Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Yinguo, capital, Qinrenfang.

In front of a courtyard.

Zhang Shunli was thin and dark-skinned. He stopped in front of his wife, begging and flattering, "Imperial Elder, Immortal Elder, please do me a favor and let my mother-in-law go."

In front of Zhang Shunli, there were two disciples wearing Bone Erosion Sect costumes, one of them was ordinary-looking, and the other was somewhat handsome.On weekdays in the sect, they are just ordinary inner disciples, they are controlled everywhere, and their status is stronger than that of the handyman disciples and outer disciples.

But now it is not in the sect, but in the ordinary country.

Mortal countries, even casual cultivators in the Qi training period, have a lofty status, and even the emperors of the secular dynasties have to be respected, not to mention their powerhouses in the later stage of foundation establishment.

The handsome man smiled gloomyly. The cold smile made Zhang Shunli tremble, but behind him was his wife. The two in front of them took their wives away.

The handsome man said: "Your wife has a spiritual root, but it is a bad spiritual root. She is destined to not go far on the road of cultivation, but well, she can be trained a little bit, and she can barely enter the fairyland. She will be a maid for my senior brother , serve tea and water, squeeze shoulders and beat legs."

Next to him, such an ordinary-looking man said coldly: "What is a mere evil spirit root? I don't know how many beautiful women want to be maids for my senior brother."

Both Zhang Shunli and his wife Sun Shuang behind him were pale.

At this moment, Zhang Shunli's eyes lit up when he heard the words of such an ordinary-looking monk, and Qi Yi said: "Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder, since there are so many beautiful women who are willing to be maids for you two, why don't you use my mother-in-law?"

However, facing Zhang Shunli's humble and pleading eyes, the ordinary-looking monk smiled cruelly, shook his head and said, "No, no, I didn't have much interest in your wife, but you stopped me like this, so I just let you go." I want her, hahahaha, get out of here!"

The monk waved his hand lightly, looking weak and powerless, without even a gust of wind, but Zhang Shunli flew upside down like a ball of cotton, hit the ground heavily, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Husband, husband, husband!"

Seeing this, Sun Shuang was about to run towards Zhang Shunli, tears streaming down his face.

At this time, the ordinary-looking monk's voice sounded, cold as ice, and Sun Shuang, who was running towards Zhang Shunli, froze, "If you dare to take a step forward, I will kill your husband."

Seeing Sun Shuang stopped obediently, another handsome and gloomy man laughed and said, "If you don't want your husband to die, then come with us and serve me and senior brother well. If you want to come back, I will let you back."

One year later, Zhang Shunli had already turned into a handful of loess.

"Husband."

Sun Shuang burst into tears, she wanted to be by her husband's side, but now that the situation was like this, she had no choice, "You have to take care of yourself and live well, and I will come back to look for you after sixty years."

Sun Shuang walked towards the two monks, turning his head every step of the way, weeping uncontrollably.

"Sweet."

Zhang Shunli's eyes were red. A man watched his beloved wife being forcibly taken away by others, but he was helpless. Seeing his wife crying into tears, Zhang Shunli's heart was about to break.

"Two immortal elders," Zhang Shunli said word by word as if he was about to grit his teeth, "I have a good friend who is also a first-class immortal, can I ask the two immortal elders to accommodate—"

"Hey, what kind of dog dares to pull the tiger's skin and pull the banner, what do you think my brothers and sisters are? Can you scare us?" The handsome man's face was cold, and he said sharply: "Don't think that you know a little San Cultivators don’t know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and it’s a good thing that the loose cultivator you know is not here, if he were here, he would be crushed to ashes.”

The ordinary-looking brother next to him gave a disdainful smile. He had seen too many things in which casual cultivators during the qi refining period were as humble as wild dogs dominating the mortal dynasties. Don't say the word 'accommodating', a mere casual cultivator is not worthy, Just as the younger brother said, if the other party is here today, if he doesn't kneel down to show his sincerity, it will be the time for the other party to die.

"Oh?"

At this time, a cold man's voice sounded, "You said, you want to crush me to ashes?"

Following the source of the sound, they looked up to the sky, and saw the figure of a handsome young man in white slowly descending.

"who are you?"

"Who? That casual cultivator?"

Two Bone Erosion Sect disciples asked.

