Chapter 324: Why the Bell Tolls

Chapter 52: Why the Bell Tolls

Logically speaking, the old man should go to the lower level of the Demon Town Prison to check for himself. The problem is that the poison and corrosion in the pool water are too strong, and he himself finds it troublesome.

What's more troublesome is that even if he went there by himself, he would still feel a little disgusted.

He touched his stomach and felt nothing uncomfortable, so he sat down on the edge of the cliff.

If the ghost wanted to leave the Demon Town Prison, it had to come out from here.

The old man watched Bitan below from the edge of the cliff for several days.

He felt a little bored and a little hungry at the same time, he raised his head and looked up, grabbing it from afar.

Between the cliffs on the first floor of Town Demon Prison, the wind howled, and the rap and singing disappeared again.

The door of a cell opened, and a tall, thin man was thrown out and landed heavily on the ground.

This thin and tall man is a master of evil ways, his cultivation base is extremely strong, but he is bound by the vitality lock, so he is powerless to resist.

An invisible force appeared in the dark world, like an invisible hand, grabbing the evil master and quickly retreating.

I don't know how long it took, the evil master fell down the cliff, crossed the scorching sand plain, and came to the old man on the edge of the cliff.

The old man stretched out his hand and pinched the upper arm of the evil master, feeling quite tight, and said with satisfaction: "The muscles are good, full of evil spirit, it can be regarded as a proper meal."

That evil master vaguely knew the biggest taboo in the Demon Suppressing Prison, and sternly shouted: "You monster, kill as soon as you want, don't humiliate me!"

The old man ignored him, and tore off the entire right arm of the evil master with a little force with both hands.

Blood spattered, and the evil master turned pale from the pain, but he only groaned.

Because of the broken arm, the vitality lock was slightly loose, so he mobilized his true energy and blasted it into his head, hoping for a quick death.

An extremely domineering force appeared on the edge of the cliff.

The old man grabbed his throat, looked at him expressionlessly and said: "Even if he is a good man, dead meat is not tasty."

After saying this, he threw the evil master off the cliff.

When the old man waved his hand, the extremely domineering force entered the body of the evil master through his fingertips, sealing his vortex and making him unable to move.

The evil master fell into the extremely deep green pool, splashed a piece of green water, and after several times of ups and downs, his flesh and blood melted and he sank to the bottom of the pool.

The old man stood by the cliff, looking at the scene in the pool.

He rubbed his stomach and hiccupped, feeling that he was finally full and his mood improved a lot.

At this time, there was movement in the bitan under the cliff again, a figure like a white fish swam up silently, broke through the dense green duckweed and swam to the edge of the pool.

The man brought out something from the bottom of the pool, which had a strange shape, like a branch that had been struck by lightning, or a long reef.

Looking at this thing, the man said a word, stood up with his back to the old man on the cliff, his body trembled slightly, and the highly poisonous pool water was evaporated into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The man took out a white dress and put it on, then brushed his right hand across his face, covering his true face with the sword, and then turned around.

The old man stood on the edge of the cliff silently.

Who is this person, unexpectedly he can't see through this layer of sword gang?

What is even more puzzling is that this person was able to sneak into the lower level of the Demon Suppressing Prison silently, without being discovered by him, and he can also come back safely, treating the pool of water as nothing.

This person's breath realm is not very strong, why can he do this?

It must be strong in other ways.

That's fine.

The stronger the ghost, the tastier it is.

This ghost's body looks so perfect, and the aura is also extremely clean and full, so the taste must be good, and it must be very nourishing.

If he could eat this ghost, he might live for many more years.

Thinking of this verse, the old man's eyes showed a greedy look, and the corners of his lips dripped with saliva, exuding a disgusting stench.

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In the quiet room of the Law Hall of Guocheng Temple, Patriarch Xuanyin put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked at the young man beside him.

He found out that Yin San had something on his mind.

This is a very rare thing.

It's not that Yin San seldom thinks about his mind, but that even if Yin San is thinking about how to destroy the world, the world often doesn't notice it.

Yin San wrote his thoughts on his face, indicating that this matter is very big, or it is very important to him.

Even when the Snow Queen gave birth, he was not like this.

The ancestor squatted in front of Yin San, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Yin San said: "I sent a letter to the Demon Town Prison."

The ancestor knew that Yin San was doing something through Bulaolin, but he didn't know that it was related to Zhenmo Prison.

He was surprised, but his expression was calm as usual, just like many times in the past.

But then he found that there was something wrong with his coping, and he quickly showed shock.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yin San should not have noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's the Demon Suppressing Prison..."

Patriarch Xuanyin remembered very clearly that Yin San packed his luggage and was about to leave that day. Could it be related to the matter of Town Demon Prison?

Yin San's realm is too low, and it would be very dangerous to reveal his identity, so he seldom takes action himself.

At the beginning of such a major event as the destruction of Yuntai, he only went to Wudao and had a few words with Xi Wangsun.

What kind of major event needs him to do it himself?

Yin San didn't say anything more, and walked to the quiet room.

Passing through the shadow left by the pine forest, he came to the tower forest. He took out a scroll of Buddhist scriptures from his sleeve and put it in a stone tower.

Just at this time, Guocheng Temple rang the bell for the end of the evening class.

In the distant bell, Yin San walked out of the temple to the outside of the vegetable garden, looked at the house that seemed to be burning in the twilight, thought of the burning Styx underground, and was silent for a long time.

It has been three years since the mosquitoes in the Demon Suppressing Prison failed to bring back the soul fire of the Underworld Emperor, and there are already crying sounds on both sides of the Styx River.

But he thought that the Underworld Emperor was not dead, but instead confirmed his original guess - Jing Jiu went to the Demon Town Prison in order to solve the problem of the sword ghost.

From the day he guessed that Jing Jiu entered the Demon Town Prison, he began to make arrangements.

This time he did less and simpler.

He asked Bulaolin to send a letter to the Demon Town Prison.

As long as Jing Xin is not too stupid, he will definitely tell the Zhongzhou faction about it.

No matter what the Zhongzhou faction thinks, they will definitely check that letter, and this letter is equivalent to being sent to the Demon Town Prison.

There was the sound of quarreling from behind the courtyard wall, and there was the smell of oily smoke. The fat monk didn't know what he ate again. Yin San thought about the delicacy in the world, who can resist it?

That dragon will find a way to swallow Jing Jiu.

But hard to swallow.

Then there will be chaos.

Chaoge City is bound to experience an earthquake.

Jing Jiu died.

Canglongjue.

Hades out.

This is the picture he wants to see.

He knew the greed of the dragon and had confidence in Jing Jiu. The only problem was that he didn't know the situation in Taichang Prison.

The bell of Guocheng Temple rang again.

He watched the final twilight and thought it was up to you.

No one in the world will help you except me.