Several jailers are going to do it.

A small prisoner rushed out to protect Qin Li.

"Lin stammer, you are very brave. Ju dares to stop us."

The little jailer looked frightened and said nervously: "He...he is an adult..."

"Lin stammer, shut up! I lost a lot of Yugu Dan in the casino today, so he would have to let him out his anger." The jailer with big eyes pushed the little jailer away. He lost a lot of money and saved a fortune on Qin Li.

squeak!

The prison door opens.

"Give me the storage bag!"

The jailer with big eyes was extremely vicious, and he waved his whip and whipped it over.

"The desire for profit is obsessed with the heart." Qin Li remained motionless and showed a ray of pressure from heaven and man, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

"There is no restriction on you!" Several prisoners in the Dharma Realm were trembling, like quails on a thunderstorm night, persuading them. The eyes of the big and small were at the forefront, and their hearts were marked with shadows, and they were in panic.

Qin Li stood up, looked at the little prison guard, and asked, "Why do you want to protect me?"

The little prisoner was frightened and sweated nervously: "It was the nine... prince nine who ordered... to take care of..."

Bang!

A crisp sound.

Qin Li slapped him in the face.

"Sir, why should I hit me?" The young jailer felt a little aggrieved, but he quickly realized: "What's going on? I won't stutter."

Qin Li said lightly: "There are two small meridians in your throat that are entangled together, so when you move your breath, you will stutter, and the medicine stone is useless. I will slap you in the hands and help you straighten it out."

"Thank you, thank you!" The young prison guard cried with joy. The stuttering problem had bothered him for many years, and no method could cure him. He was almost desperate. Unexpectedly, Qin Li slapped him in the face.

Qin Li said: "Since you want to thank me, please help me change my cell, the hottest cell."

"ah!"

The little prisoner was confused.

Isn’t this asking for trouble for yourself?

"Sir, there are twelve layers of Yanzhuo, the bottom layer, deep into the magma, even the celestial monks can burn it to death, you should stay on it!"

Qin Li was delighted: "No, let's have a cell on the bottom floor."

The little prisoner had no choice but to refuse.

The two of them went on.

Cross eleven levels in a row.

Qin Li came to the bottom cell, and there was fire rebar casting all over the body.

The steel floor is red, like a soldering iron, with fire poisons filled the air, and the rich ones turned into aurora poison clouds.

"Sir, this place is too dangerous, why don't we go up!" The little prisoner could not withstand this harsh environment. He was holding a thousand-year-old cold jade in his hand, so he barely resisted the scorching fire poison.

"No, I think this place is pretty good."

Qin Li sat on the ground.

The little jailer nodded and turned around and left.

He really couldn't stand the heat and had to go out, but he didn't lock the door. If Qin Li couldn't stand it, he could come out by himself.

The cell has returned to silence, and Qin Li realized the heat. He could clearly feel the movement of the magma under the floor. This is the great power of nature. If the celestial monks fall into the magma without relying on the qi, they will turn into ashes. Only the Nirvana giant can swim in the magma with their physical body.

"What sin do you have been arrested?" A voice sounded.

Qin Li looked sideways.

In the cage diagonally opposite the door, a monk sat upright.

He had a shaved beard and messy hair. He sat upright in the void, away from the steel floor like a soldering iron. His clothes had turned into ashes, revealing his strong muscles, and were stamped with striped tattoos. This was a restriction, imprisoning most of his cultivation.

"I offended Prince Da Yan and was framed by him!" Qin Li said lightly.

"A coincidence, so do I!"

The bearded monk was stunned for a moment and looked at Qin Li incredible ways.

Qin Li was also surprised and took the initiative to say, "My name is Qin Li. Can you tell me about your experience in prison?"

"My name is Luo Song, one of the royal family members, and was once the commander of the imperial guards." Luo Song recalled with his eyes and said slowly: "I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. When I learned that the prince plundered the civilian women and might practice magic skills, no one in the court dared to say that, but I was so stupid that I investigated secretly, so I caused big trouble."

Qin Li was interested: "Then what's the matter with your investigation office?"

"The corpses piled up under Lianhua Palace."

Luo Song said.

Qin Li couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"Sorry, I found out, do you have any special news?"

