Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 350
Things like Tianshen Ridge are happening in Zhongzhou, Ximo, and Beiyuan.

The celestial artifacts have spirits, and when they sensed the abnormality, they passed down a decree and ordered the best Tianjiao from their respective holy places to go to the Holy City of the Eastern Desolation to participate in the battle of gods.

The holy lands that don't have immortal weapons to suppress the luck of the sect haven't made any major moves yet, but the major ancient holy lands in the various domains already have holy masters, emperor masters, or elders who are comparable to holy masters to lead the holy sons and daughters of the sect. , set off for the Holy City of the Eastern Desolation.

Zhongzhou Han Dynasty, Great Zhou Dynasty, Great Qi Dynasty, Datang Dynasty, Great Wei Dynasty, and Great Xia Dynasty.

Donghuang Taixuan Holy Land, Four Seasons Holy Land, Yaochi Holy Land, Shenxiao Holy Land, Jinyang Holy Land, and Yuhan Holy Land.

Nanling Tianshen Ridge.

Beiyuan Sirius Holy Land, Ice Valley.

Xitu Daleiyin Temple, Eight Desolation Holy Land.

Almost all the ancient holy places in the mainland of China gathered in the holy city of the Eastern Wilderness Central Region at the same time, attracting countless eyes to wait and see.

The various holy places and great religions are full of surprises, and it is not that there have been battles of gods in the past, but that was only a grand event of the Eastern Desolation Sect. The holy city has spirits, so it is natural to be able to tell where the monks practiced. It is extremely difficult for monks from other domains to participate in the great supernatural powers to trace the past of the monks. Therefore, although the four major domains outside the Eastern Wilderness are interested in the previous battles of the holy city, they do not pay too much attention to it.

But this time, it seems to be different from before.

Although many holy places and great teachings do not know the cause and effect, they still follow the trend and send the elders and talented disciples to go there. What if there is any benefit?

Eastern Wasteland, Southern Territory, Golden Sun Holy Land.

The scorching sun hangs high and there is no cloud for thousands of miles. Here, there is no snow day all year round.

The high mountains pierced the sky, and under the scorching sun, they seemed to be watered by gold, reflecting a dazzling luster.

In the middle of these gold-watered mountains, there is a mountain that seems to be incompatible with other surrounding mountains. The whole mountain is decorated with purple, hung with purple silk and satin, carved with purple precious materials, and built with purple spiritual wood. Even the disciples and servants on the mountain are wearing purple robes.

It can be seen at a glance that the owner of this mountain must have an incomprehensible attachment to purple.

This is Saintess Peak, a mountain dedicated to Jinyang Saintess.

At the top of the Holy Maiden Peak, there is a purple holy maiden hall for the daily practice of the Jinyang Holy Maiden.

And next to the Saintess Hall, there is a three-story wooden tower.This wooden pagoda is the same as the Holy Maiden's Hall. It is built with Ziji Lei wood as the main material, and a sixth-level middle-grade defensive formation is carved on the wooden body.

Wooden tower, three floors.

Liu Ya, the Saintess of the Golden Sun, walked past the bookshelves, each of which was piled with varying numbers of wooden slips, oracle bones, and jade runes, as well as other objects whose purpose was unclear but exuded ancient charms.

Everyone knows that apart from her extreme love for purple, the Saintess of Jinyang has two other hobbies.One is that he likes all kinds of natural and earthly treasures and magic tools. For people of this status, ordinary magic tools, materials, exercises, and spiritual skills are far out of sight, but the Golden Sun Saintess Anyone who comes will not be rejected, even if it is a magic weapon or kung fu of low quality, she will accept it.The other is that he likes to collect ancient books, especially ancient books and materials before ancient times. It is said that after many ancient ruins were discovered, the ancient books and essays of ancient monks revealed in them all flowed into the hands of the Golden Sun Maiden.

For those ancient books, the Holy Maiden of Jinyang specially built this wooden pagoda.

A sixth-level middle-grade magic circle was carved outside the wooden pagoda, which is enough to stop monks who are below the mid-stage of the transformation of the gods. As for monks above the mid-stage of the transformation of the gods, this is the supreme Golden Sun Holy Land. Who would dare to offend here?If there is a monk with a cultivation level above the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, then let him take it. The reason why the Jinyang Saintess can put these wooden slips here is because the value of these wooden slips and jade slips is not very great. There are some records of ancient customs.

But today, the Holy Maiden of Jinyang suddenly received a call from the Holy Master, went to the Holy Land Hall, and received a piece of news that shocked her-the talents of all realms will gather in the Holy City to participate in the battle of Gods!

