Chapter 2032 Ghost Prison

Liang Yan raised his head slightly and looked upward.

He saw that the giant arch was a thousand feet high, with a threshold of a hundred feet, suspended at the end of the reincarnation path.

On the dark lintel, there was a hideous ghost head statue, staring at the countless living beings below with indifferent eyes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Liang Yan's sea of ​​consciousness: "This is the entrance to Fengdu City, also called 'Ghost Gate'!"

Liang Yan's heart moved after hearing this.

How could he forget about her!

Zhao Xunzhen is the disciple of the Ghost Hand Scholar. Although the master and the apprentice are not in harmony, they are still a member of Fengdu City and should know something.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan staggered forward like the surrounding spirits, and asked in secret: "Have you been to Fengdu City?"

"Well, I came here a few times with the ghost hand scholar before, but most of the time I was traveling outside."

When Zhao Xunzhen said this, his voice suddenly rose a few points: "Let's not talk about this for now. This Ghost Gate is the gateway to Fengdu City. It can see through all disguises. Its power is no less than the "Questioning Heaven Mirror" in Wushuang City! Remember, no matter what happens later, you can't use your magic power, and you can't communicate with me through voice transmission. Just treat yourself as a dead person, and you will have a chance to get away with it."

After saying this, Zhao Xunzhen disconnected from Liang Yan and never made any sound again.

At this moment, Liang Yan had followed the large army to the Ghost Gate.

Behind him, the fight between the four saints became more and more intense, the void was broken, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the powerful magic power was surging endlessly!

Liang Yan knew that he couldn't turn back. If he was even a step slower, he might be swept up by the aftermath of the magic power and die!

He didn't hesitate and staggered towards the gate.

As the distance got closer, Liang Yan could already see the moss on the threshold.

The Ghost Gate was not completely closed. There was still a crack between the two dark doors.

Countless true spirits lined up and entered the Ghost Prison through this crack.

Suddenly, a low roar came from above.

The hideous ghost head seemed to have discovered something. Its eyeballs slowly turned and shot out two strange rays of light, covering the crowd below.

Liang Yan was in the crowd at this time!

He was enveloped by this strange light and suddenly had an illusion that he was in a huge oil pot.

The boiling oil was all around, which made his body bubble. The severe pain tore his flesh and made him want to scream.

Faced with this sudden change, Liang Yan subconsciously wanted to use his magic power to resist, but soon remembered what Zhao Xunzhen had just said.

"Don't use your magic power!"

He suppressed the impulse in his heart and didn't react.

But the pain continued.

Liang Yan gradually discovered that this vision was not an illusion, but came from the feelings of the true spirit itself.

These pains were real, indicating that the hideous ghost head had the ability to bypass his physical defense and directly affect the true spirit!

"The people around me are numb, and I guess they can't feel this pain. If I react, I know I'm not dead."

Liang Yan thought to himself, endured the pain, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

In his sight, he was sometimes placed in a boiling oil pan, sometimes tied to a thorny iron tree, and sometimes fell into a mountain of thousands of knives.

All kinds of punishments were tried on him.

The severe pain almost made Liang Yan collapse, but he never said a word, nor did he use his magic power. He kept the same movements as the people around him and walked slowly towards the gate.

Finally, when it was less than three feet away from the crack of the door, the ghost head retracted its gaze, and its eyes became cold again.

"We survived."

Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then followed the large group to climb up. Soon he reached the threshold of a hundred feet high and walked into the Ghost Gate calmly.

The moment he entered the Ghost Gate, endless gray fog surged, and his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. He could only see a three-foot radius.

Liang Yan did not act rashly, and stood there waiting for a moment.

Soon, the gray fog dissipated.

Looking around, the scenery was very different from before.

Where is the canyon? At a glance, there were only rolling mountains, layers upon layers, high and low, and boundless.

The surroundings were still those true spirits, each with a dull look, but they lined up in a neat team and walked slowly forward.

There was a wide river in front, with countless rafts floating on the river, and a group of monks standing on the river bank.

These monks all have the cultivation of Juyuan Realm. They wear a dark blue cross-collared robe, a belt around the waist, a waist badge on the side, black boots and long pants, and make a "thump thump thump" sound when they walk.

