Duke Lu is ready.

He reported this matter to His Majesty the Emperor and decided to become the most diligent official from today, sitting in Taichang Temple to drink tea every day.

At the same time, he asked the prince Lu Ming to work in Nanhezhou for his term of office for three years.

If nothing goes wrong in three years, Jing Jiu will come back, then Lu Ming will return to Chaoge City, otherwise he will directly surrender to Qingshan through the Gu family.

Duke Lu picked up the tea bowl again and glanced outside the house without a trace.

The car covered in black cloth has disappeared.

He sighed in his heart, hoping that everything would be fine.

The car covered in black cloth came to the depths of Taichang Temple, passed through a bamboo forest, and continued along the straight road.

The straight road is paved with pebbles, and the wheels are crushed on it to make a plaid sound.

The sound gradually became louder, as the straight path gradually tilted, turning into a gentle slope, and finally entering the underground.

The officials here are wearing black official uniforms, with a dragon claw painted on the official uniforms. They look quite powerful and obviously do not belong to Taichang Temple.

Several officials locked the car with iron chains in front of a stone wall.

The stone wall is carved with exquisite immortal clouds. I don’t know which sect the ancestors of it.

The light suddenly became darker and the surrounding area was dark.

The car slowly sank into the ground, like an animal trapped in mud, silently but also thrilling.

The more you go underground, the more you get, the breath around you becomes colder, and you can no longer see any light, and it is dark.

After about dozens of breaths, the wheels landed on the ground and made a light bang.

Jing Jiu sat in the car, feeling the cold air around him and the endless darkness, and silently calculating the direction and distance.

If he needs to escape from here in the future, he must remember everything and all the details that happened today.

There was a sound outside the car. The wheels were probably crushing the ground. The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of sand and gravel, but the weight carried by the wheels seemed to be a bit too heavy.

With several slight sounds, the formation attached to the car was lifted and the locked car door was opened.

Even in absolute darkness, Jing Jiu's sword eyes can still help him see enough pictures.

Two puppets appeared in front of the car door.

Under the puppet, there is a flat plate composed of eight small wheels, and the body is made of the hardest black gold. There is an extremely complex array diagram drawn on it. No wonder it is so heavy.

This place is like Qingshan Sword Prison, with a dark and filthy aura, even more powerful. Even the upright strong people with a firm heart of Tao will be infected here. The light will be greatly damaged in the Tao, and the worst will be infiltrated, and the worst may even be directly controlled by those dark and filthy auras. So just like Qingshan Sword Prison, there is no human existence here.

There is a corpse dog in Qingshan Sword Prison.

There are puppet guards here.

What exactly is this place?

There is a place in Chaotian Continent that is specifically responsible for detaining evil sect masters, demons from the underworld, and monsters in the Snow Country, which is the famous Demon Suppression Prison.

Everyone knows the existence of the Demon Prison, even a mortal or even a three-year-old child, but there are very few people who know where the Demon Prison is.

Even in the righteous practice sects and courts, only few people know this secret.

The Demon Suppression Prison is Taichang Temple.

The specific location is underground in Taichang Temple.

Duke Lu served as the Minister of Taichang Temple for many years, and many people only thought of Qinggui, but they didn't know that this meant the absolute trust of the Emperor of God.

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Jing Jiu was wondering what method should be used to leave with these two Xuanjin puppets to be like a prisoner.

Suddenly, he felt a very terrifying pressure coming from somewhere far away.

Such terrible pressure must come from an extremely powerful soul. Once it falls, it can easily crush or destroy all non-substantive spiritual beings to the extreme.

Even though this soul is not as good as the one in the deep snow field, its levels are not far apart.

Jing Jiu did not look at the pressure and did not react, because he had already learned a lesson in Xueyuan - he is now just a young Qingshan disciple with a low level. No matter how strong his spiritual power is, he cannot face such an existence head-on, so he must not let the other party discover his existence.

He closed his eyes, defended his heart, and let the pressure fall.

A huge wave emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, and rushed around violently. He turned into a small boat in the vast ocean, and all his consciousness sank at the bottom of the sea.

The pressure quickly turned into a hurricane that swept the world, so he became the weak and silent fallen leaf in the wind, and all the breath went with the wind.

He was like a very normal monk, shocked by this pressure to the point of unconsciousness.

The pressure gradually faded away, and the existence no longer paid attention to it.

Jing Jiu knew that the other party had not discovered him or tested him, but that every prisoner who entered the Demon Suppression Prison would undergo this baptism of threat.

No matter whether you are a demon from the Underworld or a master of the Evil Sect, you will be basically useless after this level, your mind will collapse directly, and it will take a long time to wake up.

In this way, the Demon-Suppressing Prison does not have to worry about the most likely jailbreak or suicide when these prisoners are locked up.

This method is very rough and even cruel, but thinking about the one who has been struggling in Chaoge City for so many years...

In a sense, it is even worse than a corpse dog, so Jing Jiu can understand it.

Two Xuanjin puppets dragged Jing Jiu out of the car and flew in the dark for a long time until they heard a lot of noises.

Jing Jiu was locked in a cell.

He opened his eyes and did not sense the surrounding environment of the cell, but looked directly at the outside world.

There was no light in the dark demon prison, but countless sounds kept ringing in the cliff-like world.

There are dense caves everywhere on the cliffs, and extremely dangerous formations everywhere. I don’t know how many prisoners are being held.

This is the first floor of the Demon Suppression Prison. The prisoners who are imprisoned are either powerful officials, assassins of the Bulao Lin, or elders of evil paths. After enduring the impact of that pressure, some people slowly wake up by time, but many people are still immersed in the broken spiritual world.

Those people stumbled and said things that no one could understand, sang songs that no one could understand, and raved for many years.

Listening to the tiny sounds of tens of thousands of insects gnawing on leaves, prisoners with weaker willpower would be afraid to faint.

Jing Jiu stood in front of the cell door, listening to the sounds, and was calm.

Every prisoner in the Demon Suppression Prison wears a vital lock, and the cell is under the formation map. His spirit is shaken by the pressure, and there is no possibility of escaping.

But these are not a problem for Jing Jiu, because he brought two keys, and he had already known the method of understanding the formation diagram in this cell.

He took out the key and untie the energy lock, untie the array diagram, opened the room door, and walked into the darkness.

The Demon Suppression Prison is now managed by Duke Lu, so he naturally cannot be trapped here, just like the Qingshan Sword Prison.

His luck has always been very good, both in the past and in this life.

But he still had to be cautious, because Duke Lu was not the biggest in the Demon Suppression Prison, and the emperor was not the biggest.

He made no sound, no breath, no breath, no heartbeat, like a ghost, walking in the Demon Prison.

No matter those prisoners who have woken up or the mysterious gold puppets with extremely sensitive perception, it is impossible to discover his existence.

The deepest part of the darkness was a cliff, with black old vines hanging by the cliff. Jing Jiu did not go down the vine, but jumped down directly.

If someone can see the picture in the dark, he can see his white clothes rising with the wind, like flowers.

In fact, his clothes and movements did not even bring a trace of wind tone.

It turns out it is not a flower, it is a cloud.

Under the cliff is the second floor of the Demon Prison.
Chapter completed!