Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

In the room, there was loud snoring.

Wang Chen was not surprised.

After getting along for half a month, he has already understood Dan Lingfeng's temperament.

This old jailer can't be said to be a bad guy, but he has top-notch methods of stealing, raping and playing tricks.

However, the other party's heartfelt words just now refreshed Wang Chen's understanding of this old fritters.

Probably a conscience.

He quietly left and returned to the place where he lived.

Every jailer stationed in the dungeon has a residence. Although the room assigned to Wang Chen is not large, the sparrow is small and well-equipped with all the necessary equipment, furniture and daily necessities.

And the decoration is quite warm.

Don't think this is a warm little nest!

It is said that the giant dragon tortoise carrying Yongle Immortal City lies on a large spiritual vein, absorbing spiritual energy day and night to supply the needs of the Immortal City.

Therefore, the aura environment in the fairy city is excellent, not as good as the real cave, not much better.

This may be an important reason why countless casual cultivators are flocking to the fairy book.

But the situation in the nine-story dungeon of the Prison Division is completely different.

Layer by layer, the concentration of aura continued to decrease, and it was replaced by evil spirits!

It is rumored that the location of the nine-story dungeon is exactly where the soul gate of the Bixi Dragon Turtle is located.

This "soul" is not the "soul" of the body, but the "dregs" of dross.

The soul door is also the envoy of the five internal organs, and the water and valleys cannot be hidden for a long time!

excretory port.

There are millions of people in Yongle Immortal City, people have evil thoughts and malicious delusions, all negative dross will be discharged into the earth veins through the soul gate, so as not to breed evil monsters!

The nine-story dungeon is equivalent to being built in the corridor.

This sounds quite disgusting, and it is an important reason why the residents of Xiancheng keep a respectful distance from the staff of the Prison Department.

No one wants to be contaminated with evil spirits!

This is the real reason why the Department of Prisons has been recruiting people, and even put out attractive advertisements for three-year naturalization.

Sitting on the soft bed, Wang Chen took out a pill bottle from his arms.

On the palm of his hand, he poured out a medicinal-scented red pill.

This is Tongmai Quxie Pill, which can resist the invasion of evil spirits after taking it.

One tablet a day can last twelve hours.

All Jailors are free to pick up.

But Wang Chen has never taken it since he got it, and he went to get the elixir purely because he didn't want to make himself appear too special.

His vajra immortal body is completely capable of resisting the invasion of evil spirits.

Earlier, Jia Sidao gave Wang Chen three ways to become naturalized, and Wang Chen immediately chose the Prison Officer after listening.

Because the nine-storey dungeon is a jeopardy for other monks, but he can survive like a fish in water.

Wang Chen already had a similar experience!

Pour the pill back into the pill bottle and put it away, Wang Chen closed the door, and with a shake of his right arm, he threw out the Tianluo Punishment Net.

The evil spirits that filled the surrounding space were immediately attracted by this big net, and one after another threw themselves into the net!

This was an accidental discovery by Wang Chen.

The Tianluo Zhuxie Net can directly absorb the evil spirit here, without the intervention of Wang Chen's control, and the efficiency of absorption and transformation is very good.

Then he used the spiritual power contained in the Xiexie Net to cultivate, without delaying his own practice at all.

Moreover, the evil spirit was sucked away, and the environment in the room was much more comfortable, it no longer gave people a gloomy feeling, it was a little brighter and warmer!

Time passed by in a flash, and just after Mao o'clock the next morning, Wang Chen got up to wash up.

After breakfast, he began to inspect his prison area.

As an intern of the Prison Division, Wang Chen's daily task here is to inspect the prisoners in the prison area to ensure that they don't make any trouble.

Once there are signs of something bad, report it to your superiors immediately.

Wang Chen touched the "Baili Lingji" hanging on his shoulder.

The so-called thousands of miles and hundreds of miles of inspiration are essentially the same as the most commonly used mobile phone in his previous life, which can communicate and report to friends at a long distance.

Every jailer in the Department of Prisons was allotted one, and Wang Chen was no exception!

"Hey, boy!"

He had just turned a side road when a deliberately lowered voice suddenly came from beside him.

Wang Chen turned his head and saw that in a prison cell a few steps away, a strong man was holding the metal fence with both hands, staring at him fiercely, and said with a grinning smile: "Come here and lick me, I am dead!" !"

Although his mana was banned and white iron chains were wrapped around his feet, his physique was still amazingly strong.

The people imprisoned in the B-6 Prison are basically all cultivators of the Purple Mansion, and this guy is no exception, and he is still in the eighth or ninth floor of the Purple Mansion, with strong muscles and an imposing manner.

But it is such a Zifu, who is full of foul language, making people want to cover their ears when they hear it.

The sheep died?

Wang Chen walked over with a slight smile, and suddenly a long stick appeared in his hand, which directly hit the opponent's dantian.

"Well…"

This arrogant and domineering criminal was struck by lightning immediately, clutching his stomach and fell to the ground.

Why bother?

Wang Chen shook his head and continued to patrol.

It wasn't the first time he stabbed this guy's dantian, and the latter didn't know whether he was insane or needed to vent, anyway, he would be in a state of being when he saw him, either cynicism or swearing.

And similar guys abound in District B!

The deep underground is dark, and the long passages are neatly lined up with cells. Some of the prisoners locked in there are lying down, some are muttering to themselves, some are haggard, and some are dirty. dirty...

No matter how good they were in the past, now they are like dead dogs whose spines have been taken out, and they all have to live.

Prisoners don't have the pill to clear the meridians and dispel evil spirits. They can only fight against the evil spirits with the most arduous efforts under the condition that their cultivation bases are banned.

Those who couldn't make it through died silently, and the rest were just lingering on their last legs!

As a prison guard, he will inevitably be affected by the violence, despair, decadence, resentment and other emotions exuded by these prisoners.

If one's own will is not firm enough, it is very likely that one will perish!

"Little brother."

When Wang Chen came to the innermost part of District C6, a soft and gentle voice came to his ears.

It was the nun who lived in the last cell who spoke.

Her appearance is not perfect, but her facial features are very charming and graceful, and the posture of lying prone on the ground and raising her graceful upper body is even more soul-stirring.

Especially the female cultivator's big watery eyes, which were so pitiful without saying a word.

"Little brother, can you talk to the slave family?"

She begged: "Just say a few words, the slave family is going crazy here, please, little brother!"

Wang Chen stopped and sighed.

Then he stuffed a cucumber into it: "Let's top it first."

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The second one is delivered.