Chapter 2001: Jail

"Venerable Hui, this person is Shen Lang, who is also the Profound Wind Guard of our Taiyi League. Dare to ask the Venerable, is there anything wrong with this person?" Tang Gao asked cautiously.
The elder with long eyebrows in front of him is the elder of Longhumen, the venerable Taoist Fengxing.
This Venerable Fengxing has a lofty status and is the son of the Dragon Tiger Gate master! Even the City Lord of Tianxu City would give him three points of face.
The old man with long eyebrows closed his eyes, his forehead violently violently, as if suppressing the endless anger in his heart, he said coldly, "My son Zhao Zhigang, died in this man's hands!"
"what!"
Tang Gao was startled, and suddenly showed a look of horror.
"No...impossible, Zhao Daoyou had previously asked to travel to the border, by the way, how could it be possible to solve the disputes on the border... Besides, Zhao Daoyou's supernatural powers are shocking, and his strength is not weaker than that of the later stage of the transformation, how could he be killed?" Tang Gao was frightened. Tao.
"Do you have to repeat it again? My son Zhao Zhigang died in the hands of this Xuan Fengwei named Shen Lang!" The old man with long eyebrows looked very gloomy.
Tang Gao was so scared that he knelt directly on the ground, his hands and feet trembled and said, "Forgive me... forgive me, your lord, forgive me! Zhao Daoyou didn't return to Tianxu City. The juniors thought he had traveled, but he really didn't expect this to happen. Happening."
"Killing your a hundred times won't save my son's life! My dragon and tiger doorman also recently discovered that my son's magic weapon, the Fire Lin sword, appeared at the auction venue in Nanfeng City. After following the vines, I tracked down this kid named Shen Lang. "The old man with long eyebrows said coldly.
Zhao Zhigang's natal soul card was placed in the Dragon Tiger Gate. When Zhao Zhigang died, his father, the Venerable Fengxing of the Dragon Tiger Gate, knew this immediately.
The reason why the news of Zhao Zhigang's death was not exposed was because Baopuzi, the master of Dragon Tiger Gate, was in retreat, trying to attack Mahayana one last time.
Venerable Fengxing deliberately concealed it in order not to affect the mood of the master.
After learning that Zhao Zhigang had fallen, Venerable Fengxing was distraught. He secretly sent someone to investigate the death of Zhao Zhigang. He did not find the whereabouts of the murderer, but unexpectedly found some secrets.
The detectives of Longhumen accidentally discovered that the insect repairers of the Scarab tribe far away in the Golden Oasis are frequently entering and leaving the desert on the human border, and it seems that they are also investigating Shen Lang.
Although Shen Lang acted cautiously, the incident of firing the Fire Lin Sword completely exposed him.
The spies sent by Venerable Fengxing followed the clues and tracked down
"Junior it! This junior is going to capture the beast of Shen Lang and take him to prison!" Tang Gao said tremblingly.
"No need for an idiot, don't publicize this matter, just treat it as a okay person. Shen Lang, this little mess, let the venerable take care of. You first prepare the harshest prison cell, and the veteran will arrest him later and interrogate him personally." The person said indifferently.
"Yes!"
Tang Gao responded in a panic, then stepped back.
...
On the arena, Shen Lang made the limelight.
The Golden Blade Storm and the Nine Li Sword Formation under the nine-handed Lei Ze splitting lightsaber easily defeated the opponent, and the first place result passed the selection smoothly.
Shen Lang was awarded the position of Xuanfeng Guard Captain and replaced with a higher-level token.
Those who were unsuccessful Xuan Fengwei clasped their fists to congratulate Shen Lang, and there were also warm cheers on the scene.
On the way back, Shen Lang was in a great mood.
Now that all the conditions were fulfilled, Shen Lang decided to take action after a few days and find a suitable opportunity.
Now with his position as the captain of the Profound Wind Guard, he can give some simple orders to ordinary Profound Wind Guards. He could completely take away the Profound Wind Guards who guarded the world-class teleportation formation, and then took the opportunity to teleport away.
