Chapter 5: The Inner Prison

After consciousness returned to its original body, Fang Ling told everyone about the current situation. Everyone was worried when they heard it, and they really couldn't think of any good solution for a while, so they retreated along the way.

Half a day later, Fang Ling and others returned to the nearest underworld of Bazhen Underworld, and entered the teleportation array again with Murong Lu's souvenir. After another half a day, they arrived in the city.

Every underworld has a teleportation array, but the teleportation array is not omnipotent. It requires a lot of jade to be consumed every time it is used. At the same time, the number of transmissions is also limited, and each transmission is completed will have a period of cooling down period.

Of course, the teleportation array in the state city is more powerful than the teleportation array in ordinary underworlds, even more so in the provincial capital, while the imperial city is the strongest.

Zhoucheng was built on a huge flat-topped mountain. The thick city gate with metallic color was wide open, with a large number of purple crystals embedded on it, forming a defensive array. The city walls made of square stones were airtight. The amazing craftsmanship of the craftsmen made almost no gaps between the square stones, just like the four walls were a naturally formed huge stone.

A wide and long silver stone steps are paved from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Every ten feet away, a ghost statue stands on both sides of the stone steps. After counting the entire stairs, thousands of stone sculptures are reflected in each other and the sculptures above the city walls, and the momentum is leisurely.

Compared with such a grand city, Fang Ling and others felt that the places they had been to before could only be described as shabby. Everyone walked out of the teleportation point outside the city and flew up the steps. Not long after, they arrived at the city gate.

The four big words "Jinanzhou Prefecture" on the city wall were shining with golden light. When the guards at the door saw a group of cultivators coming here, they couldn't help but feel curious and immediately stepped forward to interrogate.

Fang Ling took out Murong Lu's souvenir and the guards let it go. When he entered the city of the state, he saw that there were many shops and many pedestrians. Each of them was a cultivator, including many masters at the Golden Elixir level.

The southern prefecture is the southernmost of all the underworld prefectures in the upper realm, with twenty underworlds under its jurisdiction. As the prefectures, the number of cultivators here is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary underworlds at the next level.

Following Murong Lu's previous instructions, Fang Ling and others quickly found the other hall where they lived and met Murong Lu and Zhuo Xuwen successfully.

This time, Murong Lu and both of them came here, and Xiang Yu Duhai stayed in the underworld for temporary agency affairs.

Xiao Xue and others were taken to choose a guest room, and only Fang Ling and Murong Lu were left in the small hall.

After sitting down, Murong Lu smiled and said, "How are you dealing with your personal affairs in Little Brother Fang?"

Although Fang Ling was worried about the twin fruits, he did not put it on his face at all, so Murong Lu and the other two could not see any clues. This matter was of great importance. He did not trust the two, but the fewer people knew about this, the better.

He smiled and said, "It's almost done."

Zhuo Xuwen said: "I'll just say it, Brother Murong, you don't have to worry at all. What can you do if a person who can break the loopholes in Jiange City in a short period of time be able to defeat him?"

Fang Ling said modestly: "Why do you dare to be arrogant in front of the two palace masters?"

Murong Lu laughed and said, "Brother Fang, you are now out of here. No matter how you say it, we are also living a life-long friendship, and the old fox's praise is not a false statement."

Zhuo Xuwen said kindly: "Tonight, I will take you to visit someone."

Fang Ling thought and guessed: "Is it the important person who opened the joints?"

Murong Lu laughed and said, "It turns out that I can't hide it from my younger brother Fang. This person is the judge of the prefecture, named Cui Wenhao. The judge is the adjutant of the underworld official residence, and his status is only below the lord of the prefecture. The judge in this prefecture city is second only to that of the Lord Sizhou."

Zhuo Xuwen followed and said, "Judge Cui and Lord Sizhou have a deep connection. In addition, Judge Cui is good at speaking and discerning, so he is highly valued by Lord Sizhou. However, this person is quite greedy. If he wants to ask him for some trouble, it will not work without bleeding. This time, our mansion has presented several treasures in the treasure house of Jiange City, which gives this opportunity."

Fang Ling listened carefully and did not interrupt. A cultivator must cultivate to a certain level before he can escape from the six realms of reincarnation. At that time, he was truly extraordinary. Before this, all the hearts and desires were quite heavy. Moreover, the most important thing in the cultivation of the truth is to let nature go. If human nature is evil, then the evil path is cultivated. If human nature is good, then the good path is cultivated. It is very normal for desires, hatred, hatred and resentment. The underworld is a place where human desires are prosperous. It is not surprising that there is a greedy judge.

Zhuo Xuwen said again: "We will be received by Lord Sizhou tomorrow, and then Judge Cui will be there. Therefore, it is crucial that he can say a few good words to you. You can go back and take a break first, and I will call you later."