"Huh? Why are these monks dressed so strangely? They look like officials in the secular world?"

Liang Yan was puzzled, but he remained calm on the surface.

He followed the large group forward, but secretly observed these "officials".

Most of these monks looked fierce and murderous. They looked like they often killed people. The murderous aura in their bodies could not be controlled and naturally emanated.

When Liang Yan was in Juyuan Realm, he had never seen a monk with such a face, which meant that these "officials" killed a lot of people!

Snap!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. It turned out that one of the officials raised the long whip in his hand and whipped a true spirit that was walking slower.

The true spirit was struck by the long whip and let out an unconscious scream. Then it disappeared into ashes, not even the dregs were left.

His screams alarmed the real spirits around him, and his originally numb eyes gradually changed, revealing a look of horror.

Everyone quickened their pace and quickly approached the river.

"Hurry up, I will take your time. If you waste time, I will kill you all!" The official raised the whip in his hand, arrogantly.

An official behind him laughed ferociously, looked around the crowd a few times, and suddenly raised his hand to take out a dozen true spirits.

Most of these true spirits were young girls or children. He devoured them one by one and then smashed them in his mouth, showing a look of unfinished content.

The other officials were not surprised by this, and no one stopped them at all.

"Sure enough, it's really delicious for children. If it weren't for business, I would really like to eat more." The officer narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Liang Yan saw this scene, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He could see that there was no benefit at all from the official devouring these true spirits, because these true spirits were mortals without magic power and could not provide him with cultivation.

That person did this purely to satisfy his own appetite!

"Deserves to be killed!"

Liang Yan thought this, but did not take action immediately.

Now that I have just entered the ghost prison, I still remember what Wei Wenxiang said. I am only one person, and I have to face the entire ghost prison. I must not be reckless and impulsive.

He won't take action easily until he understands the situation here.

Liang Yan followed the troops and advanced slowly. When they arrived at the river bank, the "officers" did not embarrass him and arranged him in the same raft with thousands of true spirits.

Later, an official boarded the raft and made a magic spell. The raft slowly started to move down the river.

Sitting in the raft, Liang Yan felt slightly surprised when he saw the green mountains on both sides of the river retreating like flying shadows.

You know, the officer driving the raft was mediocre in cultivation and could not reach the Juyuan Realm, but the raft was traveling extremely fast, almost catching up with his own flight speed.

After pondering for a moment, Liang Yan contacted Zhao Xunzhen again.

"The gate of hell has passed. Now you can tell me about what you know about 'Fengdu City'!"

"yes."

Zhao Xunzhen's voice came slowly: "Back then, I was admitted by the Ghost Hand Scholar and practiced here for a period of time. Fengdu City seems to me to be a very mysterious place. It is divided into eighteen floors from top to bottom. Each Each layer is an independent small world. It is said that the 18th layer can lead to the world of reincarnation. I don’t know if it is true or not."

Liang Yan was thoughtful, and asked after a moment: "You were not a ghost cultivator back then, but you were flesh and blood. How could you enter Fengdu City?"

Zhao Xunzhen replied: "Not all ghost cultivators in Fengdu City, there are also some normal cultivators, but they must take the 'Life and Death Pill' before they can enter the city."

"Life and Death Pill?" Liang Yan frowned slightly.

Zhao Xunzhen smiled bitterly and said: "This elixir can resist the death energy here, but it is also a poison that makes it easier for the people in Fengdu City to control us. In fact, the ghost-hand scholar also took the life-and-death elixir like me, otherwise he would not get it." Fengdu City’s trust.”

"Then now." Liang Yan glanced at her.

Zhao Xunzhen smiled slightly: "The old me is already dead. The Life and Death Pill, like the restriction left by the ghost-hand scholar, has been wiped out with my body. Now I have no worries."

"That's good." Liang Yan nodded and said thoughtfully: "Judging from the time, when you became a disciple of the Ghost Hand Scholar, Fengdu City had been controlled by Tiangong City and became a 'ghost prison'. Since you have been here before Here, have you seen the imprisoned Nanxuan monk?"

"No."

Zhao Xunzhen thought for a moment and replied: "There is an unwritten rule in Fengdu City that non-ghost cultivators are not allowed to enter the lower nine floors, so I only moved on the upper nine floors and did not see the imprisoned monks at that time. If they really If he is here, he should be detained on the lower ninth floor."

