Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

The old jailer is a mature man, and he seems to be enthusiastic about Lin Shuguang, but many words only stop there. As for whether Lin Shuguang can comprehend or not, it depends on his personal understanding.

Not that the old jailer had a bad heart.

It's just that he has experienced a lot, far from what Wang Erfa of yesterday can compare to.

How much effort is put into one thing, it is just right.

"There are some vicious devils here, don't pay attention." The old jailer grabbed a key and took Lin Shuguang to a resting room, "There is a small formation here, you are guarding it in You can also stay here to practice when you are here, but be careful, there are many demons imprisoned in this place, and some demons can bewitched, and they may take this opportunity to disturb your mind. So there are not many people cultivating here, and most of them bring this book to read.

It’s normal if you didn’t understand the situation when you first arrived. I’ll lend you this book for the time being, and you can bring your own when you come back.

At noon, someone will deliver the meal, if there are taboo ingredients, remember to say, in the afternoon.”

The old jailer took out a yellowed booklet from his arms and put it on the table. Lin Shuguang didn't care whether he looked at it or not. In short, Lin Shuguang was a "big man" who was hand-picked and trained by the above, and he was bound to become their officer in the future.

When he hasn't fully grown up yet, giving a little hints can always help him build a good impression in front of Lin Shuguang.

"Thank you."

Lin Shuguang thanked him, the old jailer waved his hand indifferently, and the key bell rang on his body, "It's no big deal, then I'll leave it to you here. The prisoners I detained are all prisoners who have just been arrested in recent years. It's very noisy, it's not like you've been silent here for a long time. People like to talk a little bit when they're old, don't mind."

"No, senior is polite." Lin Shuguang behaved very calmly, unlike those aristocratic children of aristocratic families who gave off a sense of distance.

The old jailer couldn't help but smile on his wrinkled face, then stooped and left the lounge.

Lin Shuguang looked around.

Calling it a lounge is actually more like a prison, with a plain wooden bed, a chair, and a table with a bumpy surface. Everything is very rudimentary.

Lin Shuguang sat on the chair, reached out and took the book that the old jailer put down on the table in his hand...

After simply flipping through it, it is roughly the author's trip to the Dagan Dynasty. It roughly describes some beautiful mountains and rivers, but other than that, I didn't find any noteworthy details.

I thought that the old jailer was a mysterious figure like a sweeper, but he paid by mistake.

After flipping through the travel notes for a while, Lin Shuguang put him on the side of the table. After a moment of silence, he secretly felt the spirit gathering array embedded in the lounge.

This formation is not very advanced.

Lin Shuguang took about ten seconds of time, and the attributes of his whole body slowly increased a little.

If nothing happens at the moment, you can try it, after all, adding up to a lot is a big gain.

More than an hour passed.

Lin Shuguang's practice seemed unremarkable under the screams around him. He slowly opened his eyes and didn't feel anything wrong, so he couldn't help but think of the "bewitching technique" mentioned by the old jailer. .

"Old man Chen also mentioned before that all the powerful murderers are detained in this black prison, and there are even people from the Taiyi Immortal Sect..."

Picking up the distracting thoughts in his heart, Lin Shuguang continued to close his eyes and rest.

It was calm until noon. The man who delivered the meal had a polite face and called himself Song. He even smiled and asked Lin Shuguang to call him Song Food.

After asking Lin Shuguang if he had any taboo meals, Restaurant Song withdrew from here.

One meat and two vegetables... Lin Shuguang tried it for the first time, but fortunately it was non-toxic, so he could enjoy it with peace of mind.

After enjoying it, I suddenly realized that these meals can actually nourish blood.

Can not help but feel surprised.

"There is something for the food in this black prison..."

About ten minutes later, Lin Shuguang had just finished his meal, but Song Luan came over again, his chubby face poked out from behind the door, and his smile seemed to have points of attentiveness, "Little Brother Lin, is today's meal still okay? ?"

Lin Shuguang calmly took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, "The food is good, what ingredients are there?"

Chef Song said hurriedly: "The meat dish is Yunmian chicken, and the vegetarian dish is soul grass. According to the rules of the Black Prison, these meals are changed every three days. If you have any preferred ingredients, you can tell me, and I will look back for you."

"Thank you." Lin Shuguang nodded.

Song Huanshi looked at him with a smile on his face, as if he had something to say to Lin Shuguang, but in the end he just nodded politely and left with a smile.

