Xia Ji became a prisoner.

He lay leisurely in the carriage without the slightest awareness of prisoners.

Senior Sister Yuan'er was stripped of her armor and left in the wild, waiting for Yougu to wake up.

He heard that Feng Bunun and Zhen Yiyi were arguing outside the car door.

"Do you really bring King Xiaoyao back? The Great Zhou is crazy about looking for us now. It is really not a wise move to stimulate the queen now."

"Take it back and wait for the leader to come to an end. Who told the Xiaoyao King to resist... And the Great Zhou will also be afraid of the rats. As long as we don't do anything, they will not do something."

"Why?"

"Now they need to know that the Demon Buddha, Ksitigarbha, is a member of our Demon Sect. If they force it too much, they may not enter the imperial city alone and turn into the flame Buddha.

Lord Dizang is the supreme existence of my Demon Sect. With him, my Demon Sect will have enough deterrence.”

"Um..." Feng Budun said nothing, and the scene he saw when he sat on the Yanyun Bridge appeared in his mind.

The real one blocks one army.

A man like Ksitigarbha is like a god or a Buddha, and it makes people look up to him, but he doesn't want to make it.

Is such a terrifying man really a member of his own Demon Sect?

So who is he?

What kind of existence is the uterus?

He remembered again the newly produced "Jianghu Map" by Fengyunlou that Chuchun had just seen.

Tianmen Holy Meeting, Dimen Yinshi.

There is no way to heaven and no way to earth.

Between heaven and earth, is the world of all living beings.

"Master Dizang..."

If the two of them knew that the Ksitigarbha in their mouths was being captured by them, they would not know what they would think.

...

...

Xia Ji cooperated very well.

Every time he passes through Chengguan, he is lit with acupuncture and throws it into straw, and he will pretend that he has really been lit.

But the witch master was already angry.

About three days later.

He was blindfolded and brought to the Demon Cult branch in Kangnan City.

The weapons were confiscated.

Wu Xingyun was sent into the wing room alone, and was served by a female disciple of the Demon Sect.

The Demon Cultists were quite polite to King Xiaoyao, but they just shackled his hands and feet and locked him up in a pretty clean dungeon.

This is a VIP room in the dungeon.

Xia Ji took a comfortable breath of fresh air underground.

It’s so easy to get to the branch of the Demon Sect, and it’s not easy to find it.

now...

This place is already under my control.

How to control it?

The moment when Xiaoyao King stood here.

All the people here are already alive and dead.

Everything here has become weapons.

In that case, what is the difference between sitting on a throne and sitting in a prison cell?

"New, who are you?"

A sound came from the other side of the iron fence.

It was a man sitting in the straw, with thick eyebrows, white hair, eyes with alertness, cheeks inward, and some unhealed wounds on his face.

Xia Ji said: "In the following...the courtesan mentor of the royal capital."

The man was stunned: "I'll ask which sect you belong to."

Xia Ji said: "No door or sect."

The man sighed and said, "The world is scattered... I see that you are young but have been captured by the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult must have hated you so much, but he still has to use you, so he only catches you but doesn't kill you."

He turned Xia Ji's appearance again, suddenly showed great vigilance, and said sternly: "You have not been questioned and tortured!"

Xia Ji said: "Maybe because I'm more handsome."

The man frowned and after a while, he said coldly: "Actually, you are also a member of the Demon Sect, aren't you?

The Demon Sect is really promising. If I can’t find out my skills, will I actually send you to clichés?"

Xia Ji shook his head: "I'm not interested in your martial arts."

The man laughed and said, "It's interesting and interesting."

He said three times in a row, as if he thought the new neighbor was so funny.

bite!

【Jiuzang】+1

Current level: first level (1/1)

Xia Ji was stunned.

This technique is obviously a secret martial art. If you know, you know, you know, you don’t know.

I think this is my third secret martial arts in the martial arts world besides [Divine Puppet] and [Dharani]. It seems that this man is really famous, but it may not be his martial arts.

He began to quietly feel the effect of [Jiuzang].

Hmm...

It's actually a sealing technique.

Condensing your own skills in a sealed state that can be unsealed at any time will slowly accumulate these skills. The longer the accumulation time, the stronger the power of the first move after unsealing the seal.

Overall, you can increase your own strength by about ten percent every day.

To some extent, this secret martial art is more useful than the mysterious method.

This is simply an ultimate skill tailored for the assassin.

Ten years of hard work is to kill one person.

So, if you think about it carefully, this assassin's first attack in ten years can reach 365 times his strength!!

This is no longer a level of assassination, but a level of more and more.

And if the assassin himself is also very strong, then this 365-fold increase can almost kill everyone in seconds.

But this unscientific secret martial arts also have extremely powerful limitations, that is, the increase can only be achieved for the first time.

very nice.

Although a lot of analysis is analyzed.

But Xia Ji obviously still valued the seal effect.

He turned around and used [Jiuzang] to seal all his power, leaving only the level of top experts in the world outside.

So...

Jiuzang, double disguise, open disguise...

Xia Ji had shackles on both hands and looked at the soft couch beside the wall. The quilt on the couch was obviously sunburned and there was a fragrance. This was completely considered a VIP treatment in the prison cell.

He was stunned for a while and then lay on the bed.

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the cage.

Xia Ji did not get up, nor did he go to see it.

now.

A sound rang out of the cage: "I brought you some delicious food."

The sound is Zenbi.

She stretched the plate in her hand into the prison room along the gap in the iron bar. The stack of delicate snacks was first put down, followed by a stack of pork-filled soup buns, a newly-baked golden roast duck, and then she put a pot of steaming wine like a magic trick.

Xia Ji sniffed his nose, turned around, sat in front of the railing, glanced at the woman in a dark red dress, grabbed the soup bun without hesitation and started eating, then unscrewed the wine plug and took a sip.
To be continued...