Dust roots [comprehension]

"Song Huaichen." Song Huaichen reported his name, and then asked, "Where is this?"

The patrol team came into view, and Song Huaichen stopped.

The soldiers of the patrol team put on armor and held sharp points, and the two leaders pointed their spears at Song Huaichen.

"Pingyang Dungeon." Probably because Song Huaichen spoke politely, although the soldiers were on guard, they still answered Song Huaichen and asked, "How did you get in?"

This question is unclear, Song Huaichen laughed: "I don't know either, I was here when I regained consciousness."

"Pingyang Dungeon... is it under the Pingyang City Lord's Mansion?"

The patrolling soldier didn't answer this question: "No matter who you are or how you came in, you need to come with us."

Two spearmen stepped out from behind and approached Song Huaichen.

Song Huaichen didn't make any moves, and was very cooperative: "Where are you going?"

"Prime Minister."

Two patrolling soldiers walked up behind Song Huaichen, staggered and unsheathed their long knives: "Please."

Song Huaichen: "Where are you going?"

The spearman took two steps forward, raised the tip of his spear: "The direction behind you."

Song Huaichen turned around as he said, and walked forward slowly under the escort of the four, probably because he looked good, and no one proposed to tie his hands or seal his spiritual power.

Walking in the direction behind Song Huaichen, you must pass the room where he stayed.Because he would not go back again, Song Huaichen did not close the door when he left. Song Huaichen tilted his head as he passed by and signaled: "Are all the cells in Pingyang Dungeon arranged so comfortably?"

The four escorting Song Huaichen were obviously stunned, and one of them subconsciously replied: "Of course not—"

After he gave the answer, he felt that there was no need to talk so much with Song Huaichen, so he released the summoning talisman and called his companions to come and have a look.

Escorted by the four, or led, Song Huaichen walked out of the dungeon.

The sky is dim and the wind is sticky, which is a sign before the heavy rain.

Song Huaichen looked back at the entrance of the dungeon. There was a gap between the two tall and narrow copper doors. That was the passage he had just walked out of. The copper doors were painted with complex patterns, and one could feel the majestic momentum at a glance. When you want to take a closer look, your eyes will feel sore and astringent. You must gather spiritual power in your eyes to see the direction of the lines clearly.

This is the unique majesty of a high-grade formation, and it is extraordinary when it is not activated. If the two copper doors are closed and the formation is activated, it will be impossible for anyone to open it.

Seeing Song Huaichen staring at the bronze door, the sword soldiers behind him scolded him and told him to turn back.

Song Huaichen turned his head in coordination, and finally took a look at the fierce beasts carved on the lintel, only to feel that they were roaring as if they were about to rush out.

Outside the dungeon, square stones are used to pave the ground, and there are braziers for lighting on the left and right sides. The sky is not completely dark yet, but the fire in the basins is already burning fiercely, shining a bright red chill.

At the end of the plain is a row of wooden horses, and beyond the horses there is a gravel racetrack, and at the other end of the racetrack is a forest.The green waves rise with the terrain, and a section of the city wall can be vaguely seen at the highest point. Behind the city wall, the Pingyang City Lord's Mansion soars into the sky.

The Pingyang Dungeon is within the scope of the Pingyang City Lord's Mansion. The towering building located on a high place is obviously the living place of the Pingyang City Lord. There are also large and small buildings around it. The specifications are neat, like a mortal imperial court.

Rejection of horses and horse racing are also common in the mortal world, but rare in the world of cultivation.

Song Huaichen then thought of Di Rongshan, and the layout of Di Mansion was also very mortal.

The heavy rain is approaching, the air is stagnant, and the Xiezhi totem is shining in the dark environment. Di Rongshan is waiting, as are Lu Tingyun and Huang Yaoshi.

Lu Tingyun and Huang Yaoshi couldn't wait any longer, the agreed time had already passed: "Why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

Di Rongshan was still calm: "No movement is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it proves that he hasn't fought anyone yet."

Before he finished speaking, there was a thunderclap and heavy rain poured down. Immediately afterwards, the horns of Xiezhi suddenly shone with intense light!

"The City Lord's Mansion!" Di Rongshan discerned the direction only he knew from the totem, and there was a tone of gnashing of teeth in his voice, "It really is the City Lord's Mansion! Let's go!"

