Meng Fan's actions were undoubtedly seeking death in the eyes of all the prisoners.
After all, the man surnamed Lu had set an example in front of him.
It was at this depressing moment that one could hear the drop of a needle, the man in gray shirt suddenly laughed.
"Head of the cell."
The man in gray shirt explained to the head of the cell, "This one was caught just last night.
His soul was burned just now.
Counting the time, he won't wake up until the day after tomorrow.
But I don't know what happened, but he woke up today." , you know, the earlier you wake up, the greater the damage to the soul, I guess this kid can’t even remember his last name now.”
The man in gray shirt glanced at Meng Fan: "This unlucky fool" After hearing this, the cell leader's eyes improved a little.
The man in gray shirt added: "He hasn't woken up before and hasn't tested his cultivation level yet.
He has just been given a temporary number, cell leader.
How about I test it now?
Waking up early will also have a great impact on his cultivation level."
The prison head nodded with waning interest.
The man in gray shirt took out the black token again, pointed it at Meng Fan, and shouted: "Exit" Meng Fan suddenly felt the soul-branding jade tablet in his soul shake, and then his cultivation level relaxed.
The Qilin beast let out a low roar that only he could hear.
The majestic true energy began to circulate in the meridians, and the truth was about to be revealed before his eyes.
In terms of cultivation, Meng Fan hurriedly suppressed his cultivation secretly, and in the end, the only cultivation that was revealed was the Earthly Mysterious Perfection.
It is consistent with the previously suppressed cultivation.
His idea of doing this is very simple, which is to make the other party relax their vigilance.
Earth Xuan Dzogchen should not attract any attention here.
But it can't be too low.
If it is too low, it will have no use value, and the opponent may kill him immediately.
"Sure enough," the man in gray shirt didn't realize that the token could no longer control Meng Fan.
He looked at Meng Fan with disdain, suppressed his cultivation again, and said to the cell leader, "This man is useless and can't be sold for much." ” "Whose soul is he?"
The prison head looked away from Meng Fan.
"Old Ding."
The man in gray shirt replied, "Old Ding's branding soul has always been reliable, and the goods he gave us are very good, at least in the early stage of Tianzhan.
This time, he obviously made a mistake and destroyed this kid."
The old Ding in his mouth naturally refers to the old man from Ding's Miscellaneous Shop.
"Tell Lao Ding that next time he provides such rubbish, you will not pay him the Moon Profound Stone."
The prison boss said indifferently, his voice was very dissatisfied, "Our Soul Slave Prison does not accept all rubbish. ” "Understood."
The man in gray shirt nodded, "This guy didn't give Old Ding the Yue Xuan Stone either.
When our people went to Dingji General Store to pick up the goods as agreed, Old Ding and his son were not there.
I don't know where they went."
"Then don't give it to me."
The cell leader moved, turned his head, and glanced at the cell opposite Meng Fan.
"They are all the same trash.
If you can sell them cheaply, get rid of them quickly."
In the cell opposite, squatting was an old man with disheveled hair.
He looked slovenly.
When the cell leader looked at him, he grinned and said to himself, "I am the number one in the world."
It's quite glorious.
The man in gray shirt sighed silently.
He was really disgusted with the old man.
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This old man was a house slave thrown over by the city lord's palace.
He said that his hands and feet were unclean and he committed a crime.
He was cast into the dungeon by his soul.
He woke up very early and his cultivation level was higher than that of the old man.
Meng Fan was still low, he could only reach the eighth level of the Earthly Mystery.
In addition, he was old and had been sold as a soul slave for several rounds.
He failed to sell this old man and became the dungeon's thorn in the side.
Tian Zi No. 1 was chosen by the cell leader himself.
The purpose was obviously to ridicule the old man.
Meng Fan also understood at this time that the ranks of prisoners in the world should be divided according to the cultivation level of the prisoners.
The human character should be the one with the lowest cultivation level, which is the hardest to sell and the cheapest.
For example, there are high-quality goods, medium-quality goods, and low-quality goods or defective goods.
After checking the cells, the prison head in black robe said to the man in gray shirt: "It's almost done.
Get ready to open the soul refining array.
It's almost the sales day."
"Yes."
The man in gray shirt clasped his fists, and the group left.
"The black token in that kid's hand can control these people."
Meng Fan stood in the cell, his eyes flickering, "The buyer will definitely have such a token in his hand when the time comes.
Fortunately, I have the Hundred Poisons and Broken Heart.
Even if you are sold and out of control, you still have to run as fast as you can.
I don’t know what the soul refining array is doing.”
Meng Fan calmed down and checked the soul-branding jade tablet.
The moment the man in gray shirt unlocked his cultivation, those aunts and poisonous women took the opportunity to destroy the jade tablet.
Now there are several jade tablets on it.
There are many cracks, and the surface is even more pitted and miserable.
It is estimated that it will not be long before the jade plaque will collapse and disappear.
"Let's take a look at the situation in this cell first."
Meng Fan walked to the black prison pillar, pressed his hand on it, and shook it hard.
The prison pillar did not move at all, but it made a strange buzzing sound.
The formation on the ground began to ripple, and a ripple spread outward.
When Meng Fan saw this, he hurriedly used the Spiritual Ghost Eyes.
In his eyes, the formation showed countless dense and layered geometric shapes.
Meng Fan raised his foot and stepped on it.
The geometric shapes paused and outwards.
The spreading ripples suddenly collapsed "If you want to escape from prison, you must break the formation under your feet."
Meng Fan took two steps back, sat cross-legged in the middle of the cell, and began to study the formation.
Everything he did was watched by the old man in the cell opposite, who seemed to have guessed what Meng Fan was thinking.
The old man took two steps closer to Meng Fan and whispered to him: "Boy, don't make any evil plans.
This is no joke."
The old man said solemnly: "Those who want to escape from prison will be killed without mercy."
What surprised Meng Fan was that when the old man said this, he used some means to condense the words into a line and did not spread out, making it impossible for outsiders to hear.
Only he could hear it, just like Qing Ling.
It was like speaking to him with a soul voice.
Practitioners can indeed use Qi to suppress their voices, but it was the first time for him to see the old man transmitting his voice secretly like this.
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He raised his head and looked at the old man.
He did not speak, but secretly observed the old man's mouth with his spiritual eyes.
If you learn the old man's voice transmission skills, it will be a lot easier to work with others to deceive people in the future.
"Boy, this cell is made of heavenly wood, and it has a reinforced formation that can withstand a blow from a strong person in the Immortality Realm.
You'd better wait for someone to buy it.
You are still young, even if your cultivation level is low.
There is no shortage of people to buy it."
The old man said again, "I don't think I will die of old age because of my low cultivation level.
Don't be impulsive and take risks."
The old man meant well, Meng Fan nodded.
He would not escape from prison without being completely sure.
Next, he followed the old man's sound transmission method, opened his mouth and imitated it, and soon understood the principle.
Sound transmission is to use the true energy to wrap the voice, and condense and transmit the sound with a certain resonance.
The principle is simple, but the details are But it is very mysterious and requires very high skills in controlling the true energy.
But Meng Fan has practiced the art of Dan Fire and has mastered the control of Qi to a subtle level.
Naturally, this is not a problem for him.
After a while, Meng Fan can transmit the words thirty centimeters away from his mouth, and then forty Centimeters, sixty centimeters, one meter, two meters and finally reached the old man.
In the old man's astonishment, Meng Fan opened his mouth and said: "Old man, has anyone here successfully escaped from prison?"
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