Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 403 I rode your horse
Yang Xuanzhen still ignored Huang Laosan's "admonition" and kept crossing his arms, looking indifferently at Guanshi Ma.

At this moment, Huang Laosan felt that he was in a cave of ten thousand years of ice. His whole body was as cold as ever, and his thin body was shivering from the cold.

He could foresee that Manager Ma would soon be offended by Yang Xuanzhen's disrespectful behavior.

He will also suffer the fate of being a fish in a pond and be thrown into the sea by the steward horse to feed the black fish, thus ending his life as a dog.

Things turned out just as he expected. Steward Ma's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he led more than a hundred scoundrels to stride forward in a menacing manner.

Thousands of feet.

Baizhang.

Steward Ma walked closer and closer, staring at Yang Xuan with a pair of green eyes and said coldly: "Slave, why don't you kneel down?"

Huang Laosan felt his heart rising higher and higher, almost bursting out of his throat.

The other mining slaves around saw this scene out of the corner of their eyes. Although they were still working hard at mining and were extremely tired, they tried their best to hold back their big breaths out of fear, and their faces turned red.

They all knew that whenever Steward Ma's eyes emitted green light, it meant that a mining slave was about to die in an extremely miserable way.

No exceptions.

Manager Ma was already less than fifty feet away from Yang Xuanzhen.

On the left and right sides of him, the gangsters were holding long whips tightly, each with a fierce look, as if they were going to beat Yang Xuanzhen to a point where he would be worse than dead.

But at this moment, something happened that caught everyone off guard.

"Who do you think you are?"

There was a trace of sarcasm in the corner of Yang Xuanzhen's mouth, his waist and horse united, like a cheetah, he rushed in front of Steward Ma and slapped him in the face.

Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded, shocking the many scoundrels and the tens of thousands of mining slaves around them.

There was silence in the mine.

What did they see?
The native emperor who was in charge of tens of thousands of mining slaves was slapped by this new mining slave?

This is ridiculous.

"Slave, you...you...how dare you?"

Manager Ma covered his swollen pig's head and remained frozen in place.

Whoosh!
While everyone was stunned, Yang Xuanzhen flashed his figure, bypassed the steward horse, and then leaped continuously, rushing towards the entrance of the mine like a cannonball.

In the blink of an eye, he had already run thousands of feet away.

Manager Ma finally came to his senses and roared violently like a beast: "Damn it, this slave dares to hit me. If I catch him, I will destroy all his limbs first!"

Whoosh whoosh!
More than a hundred gangsters were awakened by this voice, and then they all jumped out, their bodies bursting into the air, and they chased Yang Xuanzhen like wolves and tigers.

"Pooh!"

Manager Ma spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body like a ball of flesh shone with fairy light.

There was no longer any sign of vanity in his whole person, and he became more energetic and fierce, chasing after him as well.

At this time, Yang Xuanzhen had already arrived at the exit of the mine, used the Divine Fist of Heaven to blast away the eight guards who wanted to intercept him, and rushed out.

He glanced around and saw an open plain outside the cave. There was an official road built directly in front, leading to the city far away.

At some point at the entrance of the mine, there was a strange beast covered with scales, about two people tall, with majestic limbs and a huge unicorn on its head.

According to the ancient Taoist scriptures of the Taiyi Sect, this is a strange species in the immortal world, called the horned horse. It is naturally powerful, extremely fast, and has a gentle temperament. Even ordinary true immortals may not be able to catch up with it.

In the fairy world, true immortals cannot fly away from the constraints of gravity. Only strong heavenly immortals can fly.

Immortals cannot tear apart space and move.

Only gods can break through the space and barely teleport hundreds of miles, which will consume a lot of mana.

Therefore, many monks below the level of immortals will use the horned horse as a means of transportation.

Of course, if monks below the level of immortals do not have a certain background, they can only become slaves of others, and it is impossible to own a mount such as the horned horse.

Yang Xuanzhen did not see this horse when he first came to the mine. It should be the exclusive mount of the horse manager.

Without saying a word, he jumped on the horse's back, clamped his arms under the horse's belly, and his target was not the city in the distance, but galloping towards the primeval forest on the other side.

Smoke and dust rose from the ground.

"My BMW!"

Manager Ma rushed out of the mine and happened to see Yang Xuanzhen riding his horse away. He couldn't help but become even more angry and cursed at the many losers who had just chased him out: "What are you doing here, you losers? Why don't you give it to me?" Kill him with immortal magic!"

"Master Steward, what about your BMW?" a bald man asked cautiously.

Yang Xuanzhen had already ridden on the horned horse, and everyone used their magic to kill each other. Their magic was blind, and they couldn't afford to hurt Steward Ma's beloved horse.

"Ma, your mother!" Manager Ma scolded fiercely, and slapped the bald man away.

How could he care about his own horse after suffering such humiliation?

"kill!"