Di Rongshan shot up against the table, Xiezhi's light suddenly lost, turned into jade chips and fell, before the first jade chip fell on the table, Di Rongshan had already rushed out, the black cloak was rolling in the storm, almost as close to the sky Dark clouds are generally terrifying.

Lu Tingyun wanted to follow immediately, but saw Huang Yaoshi staying on the chair, his expression was extremely shocked: "My restraint...can't my restraint stop him?"

Lu Tingyun directly stretched out his hand and pulled him out of the door, with a calm tone: "If he is really the Lord of Pingyang City... it should be right if he can't be stopped."

Song Huaichen was planning to follow the patrolling soldiers to the prison department. First, they didn't have any malice towards him, and they just acted according to the rules. Second, now that the puppet was gone, he was still here. He was also a little nervous. , so that he also tensed up and tied his hands and feet.

As for the agreed hour, it's better to be late than other moths.

The downpour suddenly poured down, and the monks propped up their spiritual body shields. The rain crackled on the spiritual cover. Through the water curtain, the patrolmen found out in horror that the rain had directly penetrated Song Huaichen's body. Standing still, completely unaffected by the external environment.

A swordsman shouted: "Ghost Xiu?"

Ghost cultivators are the rarest type of cultivators in the world of comprehension. Regardless of people, demons, or demon cultivators, they are all removed from the book of life and death because they embarked on this heaven-defying path of cultivation. Re-enter the way of practice with the body of the soul.

And after death, the soul of a mortal goes to the underworld, reincarnated and reincarnated, and his fate is predetermined, and it is extremely difficult to have the opportunity to practice after death.

The emergence of ghost cultivators comes from the fact that there are no exceptions. The exceptions make them rare. The way of heaven is fair, and the rarity also brings them something special. Without the burden of the physical body, ghost cultivators have the most keen perception of spiritual power, and their speed of practice can be described as rapid. .Also because there is no physical body, ghost cultivators have special resistance to many magic weapons of other monks. For example, if they are also hit by a sword, human monsters will injure the lungs and meridians and lose blood and energy, while ghost cultivators only consume spiritual power. No pain will be felt.

Naturally, ghost cultivators without a body are pure aura, and the consequences of their loss of spiritual power are much more serious than monks of other races.

But if you really want to fight to the death, the ghost cultivator who can't feel the pain will undoubtedly have the advantage.

But since ghost cultivators are also monks, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to condense their spirit bodies, and have a connection with all things, there are very few souls that are not affected by foreign objects like ordinary souls.Some of them are mostly ghost cultivators who have just entered the Tao, and their cultivation bases are so low that they can be seen through at a glance.

But Song Huaichen's aura was condensed and stable, and his cultivation level was even higher than that of the patrolling soldiers, so that the four escorts couldn't see through him.

A ghost cultivator with a considerable level of cultivation but not affected by external objects?

Unheard of.

The four patrols were polite to Song Huaichen. On the one hand, it was because Song Huaichen was polite, and on the other hand, it was also because Pingyang Dungeon was in the city lord's mansion, and there would be "weird people" entertained by the city lord from time to time in the city lord's mansion. The guards know how to look at them better, so they don't easily offend others.The patrols knew who was in the cell. Song Huaichen was not a prisoner and behaved properly, so there was a high possibility that he was a guest of the city lord. Therefore, although they were vigilant, they did not put anyone in the shackles.

But Ghost Xiu...

In the torrential rain, Song Huaichen's calmness in the face of the patrolling soldiers was no longer a guest-like decency, but a ghost cultivator's confidence in human cultivators.

Although the city lord's guest may also be a ghost cultivator, the patrol soldiers dare not be careless.There are flower pickers in Pingyang City, and the flower pickers can sneak into the heavily guarded backyard of the aristocratic family without anyone noticing, and this ghost Xiu sneaked into the Pingyang dungeon...

"excuse me!"

One soldier shouted loudly, raised his knife and stabbed, and the other soldier cooperated tacitly, pressing his knife forward, blocking Song Huaichen's retreat.The two spearmen in front turned around at the same time, their spearheads interlaced, blocking the way.Song Huaichen touched the ground with his toes and swept straight up, dodging the killing formation formed by four patrolling soldiers.

