I have source stone

Figures swayed in the dimly lit cell, and painful muffled sounds could be heard from time to time.

Wen Dongning floated on the ceiling lazily, indifferent to the scene below where he was tortured to extract a confession.

Half a month ago, he regained consciousness in this room that looked like an ancient dungeon. He was almost not frightened by those brutal methods of extorting a confession. It took a long time before he accepted the fact that he died in a car accident.

Wen Dongning is optimistic by nature, since death has become a fact, he should start over with a different image, and let it be at ease when it comes.

At first, Wen Dongning thought about leaving here to see the outside world, but after several attempts, he was blocked by the gossip mirror on the prison door every time.It can't pass through the wall, and there are strange lines drawn under the entire dungeon, like a formation.

He didn't even know what strange place he had traveled to.

From the occasional chitchat of the prison guards below, I learned that this dungeon is a place dedicated to detaining monks, and it is called Infernal Prison.

In order to prevent the souls of the forced confessors from going out of the prison, the Infernal Prison is covered with various formations from the floor to the ceiling. Those inside cannot get out, and those outside cannot enter. After entering the Infernal Prison, there is no possibility of getting out.

It's just that they couldn't see Wen Dongning floating on the ceiling.

"What do you mean outsiders can't come in? Am I right here?" Wen Dongning muttered with some dissatisfaction.

He floated in front of the person hanging on the wall, carefully looked at him from head to toe, and commented: "This handsome guy looks good, his face is handsome, and his figure is great."

Although Wen Dongning was tall and slender before his death, he was just a tall and thin man with no airs, and he looked a little thin. He always hoped that he could grow into a handsome man.

Wen Yu's figure is exactly the goal he has been trying to achieve.

"Master, please slow down, the ground is dirty." A flattering voice came from behind.

Wen Dongning looked back, and couldn't help but want to whistle. The one who came in was a bit more handsome than the popular stars he saw before he was alive. He really had the face of a natural idol star, the one who hadn't touched a knife. .

Those jailors did so much flattering gestures that they just knelt down and licked the man's shoes.

A jailer was ahead with a lamp to light the way, another was spreading a rug in front of the man, and two were diligently wiping the tables and chairs over and over again.

The national teacher walked along the carpet to the only prisoner in the cell, stretched out his right hand, and didn't see what he did, the person hanging on the wall woke up from the pain.

"Wen Yu, let me ask you again, where is the boundary source stone?"

Wen Yu, who was hanging on the wall, sneered, and spat bloody saliva at him, with a hoarse voice, "You...don't even think about...finding the boundary source stone in your life."

"Aren't you afraid that I will search for your soul?" The national teacher gave him a cold look, then withdrew his right hand, "If you enter the Infernal Prison, you will not be able to explode your soul."

Wen Yu laughed softly, "Li Heng, since you want to... search for the soul, then... come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Li Heng stared at him intently, as if considering the meaning of his words.

Wen Dongning floated between them, looking at this and that, with a distressed expression on his face, he couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

As an outstanding young man in the 21st century, Wen Dongning has always been a staunch materialist.

"Uh...Although the world view is a bit collapsed now..." Wen Dongning nodded hard while maintaining the state of Ah Piao.

Li Heng paced back and forth, and the carpet soon covered the small cell.

As if he had finally made up his mind, he walked quickly in front of Wen Yu, not caring about the blood stained on Wen Yu's head, and slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand, clasping his celestial spirit cover.

A moment later, Wen Yu screamed, his face was pale, he was sweating, his breath was weak, and he fell there dying, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The faces of the four jailers changed drastically, their whole bodies trembled, and their movements became more respectful, even a bit too respectful.

Wen Dongning looked at them inexplicably, not knowing what that Li Heng was doing.

He propped his chin up, looked at Li Heng's hand, and kept an eye on the movements in the cell, "Is it a soul search technique?"

"Stop!" Suddenly, a bloody man broke into the cell door, and he rushed into the cell with a long sword in his hand. Seeing the situation in the cell, he threw the long sword at Li Balance.

Wen Dongning couldn't help giving him a thumbs up: "This move is really cool, it's neat and simple."

Li Heng let go and dodged to avoid the long sword piercing his back.

The man didn't care about Li Heng, and rushed straight to Wen Yu on the wall, calling out: "Dongning!"

Before Wen Dongning could figure out the situation, he was sucked by a powerful force, and the pain was so intense that he fainted instantly.

"Zhou Yuan! If it weren't for the sake of you being the prince, do you think you would be able to enter the endless prison?"

Zhou Yuan crushed the black iron chain that locked Wen Yu with one hand, and hugged him, "You have also searched for the soul, and beat people, what else do you want?!"

Zhou Yuan hugged Wen Yu who had passed out, feeling anxious for a while, after the soul search technique, did people become stupid?

There is only such a single seedling that can be used at hand, so don't let anything happen.

Although Zhou Yuan is the prince of a country, there are too many princes and emperors in Xuanzhen Realm. He is a prince of a small country, and he is very capable to recruit a monk.