The door closed, and the sound of footsteps gradually left.

Lin Shuguang narrowed his eyes, "No merit, no reward, I just came here, what does he want to ask me for?"

Chef Song only appears at noon a day.

When the afternoon arrived, Lin Shuguang ignored Qiao Shanheng's glaring glares, and signed the signature, which was equivalent to punching in after get off work, so he left the black prison.

This is the beginning of a small day of 9 to 5 in the morning.

He didn't care at all, who would take his shift, and the nine-to-five work was also carried out within the stipulated time in the black prison. It was the successor's business if the replacement came late, and he would not care.

Lin Shuguang roughly guessed two reasons why Qiao Shanheng was angry.

First, he contradicted the temporarily appointed "class leader" on the first day.

These two, I am afraid that the identity of Baojianzong is particularly "attractive", and some troubles cannot be avoided.

For half a month, Food Song often appeared in Lin Shuguang's lounge, and his smile seemed to never disappear. Even a week ago, Lin Shuguang knew that his food was much more abundant than others.

I think it was also because of the Song food.

But why is he being so nice to himself...

Lin Shuguang had to guard.

"Little brother Lin, today is braised fish. This patterned fish comes from the holy mountain. It was caught by those who are in the realm of life on the mountain. Eating it can enhance the understanding of martial arts..." Song Huan said with a smile on his face .

After Lin Shuguang instructed to enter the door.

Only then did the fat body of Song Huan squeeze into the door, and put his lunch box on the table in front of Lin Shuguang.

As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma was fragrant.

Mr. Song tried his best to introduce the daowen fish to Lin Shuguang.

Hearing the word Daowen, Lin Shuguang jumped in his heart.

But seeing the envious look in Song Huanshi's eyes, he couldn't help but ask, "Have you never eaten?"

Song Huan shook his head, "I'm just a servant, how can I be worthy of such a treasure."

"Then sit down and eat together." Lin Shuguang invited.

Song Huanshi was stunned, as if he did not expect that a person like Lin Shuguang would invite people to enjoy such a treasured food together, but he hurriedly said, "No, no, no, this is the exclusive treasure prepared for you above. Brother Lin's thoughts are mine. I took it. If someone mentions this patterned fish in the future, Brother Lin should not say such words again, so as not to suffer a loss.

Daowen fish comes from the ancient holy mountain. I heard that the fish pond was once left by a strong man in the holy mountain in ancient times. It was suppressed by a stone tablet transformed into the will of martial arts, and it formed a magnetic field of will, which gave birth to Dao. Squidfish..."

Lin Shuguang said calmly, "You know quite a lot."

Song Huanshi's expression froze, and he said with a shy smile: "After staying in the black prison for a long time, I have heard a lot of things. Brother Lin will definitely know a lot more things than me in the future... Don't delay, I still have food from a few places behind me to deliver."

After hesitating for a while, Song Huanshi finally said again: "If Brother Lin is fine this afternoon, can you have time to chat with me here?"

Lin Shuguang first looked at him, and then nodded slowly and calmly.

Restaurant Song seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and after gently closing the door of Lin Shuguang's lounge, he left quickly.

In front of Lin Shuguang, the mist drifted away from the lunch box along with the fragrance of the rice, but his eyes looked through the iron gate to the figure who was pushing the food cart quickly away in the corridor.

"interesting……"

A mournful voice came from his ear.

Lin Shuguang looked as if he hadn't heard it, and withdrew his gaze towards the Song Huan, silently took out the wooden chopsticks from the lunch box, and still first tested whether the food was poisonous.

After confirming that it was non-toxic, Lin Shuguang used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish.

"Daowen fish, I heard that the taste is very delicious, you are lucky boy..."

Fish belly.

Delicious indeed.

But Lin Shuguang was more concerned about the fact that the [Holy Dragon Body] Dao pattern from Mengjun of Wuleimen had never been refreshed, but the current Dao pattern fish made the gray mark slightly move.

Fortunately, Lin Shuguang's extraordinary perception was able to accurately capture this change.

Ignoring the voices coming from the void, Lin Shuguang specifically picked the patterned fish, and after a few mouthfuls, it was like the wind and the clouds, and the gray mark of the [Holy Dragon Body] was reduced by one-tenth.

It's a shame that there are too few fish, otherwise Lin Shuguang is absolutely sure to refresh the [Holy Dragon Body].

"Holy Mountain..."

