Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Donghuang, Holy City.

In the east district of the outer city, in a courtyard deep inside the Gu family.

Today, Zhao Jianjia and her daughter Lu Qingning came to visit the Gu family. They never thought that the Gu family would have a guest.

Zhao Jianjia was chatting with Song Yinzhang and Zheng Lin, while Gu Xiao and Lu Qingning stood on either side of the door, secretly observing the situation in the room.

‘Is such a beautiful woman really a guest? Could it be that daddy's mistress who was away from home came to the door. ’

Gu Xiao thought secretly in his mind, speculating on the identity of the person coming.

In the main house.

Gu Shen sat on one side of the Eight Immortals table, smiled and looked at the beautiful female cultivator who was sitting upright on the other side, and said: "After the fairy goes back, thank the Holy Lord Amaterasu for me. This lot of divine tea is enough for me to use for a long time."

The female cultivator sitting upright was Nolan, a disciple of Holy Lord Amaterasu. On the order of Holy Lord Amaterasu, she came to give Gu Shen twenty kilograms of ginkgo divine tea and invited Gu Shen to go to Amaterasu when he had free time. A guest in the Holy Land.

Gu Shenzi did not have time to go to Amaterasu Holy Land, but he liked the twenty kilograms of ginkgo tea brought by Nuo Lan. This tea was made from the leaves of the ancient ginkgo tree in Amaterasu Holy Land. , has the powerful effect of calming the energy and concentrating the mind.

After Gu Shen killed Tuoba Longcheng, Holy Lord Amaterasu sent Nuolan to send some to show that he was repairing the problem, but at that time he only gave a few taels, but this time he was bleeding heavily, and he brought twenty kilograms directly. .

Nuo Lan nodded repeatedly and said: "Senior is very busy with work. I will just come to Amaterasu when I have some free time in the future. My sect is waiting for you."

Gu Shen's current status is too high, and she is far above the Holy Lord. She feels a lot of pressure when talking to Gu Shen now, and she has to think about every word in her heart for a long time.

Gu Shen smiled slightly and nodded.

Nuolan continued: "After a few years, a batch of old leaves from the Ginkgo Sacred Tree will fall off, and some new tea will be made. I will send it to my seniors then."

Gu Shen smiled and shook his head, saying: "These twenty kilograms of divine tea are already a big gift, and they are enough for me to drink for a long time. There is no need to give them anymore."

Gu Shen had heard that the Ginkgo Divine Tea from Amaterasu Holy Land was extremely complicated to make and could only be produced in a few kilograms for thousands of years. He was a little embarrassed to receive such a gift from Amaterasu Holy Land.

Nuo Lan smiled and said, "This is Master's order."

After saying that, she stood up, cupped her hands, and said: "The matter is over, I won't disturb senior anymore, I will take my leave."

Hearing this, Gu Shen smiled slightly and nodded without missing a beat: "Okay, when you go back, don't forget to thank your master for me."

"Yes, senior, I will definitely bring it."

Nuo Lan bowed.

Gu Shen hummed softly, moved his fingertips slightly, and a ray of light flew out and enveloped Nuolan. The next moment, this beautiful female cultivator disappeared into the room.

Outside the Holy City.

A ray of light appeared out of thin air, revealing Nuo Lan's figure.

"Senior Gu"

She whispered softly, breathing a sigh of relief in her heart.

Facing the most powerful person in the world, she kept beating in her heart, fearing that she might offend him if she did something wrong.

She couldn't help but think of the first time she met Gu Shen many years ago.

At that time, Gu Shen had already spread throughout the world of cultivation by virtue of his title as the leader of the divine war. Later, as a young monk, he killed Tuoba Longcheng, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land. Even the Holy Lord was afraid and unwilling to do so. After a conflict with him, he sent her to make amends with Gu Shen.

When she looked at Gu Shen back then, she was already astonished.

As a younger generation of monks, she was still struggling in the Nascent Soul stage to try her best to reach the realm of divine transformation, while Gu Shen was already able to kill giants in the early Mahayana stage.

The gap between the two is simply beyond calculation.

The strength of the young leader can only be described as terrifying.

She had thought at the beginning that with Gu Shen's unparalleled talent, if he did not die midway, he would definitely accomplish great things in the future and become an unparalleled powerhouse. It would be easy to create a holy land like the founder of Amaterasu Holy Land.

But now it seems that Nuolan can't help but smile bitterly, she still underestimated this person after all.