Zhang Shunli looked surprised and said excitedly, "Brother Gu—"

Gu Shen nodded slightly to Zhang Shunli, and looked at the two disciples of the Bone Erosion Sect who were secretly moving. The two seemed to be worried that Gu Shen would escape, and they wanted to surround Gu Shen and cut off Gu Shen's escape.

Gu Shen snorted coldly, his huge consciousness condensed into two "needles", and pierced the heads of two Bone Erosion Sect disciples.

"what!"

"what!"

Two screams sounded, and the two Bone Erosion Sect disciples had lost their breath and fell to the ground dead.

Gu Shen looked at Zhang Shunli, a burst of mana flew out, instantly healed Zhang Shunli's injuries, and said, "Shunli, you can tidy up your house, I have something to do, so let's not talk about the old days."

After Gu Shen finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.

in the palace.

Gu Shen's figure appeared on a palace wall, looking at a large hall in the middle of the palace.

This is his purpose, but when he came here, he noticed that Zhang Shunli was in danger, so he paused for a while. Those two disciples of the Bone Corrosion Sect in the late stage of Foundation Establishment were not even qualified to let him take action.

Of course, Gu Shen didn't make a move either, and just used his divine sense to kill those two people. It was their luck that they were able to die under Gu Shen's divine sense attack.

Gu Shen's consciousness covered the entire palace, and every situation in the palace was presented before his eyes.

"Palace Square, did old Reuben die there? He was crushed to death by monks of the Bone Erosion Sect, leaving no bones left."

Gu Shen's face became colder and colder, with a murderous look emerging, a pair of blade-like eyes looked at the palace, and disappeared on the palace wall in a blink of an eye.

Miyagi, the Hall of Reconciliation.

This is one of the most important palaces in the imperial palace, and it is also the place where the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty in Beijing went to court every day.

But now, in this majestic and magnificent hall, there is no solemnity in the past, but it is full of laughter and fights between men and women.

At this moment, the Hall of Reconciliation seems to have become a banquet hall, a banquet hall for five elders of the Bone Erosion Sect!
Five desks were placed on top of the main hall, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a strong physique. He had an amazing aura, and the smiles on the faces of the other four elders were a little stiff.

"Third Elder, I would like to offer you a toast. It is said that there is a powerful man who transforms into a god in the capital of Yin Kingdom. At the beginning, even the Sixth Elder was killed by him, but now as soon as you arrive, that despicable person will run away as soon as possible." gone."

An Elder of the Bone Erosion Sect dressed in black stood up holding a wine glass, and respectfully toasted to the three elders above him.

This middle-aged man with a strong physique is the mysterious third elder of the Bone Erosion Sect. It is said that the third elder, like the current suzerain, is a direct disciple of the previous suzerain. The current suzerain, after that, lived in a simple place, and later on, he was closed to death. He hadn't seen him for many years, and even many monks of the Bone Erosion Sect thought that the third elder had already passed away in the closed door. perish.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of last year, the three elders actually broke through and broke through to the seventh level of the God Transformation, and truly became a powerful person at the late stage of the God Transformation.

During this big move of the Bone Erosion Sect, Chang Baohua specially arranged the three elders in Yin Country, just to deal with the mysterious strong man, but in the process of the Bone Erosion Sect's conquest of Yin Country, the mysterious The strong man didn't show up, and everyone knew that the mysterious strong man in Lao Shizi was timid. Knowing that he was not the opponent of the third elder, he left the capital of Yin country early, and he didn't know where he fled.

And this third elder has a very perverse temper, or maybe he was suffocated by retreating all the year round, and now he is drinking in a very sensual way.

The third elder laughed, raised the wine glass with his left hand, and embraced the beautiful woman who was waiting with his right hand, "Come, drink this glass to the brim!"

He drank the wine in the glass, threw the wine glass on the table, embraced the imperial concubine of the Yin Kingdom with both hands, and tore off the dress, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"Hahahahaha."

Looking at the terrified beautiful woman in his arms, the Third Elder laughed louder.

Although the other four Nascent Soul Stage elders secretly scolded this old guy for being a pervert, they didn't dare to show the slightest bit on their faces and even laughed along with them.

Soon, the third elder threw away the white body in his hands, and another imperial concubine of the Yin Kingdom was strangled to death by him.

The four Nascent Soul stage elders thought that they could stop for a while. This kind of scene has happened countless times.

The four raised their wine glasses and toasted the three elders.

