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Chapter 329 Divine Art
"Linzhang Town", government prison cell.

A figure exuding a sense of decay emerged from the dark stone wall and floated quietly in the mid-air inside the cell.

"Clang! Squeak~~~"

There was a sound of chains clashing together with the harsh grinding of door shafts, and then a white figure that looked like an immortal strolled into the filthy and smelly prison.

"Hey!" "Huh!" "Cough~~~".
Several sounds of exclamation or discomfort appeared from behind the banished immortal.

However, they saw a stunning beauty, a slovenly Taoist priest, a monk in plain clothes, a sword-wielding soldier, and a swordsman from all walks of life, one after another walking into this dark cell that has not seen the light of day all year round.

It was Lin Yi and his party who returned to Linzhang Town from Shiliting.

Lin Yi walked through the dark cages without changing his expression, came to the innermost stone room of the prison, and stood in front of a stone room enclosed by iron and wooden railings.

Looking at the illusive and faint figure, Lin Yi looked at it with interest, his eyes shining:

"The soul body is almost substantial, but it does not have the Yin Qi or ghost energy of the ghosts I encountered before."

"And~" Lin Yi's gaze moved away from the figure floating in mid-air, and turned to a dark corner of the stone room: "Is this your physical body? If it wasn't for the slightest trace of life, ordinary people would probably take it away." as a corpse."

"So, this is the Yuan Shen monk's Yuan Shen leaving the body? Yuan Shen Dharma?"

As Lin Yi spoke, his own soul thoughts were unconsciously revealed, and he carefully sensed the difference between the soul body and his own soul.

"Okay~" The soul body in the stone room said, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the body in the corner.

The next moment, the lifeless body moved!
"Um~~~"

I saw, after stretching deeply, an old man with the same appearance as his soul body walked out slowly from the dark corner. As he walked, he reached out and scratched his armpits, back, waist and ribs. Taking advantage of the situation, he also flicked the black mud between his scratching fingers.

In response to this, even Lin Yi, who didn't care about the dirty and filthy environment around him, unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I originally thought you were a genius in martial arts, but I didn't expect that even the soul is so powerful!"

The old man's eyes were strangely gleaming, as if he was sizing up some rare treasure, and he looked up and down carefully at Lin Yi.

"It's so strange. When your Yuan Shen is not activated, it doesn't draw out the energy. But when it is activated, your breath is so strong. Didn't your master teach you the method of concentrating your breath?"

"On the contrary, your martial arts skills are quite good, and you are full of majestic blood. If you hadn't witnessed the moment you made the move with your own eyes, you would have restrained yourself at the moment!"

As he spoke, the old man seemed to have returned to the relaxed and freehand scene when Lin Yi annihilated the 'golden sun', and his words were full of exclamation.

"Looking at the vitality and spirituality in you that cannot be concealed, ordinary Jindan monks are not as strong as you."

"Martial arts, golden elixir, and soul, are three fellow practitioners?"

"However, there is a paradoxical feeling, strange, really strange!"

The old man was obviously a well-informed being, but his extensive life experience could not allow him to draw conclusions about Lin Yi at this time.

"What do you call the old man?" When the old man looked left and right, Lin Yi didn't care and asked directly.

"Oh, I, my surname is Zhuge. I have forgotten my name a long time ago." The old man responded casually.

"Mr. Zhuge~" Lin Yi looked around at the dark and dirty cell around him: "Why are you here like this?"

"Hi!" The old man waved his hand carelessly and said: "My ancestors have no vision and asked me to pursue knowledge and write books to pass down to the world. Who knows, if I write travel notes, they will say that I leaked state secrets; if I write history, they say that I am borrowing from ancient times. He satirized the present; he explained the art of war, and he was accused of instigating rebellion; he wrote stories about gods and monsters, and he was accused of leading people to superstition; and finally, he rewrote the biography of a celebrity. Hum, as a result, this celebrity lost power and was declared a rebel, and I sentenced him together A life sentence. Not just here!"

Lin Yi()!!!
"Zhuge Wolong!?" Yan Chixia heard this and exclaimed: "Are you Zhuge Wolong!?"