This battle of gods is no longer limited to the Eastern Wilderness, but has expanded to the entire land of China.

This will be a real battle of gods, and the intensity will far exceed every previous one.

And the holy city will also give a great opportunity, which can make the young monks who stand out in the battle of gods a chance to reach the sky in one step!

What is the specific opportunity, the Holy Master of Jinyang did not tell in detail, or, even the Holy Master did not know?Is that a secret among the immortals?
This time, under the protection of two Supreme Elders of the Mahayana period, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Golden Sun Holy Land will go to the Holy City of the Central Region to participate in the battle of gods.

After returning from the Zifeng Peak, the Saintess of Jinyang came directly to the wooden pagoda.

She vaguely remembered that she once saw a sentence in an ancient book, which vaguely contained words related to the Holy City, but it was too old to distinguish clearly, and she did not pay attention to it, so it was placed on the third floor of the wooden tower.

Today, after getting this important news about the holy city from the Holy Master of Jinyang, the Holy Maiden of Jinyang remembered the ancient book and wanted to think about it again.

Even in the ancient time when there were immortals, the holy city had a great reputation.Although today's comprehension world generally believes that there is no distinction between immortal weapons and they all represent the ultimate power and power in the world, but in some ancient books excavated by later generations, it is recorded that "the Holy City is the center of the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Artifacts." head'.

There are a large number of bamboo books, wooden slips, jade slips, and oracle bones placed on the third floor of the wooden tower. It is naturally extremely difficult for ordinary people to retrieve the wooden slips they saw many years ago with a few fragments in their memory, at least it will take a long time, but The monks are different, the memory is extremely strong, the more advanced the monks are, the more so.

The Saintess of Jinyang walked to a bookshelf and took out a scroll of wooden slips from it.

This is not an ordinary tree, but some kind of spiritual wood that has been extinct in the long river of history. Through secret refining, this kind of spiritual wood can be preserved for millions of years, but after all, it has been too long. Although the wooden slips have not decayed, but Most of the recorded characters are vague, and only a few of the ancient characters can be vaguely discerned.

The Holy Maiden of Jinyang unrolled the wooden slips, searched the wooden slips with her eyes, and soon found the place where the words related to "Holy City" were recorded before.

"What is it written in?
"Holy City. That's right, these two words are Holy City.

"There should be a word here, but it's so blurry that I can't see it clearly.

"Although this character is not very clear, if you study it carefully, you can barely make out a few characters. You can read it as 'forget', or you can read it as 'arrogant', huh? There are also a few strokes that are somewhat similar to the ancient character 'huang'. If you read it What about 'Huang'?"

"Oh, it's so worn that I can't read many characters."

The Holy Maiden of Jinyang held the wooden slips in both hands, frowned, and stared at the words on the wooden slips, relying on the few strokes that could only be discerned, and compared them with the ancient characters in her mind.

For a long time, she muttered to herself.

"Holy City. King. Desolation. King.
"What if the word is not king, but lord?

"Then it is, Lord of the Holy City. Huang. Lord.
"What does this mean? Lord of the Holy City, Lord of the Eastern Desolation???"

Her inadvertent guess made her complexion change drastically.

The Daqi Dynasty is located in the eastern part of Zhongzhou, and further east is the Eastern Wilderness.

On this day, it snowed heavily, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth.

A carriage, going from west to east, the wheels crushed the ice and snow.

This is the most common carriage in the mortal world, without the slightest leakage of spiritual energy.The horse that pulls the cart is also an ordinary black horse, not born with intelligence, and without the slightest demonic aura.

But it was such an ordinary carriage, but it was extremely stable on the rough and snowy road. The black horse didn't feel the cold at all, but was full of energy and energy, and pulled the carriage towards the east with all its strength.

There were two people sitting in the carriage.

One is a middle-aged man in his 60s or [-]s. He is tall and powerful, but he has a big head, which is a circle larger than ordinary people. It seems to be wearing a mask. Another difference from ordinary people is that this person is clean There is a depression on the forehead, the hair on the forehead is sparse, and the long gray and black hair hangs down the back of the head. Between the eyes, there are amazing brilliance, as if there is infinite wisdom in them.

Sitting opposite this middle-aged woman is a woman with outstanding temperament. Feeling thin.

The woman lightly pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and a strong bookish air came to her face in her manner. If one word were used to describe her, it would be 'poetry and bookishness in her stomach'.

The woman said softly: "Father, why are we going to the Eastern Wasteland? I heard that the eyes of the entire continent are now focused on the holy city. Do you want to go to this muddy water?"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, folded the bamboo slips in his hands, looked at the opposite daughter, and said: "Traveling around the world, the holy city is also in the world, why can't I go and see it?"

