I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess

What are you doing? Xiao Ran looked at them.

The two female ghosts looked terrified, struggling to stand up, and still lying on the ground after moving for a long time.

This person has a high cultivation base, hurry up and call Sister Qian here. A female ghost said.

Another female ghost nodded hurriedly.

The two ghosts opened their mouths at the same time, and a special cry came out, which spread around.

A huge momentum enveloped the room.

The temperature dropped to freezing point in an instant, the wind whistled, the tables and chairs automatically without wind, and a creepy voice sounded.

The ghosts rolled, and a female ghost manifested in front of the two of them.

Wearing a red bridal dress, embroidered shoes, quite quiet.

This son, do you think they are too ugly and want the slave family to accompany you? The red-clothed female ghost smiled shyly.

Ghost power transformed into a unique charm, rushing towards Xiao Ran.

Chi!

The golden light rippling, breaking her charm.

You used the wrong person. Xiao Ran said.

The red-clothed female ghost's expression changed, and the majestic ghost aura rolled around, forming a huge aura, transforming the room into a ghost realm, and said coldly, Shame on your face!

It turned into a red afterimage and rushed towards Xiao Ran.

The five fingers were raised and turned into bones. The terrifying ghost power filled the palm of his hand, and with a tyrannical suction force, he grabbed his head fiercely.

Come here! Xiao Ran slapped his palm mercilessly.

Break her bones, slap her on the head, and slap her on the ground.

Step on her head and press her face to the ground.

There are ghosts? Xiao Ran asked.

Let go of me! The female ghost in red struggled violently.

Grandmaster Yazhong's Taoism can't be turned up by a little wave.

The two female ghosts were startled and fled outside.

Where to? Xiao Ran nodded.

Two golden beams shot out, chasing after the two ghosts one after the other, and solving them.

Daoxing is too low, even the golden book of good fortune can't be seen.

Don't kill me, I'm from a thousand-year-old grandmother. The red-clothed female ghost reported herself.

Where is she? Xiao Ran asked.

Grandma will arrive in the capital in three days.

Oh. Xiao Ran responded.

One kick knocked her out.

The golden book of good fortune emerged, introducing her personal information and the crimes she had committed.

Chunfangyuan stayed for a month and absorbed the yang energy of no less than 200 people.

The golden page rotates, showing three things, fifty thousand proficiency, five years of martial arts cultivation, and five years of soul cultivation.

Add the 50,000 proficiency to the Phoenix Xuanyuan swordsmanship.

Property refresh.

Phoenix Xuanyuan swordsmanship: a little success

It is still 195 years away from breaking through to the second level of the Xuanzong Realm.

The spiritual master's cultivation has also gone a step further, and it only takes 145 years to break through again.

out of the room.

Little Wednesday people came out refreshed.

The footsteps are a bit sluggish, and the shaking is very strong.

Brother Xiao made you spend money, I will treat you tomorrow night. Xiao Zhou said.

Look at what you guys look like, after you go back, you should get some supplements first. Xiao Ran said.

Paid.

After leaving Chunfangyuan, separated from the three of them, and returned to Jingwenfang's home.

dawn.

Chen's courtyard.

Chen Wenheng put away his righteousness, hurriedly left the room, and woke his father from his sleep.

Dad, hurry up and give me twenty thousand taels.

Father Chen glared angrily: Go away!

I realize Haoran's righteousness. Chen Wenheng released Haoran's righteousness.

The golden aura of righteousness rushed out from the top of his head.

The golden light illuminates the room, and the aura of justice and sacredness falls on the person, expelling negative emotions and relaxing the mind.

you you……

Give me the money quickly. Chen Wenheng interrupted him.

Why do you want money?

It's too late to explain to you, it's too late if you go late.

Go to the cashier to get it yourself.

As soon as Father Chen finished speaking, Chen Wenheng rushed out.

After taking 20,000 taels, I rushed to Qingyuan Bookstore excitedly.

The shopkeeper hadn't opened the door yet, so he couldn't wait any longer and slapped the door: Hurry up and open the door.

about a few minutes.

The shopkeeper scolded and walked out from the inside. When he opened the door, he saw Chen Wenheng. The sleepiness dissipated, and the person was awake.

The two paintings are still there? Chen Wenheng hurriedly asked.

Didn't you come to withdraw from the painting?

I'm here to buy paintings.

Oh... The shopkeeper's heart relaxed.

Eyes rolled: The two paintings are still there, but they can't be sold to you at yesterday's price, the original price.

It's 20,000 taels, hurry up and give it to me. Chen Wenheng shoved the silver note.

Wait until he gets the painting and leaves.

The shopkeeper looked at the silver note in his hand, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't feel his head: Could this nerd have broken his head because of reading?

Feeling uneasy again, I wrote a letter and posted it on the wall: The goods are out of the store, and they will not be returned.

Longyuan Academy.

Chen Wenheng released Haoran's righteousness, rushed into the academy, and found his teacher Wen Fuxian.

A generation of great Confucianism, comprehending the righteousness of Haoran, stepped into cultivation with this, and it took ten years to break through to the third level of the great master.

Teacher, I realize that Haoran is righteous. Chen Wenheng shouted and rushed into the room.

Wen Fu first had the habit of drinking morning tea. He almost choked on the morning tea when he called him so.

Staring angrily, just about to blame him, looking at the righteousness of his body, Huo Di stood up.

It shouldn't be! With your talent, you will never be able to comprehend Haoran's righteousness in this life.

Teacher, you said a few days ago that as long as you work hard, you will realize Haoran's righteousness sooner or later.

Wen Fu was at a loss for words and slandered one sentence. I was to comfort you.

Tell me the process of comprehending Haoran's righteousness carefully.

Chen Wenheng said truthfully.

After listening to his words, Wen Fu first asked, What about painting?

Chen Wenheng took out the two paintings in his arms, he couldn't wait to open it, and looked at the big sword and the sun.

With his attainments, it can be seen at a glance that these two paintings must be from a generation of saints, and the painting skills are at least superb, or even return to the basics.

Ten thousand two? Wen Fu asked first.

Well. Chen Wenheng nodded.

It's 20,000 taels. These two paintings belong to me.

Teacher, you...

Wen Fuxian's face was solemn, This painting is extraordinary. A painting can make a person realize the righteousness of Haoran. You have already realized the righteousness of Haoran, and they are useless to you.

Seeing him hesitant to say anything, he comforted him: Your credit is indispensable. I will report to the dean of Ming Ming later, and pass on your heroic and righteous song.

Thank you, teacher. Chen Wenheng was excited.

This matter is of great importance. You must not let other academies know that you are now guarding at Qingyuan Bookstore, and there are still such paintings. How much is required, Qian Xue Palace will reimburse you.

Well. Chen Wenheng responded.

Holding two paintings, Wen Fuxian hurriedly left the room and rushed towards the dean.

Heaven Prison.

Xiao Ran came in from outside and stood in the hall.

Depressed atmosphere.

The jailers are here.

The school captain said with a cold face: These sects are getting more and more presumptuous. They don't take the imperial court in their eyes, and they commit chaos because of their high cultivation. Later, a group of criminals will be imprisoned, and various punishments will be given to them first. .

(For collections, for tickets, Xiaobai wants everything, not picky eaters (o°ω°o).)