The third elder let out a long breath, the tyranny emanating from his body dissipated a lot, his whole body became calm and relaxed, he turned a blind eye to the gray corpse beside him, raised his wine glass, and drank with the four of them.

In my mind, scenes from many years ago could not help but emerge.

That was 500 years ago.

The master is still there, and the Bone Erosion Sect is not as powerful as it is now. At that time, he was still a young monk full of longing for the future.

Brothers and sisters often get together to discuss practice while drinking.

Among all the brothers and sisters, he has the highest talent and is the most favored by his master, and he is trained as the next generation suzerain.

He also firmly believes that he is the next suzerain. He takes the responsibility of the suzerain as his own responsibility, and is determined to lead the Bone Erosion Sect to become stronger, so that the master can be proud of himself and because of himself.

Until that day, the master rescued a young man from outside and accepted him as a disciple. Later, the little junior brother showed amazing talent in cultivation, and was even able to keep pace with him.

The talent of the little junior is even higher than his.

There were voices in the sect to establish the younger brother as the successor of the suzerain. The younger junior brother was very popular and was recognized by many fellow sects. More and more voices in the sect supported the establishment of the junior junior brother as the successor of the suzerain.

He started to panic, the little junior brother brought too much pressure on him, and he also noticed the change in the master's attitude, the man he respected as his father had wavered, and wanted to make the junior junior brother the successor of the suzerain.

He practiced more and more desperately, gave up all the temptations outside, and practiced assiduously like an ascetic monk. He practiced desperately and went crazy, just to prove to his master that he is the best.

But in the end, when the master was dying, he still passed on the position of suzerain to the younger brother.

At that moment, he fell into grief, anger, heartbreak, and chills, grieving over the death of the man who respected him like a father, angry at the fact that the master gave up on him in the end, and finally passed on the position of suzerain to his junior brother.

That extremely complicated and extreme emotion seemed to tear him apart.

Since that day, he held his breath and closed the death test, and he would never leave the test if his cultivation level did not exceed that of his junior brother for a day.

The position of suzerain has been decided, and he has no more thoughts in his heart. The only thing that supports him is to be better than his junior brother who has become suzerain, and prove to the dead master that he is no worse than anyone else!

I don’t know how many cold and hot days, until last year, he was wandering on the edge of insanity, and the way of transformation was imminent, but in the dark, as if he saw the guidance of the master, he persisted hard, and finally found the slightest opportunity to break through to the path of transformation. The seventh level of the gods, the barrier from the mid-stage to the late-stage of the transformation of the gods, has blocked too many monks of the Tianjiao. He believes that he should be able to beat the younger brother when he breaks through to the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

But he never thought that when he went out to find his junior brother back then, he suddenly discovered that his junior brother was already far ahead.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha cough cough cough."

He laughed wildly, coughed with laughter, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Guo Yunye is already dead. He died in that lonely, cold and damp retreat cave in the winter of 500 years ago. The one who walked out of that cave is the third elder who is like a lunatic.
Suddenly, the third elder stopped laughing, his chest heaved slowly, his brows were furrowed, and he looked towards the entrance of the hall ahead.

In front of the gate of the Hall of Reconciliation, a figure appeared, wearing a white robe, tall and tall, with handsome features, it was Gu Shen.

Gu Shen stepped forward and walked into the main hall. Everyone noticed him. A disciple of the Bone Erosion Sect who was on duty wanted to step forward, but found that he couldn't move, and his face changed drastically.

The four Nascent Soul Stage elders also realized something was wrong. They wanted to get up, but suddenly found that they had lost control of their bodies, and could not even utter a word. Gu Shen, who was slowly approaching, was relieved when he noticed that the third elder behind him seemed not to be affected.

"With the three elders here, we can definitely deal with this person."

Several people thought so in their hearts.

"Who are you?" The third elder looked solemn, seeing the strangeness of the other people at the moment, guessing that the strength of the person should not be underestimated.

Gu Shen stood in front of the five people's desk, looked at the third elder in front of him, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what I do here matters."

"What are you here for?" The third elder looked alert, secretly circulating the mana in his body.

"I'm here to kill."

After Gu Shen finished speaking, a wave of mana emerged from him, centered on Gu Shen, spreading in all directions, sweeping across the entire Palace of Harmony, Palace City, Imperial City, and Capital in an instant, and all the eclipses swept away by this wave of mana The monks of the Bone Sect lost all their vital energy, fell to the ground and died.