The woman shook her head slightly, sighing softly in her heart.

Outsiders don't know it, they only know that the contemporary Confucian sages study heaven and man, and the past and the present, but as a daughter, she knows that her father's life these years can only be described as ups and downs

The lineage of Confucian saints has been passed down from ancient times, even earlier.

It has always been not to practice mana, but to seek epiphany.

The middle-aged man, as a Confucian sage, is at the forefront of Confucianism cultivation. If he is sublimated to the extreme, even the Emperor of Han, one of the two world-class powerhouses, would not dare to compete with him.

But after all, he can only sublimate once. If he can't ascend in the daytime and achieve the immortal body, he will turn into fly ash and completely disappear in the world.

On weekdays, how is he different from ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken?
The woman asked, "Why doesn't father let the guards follow?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "If that's the case, why travel around the world? How can we understand the truth of the world?"

The woman is silent.

In these years, as a Confucian sage, she traveled around the world with her father's other disciples like ordinary people.Who would have imagined that the mysterious and unattainable Confucian saints in the eyes of ordinary monks would be trapped in a small ordinary country.

"Father, do you still remember being trapped between Chen and Cai back then?"

Memories flashed in the woman's eyes, and she spoke.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Naturally I remember, during that trip, I realized that virtue is the foundation of government and that governing the country should be based on virtue."

The woman frowned, and said: "Father is the one who sees far, and was able to realize the Dao at such a miserable time."

Hearing the joke in his daughter's mouth, the middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Ye'er, you have to understand that I have merits and demerits for Confucianism cultivators in my generation, and we will leave it to future generations to tell. There is no delay in becoming a sage.”

The woman was startled when she heard the words, her eyes were thoughtful.

After a long time, she looked up at her father, feeling that the gap between herself and her father was still too long.

No wonder. No wonder even the oppressive emperor of the Han Dynasty once said that if Chen Wenyong had not been born in the heavens, the Confucian saints would have declined and would no longer be seen in the world.

The contemporary Confucian saint, the tall middle-aged man Chen Wenyong laughed loudly, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and gently patted the black horse pulling the carriage with the bamboo slips in his hand, "Hahaha, horse, go fast, if you slow down, the snow will be heavy." Oh..."

At this moment, it seemed that countless pieces of goose feather and heavy snow in the sky and the earth stopped still.

one year later.

Donghuang, Zhongyu, Canglei City, Xiankelai Inn, one of the upper rooms.

Gu Shen sat cross-legged on the bed, with a strong aura surging all over his body, strands of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye squeezed into his body, and at the same time was transformed into pure mana by the "Nine Turns Gong".

Time passed by minute by minute.

I don't know how long Gu Shen practiced, he finally opened his eyes, a bright and dazzling light shot out from his eyes, and dissipated in mid-air.

"call!"

Gu Shen let out a long breath.

Feeling the filling of mana in the dantian and the solidification of the primordial spirit in the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, Gu Shen was filled with joy.

"After a year of practice, I finally reached the peak of transformation."

During this year, Gu Shen didn't absorb much yin energy. At his current level, the yin energy produced after the death of monks below the Nascent Soul stage can no longer have much effect on him.

Without absorbing too much yin energy, it took Gu Shen a full year to push his cultivation to the peak of the current God Transformation by relying on the "Nine Turns Kungfu", which is already comparable to the Yuque-level kung fu. .

Gu Shen suppressed the joy in his heart and concentrated his energy and spirit. The next moment, a ray of light flew out from between his eyebrows and landed on the floor of the room.

Xia Guang changed rapidly, and soon became the size of an ordinary person, and his figure, facial features and facial features were all exactly the same as Gu Shen.

Gu Shen got off the bed and came to his soul, with joy and a smile on his face, carefully sizing up the "Gu Shen" who looked like him in front of him.

Yuanshen 'Gu Shen' slapped him and said, "Tao is friendly."

Gu Shen chuckled, nodded and said, "You are fine too."

He raised his hand and twirled a strand of Yuanshen's hair, which turned out to be extremely solid, exactly the same as his own hair, without any blurring.

When he did not reach the peak of transforming spirit before, the whole soul had been solidified, but his hair was still a little blurred, but now he is no different from a real person.

Achieving the pinnacle of Huashen today!

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PS:

I just got home and finished typing this chapter, and my fingers were numb.

There are too many trivial matters, so we need to tidy them up.

Afterwards strive for stable updates.

Sorry for the support guys.

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