Many of the bastards trembled, and no longer dared to neglect, they began to use their magic power to make the fairy light on their bodies even brighter. They each performed various magic techniques that were enough to flatten a hill, and violently bombarded Yang Xuanzhen, who was galloping on his horse. Indiscriminate bombing.

Steward Ma fired a silver-white short spear from his cuff, like a silver dragon rising out of the sea. It was full of murderous intent, rubbing the air with a sound of wind and thunder, and aimed at Yang Xuanzhen's back.

This is the most top-notch Taoist weapon, called the Wind and Thunder Silver Spear. The body of the gun contains an extremely terrifying sharp aura and can pierce a large hole in a hundred-foot-long stone.

There is no world, no weapon spirit, and no elixir-refining, weapon-refining functions like the lower realm's top-grade Taoist tools.

Because all the laws of the fairy world are completely different from those of the lower world, and the space of the fairy world is much stronger than that of the lower world.

In the fairy world, only low-grade and above fairy weapons can create space.

Even if a top-quality Taoist weapon from the lower realm is brought into the fairy world, the space, world, tool spirit, and various abilities within it will be distorted and destroyed by the rules of the fairy world.

Of course, if you bring the top-grade Taoist weapon back to the lower realm, you can immediately restore everything and exert its power to dominate the world.

However, on this Blackfish Island, top-grade Taoist artifacts are also rare treasures, and many true immortals do not have them.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the Wind and Thunder Silver Spear and more than a hundred great immortal arts were fired at the same time, aiming to kill Yang Xuanzhen on the horse. The power was so fierce that almost any true immortal would die.

"drive!"

Yang Xuanzhen was not afraid at all. He seemed to be transformed into a master who had practiced equestrian skills for hundreds of years. He pulled the reins fiercely, and the horned horse neighed. His majestic limbs stamped hard on the ground, and he jumped more than two hundred feet high. , successfully avoided the bombardment of many great immortal arts and top-grade Taoist weapons, and walked away after landing.

"Damn, chase!"

"The lightning-fast magic!"

Seeing that his top-grade Taoist weapon and all the dog legs failed at the same time, Manager Ma was filled with hatred, so he used all his strength to activate the majestic immortal energy in his body. He kicked his legs hard, and his plump body became as floating as a fairy, like the wind. He flew more than three hundred feet before landing. He was faster than the wildebeest, and he immediately closed the distance with Yang Xuanzhen.

Many of his thugs also pursued and beat him fiercely.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Xuanzhen's body resounded with a loud singing voice. This was when he performed the Eternal Heavenly Song, adding a sprinting halo to the Alipoda, making it faster and farther apart again.

"damn it!"

The expression on Guanshi Ma's face became more and more ferocious, and he kept using his lightning-fast magic skills to chase after him. However, Yang Xuanzhen always kept a distance of about a thousand feet from him, so that the immortal magic and wind and thunder silver spears he fired could not hit him, and he would not be lost.

As for Ma Guanshi’s losers, most of them only have cultivation in the realm of virtual immortals and have been completely wiped out.

There were more than thirty losers who had cultivation in the realm of true immortals, but their speed was not as fast as that of Ma Guanshi, who was at the half-step immortal level, and they were also left behind. Only Ma Guanshi and Yang Xuanzhen were left chasing and escaping.

Gradually, the two of them were getting further and further away from the mine, with the dense virgin forest in front of them.

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhen was about to escape into the primeval forest on horseback, the horse manager jumped up and down in a hurry and yelled: "Boy, do you dare to dismount and fight!"

He has been on Blackfish Island for decades and has never encountered such a slippery person.

Moreover, this person is also a mining slave, which is really incredible.

Yang Xuanzhen looked back and said leisurely: "You don't have a horse. Even if your cultivation level is higher than mine, what can you do to me?"

"You are a slave that is worse than a beast..."

Steward Ma's face was livid, and he spat out all kinds of vicious and dirty words as if he didn't want money.

What Yang Xuanzhen is riding now is his horse!
Although he hated Yang Xuanzhen very much, he still maintained some sense, stopped abruptly, and did not pursue him any further.

He felt vaguely uneasy.

Yang Xuanzhen is a very strange person. Although his cultivation is not high, he is able to slap him in the face when he is in the mine. He is unable to catch up with him and avoids his attacks repeatedly.

If he said he had no secrets, he wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

Furthermore, the primeval forest ahead is a dark forest, in which there are all kinds of powerful ferocious beasts, as well as swarms of bloodthirsty golden mosquitoes that specialize in sucking the blood of living creatures, which is very dangerous.

For decades, almost any flightless monk who entered the dark forest had no way of getting in or out.

Even at the edge of the dark forest, ferocious beasts will occasionally appear to look for food.

Manager Ma didn't dare to get involved easily.

For the sake of Yang Xuanzhen, there is no need to risk one's wealth and life.

"Ok?"

Yang Xuanzhen frowned when he saw Steward Ma hesitate, so he reined in the reins, jumped off the horse, stood at the edge of the forest, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Why, you, Steward Ma, are such a waste?"

