Wang Shouren got the news and also came to listen.

The two men were old friends, and after exchanging a few words, they returned to their seats.

As time passed, footsteps were heard outside the torture room.

Ouyang Hong looked up, wanting to see what Li Qinglin, who dared to kill an imperial official in public, looked like.

He then noticed something unusual happening in his arms, and he quickly took it out.

Then I saw an orange-gold ruler, as smooth as jade, with scales on it.

At this moment, a halo of light emerged like a rising tide, rising all the way to the scale representing the blue numerology, and then emitting a light blue color.

Blue numerology?! Ouyang Hong was overjoyed. After going around in circles, he actually found a way out and met her in prison.

Who is it?

When Wang Shouren saw the life-measuring ruler, he also showed a look of surprise.

He had more or less guessed the purpose of Ouyang Hong's trip.

But I didn’t expect that the blue fortune teller actually came from Wangfeng County?

I just don't know whether it's a good or bad thing...

The two of them immediately looked outside the house.

Then a young man wearing a Confucian scarf and a long robe, with steady and powerful steps and bright eyes, walked into the execution room first.

The pale green light of the measuring ruler rose and fell, casting a few halos and floating towards this person.

Wang Shouren stood up suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face, and blurted out,

"Qing Jing? It's you?!"

Ouyang Hong looked hesitant, "Brother Wang, do you know this person?"

Wang Shouren glanced at Li Qingjing, then at the measuring ruler, calmed his mind, and introduced,

"This person is Li Qinglin's second brother, and also my disciple. He just participated in the examination this year and ranked first."

"oh?"

Ouyang Hong heard this and felt the gentle and elegant talent in Dan Qing's mind. Ouyang Hong couldn't help but chuckled and said,

"Then I have to congratulate Brother Wang for having such a good disciple. I can pass on my legacy to him."

Li Qinglin walked into the room, his eyes swept across the measuring ruler, and when he heard the conversation between Wang Shouren and the other man, he felt something in his heart.

In the following interrogation, Ouyang Hong secretly focused all his attention on Li Qingjing.

The interrogation of Li Qinglin was just a formality.

Li Qinglin was happy with this and tried hard to reduce his presence.

After a while, the interrogation ended and everyone left one after another.

Ouyang Hong found an excuse to invite Li Qingjing to have a detailed talk and went to a restaurant for a drink.

Before leaving, Li Qingjing looked at Li Qinglin with an inquiring look.

Li Qinglin nodded silently.

…

Three days later, Ouyang Hong left for Feng County and returned to the provincial capital.

A few days later, Wang Shouren found Li Qinglin with a rather unhappy look on his face.

"Some people above you are still upset about you killing an imperial official, and they attacked each other and eventually sentenced you to one year in prison."

"But half a year from now, it will be the Empress Dowager's birthday. The Empress Dowager has been fasting and chanting for a long time. In order to please her, the Emperor will definitely grant amnesty to the whole country. When the time comes, I will personally meet him and get you out of prison early!"

Upon hearing the news, Li Qinglin seemed calm.

After all, guarding the Heavenly Prison, surrounded by the mixed negative and evil spirits, was actually a way for him to conceal his eyes and ears while cultivating the immortality with the help of spiritual stones.

As a martial artist who cultivates the spirit, it is not difficult for him to enter and exit the Heavenly Prison.

Although he sensed several powerful auras deep in the prison, he thought they were government military officers secretly guarding the prison.

But judging from the strength of Qi, blood, and soul, he is just so-so, even slightly weaker than Li Qinglin.

After all, Li Qinglin has almost reached the limit in every realm in the Locking Essence Gate.

His physique is much stronger than that of ordinary spirit-cultivating warriors.

So it is not difficult to sneak past them.

and……

Recalling the various things happening in the city that Li Qingjing had reported to him in recent days, Li Qinglin had a vague premonition that a storm was about to come.

…

Half a month later, outside Ximen of Feng County, a hundred riders left the city overnight and headed for the Great Wilderness Mountain.

That night, flames reached the sky, the martial artists’ roars were like thunder, the blood rushed to the sky, and the bright light was as bright as day.