The flames in the surrounding braziers swayed in the heavy rain, casting swaying light, and the swords and spears intersected, drawing distorted black shadows on the ground with a thin layer of rain.

The shadows of the four patrol soldiers are like giant towers, standing firmly at the four corners, and the center where the weapons intersect should be the shadow of Song Huaichen, which is blank.

The five senses are clear, but the rain can pass through the body and fall. Song Huaichen is not sure whether he is going to return to the physical body. To be on the safe side, he decided to carry out the agreement with Lu Tingyun.

The four patrol soldiers on the ground missed a hit and immediately changed their moves. One spearman squatted and turned his spear horizontally, parallel to the ground. Put away the knife neatly, bend your knees, and make a posture of gaining momentum.

The monk can control the air, but none of the four patrolling soldiers intends to jump up. There is a ban on the city lord's mansion. Flying magic weapons can be used, but they are not allowed to go in and out. Song Huaichen can't escape in the sky, so they just waited for him to come down on the ground .

The prohibitions in the big cities of comprehension are similar, Song Huaichen does not make useless attempts, but flips his hands and shoots to break their game. There is no formula in Zhan Chen's formula, what he shoots is a strong style of shooting that shines brightly and breaks with strength.

The soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion, who had experienced many battles, instantly saw his intentions, and the half-squatting spearmen shouted loudly, and also raised their spears.

The moment before his palm touched the spear, Song Huaichen suddenly uttered four words: "Ya Bing is silent."

Like "Mirror of Clear Water", these four words suddenly appeared in Song Huaichen's mind, and after they appeared, he naturally knew what to do.

The palm of the hand is still down, the aura is always bright, but there is a subtle change in the flow of spiritual power, there is a roar in the sound of the rainstorm, countless ice crystals bloom under Song Huaichen's palm, it is the instant condensation of raindrops, brilliant to magnificent, as small as dust The raindrops and ice crystals are the nuclei on which the continuously falling rain condenses, forming icicles.

The ice crystals condense into icicles in an instant. They have the same sharp edges and corners, like a sword. From a distance, the undulating icicles look like a huge, blooming spray.

Chapter 60

stop! "

With a loud shout, the spiritual storm pushed the four patrol soldiers away from the ice blade.

Song Huaichen tapped the icicle lightly with his toes, and it fell to the ground.The rain still directly penetrated his body, but the storm of spiritual power blew up his clothes.

The one who rescued the four patrol soldiers was Di Rongshan who rushed over. During the heavy rain, the feathers on his black cloak were distinct, not wet by water, and had a layer of cold luster.

The Great Formation of the City Lord's Mansion responded, and when Di Rongshan raised his hand, the magic circle above his head lit up, and a thin rune directly connected to the ground and extended in all directions.The stone ground in front of the dungeon suddenly lit up, and the huge formation revealed its true face, flashing and disappearing, as if swimming along the ground.The runes on the ground rushed all the way into the narrow gap between the two doors of the dungeon, and disappeared into the dark depths beyond sight.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere on the field was solemn. The four patrolmen and the guards of the city lord's mansion around them knelt on the ground, standing still under the torrential rain, and the identity of Di Rongshan's city lord was clearly revealed.

Lu Tingyun glanced at Song Huaichen, and said softly, "Why don't you go back first?"

With Di Rongshan here, no one will stop Song Huaichen from leaving without winking.Lu Tingyun's "go back" has a second meaning, to let him return to his physical body.

Song Huaichen answered him like this: "Then you have to go back."

Di Rongshan looked back at them, that look had his usual soft tone, but it was extremely bright and cold washed by the rain, just like the feathers on his cloak, it was no longer the luxury and harmlessness in ordinary times.

"There's one below that shouldn't be there."

Lu Tingyun subconsciously pressed his waist, but his hand felt empty, his sword was not there.

Di Rongshan didn't pay attention to his movements, Song Huaichen saw it, and for some reason, his heart moved, and he suddenly felt the uneasiness of Lu Tingyun's Wunming sword.

So Song Huaichen held Lu Tingyun's hand.

The heavy rain passed through his body, but his hands were tightly held. Lu Tingyun was shocked all over. He turned his head to look at Song Huaichen, but saw that the other party seemed to be indifferent, and his eyes were cast on Di Rongshan.

