Chapter 892: Tiansha’s Prison Suppressing Technique

"as you wish."

As Chen Yang said, he slowly withdrew his fist, knelt down and wiped Xiong Pi's clothes slowly.

Xiong Pi's eyes were wide open, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and a long-lost fear emerged in his heart.

Not far away from it, the two record officials were obviously unable to move, but their bodies were still shaking like chaff. They never imagined that Chen Yang, who greeted them with a smiling face on weekdays, had such a fierce side .

"I, I... would like to follow Captain Chenyang... No, City Lord Chenyang!" The round-faced recorder was the first to shout.

"I would also like to follow the Lord of Chenyang..." The square-faced recorder followed closely behind.

"I would like to..."

"I would also like to..."

A satisfied smile appeared in Chen Yang's eyes, and he walked to Mou Lin's side, bent down, and asked with a smile:

"Friend Mou, what do you say?"

"I, I am willing..." Mou Lin sighed and said.

"Haha, you are willing, but I am not." Chen Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and without warning, he raised his fist and smashed it on his head.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang".

Mou Lin's head cracked at the sound, bursting open like a ripe watermelon.

The hall returned to silence again, and everyone's fear was magnified to the extreme at this moment.

Those who have already surrendered cannot escape death.

"Chen Daoist, kill if you want, why do you have to tease us like this?" At this time, the one-horned man suddenly said.

"Hehe, it seems that there are still people who are not afraid of death." Chen Yang turned his eyes to look at that person, and said.

"Death is certainly scary, but it's not worth dying for being teased by you like this." The unicorn said frankly.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Xuanyuanxing, right?" Chen Yang looked at the man, raised his eyebrows, and asked.

"It's rare that Fellow Daoist Chen knows this vulgar name." The one-horned man said flatly.

"Very good. From now on, you will be in charge of the patrolling of Qingyang City that Mou Lin will be in charge of." Chen Yang nodded and said.

Hearing the words, the one-horned man couldn't help being taken aback.

Others in the hall also thought that they had misheard the words, and they were all puzzled.

"Mu Lin has a vicious heart, and he called everyone to kill me just now. He is really a wolf. I can't keep him. As long as the rest of them are willing to be loyal to me, they can all survive." Chen Yang said loudly.

"I am willing to be loyal to the Lord of Chenyang." The round-faced recorder shouted first.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people also shouted, and the sound was like a tide for a while.

...

In the side hall next door.

"Chenyang's combination of kindness and power makes it just right. In this way, even if these people still have two hearts, I'm afraid they won't dare to make mistakes." Han Li said thoughtfully.

"It's not over yet..." Gu Qianxun said with a smile.

"Oh?" Han Li was taken aback.

...

In the main hall, the voice of swearing allegiance gradually died down, but it was Chen Yang who raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

He walked up to Xiong Pi, bent down to look at him, and asked with a smile:

"I survived a catastrophe, but what do you want to say?"

"Chen Daoist... No, Morning City Lord. You know me. I am different from Mu Lin. I have no ambitions. I surrender to you sincerely." Xiong Pi said with his lips trembling like a frightened bird.

"Well, it's still a heartfelt statement." Chen Yang nodded and said.

Xiong Pi felt at ease when he heard the words, and when he was about to speak, he heard Chen Yang continue: "However, just in case, it is better to use some means. After all, restraint means are more reliable than verbal oaths."

After finishing speaking, he took out a black stone bottle from his sleeve, placed it on Xiong Pi's chest, and opened the bottle.

A three-inch long black centipede slowly crawled out of it, crawled in along the collar of his shirt, easily gnawed through their skin, and got in.

"Black Robber..."

Xiong Pi groaned in his heart, but he didn't dare to complain, and could only close his eyes helplessly.

Others are no different from fish on the chopping board, so naturally they dare not disobey in the slightest.

With a wave of Chen Yang's palm, the young man with tattoos and others took out a black stone bottle from their sleeves, and planted the black robbing insects into the people lying on the ground.

"I believe that everyone is familiar with the black robber, so I don't need to say more about its efficacy? Now that Du Qingyang is dead, I am the only one who can solve the black robber. If there is someone who makes great contributions in the future, I will I will help him get rid of this bug." Chen Yang glanced at the crowd and said.

Those people were still collapsed on the ground at this moment, so naturally they could only let the black robber entangle themselves in their hearts, and said "yes" one after another.

A battle for the throne finally came to an end, and Chen Yang got his wish and ascended to the position of city lord.

However, since several hunting teams had not yet returned, Chen Yang did not hold the ceremony immediately, but kept the changes in the city a secret, planning to hold the enthronement ceremony after they were all cleaned up.

After that, it is only necessary to distribute a generous gift from Du Qingyang's treasury to Xuancheng, and Chen Yang can become the genuine and justifiable Lord of Qingyang City.

