Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

With all kinds of news coming back, Chen Ge can be sure that the Tianxingmen will be even more chaotic than it is now.

But these are none of his business.

Along the way, passing by the attics, I bumped into many disciples, walked through a forest path, and zigzagged forward.

Finally stopped in front of a mountain peak.

"Black Mountain Prison?"

Chen Ge looked up at the gate at the foot of the mountain. There was a gold-plated plaque hanging on it, with four big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes, penetrating three points into the wood.

"Could it be that Lin Chen was imprisoned here?"

He looked inside in confusion.

Inside the mountain gate is a long staircase, which seems to be made of some kind of strange stone, neat and smooth.

There are open-air prisons one after another on both sides, in which some unkempt and ashen-faced monks are detained.

They were Zhang Xi, looking up at the sky, with despair in their eyes.

It is said to be an open-air prison, but to put it simply, it is an iron cage. These prisoners are stretched and ragged, and they are imprisoned like a dog.

It is not known how long he was detained.

Yuxuan and Deacon Feng stopped in their tracks, looked up, and hesitated.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Ge coughed twice and didn't speak, but he was signaling the two to take him in quickly.

"Follow me!" Yuxuan looked back at Chen Ge, then stepped into the mountain gate and walked towards the long staircase.

There are also monks stationed under the gate at the foot of the mountain.

But seeing that it was two deacons, they didn't stop them.

Among them, Deacon Feng is also a frequent visitor to Jianlao Peak in Heishan, often running back and forth with a pitch-black wooden box in his hand.

As for what they are doing, they, the disciples who guard the gate, don't know.

Putting the head of the Lin family under house arrest is a big deal in the Great Wilderness.

These monks with low cultivation and low status naturally couldn't catch the wind, so as not to expose the matter.

Once word spreads, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Tianxingmen of the Lin family didn't take it seriously, mainly because the Lord of the Wilderness would make them a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

Therefore, the matter of Lin Shen's house arrest is absolutely confidential.

Chen Ge followed the two of them all the way up the mountain, stepping up a series of steps.

On the way, Chen Ge frowned and scanned the open-air prisons on both sides of the stairs.

awful!
One word, miserable.

The prisoners in the iron prison are neither human nor ghost, and they are not much different from beggars begging on the street.

"Elder Yu Feng!"

At this time, a gray-haired figure appeared on the stairs, blocking them. Yu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and then he pretended to be calm and greeted them.

This old monster is the elder of the Black Mountain Prison, who guards here specially.

This person's name is Gong Li, and his cultivation base is at the first stage of the fusion stage.

"Hmm... Yuxuan, Fengmi, what are you two doing here?"

Gong Li's cloudy old eyes swept around the three people present, his eyes narrowed into a slit, looking very shrewd.

"Reporting to the elder, the disciple behind us has violated the rules of the sect, so we specially brought him to the Black Mountain Peak." Yuxuan froze for a moment, and immediately said foolishly.

"Really?" Gong Li stared at Chen Gezai with lightning-fast eyes and scanned around carefully.

"Really!" Feng Zhi said angrily, "It's because this son is not good at guarding, so that the Juxiang Pavilion was broken into by thieves, and the cauldron in the Tianlu room and the Jiuxuan Tianhuo in the furnace were lost."

Hearing the sound, Chen Ge nodded secretly, and the two deacons were pretty good at it.

In a blink of an eye, he arranged his life experience clearly.

Not a mortal, it seems strange to come to this Black Mountain.

Thinking about it, Chen Ge still pretended to be embarrassed, lowered his head, and acted like a wronged disciple.

"go in!"

Gong Li pondered for a moment, and then waved his hand to let the three of them continue to walk up the stairs and rush towards the mountainside.

But Deacon Feng and Yuxuan had just bypassed Gong Li, Chen Ge followed closely behind, and within a few steps, they suddenly heard the elder Gong Li humming.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Gong Li glanced at Chen Ge, a pair of cloudy old eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Why haven't I seen you before!" Gong Li stared at Chen Ge and asked.

"Reporting to the elder, this disciple has just entered the school not long ago, and was recently entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Deacon Yu, but it is a pity that the disciple's cultivation base is shallow and he cannot stop the thief. This caused a big mistake, and the disciple is willing to be punished."

Chen Ge burst into tears, and the performance was lifelike.

Yuxuan and Deacon Feng looked at each other, a little annoyed in their hearts, they didn't expect that the thief's play was so good!

Are you still superficial?

Are you a new student?

Are you still willing to be punished?

The two had mixed feelings in their hearts, and at the same time, a thought appeared in their hearts at the same time.

Right now, the thief was extremely strong when he threatened them, but now he is showing weakness when he bumps into Elder Gong, if they expose the matter, Elder Gong might be able to directly suppress this son?

As soon as this thought came out, there was a gleam in the eyes of both of them.

If this is the case, then the two of them will not be charged with leaking sect secrets, and they will not have to escape from Tianxingmen.

Even if they are at fault, they can make up for it.

You know, Chen Ge is the chief culprit who stole countless herbs from Tianshan Peak and stole the sky furnace room.

If this son is surrendered, maybe they can still be forgiven by the sect master?

Thinking about it, the two became more and more excited, and the expressions on their faces changed accordingly.

"Yuxuan, Fengmi, what he said is the truth?" The elder palace secretary was dubious, staring at Chen Ge and asking.

Something is wrong!
The palace secretary sensed something was wrong.

But something was wrong, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Return, report to the elder..."

Feng Mi hesitated to speak at this time, he was thinking whether to continue to deceive the palace secret, or to explain the matter directly.

And just as he was hesitating, Chen Ge shouted loudly, stepped forward and turned his finger into a sword finger, and stabbed directly at the eyebrow of the palace secretary: "Sword Forest Hell!"

snort!
The sword finger directly pierced the head of this old monster, Elder Gong Li, and inserted it along the forehead, and a smear of blood shot out from it.

fast!
Chen Ge's movements are extremely proficient, flowing, and as fast as lightning.

The Sword Forest Hell Sword Art is even more ferocious.

The moment the sword finger pierced Gong Li's forehead, an artistic conception that only the old monster could see instantly covered him.

So much so that he died and it's unclear what happened.

Before dying, Gong Li's eyes were blurred, and all he saw was the boundless Purgatory.

He was in the hell of the sword forest, surrounded by darkness, lonely souls and wild ghosts dangled in his eyes, interspersed in the sword forest.

And at this moment, he sensed something was wrong, he only felt a pain in his forehead.

It's a pity that in this short moment, Chen Ge took a step back and drew some blood soul banners out of the ring.

Another swipe.

While the blood soul banner was unfolding, a soul of the old monster Gong Li was sucked out from the Tianling Gai, and then irresistibly absorbed by the soul banner.