I Really Don't Know How to Practice

Chapter 123 Entering the Heavenly Prison

After Si Nan left, Han Xu walked out of the secret door next door. He looked at the box left by Si Nan on the table and remained silent.

The box seemed ordinary, but Han Xu felt an aura that seemed to come from ancient times, and his intuition told him that the things in the box were anything but ordinary.

"You put the box away and take it home. Also, put the money away."

A total of seven million taels of silver notes were placed in front of him. Han Xu just glanced at them and stopped asking.

He has never been very interested in money. First of all, he is not short of money. Prince Han's palace remits a sum of money every year, which is enough for Han Xu's living expenses. Furthermore, the wealth accumulated by Jindaomen is also enough. Used by Han Xu.

In fact, Han Xu's daily expenses are not large. In order to play the role of a good playboy, he used a lot of money in the four pavilions before, giving people the feeling of spending money like water. But in fact, he is usually very frugal. of.

After all, unlike others, he needs a lot of resources for cultivation.

"Master, the other party must think that it was Uncle Lin who took action. If you go like this, will there be any flaws?" Nishang asked very carefully.

"Don't worry, I know Uncle Lin's kung fu." After Han Xu said that, Thousand Faces slowly covered his face like mercury flowing, and soon turned into the mask Lin Feng usually wore.

Nishang thought: Is there anything else that the young master can't do?

Midnight.

Somewhere south of the royal city, this place is heavily guarded twelve hours a day. Even at night, the light from the torches can make the sky red.

A dark building is located here. This building is made of black iron and is indestructible, like a bloodthirsty beast crawling.

Few people usually pass by here, and even if they do, they will be affected by the dark evil energy released by this building and feel uncomfortable all over.

This is Tianlao.

Han Xu appeared near the south gate on time. At this time, he restrained his aura and hid in the darkness, blending perfectly with the shadows.

He looked around. This was the Heavenly Prison, where the most vicious prisoners of the Dawu Dynasty were imprisoned. It was heavily guarded, so Han Xu chose to be more cautious.

He didn't want to make too much noise here.

Soon, when a group of guards patrolled by, the south door of the Tianlao opened silently. In just a moment, Han Xu used Ghost Shadow to sneak in like a shadow.

Then, the door closed for only three breaths, without anyone noticing.

After entering the Tianlao, Han Xu felt a chill, a scalp-numbing coolness that seemed to penetrate from every pore of his body.

In front of him was a downward stairway. There were only two torches in the stairway, which looked a bit gloomy. From the end of the stairway, miserable screams could be heard from time to time.

Standing next to Han Xu was a person serving as a jailer. He said in a low voice: "There are eighteen floors. The people are at the bottom, cell D."

After saying that, the man left in a hurry.

Han Xu noted the location and walked down the stairs.

At the same time, the jailer who sent the message to Han Xu returned, changed into civilian clothes and left the prison. At midnight, it was time for him to change shifts.

However, he did not go home after leaving, but came to a private house.

Inside the house, Si Nan and Xing Kaizheng were waiting anxiously.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside the door. The jailer did not enter the door. Instead, he knelt outside and said, "Your Excellency, people have already entered."

"Have you seen who the person is? Is he the master of the Golden Knife Sect?"

The jailer thought for a moment and thought that the man was indeed wearing the mask of the master of the Golden Blade Sect, so he said, "It's him."

"Okay, please step back."

After there was no sound outside the door, Xing Kaicai said to Si Nan: "With Chaofan taking action, the certainty will be much greater."

Si Nan gritted his teeth and said, "Ning Shanzhi must die, otherwise how can he be worthy of my seven million taels of silver? This Jindao Sect dares to blackmail the truth. I will make them spit out double the money they collected."

Xing Kai said: "They must have guessed that we are related to the prince."

Si Nan said: "Even if they guessed it, there is no evidence."

Xing Kai said: "Do you want to silence me?"

"Don't worry about them for the time being. Someone from the Golden Blade Sect will naturally deal with them."

After hearing what Si Nan said, Xing Kai stopped talking and said, "In that case, let's just wait for the news."

Han Xu was like a shadow, flowing in the prison.

This is indeed the most heavily guarded cell. There are guards patrolling each floor, and the further down you go, the stronger the guards become.

Starting from the tenth floor, every prison floor has a master of level seven or above.

Of course, with these guards, it was impossible to discover Han Xu.

Han Xu went down the stairs and soon reached the eighteenth floor at the bottom.

After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that there were three ninth-grade masters and ten eighth-grade masters on the eighteenth floor.

While still on the stairs, Han Xu smelled a strong rotten smell. Almost all the prisoners held here had suffered inhumane punishments. Several of them were dying, and there were even some prisoners with many rotten wounds on their bodies. , there are maggots crawling on the rotten meat.

Seeing this scene, Han Xu couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, but he still used his energy to suppress the uncomfortable feeling and walked deeper.

Every foot he stepped on the ground felt like he was stepping on mud, but Han Xu knew that it was not mud, but a mixture of meat scraps and blood, covering the entire ground.

This floor is much smaller than the one above, so there is only one straight road, and the cells are distributed on both sides.

In this environment, it is impossible to continue to move forward in secret.

Han Xu stopped after taking a few steps.

A team of guards came to the end of the corridor, a total of six people.

These six people are different from the guards upstairs. They are wearing dark clothes, with cold eyes, and a uniform short knife hanging on their waists. The lowest realm is also the sixth rank.

"Who is it?" The two people in front have already seen Han Xu standing at the other end of the corridor. Under the cold metal mask, Han Xu's eyes flashed with ghostly light.

As soon as the voice fell, the six people found that Han Xu's figure disappeared from the original place, and then, it seemed that a gloomy wind passed by them. Everyone turned around and saw that Han Xu, who was originally at the other end of the corridor, was already behind them.

"Enemy" One person wanted to shout enemy attack to remind his companions inside, but as soon as the first word came out, a blood line appeared on his neck, making him unable to make any sound.

The other five people were in the same situation.

The six people fell down, but Han Xu didn't even look back, and continued to rush in with the ghost shadow step.

Although the man didn't finish speaking, he had already made a sound, and the ninth-rank and eighth-rank masters who were guarding must have heard it.

"Who is coming? How dare you break into the prison!" Sure enough, thirteen black-clothed masters came out from nowhere at the end of the passage.

"The black-clothed guards are here, why don't you surrender!" The ninth-rank strong man in the lead shouted angrily.

They knew that there must be someone who didn't want Ning Shanzhi to live, so they had arranged masters to guard here long ago, but they didn't expect that it was only the first night, and they would kill into the prison at this moment.

However, what they saw was only a vague black shadow.

"Kill!" The leading guard shouted, and the thirteen people drew out the short knives at their waists together, and the cold light was very dazzling in this dim dungeon.

However, at the same time they drew their knives, a more dazzling golden light slashed down like a thread.

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