Changsheng: There is no bottleneck in my practice

Chapter 70

Kyoto.

Ever since he found out that Wushengjiao was also surnamed Ye after visiting the imperial city at night, Liang Sheng hibernated again to calm down the agitated heart of the congenital queen.

However, the rebellion in Prince Pingan's Mansion in Kyoto is still going on. Every day, people are dragged to Caishikou for questioning and beheaded, and new prisoners are taken into custody every moment in the sky prison.

After all, every time a dynasty rebellion occurs, countless people will be implicated. Liang Sheng didn't care about it until he accidentally saw one of the prisoners.

Gray hair, clavicles on both shoulders were pierced by fine steel, and an iron awl was pierced above the tailbone. One can imagine how wary everyone in the court was.

Xia Zhiqiu! ?

Liang Sheng couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the old man. His long-standing memory struck him. He didn't expect that Xia Zhiqiu was still alive, but Xia Zhiqiu was still in the Ninth Layer of Acquired Realm.

The bottleneck of martial arts is so difficult, how many martial arts arrogances have stepped beyond the bottleneck, unable to advance an inch, and there are very few people who have achieved innate talents in the world.

Although Xia Zhiqiu was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, and his white clothes were stained with blood, his face was calm, as if he had accepted the result calmly and was ready to die generously.

But behind him there are dozens of people crying and crying. There are a few men who look exactly like Xia Zhiqiu back then, probably his descendants.

However, Liang Sheng didn't feel much touched. After all, Xia Zhiqiu was a direct descendant of Prince Pingan's Mansion, so it was not surprising that he ended up like this. It's just that Liang Sheng couldn't help but think of a person in his mind at the moment.

If the other party breaks through the Houtian Nine Layers, they may not survive the present. Thinking of this, Liang Sheng closed the shop early this time, and Lao Zhang even thought that something happened to him.

After Liang Sheng closed the store, he went to the teahouse in the east of the city, secretly concentrating on it, and most of the rebel prisoners who came and went to escort rebels passed through here, and then they were escorted to Tianlao, Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple.

Maybe the sky prison is rarely so busy, escorting prisoners one after another, just when the scorching sun is in the sky and the heat is unbearable, Liang Sheng's pupils can't help shrinking.

In fact, he just came to try his luck. He didn't expect that Zheng Wanchun really didn't die, and he also broke through the Ninth Realm of Houtian. It's a pity that his current situation is no different from that of Xia Zhiqiu.

Liang Sheng was not impulsive, but watched Zheng Wanchun's family being escorted forward, and masters like Zheng Wanchun were indeed imprisoned in the prison.

This can't help but make Liang Sheng feel a little bit embarrassed. He tapped his finger on the table. He didn't intend to rescue Zheng Wanchun.

After weighing the pros and cons, Liang Sheng couldn't help but smile wryly. He still couldn't let go of the old friendship. Zheng Wanchun was pure friendship with him in Jinzhou City, and there was no interest in the year-end friendship. After all, he was a "trash" at that time.

After all, people have their own bottom line. After thinking about it, Liang Sheng still made up his mind. He decided to take a look at the situation in the prison first. If his own safety was guaranteed, he would then see if he could satisfy some of Zheng Wanchun's "reasonable last wishes" before his death.

In the next few days, Liang Sheng had a thorough understanding of the situation in the Heavenly Prison. It may be that Emperor Yanjing was busy arranging funeral affairs, and the rebellion could not be overthrown. Anyone can find out.

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night.

Heaven Prison.

Lao Zhou, who is known as the old demon of the blood prison, has been around the martial arts masters of the B brand for a long time today, and he still had a smile on his face when he came out.

But he was a little annoyed in his heart. These rebels of King Ping'an were all brave and fearless, and none of them were willing to show their unique skills.

Lao Zhou was obsessed with martial arts, because their Zhou family was able to pass down the Tian prison jail head from generation to generation, because each generation was successful in martial arts.

This is what the ancestors of the Zhou family had seen. Every time a martial artist was imprisoned, he would try his best to obtain the opponent's unique skills.

In this way, as long as the descendants of the Zhou family have martial arts talent, they can try it out and choose the most suitable martial arts in their childhood.

Logically speaking, the Zhou family has collected a lot of unique skills privately, but who would dislike having too many unique skills in their own family?
At this time, Lao Zhou had just finished torturing Xia Zhiqiu, who was once a third-rank official in the Shangshu Mansion, but the other party was tough, and he didn't get anything.

He wanted to continue to visit Zheng Wanchun, but for some reason, he felt a sudden chill in his heart, and then stopped going forward.

