Chapter 1574 Return to the Lower Realm ( ) On the top of a dangerous peak that towers into the sky, dozens of monks guard a nine-story pagoda. The tower is surrounded by dense formation flags, and there are sealing runes hanging everywhere on the tower. It is obvious that very strict restrictions have been set. ¡°Junior Brother Yan, it¡¯s not your turn this time, so why are you here to guard the Prison Immortal Tower?¡± A slightly fat old man asked a young man next to him. The young man gave a wry smile and said: "I am here to take the shift for Senior Brother Fan. Although guarding the Immortal Immortal Tower is a casual job, the master's requirements are very high and we cannot relax at all. We cannot practice meditation during the shift. Senior Brother Fan has just understood a set of Swordsmanship needs time to practice, so he asked me to take a ten-year shift for him. "These ten years can't be wasted. Brother Fan must have given some benefits to Junior Brother Yan," the old man said with a smile. The young man chuckled: "There are no benefits, but Senior Brother Fan promised that ten years later he will invite me to discuss swordsmanship, and Junior Sister Fan will also be present." The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "That's it! Junior Brother Yan really worked hard! Of course! I¡¯m afraid that Junior Sister Fan may not know about the painstaking efforts she has put in for ten years.¡± Another middle-aged monk nearby snorted and said, ¡°If it¡¯s just a waste of ten years, then that¡¯s it; I¡¯m afraid. In the past ten years, there has been a crisis in the Immortal Prisoner Tower. The beautiful woman could not see her, but she risked her own life!" The young man was stunned, and then said: "This is impossible! It has been thousands of years, and I have never heard of any accidents! I don¡¯t know why the master attaches so much importance to this place. It is said that at first, the master¡¯s uncle in the Mahayana period personally guarded it. Later, when nothing happened, it was taken turns by my disciples. Guard this place." The middle-aged monk shook his head and said, "Do you know the origin of the Immortal Prisoner Tower? The name "Immortal Prisoner" is not a false name. It is said that a true immortal is imprisoned here in case he breaks away. "If we leave this tower, we won't be able to leave alive!" "True immortal?" The young man said with a look of disbelief: "If he is really an immortal, how can he be trapped in the lower world?" The rumors are mostly exaggerated, and I speculate that the person imprisoned here is probably just an evil spirit from the late Mahayana period. For some reason, the seniors in the sect were unable to kill it, so they had to set up many restrictions to imprison it here! I don¡¯t believe in the theory of immortals!¡± The old man also shook his head and said: ¡°If he is really an immortal, it is a great opportunity for us and other monks in the lower world to meet him. How dare we imprison him before the monks can please him!¡± During the discussion, a vortex of vitality suddenly appeared in the sky without warning. The vortex came closer and deeper, becoming deeper and deeper. When the vortex was thousands of feet in size, the center had become pitch black and bottomless. "If something happens, please inform the master immediately!" The old man was startled and shouted hurriedly. The middle-aged monk's face suddenly changed and he trembled. The thing he was most worried about might be about to come out. At this moment, two figures flew out of the whirlpool, landed in front of the monks, and turned into a handsome young man. This man was also holding a childish girl in his hand. The monks glanced at these two people and felt relieved. Although the temperament revealed between the brows of these two people was particularly extraordinary, their auras were very ordinary. Although it was impossible to determine their cultivation level for a while, from the aura Judging from the fluctuations, I'm afraid he is not a high-level monk. "The Immortal Prisoner Tower is our forbidden area! The sect has an order, and those who trespass on the forbidden area will be killed without mercy!" The old man shouted and led the monks to surround the two people. "First use the sword array to trap him, and then torture him about his origins!" the old man ordered. The monks immediately took action, and each of them took out a sword. The quality of these swords was different, and the sword skills they practiced were obviously different, but they echoed each other, and the sword light they inspired connected together. In an instant, a huge sword net was formed and hooded the two young girls. Seeing this, the young man showed no signs of panic. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "Hundred Swords Spiritual Cage!" The old man was shocked when the other party actually revealed the name of the sword formation in one sentence. He obviously knew the origin of the sword formation. "Change the formation!" The old man immediately shouted again, and at the same time, the sword formula in his hand changed. However, before the sword formation could change, the sword net formed by intertwining sword lights suddenly disappeared out of thin air. The monks were horrified. The magical power they jointly used turned into little bits of heaven and earth essence and disappeared in an instant, and they didn't even know whether the other party had taken action! "What's going on?" The old man was shocked and immediately ordered the monks to take action again. "This is not the way to treat guests!" The young man smiled slightly, and then raised his hand to grab a handful from the void. An invisible force suddenly imprisoned the surrounding space, and then the monks heldThe swords seemed to be fixed in the void and could not move at all. The old man and others tried their best to urge, but the swords still stopped in the air motionless. Even if a monk flew to the sword and held the sword with both hands, he could not take the sword back. The old man was horrified. These swords were their natal treasures. They were supposed to be sent and received by the heart, but now they were completely unable to control them. This showed that the other party's magical power was much higher than theirs. "Don't be anxious, answer me a few questions and I will return your sword!" The young man smiled slightly and asked: "Who did you practice swordsmanship with? Is it Liu Chenfeng, or the fellow swordsman? Or the Lingyu Swordsman? ?¡± The old man was startled again and replied: ¡°Who is the senior? The people mentioned by the senior just now seem to be the names of the master¡¯s senior brothers.¡± The young man asked curiously: "Who is the master you are waiting for?" "Master Tianfang Swordsman!" The old man replied. But the young man shook his head: "I've never heard of him. What is his surname?" "Master's surname is Fang, and his private name is Tian'ao." The old man replied. The young man suddenly smiled: "Fang Tianao, it's him! I didn't expect that this youngest nephew is actually a teacher, and the disciples he trained are quite impressive!" "Senior, do you recognize your master?" the old man asked respectfully. road. The young man nodded: "Back then, Fang Tianao called me uncle, so I can be considered your uncle!" "Master?" The old man was shocked. He murmured doubtfully: "Master once said, He only has one uncle named Li, whose talent is unparalleled, and many years ago, that uncle Li had already ascended to immortality!" The young man laughed and said, "Why, don't I look like an immortal? " All the monks were shocked when they heard this and looked at each other with doubts. After all, immortals are rumored to exist, but no one among them has ever seen what an immortal looks like. The young man smiled and said: "Since we have seen each other, it is destined! I will give each of you and others a ray of immortal sword energy and inject it into your sword. Remember, this sword energy is too powerful for the monks in the lower world. , no one can bear it. Once used, the sword will definitely destroy the enemy. It can only be used when it is absolutely necessary!" After that, the young man waved his hand, and the invisible force that restricted the surroundings disappeared, and the swords returned to the crowd. In the hands of monks. The monks carefully inspected their swords, and sure enough they found that there was a trace of strange sword energy in them. Although I don't understand what sword energy is, I can vaguely feel that the power contained in it is extremely powerful. "Thank you for the reward, uncle!" All the monks were surprised and happy, and bowed before them. "No need to be polite!" The young man waved his hand and said with emotion: "Go and inform Master Fang quickly and summon all the old friends for a meeting. In the immortal world for thousands of years, I am afraid that tens of thousands of years have passed in this spiritual world. More than 10 years old, I wonder how those old friends are doing now?¡±