In just a few decades, he has reached this point. The Holy Land bows his head and no one dares to disrespect him.

That ginkgo divine tea is so precious. Even the Supreme Elder only gets two taels of it every thousand years. Now in order to befriend Gu Shen, the Holy Land directly gave out twenty kilograms.

With such a huge weight, even Holy Lord Amaterasu cannot make a decision in one word, but consults with all the Supreme Elders.

In the past, there were always disagreements over such issues, and sometimes there were even heated quarrels.

However, this time, it was surprisingly unanimous and no one objected.

Although twenty kilograms of ginkgo divine tea is extremely precious, if you can make good friends with Gu Shen, it will be all worth it.

Nuolan suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind and stopped thinking about it. She immediately activated her magic power, activated her escape technique, and flew towards the south.

Northern Plains, deep in the ice valley.

The deep snow all around has covered this ice valley so thickly that it is completely white at first glance.

There were still large snowflakes falling from the sky, and layers of snow accumulated, turning into pieces of hard ice cake.

The biting cold wind carries the goose feather snow, howling in this plain white world.

In the small world of Wheel King.

In such a large territory, there are creatures multiplying, but they are all mortals and there are no cultivators.

These mortals were all brought by the Chakravartin King from the outside world. They have been multiplying in this small world for thousands of years, and it is unknown how many generations it has gone through.

These billions of creatures all think that the world they live in is a real world. How can they know that they are just being supported by strong men?

Above this "Five Realms of China" that has shrunk countless times, there are clouds separated by patches, and there is even a palace suspended above the sun, moon and stars.

In the palace.

The Chakravartin King sat high on the huge throne, his eyes slightly closed, his brows furrowed together, and he fell into some difficult thinking.

"Zhu Yan hasn't shown up for a long time. Is he really in retreat? Or..."

Chakravartin King no longer dared to speculate any more. His heart felt chilly and chills ran down his spine.

Previously, there were rumors in the five realms of China that Lord Yama was a Shura. Zhu Yan wanted to unite the monks from all the underworld to pay homage to Yama, hoping to get Lord Yama to come forward to refute this rumor and give all the people in the underworld The monk is confident. But the monks from all branches of the underworld avoided seeing him. They huddled in their own small worlds, not daring to show their heads, and just hid in the dark and watched.

Yama has not come out, the city god has died, and now the Wheel-turning King is in charge of many matters in the underworld. Although he has little presence, he is aware of many things.

Since then, Zhu Yan has disappeared.

Some people speculated that Zhu Yan hit a wall with everyone and went back to his own little world to retreat, so he never showed up.

But King Chakravartin still knows Zhu Yan very well. With Zhu Yan's temperament, if his mind is not clear, he will never be able to sit still, let alone go to retreat.

Over the past few days, King Chakravartin would often think of something, but when he thought about it later, he no longer dared to think about it or speculate, because some things really couldn't withstand speculation.

For example, if Zhu Yan's character hits a wall outside the small world of monks from all branches of the underworld, will he honestly go back to his own small world to retreat?

No, absolutely not.

If. With Zhu Yan's temperament, even if no one is with him, he will go to Lord Yama alone to ask clearly.

And if he really went to find Lord Yama, why did he disappear again?

"Ugh."

Chakravartin sighed.

There is a high probability that something unexpected happened.

As for who killed Zhu Yan, King Chakravartin had already guessed it, and the answer to whether Yama was Shura or not was naturally ready to be revealed.

Everything that the King of Wheels can think of can also be thought of by powerful people from all walks of life in the underworld. After all, no one is a fool, let alone a monk who has gone through many trainings.

Today, various problems have arisen in the underworld, but the biggest problem is the instability within the underworld. Some branch monks are hiding in their own small worlds, and some branch monks have even left the Ice Valley and are hiding in the underworld. I don’t know where I went. ,

It has been nearly a million years since the establishment of the Underworld. In these long years, the Underworld has never had such a huge problem as it is now, and it is almost disintegrating.

The soul figure in the underworld has not yet appeared, and the source of the biggest problem is that there is something wrong with that soul figure.

"Underworld, oh underworld,"

There seemed to be a strange expression on Wheel King's mask that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, or crying but not crying, "The eternal plan has come to an end."

It is more than 200,000 miles north of the Ice Valley.

This place is an endless ice field, with heavy snow falling from the sky. The snow is so powerful that it is twice as big as the Ice Valley!

