The power of the explosion of the natal magic weapon of the Jindan monk was far greater than that of those ordinary magic weapons. The flying sword of the female Jindan finally exploded the light curtain into a three-foot-sized hole, but the explosion of the natal magic weapon also caused her to be seriously injured. She vomited three mouthfuls of blood, dyeing her white shirt with blood red.

The female Jindan didn't bother to check the injuries. She took advantage of the moment when the red clothes she had sacrificed were wrapped around the giant hand, and she swayed and flew towards the hole.

"Hmph." With the strange humming, the hole in the light curtain was slowly closing. At this moment, it suddenly accelerated and closed in a blink of an eye, causing the female monk to hit the light curtain. The giant hand wrapped in her red clothes had broken the red clothes and condensed it back into a giant hand to continue to grab her. The broken red clothes fragments returned to their original size and fell down like falling flowers.

The female golden elixir did not avoid the giant hand's grasp after all, and was copied in the giant hand and retracted back into the gate of the White Stone Palace.

The three Jindan ancestors were captured in just a dozen breaths. The remaining monks were frightened and they all used all their strength to attack the light curtain. However, no matter how hard these people tried, the light curtain did not change at all.

Zhang Zhexue was not involved in the attack light curtain, so he saw the most clearly what happened around him. He saw that several golden elixir monks were refused to be captured, and he also saw that even though the female golden elixir broke the light curtain, he was still captured. He knew that such attack on the ghost light curtain had no effect at all, so he said to Jun Modao: "Senior, forget it, this thing cannot be broken with our cultivation level. I think you should stop first and leave some strength to deal with the future changes."

When Jun Modao heard this, he roared angrily, stopped, turned around and said to Zhang Zhexue: "It seems that we are in a disaster this time." After that, he took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a pill and took it, sat down next to Zhang Zhexue, and began to regulate his breathing, and wanted to restore his true energy to its peak state.

"That's not necessarily the case. Who knows what the result is before closing your eyes? I think we'll just wait for a moment, maybe something will change."

Jun Modao turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhexue, and smiled and said, "You kid are very optimistic. You are not afraid of death. You can be considered a man."

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "I am not afraid of death, but I don't want to die. Unless I have to die, I will do my best to make myself live under any circumstances."

"What does it mean to die?" Jun Modao didn't quite understand what Zhang Zhexue said.

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "Sometimes your own death can be exchanged for the lives of your relatives and friends, and it is worth dying. This is what the younger generation said that you must die, haha."

Jun Modao looked at Zhang Zhexue for a while and suddenly asked, "Then do you have someone to die now?"

"have."

"Can you tell me who it is?"

"My master. He saved me with his life, but I don't know if he is still alive now."

Jun Modao nodded, patted Zhang Zhexue's shoulder twice, and said, "Your master can be auspicious and heavenly appearances."

Zhang Zhexue sighed and said, "I also hope he is alive. He is my only relative in this world."

Jun Modao nodded, didn't say anything, closed his eyes and began to recover his true energy.

Before a stick of incense had passed, the change happened. At this time, a stream of black smoke emerged from the gate of the Shiraishi Palace, quietly spreading towards the surroundings. The black smoke continued to flow, and soon filled most of the space in the light curtain.

"Senior, there has been a change."

Jun Modao opened his eyes, and when he saw the changes in front of him, he quickly stood up. He took out a pill and threw it to Zhang Zhexue, saying, "This is a poison avoidance pill. If you take it, you don't know what this black fog is. Be careful. You can use your true energy to protect your body. No matter what happens, try not to leave me. I will try to take care of you." After that, he took a poison avoidance pill himself.

Zhang Zhexue took the pill and swallowed it in one bite.

Seeing the black smoke coming, he was powerless, both Zhang Zhexue and Jun Modao were very frustrated. This feeling of life and death that cannot be controlled by oneself made Zhang Zhexue extremely unhappy. He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he could go back alive this time, he must practice hard to make himself stronger as soon as possible. Not to mention mastering his own life and death, at least he could earn a little vitality for himself at the critical moment of life and death.

The black smoke has no strange smell. It just that after wrapping the body, the black smoke seems to condense into substance, with a sticky feeling, as if it was wrapped in silk. In the black smoke, you can't see your five fingers. If Jun Modao's hand had not grasped Zhang Zhexue's shoulder, he would not feel Jun Modao's existence.

Wrapped in black smoke without three breaths, the black smoke around his body suddenly tightened, and Zhang Zhexue felt that he was being pulled into the air involuntarily.

After half a cup of tea, the black smoke wrapped around his body suddenly dissipated, and Zhang Zhexue fell from mid-air. He got up from the ground and looked at the surrounding environment, but it was in a stone prison. Jun Modao was gone, and he didn't know when he was separated.