Because of the angle, Huang Yaoshi didn't see Song Huaichen's movements, but Di Rongshan did, with a look of surprise in his cold eyes.Facing Di Rongshan's gaze, Lu Tingyun shook Song Huaichen's hand regardless.

Song Huaichen glanced at him, the corner of his mouth raised a small but warm arc, then he turned his head and asked Di Rongshan, "Who?"

Di Rongshan didn't answer, just stretched out his hand to grab it, and the golden rune that rushed out of the dungeon wrapped a person.

Lu Tingyun knew this person.

He let go of Song Huaichen's hand, and took a step forward: "Chi Gu."

This is Jingu Yuandaoyi's senior brother, Chi Gu.

The big formation of the City Lord's Mansion was like a living chain, locking Chi Gu firmly. Under the heavy rain, the young monk who had been sealed with all his spiritual power looked embarrassed. He looked around with a vigilant and dazed expression, as if he didn't know what happened What's up.The face he showed when he raised his head was indeed handsome and good-looking, and it seemed to make sense for someone not to take risks for him because of their begging.

But when he realized his situation, the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by depression and resignation, and he smiled lowly: "I was discovered."

"I found out that I'm a flower picker." Chi Gu replied, seeing the suspicion in Lu Tingyun's eyes, he continued, "No one is holding you hostage, you came here by yourself."

Lu Tingyun raised his eyebrows: "I'm not."

"Why bother to consider the details of what I said." Chi Gu felt it was funny, and the helpless smile on his face grew bigger, "You walked to the place by yourself, got into my carriage, and then were brought here—that's how Right?"

"The carriage didn't have a groom, but it went very smoothly, as if it was being manipulated by an invisible person, just like you walked out even though you didn't want to move."

Song Huaichen asked, "What method did you use?"

"The pistils of reeling silk." Chi Gu replied bluntly, "Reeling silk is a kind of plant. It is named for its thinness like silk, and its stamens are so thin that it is difficult to see with the naked eye. Reeling silk stamens can be cultivated after being picked. , Supplemented with the elixir circle, it can be cultivated into something similar to a spiritual pet."

"They can act on their own and complete some relatively simple tasks assigned by their masters. People who are entangled by them can only do the actions they require."

The reeling silk floated in from the open window, attached to Lu Tingyun's body, and controlled him to let him go out the door.

The footsteps that Lu Tingyun heard were reeling silk swimming on the ground.

Reeling silk controls the horse and makes it walk according to the established route.

"This is a kind of Gu." After listening to Chi Gu's description, Huang Yaoshi directly made a judgment, "Because Lu Tingyun was hit by the Bone Corrosion Fragrance before, he has a certain resistance to the Gu poison, so he can slightly resist the control of silk reeling , Throw out the badge."

"I've never heard of silk reeling." Di Rongshan said coldly, "Lu Tingyun has been tricked. Have all the monks of the eight sects who were stunned already been infected by this Gu?"

"No." Chi Gu vetoed it straight away, "Silk reeling and refining are extremely difficult, how can we control everyone."

"Then I don't understand even more. Since even the Eight Sects don't bother to deal with it—the flower picker only wants beauties, so why put people in the city lord's mansion?" Di Rongshan raised his voice, "Isn't the Pingyang city lord's mansion It’s all in one piece, but if you want to send people in in a grand manner, I’m afraid it will take a lot of work, right?”

"With this spare time, why don't you go find some more beauties?"

The smile on Chi Gu's face disappeared, and his eyes were emptied to look lifeless: "Because the flower picker is not looking for a beauty."

"What the flower picker wants is something that the world cannot tolerate, and the world cannot tolerate...so he wants revenge."

"Revenge." Song Huaichen said, "Since I chose the path of flower pickers, it must be because of love."

"Whether it's silk reeling, Pingyang dungeon, the layout of the family's mansion...these factors that affect the success or failure of your revenge cannot be arranged in a short period of time. But you are engaged to the female cultivator of Tayuelou and listened to Xiaoxuefeng's advice. The tone should be a recent thing."

"Could it be that this marriage is forced to buy and sell? If not, don't you feel ashamed of your fiancée?" Song Huaichen said while paying attention to the expression on Chi Gu's face.

