Prison is completely isolated from the heaven and the earth, no breath or vitality of the heaven and earth can enter here, and no breath or energy can leave here.

Absolute stillness will make time lose its meaning, especially space.

But without a sense of place, and unable to determine the location, how could Jing Jiu find that person?

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and let himself float in this strange dark space without direction or goal.

In a world without the concept of space, any direction and goal will only get you lost.

He floated in the dark, seemingly relaxed, but actually very serious.

If you really get lost here, it will be very troublesome to leave.

He dared to come here to find someone because he was sure that the things he brought would definitely form some kind of mysterious connection with the other party.

After floating in the darkness for an unknown number of days, he finally stopped.

In fact, he couldn't feel himself stopping, but just a slight movement of his mind, and he naturally opened his eyes and woke up.

Before his eyes was a patch of light and shadow, black and white mixed together, unable to be separated.

The moment he saw that piece of light and shadow, that piece of light and shadow suddenly changed, scattered into countless pieces, and then re-condensed to form a brand new picture.

Green mountains, red soil, clear lake water, blue sky, purple flowers, brown birds.

The world is full of colors, but there is no black and white.

Someone is watering the flowering tree.

The clothes on his body were even more exaggerated, even the colors were indescribable, as if all the colors in the world were painted on them.

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(This chapter was written too hard, so it is a few minutes late.)