Cultivating Immortals From Prison

With a decision in mind, the Son of Jinyang stopped hesitating, walked to the courtyard of the Saintess of Jinyang, raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door.

Soon, a maid opened the courtyard door from the inside, and seeing the Holy Son standing outside the door, she couldn't help being surprised immediately, and quickly bowed to salute, "Holy Son."

Shengzi Jinyang nodded and said, "Is the saint there?"

The maid was a little hesitant. She knew that the saint didn't like being entangled with the Son, but under the gaze of the Son of Jinyang, she had no choice but to truthfully say: "Saint. The saint has just finished her cultivation and is drinking tea."

Shengzi Jinyang hummed lightly, nodded, and walked in directly.

The maid couldn't stop her, so she had to close the courtyard door and trot to follow. She could tell that the Holy Son's condition was not right today, his face was pale and frightening, as if he was seriously injured and was about to collapse.

The maid naturally knew that the Son of God was defeated by Gu Shen with a single move today, but she didn't expect that the cultivator would be so powerful. Not only did he defeat the Son with one move, but he also beat the Son into such a state, but how did she know? With the current appearance of Jinyang Shengzi, Gu Shen's blow can only be regarded as an introduction. What really keeps him from getting out is the knot in his heart, or in other words, the demon in his heart. The demon of the heart will transform into a heart, and at that time the Holy Son of Jinyang will really break his path of cultivation.

The whole journey of cultivation is so cruel, even if he is as strong as Tianjiao, he will fall when he should fall.

The door was not closed, and the Son of Jinyang walked to the door, and saw the Saintess of Jinyang who was lightly sipping tea inside.

"Saint, what are you doing?" Jinyang Shengzi said.

A look of annoyance flashed in the eyes of the Jinyang Saintess who was about to talk to a dog, and she said lightly, "Can't you see?"

His words were full of resistance and impatience.

It has been more than a hundred years since she was established as the Saintess of Jinyang. For more than a hundred years, this person has been buzzing like a fly, but she has nothing to do with him. Yang Shengzi has the support of the Supreme Elder behind him.

The disgust towards a person has accumulated for more than a hundred years. Can you imagine what kind of mood this is?
The Saintess of Jinyang asked herself that she could control herself so much that she would not fight this person, which is already very remarkable.

The Son of Jinyang didn't seem to hear the repulsion in the words of the Saintess of Jinyang, so he walked to the chair opposite the Saintess of Jinyang and sat down. Did you know each other before?"

"?" The Saintess of Jinyang frowned.

Shengzi Jinyang said in a deep voice: "It's that casual cultivator named Gu Shen."

When the name Gu Shen was mentioned, he couldn't help but feel a burning sensation on his face, and he clenched his fists at the same time, humiliation and hatred permeated his heart, but his face never showed it, he was still pale, a little scary.

For talking nonsense with Shengzi Jinyang, Shengnv Jinyang was very impatient, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she said, "I don't know you."

Shengzi Jinyang opened his mouth, and wanted to ask, why did he watch that loose cultivator so often before, but he also felt that something was wrong.

Seeing the dawdling Son of Jinyang, the saint became more and more impatient, she hated this person herself, and now this guy came to her side and said some unnutritious words.
"Cough cough cough."

Shengzi Jinyang couldn't help coughing a few times, his pale face was flushed red, but soon became pale again.

Saintess of Jinyang: "."

Even if the other party looks like he is about to die, but if he hates it very much in his heart, it will be difficult to produce pity and sympathy.

Originally, he had just adjusted his depressed mood because of losing to the fourth prince of the Daqi Dynasty, but now he started to feel depressed again, and felt that the tea in his hand was not fragrant at all.

The Son of Jinyang thought for a while, and finally asked the key question of his visit, "Saint, what do you think... how I fought with that Gu Shen today?"

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the beautiful woman across from him, waiting for her to comfort and enlighten her. If she is willing to explain, it means that in her heart, his image has not completely collapsed. so what?
But he didn't know that at this moment, the Holy Maiden of Jinyang's heart jumped, and a bonfire was lit, a fire of anger.

This person is doing it on purpose to embarrass himself.

Her eyes grew colder.

Facing the disgusting eyes of the Holy Son of Jinyang, the Holy Maiden of Jinyang said angrily: "Go far away, don't die here!"

Shengzi Jinyang looked stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and immediately a strange and abnormal bright red appeared on his pale face.

"puff!"

A big mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Saintess of Jinyang immediately dodged, but the purple dress was still stained with a few drops of blood, she was so angry that she was about to go crazy, but before she could ask the Son of Jinyang, he saw the Son of Jinyang fall headfirst from the seat down.

The maid in front of the room was stunned.

The chaos in Jinyang Holy Land has become a mess, and outsiders naturally don't know about it.

Tianya Restaurant, in an upper room.

Gu Shen is preparing for the third round of the battle of Gods. In fact, there is not much preparation to be done, and the information that should be known is already known. It is a bit secretive. I am afraid that no one else will know it except those people themselves. Know.

Gu Shen sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, thinking about some things.

Now that the war of gods has been going on, many things can be seen. The prince of Han, the four princes of the Daqi Dynasty, the witch of Wushengjiao, the son of Buddha, etc., have at least reached the stage of integration in combat power.

This battle was far more complicated than Gu Shen's initial expectation!

After thinking for a while, Gu Shen stood up and looked at Fan Er who was still meditating in front of the window lattice.

This kid really likes to practice, and he is extremely calm, he can sit steadily for a whole day, which forms a clear contrast with that girl Gu Xiao.

Outside the window, the sun has reached the horizon, and the sky under the twilight has a unique charm. The sky in the distance is dotted with clouds and the dusk is incomparably magnificent. The orange-red light shines into the room through the window lattice, and shines on the boy's straight back.

"Fan'er." Gu Shen said.

Song Xufan, who was comprehending spiritual skills, opened his eyes.

Gu Shen smiled and said, "It's getting dark soon, are you hungry?"

Song Xufan rubbed his stomach, just happened to hear a grunt, nodded and said, "Hungry."

Gu Shen smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat then."

Ask the shop waiter to deliver the food.

After dinner, it was completely dark outside.

Song Xufan stood in front of the window lattice, looking at the dark night outside, thinking about his mother in his hometown, wondering what his mother was doing.

Gu Shen was about to comprehend "Sword of Killing Immortal" for a while, but before he could sit on the futon, someone knocked on the door of the room.

Gu Shen's expression changed suddenly, he didn't feel the slightest perception of the people outside the door, it must be known that within a range of eight or nine feet, his spiritual consciousness was still unaffected.

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