Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Now the entire holy city is discussing the ultimate battle of God War.

In the battle with the Crown Prince of Han, Gu Shen defeated the Peerless Tianjiao.

In the battle against the Goddess of the Wusheng Cult, the Fourth Prince defeated the Goddess out of nowhere.

Now those who have come to the end of the war of gods are these two people - the fourth prince of the Great Qi Dynasty and Gu Shen, a casual cultivator.

God War Leader and No.2 will appear among these two people.

"It's so fast. In the blink of an eye, the battle of gods has come to the end. Tsk tsk, there are tens of thousands of geniuses in the Five Regions of China, and now only these two people are left."

"It's amazing, maybe these two people will become unrivaled powerhouses in the future, coercing the entire cultivation world."

"I don't know which of these two people can win the leader. Compared with the great chance of the leader, the harvest of No.2 is nothing."

"I think it is very likely that he is the fourth prince. After all, he is backed by the Daqi Dynasty, which is the supreme holy land in Zhongzhou since ancient times. Gu Shen is just a casual cultivator. How can he compare with the fourth prince?"

"Not necessarily, is Gu Shen really a casual cultivator? No one knows, he is too mysterious, and even if he is a casual cultivator, he can reach this step at a young age. How can it be so simple? Who will win the battle is yet to be known."

"I don't know if the rumored great chance is true or not. If it is true, hey, this is really an unimaginable chance. There are not many chances in ancient and modern times that can compare."

"It can't be said, the cause and effect of the great opportunity that day is too great, but even the opportunity like in the past is enough, enough to make the leader greatly improved, and No.2 also has a big jump."

While everyone was talking.

Two dense rays of light appeared out of nowhere, one flew towards the fourth prince of the Daqi Dynasty, and the other flew towards Gu Shen.

West Outer City.

The Crown Prince of Han, who had initially recuperated from his injuries, had a complicated expression when he saw this dense glow.

Before, he had vowed to win the God War leader and make a pact with the Holy City, so that the Holy City would give him this kind of glow to absorb every day, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he had already failed on the road to win the God War. He lost to Gu Shen.

Holy City, a mysterious space.

This place is located almost above the center of the holy city, adjacent to the altar, but much higher than the altar, allowing you to overlook the entire holy city and clearly observe the fighting techniques on the altar.

At the moment there are two people here, one sitting on a bamboo chair and the other on a futon.

The contemporary Confucian sage was sitting on a bamboo chair, holding a book in his hand. At this moment, he closed the book, looked at the monk on the futon next to him, and said, "Zen Master, can you see some clues?"

Zen Master Benming shook his head and said, "Never."

This mysterious space was created by the holy city, they can check the situation in the whole holy city inside, but no monk outside can detect them.

In the past few days, Zen Master Benming and others have been checking the situation in the city, but they didn't find anything wrong.

Chen Yong said: "The fish will jump out by itself. If it can't jump out, there will be no waves. It's not worth the Zen master, the emperor and me waiting here."

After a pause, Chen Yong continued: "The war of gods has reached its final moment, only the fourth prince of the Great Qi Dynasty and Gu Shen, a casual practitioner, are left. Do Zen Master think there is something wrong with these two people?"

Zen Master Benming said: "I have no contact with the four princes of the Great Qi Dynasty, and I don't know much about them, so I dare not make a statement. As for Gu Shen, there must be no problem."

Chen Yong smiled and said, "Is there no problem for a casual cultivator to make it this far?"

Zen Master Benming said: "This person is extremely talented, and he is rare in the world of cultivation. In ancient times, he was destined to become an immortal. It is very normal for such a talented person to go from a casual cultivator to this step. Besides, Gu Shen is a rare righteous man. How could he have anything to do with those dark and dirty people?"

"Hahaha."

Chen Yong laughed out loud.

He could hear the defense of Gu Shen from Zen Master Benming's words.

It's just that he has a very good impression of Gu Shen.

On the one hand, when Gu Shen was still in his infancy, he traveled from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Land, spanning half of the Shenzhou region, and sent the monk Jueyuan's relics. This character is worthy of respect. Confucianism also values ​​personal virtues. Naturally, Chen Yong has a good impression of Gu Shen.

