Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 852 Wood Pine Nuts

The Heavenly Demon Pagoda is a great sacred weapon, also known as a quasi-supreme weapon, with its own space inside, which is very spacious.

Ye Xingchen followed the deacon into the Heavenly Demon Tower, and walked through the long corridors. The light in front of his eyes was bright, and he could see the scene inside the tower clearly after the light dissipated.

A group of them stood on the plain, with a stone gate behind them, and in the distance were endless mountains, undulating like dragons and snakes.

On the plain, there are many ancient castles, which are gloomy and gloomy, giving off a dull feeling.

There is a place where many prisoners are held.

And in the mountains in the distance, there are also many pavilions built, with a golden light, and many tyrannical auras hidden inside, obviously there are masters of the Heavenly Demon Dao who are practicing in seclusion.

"Holy Son, the first prison we are going to is just ahead." A fat middle-aged man followed with a smile on his face and introduced the situation in the Heavenly Demon Tower to him.

In the early years, the Heavenly Demon Saint Son either practiced in closed doors or went out to practice. This is actually the first time he has come to the Heavenly Demon Tower.

"Squeak!"

A heavy door was pushed open, and a rotten and unpleasant smell came from the castle.

"Holy Son, please!" said the chubby deacon.

"What's your name?" Ye Xingchen asked.

"Holy Son, the younger one is called Red Locust, the locust of the locust." The fat and white deacon smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Ye Xingchen nodded and walked into the castle.

The castle was dark and had a damp smell.

A deacon lit the oil lamp on the wall, and the castle was lit up.

Walking through a long and narrow passage, what appeared in front of him was a prison.

In the prison, there are many masters being imprisoned, the lowest ones are quasi-sages, and some are false saints. In the deepest part of the prison, there is the breath of saints.

Seemingly aware of the opening of the castle, the saint in the deepest part of the prison became excited, and the tyrannical holy aura spread, making the whole castle tremble.

"What a powerful breath." Ye Xingchen exclaimed.

"Holy Son, don't worry. All the saints imprisoned in the castle have their lutes locked, their bodies sealed off, and there are many punishments and tortures. They can't escape." The fat and white deacon laughed.

He led the way, and said as he walked: "The false saints in the first castle are all warriors who have offended the Heavenly Demon Dao. Among them, they need to write down what they have learned silently, and every once in a while, they have to do hard labor for the sect, and they will be released from prison after 100 years of service."

Speaking of this, Zhu Locust said: "If you want me to say, the Daoist is still too kind. These warriors, who offend the sect, should be sentenced to death, so as to show the coercion of the Heavenly Demon Dao, which is sacred and inviolable."

"boom!"

Seeing someone coming in, a prisoner who was close to Ye Xingchen hit Tieshan with his head and said, "I know I was wrong, let me go, let me go!"

He was dressed in rags, black as coke, with iron bars on his head, and his head was covered with blood.

His expression was crazy, even more desperate.

"Yeah, let us go!"

"We are willing to submit to the Tao of Heavenly Demon, and we are willing to hand in what we have learned."

"..."

They made a commotion in this cell.

The plump and white Zhu Locust sternly said: "If you dare to attack the Holy Son, come and hit me."

The deacons behind him held iron whips, opened the cell door, and began to beat the warriors.

Those martial artists whose cultivation bases were sealed, had iron chains wrapped around their bodies, experienced torture, and had no strength to resist at all, and were soon beaten to pieces, and the pain was unbearable.

Ye Xingchen couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Stop!"

The plump and white Zhu Locust immediately said: "Stop it all."

Then he laughed and said, "The Holy Son is merciful, but these prisoners won't have a long memory if they don't beat them."

Ye Xingchen glanced at him and said, "Take me to see that saint prisoner in the deepest part."

"Obey." Zhu locust led the way.

After a while, the two came to the deepest part of the cell.

The cell where the saint was held was a secret room, leaving only a small iron window, the size of two palms, so that he could clearly see the situation inside.

Through the iron window, one can see clearly that there is a person inside. His hair is very long and his face cannot be seen clearly.

There are many dao patterns engraved on the iron chain. From time to time, water and fire pass through the iron chain and penetrate into the saint's body, torturing his will.

The saint was a hero in the ancient times, but now he has a higher status, but this saint, because he offended the Heavenly Demon Dao, was captured by the masters of the Heavenly Demon Dao, imprisoned here, and suffered all kinds of torture.

From this we can see how deep the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Dao is.