As soon as he murmured, the strange voice in the void immediately had a bit of a bewitching taste: "You come to me, I can tell you the secret about the holy mountain... Come to me..."

Lin Shuguang's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, and the stiff body slowly got up, like a living dead standing up, as if he lost his agility, he knocked the table in front of him away, and took stiff steps to close the iron gate. wide open.

The dull sound of Lin Shuguang moving came from the dark and damp corridor.

There was the sound of clattering iron chains from the prison cells on both sides of the road, and there seemed to be various evil auras surging in the vagueness... Fortunately, this sword prison has the will of the powerful dynasty to suppress, so that these evil auras will not explode completely. , for a while, a lot of noisy broken thoughts seemed to be whispering.

"There's a new guy here..."

"What a tender body of flesh and blood..."

"Rookie, hahahaha..."

But at this moment, a nursery rhyme vaguely came:

"The left way, the right way, which is the way home..."

Together with this nursery rhyme.

The noisy chattering sounds all around receded like a tide, and it seemed that no one dared to be presumptuous in front of the master of the nursery rhyme.

Following the sound of the nursery rhyme, Lin Shuguang moved stiffly like a living dead.

Twenty minutes later.

Lin Shuguang kept walking towards the depths along the steps, all the way to the depths of the earth...

The chaotic atmosphere around him grew stronger.

Countless sword intents filled the air, tyrannically suppressing in all directions of the entire prison.

Five huge golden pillars carved with golden dragons are erected in the entire sword prison according to a certain formation, and there is one of the golden dragon pillars in this place where Lin Shuguang passed by.

The existence that bewitched Lin Shuguang also seemed to avoid the Golden Dragon Pillar, and deliberately made Lin Shuguang go around some distances.

During this period, the white fog in Lin Shuguang's eyes dissipated a lot.

But still under the control of the opponent.

After dawdling, Lin Shuguang finally came to an iron gate surrounded by thunder.

The deeper the sword prison went, the more quiet it became, as if there were no living creatures at all.

The more it does, the more it proves the horror of this place.

Lei Mang on the iron door slowly opened a crack... A hoarse voice with a conspiracy smile, "Come in."

Lin Shuguang stepped over and half of his body entered the prison door.

A skinny old woman was leaning on a black cane in her hand, but her eyes were glowing with green light, very secluded, especially when she smiled, as if her wrinkled face was crowded together, "Come in quickly. Come on, child."

"Didn't you say you wanted to tell me about the holy mountain?"

However, Lin Shuguang maintained a posture of half-crossing the Leimen at this time, with a cold expression on his face.

Where can I still see how he has just been bewitched.

"You can actually break my bewitching..."

The green light in the eyes of the old witch was very bright, but there was no trace of anger, Jie Jie smiled, the crutch in her hand moved slightly, and she saw countless black mists suddenly jumped out from the crutch in the void, as if countless The screaming black snake wrapped Lin Shuguang's leg over Leimen in an instant...

The old witch's voice carried a smirk, "It's been a long time since I've seen someone as beautiful as you, who can break my bewitchment, I think you've already cultivated a divine soul, and your realm is not low. The technique of the soul has been lost a long time ago. It seems that you have a little background... Yes, you can cultivate your body to perfection. If I eat you, although I can't recover from my injury, it can also make me This old woman regenerates a hundred years of life... Jie Jie."

Lin Shuguang looked up at the old witch.

Unexpectedly, the other party can see through his physical realm at a glance, and can even judge his spiritual realm, but this old witch has some skills.

Along the way, although he was bewitched, he used his soul to see clearly the area of ​​Sword Prison.

The place where the old witch is located is not the deepest part of the sword prison. The secluded road can't see the end at a glance, and even makes Lin Shuguang's soul feel oppressed. I want to come there to imprison the real old monster.

As for the old witch...

Lin Shuguang's face was indifferent, "You are not at the highest level, you have been detained for many years, and your strength is no longer what you used to be. Looking at your body, I am afraid that you can only use spiritual spells... You really think you are determined. me?"

Knife!

Thunder!

Two of Lin Shuguang's best mediums, the sword prison is infinite, and Lin Shuguang can call it at will.

The old witch snarled and scolded: "Boy, if you disturb the old monster inside, you won't be able to eat and walk around!"

Boom!

In the entire stone room, there is only Lin Shuguang's decisive roar:

"Thunder punishment, kill me!"