Chapter 402: Going to Black Mountain Prison

But these are none of Chen Ge's business.

Along the way, he passed by a row of attics, bumped into many disciples, and passed through a forest path, winding forward.

Finally, he 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 gilded plaque on it, with four large characters written in a dragon-like and phoenix-like style.

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

He looked inside in confusion.

Inside the mountain gate, there was a long staircase, which seemed to be made of some strange stone, neat and smooth.

On both sides, there were open-air prisons, in which some unkempt and gray-faced monks were detained.

They looked up at the sky with despair in their eyes.

To put it simply, it is an open-air prison. These prisoners are in iron cages, ragged and imprisoned like dogs.

It is unknown how long they have been detained.

Yuxuan and Feng Deacon stopped, looked up and stared, a little hesitant.

"Ahem..."

Chen Ge coughed twice, but did not speak, but signaled the two to take him in quickly.

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

There were also monks stationed at the gate at the foot of the mountain.

But seeing that they were two deacons, they did not stop them.

Among them, Feng Deacon was a frequent visitor to the Black Mountain Prison Peak, often running back and forth with a black wooden box in his hand.

As for what he did, the disciples who guarded the gate did not know.

It was a big deal in the Great Wilderness to imprison the head of the Lin family.

These low-level cultivators naturally could not get wind of the news, so as to avoid the matter being exposed.

Once the news spread, the consequences would be disastrous.

The Lin family Tianxing Sect did not take it seriously, mainly because the Lord of the Great Wilderness would make them a thorn in the eyes and flesh of the Lord of the Great Wilderness.

Therefore, the house arrest of Lin Shen was kept absolutely confidential.

Chen Ge followed the two of them all the way up the mountain, stepping on the stairs.

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

Miserable!

In one word, miserable.

The prisoners in the iron prison were neither human nor ghost, and there was not much difference between them and the beggars begging on the street.

"Elder Yu Feng!"

At this time, a white-haired figure appeared on the stairs and blocked them. Yuxuan's heart skipped a beat, and then he pretended to be calm and greeted him.

This old monster was the elder of the Black Mountain Prison, who was specially guarding this place.

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

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

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

"Reporting to the elder, the disciple we brought behind us violated the sect rules, so we specially brought him to the Black Mountain Peak." Yuxuan was stunned and immediately fooled.

"Really?" Gong Li's eyes were like lightning, staring at Chen Ge and scanning him carefully.

"Really!" Feng Zhiyi said angrily: "It was because this boy was not guarding well that the Juxiang Pavilion was broken into by thieves, and the tripod furnace in the Tianlu room and the Nine Mysterious Heavenly Fire in the furnace were lost."

Hearing this, Chen Ge nodded secretly. These two deacons are quite capable.

In a blink of an eye, they arranged their life experience clearly.

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

Although he thought about it, Chen Ge still pretended to be embarrassed, lowered his head, and acted like a disciple who had made a mistake.

"Go in!"

Gong Li pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and asked the three of them to continue walking up the stairs and rushing towards the mountainside.

But just as Deacon Feng and Yuxuan bypassed Gong Li, Chen Ge followed closely behind them. After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard the snort of Elder Gong Li again.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Gong Li glanced at Chen Ge, his turbid old eyes flashed with brilliance, and no one knew what he was thinking.

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

"Reporting to the elder, I have just entered the sect not long ago. Recently, Deacon Yu entrusted me with an important task, but unfortunately, my cultivation is shallow and I can't stop the thief, which led to a big mistake. I am willing to be punished."

Chen Ge cried and acted vividly.

Deacon Yuxuan and Deacon Feng looked at each other, feeling a little annoyed. They didn't expect that the thief acted so well!

You are still a shallow cultivator?

You are still a new disciple?

Are you willing to be punished?

The two of them had mixed feelings, and at the same time, they all had a thought in their minds.

This thief was so strong when he threatened them, but now he showed weakness when he ran into Elder Gong. If they exposed the matter, Elder Gong might be able to suppress this boy directly?

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

If this was true, then the two of them would not have to bear the crime of leaking the sect's secrets, and they would not have to flee the Tianxing Sect.

Even if they made mistakes, they could make up for their mistakes.

You know, Chen Ge was the culprit who stole countless herbs from Tianshan Peak and stole the Tianlu Room.

If they could subdue this boy, they might be able to be forgiven by the sect master?

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

"Yuxuan, Fengmi, is what he said true?" Elder Gongmi asked, half believing and half doubting, staring at Chen Ge intently.

Something is wrong!

Gongmi noticed something was wrong.

But that was not right, and he could not figure it out for a while.

"Report, report to the elder..."

Feng Mi was a little hesitant at this time. He was thinking whether to continue to deceive Gong Mi or to tell the truth directly.

And just as he was hesitating, Chen Ge shouted, took a step forward and turned his finger into a sword finger, and stabbed directly at Gong Mi's forehead: "Sword Forest Hell!"

With a swish!

The sword finger pierced through the head of the old monster Gong Li, and inserted it along the forehead, and a trace of blood spurted out from it.

Quick!

Chen Ge's movements were extremely skillful, smooth, and as fast as lightning.

The Sword Forest Hell Sword Art was even more ferocious.

The moment the sword finger pierced Gong Li's forehead, a state of mind that only the old monster could see instantly covered it.

So that he died without knowing what happened.

Before he died, the old monster Gong Li's eyes were blurred, and all he saw was the endless purgatory.

He was in the hell of the sword forest, surrounded by darkness, and ghosts were wandering in his eyes, weaving in and out of the sword forest.

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

Unfortunately, in this short moment, Chen Ge had already stepped back and led the blood soul flag out of the ring.

Then he waved it fiercely.

When the blood soul flag was waved, a soul of the old monster Gong Li was sucked out from the top of his head, and then irresistibly absorbed by the soul flag.