"I can finally leave here."
Shen Lang was relaxed. During the past six months, he had been busy with Xuan Fengwei's mission, and his cultivation level had hardly improved. At most, his realm in the mid-transition stage had been stabilized.
When he went to the land of Nanyuan, he could search for Yunhenzi while cultivating. Only by learning the mental methods behind the Tiangang Pure Sun Sword Classic could Shen Lang be completely relieved.
Just when he calculated like this.
At some point in front of him, a white figure flashed past, which immediately aroused Shen Lang's alertness.
In front of him was a silver-haired old man in a white robe, with long eyebrows and cold eyes, and his breath was mysterious and deep, giving people a feeling of being unable to see through.
Shen Lang stopped flying, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. He couldn't see the cultivation base of the white-robed old man in front of him, and his expression was cloudy and uncertain. "Excuse me, who is it?"
"Shen Lang, child, no matter how cunning you are, you can never escape from the palm of the venerable. The venerable will use your blood to pay tribute to my son, Zhao Zhigang!" Venerable Fengxing paused, and a torrent of murderous intent moved towards Shen Lang swept over.
"Oops!"
Feeling the great anger and spiritual pressure of Venerable Fengxing, Shen Lang's whole body was like a falling ice cellar, and a violent spirit slammed up all over his body, making his scalp numb with fright.
"Blood Spirit..."
Shen Lang was about to use the Nine Changes of Blood and Spirit to escape with Lei Peng's flying thunder escape technique.
But when he just uttered two words in a low voice, a dazzling white light flashed in front of him, and Shen Lang hadn't noticed what the other party had done, so he fainted and became unconscious.
...
I don't know how long it took, when Shen Lang woke up again.
He found that he was already in a dark dungeon, his whole body wrapped in a thick cyan chain and tied to the wall on one side of the cell.
What makes the scalp numb is that there are dense black gu worms on the cell floor squirming quickly, making a "hissing" scream, exuding a violent atmosphere.
These Gu worms seemed to be very excited about Shen Lang's body, as if they would pounce on them to eat at any time.
Shen Lang tried to use spiritual power, but found that the spiritual power in his body was completely exhausted, and he could not extract a trace of spiritual power at all.
"It's over!"
Shen Lang's mood fell to the bottom, he seemed to be fed some vicious pill, and the spiritual power in his body was sealed.
And the chain that binds one's body is the Yunyun Lock. This chain energy continuously away the spiritual power in one's body, making the spiritual power of the body unable to condense.
"Asshole boy, this is the deepest part of the Tianxu City prison. You have been trapped here, so you don't need to fight fearlessly. Obediently listen to your Lord's hair!"
In front of him, Tang Gao, dressed in a green robe, showed a brutal look, and shouted angrily.
Venerable Fengxing stood beside Tang Gao, expressionless.
"Tang Gao, what do you mean!" Shen Lang gritted his teeth and stared at Tang Gao in front of him, wishing to tear him into pieces.
"If you dare to kill the son of Lord Venerable, you still have the face to ask this manager what do you mean?" Tang Gaoyin said coldly.
With that said, Shen Lang completely knew the identity of the silver-haired old man in front of him.
Shen Lang's eyes were full of unwillingness and regret. If he had known this, he should be more cautious! Seeing that it was about to succeed, I did not expect to be caught!
Venerable Fengxing waved his sleeve robe, signalling Tang Gao not to be wordy.
With a flash, Venerable Fengxing came to Shen Lang with no happiness or anger on his face, but his eyes were filled with resentment, and he said in a cold voice, "Shen Lang'er, you kill my son Zhao Zhigang, the Lord will not let you so easily If you die, you will stay here and be tortured slowly! Boy, you seem to know something about the activities of the Scarab Race in the Chiyan Desert. Before that, let the venerable soul search for a peek."
As soon as the voice fell, Venerable Fengxing pressed a big hand on Shen Lang's head, ready to search Shen Lang's soul.