"Holy Son, this saint is a casual cultivator, with the holy name Guilingsheng. He cultivated into a saint and was very arrogant. When he competed with the elders of the sect for the treasure in a treasure field, he killed several elders of the Tianmo Dao. The elder captured him and locked him in the cell, just to subdue him and let him be used by us."

"However, this person, who cultivates the way of ghosts, is only at the level of an ordinary saint, but his spiritual realm is extremely strong and his will is firm. He has been imprisoned for 350 seven years, tortured by the power of water and fire every day, and still refuses to surrender."

The fat and white Zhu Locust introduced the situation of this saint.

"Junior, do you know everything about me clearly?"

Suddenly, the saint in the cell raised his head, revealing an old face, two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and said, "Don't let me go out, or I will capture the souls of both of you and train you into ghost boys, hahaha..."

He laughed and the whole cell shook.

At this time, the iron chains on his body glowed, and the power of water and fire spread over, eroding his body, torturing his spirit, and suppressing his strength.

"Ah..." Gui Lingsheng yelled.

"As expected of a saint, after being imprisoned and tortured for more than 300 years, he still has such power." Ye Xingchen marveled inwardly.

"I don't know how to live or die. It seems that this ghost saint will not surrender for the time being. Son, let's go to the next cell." The fat and white Zhu Locust said.

Ye Xingchen nodded and followed Zhu Locust to leave the castle.

"Ghost Spirit Saint is a casual cultivator of the evil way, with a strange temperament, so we can't leave him alone." Ye Xingchen thought.

Ye Xingchen intends to find the place where his mother was imprisoned, and then release the imprisoned saint to create chaos. However, the ghost saint and evil cultivator are originally evil people, so he cannot be released, or how many warriors will be devoured by him soul.

Also imprisoned in the second castle is a demonic saint. The reason why he was captured by the Demonic Dao was because 500 years ago, this person massacred a city in order to practice a kind of magic art, but that city happened to have a demonic saint. At the station, many disciples and elders of Tianmo Dao died, which angered Tianmo Dao, so they sent experts to arrest him.

"Another stubborn old man who has been imprisoned for more than 500 years and still refuses to surrender, then he will die here!" the fat and white Zhu Locust cursed and walked out of the cell.

"Don't worry, if you can become a saint, there are a few people with unstable minds." Ye Xingchen said.

"Yes, yes, what the Holy Son said is true, the little one has been taught." The fat and white Zhu Locust bowed his head and said respectfully.

"You don't need to flatter me, let's go to the next castle." Ye Xingchen smiled and said.

Seeing that the Holy Son was not angry, Zhu Locust, who was fat and white, smiled, and said in his heart, "I knew that these big men said they didn't like being flattered on the surface, but deep down they liked the feeling of being flattered."

He led the way in front and introduced: "In this third castle, there is a righteous saint thousands of years ago imprisoned. , Among them, two Supreme Elders were wounded by him, and it is best to recuperate for hundreds of years."

"Oh, who is this person with such strength?" Ye Xingchen asked.

Zhu Locust said: "This person's name is Mu Songzi, and his cultivation level has already entered the middle saint, and he is very powerful."

"Musongzi." Ye Xingchen was thoughtful, if this person was normal, he could be released at that time to disturb the way of the demon.

The third castle is much larger than the first two, and there are more prisoners in it.

The king can live for 5000 years, cultivate to be a quasi-sage, a false saint, and his lifespan is close to ten thousand years. Over the years, Tian Mo Dao has captured many warriors, and over time, more and more warriors.

Ye Xingchen and Zhu Locust went directly to the deepest part of the castle regardless of the prisoners' begging for mercy.

Ye Xingchen saw Mu Songzi, an old man with a clear face, although there were injuries on his body, his eyes were clear, neither happy nor sad.

"Musongzi, you have been imprisoned for thousands of years, are you still unwilling to surrender?" Zhu Locust asked.

Mu Songzi glanced at him and remained silent.

"Toast, don't eat fine wine." Zhu Locust's tone was cold, and he wanted to start the punishment.

"Wait a minute, let me persuade."

Ye Xingchen stopped Zhu Locust, Zhu Locust bowed and said, "Yes, Holy Son."

Ye Xingchen looked at Mu Songzi, and said, "Senior Mu, I heard that you were jealous of evil a thousand years ago, and you really dislike our Heavenly Demon Way."

"What do you want to say?" Mu Songzi looked over, his tone hoarse.

"I want to say that there is no distinction between good and evil. Although our Heavenly Demon Dao is considered to be a demonic way, have we ever opened the killing ring in the eastern part of Tianyu and sacrificed blood to all people?"

