The tent was silent for a moment, and Ye Qingqing looked at Yang Xian and a breath of anger surged in her heart.

"Yang Xian, what do you mean?"

Yang Xian sat back to his position, the commander in the military tent.

"The leader doesn't have to be anxious. When Ling Zun can save him, Xian will naturally save him!"

"You...!" Ye Qingqing pointed at Yang Xian with her finger, "Don't think I don't know what you are trying to do? You want my Dongyang scholars to serve you as laborers and help you build a fortress to defend against the Liang army. You actually don't want to save my father at all, right?"

Yang Xian shook the fan and said with a smile: "This is because the leader has a short-sighted knowledge. Do you know what ordinary labor is for two meals a day? Do you know how much it costs to provide 100,000 people per day? Do you know how to comfort the soldiers of the Changce Army in this winter?"

"I have no idea!"

Ye Qingqing roared, but she felt more and more embarrassed. She felt that she was in a state of embarrassment.

In front of Yang Xian, who is well-educated, she is always the one who is unreasonable.

"So! Do you know how much money it takes to support these 150,000 people every day? Although Xian promised to help you save your father, the army was dispatched and spent all the money from the Shu Kingdom treasury. In this case, is it too much to let the Dongyang scholars build some fortresses for Yizhou?"

Ye Qingqing's momentum suddenly frustrated. She really couldn't find a reason to refute Yang Xian, and her voice lowered three points.

"Then we can't waste it like this!"

"I'm more anxious than you to raise so many people in vain. But I have to wait for what I should wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the person who should come."

As soon as Yang Xian finished speaking, a gust of wind broke out in the account. Lou Jing opened the curtain and walked in from outside the account.

"Lou Jing! What are you going to do?"

Ye Qingqing was shocked when she saw Lou Jing and immediately protected Yang Xian.

"The leader of Dongyang should not be such a stupid person? Is it a mess to care?"

Lou Jing said ambiguously, making Ye Qingqing's cheeks a little red.

"What do you mean?"

Lou Jing found a short stool in the tent, dragged it to Yang Xian, and sat down.

"Do you think I could have come to this central army tent that is heavily guarded by Yang Xian so smoothly?"

Ye Qingqing looked back at Yang Xian, but saw a smile on the other person's face. Ye Qingqing was very familiar with this smile. When she was sent to the Yang Mansion by the Dongyang Sect Master Fu, he also smiled like this when he saw Yang Xian when he woke up.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, I'm fine?"

Lou Jing sat down, as if he was visiting relatives and friends.

"You call me here, demonstrate? Or surrender?"

Not long after the Dongyang Sect's siege was lifted, Yang Xian led his troops to siege again. There were not many people in the Netherworld Prison than the Dongyang Sect, but there were still thousands of people, and the daily expenses were not large.

The Dongyang Sect's encirclement was not long after it was released. In such a short period of time, Lou Jing could not fill the storage of the Netherworld Prison. Lou Jing was not afraid of the Dongyang Sect because he knew that the Dongyang Sect was a rootless tree.

In other words, the economy of the Netherworld Prison and the Dongyang Sect is half a pound. If it is consumed hard, the Netherworld Prison will not be very good, and the Dongyang Sect will not be much better.

But Yang Xian is different. He is the prime minister of Shu Kingdom, with millions of people from Yizhou behind him. If he insists on waste, even if the Netherworld Prison cannot be compromised from the outside, he will sooner or later starve to death.

"None are!"

Yang Xian put on a feather fan, picked up a cup of tea, and started drinking it. Huang Que walked in from outside the tent and presented a cup of tea to Lou Jing.

"I know what the situation of Shibo is. I know what the situation is. I know what the situation is."

Lou Jing smiled and thought to himself that this kid was really sincere. Lou Jing had confidence in his heart because the cost of the Netherworld Prison could be sustained for the next year. But Yang Xian may not be sure.

