Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

Nanmo Inner City.

The road leading to the gate has been cleaned at this moment.

The inner city wall in the city that I saw when I looked up is a standard U-shaped building, which wraps around the inner city area. It can be said to be the last line of defense, guarding the most critical area of ​​this border city.

At the same time, this U-shaped city wall is the inner city affairs office itself!

The wide city wall is full of various rooms, where the inner city elites are stationed. It looks like a military camp. When Du En came here, he saw that the people coming and going were silent and orderly, taciturn and solemn, and their steps were particularly steady and powerful.

And they are all in the foundation building stage!

If this density is the same in other areas, combined with the width of the city wall I saw when I just came here, then the overall scale should be about 5,000 people.

In addition to the various places in the inner city and the outer city, the foundation building period of the entire Nanmo border city should be maintained at 20,000 to 30,000, or even more.

Following the inner city elites through the inner city affairs office, we officially arrived at the inner city.

The aura is abundant, ethereal and elegant.

Even the wind blowing in the face makes people feel comfortable.

The real comfortable kind!

Because the quality of the spiritual energy is estimated to be as high as the fifth level!

If you practice here, even the worst low-grade spiritual roots can be 10% or 20% faster. It is really a rare treasure!

But now Du En can't stay, so he can only be escorted to one of them.

There are also many production sites in the buildings in the inner city, but the people working here are all in the foundation-building period, and the density of personnel is smaller, but they produce various finished products of the second and third levels. It can be said that it is a production area where craftsmen are concentrated.

Naturally, there is a third-level spiritual medicine garden and spiritual field area...

So.

[Hundred Arts: Seeking Spirits (Easy to Use 25/50)]

When he walked to the door of the forbidden prison, Du En was able to brush up the proficiency of seeking spirits at this stage by half by deliberately procrastinating along the way!

When he is released from prison, he will be able to achieve a small achievement in the skill of seeking spirits!

Reasonable, unexpected!

But now, we still have to go to the prison first.

Du En looked up at the prison.

The ordinary ground building looked like the entrance to a hidden bunker. There were no windows, only a door was open, and the inside was dark and deep, difficult to see from the outside.

At the same time, it was the only exception in the inner city where the spiritual energy was extremely abundant.

Because as the name suggests, it is a prison that prohibits spiritual energy and imprisoned mana!

Those imprisoned here are all foundation-building monks. They will be put in heavy shackles to imprison their mana, and their spiritual energy will be restricted to the extent that they can barely maintain their fasting.

So if you stay here for a long time, even if you are in the foundation-building stage, your cultivation will gradually deplete, until you finally fall into a lower realm, or even die!

It is also obvious that people who have lived in the city know what kind of place the inner city prison is.

Therefore, the entrance here now seems very lively.

Gao Feng ordered his subordinates to arrest people according to the list. After searching for a long time in the chaotic outer city, they finally caught all the people on the list who were not dead. Now they were stripping their clothes at the door, putting various shackles on them, and waiting in line to go to prison.

They were limp and powerless near the door. They were not used to the imprisonment of their magic power and the basic prohibition of their spiritual energy.

But even so, they still howled miserably.

"Unjust! Sir! I am really wronged!"

"Oh! Everyone who comes here is crying out for injustice. I think they won't cry until they see the coffin. Go in!"

"Damn it! You should follow the rules! Why can you arrest people for no reason without evidence!"

"Rules? Evidence? The rules and evidence of the prison are that you go in!"

"I shed blood for the border city! I sold my life for the steward! You can't do this! I want to see the steward! I want to see the steward!"

"The steward's meaning is very clear, you go in obediently!"

The elite of the inner city is responsible for arresting people and stripping their property and magic power, while the jailers of the prison are responsible for dragging, kicking and kicking people into the prison.

No matter what they said, the jailers' faces did not change. The louder they shouted, the more violent their actions became. Some people had several bones broken.

The dark and opaque door was like a real hell. Once you enter, no sound can be heard.

Du En stopped at this time and looked at the team of inner city elites who were just nervous because of his procrastination.

"So, there is really nothing else? I mean, I don't have to be stripped of my belongings, leaving only my underwear, nor do I have to be imprisoned in magic power and put on various shackles..."

"Yes, that's right. As long as the suspicion of you, Patrol Guard Du, is found out later, you will be released naturally, so of course these measures are not needed."

For this situation, the captain of the inner city elite team was also a big girl getting married, the first time!

So, he was a little hesitant when answering at this moment, and he couldn't keep his style.

So Du En nodded slightly and stepped into the prison.

When the jailers saw this "master" coming, they all lowered their heads and pretended not to see it. Only an old prison head came up and led him into the prison with a polite attitude.

Duan took a glance to estimate the strength of this group of people, and then carefully felt the structural strength, protective measures and so on of this forbidden prison. If a conflict really broke out, he was sure that they could still escape, so he followed them in calmly.

"Your room is this, a separate one. Don't mind their noise. If you have any other needs, as long as it's not excessive and does not exceed the basic rules of the prison, we can arrange it for you. I hope you can live in peace."

The old prison boss is really good at lying. He can say this without changing his expression and his attitude is very good.

Du En looked up at the front. In this dim and lightless prison, there were cells one after another. The style was no different from ordinary cells, and most of them were large.

Those who were arrested before him were now scattered and thrown into different multi-person cells.

The old prisoners didn't make any waves at first, but when Du En came in, they couldn't help but stare.

Because he was dressed normally, without all kinds of shackles, and followed by the old prison boss, like an inspector.

Then, they watched Du En being sent to a single room somewhere in the innermost part. They unconsciously leaned over the fence to watch, but could only see a little bit.

I couldn't help but be curious!

What is going on?

"What are you looking at? If you look again, I will beat you blind!"

The old jailer locked the door, turned around and showed his true form, and walked towards them fiercely, frightening the prisoners to retreat, and each of them covered their faces with their unkempt hair and shrank their bodies to avoid being recognized and beaten.

If he said he would beat his eyes blind, he really would!

Anyway, with the toughness of the body in the foundation-building period, even if the eyeballs were really gouged out in this situation, it would almost grow back in a few years.

Even if the cultivation was already in danger, it would accelerate the collapse and disintegration!

In the past, the jailers treated them as they said, and they were ruthless, and the older they were, the bloodier their hands were.

But today, after all, a "master" had just arrived, and the chief steward personally gave orders and instructions, so the old jailer did not perform any bloody performances right away, but just knocked on the railings and gradually walked away.

Creaking~

The gate leading to the outside world of the prison was closed from the inside by the jailers.

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