The next day, the families in the inner city brought back a large number of mutilated corpses from the wilderness, but kept it a secret. The alliance held a secret meeting, prepared for war, and mobilized a large number of elite troops.

In Feng County, there was a panic, a curfew was imposed, people's livelihood was in decline, and the people were terrified as they walked.

…

Nightfall.

In the prison, snoring sounds were heard everywhere.

But at some point, the snoring gradually died down, as if an invisible hand had strangled the prisoners' necks, causing them to breathe rapidly and their faces to turn purple.

Li Qinglin's eyes were tightly closed, his qi, blood, magic power and soul coexisting in his body, but a trace of his uncontrolled breath was revealed.

Immortal martial arts cannot be cultivated, that is, when magic power, qi, blood, and soul coexist in the body, they will complement and lock each other. Li Qinglin also wants to explore the mystery.

As expected.

Dramatic changes were taking place inside Li Qinglin's body at this moment.

The three forces intertwined and merged, containing mysteries that Li Qinglin could not imagine. They fought and tolerated each other, like shackles, covering Li Qinglin's limbs and bones inch by inch.

Li Qinglin tried it and indeed felt a sense of restraint, with the Qi and blood in his body being much weaker than usual.

He tried to practice the Five Elders' Purifying Mind Inscription and the Wood and Water Dual Element Sutra, but he felt restless and irritable, and made no progress after practicing for a long time.

It was as if there was an indestructible wall in front of me, blocking the way forward.

Li Qinglin let out a long breath, dissipated all his cultivation, and fell into the mortal world.

He had a premonition that when martial arts and immortality coexisted in one body, there might be many hidden secrets. Unfortunately, with his current strength and vision, he was unable to detect them.

As Li Qinglin's cultivation power dissipated, the prisoners who were suffering from sleep paralysis in the prison gradually calmed down.

At this moment, it is the twelfth month of late autumn, and the night is quiet.

As time passed, cold winds suddenly blew up in the prison, hitting the fences and making a whimpering sound.

"Um?"

Li Qinglin's eyes were as sharp as lightning. With his spiritual roots, he could be considered a psychic.

At this moment, he looked around suddenly and saw that the desolate and lonely prison was filled with groups of human-shaped black fog, with a pair of eyes emitting faint light.

Some were hanging on the ceiling, and some were hiding behind the fence. Li Qinglin turned around suddenly and saw two ghostly shadows lying behind his own lotus pot.

Covet,

Spite,

Those pairs of dark eyes were fixed on Li Qinglin, as if they would pounce on him at any time.

"There are so many ghosts in this prison?"

Li Qinglin was not surprised at all. After all, there were at least eight hundred people who had died unjustly or of illness in prison over the years.

I think it is because I have lost all my cultivation and become a mortal, that I am targeted by these ghosts.

call……

A ghostly shadow floated over, landed in front of Li Qinglin, and transformed into a woman.

Perhaps the clothes were transformed by ghost fog, they were transparent and hazy, like a plain dress as thin as a cicada's wing.

You can almost see the important parts that are barely covered, the bra and hips twisting, sometimes covered and sometimes exposed...

Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck tightly to her cheeks, which made her look even more charming against her fair and rosy skin.

"My dear..."

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A low and gentle voice came.

Li Qinglin was not afraid at all, but rather felt quite interested.

With a thought in his mind, he ceased to transform, and all his martial arts skills filled his body.

His qi and blood gathered into a hand and he grabbed the ghost. When the qi and blood met the yin energy, a gurgling sound like boiling water was emitted.

Li Qinglin didn't say much, he grabbed her and pressed her hard! With a shrill scream that seemed to be unable to bear the whipping, the ghost's soul flew away.

"You can actually collect essence? If you hadn't met me, in a few decades, a fierce ghost would have appeared in this prison."

Li Qinglin's blood and energy were like a sword, condensing into a sword edge. With just a few sweeps back and forth, he shattered most of the ghosts in the prison.

Only a few relatively quiet and dull ghosts were left.

If he is still in the prison next summer, it can also be used as an air conditioner to cool down.

Deep in the sky prison, a powerful aura appeared.

A look turned to Li Qinglin.

"The ghosts in the cell disturbed people's sleep. Li cleaned it up a bit. I think you don't mind, senior?"

Li Qinglin's calm voice came out.

