Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 458 Ghost Ridge

Dong Linhou looked a little uneasy, staring at Gu Shen closely with a gloomy face. It seemed that this boy had a secret treasure that could resist Qi.

"Humph!"

Marquis Donglin stood up directly and gave Gu Shen a cold look, "People like you can't last long in the world of cultivation."

If anyone else had dared to act so recklessly, Marquis Donglin would have killed him long ago. However, Gu Shen might have been involved too much, and he had not concealed his whereabouts, so it would be difficult to take action.

He is not afraid of offending Gu Shen or even the Holy Land behind Gu Shen. As an important minister of the Da Qi Dynasty, as long as he does not betray the dynasty, the Da Qi Dynasty can protect him no matter who he offends.But if he gets hot-headed at this time and kills Gu Shen, causing the Holy Land behind Gu Shen to attack, it will make the current situation of the Daqi Dynasty even worse. If the Daqi Dynasty can withstand it, it will inevitably pay a heavy price. By then his own status may not be preserved.

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Marquis Donglin turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the room in a flash.

"This guy is really arrogant. Xiao Shenzi, you should have kept him!"

From the palm of his left hand, an angry voice with red raised eyes came out.

Marquis Donglin felt that Gu Shen was acting arrogant in front of him, but Hong Shuyan still thought Marquis Donglin was arrogant.

Marquis Donglin didn't know Gu Shen's true cultivation and strength. He only thought that Gu Shen was still in the combined stage. After all, the battle between gods had just passed not long ago. He never thought that Gu Shen had already broken through to the Mahayana stage, and was in the Mahayana II stage. At the peak of the level, he has comprehended the power of rules to [-]%. In terms of strength, he is definitely the top powerhouse below the Holy Lord level powerhouse. Donglin Hou is only at the third level of the Mahayana. Compared with the third level of the Mahayana, The peak Tuoba Dragon City is not as good as it is.

Just now, Marquis Donglin was tense and looked like he was trying to intimidate Gu Shen. Gu Shen had no reaction and only felt that Marquis Donglin was like a clown.

He is confident that if he really fights with Donglinhou, he may not be able to kill Donglinhou, but he will definitely win in the end.

If Marquis Donglin really has superb means, that's all. If he is just an ordinary third-level Mahayana monk, he might lose his life.

Regarding the two ancient holy places of Daqi Dynasty and Zhulong Palace, what Gu Shen was afraid of were the powerful ones at the Holy Lord level, but even in the ancient holy places, there were only a handful of such powerful people.

Gu Shen smiled and said: "This man is a prince of the Da Qi Dynasty after all. Unlike the middle-level disciples of the Zhulong Palace, if he is killed, he will definitely attract the Da Qi Dynasty, which will be a bit troublesome."

Hearing the words, the red-eyed man pondered for a moment, and said: "That's what happened, but Xiao Shenzi, you have to pay attention. In my opinion, this person doesn't seem to be a kind person. He should be a narrow-minded person. He can't even give you a cold knife. You don't think so." Be careful."

Gu Shen nodded, "Yes, senior, I will be careful."

The two sides had not reached an agreement just now, and Marquis Donglin looked like he was craving for people, and he was very threatening, which showed that he was not a broad-minded person.

If you offended that person this time, you really need to be more careful in the future.

However, Gu Shen is also confident that he will break through the shackles with extremely fast cultivation speed, become a third-level Mahayana monk, and become a powerful Saint Lord. He will push Donglin Hou further and further away. When the gap between the two sides is large enough, , the other party will no longer be a threat.

Take a breath and slowly calm your mind.

Gu Shen continued to devote himself to cultivation. After more than a month of continuous absorption of Yin Qi, his cultivation reached the peak of the second level of Mahayana a few days ago.

Gu Shen could feel that the shackles had begun to loosen, and he was not far away from breaking through to the third level of Mahayana.

Donglin Mansion City.

Marquis Donglin went to the General's Mansion first, and Shen Chong was about to go to the city wall.

"Marquis Donglin, what's wrong?" Shen Chong stopped and asked.He also attaches great importance to this matter. If he can get the help of a Holy Land-level force to jointly fight against the Zhulong Palace, the pressure he bears will be greatly reduced.

Marquis Donglin said in a deep voice: "General, Gu Shen is extremely arrogant. He refuses to accept soft or hard advice and is unwilling to join forces with us."

Shen Chong frowned when he heard this, sighed, and said, "Alas."

After a pause, Shen Chong looked at Marquis Donglin and said, "Marquis Donglin, you didn't have any conflict with him, right?"

He suddenly thought of some of the rumors he had heard about Gu Shen. He was not like that arrogant young genius. In the legend, Gu Shen was courteous and courteous, which was very different from the arrogant young man described by Marquis Donglin.

Thinking of what he learned from his subordinates about Hou Donglin's past behavior style, Shen Chong asked this question. He vaguely regretted that this matter should not be left to Hou Donglin.

Marquis Donglin looked solemn and said solemnly: "General, you know your priorities in your humble position. Although you are dissatisfied with Gu Shen's arrogant attitude, you have been tolerant and have never had any conflicts with him."

Shen Chong nodded, stopped asking, and said, "Since Gu Shen doesn't want to, let's forget about it. Will Marquis Donglin go to the city wall with me?"

"Go with the general."

After Marquis Donglin finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to return home and went directly to the city wall with Shen Chong.

Gu Shen is still here today.

Marquis Donglin stood on the huge city wall, watching Gu Shen walking through the battlefield below, and took action to save a monk named Daqi Dynasty and Zhulong Palace.

His eyes only stayed on Gu Shen for a moment and then looked away, as if nothing happened at Tongfu Inn this morning.

It was getting late and the two sides made a temporary truce.

Someone went to count the casualties of the monks below, and on the high-end combat side, six monks in the transformation stage were killed, and one supreme power in the integration stage was seriously injured, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

Shen Chong's face was solemn. Zhulong Palace was completely fighting for his life, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred. If this continues, either the dynasty will continue to send more support, or he can only reduce the defense line. At that point At that time, most of Donglin Mansion will be abandoned, and this will become the biggest stain in his life!
The rest of the people all looked heavy.

Donglin Fucheng, Donglin Houfu.

Marquis Donglin returned to the mansion with a calm expression, without saying a word. However, when he sat down on the Grand Master's chair, his expression suddenly darkened, and there was an icy chill in his eyes.

He leaned on the back of the Taishi's chair and slowly closed his eyes.

Time passed minute by second, when the moon was in the sky and everything was silent, the figure of Marquis Donglin, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, flashed and disappeared into the study.

Donglin Mansion, Guiji Ridge.

This is the border between Donglin Mansion and Bienning Mansion. Most of these areas have complex forces, large numbers of people, and chaos, making it difficult to control.But Guiji Ridge is different. It is a well-known dangerous place, and ordinary people dare not come here.

Deep in the Ghostly Silent Ridge, hoarse howls, sometimes high and sometimes low, could be heard, which was terrifying.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the top of a hundred-foot-high mountain. It was none other than Marquis Donglin.

(End of this chapter)