Wen Yu was recruited by him through untold hardships. For this reason, he specially made his father a marquis and rewarded his family with [-] acres of fertile land.

"You also know that Jieyuan Stone has a lot to do with it, you'd rather catch the wrong one than let it go."

Li Heng flicked his robe sleeves, turned around and stared at Zhou Yuan, his voice was so cold that the whole cell was shuddering.

He smiled lightly and said, "Let's not talk about Your Majesty, even the Queen Mother can't keep you."

Zhou Yuan paused, laughed loudly without looking back, embraced Wen Yu, took three steps into two, and walked away without even picking up his own sword.

Those jailers looked at the direction he was leaving in fear, turned stiffly to look at Li Heng, and stammered out a sentence: "National... division... what... do? "

Li Heng snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left.

Wen Dongning lay unconscious on a big carved bed, covered with a ridiculous red brocade quilt.In a small room, there was a little girl squatting in front of the window to boil medicine, and the room was filled with the bitter smell of herbs.

Zhou Yuan walked up and down outside the house, looking outside the courtyard from time to time.Just now, I hastily invited a quack doctor to give Wen Yuhao a pulse, but looking at the prescription, there seems to be something wrong?

He was still wearing the clothes he had worn during the prison robbery, and the stains gradually turned black. When he raised his arm, he felt a tingling pain, and only then did he realize that he was also injured.

"Your Highness, we have killed dozens of brothers and have properly arranged their funerals. What should we do now?" A guard leader came in to report the loss of the prison robbery.

Zhou Yuan waved his hands wearily, feeling irritable, "No wonder those people gave the monks their treasures with all their might. It took hundreds of mortal soldiers to fight one of those monks in the Infernal Prison."

"It's all piled up with human lives..."

Zhou Yuan's own aptitude is not top-notch, at most it is above average, because Ying State is a subsidiary state of the Yueshan Sect, and the Queen Mother of Ying State, that is, Zhou Yuan's grandmother, is the granddaughter of the previous elder of the Yueshan Sect. Yueshan Sect practiced Taoism for five years, and only returned to the country at the beginning of this year. On the way, he summoned Wen Yu.

Zhou Yuan tried his best to make friends with Wen Yu, and brought him back to Yingdu after exhausting good words. Unexpectedly, the person that the national teacher Liheng had been looking for was actually Wen Yu.

"It's really hard to say." Zhou Yuan looked up at the sky expressionlessly. There was not a single cloud in the clear sky, and the sunny weather didn't make him feel better. His handsome face was always covered with clouds, and the wind and rain were about to come. .

He sighed, waved the head of the guards to step back, turned and returned to the room.

"...Hmm..." Wen Dongning finally regained a little bit of consciousness after pouring medicine and transmitting spiritual power, and finally uttered a note with unknown meaning.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but leaned forward, lowered his head to look at him carefully, and almost put his face on his face.

"Dongning, what do you think?" Even though Wen Yu was cold and not talkative, Zhou Yuan still tried his best to be familiar with himself, and almost lost all his pride in being a royal family.

But it wasn't all fruitless, at least he was asked about his watch name and his parents' residence.

The little girl who was boiling medicine in front of the window before saw this situation, she cleverly closed the door and quietly exited the courtyard.

Wen Dongning gathered strength for a while before he opened his eyes a slit. Before he had time to feel the world, he was swallowed by the smell of herbs in his mouth, and his whole body felt bad.

"...Water" His throat was hoarse, his voice was as small as a mosquito's cry, so soft that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuan was a monk at any rate, with good hearing, so he quickly poured a cup of warm tea and fed it to him with a spoon.

After feeding two cups of tea in this way, Wen Dongning finally diluted most of the strong herbal smell in his mouth, and his throat felt better.

Zhou Yuan was very patient. Seeing that he woke up and knew how to find water to drink, he felt that there might be some help?

"Dongning, what do you think?" He asked with concern, except that he urgently needed to recruit monks, Wen Yu really liked him, his knowledge and vision were not bad, and he didn't seem to be born in poverty at all.

In the Xuanzhen world, there has always been a saying that there are no monks from poor families.What I said is that without huge financial support, it is difficult to train a monk. Some resources, identity is the threshold, let alone buying, even if you get it by accident, you can’t keep it.

Not only did Wen Yu come from a poor family, but he also had a relationship with the Jieyuan Stone. Zhou Yuan wondered if he was lucky?

Zhou Yuan has been staring at Wen Dongning with such an ambivalence of worry, worry and joy.

Wen Dongning felt his body excitedly, it was no longer a light and light feeling, he could accept the sharp tingling in his head with pleasure.

Hearing the question just now, he struggled to open his eyes wider, and focused his blurred vision on the face close to his eyes.

He recognized Zhou Yuan, breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Very good, I didn't wear it anywhere else, at least I have an acquaintance."

The bigger surprise was that he found that he was actually sucked into Wen Yu's body and got the good figure he dreamed of.