As soon as the talisman left his body, the severe pain disappeared, and the boy sat down on the ground.
"My mother, I didn't expect to be imprisoned for thousands of years and still have to endure the magic talisman!"
Bai Mengjin put away the demon blood and continued to eat snacks.
After a while, the boy came over and asked her: "Why do you have a magic talisman on your body? People who are imprisoned in Xuanbing Prison can still have things on their bodies?"
Those who enter Xuanbing Prison are either demons or traitors. Needless to say, demons, those with average strength are eliminated on the spot. If they cannot be eliminated, they are imprisoned and slowly consumed. If he was a traitor, he would definitely have confiscated everything, not to mention the magic talismans, not even an extra piece of clothing.
"Want to know?" Bai Mengjin looked down at him, "Tell me first why you were able to break through the restriction and come in."
The boy rolled his eyes: "Is this..."
Bai Mengjin pushed the plate: "If you answer well, the remaining snacks will be yours."
The boy jumped up immediately: "You said this!"
Bai Mengjin smiled and nodded.
So the boy threw himself next to the small table, grabbed his heart and gnawed on it, saying vaguely: "I can tell, you are definitely not an ordinary person. You can live so comfortably in Xuanbing Prison, but you are not a prisoner at all, right?"
Look at this room, a warm bed, a warm stove, delicious snacks and tea...even the chairs are soft and fluffy.
He has been locked up here for thousands of years. When has he ever seen such a prisoner? The one who came in a few years ago had nothing but clothes, and like him, he could only sleep on the cold stone slabs.
Bai Mengjin didn't answer and continued drinking tea.
The boy finished the snack and stared at her cup eagerly. He finally remembered what he had promised and said, "We have been locked up here for a long time, and we are familiar with many of the restrictions. Every few days, it will weaken. At that time With some effort, you can get through."
Bai Mengjin thought thoughtfully: "Does the guard not care?"
The boy chuckled and said: "What do they have to do? Even if we can pass through the restriction at the door, there are still so many barriers in the valley! Besides, every time we pass through, some of our magic power will be consumed, and they are eager to do so! "
The boy stared at her and took a sip of saliva, then continued: "Actually, we only wear it once when new people come, otherwise we will waste more magic power and the gain will be more than the loss."
"I see." Bai Mengjin looked over, "So the demons outside are all curious to see me?"
"Yes, they came to see if there was any advantage they could take advantage of." After the boy finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake and glanced at her anxiously.
Bai Mengjin smiled: "If I am weak, will you divide me up?"
The boy chuckled.
This Black Ice Prison is indeed a scary place. Not only do you need to use your skills to resist the evil energy, but you may also become food for the devil.
Bai Mengjin thought of Song Zhiyi and asked, "A few years ago, a man was imprisoned. Did you also absorb his spiritual energy?"
The boy did not answer immediately, but pointed to the tea in her hand: "Can I have a taste?"
Bai Mengjin poured him a glass.
The boy hurriedly poured it into his mouth, and the hot tea made him sigh with satisfaction.
Warmth is what Xuanbing Prison lacks most.
"Of course I sucked it." The boy answered her question with satisfaction, "But he is very powerful. Although he didn't bring anything with him, his sword energy was so strong that anyone who tried to take advantage of him..."
The boy glanced at her quietly and stopped talking.
Bai Mengjin smiled and continued to ask: "What is the law of the weakening of the restriction? Is there any way to get through it?"
The boy didn't answer.
He only answered after she gave her tea. Now that he has nothing, he wants to get away with the most important information? .
"Don't you want to tell me?" Bai Mengjin saw him shuddering and took out a formation flag, "This is the spiritual fire formation. It can be placed in the room to increase the temperature. Do you want it?"
"Why do you have so many good things?" The boy's eyes almost popped out of his head. "What on earth did you come here for? It doesn't look like you're trying to atone for your sins."
Bai Mengjin
No answer: "Just say whether you want it or not!"
The boy quickly stretched out his hand, took the formation flag in his hand, and replied: "The restriction will weaken once every ten days, and the duration is two hours... Well, it's already been half an hour this time."
"What's the solution?"
Just as the boy was about to speak, there was a sudden noise outside. He jumped up and said, "That's enough for what you gave me. Oops, I've lost so much magic blood, so I have to go back and rest!"
After saying that, he flashed and squeezed out through the crack in the restriction.
Bai Mengjin watched the whole process and heard noise coming from outside, which seemed to be several voices cursing.
"Trash, what did you do in here? If we didn't say anything, you would have sold everything, right?"
"That's right! I grabbed it so quickly just now, thinking I could take advantage, but it turned out to be taken care of by others."
The boy shouted unconvinced: "If you have the skills, go in and try! This person is not an ordinary prisoner at all. I will step in for you, and you will take advantage..."
The sound gradually faded away and was soon no longer audible.
Bai Mengjin walked to the door and slowly reached in, imitating the way the boy went out just now.
The restriction is complicated, but it doesn't matter. She has the token left by Ling Bufei on her body, so even if she makes a mistake, it won't hurt her.
It took about half an hour before Bai Mengjin finally got out of the cell.
The wind and snow were raging outside, and my ears were ringing.
She stepped through the thick snow and found Song Zhiyi's cell following the route Ling Bufei had mentioned yesterday.
"Uncle Song, are you there?"
After a while, there was a gentle knock on the cell door.
Bai Mengjin followed the same example and passed through the restriction again.
The confinement in this cell has been specially reinforced and is more difficult than hers. However, those demons have visited several times and the road has been cleared.
A quarter of an hour later, Bai Mengjin's figure slowly appeared and entered the empty cell.
The unshaven Song Zhiyi looked at her in surprise. Since he had not spoken for so long, his voice was a little awkward: "You...can come in?"
"Uncle Song." Bai Mengjin threw the spirit fire formation flag to him first, "Has Bu Fei told you about me?"
With the spirit fire formation flag set, the cold cell instantly became much warmer. Song Zhi rubbed his hands, feeling the long-lost warmth, and nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work." His eyes were soft, "I have never looked after my young sect master before, but you have put so much effort into me. Uncle Master is very grateful."
Bai Mengjin said calmly: "Uncle Master is an upright man, and he teaches his disciples with great care. He has made great contributions to the sect without any fault. Bu Fei is the young sect leader. When I learn that Uncle Master has been wronged, I should stand up for you."
When Song Zhi heard that she had taken the responsibility, he felt more and more sad.
"Young Sect Master has grown up!"
Everyone will take the initiative to take responsibility, and Wuji Sect finally has hope.