However, in the heavy snow in the sky, a ray of light would occasionally flash by. The light was a faint scarlet color, and it would be difficult to detect it unless an extremely careful person kept a close eye on it.

In a small world, everything as far as the eye can see is a rich scarlet color. The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, etc. all show a scarlet color.

In the middle of the small world, there is a towering dark hall, exuding a simple atmosphere.

In the main hall, a figure sat cross-legged on a futon, but his body was large and the futon looked small, and his two crossed feet had already extended outside the futon.

With a ferocious mask on his face, he was undoubtedly Yama from the underworld, but compared to before, Yama's body was a bit larger at this time, at least eight or nine feet long.

There was a scarlet luster around him, and as he breathed in and out, scorching air surged up. The scorching air rose up and burned on the main hall, seeming to make the main hall darker.

After returning from the blood cave that day, Yama stopped going out and put down many thoughts. The underworld stopped paying attention and concentrated on cultivating his injured body.

It seemed that he still had a choice of roads ahead of him, but standing in this position, there was actually only one road ahead of him, to try his luck of a narrow escape.

Yama's eyes were closed tightly, and the aura around him rose and fell, like the waves of the sea.

In the battle with Gu Shen that day, he was seriously injured. The last time he was injured this seriously was millions of years ago.

After many days of recuperation, he could only recover a little. It would take at least several years to recover.

However, Yama is not anxious. He has been waiting for millions of years, but it is only a few years, and it passes in the blink of an eye.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yama, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, flashing with shock and anger.

"Hiding it so deeply, I want to leave but keep my life!"

The next moment, Yama's figure disappeared from the hall.

Eastern Wasteland, Central Territory, Holy City.

Gu Shen had lunch with his family, taught a few people how to practice, and then returned to his room.

He gently took off the shoes that his senior sister had sewn for him, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Still no trace of the underworld has been found, but Beiyuan has not been completely searched. We have only searched a large area in the south, but we have not yet searched the depths. The depths of Beiyuan are where the underworld is most likely to be hidden."

Gu Shen thought in his mind, "It's time for me to go and take a look. Now is the time when Tianmen's cohesion is strongest. If we don't take this opportunity to unite the immortal weapons from the major ancient holy places to get rid of Yama, it will definitely be more difficult in the future." "

This time, the attitude of Yunwu Villa and the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty also sounded a warning to Gu Shen. Although those ancient holy lands were not visible on the surface, they rejected him in their hearts.

This is inevitable. A powerful person who has transcended the tribulation period is superior to the ancient holy places. How can those ancient holy places be happy? It's just that because of Gu Shen's strength, he didn't dare to say more even if he was unwilling to do so.

And as time goes by, Tianmen will be disbanded without warning, and many ancient holy places will inevitably have deviant actions. By then, there may not be as good an opportunity as now, and it will be much more difficult to kill Yama.

"If I can go one step further -"

Gu Shen's thought stopped as soon as it arose.

He has reached the pinnacle of this world, the real top. For many days, whether he has comprehended the Dharma or absorbed Yin Qi and practiced, he has not improved at all. Or maybe there has been, but the improvement is too weak. , even he couldn't notice it.

Taking a step further in cultivation is easy to talk about, but in practice, it is extremely difficult.

Because if you go further up, you will become an immortal.

Since ancient times, it has been extremely difficult to achieve the Tribulation Stage. Countless geniuses have risen to the top for millions of years, but at most they have only reached the peak of the Mahayana. In the long years, only Gu Shen has become the strongest person in the Tribulation Stage, and those who are higher up Becoming an immortal is something that is impossible to achieve.

Moreover, Gu Shen had speculated that the great changes in recent years were not only caused by problems in this world of cultivation, but also by the high-altitude fairy world. Otherwise, how could the immortals in the upper world have not been there for millions of years? Has a decree been passed down?

"I have come to this point. It is too difficult to improve further. I can only slowly rely on time. After ten thousand or one hundred thousand years, there may be obvious improvement."

Gu Shen sighed softly, "Now we still need to find Yama Luo as soon as possible, and use the power of all the immortal weapons and mine to kill Yama Luo, so that we can eliminate this serious trouble!"

Gu Shen thought for a while and decided to leave tomorrow for Beiyuan to personally search for traces of the underworld and Yama.

hum!

Suddenly, a wave of vibration came, Gu Shen's face changed slightly and he looked outside. (End of chapter)