"Palace Master, do you want to make the results of the investigation public?"
The figure asked.
Lin Xing was silent for a long time.
"Need not."
"You go down."
Hearing this.
The tumbling figure was stunned at first, but quickly reacted and the black mist disappeared.
Lin Xing stopped looking at the screen in the sky and turned to walk towards the depths of the Prison Hall. Not long after, he came to a cell. This cell was made of ten thousand year old meteorite iron and was engraved with dozens of formations. Even a strong man in the Mahayana stage would need a lot of effort to get out of the cell.
"The Holy Son is dead."
"A new master should be appointed!"
"For so many years, the Prison Hall has always maintained a neutral attitude and never inquired about the matter of appointing a Holy Son within the sect, but this time, I think it is an opportunity."
Lin Xing spoke softly.
The cell was dark.
I can't see what's inside at all.
No one responded.
Lin Xing was not in a hurry either. He just stood there quietly, closing his eyes and resting.
After a long time, the sound of chains being pulled was heard in the cell. The mosquitoes around seemed to be awakened, flying everywhere, and the buzzing sound was annoying.
A disheveled man, lame on one leg, emerged from the darkness. "Who do you want to nominate as the new Holy Son?"
Lin Xing slowly opened his eyes: "Qingyun Peak, Ye Feng."
Ye Feng?
Never heard of it.
He is probably a new disciple of the sect.
"Why choose him?"
The jailer asked.
Lin Xing spoke without hesitation: "This Ye Feng is from the Demon Clan. He has a token given by the Demon Clan on him. You should know what this means."
The prisoner grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "It's interesting that someone from the demon clan has infiltrated the Three Thousand Dao Sect."
"Why choose this time to act?"
The man asked again.
Lin Xing's eyes gleamed with brilliance, revealing intense excitement and desire. "Right now, the Sect Master is undergoing a life-or-death test. The only Mahayana-level powerhouse left among the Three Thousand Dao Sects is the old immortal who has his life sealed within the Sword Prison."
The right time, place and people, everything is available!
Don't take action now!
There's no better opportunity.
Hearing this.
The people in the prison burst into laughter. It seemed like a good opportunity.
A moment.
The iron chains on the prisoners all broke, and the prison cell made of ten thousand year old meteorite iron was like a piece of white paper, so fragile that it made people want to laugh.
boom!
The cell exploded.
Lin Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and took a few steps back.
Originally, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on the person in the prison, but as he took a step forward, the aura all over his body began to surge, refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...
With every step he took, this person's aura surged by a large realm.
After a few breaths.
The terrifying aura of the Mahayana period permeated the entire depths of the Prison Hall, making it hard to breathe.
at the same time.
The man's tattered clothes all disappeared, his disheveled hair moved in the wind, and even the muddy and smelly stains on his body fell off one after another.
When he walked in front of Lin Xing, this person had completely changed his appearance, from a decadent and vicissitudes of life old man to a young man in his prime.
"A thousand years!"
"I've finally waited for it!"
The man took a deep breath of air, which was filled with the scent of freedom.
Lin Xing seemed to be getting impatient and urged, "Then let's get started quickly. I've already prepared everything."
The man shook his head.
Seeing this.
Lin Xing frowned.
The man's eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through the layers of strict prison hall and see everything inside the Sword Prison.
"No rush."
"I'm going to kill a few people first."
As soon as the words fell.
The man disappeared.
Lin Xing looked at the completely destroyed cell in front of him, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Then.
Lin Xing turned and left.
The Prison Warden Hall is the most prestigious hall in the Three Thousand Dao Sect after all. It is not difficult to find out the truth behind Lu Hen Ge.
Lin Xing even found out that the person who was actually colluding with the demons was Ye Feng, and the person who framed Lu Hen Ge was also the seemingly harmless Ye Feng.
If Lu Hen Ge's cultivation level was still there, Lin Xing might still think about helping Lu Hen Ge.
But now Lu Hen Ge is a useless person.
A useless person is worthless.
so.
This truth becomes unimportant.
It would be better to use this truth to have a "heart-to-heart talk" with Ye Feng and maximize the value.
.....
Alchemy room in the Alchemy Palace.
Lu Hen Ge had no idea what was happening outside.
now.
He was multitasking.
"I should be the first person in the world of immortal cultivation to use demonic energy to refine pills and cultivate at the same time." This is also a good new experience for Lu Hen Ge.
But it is extremely difficult.
The cultivation of demonic energy is not so bad.
after all.
This has been done before.
Not to mention those far away, among the people closest to Lu Hen Ge, Ye Feng is a typical example of using demonic energy for cultivation.
But no one has ever tried to use demonic energy to refine elixirs, or rather, some people have tried but never succeeded.
Demonic energy is different from gentle spiritual power. As long as it comes into contact with people and objects, it will devour and invade them madly until all living things in this area are devoured.
That's why.
It would be extremely difficult to use demonic energy to refine pills.
Because there are very few medicinal herbs that can resist the devouring of evil spirits.
Most of the herbs had just been put into the alchemy furnace, and the fire had not yet started to heat up, but the herbs had already been devoured by the evil energy, leaving only a pile of medicinal residue.
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