The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 51: There is a ghost in the town devil prison

　　 Hearing these words, the Underworld emperor was silent for a long time.

　　 He left the Underworld when he was very young, was deceived into the world, and never left the Demon Suppression Prison.

　　 But he has experienced many earth-shattering events, unexpected encounters.

　　 Those words that were not as good as Jing Jiu's sentence brought greater impact.

　　 At this time, looking back at the previous dialogue between him and Jing Jiu, the deep meaning gradually surfaced, and it was still about his wish.

　　 The Emperor Underworld laughed and raised his right hand to reach the flower tree more than ten feet away.

　　The invisible soul fire cut off a few flowers like fingers, then held the handle of the branch and sent it to Jing Jiu.

　　 "There are flowers that can be folded and must be folded, don't wait for the spring breeze to warm the house." The Emperor Underworld said.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Good words."

　　"Your evaluation is too unconcerned."

　　 Hell Emperor then asked: "Do you have a name for the sword and ghost method you created with the Soul Fire Emperor?"

　　 Jing Jiu shook his head. He hadn't planned to name this Taoism in the first place. Anyway, in the past and future that can be seen, he alone can use this Taoism.

　　 Underworld emperor said: "I have occasionally thought about this question in the past three years. How do you think it is called Netherworld Fairy Sword?"

　　 In a sense, this new set of sword and ghost method was jointly created by Jing Jiu and the Emperor Underworld, and the name contains both nether and immortal, which is very suitable.

　　 Moreover, the two completely different and conflicting concepts of Nether and Immortal, put together they seem to be extremely harmonious, with a completely natural feeling.

　　 It’s just that Fairy Sword is really an arrogant name.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Good name."

　　 This evaluation is very distracting.

　　 The Emperor Underworld smiled slightly, said nothing, and waved to send him off.

　　 There was a crisp ringtone in the dark cloud, and the lightning flashed slightly, saying goodbye.

　　 Jing Jiu stepped forward and stepped into the darkness beyond the cliff.

　　 The verdant valley instantly turned into countless colorful light spots, and then the colors faded into a monotonous world of black and white.

　　 Jing Jiu didn't turn around to look, closed his eyes, and began to feel the traces he left when he came.

　　 There is no concept of time or space in the Taichang Prison, but this is only an approximation, not absolute, otherwise the dragon would have been sanctified.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up, and returned to the third floor of the Demon Suppression Prison.

　　 In front of his eyes is the extremely deep, full of wind restraints, leading to the abyss.

　　 He was here at the beginning, and after two steps to the left, he entered the too often prison.

　　 Now he is back where he was.

　　 Three years, as if nothing happened, like a dream.

　　 Only the footprints on the ground prove something.

　　 will leave traces after passing by, and it won’t be like Qingping and helpless.

　　 Jing Jiu squatted down, planted the flowers that the Emperor Hades gave him into the mud, and then reached out and grabbed some tiny things in the void and sent them into the void.

　　After doing these things, he turned and walked towards the top of the town demon.

　　 The flower branches on the muddy ground moved without wind, as if they were waving at each other.

　　The way up is very narrow, and in some places it is like a seam.

　　Jing Jiu floated up without any hindrance, passing through the stone cracks like the wind, going further and further.

　　The darkness above the crevice of the stone is getting darker and darker, and it is the bottom of the poisonous bitan.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at that place, thinking about the Emperor Underworld who remained in the verdant valley.

　　 Hades did not tell all the truth.

　　The mosquitoes in the demon prison are used to **** the soul-eating fire and send them to the Underworld to prove that he is still alive. There is another purpose.

　　If it was the Emperor of the Underworld in its heyday, Canglong would have nothing to do with him, let alone these mosquitoes, but the Zhongzhou School had a wonderful idea back then, or it was very poisonous.

After 　　 Hades was suppressed and entered the Demon Suppression Prison, he has been in an extremely weak state, which is what Jing Jiu saw three years ago.

　　 In this state, the Underworld Emperor cannot resist those mosquitoes, so he can only let the mosquitoes bite him.

　　 is like in the snowfield, in order to resist the severe cold, he kept consuming the true essence and burning sword fire.

