The wind blows half summer.
Even though it was evening, there was still heat floating in the air, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
Qin Yuan, wearing the clothes of a small official, was walking in the relatively clean and tidy prison.
His current identity is a jailer, and his official identity is the clerk's office.
On the surface, his status is not high.
In fact, they are the bridge between the warden and others and the lower-level jailers, the group of people who truly control the prison.
"No one named Qin is good."
"It's retribution to have no offspring."
…
Many women's curses came to my ears.
Qin Yuan was confused.
Why did Qin provoke these female prisoners?
Stopped and listened for a while.
Qin Yuan was happy.
It was still the influence of his policy of using women to dominate men.
In the past few thousand years, the status of female nuns has risen to the sky.
Many things went wrong.
For example, thinking about picking up a man all day long.
For example, instead of being traditional, you can give Taoist monks a green hat at will.
They separated within a few years of getting married.
The friar who had to pay a heavy price for getting married suffered a loss of blood.
In addition, in recent years, the aristocratic families and sects have become more and more expanded.
The people at the bottom have become poor and have no money to make money.
The lowly friars woke up overnight.
The average person is a liar and a liar.
The king of rolls per capita.
Thus, an era came that left most female monks at a loss.
Someone found out that Qin Yuan was the initiator of the strategy of using women to control men in his past life.
Qin Yuan was scolded by both men and women.
"You don't have to pick up the bowl to eat and then put the bowl down to scold your mother."
Qin Yuan complained in his heart.
"The Qin family is very cruel. When I am released from prison, they will dig up the grave of Qin."
"I'm going to pee on their tombstones."
…
Several female prisoners said angrily.
I will make it impossible for you to leave the divine prison for the rest of your life.
Qin Yuan snorted coldly in his heart.
Take a few steps.
Qin Yuan suddenly realized something that made his balls hurt.
Now the average per capita is Neptune.
There are many competitors for him.
Snapped!
Qin Yuan slapped him away.
A female cultivator who was holding the door of the cell and scolding Qin Yuan from his previous life had a slap mark on her beautiful face.
Staring at Qin Yuan angrily.
"What are you looking at? Sit back, or your sentence will be extended for five hundred years."
Qin Yuan scolded with a stern face.
The female cultivator stepped back with an aggrieved look.
Qin Yuan walked a few steps and smiled.
Almost forgot.
Uncle Qin has quit smoking a long time ago.
the past two thousand years.
He can count the number of women he has touched on two hands.
Most of the time is spent cultivating various avenues.
After a while, Qin Yuan came to the largest room and knocked gently on the door.
The door opens automatically.
What came into view was an old man with white beard and hair.
It was Wang Feng.
His current identity is the warden of the Divine Prison, the official in charge of the Divine Prison.
It's up to him.
Originally, Pu Wan wanted to give him a higher position, but he refused because he was old.
"coming"
Wang Feng looked at Qin Yuan with a hint of kindness in his eyes.
"Senior's magic power has improved again."
Qin Yuan is flattering.
After Wang Feng secretly sighed that the personality of this junior was very different from that of his ancestor Qin Zhi, a hint of bitterness appeared on his face: "What progress is there? He is not even an ancient king now."
….
Two thousand years ago, Wang Feng was in the twelfth level of the tower.
Now it is still the twelfth level of the tower.
"It took me a lifetime of hard work to understand one thing."
"What's up?"
Qin Yuan asked cooperatively.
"Most people in this world are mediocre."
Wang Feng said.
Qin Yuan was a little touched by these words.
Without plug-ins, he would most likely be a mediocre person.
He passed away more than 10,000 years ago.
There is no chance to chat with Wang Feng here.
"This is the person who will be escorted in today. Go and receive it."
Wang Feng threw over a jade slip.
Qin Yuan caught it.
A force pushed Qin Yuan out.
Qin Yuan watched while walking.
Many prisoners were escorted in today.
Among them, the one who caught Qin Yuan's attention was a rebel leader nicknamed Chen Tianwang.