Wei Wen died in Yizhou, but Huan Wu has not made any noise yet, which is not normal in itself. In addition, Liang Jun and Jing Yun have negotiated so quickly that Yang Xian has urgently built military facilities in various parts of Nanjun this week.

So, there is no need to guess who Huan Wu’s next target is.

"Does Uncle still remember the bet he made with me?"

"Of course I remember."

"Before this, I want to ask Uncle Shi. Ye Dongyang has been in your hands for so many years, why didn't you destroy him?"

Lou Jing was not worried that Yang Xian poisoned him, because he was an expert in using poison, so he opened his mouth and took a sip of tea.

"The star vein is good at talismans, moving Kan Li, conscious stars, and changing. After Yuan Cheng's death, the star vein declined. And the direct inheritance of the star vein like Ye Dongyang is less than the number of five fingers in the world. There are so many factions in the world that cultivate, but only the cultivators of the four righteous veins can step on the road. As long as they are qualified, they have hope of becoming a great master. If such a treasure falls into his hands, wouldn't it be a waste of talent if he loses his resources?"

"you!"

Ye Qingqing was furious and was about to take action, but was stopped by Yang Xian.

"I understand. Now we can talk about our bet."

Yang Xian resolved the doubts in his heart, picked up the tea and took a sip, which made Lou Jing feel a little confused.

"How do you want to break my Netherworld Prison?"

"Shiwang knows that there is a elixir in this world called Guming Pill!"

Lou Jing's expression changed, and it was hard to be as easy as he had just now. He stood up, but he heard Yang Xian continue to say.

"Ye Dongyang is unwilling to come out because he has a shackle in his heart. If he can't solve it, even if he walks out, he will only get further and further away from the Grand Master's realm. After taking this Guming Pill, he can slowly open up his already blocked veins. Ye Dongyang's cultivation is still there, so whether he can achieve the Grand Master's realm is only in his mind."

Lou Jing laughed instead of anger, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yang Zizhan, you have regarded my Netherworld Prison as Ye Dongyang's stepping stone."

If Ye Dongyang really recovers his cultivation level or even becomes a great master, then the Dragon Locking Pillar will be difficult to trap him.

At that time, a great master who was trapped for more than ten years and was finally released from prison will be at the core of the Netherworld Prison.

What will happen? Lou Jing shuddered when he thought about it.

"Calling the days, according to Master Chun, it's only today whether Ye Dongyang can become a great master. It should be too late for Uncle Shi to go back now."

No one knows the monks who know the Stars' lineage better than Yang Chun, and understands their cultivation methods and weaknesses.

Lou Jing glanced at Yang Xian fiercely, and shook his sleeves, his figure almost reached its peak. In Yang Xian's eyes, a gust of wind blew, and Lou Jing's figure disappeared from the spot.

The deepest palace in the Netherworld Prison.

The talisman light flowed around Ye Dongyang, slowly dispersed to the surroundings, floating in the palace.

As the talisman light disappeared, the qi and energy burst out step by step. Under the dragon lock pillar, the chains that originally bound Ye Dongyang were immediately broken into pieces.

The chain fell to the ground, Ye Dongyang broke free from the constraints, his posture was unstable, and he took two steps forward, triggering the mechanism set by Lou Jing.

The magma in the center of the earth began to rise slowly, but the four pillars around the dragon locking pillar slowly fell, and groups of black insects crawled out of the hole grooves of the four pillars.

These insects were free and rushed towards Ye Dongyang frantically, quickly wrapping him around, wrapped in dense and airtight.

A golden light flashed by, and the insect that was originally wrapped around Ye Dongyang seemed to have been sucked away from his vitality and fell to the ground.

Ye Dongyang got rid of his restraint, felt happy, and shouted loudly, his figure almost reached its peak. A long road worth more than ten feet jumped past, and before the magma in the core flooded the stone path, it opened the bronze door.

What came towards me was Lou Jing, who was rushing back from Yang Xian’s military camp. Seeing this, Ye Dongyang was not angry but happy.
Chapter completed!