Although the cell of the Demon-Suppressing Tower is closely guarded, it cannot block the blue light of the supreme merits of the great master of Confucianism.

When Yang Yi just entered the prison, the light in the cell was dark. He thought it was the same outside. Unexpectedly, just after he left the cell, it was clear outside as daytime. The tower of the Demon Suppression was illuminated by the blue light of the Confucian masters.

Among the Confucian masters of all generations, some of them have too much merit and are hard to kill. Even if they are killed, they will damage their luck and will not be taken by wise people.

Therefore, Buddhism and the heavenly realm have refined a cage like the Demon-Suppressing Tower and imprisoned these people.

There are many truly vicious people in the Three Realms who are locked up with these Confucian masters. Some evil people have a deep dark light like a nightmare, and they have a cage, forming a world of their own. There are thousands of ghosts crying and screaming, and blood gushing. Not to mention contact, even if you take a look, your mind will be shaken, and the demonic energy will invade your heart and become an indescribable existence.

With Yang Yi's current cultivation level, he still couldn't stand the black light emitted by those demons.

He stood in front of the prison door and looked for a moment, and walked towards the nearest cell.

The door of this cell is as bright as water. Although it is not very bright, it is continuous and vigorous, full of the meaning of being strong and unyielding.

After Yang Yi stood in front of the door and felt a moment, he confirmed that the green light of merit was extremely pure and there was no trace of any martial arts, and then he put the envelope in front of the door.

Before Yang Yi could push the door, the door of the cell had already opened on its own.

An old man with long beard opened the prison door from inside and walked out.

The old man is tall, with a wide mouth and heavy chin, and is extremely majestic. A faint green light covers his whole body, looking sacred and solemn, like a god.

After Yang Yi saw this person for the first time, he already knew his identity.

Among the portraits of the seventy-two sages of Confucianism, this person ranks 39th. Although he is not the leader of Confucianism, he played an extremely important role in the spread of Confucianism's classics. He was respected as a generation of Wenzong. Later, he died in the Immortal Heaven Pass. He was a peerless figure thousands of years ago.

His name is Liu Shizong.

When Yang Yi saw that it was him, he hurriedly saluted: "Junior Yang Yi, pay homage to Senior Liu!"

Liu Shizong stood in front of the door, his body was filled with green light and darkness, which showed that he was extremely excited after getting out of the cage.

But after a moment, the light in my body stabilized.

He glanced at Yang Yi who was celebrating, reached out to help Yang Yi up, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not an opportunity to speak now, hurry up and rescue other disciples!"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yes!"

After strideing forward, he arrived at a nearby prison cell, and according to the previous method, another old man was released.

This old man is thin and dry, very different from Liu Shizong. However, although he is short, he has a sect-like demeanor when he stands forward.

Yang Yi recognized him and knew that he was Qiu, the director of the 16th generation Confucian sect, and finally died in the heavenly tribulation.

After Ren Qiu opened the prison door, he only said one sentence, "Follow me!"

He led Yang Yi and Liu Shizong to bypass several cells in a row. This cell also had a blue light, but the blue light was unstable, like a candle in the wind, giving people a feeling of old and weak that was about to be extinguished.

Ren Qiu trembled all over and said to Yang Yi: "Open it quickly!"

Yang Yi did not dare to neglect, so he put the envelope on the prison door and gently pulled the prison door open.

When he cut off the runes on the prison door with envelopes the first two times, the prison door was opened by the people inside, but Yang Yi pushed the door open by himself.

He looked up at the room and saw an old man covered in green light sitting upright on the seat of the cell, his body as if fog, gathering and dispersing, barely maintaining his human form.

Seeing the cell open, the old man looked at Yang Yi, smiled and said in a soft voice: "Very good! I can go!"

After he said this, his body lingering in green light suddenly dissipated, turning into wisps of clear light, and gradually turning into nothingness.

Yang Yi's body was shocked, and his heart was filled with grief.

This situation is truly scattered!