As soon as Fang Ling returned to the guest room, he felt something was wrong with his body. He immediately realized that the vortex imperial seal bead was about to attack again. This ghost thing was still very punctual, once every ten days. After more than half a year, Fang Ling gradually understood the signs of its attack.

Fang Ling immediately closed the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating his mind and qi, and spread the strongest energy throughout every inch of his skin.

Soon, the vortex emperor seal bead came again, and a strong and severe pain instantly hit the whole body, while the carefully arranged defense collapsed in an instant, without even the ability to block it.

The strong and severe pain caused his muscles to twitch and his meridians to twist. The pain that ordinary people could not imagine continued to intensify, spread and spread in their body, but Fang Ling was as stable as a rock and motionless. In just a moment, his whole body was wet with sweat.

I don’t know how long it took, but the pain gradually faded away. Fang Ling leaned on the bed weakly, gasping heavily. The vortex emperor seal bead was always a heart disease, a heart disease that was more concerned than a blood dragon. However, this thing could not control it with the help of external forces. However, Fang Ling had an idea in his mind that if he obtained the twin fruit and strengthened his physique, he might have the opportunity to compete with this ghost thing.

Otherwise, if the vortex emperor seal bead continues to develop like this, if one day a war breaks out, it would be like handing over your life to the enemy.

Fang Ling's eyes narrowed and he made up his mind. No matter how many obstacles there were before, he must obtain twin fruits and retrain the body of the golden elixir!

Later, when Fang Ling used his abilities for several weeks and recovered ten years of his physical strength, Zhuo Xuwen also came to the room in person and asked him to go to the judge's mansion together.

It was late at night, and the city of Shinanzhou, located in the upper realm of the underworld, was reflected under the starry sky. Luminous stones floated on the city walls and roads, illuminating the road very brightly.

The streets were crowded and crowded, which seemed very lively. Whether it was the cultivation world, the underworld, or even the ghost realm, as long as there were people living in places, there were naturally places for trading, various magical tools, material refining, elixirs, and spiritual objects. Fortunately, Fang Ling was not idle in the Dragon Clan's classic library, and his experience was much wider than that of ordinary human cultivators. In addition, although the two of them visited, they had plenty of time, so they looked while walking. Fang Ling had something they didn't understand, so Zhuo Xuwen explained it while walking, and he was relaxed and comfortable along the way.

Turning around a street, a mansion appeared on the street to the left. There were guards outside the mansion, and two fiery red ghost-faced lanterns hung on the gate.

After the notice, a guard led the two of them in and came to the small hall to serve tea and water. After waiting for a while, Judge Cui appeared from the corridor on one side.

Judge Cui was very majestic, with thick eyebrows, thick beard, thick beard, and a face that looked like an ink painting, rough but quite imposing.

He was slightly fat, with his belly and his head held high, walked out slowly, and sat peacefully on the carved chair.

Zhuo Xuwen and Fang Ling stood up, then bowed and said, "I have met Lord Cui."

Originally, according to the official position, the lord of the underworld and the judge of the city of the underworld are about the same level. The reason why Zhuo Xuwen performed the etiquette of the subordinate minister is nothing more than that of the judge Cui.

Judge Cui received the gift very peacefully, and then slowly said, "Tomorrow, Lord Sizhou will be summoned. Lord Zhuo may not rest in another hall, and I am flattered to come to see me, the adjutant."

He spoke very modestly, but the expression between the lines and the lines showed a different meaning, which was obviously just polite words.

Zhuo Xuwen laughed and said, "Will it be a waste of time to come to Sizhou City and not see Lord Cui? What's more, our mansion also wants to thank Lord Cui for his introduction."

Cui Wenhao obviously received such compliments, and his face was still very calm, and he said lightly: "I am just a trustee for someone to be loyal to others. If Lord Zhuo just said such polite words, I think it would be better to go back and rest early."

Seeing Cui Wenhao expelling the guest order, Zhuo Xuwen immediately said: "This late-night visit is to introduce the young man around me to Lord Cui."

Cui Wenhao seemed to have discovered that Fang Ling existed at this moment. He glanced casually with his light and said with a little surprise: "Oh, a cultivator in the cultivation world? I don't understand what Lord Zhuo means."

Fang Ling kept listening quietly without interrupting. Judging from his recent contact, Zhuo Xuwen is not bad at officialdom, but is just selfish and stingy. If he had not saved his life, how could he do such an unprecedented thing as giving the treasure of Jiange City to Judge Cui?

Therefore, Zhuo Xuwen's skills can naturally allow Cui Wenhao to turn his attention to himself.

Zhuo Xuwen said with a smile: "Mr. Cui doesn't know that although Fellow Daoist Fang is a person in the cultivation world, he has made his first contribution to the great destruction of Jiange Mountain this time!"
Chapter completed!