"What tricks does this kid want to play? Don't you understand the importance of horses to monks?"

When Manager Ma saw this, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, but after all, he had an unquenchable hatred for Yang Xuanzhen. He gritted his teeth and turned into a stream of light and rushed away.

He played a trick and did not immediately use his magic to attack Yang Xuanzhen. Instead, he rushed towards the horned horse with lightning speed and jumped onto the horse's back.

With the horse, even if Yang Xuanzhen wants to play any tricks, he will be invincible.

With the horse, even if the ferocious beasts in the dark forest discover his presence and come out to look for food, he can leave calmly.

At this moment, he can advance to attack and retreat to defend.

The overall situation has been decided.

Manager Ma was no longer in a hurry. He immediately looked down at Yang Xuanzhen and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, kneel down for me..."

boom!
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a punch on Tian Ling Gai. He fell off the horse and passed out.

Yang Xuanzhen's clone was originally only equivalent to a virtual immortal. Just now, the main body was promoted to the Zhouguang realm. He immediately borrowed power from the main body and was already comparable to a true immortal.

He also blessed himself with the Eternal Sky Song, and combined with the extreme speed of the Wings of Freedom, it was more than enough to deal with a horse steward.

He brought up the dead dog-like Ma Guanshi, put a palm on his head, and began to obtain the other person's memory.

"Haizhou, the boundless sea."

After a few breaths, Yang Xuanzhen was thoughtful.

From Guanshi Ma's memory, we learned that the place he was currently in was Haizhou, one of the countless great states in the immortal world.

As the name suggests, Haizhou has very little land and is basically composed of the sea.

And there is more than one sea in Haizhou, there are Chaoshen Sea, Nine Dragon Sea, Infinite Sea, Ten Thousand Beasts Sea, Wuji Sea, Tianhuang Sea, Tianshui Sea, Guangping Sea, a total of eight seas.

The sea in the fairy world is countless times larger and deeper than the sea in the lower world. Even the shallowest water is hundreds of millions of miles deep.

It is not uncommon for some places with deep water to be hundreds of millions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or trillions of miles deep.

Under the rushing of huge ocean currents, countless natural kingdoms, worlds, and islands are formed.

Sometimes in a drop of seawater, there may be a world larger than the lower universe, or even a multiverse.

There are a few islands that contain spiritual veins full of Yuan Qi, and are occupied by sects and aristocratic families.

The Blackfish Island where Yang Xuanzhen is currently located once had a spiritual vein and belonged to a large family, the Yan family.

Fifty years ago, this spiritual vein completely dried up.

Even if the spiritual veins are exhausted, there is still a weak Yuan Qi left.

If a monk uses a special method to refine the ore in the spiritual veins, he can get a little bit of Yuan Qi, which can be supplied to a god for training without any problem.

The Lord of Blackfish City is a god and a member of the Yan family. His name is Yan Sikong. He was sent by his family to take charge of Blackfish Island fifty years ago.

As for the specific power of the Yan family, whether there is Daluo Jinxian, and more information about the immortal world, Ma Guanshi is not sure.

He is just the son of a domestic slave in the city lord's mansion.

His father finally found a job for him to be in charge of the mining industry. Most of his time was spent eating, drinking and having fun, besides being responsible for letting people mine.

He has stayed on Blackfish Island for half his life and has never been anywhere.

There is no other reason. The Boundless Sea is very dangerous. Not only is the climate unpredictable, all kinds of storms are constant, but there are also countless powerful beasts.

According to rumors, some ferocious beasts are as powerful as Xuanxian, Daluo Jinxian, or even surpass Daluo Jinxian.

Moreover, ferocious beasts gather in groups and are not afraid of death. From time to time, they will launch a wave of beasts, attack the large island where the monks live, and plunder the spiritual veins on it.

With Ma Guanshi's cultivation level of a half-step heavenly being and his inability to fly, how could he dare to risk his life like those fishermen and go to sea.

If he encounters a group of black fish at random, his boat will be destroyed and everyone will be killed.

Of course, there are also people who go deep into the sea to fish, or hunt ferocious beasts, and seize their laws, essence, blood, and fur to refine magic weapons and sell them to make a fortune.

Most of these are fishermen struggling to survive.

People from great sects and big aristocratic families usually have the cultivation of Xuanxian or even half-step Golden Immortal.

Closer to home.

After Yang Xuanzhen roughly understood the memory of Ichiban Ma, he burned his body with a holy fire and burned it to dregs.

He used the Great Transformation Technique to transform into a horse steward, and rode the wildebeest away from the dark forest. However, he did not return to the mine, but headed towards Blackfish City.

He planned to use this identity to sneak into Blackfish City, summon his true form to come to the fairy world, suppress the city lord Yan Sikong, and seize the Qi of the Origin for cultivation.

We need to get more detailed information about the Yan family and find out why this family has the surname Yan.

(End of this chapter)