"You, you, come with me to pick someone up."
Qin Yuan called several jailers with relatively high magic power.
Head outside.
After a while, we arrived at the entrance to the Divine Prison.
There were already crowds of people standing outside.
There are so many idle people.
Qin Yuan complained.
After a while, dozens of ordinary divine gold chariots drove through the clouds and mists, making a thunderous roar.
In a blink of an eye, we came to the ground.
Makes a neat dull sound.
Then, a group of people tied up in chains were escorted down.
Qin Yuan's eyes fell on Chen Tianwang, who had disheveled hair and was covered in blood.
Thousands of years old, cultivation in the ancient king realm.
He is considered a genius.
"Are you King Chen Tian?"
When Qin Yuan asked, he checked Chen Tianwang.
In order to prevent the other party from getting through.
"it is me"
King Chen Tian raised his head and shouted to the thousands of people who were watching: "Tianzun, saint, would you rather have the seed?"
The changes of times have caused some changes in names.
For example, those who have achieved enlightenment are now called Tianzun.
For example, those who are powerful in the true god realm are now called saints.
The people who were watching just buzzed when they heard the words and didn't have much reaction.
This is under the nose of Xin Tianzun, only a fool would yell.
"The identity is true, bring it in"
Qin Yuan said.
Plop!
King Chen Tian fell to the ground.
Upon seeing this, Qin Yuan gave King Chen Tian a blessing.
The base of his blessing avenue was given by Pu Wan, so there will be no problem if it is used publicly.
King Chen Tianwang said, "Well," and opened his eyes.
He looked at Qin Yuan very puzzled.
What did this kid do?
"Bring it in yet"
Qin Yuan said.
Chen Tianwang and his party were roughly escorted in by the jailers.
Qin Yuan checked the power of blessing he had just received from King Chen Tian.
A smile appeared.
Before the door of the divine prison is closed.
Went in.
By the way, I gave blessings to each of the jailers guarding the gate.
"Thank you Qin Secretary"
"Thank you Qin Secretary"
…
There was a sound of thanks.
After a while.
Qin Yuan sent King Chen Tian to the cell.
"The rules of the divine prison are that those who are imprisoned will be beaten five hundred times first."
Qin Yuan said.
The two jailers took out the magic hammers specially used to beat monks.
He stepped forward and hit Chen Tianwang five hundred times.
Chen Tianwang was beaten until he vomited a lot of blood, many bones were broken, and he was dying.
…
.
Qin Yuan once again sent a blessing to King Chen Tian.
King Chen Tian looked at Qin Yuan with a complicated expression.
He didn't know whether to thank the bookstore or hate the bookstore.
"Later, a historian will come to see you. You must cooperate."
Qin Yuan said.
"Historian dares to record what I said?"
King Chen Tian said disdainfully.
Why does everyone in jail say this?
Qin Yuan said speechlessly: "As long as you dare to say it, the historian will dare to record it."
"When the time comes, I will scold these holy places and noble families."
Chen Tianwang said.
Qin Yuan had nothing to do, so he made a bench and sat down and asked: "Some people say that you are an ordinary monk who specializes in helping people plant spiritual fields, while others say that you are a descendant of a family of practitioners? Which one is true?"
"It's all true. My family was a practicing family in the Tang Dynasty. Later, the world was in chaos. Even the then emperor Qin Quan died in the war, let alone my family."
King Chen Tian sighed.
King Chen Tian did not mention the Tang Dynasty founded by Li Shoumin.
Qin Yuan had forgotten it.
Time flies so damn fast.
"No wonder you can cultivate to the level of the ancient king."
Qin Yuan said.
"So what about the Ancient King Realm? It's not that I'm going to die sooner or later. If I could eat that immortal being, I would be immortal. I wouldn't have rebelled so early, and I wouldn't have ended up like this."
Chen Tianwang said.
Qin Yuan: "..."
Can those who eat eternal life live forever?
Aren't you hallucinating?
"Who did you listen to?"
Qin Yuan asked seriously.
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