Luo Song didn't expect to meet a fellow man: "It seems that you and I are both hot pillows. I conducted in-depth investigations and found that the prince would leave Yanjing under various names every once in a while, and go to a mountain fort."

"I went in and walked around, and I didn't find anything except some gray vines. However, the next day, I was framed by the prince and found a dragon robe at home, saying that I was going to rebel, but it turned out to be a tragedy."

"I also wonder, why can't the wise man of the country see such a low-powered lie, and even order me to be arrested and thrown into the prison."

Qin Li smiled playfully: "Maybe the Lord of the Great Yan has always known that Luo Songyi has practiced the secret magic of demonic Taoism. In order to protect his son, he killed the chicken to warn the monkey and arrested you. So for decades, no one dared to investigate this matter."

"Damn it, these father and son are not good things." Luo Song cursed in his heart, his eyes rolling: "Young man, we have the same temper, otherwise we will escape from prison together. Over the past few decades, I have understood the key points of the ban and should be able to tear them apart."

"I forgot to tell you that I voluntarily entered the Yan Prison." Qin Li raised his hand and shot out a sword energy, tearing apart the ban in Luo Song's body.

"I'll go, this is OK." Luo Song was startled and amazed.

Instead of escaping from prison immediately, he waited.

Qin Li continued to practice.

One day later.

The heroes will be in full swing.

There are rumbling sounds in the distance.

The battle was fierce, and a large number of genius young men were eliminated and returned to Yanjing to buy drunk.

The Wanxiang Holy Land is a move every three years, and only 300 people are taken away by ten countries. In recent years, geniuses emerge in various places. The rare spiritual bodies in the past appear from time to time, which eventually leads to increasingly fierce competition.

In the Yanzhuo, Qin Li fell into a deep enlightenment. With one breath and one breath, the flames swept like a stream. His clothes had already turned into gathering, and the pores all over his body were erupting into Lihuo, forming a red alchemy furnace that enveloped him.

"puff!"

Qin Liyun made an error.

A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, sprinkled on the ground, and quickly evaporated into fog.

"You are very ambitious and want to change the Yan Prison Sutra a little." Dugu Lao Demon walked over.

Luo Song was startled, and Yan Lao guarded him layer by layer. How did this man in black robe appear? It was a little scary without anyone knowing it. He was so shady and comfortable for a long time.

Qin Li put on a robe and said helplessly: "A long time ago, Lihuo was one of the most powerful means I rely on. Unfortunately, after being promoted to heaven, it was very embarrassing. But I am a nostalgic person and want Lihuo to integrate into the Fire Prison and increase its power."

"Bold assumptions and careful verification. This is the only way to practice. Next time you have special ideas, remember to tell me." Dugu Laomo pointed out Qin Li's shortcomings in his cultivation. His understanding of the Yan Prison Sutra has exceeded the framework and can be said to be at the level of transformation.

Qin Li benefited a lot and instantly understood a path. The runes of the fire prison in the body were ready to move. I believe that when the magical power was introduced, it was time to realize the changes in hot and cold, and be promoted to the fifth level of Heaven and Man.

"By the way, senior, where did you go last night?"

Dugu Laomo explained: "I just learned about the aura of the Bronze Palace and went to investigate the situation. But the two guys were too fast. I couldn't catch up with me, and I couldn't bear to burn my soul power, so I could only turn back."

Qin Li smiled helplessly: "Senior, you left the wrong time. I was almost plotted to death. Fortunately, I was shocked. And you should have done other things for the whole day."

"Yes, I'm going to look for Wei Xi."

The old demon Dugu took out an oil lamp and explained: "This is called a blood-guiding lamp. It is made of the blood of the Lord of the Great Wei Kingdom. If you encounter relatives within three generations, it will burn automatically. I found eight Wei Qian, but none of them burned the lamp."

"Is Wei Qian dead? After all, life and death in the cultivation world are impermanent, this is a knot in the heart!" Qin Li frowned secretly. He didn't like to owe favors. Since he had obtained the inheritance of the Great Wei treasure and Wei Jinshui, he should take care of Wei Qian.

at this time.

What a coincidence.

The blood-guided lamp ignited a flame the size of a bean.
Chapter completed!