Eternal gate

night.

Noisy long street.

Zhao Yun walked by quietly wearing a black robe.

Alone in a foreign land.

He is a passerby.

The prosperity of Nantian is not the warmth of hometown.

Small garden.

The troublemaker was sitting cross-legged under the tree, meditating quietly.

This is not the real person of the troublemaker, but a clone.

"Where is this deity?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Leave now if necessary. See you again someday."

The clone only said this and then disappeared.

Zhao Yun was caught off guard, and he was not used to being left suddenly.

After gathering his thoughts, he took out the white jade bed and wrapped it with immortal power. Perhaps it was too old and the heavenly characters engraved on it were extremely difficult to refine. It took him two or three days to refine it and carve it casually. After entering Longyuan, I held it in my hand and looked at it again and again, and I was definitely looking at the characters in the sky.

He had studied.

Some ancient characters are dead and silent.

Some ancient characters have a little spirituality.

During his self-cultivation in martial arts, most of the Dunjia Tianzi he acquired along the way were based on his induction. He still doesn't know where Dunjia comes from, but he only knows that it is very mysterious, so mysterious that even the Moon God doesn't know the secret.

boom!

While he was watching, the door of the small garden was kicked open and an armored guard broke in.

Zhao Yun seemed not surprised by this, or he had expected this scene.

"Are you Zhao Zilong?" The leading guard held a portrait and compared it with Zhao Yun.

"it's me."

"Get it for me."

"I can't run."

Zhao Yun didn't resist, and he didn't even ask for the reason.

His cooperation made the leading guard and the younger brothers a little unaccustomed to it. On weekdays, when they were trying to get people in the city, they would struggle with all their strength, and at worst, they would curse a few times.

This one is better.

They didn't even ask for the reason for the arrest.

Is it useful to ask?

This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

He knew very well that Wei Hong couldn't help but attack him. There was no need to accuse him. If you wanted a reason, the other party could find a carriage for you. Anyone could lock him up and take him away. There is no big difference between asking or not asking. Since he had expected it, he had already planned it.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs.

He would let Wei Hong have a good memory.

The guards were very conscious and cast a lot of seals to seal Zhao Yun inside and out. The leading guard returned Zhao Yun's magic ring. Before coming, the young city lord had told him to take this ring back.

Zhao Yun is very casual.

The Lord of the Rings is basically empty. His treasure has been moved to the eternal world a few days ago. Besides, the Lord of the Rings is branded and restricted. Ordinary people cannot open it at all. Before opening it, Wei Hong could not open it. He was willing to destroy it and wanted to take advantage of him, but the other party was afraid that his thoughts were too good.

He was taken away.

He appeared again in a prison in the city.

The prison was not as dirty as expected. The iron bars of the cell reflected the dim light of the stars, and the atmosphere here was like a dark curtain, which made people very depressed.

That’s okay too.

He has seen the world.

There are not an unusual number of people in the prison. Looking up, there are people in every cell, ranging from immortals to caves. In addition to the elderly and children, many people are still lying there and shouting that they are wronged.

"Noisy."

The guards in the prison were fierce and fierce, and they whipped each one with a whip.

But the symptoms were treated but not the root cause, and soon there was another howl of injustice.

"Junior, why were you arrested?"

Words came from the cell next to him.

Zhao Yun looked sideways and saw an old man with disheveled body and disheveled hair. It looked like he had lived here for many years. The shackles that locked him were rusty and his old eyes were cloudy. He must have experienced a lot. , the old man was quieter than the other prisoners, sitting there motionless.

"Nothing." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Everyone who comes here is guilty of something."

"The one on the left is the murderer."

"The two on the right are thieves."

"Those three on the other side are pretenders."

Old man Cang Mu seemed to know this prison very well and introduced each of them to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun looked around, paying special attention to the three people opposite him. He had seen murderers before, and he had seen thieves before. This was the first time he had seen pretenders. The laws of the fairy world were so strict? Are you caught pretending to be cool?

"What are you looking at?" came the curse from the cell opposite.

"We should arrest him," Zhao Yun said with seriousness.

"My friend, do you have any wine?" Old Man Cangmu's voice was hoarse.

Zhao Yun secretly took out a talisman from the seam of his clothes. It was a storage talisman. When he was captured earlier, the leading guard did not search carefully and even missed the storage talisman. It was filled with good wine. , the storage charm was torn open, and large wine bottles filled most of the cell.

"Thank you."

When old man Cang Mu saw the wine, he seemed to be closer to her than to his own mother.

It must have been a long time since he drank, so he drank it all in one go.

"Senior, what did you do?" Zhao Yun handed over another pot.

"I am an archaeologist." Old Man Cangmu said deeply.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but take a deep breath. People in the fairy world are knowledgeable when talking, and tomb robbers are just like tomb robbers. They are so fresh and refined. This guy must have been robbing ancestral graves a lot.

He thought of Shoyi Lao Dao.

That guy is also an expert in archeology.

After half a bottle of wine, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged. Even if he was caught in prison, he did not forget to realize the truth. He waited quietly for Wei Hong to come and talk to him. If what he expected was true, where was the guy doing research with the Lord of the Rings?

He was absolutely right.

