Shang Gui'an continues to read.

Suddenly, he heard a voice in his ears. The voice did not sound like human speech, but sounded like phlegm squeezing out of his throat.

"That monk, if you let me out, I will give you great benefits."

But Shang Gui'an still understood it.

When you have reached a certain level of practice, it doesn't matter if the sound and language are unclear, as long as you can feel the meaning of the words.

If he still doesn't understand what others are saying after feeling it, then he himself has difficulty understanding the various laws and intentions between heaven and earth.

Shang Gui'an ignored it and continued to look at the cells one after another.

Finally, there was someone inside, a man with a collar around his neck and his wrists and ankles cuffed.

But Shang Gui'an can be sure that he is dead.

He didn't know who the other person was. He suddenly realized that he hadn't seen each other for a long time. Even if he met his father, he didn't know whether he would be able to recognize him. As for what his half-brother would be like when he grew up, he didn't know.

clear.

He continued to look back, and then he saw a person. This person looked like an old man. His clothes were also somewhat tattered, as if he had been severely tortured, because there were many scabs on his skin.

It's just that the scabs seem to have patches of scales, and there are also clusters of white hair growing.

"Snake scales? White hair?"

When he saw this, he immediately thought of this word in his mind.

Shang Gui'an carefully identified it, and the person inside seemed to sense it, and slowly raised his head.

From his perspective, it was pitch black outside and he couldn't see anything. When he looked up, he only saw a ball of light coming from above his head. The ball of light was like a tail, hanging there.

That tail was mysterious and terrifying, and he knew that his body was already parasitized by many hairs.

The hair will slowly enter his internal organs, find the location of his 'god', and finally trace it back directly to the root of the belief and find the eight-armed snake demon. He doesn't know what the final result will be, but he feels that,

Maybe the Nine-Tailed Lord will find the eight-armed snake demon and hunt and devour him.

The battle between the mysterious spirits is so direct and cruel.

He tried his best not to think about the 'Eight-Armed Snake God', and tried not to let his name appear in his mind, but this was so difficult. He had been worshiping for many years, how could he just cut it off? His subconscious, his own will,

They are all soaked with the root of will of the 'Eight-Armed Snake God'.

In his heart, he is like a root of the 'Eight-Armed Snake God', and he can borrow his power. The roots of the 'Eight-Armed Snake God' are also deeply pierced into his body, sucking the energy from him.

The nourishment you bring to Him.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a gleam of light in his eyes. From the small window, he saw a glimmer of light coming in like running water.

Shang Leisen was very surprised. If he was someone from the Nine-Tails Temple, he must have opened the door directly and entered. There was no way he could have escaped into the cell like this.

He couldn't help but look up and glance at the tail pattern above his head. In his opinion, nothing could be hidden from Lord Nine-Tails in the cell.

Of course, the premise is that Kyuubi-kun keeps looking at this place.

The glimmer of light slowly spread in his eyes, and a figure of a person was gradually outlined in the glimmer of light.

It was as if an invisible hand had drawn an ink painting of a portrait. The colors on the portrait gradually became clearer and more vivid.

This man looked to be in his thirties, with his hair tied up, a fair complexion, a round face, and his face looked a little fat.

His eyebrows are a bit thick and his eyes are big.

The clothes he wore were a mixture of five colors, and the Dharma light was flowing. When he saw this man's eyes, he already understood that this was the son he abandoned.

"Walk!"

Shang Leisen's voice was trembling and suppressed, and he seemed to be speaking with all his strength.

Shang Gui'an looked at the person in front of him and said slowly: "You also left just like that back then!"

"If you don't leave, it will be too late," Shang Leisen said.

"Since I decided to come here, there will naturally be a result. There are some things I haven't asked you clearly yet." Shang Gui'an raised his head and looked at the white tail emitting light above his head.

"I can't survive. Death is only a matter of time. You hurry up and go as far as possible. Don't come closer to here." Shang Leisen was very anxious.

"Let me ask you, why did you leave me alone in Huoling Temple?" Shang Gui'an asked again.