The owner of that gaze was a little surprised and doubtful. He didn't expect that Li Qinglin was aware of his presence.

He stared at Li Qinglin deeply, then looked away.

Time passed and it was already late at night.

Li Qinglin, who was lying on the straw mat, suddenly opened his eyes, and light appeared in the dark room.

He made some hand gestures and tied grass into a human form.

The magic power in the body continuously flows out and gathers on the straw man.

Then there was a flash of light, and the straw man transformed into the appearance of Li Qinglin, sleeping on his side on the straw mat.

The art of tying grass.

There are not many spells that can be performed at the first level of Qi training. Yang Jian, who was raised by the Jade Yuan Toad, only taught a few such as the Grass Tying Technique and the Clear Wind Technique.

The human form created by the grass-tying technique only has an appearance but does not contain any cultivation strength.

Li Qinglin looked at the straw man, his mind moved, and the skin and flesh on the fingertips automatically broke open, squeezing out a drop of blood, and then closed up again and healed.

Blood was smeared on the straw man, and golden light flashed and then faded away.

The straw man looks more realistic and exudes a strong aura.

Li Qinglin nodded in satisfaction, restrained his energy and blood, returned to the state of cold-blooded and dead wood, left the prison and headed towards the outer city.

The fog was heavy and there was a thick fog covering the streets.

Shops ten steps away are almost invisible.

Li Qinglin was like a ghost, floating and blending into the mist.

The cold wind blows in the face at a lightning speed.

Li Qinglin thought of the Qingfeng Technique he had just learned, and he could no longer hold back his excitement, so he discarded his martial arts skills and the magic power in his body emerged.

The effect of Qingfeng Jutsu is to control the breeze, making oneself like a green leaf in the wind and increasing the speed of escape.

To be honest, his speed is actually not as fast as Li Qinglin who relies on his energy and blood to travel.

But... so handsome! A light breeze blew, and a figure floated over, with light wind and clear clouds. This is the standard of a cultivator.

But that is the moment when the magic power emerges.

The faint moonlight passed through the mist and gently fell on Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin suddenly felt a chill rising from his heart and flowing into every corner of his body.

It seems like something is passing by quickly.

He looked up in surprise, only to find that the soft moonlight was so dazzling.

Those strands of light seemed like sharp swords piercing his heart! [Lifespan -1]

[Lifespan -1]

[Lifespan -1]

Li Qinglin's martial arts realm has broken through to the level of nourishing the spirit, and he has also practiced qigong to cultivate immortality.

The lifespan has greatly increased, and it is already 120 years old. The lifespan of an ordinary cultivator who has reached the perfection of Qi training is only 150 or 160 years old, while that of a great cultivator who has established a foundation will be doubled, to 300 years old.

But at this moment, as Li Qinglin came into contact with the moonlight, his lifespan was rapidly decreasing. In just a few breaths, it was shortened by several days.

What's going on? Can't you see the light?

He seemed to see the prompts above his head, which were popping up frantically, indicating that his health points were being deducted.

Li Qinglin was greatly shocked. He suddenly thought of something and immediately transformed himself, discarding all his immortal cultivation and returning to martial arts.

Suddenly, the decline in lifespan stopped.

The moonlight also returned to its soft state.

He was somewhat confused and doubtful.

"Could it be that this is the disaster?"

It has been more than a month since he broke through to the first level of Qi training. In fact, he has always wondered why he has encountered so many difficulties in cultivating immortals at the Qi training stage.

Unexpectedly, it came true as soon as he got out of the prison.

"What kind of disaster is this? Contact with moonlight will reduce my lifespan. What about sunlight? This dark prison has become my refuge.

Hiss... The sun and the moon are here to fry people's life?"

Li Qinglin felt helpless.

The only thing that can make one feel happy is that this disaster is relatively obvious, and it is not related to one's mood or destiny.

If he were like the Taoist Liquan, whose catastrophe was delayed and who had completed his Qi training but still didn't know where his catastrophe lay, he would be stuck before building his foundation, which would be troublesome.

Li Qinglin thought for a moment, then suppressed his sorrow and moved forward again.

After all, it's windy and foggy tonight, which is a good time to kill someone.

(End of this chapter)