"The great scholar Zhuge Wolong!?" Zuo Xiong couldn't help but take two steps forward and looked at the skinny, slovenly old man behind the iron-wood fence with a shocked expression.

"Amitabha!!!" Monk Baiyun proclaimed the Buddha's name, and his voice was inevitably louder.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuge is a world-famous expert~" Lin Yi felt the excitement of Yan Chixia and others behind him, looked at the old man in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Master~" Nie Xiaoqian stepped forward and whispered in Lin Yi's ear: "Xiaoqian once heard her father say that the great scholar Zhuge Wolong has learned from ancient times to the present and is the most knowledgeable person in the world."

"Mr. Lin~" Yan Chixia continued: "When Yan first got involved in spiritual practice, he heard someone say that the great scholar Zhuge Wolong realized the truth and entered Taoism overnight when the deposed prince was imprisoned decades ago. , Achieve half-step to the realm of primordial spirit.”

"Hi!" Listening to Nie Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia's narration, Zhuge Wolong in the cell shook his head mockingly, and said bitterly: "What great scholars and what souls are, they are just food in the mouths of those things, not hiding in them" This hellish place is just barely surviving.”

"But speaking of it~" Zhuge Wolong looked at Lin Yi in surprise: "I actually met a rare and rare person like you today."

"If it weren't for the fact that your human aura is real, I would have thought that you were some old demon who transformed into a human body and came here to lure me out."

You must know that before his soul left his body and went to the Ten Mile Pavilion, he was going to collect the corpse.

In his opinion, even if the genius of the human race dies, his body should not be exposed in the wilderness, or even be eaten and devoured by wild beasts and demons, and suffer such humiliation.

However, when he was filled with grief and was about to wait for the death of Yan Chixia, the four human race seeds who were one step away from martial arts masters, golden elixir sword cultivators, and golden body arhats, and collect their bodies, he saw Lin Yi grabbed the thing that made him avoid it and even hid in this dark prison, and snuffed it out as easily as pinching out a candle.

This simply overturned his decades of knowledge. When his mind was wandering, he was directly 'seen' in the eyes of Lin Yi, whose soul was shining in all directions at that time.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Wolong looked at Lin Yi fiercely: "Here, Mr. Lin, can you tell me how you did it before? If it can be applied to my human monks, then how many people in this world will be able to do it?" Little hope!"

"It's okay to tell you~" Lin Yi nodded with a smile, and said, "However, Mr. Zhuge, can you tell me first, what is that thing? I am very curious about the composition of that thing!"

"You don't know?!" Zhuge Wolong looked surprised: "With your level of cultivation and a fellow practitioner of the Three Paths, your master didn't tell you anything?!"

"Uh~" Lin Yi blinked when he heard this and said: "Lin has been practicing all the way through his own way and has never been a disciple."

"This level of cultivation is something I have cultivated bit by bit~"

“Hiss~~~”*N
"Okay~" Not to mention the shock of Yan Chixia and others behind Lin Yi, and the admiration of Nie Xiaoqian, Zhuge Wolong was silent for a while, then sighed and said with a bitter smile: "Whether you have a master or not, after all, we are the human race Tianjiao."

"True genius!" Zhuge Wolong glanced at Yan Chixia and the others, then looked at Lin Yi and added.

Afterwards, Zhuge Wolong's expression became serious and he said in a deep voice:
"That thing is a magical technique! A magical technique specially used to kill the genius of our human race! Whenever a monk who can attack the martial arts or the powerful golden elixir appears within its warning range, a magical technique will fall from the sky. Sniper him!"

"And the ones who have the most restraint in divine arts are Yuan Shen monks like me!"

"If I were caught by that magical technique, I would be completely cold within a few breaths at most. The best outcome is that I can only escape with my life by dismembering the body."

"As for martial arts and spiritual communication, it will destroy the warrior's qi and blood, just like the tarsal bones, sucking up the warrior's qi and blood, causing the warrior's essence and blood to dry up and die!"

"Golden elixir monk, the same is true"

At the end of the story, Zhuge Wolong felt sad, as if he saw outstanding human beings falling one by one under that golden light.

(End of this chapter)