The old man seemed to have suffered extremely serious injuries before and was trapped in this demon-suppressing tower for unknown periods. If he hadn't been able to let go of his obsession in his heart, he would have died and died.

Now I see a descendant of the Confucian Sect opening the prison door, and the obsession is gone, so it melts away.

Liu Shizong and Ren Qiu next to him whispered in a low voice, making a lush body full of green light. After standing in this cell for a while, Ren Qiu said, "Let's go!"

On the way to another cell, Yang Yi asked: "Which generation of seniors were you just now?"

Ren Qiu looked cold and his face was as stiff as a stone, saying word by word: "The third generation leader of the Confucian Sect, Yang Zixuan!"

Yang Yi staggered with a "ah", almost fell to the ground, screaming: "How could this be?"

Ren Qiu growled: "Don't talk nonsense, continue to save people!"

For example, the Confucian masters like Ren Qiu have lived in the world for thousands of years and have long been used to separation from life and death. Their mind is firm and solid as a rock and will never waver. Even if the ancestors die, they will not be able to disrupt their minds.

Although their eyes were blazing fire and hated the Buddhist sects in heaven, they would not disturb their actions to save people.

But Yang Yi is more than one difference compared to them.

Yang Zixuan, the founder of Confucianism, was the great master who established the Confucianism system ten thousand years ago. He never thought that he was trapped in this place and turned into light in front of Yang Yi.

Because the time was too long, the portraits of the previous three generations of ancestors had not been passed down. Therefore, when he saw Yang Zixuan, Yang Yi did not expect that he was actually the third generation of ancestors.

Although Yang Yi had never really performed the Confucian ritual and became a true Confucian scholar, he had already practiced Confucian mental methods and was already half a Confucian scholar. At this time, the death of the ancestor was so great that the impact on his mind was imaginable.

A great sense of humiliation rose from Yang Yi's heart, and he asked softly: "Why did the ancestors reach such a level?"

Ren Qiu said: "The Emperor of Heaven was seriously injured and was pressed in this cell for thousands of years, and he could no longer hold on.

Just as the two of them were talking, Yang Yi rescued two more people.

Along the way, the thirteen Confucian masters of the thirty-three prison cells on this floor, except for Yang Zixuan who died and destroyed the twelve great scholars were all out of prison.

Because the Buddha's calligraphy and the Heavenly Emperor's decree in this Demon-Suppressing Tower are still there, although the suppression power is much smaller, it still exists after all. Although these masters walked out of the prison, their combat power has never recovered.

"Yang Yi!"

At this time, everyone who came out of the cell had already known Yang Yi's name. An old man said to Yang Yi: "Good boy, I have been custodian in the cell for too long and cannot follow you. I must recover as soon as possible before I can escape."

Another young Confucian scholar said: "Didn't it mean that there are Buddhist calligraphy and the decree of heaven and earth? Just ask Yang Yi to take off the calligraphy and decree of the top of the tower, and the golden pagoda will naturally be destroyed. Wouldn't we easily get out of trouble?"

Ren Qiu said: "No, this golden pagoda cage not only imprisoned the Confucian people, but also imprisoned many peerless men. If the suppression of the runes of the calligraphy is missing, they will definitely take the opportunity to escape, and then it will become your and my fault."

The young Confucian scholar said: "So that's it. I was caught in a group of monks in a daze, but I didn't know it very well."

Ren Qiu said: "It's normal that you came in late."

He turned his head to look at Yang Yi, "This is the thirteenth level. The higher you go, the more powerful the people you are detained. When you go up to save people, be careful of two kinds of people."

Yang Yi said: "Please give me instructions."

Ren Qiu said: "One is a vicious person, and it is unnecessary to pay attention to it. The other is a Confucian aura. Although he has a blue and white spirit from the Confucian aura, those cells that are not very pure are ignored. That is left to us."

Yang Yiqi said: "Who are those people?"

Ren Qiu said: "Traitor!"
Chapter completed!