On the other hand, this Gu Shen once saved his daughter's life, he has been pursuing the "Tao" all his life, and he takes many other things very lightly, but there is only this one daughter who takes it very seriously and can't let it go.Gu Shen saved his daughter, Chen Yong was grateful, how could he have a bad impression of Gu Shen?
"That's right, if Gu Shen can get the leader and make a contract with the holy city, his virtues will be of great benefit to the Chinese cultivation world."

Chen Yong stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Zen Master Benming nodded.

Back then, he wanted to take Gu Shen as a closed disciple, but although Gu Shen had a deep connection with Buddhism, he couldn't let go of the bondage of the world of mortals, and it was difficult for him to enter the Buddhist school.

However, he can't wait.

While the two were talking, ripples suddenly appeared in the mysterious space, and then a tall and majestic figure appeared.

"Hmph, the fourth prince of the Great Qi Dynasty is already in the mid-stage of the fusion. If he goes all out, his combat power is comparable to that of the late-stage monks of the fusion. Then Gu Shen is just a newcomer to the fusion. He is just a casual cultivator and has no secret-level spiritual skills. What can he use to win the fourth prince of the Daqi Dynasty? I don’t know if you are so confused or joking when you say that he can win the leader of the battle!"

The emperor of the Han Dynasty spoke in a cold voice, obviously quite dissatisfied with Gu Shen.

He had high hopes for Prince Liu Ling. If he could win the leader of the God War, the Han Dynasty would have another supreme celestial weapon. At that time, it would overwhelm other ancient holy lands and truly become the most powerful force in the cultivation world.

Gu Shen's defeat of the Crown Prince of Han made the Emperor of Han feel dissatisfied, but these words were not out of anger, but a fact, which determined that in the final battle of the leader of the war of gods, the Emperor of Han would undoubtedly prefer the fourth prince to win.

Zen Master Benming clasped his palms together and whispered the Buddha's name. He did not want to fight with the emperor, but said indifferently: "Let's wait and see."

The Great Han Emperor chuckled and said, "Ben Ming, you have a lot of confidence in Gu Shen."

Both of them are unrivaled powerhouses who have stood at the peak of the cultivation world in the Chinese mainland for tens of thousands of years. They are too familiar with each other. Most of the time they are friends, but a few of the time they are enemies.

Zen Master Benming said: "Gu benefactor Tianzong Zhizi, I have confidence in him."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty smiled and said: "Okay, Ben Ming, since you have such great confidence in Gu Shen, why don't you bet on me?"

Zen Master Benming shook his head and said, "Although the Five Precepts of Buddhism do not prohibit gambling, they are against it. Poor monks do not gamble."

Hearing this, the Great Han Emperor sneered and said, "You old monk is too shrewd, and you clearly have no confidence in Gu Shen."

Zen Master Benming ignored the emperor of the Han Dynasty.

At this time, Chen Yong, who was standing next to him, looked at the Emperor of Han Dynasty and said with a smile, "My Lord, the Zen master doesn't want to gamble, so I'll take a gamble with the Emperor."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty was taken aback, and then smiled and said: "Since the master is willing to gamble, I can naturally ask for it, but I don't know, what is the master wanting to bet?"

The Emperor of the Great Han has always respected Chen Yong, and he rarely crossed the line in front of him before, and this is the first time he knows that his master can even gamble.

Chen Yong said with a smile: "I have always heard that there is an exquisite seven-story pagoda in the imperial palace. Since ancient times, the emperors of all dynasties will put the most important thing in that tower. I want to go into that tower and have a look. If there is a match, I can choose one thing."

There must be all kinds of weird things in the exquisite seven-story pagoda, Chen Yong wanted to choose one for his daughter.

The emperor's face changed when he heard the words.

Can be regarded as the most important thing by the emperors of all dynasties. Every item in the Linglong Seven-story Pagoda is unique and rare. Anyone who sees it will be moved. Even if Chen Yong is a contemporary Confucian saint, he may not be able to resist the temptation. If Chen Yong misses it, the things in the Linglong Seven-story Pagoda will hang.

Just thinking about it, the emperor firmly believes that the possibility of the fourth prince winning against Gu Shen is far greater than losing to Gu Shen. Why wouldn't he dare to bet when he clearly has the advantage?
"Master, if I win, I will ask Master to accept Ling'er as a disciple."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty opened his mouth and stated his conditions.

He even wanted to say that Chen Ye should be the princess, but he knew very well that if he said that, not only would Chen Yong not agree, but it would only make Chen Yong angry.