When Song Huaichen said "ashamed", guilt flashed across Chi Gu's face.

Song Huaichen saw it, Di Rongshan saw it, Lu Tingyun Huang Yaoshi all saw it.

Wanfang of Tayuelou said that Chi Gu has a good character, so it seems that she is right.

"While you feel guilty, you can still make such a precise arrangement?" Song Huaichen didn't believe that Chi Gu was the flower picker. He admitted it too simply. You must know that so far, no one has seen the true face of the flower picker.And his vagueness about why he did it is also very concerning.

Said that he was a flower picker, and said that the purpose of the flower picker was not human—it sounded full of hardships, and he had already been caught, why didn't he tell the real reason?

"Looking at you, you really like your fiancée. Since there is already someone who can fully accept you, why can't you let go of the past?" Song Huaichen said this to test, but after he finished speaking, he also felt emotional stand up.

It was precisely because the people he met in the world made him fall in love, and the resentment towards Wuxiang Temple and Hetingwang gradually dissipated.

So Chi Gu's behavior is even more illogical.

Di Rongshan asked directly: "Who are you taking the blame for?"

Chi Gu was very calm: "I didn't."

"You have to know that once you really become a flower picker, not only your own reputation will be damaged, but also the girl who is engaged to you."

Chi Gu hid all his emotions: "I am a flower picker."

"Don't blame others," Chi Gu guessed Di Rongshan's identity from the motionless kneeling posture of the surrounding patrolling soldiers, "City Lord Pingyang."

"So I understand." Di Rongshan's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations, "The Flower Picker once entered the Pingyang Dungeon due to a misjudgment. It is estimated that it has not been a short time, so he is familiar with the internal structure."

The dank monks in the Pingyang dungeon couldn't stand it either—most of those locked in there had been sealed in cultivation. As long as they weren't extremely vicious, the prisoners who had been locked up for a long time would be brought out to bask in the sun every once in a while.

"He is not a child of the family, but a disciple of the eight sects who are regarded as honored guests by the family." For safety reasons, the layout of the family's mansion is constantly changing. Only those who come and go frequently can be sure not to touch the formations that change positions from time to time. , "And the reason why he was imprisoned may have something to do with you, Lu Tingyun."

Lu Tingyun was taken aback: "Me?"

Song Huaichen understood Di Rongshan's meaning: "Otherwise, why would he only arrest you?"

The flower picker, the flower picker, maybe it's a romantic debt, Song Huaichen already got a glimpse of Lu Tingyun's charm from the way his two junior sisters treated him.So he patted Lu Tingyun on the shoulder teasingly, and only thought it was amused to see the innocent expression on his face.

However, extreme joy gave rise to sadness, before his hand touched Lu Tingyun's shoulder, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he couldn't feel his body and limbs for a moment, the sticky wetness of the rainwater became very clear when it cooled, and it penetrated directly into the bones, bringing sour pain.

Obviously, I can't even feel my body, so why does it hurt?

Song Huaichen thought happily in bitterness.

Then he heard a cold voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Huaichen heard that voice before, in the Hall of Wuxiang in the illusion.

Song Huaichen naturally would not answer.

The voice paused for a while and suddenly became intense: "...You, you can't see?! What happened?"

A voice as weak as a gnat rang out: "The five declines of heaven and man..." After only four words, the voice trembled uncomfortably, and it stopped for a long time before continuing, "My five declines of heaven and man have arrived. .”

"Impossible! Impossible so early!"

Facing the fierce questioning, his weak voice seemed to laugh, and he uttered a few vague and broken syllables, as if he had a lot to say, but he couldn't make a sentence because he was too weak.

The only thing that is clear is this sentence: "I am a villain, so naturally... naturally I will go to hell early... to pay off my debts."

The sour and cold pain suddenly turned into the pain of burning fire, and a strange voice rang out: "You can change the lives of thousands of people with one thought, and cause innocent people to die in vain. In the cycle of karma, Yama of the ten temples now punishes you to taste the dead in vain in the eighteenth floor of hell." Do you recognize the pain you have experienced?"

There was pain that could not be ignored in the answer, and the weakness that could not be said was gone.

Song Huaichen heard an inexplicably familiar voice saying, "I do, that's why I'm here."