Han Li was not interested in all of this, and returned to his residence in Xuandou Field that night.

In the whole changing situation, although he was at the core of the storm, he was hiding behind Chen Yang like Gu Qianxun, so except for Chen Yang and Xie Taoist, everyone else did not know that they were in this battle for the throne , what role did it play.

Originally, according to Chen Yang's intention, they planned to take Han Li and two out of Xuandou Field and let them stay in Qingyang City as secret guests, but they both refused.

Gu Qianxun, like Han Li, chose to stay in the Xuandou Field temporarily with his original identity.

After Han Li verified again from Chen Yang, he found that Zi Ling had indeed never been in Qingyang City, so he planned to stay for a while before leaving.

It's just that before leaving, he still has some things to confirm about Taoist Xie.

At night, Han Li's room was brightly lit. He was sitting cross-legged on a corner of the stone bed, holding the three-headed and six-armed demon statue in his hand, looking over and over again.

I saw a flash between his brows, and a ray of crystal light shot out from it, submerging into the relief.

The black relief was immediately the same as before, with hands and feet dancing and posing in those twelve strange poses, and behind it appeared strange characters that he didn't recognize.

After watching for a while, Han Li's brows became more and more serious, and his expression became serious.

At this moment, there was a knocking sound outside the stone gate.

Han Li frowned, got up and opened the heavy stone door, and the figure outside the door walked in.

"Fellow Daoist Xie, what the hell are you doing?" Han Li closed the stone door, looked at the familiar figure, and asked.

"I don't have much time, let's get down to business first." Taoist Xie turned around, looked at Han Li, and said solemnly.

Han Li looked at the Taoist Xie in front of him. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat. He just felt that this person in front of him suddenly became a little strange. He was different from the Taoist Xie he knew before. Not quite the same either.

"Have you checked the statue with your divine sense?" Daoist Xie asked as his eyes fell on the statue in Han Li's hand.

Han Li nodded, but did not speak.

"Your power of divine sense far exceeds that of Du Qingyang. He can only vaguely see the movement of the statue, but you should be able to see the words appearing inside?" Daoist Xie continued.

"The statue has a total of twelve postures, and there will be twelve paragraphs of text corresponding to it, but I don't know it." Han Li said.

"The name of this statue is 'Heavenly Fiend Statue'. It is an ancient deity that has been believed in for a long time in the Demon Realm. It has long been lost. The text recorded in the statue is also an ancient text that has been lost. 'Xuan Wen'." Taoist Xie nodded and said quickly.

"Xuanwen..." Han Li muttered to himself, frowning slightly after hearing this.

"The Xuanwen content contained in the statue is a profound body training method called "Tiansha Suppressing Prison Art". This exercise has a total of twelve layers, and all the exercises in the first three layers are all It's in this statue." Daoist Xie continued.

"Since you asked me to choose this statue, then there must be something unique about this "Tiansha Suppressing Prison Art", right?" Han Li asked with a thought.

"Those seemingly gorgeous kung fu classics can only be completed by opening more than three hundred profound orifices at most. The Tiansha Prison Suppressing Art is different, and can open four hundred and fifty profound orifices." Daoist Xie said.

"Four hundred and fifty profound orifices?" Han Li frowned, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

"It is to cultivate the three levels of exercises in one statue, and you can open up 450 profound orifices. If you can find the other three statues and complete the twelve levels of exercises, you can open 1,800 profound orifices. Taoist Xie said calmly, his expression unchanged.

When Han Li heard this, his heart was shaken and he was speechless for a long time.

"The reason why you choose this exercise is that there is another more important benefit, that is, when you practice this exercise, you need to refine a kind of power of the blood of the true spirit every time you practice it to help you penetrate the profound orifices. If others practice this technique, they will probably take great risks due to the conflict of true spirit blood in their bodies. But you are different, you have already refined many true spirit blood through "The Twelve Changes of Awakening Insects", and can make If they coexist harmoniously, the risk of practicing this skill will be much smaller." Taoist Xie continued.

"The power of the true spirit blood...preliminary refining? What does this mean?" Han Li frowned, as if thinking of something, and asked.

"It literally means that your refining of the blood of the true spirit is only a superficial method when you are in the spirit world. There is a high-level refining method in this Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppressing Art, which allows you to completely refine the original blood in your body. The power of the true spirit blood. It will not only help you penetrate the profound orifice, but also make your blood more powerful." Daoist Xie explained.

"I see." Han Li nodded and said after listening.

"Now, I'll start teaching you how to recognize Xuanwen. I don't have much time, so let's start." Taoist Xie walked a few steps and said.

Without waiting for Han Li to agree, he began to talk to him with his spiritual thoughts.