There is No Bottleneck In My Practice

  Chapter 63 Ten more health-preserving exercises! (Seek to follow up)

  Kyoto, sky prison.

  At this moment, the head of Tian Prison is leading the way with a flattering face, "His Royal Highness, the prisoner Xiao Rang is in front of Prison B, follow me."

  Original officials like Xiao Ren who were demoted to the Tian Prison would be placed in the Class A Prison, but whoever in the Tian Prison is not a human being, put him directly in the Class B Prison with harsh conditions.

  When Ye An saw Xiao Rang, he found that in just a few days, the other party was no longer what he used to be, like an old beggar, with a sour smell all over his body.

But Ye An didn't care about it, he even squatted in front of the prison door, as if admiring a work of art, seeing Xiao Rang's painful expression was extremely satisfied, the prison head next to him couldn't help but take a small step back when he saw this .

  Xiao Rang felt the light dim at this time, and after seeing Ye An clearly, he backed away in fright, covered his face with his hands, and kept yelling "Don't come over".

  For some reason, seeing this situation, Ye An lost the slightest interest. Now Xiao Rang is no longer the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, but an old beggar waiting to die.

   "I don't know the prison head's name?"

  The head of the prison was still hiding aside, afraid of hearing something he shouldn't have heard, but when he saw Ye An suddenly turned around and asked himself, he was surprised for a moment.

   "The younger one's surname is Zhou, His Highness can call the younger one Lao Zhou."

   "Old Zhou? Xiao Wang has always heard that there is a yamen servant named Zhou in the sky prison, known as the blood prison old devil. No matter what martial arts master is imprisoned, he will bow his head and bow his head.

  When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. Xiao Wang admires martial arts masters the most, and Master Xuankong is the existence I look up to the most.

   I don’t know if Zhou prison head can show me the martial arts masters locked in the sky prison, and let me see what they look like? "

  Old Zhou heard this without any hesitation, nodded and agreed, turned around with Ye An and walked to the other side, "It is their blessing that His Royal Highness can look at them."

  However, the environment of the dungeon this time is much worse than before. It can be said that the sky is dark, and Lao Zhou can only see clearly with a torch.

  Lao Zhou unconsciously had a smug tone at this time, "His Royal Highness, this is a giant thief who is known as running across the three states.

  Ye An saw that the other party was a prisoner whose kneecap had been dug out.

   "This is the gangster Zhang San. He has fought all over the south of the Yangtze River with his hard work. He is a peerless master at the Ninth Level of Acquired Realm. Unfortunately, he will be executed in half a month."

  …

   After introducing several notorious and vicious martial arts masters, Ye An seemed to inadvertently ask: "I heard that a few days ago, I caught a remnant of the Wusheng Sect, can I go and have a look?

  Old Zhou, you also know that I was framed by the Wusheng Sect and wandered outside for twenty years. The hatred in my heart is beyond words, you see..."

  Old Zhou naturally knew the story of Princess Ping'an entering Jinzhou City to welcome Ye An back decades ago, so he immediately led the way.

   "My lord, please come with the villain."

   Not long after, they turned a few corners and went down several floors of prisons. They finally came to a prison made of fine steel.

  Ye An's face was stern at this time, and he even pulled out a snake whip. Lao Zhou didn't see anything, but took a few steps back.

  However, before turning around, he said, "His Royal Highness, Dali Temple will interrogate him tomorrow, I hope you let him breathe."

   After Lao Zhou finished speaking, he retreated to the corner. Ye An couldn't help but nodded, thinking in his heart that the other party really deserved to be the blood prison old devil, with good eyesight.

  The elder of Wushengjiao in the prison didn't open his eyes at all at this time, maybe because he was just locked in, so he kept it tidy.

  Ye An didn't dare to get too close. Although the other party was handcuffed by fine steel chains, he would not be stupid, and then just threw out with a whip.

   "You and the remnants of the inanimate cult dare to plot against this king. If it weren't for this king's destiny, how could he return to the capital alive?"

   Clap clap!

  Each whip left the elder Wushengjiao's flesh and blood ripped apart, but the other party didn't even hum, but not long after, his eyes suddenly opened.

   "When I personally go to the Daming Lake and the white lotus blooms, it will be the day when your Lifeless Cult will be destroyed."

Seeing the other party's reaction, Ye An silently repeated the eight words with his lips, and then he turned his head and said to Old Zhou: "Head Zhou, I can't get rid of the anger in my heart, and I don't want to cause trouble for you. Go away for a while, and I promise he won't die."

  Old Zhou smiled, and then exited the prison without much thought, leaving Ye An to continue beating the elder of Wushengjiao, but he was close to the cell at this time.

   "Tell me what you want to bring, that old guy Chen Sheng is in a hurry."

  Hearing this, the elder of Wushengjiao didn't hesitate, and said something softly from his mouth. Ye An was taken aback when he heard the words, but after going through his mind to confirm that it was correct, he continued to whip and scold.

   After a while, he stopped and left, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the words of the elder Wu Shengjiao, but the other party believed him directly. What is the origin of the eight-character code?

  Old Zhou was still courteous outside the door at this time. After seeing Ye An leave, he deliberately went back outside the Prison of Wushengjiao Elder, and left after confirming that there was nothing special.

   At this time, the expressionless elder Wu Shengjiao, even though his skin was bruised, but the corners of his mouth raised, his task was considered completed.

  …

  Jingxinzhai.

  Ye An and Wu Sheng taught how Liang Sheng didn't care at all. After finding out Chen Sheng's stronghold that night, he didn't take any action.

  The people in the Wusheng Cult are indeed cunning, and he forcibly traveled half of the capital before returning to his real stronghold.

  If it wasn't for his own innate realm, I'm afraid he would have lost the other party, but who would have thought that the innate kingdom existed and would secretly follow the other party himself?

  Liang Sheng did this just to be on the safe side. He would not take the initiative to contact Ye An and the Wushengjiao's plan. After knowing the opponent's stronghold, he left without any action.

  When the store opened today, the business of Lao Zhang’s steamed stuffed bun shop was still not very good. He hadn’t bought any books from his bookstore for several days.

  Looking at Lao Zhang cursing in the shop, Liang Sheng didn't take it seriously. At this moment, a groom pulled a cart of books and stopped in front of Jingxin Zhai.

   "Treasurer Liang, the book you want has arrived."

   "Thank you very much."

  Because this matter has been arranged long ago, the servants at home have been waiting in the bookstore today. When they saw a truckload of books coming, they quickly began to arrange them according to the type of books.

  Liang Sheng was also thankful that he didn't save money, and he was only a servant who could read and write, otherwise he would have spent more effort today.

   Then Liang Sheng took the specially prepared package from the groom, who winked at him at this moment.

   "Treasurer Liang, although you are still young, you can avoid going to some fireworks places, they are places that bite people's bones."

  The other party's ambiguous eyes are understood by men, and Liang Sheng just laughed at this. After the money and goods were cleared, Liang Sheng lay on the recliner.

  The few books in his hand were surprisingly health-preserving exercises. As expected of the capital, Liang Sheng even searched for ten more unorthodox health-preserving exercises.

  After Xiantian, his cultivation progress became slower and slower. Liang Sheng naturally thought of other ways to do this, and it was impossible to waste time.

   During this trip to Kyoto, ten new health-preserving exercises have been added, which is not a loss!

  (end of this chapter)