Don't blame Lu Ning for being angry.
The female ghost in red stood silently behind him. Anyone else would have rolled their eyes in shock.
While cursing, he kicked the female ghost in red.
I thought it was a ghost energy, but he kicked it away!
"ah!"
The female ghost in red screamed and rolled out.
Lu Ning didn't care whether she lived or died, he rushed up with a hoe and smashed her hard.
Then he lifted up his energy and jumped a hundred meters away, quickly moving away.
After he left.
The female ghost in red got up with blood on her face and shouted aggrievedly: "Sir, please don't leave...!"
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Return to Tianlao.
Only then did Lu Ning calm down.
I didn't hit any ghosts twice before.
It was really unlucky that he hit him this time.
I wonder if the jailers who went to bury the body just now bumped into him?
He walked around the cell in District D and saw that the heads of many jailers had more gray air and less yellow air.
Lu Ning took a breath.
Those jailers don't have much strength, and they can't see the ghosts they bump into.
Thinking about it, Lu Ning shook his head.
Turn around and walk towards District D Prison.
Walk to Cell No. 1 Ding.
Kang Langcai was seen leaning against the iron fence, with a sad face.
"Master Kang, are you in prison here, worrying about the country and the people?" Lu Ning glanced at him.
"Hey! Brother Lu is really a close friend!"
Kang Langcai looked surprised, then shook his head and sighed: "What's the use? It's better to think about what to eat at night!"
"Haha... Mr. Kang is so interesting. Tell me, what do you want to eat tonight?" Lu Ning laughed.
"Oh! It would be great if there was wine and meat!" Kang Langcai really dared to say.
Lu Ning smiled and said: "Master Kang, don't think so much. If someone really brings you wine and meat, I'm afraid you won't be able to swallow it!"
Kang Lang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, yes."
Go to cell number two.
Lu Ning found Wen Tingwu standing stunned, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Old Wen, don't you meditate anymore?" Lu Ning asked casually.
"Want to learn martial arts?" Wen Tingwu asked, staring at Lu Ning.
Lu Ning looked around and then stared at Wen Tingwu: "What can you teach me?"
"The monument thrower!"
"Dragon Catcher!"
"Hit the mountain and fell down!"
"Vajra Bull Demonic Fist!"
Wen Tingwu talked about many martial arts skills in succession. When Lu Ning listened, he thought they sounded like Buddhist martial arts.
Seeing Lu Ning's frown, Wen Tingwu's eyes flashed and he said: "Vajra Bull Demon Fist, a third-level magical power from the Great Buddha Temple. If you master it, you will have few opponents in the world."
"Third-grade magical power?"
Lu Ning was startled and looked at Wen Tingwu blankly: "How do you know the magical power of the Great Buddha Temple?"
"Before the rebellion, I was a lay disciple of the Great Buddha Temple. I was fortunate to learn it, but it's a pity that I was a beginner. Otherwise, how could I be trapped in this heavenly prison?" Wen Tingwu snorted coldly.
Lu Ning looked at Wen Tingwu with some surprise: "It seems that the third-grade magical power can't compete with the magical power of the Immortal Sect, right?"
"Young little jailer, you know a lot!" Wen Tingwu looked at Lu Ning in surprise.
He had been observing for a long time, and found that Lu Ning was the only one in the prison who looked very good, and could be regarded as a talented person.
The other guards are trash.
Lu Ning's eyes flickered. He had doubts about martial arts. He couldn't help but get closer and asked: "Let me ask you, there are nine levels of martial arts in the world, and each level is divided into four realms, right?"
A look of surprise flashed across Wen Tingwu's face: "Have you understood it?"
Lu Ning said: "Stop talking nonsense and answer me directly."
Wenting Martial Arts: "Yes, there are nine levels of martial arts, and each level has four realms."
Lu Ning said, "Have you ever heard of Poji?"
"Poji?"
Wen Tingwu murmured, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it. Is it above the first grade?"
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
He didn't know anything about the first rank or above, how could this little jailer know.
Lu Ning's eyes flickered, there was no Poji realm in the world?
Doesn’t that mean that for every major realm, I have cultivated one more Poji realm than others?
After pondering for a moment, he said: "You know a lot, first tell me about the world's cultivation system."
Wen Tingwu nodded: "Okay, but I want to drink."
Lu Ning's eyes flashed, you're all a drunkard, aren't you?
"If you can't drink, I'll give you meat."
"You can have wine without meat."
"..."
Lu Ning was a little speechless and muttered: "Just wait!"
Not long after, he came back with a wine jar.
He opened the door to cell number two and handed the drink inside.
Wen Tingwu was addicted to alcohol and drank the entire jar of wine in one breath.
