Lu Guogong is ready.He told His Majesty the Emperor about this matter, and decided to become the most diligent official in government affairs from today onwards, and sat in the Taichang Temple every day to drink tea.At the same time, he asked the prince Lu Ming for an errand in Nanhe Prefecture for a term of three years.If nothing goes wrong three years later and Jing Jiu comes back, then Lu Ming can return to Chaoge City, otherwise he will go directly to Qingshan through the relationship of the Gu family.Lu Guogong picked up the tea bowl again and glanced out of the house without a trace.The black-clothed car was gone.He sighed inwardly and hoped that everything was well.The black cloth covered in the car came to the depths of Taijoji Temple, passed through a bamboo forest, and continued along the straight.The straights are paved with cobblestones, and the wheels make a clattering sound against them.The sound grew louder as the straight sloped down a gentle slope and eventually went underground.The officials here are wearing black official uniforms, with a dragon claw painted on the official uniform, and they look quite powerful, obviously not belonging to Taichang Temple.Several officials chained the car to a rock wall.The stone wall is carved with exquisite immortal clouds, I don't know which sect's ancestor it is.The light suddenly dimmed, and the surroundings were dark.The car slowly sank to the ground, like an animal stuck in a mire, silent, but thrilling.The farther you go underground, the aura around you becomes colder and colder, and you can no longer see any light, and it is dark.After about a few dozen breaths, the wheels hit the ground with a soft snapping sound.Jing Jiu sat in the car, feeling the cold atmosphere and endless darkness around him, silently calculating the direction and distance.If he needs to escape from here in the future, he must remember all the events and details of what happened today.There was a sound outside the car, it should be the wheels crushing the ground, the ground seemed to be paved with a layer of gravel, but the weight of the wheels seemed to be a little too heavy.With a few soft sounds, the formation attached to the car was lifted, and the locked door was opened.Even in absolute darkness, Jing Jiu's sword eyes could still help him see enough images.Two puppets appeared in front of the car door.The puppet was equipped with a flat plate composed of eight small wheels, and its body was made of the hardest black gold, and an extremely complex formation was drawn on it, no wonder it was so heavy.This place is like the Qingshan Sword Prison, the aura is dark and filthy, or even more prosperous, even the decent and strong people with a firm Dao heart will be infected here, and the light ones will suffer great damage to their Taoism, and the worst ones will go mad, and it is even possible to be directly controlled by those dark and filthy breaths.So just like the Qingshan Sword Prison, there are no humans here.There are corpse dogs in the Aoyama Sword Prison.There are puppet guards here.What exactly is this place?
There is a place in Chaotian Continent that is specifically responsible for imprisoning evil sect masters, underworld demons, and snow country monsters, and that is the famous Demon Suppression Prison.Everyone knows about the existence of the Demon Suppression Prison, even mortals, even three-year-old children, but there are very few people who know where the Demon Suppression Prison is.Even in the Righteous Path Cultivation Sect and the Imperial Court, only a few people knew this secret.The Demon Suppression Hell is Taichang Temple.The specific location is under Taichang Temple.Lu Guogong has served as the secretary of Taichang Temple for many years, and many people only think of Qinggui, who knows that this means the absolute trust of the God Emperor in him.………… Jing Jiu was thinking about how to leave with these two Xuanjin puppets to look like a prisoner.Suddenly, he felt a terrible coercion coming from somewhere far away.Such a terrifying coercion must come from an incomparably powerful divine soul, and once it falls, it can easily crush or suppress all non-substantial spiritual existences.Even if this divine soul is not as good as the one in the depths of the snowfield, the level is not far behind.Jing Jiu didn't look at the source of the coercion, and he didn't react, because he had already learned a lesson in the snow field at the beginning - he was now just a young Qingshan disciple with a low realm, and no matter how strong his spiritual strength was, he couldn't confront such an existence head-on, so he must not let the other party discover his existence.He closed his eyes, guarded his Dao heart, and let the power fall.Zhihai gave rise to a huge wave, and rushed violently in all directions, he became a small boat in the ocean, all his consciousness sank to the bottom of the sea, and the coercion soon became a hurricane that swept the heavens and the earth, so he became the weak and silent fallen leaves in the wind, and all the breath went with the wind.He was like a normal cultivator, shocked to the point of unconsciousness by this coercion.The coercion faded away, and the Being stopped paying attention to the place.Jing Jiu knew that the other party did not discover himself, nor did he test himself, but every prisoner who entered the Demon Suppression Prison would undergo this baptism of coercion.It doesn't matter if you are a demon in the underworld or a master of the evil sect, after this level, you will basically be wasted, and your spirit will collapse directly, and it will take a long time to wake up.In this way, the Demon Suppression Prison does not have to worry about the escape or suicide that these prisoners are most likely to have when they are first locked up.This method is very rough, and it can even be said to be cruel, but thinking of that person who has been suffering in Chaoge City for so many years......
In a sense, it is worse than a corpse dog, so Jing Jiu can understand it.The two Xuanjin puppets dragged the "unconscious" Jing Jiu out of the car and flew in the dark for a long time until they heard a lot of sounds.Jing Jiu was put in a cell.He opened his eyes, not sensing the surroundings of the cell, but looking directly at the outside world.There was no light in the dark Demon Suppression Prison, but countless voices kept ringing in the cliff-like world.The cliffs are full of dense caves, and there are extremely dangerous formations everywhere, and I don't know how many prisoners are being held.This is the first level of the Demon Suppression Prison, and the prisoners imprisoned are either powerful officials, assassins of the Immortal Forest, or elders of the evil way.After withstanding the impact of that coercion, some people slowly came to their senses with time, but many others were still immersed in the broken spiritual world.Those people were talking in pieces that no one could understand, singing songs that no one could understand, and rapping for many years.Listening to the tiny sounds of tens of thousands of insects gnawing at the leaves of a tree in the night, the prisoners with a little weaker willpower were afraid that they would faint with fright.Jing Jiu stood in front of the door of the cell, listening to those voices, and his mood was calm.Every prisoner in the Demon Suppression Prison will wear a vitality lock, and the cell will be in a formation, and the spirit will be shattered by that coercion, and there is no possibility of escaping at all.But none of this was a problem for Jing Jiu, because he had two keys with him, and he already knew the formation diagram in this cell.He took out the key and unlocked the Yuan Qi lock, unlocked the array, opened the door of the room, and walked into the darkness.The Demon Suppression Prison is now taken care of by Lu Guogong, and he naturally can't be trapped here, just like the Qingshan Sword Prison.His luck has always been good, both in his past life and in this life.But he still had to be cautious, because in the Demon Suppression Prison, the Duke of Lu was not the biggest, and the emperor was not the biggest.He didn't make any sound, didn't breathe, didn't breathe, didn't have a heartbeat, like a ghost, walking in the Demon Suppression Prison.Neither those prisoners who had come to their senses nor the Xuanjin puppets who were extremely sensitive to perception could not have discovered his existence.In the deepest part of the darkness was a cliff, and there were old black vines hanging from the cliffside, and Jing Jiu did not go down the vine, but jumped directly down.If anyone could see the picture in the darkness, he would see his white robe rising in the wind like a flower.In fact, his clothes and movements didn't even bring up a hint of wind.It turned out not to be a flower, but a cloud.Below the cliff is the second level of the Demon Suppression Prison.()