There was no light in the stone prison, and there was nowhere to be seen. Although Zhang Zhexue could already see the night vision, he was still not used to such a dark environment. He took out the fire stick and four large candles from the storage bag, lit the candle, and controlled the candle to float to the four corners of the stone prison, which made the stone prison illuminate.

"Mom Xipi, he, milk, and milk, has been in jail again. It seems that he hasn't sat enough in his previous life." Zhang Zhexue muttered to himself, taking out the long sword and roaring the tiger roar, and tapping the wall of the stone prison with the hilt, trying to see if there is any possibility of escaping. Although he was trapped in this prison, he was not in a hurry. He knew that it was useless to be anxious at this time. Now he was just the fish on the chopping board. When it was stewed and eaten by others depends on the mood. Anyway, he had no ability to resist. It would be better to let go and die even if he died. As for knocking on the wall, he just wanted to try to see if there was a chance to escape. Sitting and waiting for death was not a good mentality.

"Boy, stop knocking, it's useless, you can't get out." A somewhat old man's voice suddenly rang in the stone prison.

"Who?" Zhang Zhexue was really scared. The stone prison was only three feet in a radius and could be seen at a glance. He turned around twice but did not see anyone. "Senior, who is your master? Can you show up and see him?"

The old voice snorted and said, "If I could have come out, I would have come out long ago. I would have had to spend so much effort to talk to you? You must know that my words will damage my vitality. If I hadn't had something to do, how could I spend a little bit of energy that I had finally recovered?"

Zhang Zhexue bowed his hand randomly and smiled and said, "It turns out that the senior is also locked up here. I wonder what you call him?"

"I'm brighter."

"Senior, this surname is rare. Haha, you can't get out, right?"

"If I can come out, what else can I say to you?"

Zhang Zhexue was relieved when he confirmed that the person who spoke could not come out. Everyone was locked up. No matter whether he was a master or not, he would never have to be afraid of him. At least he would not have to eat the loss in front of him. He smiled and said, "Since you can't come out, don't talk nonsense to the younger generation. Do you think you are a master? It turns out that you are just a prisoner like the younger generation. Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. I'd better knock on the wall slowly."

"Bastard, how dare you talk to me like this?" The one was even more furious.

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "I have already said that, are you here to bite me?"

"you……."

"What are you? You can't help but talk so much nonsense. You are relying on your seniority? Tell me." Zhang Zhexue asked disdainfully and shook his head, and continued to use the hilt of the sword to start hitting the wall.

Gengliang's voice didn't speak, and after a long time, he came over and said calmly: "Boy, I have a way to get you out of here."

"Hmm?" Zhang Zhexue stopped: "Senior, would you have gone out early if you had a way?"

"Hmph, I haven't recovered my cultivation level, so I can't get out. You are different. You are lively and have strange beasts, so you can naturally escape."

Zhang Zhexue was immediately surprised: "Senior, do you mean I can escape?"

"If you have the Qinglan Demon Fox, I will naturally have a way to get you out."

"Qinglan Demon Fox?" Zhang Zhexue reached into his arms, took out the sleeping little white fox, held it in his palm and looked carefully, and asked suspiciously: "Senior, are you talking about this little guy? It's so little, it's useless."

"Is it very small? Haha, you don't have to worry about its size. With it and my secret technique, it will be useful."

Zhang Zhexue stretched out his mouth and kissed the little white fox, and shouted happily: "Senior, please cast the spell quickly. Where are you? I found you and let's go out together."

Giver the brighter ones obviously because he has a bad temper. He couldn't help but get angry again: "Did you, a bastard, deliberately ridicule me? Is it a joke that I fell into such a field, right?"

Zhang Zhexue was a little puzzled. When did he ridicule him? He said, "Senior, is it okay for you to be a little rational? When did you ridicule you and laugh at you?"

Gengliang said angrily: "I just told you that my energy has not yet recovered, so you asked me to cast spells quickly. Aren't you deliberately laughing at me?"

Zhang Zhexue slapped his forehead and said that he had offended him here. This old guy is too cautious, right? "Senior, you just said that you have not recovered your energy, so you are always so angry? This is not very good for your health."

"Where are you talking nonsense? Hurry up and learn the secret method with me and go out as soon as possible."

Zhang Zhexue hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, even if you teach me, I just don't know how long it will take to practice this secret method? I am afraid that if the time is long, I will be caught by that old monster, so I will be in vain."

Gengliang said: "Don't worry, that old monster can't refine those four idiots without a month. This time is enough for you to practice my secret technique."
Chapter completed!