Ye Xingchen didn't wait for Mu Songzi to answer, and continued: "No, instead, they live within the influence of the Heavenly Demon Dao. They will be protected by the Heavenly Demon Dao, and their lives will be guaranteed. If they are killed by others, the Heavenly Demon Dao will send people to avenge them."

"Hehe, they are just sheep raised by your Heavenly Demon Dao. When the time comes, they will be slaughtered, just like wheat in the field. People take care of them with all their heart, weeding, fertilizing, not just for harvesting."

Mu Songzi sneered: "The way of the devil is the way of the devil, how can it be compared with the righteous way, although the way does not distinguish between good and bad, but people distinguish between good and evil."

Ye Xingchen looked gloomy on the surface, but in his heart he agreed with what Mu Songzi said.

He believed from the beginning to the end that people who practice magic arts are not necessarily bad people at the beginning, but magic arts generally need to refine soul, flesh, blood, bones, etc., and there are many shortcuts that can be taken. If you take too many shortcuts, If you don't want to take the right path, your mind will change little by little, and you will finally be free from scruples and act without any scruples.

Therefore, he believes that people must have a bottom line in their hearts, have ideals and ideals, and not be strong for the sake of being strong and become a person dominated by power.

"Musongzi can let him out then." Ye Xingchen thought.

Mu Songzi has a righteous heart and has been imprisoned for thousands of years. He has a clear mind, good and evil, right and wrong have not been obliterated, and his strength is absolutely tyrannical.

Ye Xingchen even suspected that although his cultivation was suppressed, his spirit had been tempered. Maybe after escaping, he would have the opportunity to ask the Holy King in the future.

Ye Xingchen was not arguing with Mu Songzi about righteousness and evil, but turned and left.

Zhu Locust chased after him and said: "Holy Son, don't take him to heart, this old man, even if the Supreme Elder comes, he can't argue with him."

"Let's go to the next castle." Ye Xingchen said lightly.

Before leaving, he tucked his hands in the sleeves into a seal, and a ray of holy energy penetrated into the cell, slowly eroding the runes on it.

When Mu Songzi saw the two leave, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looked around, and focused on a rune on the iron rod of the cell.

The rune fluctuated, and a flaw appeared in the originally perfect cell.

This flaw is difficult for quasi-sages and false saints to detect, and even if they are detected, they cannot be used. But it is different for saints. The spirit of saints has reached the level of the observable microcosm. Cracks are clearly visible.

"Someone shot out a trace of holy energy and wiped out the runes, who is it?" Mu Songzi thought, "Could it be him?"

A figure flashed in his mind.

Ye Xingchen left the third castle and followed Zhu Locust into the fourth castle, the fifth castle, the sixth castle... the eighth castle.

In these castles, there are strong people from the human race, saints from the monster race, and holy beasts. Ye Xingchen also saw creatures from the demon race, ghost race, stone race, etc., everything that one expects to find.

The more he looked, the colder he felt in his heart, the strength of the Heavenly Demon Dao is too terrifying, there are so many strong men imprisoned in the Heavenly Demon Tower, if they are all subdued... No, as long as one tenth of them are subdued, the Heavenly Demon Dao is enough to sweep the east. Soil, aspire to Tianyu.

"Holy Son, the criminals held in the ninth castle are very important. Without permission, the young ones cannot enter." Zhu Locust said as he walked to the ninth castle.

"Oh, who is imprisoned inside?" Ye Xingchen asked this sentence, his heart pounding. He learned from the demon saint that his mother was imprisoned in the ninth castle.

Zhu Locust said: "I don't know about this little one, but there are rumors that a high-level sect who violated the sect's rules was imprisoned inside."

"That's interesting, how can I get in?" Ye Xingchen asked casually.

"Only by obtaining the Four Sages guarding the Heavenly Demon Tower can we enter the ninth castle." Zhu Locust said.

The Four Sages of Heavenly Demon have retreated in the Heavenly Demon Tower and guarded the Heavenly Demon Tower since they became saints. They have not appeared in the world for tens of thousands of years.

After ten thousand years of penance, one can imagine how strong their strength has reached.

With his hands behind his back, Ye Xingchen looked so far away that Zhu Locust didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Zhu Locust, take me to see the Four Sages." Ye Xingchen ordered lightly.

"Yes."

The Heavenly Demon Four Sages were practicing in the mountains farther away. Under the leadership of Zhu Locust, he came to a cave.

"Zhu Locust, who told you to bring someone here?" A boy asked at the entrance of the cave.

(End of this chapter)