Wei Hong stayed up most of the night, holding the ring and looking at it again and again, but he couldn't open it. The material of the ring was special, and the restrictions on it were even more special. After tinkering for several hours, he couldn't open it.

This is very painful.

I know there is a treasure but I can't take it out.

Eh?

Zhao Yun said softly.

Just a moment ago, he suddenly realized a secret of the eternal world. Previously, only by opening the eternal world could he see that space. Now, even if the eternal world is not opened, he can still see the eternal world. Not only can he see it, but he can also take things from it. If he wants, he can throw things in there.

Take space with you.

This is much more practical than a storage bag.

The only fly in the ointment is that it targets living creatures. It's okay to release dead objects, but living creatures can't get in at all. Of course, this is his space and he has his own privileges, but this privilege has a time limit. When the time is up, he will be thrown out. No How could he be a semi-monk with an eternal immortal body? If it were an authentic eternal body, it would probably have no such limitations and would definitely be perfect.

"good."

Zhao Yun smiled in his heart and continued to understand the universe.

He discovered something interesting. His eternal world was gradually getting bigger. Although it was slow, it was indeed changing. According to his opinion, it was probably due to the resurgence of blood that the eternal world was transformed.

He has to thank the centuries-old world of mortals.

It is the power of the mortal world that opens the door to the resurrection of blood.

"Junior, give me another bottle of wine, and I'll teach you a secret technique... a unique skill." Old Man Cangmu said again. He didn't know whether it was true or not. He was stroking his beard in a decent manner.

"You say it first." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.

"You don't believe me?" Old Man Cangmu said seriously.

"I don't really believe it." Zhao Yun was honest. He always said whatever he wanted. He often picked up people's ancestral graves and did all kinds of immoral things. There was no guarantee that he could tell the truth. He just tricked him into drinking wine.

"Come on, come here."

Old man Cang Mu hooked his hands and spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Yun followed him to the foot of the wall and only listened to old man Cang Mu whispering. What he was talking about was the mental method. It was not complete, but only a short section of the mental method. It was obscure and difficult to understand, and he was confused when he heard it.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Yun asked.

"This is the Immortal Secret of the Purple Mansion. If you practice it, you can open the Purple Mansion in advance." The old man Cang Mu stroked his beard again, and he was getting better and better without paying attention. "I found it from a large tomb in the desert during archaeology."

"Open the Zifu in advance, is it true or false?"

“I’ll test it myself, and there’s no way I’m going to go wrong.”

"Senior, come... have a drink." Mr. Zhao said politely, and handed over a bottle of wine. As long as the secret method is true, let alone a drink, there is no harm in bleeding some blood. That will open the Purple Mansion in advance.

"Quite sensible."

Old man Cang Mu took the wine bottle and spoke for a short while.

Zhao Yun kept it in mind, and at the same time separated the authenticity from the fake, and handed out the wine casually. This old guy is not an ordinary naughty one! He didn't even say anything about not giving me a drink, he just took a small sip and let it go.

fine.

He has plenty of wine.

Old man Cang Mu was quite loyal. As long as he was given wine, he said that he was locked up here and couldn't get out. It was useless to know the secrets. It was rare to catch a junior who had stocks. He would exchange as much as he could.

The two of them seemed like thieves, sneaking around.

Whenever a guard came to patrol, the two of them were extremely honest. When the guard walked away step by step, they would get together again. He wanted his wine, and he passed on his Zifu Immortal Secret. This was how the transaction was carried out.

It's midnight.

The two stopped muttering.

Each takes what he needs.

Zhao Yun obtained the secret method.

Old man Cang Mu got the wine and was drinking it happily while holding the flask. In this prison, there was a mouthful of wine that was more sour and refreshing than anything else. This was all because he was holding back. No one had invited him to drink for so many years.

"wonderful."

After some reflections, Zhao Yun was amazed.

This old man is a bit interesting. The Zi Mansion Immortal Technique passed down to him really has the miraculous effect of opening the Zi Mansion in advance. I don’t know who created the secret method. It is indeed a new way to open the Zi Mansion even in the immortal realm.

This trip was not in vain.

I didn't see Wei Hong getting the chance first.

Talk about Wei Hong.

Wei Hongzhen is here.

Seeing this, the old man Cang Mu, who was drinking leisurely, hurriedly hid at the foot of the wall. The other prisoners were basically the same. Even the already chaotic prison fell into dead silence due to the arrival of Wei Hong. It seemed that everyone knew what this guy was doing. If this makes him unhappy, life will be worse than death.

"Fellow Taoist Zilong, you are well." Wei Hong ignored others and only smiled at Zhao Yun.

"To be honest, I don't like you very much." Zhao Yun only drank and did not look at Wei Hong.

"But I... really like you." Wei Hong stopped pretending and showed a serious smile.

"You came here just to say this?" Zhao Yun pressed firmly.

"Of course something happened." Wei Hong took the magic ring and "opened its restrictions."

"That's my treasure, I can't let you take it." Zhao Yun said leisurely.

"You are very dishonest." Wei Hong smiled, and used the fairy light to penetrate into Zhao Yun's body. This was in conjunction with the curse seal. When the curse seal was revived, there was a kind of pain that would be heartbreaking.

The scene of Zhao Yun wailing was not shown.

Wei Hong, on the other hand, couldn't help but snorted.

His scream was the pain from his soul.