"Xiao Xiang, since you are the bronze seal constable of our Ming Dynasty and have only been guarding for a month, I will tell you a little bit.

There are a lot of prisoners in this dungeon, and many of them have unique skills, but most of them are very angry with us, so it is impossible to give you any benefits.

This prison is really said to be easy to pick things out. There are a few of them. I will point out for you. If you pay a little attention, you will gain something."

The young guard's words made Xiang Yang overjoyed. It would be best if he could gain something. This person has a great favor. He has to remember that if he wants something in the future, he cannot say that he will respond to everything he wants and will do his best.

"Brother, Xiang Yangming is in love with him and will never forget each other. Please tell me carefully, and Xiang listens with scruples."

Hearing Xiang Yang's words, the young man nodded, smiled at the corner of his mouth, quite satisfied.

If it were someone else, how could he be so attentive?

It is Xiang Yang's saying that what he learned is not inferior to others, which made him know that the young man has a good heritage. Maybe he has guidance from experts. Even if he doesn't, he will have a good future. If you sell it well, you should invest in advance, so why don't you do it yourself?

"Okay, listen to me, the characters imprisoned on the seventh floor of the dungeon, the sixth and seventh floors are extremely fierce and powerful. They are determined and have no match for us, so you don't have to waste your efforts.

On the first five floors, just talk about the first floor, you can go to Guan Xin in Room 32 to try it. This person was originally a thief and stole countless wealth and silver, and was finally arrested.

However, although Guan Xin was arrested and some of the stolen money was confiscated, some of them were hidden by this person, scattered everywhere, and it was difficult to find the God-Seeing Sect.

This person is best to gamble. If you are willing, take some gambling tools and have fun with him. You can even cut out a hundred,200 taels. To be honest, brother, I am not like you who can do tasks and get meritorious. The salary on Weibo can barely support the consumption of martial arts practice. I rely on this person a lot."

"There is also Niu Ben from the cell No. 10 on the next floor. This man is not bad-minded, but he is a martial person, reckless and quarrel. He accidentally killed a noble son and stayed here for seven years.

You can go to prison to discuss martial arts with him. This man is also good at martial arts. He has a strong and fierce whirlwind palm with his hand and is domineering in his inner breath. If he enters the My God's Sect, he will also be a bronze seal constable.

His palm technique is not passed down, but there is a method of gathering strength, which is very good. Unfortunately, I was defeated only ten times every time I fought with him, so I couldn't make him enjoy it, so I had no chance with this method."

"On the third floor, there is a former Zoroastrian incense master Jin Zhiping in Room No. 6. This person is greedy and has excellent food and wine. The food in the prison is full of big pot rice, and some of them are good, so he is often dissatisfied with it.

Xiaoxiang can find some delicious food outside. If you have good skills, you can also try it in our dungeon kitchen. If Jin Zhiping can satisfy him, the benefits will be hard to say.

But I remember that he had a pure inner breath and the method of condensing true qi was extremely good. The masters who guarded the dungeon were very coveted by this secret technique, but unfortunately they couldn't get it out."

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The young guard said something so hard that his mouth was dry. Xiang Yang and him also went down from the first floor to the fifth floor. The people who were locked here could already put him under pressure.

Especially an old swordsman named Li Ju, with a flash of lightning in his eyes. When he looked at him for a moment, Xiang Yang actually burst into tears. No matter how Zixia's true energy was prevented, it was difficult to resist. You can imagine his attainments in swordsmanship.

After inquiring, Xiang Yang also knew that this man was good at fast swords and was very good at judging sword skills. He even fought with Lu Sansi when he was young, and he was an extremely powerful swordsman.

Unfortunately, I made a big mistake and sheltered a vicious criminal, killed many people in the God-Search Sect, and was detained here, and there was no hope of going out in this life.

"Okay, Xiaoxiang, I know so much. In fact, there are very few things that can benefit you from this layer. You can also try it on the two layers down, but it's just a try. Don't have too much expectations."

Xiang Yang nodded and asked at the end,

"Brother Liang, I don't seem to have many masters along the way in this dungeon, and there are not many guards. Are you not afraid of being robbed or imprisoned?"

"Haha, boy, you're like a young man and you don't understand anything. You see, it may not be the truth. Many people are hiding in corners that you can't see. I really hope to break in a strong man and tear the dungeon apart."

Liang Wei did not reply, but a prisoner in the dungeon suddenly tore the iron rope and shouted, his voice was complete, shaking blood. Xiang Yang had a deep internal force, without any effect, but Liang Wei was dizzy and could hardly stand.

Fortunately, Xiang Yang helped him in time and gave the other party a piece of Zixia true energy to protect him, which made him much better. He was furious with a pale face.

"It's you again, old guy, you have a loud voice, so I will be punished more today, don't say I won't give you face."

After saying that, Liang Wei took out a small notebook and charcoal notes, which made the old man who spoke furious and roar like thunder. The air in the prison seemed to have been drained and turned into a vacuum.

"Xiaoxiang, sometimes you have to give him some good looks, otherwise they would think this dungeon is a place for them to retire."

Liang Wei sneered, greeted Xiang Yang, then turned around and looked at his appearance, as if he was preparing to punish the old man who had just spoken.

Xiang Yang had a very positive outlook on his own, and had no hobby of obsceneness. He hurriedly left and walked down the stone steps at the end of the fifth floor. This layer was the sixth floor of the dungeon.

"Young man, are you new? I remember not seeing newcomers for a long time. Come and meet us."

As soon as Xiang Yang stepped into the sixth floor, a strong wind gust broke out in the first prison, blowing dust all over the sky. An old man with gray hair squeezed his face into the gap in the wooden fence, looking at Xiang Yang's greed, as if it was a delicious dish.

Xiang Yang narrowed his eyes, nodded and smiled, and walked towards the old man, stepping step by step like a bell and drum, stepping on the rhythm, gradually stacking with the true energy in his body, and the internal force in his body surged, and the protection was opened to the maximum.

He did not forget Liang Wei's reminder that there was no fuel-saving lamp down these six layers, but he didn't believe that this person could do anything to him.

With his hands and feet tied up and locked in a small space, the warrior who emits his true energy is not much better than ordinary people in front of him.

"Wow, good internal strength, this is the martial arts of the Taoist lineage. It's really rare. Boy, who is your master? Tell me, maybe I'm still your elder."

As he said that the true energy in this person's body was also surging in a very regular manner. Xiang Yang carefully observed and felt that it was indeed a Taoist lineage, but he did not have any mastership? There is no Quanzhen Mountain in this world, maybe there is, but he has never heard of it.

"The senior has higher internal skills, which is indeed a Taoist method. However, it is pure. It can be seen that he has also melted the martial arts of other schools. Have he been expelled from the wall?"

These words angered the old man, stretched out his big hand and grabbed Xiang Yang. However, Xiang Yang was prepared for it, and he blinked his fingers from his middle thumb. A crisp sound of wave sounded. Xiang Yang took a few steps back before he could remove his strength.

"Damn, this dangerous guy hasn't ruined his martial arts. This old guy is detained here for a long time, and he is definitely not at the peak, and he may not even have 70% of his strength. How confident is the God-Slaying Sect?"

Xiang Yang's face turned red and his ears were red, which was a strange phenomenon of blood rushing up, and it took a long time to calm down.

The old man also looked back at the palm of his hand, and a red fingernail-sized spot was covering it, which was the masterpiece of Xiang Yang's supernatural power.
Chapter completed!