"How can I take my whole family with me when I take this path? I keep you here so that our business can leave a root." Shang Leisen struggled, and the words he spoke with the greatest strength were still very soft.

After finishing speaking, I was out of breath.

Shang Gui'an was silent for a while. He stared at the almost human-shaped father in front of him. This man had been hated in his heart for many years, but just such a word from the other party made him no longer hate him so much.

"Okay, you gave me a reason to save you." Shang Gui'an seemed to have been waiting for his explanation and a reason so that his heart could do the next thing.

He was not a sloppy person. He reached out and touched his sleeve, and there was already a sword in his hand.

There are treasure bags sewn into his sleeves, containing treasures.

The sword in his hand is called the "Five-Color Magical Spirit Sword". The five-color brilliance surrounding the sword is made from a sword he obtained that year. The sword that was originally a single attribute was refined by him into a five-element sword.

He refined swords and practiced the Five Elements Technique. Many people had never seen him take action, and there were very few opportunities for him to take action.

"You can't cut through this iron chain. It's made of black gold iron and contains divine patterns. You can't break it." Shang Leisen said firmly.

"As long as it's within the five elements, I can give it a try." Shang Gui'an didn't speak too fully, but he was very confident.

The small sword with five colors intertwined and twisted together, about five inches long, was held in Shang Gui'an's hand, and the sword's light shone with five colors.

He moved his hands, held the sword, and gently touched the iron chain that passed through Shang Leisen's bones.

"Untie!" With his voice, a link of the iron chain began to loosen, disintegrate, and then break like a rotten rope.

The moment it was broken, Shang Leisen felt his whole body relax. He didn't even hear a sound, but he knew that as soon as the iron chain was broken, the people in the Nine-Tails Temple would definitely know.

At this moment, Shang Gui'an heard a voice coming from above.

"There are really people who are not afraid of death and dare to go into the tail prison to save people."

As this sound fell, the white tail painting above the head suddenly seemed to come to life. The white hairs, like white needles, exploded in an instant as the tail shook.

The white hair turned into countless white hairs and stabbed towards Shang Gui'an.

Shang Leisen was frightened because he heard that the voice was the temple blessing of the Nine-Tailed Lord Temple. Although he was not the high priest of the Nine-Tailed Lord Sect, he was still a red-robed priest.

In the entire Nine-Tailed Lord sect, there are distinct levels. There are four types of priest robes. The lowest one is black, the top one is white, the top one is red, the top one is red gold, and he wears a red gold sacrificial crown.

There are already very few priests wearing red sacrificial robes.

His heart trembled when he heard this voice. He was captured by this man back then and has been tortured to this day.

He didn't know what to do, but he saw an extra light in Shang Gui'an's hand.

The lamp also emits five colors of spiritual light. The moment it appears, a ball of light surges up, protecting both of them in its brilliance.

The countless white hairs that fell into the five-color spiritual light seemed to be decomposed by burning, and none of them could fall on Shang Gui'an.

Only bits and pieces of scattered light were seen, like raindrops falling into the lake, splashing into the water, but unable to penetrate.

"Hey! It's a good magic weapon!" the voice continued.

Shang Gui'an ignored it at all, but turned around and waved the sword in his hand towards the wall.

"untie!"

The speed of his sword swing was not fast. It was not like he was using his sword to split the wall, but like he was using a spell. His sword was like a staff.

The wall quickly disintegrated under the sword, as if it had decomposed into the state of five elements of gas from a whole state.

"Walk!"

After Shang Gui'an finished speaking, Shang Leisen felt a force wrapping around him and followed Shang Gui'an towards the hole in the wall.

Shang Gui'an was in front, holding a five-color spiritual lamp. Under the light, the soil seemed to be melting and dissipating, and he was wrapped forward.

Occasionally, you can see Shang Gui'an waving his sword, five colors of light surging, and the obstacles in front of him seem to scatter.

At this moment, Shang Leisen was shocked because he saw Shang Gui holding a five-color spiritual lantern and actually walking underground with him.

Looking back, he saw darkness again, both to the left and right.
Chapter completed!