His Zhou family also has a bloodline inheritance ability, which is to seek good fortune and avoid evil. If not, how could they have been passed down in Tianlao for so many years without accidents?
Old Zhou believed in his intuition, so he turned around and left without even thinking about it. How many times has he avoided death because of this kind of determination?
But at this time, he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, is there any reason why this Zheng Wanchun is not successful, otherwise why is it so?

As long as the prisoner who made him feel this way back then, which one would not be extremely happy and get out of prison safely?Lao Zhou even deliberately sold it in advance and got a lot of benefits.

It seems that tomorrow I have to take a bottle of good wine to see Zheng Wanchun, this is just a trivial matter, but if Zheng Wanchun really has something behind him, I will definitely not lose.

Just when Lao Zhou turned and left without hesitation, Liang Sheng who was in the shadow at the corner couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He was wearing the clothes of a prison guard at the moment, and his whole face was adjusted with health-preserving exercises, returning to his old age.

interesting.

Zheng Wanchun was lying on his side in the corner with his eyes closed at this time, maybe because he was worried that they were all masters of the Ninth Layer of Acquired Heaven, although the imperial court had sealed off their cultivation, they were still carefully locked up alone.

At this moment, he heard Liang Sheng's footsteps, but he didn't raise his head, but the next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, because the cell door opened.

However, the light was dim at the moment, and he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly for a while, but the other party was actually holding a food plate with a jug of wine on it.

Cut off the meal?

Didn't expect it to come so soon?

Seeing the jailer put the food plate in front of him, Zheng Wanchun couldn't help feeling a little dazed, but it was the jailer sitting directly opposite him.

"Captain Zheng, long time no see!"

Zheng Wanchun raised his head abruptly, staring at Liang Sheng, his long-standing memories flooded into his mind instantly, and he was speechless for a while due to his excitement.

"Don't get excited, it's me, Boss Zheng, you can speak softly."

Zheng Wanchun hurriedly lowered his head at this time, he is worthy of being a master of the Ninth Layer of Houtian, he quickly adjusted his mood, and asked softly: "Brother Sheng, aren't you dead?"

"Yeah, I died once, so now I'm here to see you off, to end our friendship."

Speaking of this, Liang Sheng made a sudden move, a stream of pure innate internal energy entered Zheng Wanchun's body, and then the refined steel awl on his clavicle and coccyx fell off directly.

Seeing this, Zheng Wanchun couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling overwhelmed.

Innate master! ?
He wanted to say a lot at this time but didn't know where to start, but Liang Sheng picked up the wine glass and poured the wine, and then toasted.

"Please."

Zheng Wanchun quickly picked up the wine glass, and drank it down. Liang Sheng seemed to know what he wanted to ask, so he asked directly.

"My situation is a bit complicated, if it weren't for the death of Zheng Butou and you, I'm afraid we would never see each other in this lifetime.

This time I'm here to send Zheng Butou on his last journey. I don't know if you have any wishes. As long as it doesn't exceed the scope of my tolerance, I can help you achieve it. "

Zheng Wanchun's heart seemed to be poured down by a pot of water, and he calmed down. King Pingan and Xuankong were both in the north of the imperial city, and he still had delusions that he shouldn't have?
Zheng Wanchun is a free and easy person, looking at Liang Sheng's cold eyes, he also knows that he wants to go out, but it is whimsical.

But it's better than the death of the whole family and the severance of blood inheritance!

"Brother Sheng, my life has been extremely wonderful. Although I have today's consequences, I have no regrets. It's just that my young grandson is still in his infancy. It has nothing to do with this matter. I wonder if you can let him live. Pass me on. The blood of the Zheng family?"

"Yes, I will help him find a good family and grow up safely."

Liang Sheng thought for a while, then nodded and agreed directly. An ignorant child is irrelevant, but it would be a little troublesome for an adult.

Hearing this, Zheng Wanchun couldn't help toasting again, but there was silence between the two of them. When Liang Sheng finally broke the silence and understood the situation of Zheng Wanchun's young grandson, he got up and said goodbye.

"Catcher Zheng, with my inner energy today, you can recover your peak strength for half an hour. After I rescue your young grandson, if you want to do something, do it to your heart's content. I just hope you don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, Liang Sheng turned around and walked out of the cell door. On the other side, Lao Zhou was still on guard drinking some wine, when suddenly a man in jailer's clothes appeared in front of him.

"Old Blood Prison?"

Lao Zhou couldn't help being stiff all over, with peanuts in his hands, but he didn't dare to say a word at this time, feeling overwhelming pressure on his body.

He was roaring in his heart now, the hairs on his back stood up, and the cold sweat dripped on his forehead, only four words lingered in his heart, full of disbelief.

Innate master!

　Everyone must follow up, thank you, woo woo woo!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)