"Damn it!!"
The dog Taoist angrily smashed the iron bars of the prison cell, but was repelled by an even greater force.
Yan Shouyi quickly asked Monk Miaoji, "Uncle Miaoji, you set this restriction. Do you have a way to undo it?"
However, Monk Miaoji shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"This Buddhist restriction of mine was originally used to trap those demon monks. It's easy to undo from the outside, but impossible from the inside. Otherwise, those imprisoned demon monks would know how to escape themselves."
This meant that Monk Miaoji, who had set the restriction himself, could not undo it.
The group had been trapped in the prison cell by Kang Jinlong!
Kang Jinlong had known from the beginning that he and his companions would not be a match for Yan Chou and the others. Therefore, he had started planning this scene the moment they met.
Yan Chou had calculated everything, but he never expected that a class he missed twenty years ago would become a trap that would lead to his defeat by his junior disciple.
Yan Chou said in a deep voice, "Changqing, it's not too late to regret it now."
"It's too late!" Kang Jinlong said coldly, "It's been too late for twenty years!"
Perhaps it was because he had been severely injured by Monk Miaoji earlier, but Kang Jinlong, upon getting agitated, actually spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although Kang Jinlong was wearing a mask, Yan Shouyi could still feel that Kang Jinlong's face had become much paler. He must have been seriously injured before.
Kang Jinlong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sinister smile:
"You all stay here and behave yourselves. After I kill the actress's mother, today's battle will be a great victory for our Xuanshan!"
Yan Chou looked at Kang Jinlong silently, knowing that this lost son would never turn back.
Kang Jinlong struggled to get up, clutching his chest, and slowly walked deeper into the dungeon.
"Damn it!"
The dog Taoist couldn't help but curse, "Bald monk, you're useless! You can't even undo the restriction you set yourself!"
Monk Miaoji retorted, "Amitabha, you motherfucker, can you get out if you have the ability!"
"Uncles, please stop arguing," Yan Shouyi comforted them, "The priority is to find a way to escape."
Kang Jinlong was heading towards the actress's mother, and he would inevitably encounter Long Feicheng and the others. If Long Feicheng and the others could not defeat the injured Kang Jinlong, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Yan Shouyi had already started to worry about everyone.
Of course, the two knew this, but arguing had become a habit. These two felt uncomfortable if they didn't argue for a day.
Monk Miaoji sighed, "Anyway, I really have no way to undo the restriction."
The dog Taoist spread his hands, "Don't look at me. Even the bald monk has no solution, what solution can a Taoist like me have?"
Looking at his unreliable uncles, Yan Shouyi felt helpless and could only seek the help of his companions.
"Agong, your paper figures..."
Agong sighed, "It all happened too suddenly, I couldn't leave any backup."
"What about you, Yiyao?"
Zhao Yiyao shook her head, "Huang Sipi is still outside and won't be back for a while."
Before Yan Shouyi could ask, He Xiping had already started shaking his head.
Did no one have a solution?
Yan Shouyi frowned.
"Shouyi."
At this moment, a weak Yan Chou spoke, "I was playful back then and missed that class. Your grandfather never taught it again until his death to make me remember that lesson... But you are different! You recall carefully, grandfather must have taught you those things! I couldn't, but you might not!"
These words indeed enlightened Yan Shouyi.
His grandfather had personally taught him the contents of the 'Jing Men' of Qimen Dunjia, and Yan Shouyi had memorized it thoroughly.
Yan Shouyi also knew the technique of 'Xing Bu Huan Ying' (Shifting Forms and Changing Shadows), but he couldn't perform it as subtly as Kang Jinlong.
He recalled carefully and suddenly his eyes flashed with a brilliant light:
"Dad, I might not be able to break Uncle Miaoji's restriction, but I can leave this prison!"
"You want to do this?"
"Qimen Dunjia, Si Men, Reverse Samsara!"
Yan Chou's eyes were sharp, "You want to reverse Wei Changqing's Xing Bu Huan Ying? But even I don't have absolute confidence in this move. Can you do it?"
Yan Shouyi said helplessly, "My strength is limited, I can probably only get myself out."
"Just yourself?" The dog Taoist worried, "But if you go out alone, you might not be able to stop Wei Changqing!"
Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth, "At most, I can take half a person with me!"
"What a joke, where do you get half a person!" the dog Taoist said speechlessly, "Are you going to split me in half and take one half out?"
Monk Miaoji punched the dog Taoist and said, "We can't get out, but we can let Shouyi take Old Huang out!"
"Old Huang?"
The dog Taoist turned sideways and looked back, only to see Old Huang wagging his tail behind everyone.
"That's right! Old Huang's strength is not to be trifled with. If Shouyi takes Old Huang, he might be able to fight the injured Wei Changqing!" the dog Taoist suddenly realized.
Moreover, Yan Shouyi's grandmother, Wen Yuxian, was also there. Wen Yuxian was a formidable expert who had almost succeeded the position of Emei Mountain's sect leader!
Everyone looked at Yan Chou, hoping he would make the decision.
Yan Chou did not hesitate and nodded in agreement, "Let's do as Shouyi said!"
Time was of the essence. Yan Shouyi picked up Old Huang and prepared to activate the Qimen Dunjia technique.
At this moment, the dog Taoist suddenly interrupted, "Shouyi, that Wei Changqing is not easy to deal with. I have some Golden Dao Talismans here. Take them with you in case of need!"
The dog Taoist's action reminded everyone. Monk Miaoji directly placed a Buddhist seal on Yan Shouyi's forehead, "Activate this Buddhist seal at a critical moment, and it will activate my Golden Body of Buddhism. Within three seconds, even Wei Changqing cannot break this golden body!"
"Thank you, two uncles!"
With the help of the elders, Yan Shouyi's confidence grew.
He then stomped on the ground, activated the hundred and eight layers of the compass, and locked the Si Men (Death Gate) beneath his feet.
With a flash of red light, Yan Shouyi and Old Huang's bodies quickly disappeared, turning into thousands of blood threads that passed through the bars and finally reformed outside the prison cell.
As soon as Yan Shouyi reappeared, he knelt on the ground, his expression filled with pain.
"Shouyi, are you alright?" He Xiping and the others asked nervously.
Yan Shouyi raised his hand and gestured.
Yan Chou said coldly, "Among the techniques of Qimen Dunjia, Si Men is the most cautious. For Shouyi to use this move, he has to endure inhuman torment and pain."
Not to mention Yan Shouyi, even Old Huang, after reappearing, was in so much pain that he defecated next to Yan Shouyi.
After a while, Yan Shouyi took out a pill refined by Old Jin and put it into his mouth, regaining some of his strength.
"Old Huang, are you alright?" Yan Shouyi asked.
"Woof woof..." Although Old Huang's response was weak, he was basically fine.
Yan Shouyi stood up, cupped his fists towards Yan Chou, and said, "Dad, I'm going."
Yan Chou nodded and said weakly, "You don't need to hold back when dealing with Wei Changqing. If you have a chance to kill him... then do it!"
Although Yan Chou wanted to give Wei Changqing a chance to live, he had to be ruthless for his son's sake.
Otherwise, his son would be the one to die!
Yan Shouyi's expression was solemn. He knelt and kowtowed to Yan Chou, then drew his Zanpakuto. The man and the dog set off...