Lu Ning was stunned when he saw this. This guy really knows how to drink.
"Hahaha... so happy...!"
Wen Tingwu broke the wine jar and laughed.
Lu Ning sighed: "How could you be a good general and become a rebel? Who supported what you did?"
Wen Tingwu's eyes flickered: "No one supported me, I did it voluntarily."
Lu Ning nodded secretly: "Tell me about it."
Wen Tingwu sat cross-legged on a pile of dead grass and said: "The world is divided into martial arts, immortality, Buddhism, Confucianism, demons, demons, ghosts and heresy, which are heresy."
"Except for the Way of Demons and Ghosts, the remaining six schools each claim that their own way is orthodox, and they have been arguing for thousands of years without a winner or loser."
Lu Ning pretended to be a newbie and frowned and asked: "Can martial arts be compared with immortality?"
Wen Tingwu laughed and said: "The Immortal Way is just mediocre. It takes a long time and takes a lot of effort. In the end, you may not be able to defeat a first-level martial arts expert."
"On the contrary, in martial arts, some peerless geniuses can become powerful martial gods in the world in ten or twenty years, but immortal cultivators cannot."
"They need to refine their Qi and cultivate their mind. It can take hundreds or hundreds of years, but they may not achieve great achievements."
Lu Ning said: "You can live a long life as a cultivator!"
Wen Tingwu frowned: "Who told you that strong martial artists cannot live forever?"
Lu Ning: "..."
Wen Tingwu suddenly said awkwardly: "It's really more about the length of life. It is true that cultivating immortals is longer, but when it comes to combat effectiveness, I think martial arts is better."
"The Buddhist path comes next, and then the demonic path."
"But it's a pity that the magic skills and magical skills are cruel and cold-blooded and are not recognized by everyone."
"Martial arts focuses on body, technique, and spirit. It is rough and domineering."
"The importance of immortality is Qi, heart, and method. It is difficult and time-consuming to practice."
"Buddhism focuses on understanding, understanding one's mind, and seeing one's nature. They are equally boring to death."
"Only the martial arts in the world don't have many ties. They enjoy grudges and grudges, and are proud of the world...!"
Lu Ning did not interrupt and listened quietly to Wen Tingwu's lecture.
An hour later, Wen Tingwu was tired of talking and stared at Lu Ning and said, "Do you want to accept me as your teacher?"
Lu Ning chuckled and said, "You don't have time to teach me anymore."
If he becomes a disciple of a big rebel, he will be imprisoned like Li Xiang before him the next day.
Lu Ning is not stupid. After all, Wen Tingwu will be rewarded if he dies, so why take the risk!
"What do you mean?" Wen Tingwu stared at Lu Ning.
Lu Ning looked around and whispered: "Since you have told me so much, I might as well tell you that the Demon Suppression Division is going to arrest your family. As long as they are caught, how long do you think you can survive?"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Tingwu's bloodshot eyes became even more bloodshot, and he roared angrily: "Demon Suppressor, Dog Emperor, I will not let you go...!"
Lu Ning's eyes flashed and he said, "Old Wen, if you listen to my advice, you might be able to save your family."
"What do you say?" Wen Tingwu asked excitedly, grabbing the iron fence with both hands.
"What the Suppressing Demon Division wants is an answer. If you recruit them, they will no longer embarrass your family." Lu Ning said in a deep voice, "If you don't recruit them, they will keep looking for your family until they find them."
As he said that, he turned around and said, "Think about it for yourself."
boom!
Wen Tingwu squatted on the ground, dazed.
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Lu Ning slowly came to Ding's cell No. 40.
Liang Qi, who had been hungry for two more days, leaned against the wall weakly and motionless.
Seeing Lu Ning approaching, his dull eyes couldn't help but shine a little: "Master Lu, Master Lu..."
Lu Ning raised the corner of his mouth: "What did you remember?"
Liang Qi nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I remembered, I remembered!"
Lu Ning sneered: "Let's talk about it, I guarantee there will be wine and meat for lunch."
Liang Qi was extremely angry and said: "I'm telling you, it's Kou Wei, Kou Shize's son, my cousin, who asked me to do this. He said that Your Majesty and the eldest princess were having a very unpleasant quarrel, and he asked me to try the eldest princess. Attitude.”
"Ah...I don't know anything else...!"
As he said this, Liang Qi burst into tears.
I promised it would be fine.
Even if something happens, I will rescue him.
But now he is almost starving to death and no one cares about him.
Lu Ning's eyes lit up. He remembered that his eldest brother also mentioned the unhappiness between the eldest princess and Emperor Mingwu.
He immediately took advantage of the situation and asked, "What happened between Your Majesty and the eldest princess?"
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