Instead of that, take a step back.Letting Ling'er worship under Chen Yong's family not only shortened the relationship between Ling'er and Chen Ye, but also had the tiger skin of a Confucian sage as a banner, making Ling'er's position in the dynasty even more stable.

Chen Yong nodded and said, "Okay."

The Crown Prince of Han wanted to join Chen Yong's sect many times before, but he was rejected by Chen Yong. The reason is very simple. The Crown Prince of Han did not practice Confucianism, so there is no reason to worship Confucianism.But this is just an excuse, Chen Yong has accepted three thousand disciples, and some of them are not practicing Confucianism.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty laughed loudly, and said: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. On the day Ling'er worships under the master, I will definitely pardon the world and praise the virtue of the master."

Chen Yong smiled lightly, but did not speak.

Zen Master Benming interrupted the conversation between the two, looked at the emperor of the Han Dynasty and said, "My lord, you can go out and investigate yourself, can you find any clues?"

Hearing the words, the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty looked solemn, shook his head and said, "I didn't find anything."

After a pause, he frowned tightly, glanced at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "But it always feels a bit dull and depressing, like the calm before the storm."

At his level of cultivation, sometimes the premonition is extremely accurate, and there will be some premonitions that are difficult to describe in words.

Zen Master Benming and Confucian sages nodded solemnly upon hearing the words.

outside the Holy City.

In an endless mountain range.

There are many peaks and mountains, the clear water is like a mirror, the green mountains are floating in the water, and the reflections are graceful. The scenery on both sides of the bank is like a gallery of hundreds of miles.The scenery is the beauty of the setting sun, with the afterglow of the slanting light, and the green water of half the river, dyed with a piece of fine nectar, like the beauty of a fairyland.

A huge mountain with a height of five or six thousand feet is surrounded by smoke and clouds halfway up the mountain, and a dark hole is looming between the smoke and clouds.

shhhhh!

Suddenly, two streaks of rays of light flew into the cave, and immediately there was a flash of light, and the cave entrance disappeared into the smoke.

in the cave.

Two figures appeared, both with strange masks on their faces.

A figure with a medium build, wearing a red cloak, a white smiling face painted on a mask, thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, and a dark mustache. The mask is obviously smiling, but it reveals a strange feeling. According to ancient legends in some parts of China, the city god has such a makeup, and this person is also the city god, one of the giants of the underworld.

The other person is tall and tall, wearing a purple robe with gold trim, which is quite luxurious. He wears a red face mask with narrow eyebrows and eyes, and his lips are thickly outlined. In some temples worshiped by the people, the face on this mask is the portrait of the Wheel-Turning King.

"Chenghuang, my side has been properly arranged, how about your side?"

The Wheel-Running King spoke, his voice was low and hoarse.

This place looks like a stronghold for the two of them. There is a wooden coffee table and two futons.

Chenghuang sat down on the futon, crossed his legs, nodded, and said: "The 33 formation stones on my side have also been properly arranged."

The King of Wheels came from an extraordinary background, he always paid attention to self-cultivation and rules, he was always rigid in his daily life, even if his body was exhausted, he still couldn't be as "sloppy" as the City God.

He swung his sleeve robe lightly, swaying his mana, and cleaned the dust on the futon that he hadn't sat on for several days. Then he sat down gracefully cross-legged, took a breath, and said with longing and longing, "I really don't know what kind of power this eighth-level top-level formation will be. This time..."

The Chenghuang took out a jug of wine from the storage ring, and without using the wine cup, he directly held the jug and drank it. After taking a few sips, the Chenghuang put down the jug and said, "This eighth-rank super-best array is different from the previous ones. Those who presided over the eighth-rank top-rank array in recent history were only holy lord-level powerhouses, but this time Lord Yan Luo presided over the absolute immortal array.

"Tsk tsk tsk, once the Great Immortal Formation is launched, the entire holy city will be trapped, and the millions of monks in the holy city will also be turned into nutrients and return to heaven and earth.

"Hehe, there are countless talented young monks from the Kyushu Continent there. If all these people are wiped out, the vision of my underworld will be a big step ahead!"

The Wheel-Running King nodded, "Those young monks are future enemies, the more talented they are, the more they should be killed!"

Chenghuang laughed and said: "There are still people who think they are fishing, but they don't know that they are going to die!"