　　If this situation continues in this way, the Emperor of the Underworld can only remain weak forever, until he is boiled to bones for a long time.

　　 Jing Jiu helped him master the method of repelling mosquitoes, which was tantamount to giving him a chance.

　　 If from the standpoint of the human race, Jing Jiu should not give the Underworld Emperor this opportunity, but he did not refuse because he knew what the Underworld Emperor wanted to do.

　　 Just like Shi Fengchen committed suicide in front of him back then, he could stop it but didn't do that.

　　He has always respected the last choice of life.

　　Because life and death are the greatest.

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　　 The town magic prison sometimes resembles a besieged city.

　　People in the city want to go out, but someone outside the city wants to come in.

　　When Jing Jiu was about to leave, when the Emperor Underworld decided to let himself be forgotten by his subjects, someone wanted to enter the Demon Suppression Prison to change everything.

　　 A few days ago, Qing Tiansi sent a felon into the Demon Suppression Prison. It is said that he is a think tank from a certain place of immortality. He can't practice cultivation, but it is very dangerous.

　　 Deep in the rocky mountain on the top floor of the town demon prison, a middle-aged man stands in front of the cell and waits silently.

　　He is not the think tank of Bu Lao Lin, but a letter sent in by Prince Jing Xin through the commander of Qingtian.

　　 Since he is the letter itself, he naturally doesn't know where the letter is going to be sent.

　　 The door of the cell slowly opened, and an old man appeared in front of him.

　　 The town is extremely dark and there is no light, but the old man’s appearance is very clear, because the old man is shining.

　　 The old man’s hair is messy, piled up like weeds, and there are two faint protrusions inside, which look a little weird.

　　The middle-aged man was a little confused, thinking that there were no guards in the Demon Suppression Prison, only puppets. Why did an old man suddenly appear?

　　 The old man said blankly, "Come out."

　　The middle-aged man wanted to say that his feet were locked by the shackles. He looked down, only to find that the shackles had been opened, so he quickly followed out.

　　 There were crazy shouts and singing everywhere in the cliffs. As for the sober prisoners, seeing the old man, they were afraid to make any noises in horror.

　　The old man looked at the cliff in the night, and the crazy rap suddenly stopped, then he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Who do you want to send the letter to?"

　　The middle-aged man said: "I don't know who this letter is for. It seems it should be for you now."

　　 The old man asked without expression: "Do you know who I am?"

　　The middle-aged man shook his head.

　　 Bu Lao Lin knew very well that Prince Jing Xin would not dare to hide the Zhongzhou faction, so no matter who he sent, he would be closely monitored from the first moment he entered the Demon Prison, and nothing could be done. But the middle-aged man didn't want to do anything in the first place, he was just a letter.

　　Whoever takes this letter is the recipient.

　　 the old man said: "Content."

　　The middle-aged man said: "A ghost has come from the town demon prison."

　　 There was a cruel and mocking look in the old man's eyes: "It seems that you really don't know who I am, otherwise how could you say such ridiculous things."

　　 All the things that happened in the Demon Township can’t be concealed from him~IndoMTL.com~ After saying this, the old man ignored the middle-aged man and walked towards the depths of the Demon Township prison, the light and shadow brought out by her body. Stay in the air for a long time.

　　From the cliff, I came to the second floor of the scorching Demon Prison, and then came to the moss-covered mountain stream.

　　The middle-aged man knew he was dying.

　　 The old man reached out and pushed him down the cliff.

　　The middle-aged man fell into the pool of cliffs, waved his arms and began to struggle.

　　 Soon his arm fell off the flesh and blood, exposing white bones.

　　 There was a look of horror on his face, and then he festered, turning into a more horrified picture.

　　 It didn't take long for him to disappear into the pool without any bones left.

　　 The old man still feels very hungry and a little dissatisfied.

　　 Then he was a little surprised, because the letter sent by Bu Lao Lin was actually exactly this sentence.

　　—A ghost came from the town’s devil prison.

　　He looked at Bitan below blankly, thinking that he hoped that this ghost would fill himself.

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