"Then how to get to the lower ninth floor?" Liang Yan asked again.

"There are eighteen floors of the Ghost Prison. Each floor has a Prison Master who is in the Tribulation Realm and is responsible for guarding the entrance to the next floor. If you want to go down, you must find the location of these Prison Masters or obtain their consent. , or defeat them."

"So troublesome?"

Liang Yan frowned and his face was a little gloomy.

He didn't expect Fengdu City to be so vast. Not to mention the eighteen floors, the first floor alone was boundless. It would take an unknown amount of time to find the location of these prison lords and defeat them one by one!

There is not much time left for him, only three days. After three days, not only will he not be able to save his master, but he will also have to answer for this.

Seeing Liang Yan's face gradually becoming gloomy, Zhao Xunzhen thought for a while and then said: "I have practiced here for a while, and I know the location of the nine-level prison masters very well. It is not difficult to find them. But the ones in Fengdu City There are a lot of monks. There are 100,000 ghost mountains on this first floor alone, and a full 80,000 monks practice here. Although their cultivation levels are uneven, they are not a weak force when gathered together. If they form a large formation , I’m afraid it will consume a lot of our time.”

After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly.

Although most of the 80,000 monks are in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Juyuan Realm, as long as they are gathered together by the Prison Lord, they can form a tight line of defense, and it will take a lot of time to break through.

There are eighteen floors in the ghost prison. If you have to force your way through each floor, there will definitely not be enough time!

"Isn't there any trick? For example, a secret passage or something that can lead directly to the lower ninth floor?" Liang Yan asked with a frown.

"No."

Zhao Xunzhen shook his head: "Scholar Guishou told me at that time that there is only one entrance on each floor of Fengdu City. If you want to go down, you must obtain the permission of the prison master."

When Liang Yan heard this, his eyes suddenly flashed.

"Scholar with Ghost Hands. His cultivation is not weak! He must have a high status in Fengdu City, right?"

"Huh?" Zhao Xunzhen was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded: "Master, do you want..."

Liang Yan smiled slightly: "You have been with Scholar Guishou for so many years, but do you know what his position is?"

"He seems to be called the 'Judge'. In fact, his cultivation level is enough to enter the lower ninth floor, but because he still retains his physical body and is not a pure ghost cultivator, he stays above and takes charge of the upper ninth floor." Zhao Xunzhen replied .

"It turns out to be the manager of the ninth floor!"

The smile on Liang Yan's face became even wider, and he said leisurely: "You have been following him for so many years, so you must know his personality, conversation and behavioral habits well, right?"

After hearing this, Zhao Xunzhen didn't know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "Indeed, based on my many years of observation of him, it shouldn't be difficult to deceive the prison master here."

"good."

Liang Yan nodded and stood up from the raft.

At this moment, the "Corpse God Seal" left in his body without smelling the fragrance has completely dissipated, the saint's magic power has been released, and Liang Yan's body has also transformed from a virtual spirit state to a normal state.

The "officer" standing at the bow heard the noise and turned around quickly, only to see a man in gray clothes standing in the middle of the raft, looking at him with a smile.

"You are not a real spirit. Your physical body is still there, how can you enter the gate of hell!"

The officer was horrified and deliberately shouted loudly, but he seemed to be stern and angry.

For some reason, the smile of the young man in front of him made his scalp tingle, and he took a few steps back involuntarily.

"What? Just now when you were devouring the true spirit wantonly, you weren't as cowardly as you are now."

Liang Yan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he didn't see any movement. A sword energy appeared out of thin air above the officer's head.

"ah!"

The ghost had only time to let out a scream, and the next moment he was pierced by the sword energy, and his body was chopped into countless pieces and fell into the river.

"You don't deserve reincarnation."

Liang Yan sneered, waved his sleeves, and his figure changed rapidly. After a moment, he turned into a young scholar wearing a black robe.

At the same time, a cloud of ghost mist flew out of the Taixu Gourd and transformed into Zhao Xunzhen.

"From now on, I am Guishou, and you are still Zhao Xunzhen." Liang Yan said calmly.