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

The sun sets in the west and night falls.

A bright moon rises slowly from the sea level. It is as huge and unfathomable as the alternating suns. It seems to have existed forever and is immortal.

The cool light splashed down, dyeing the sea water with a light silver halo, as if it were covered with a layer of silk and satin, as if you were in a beautiful world like a fairy tale, and also stretched the figure of Yang Xuanzhen's galloping horse to an extremely long length.

The sea breeze blows, making the nights on Blackfish Island extremely cold, and the Alicorn Horses breathe with a hint of cold air.

Faintly, the roars of ferocious beasts could be heard from the dark forest behind, which seemed startling at night.

The alicorns were so fast that the simple bungalows where the mining slaves lived on both sides kept moving backwards. Yang Xuanzhen soon saw a city standing on the horizon in front of him.

The lights in the city are brightly lit, and the city wall is neither grand nor majestic. It looks not much different from Yanbei City in the lower realm.

There was a faint light shield over the city, exuding a tyrannical pressure.

This is a forbidden method arranged by the monks.

Looking at the powerful force, I am afraid that ordinary gods cannot easily break through the formation and fly in, so they can only enter through the city gate.

The reason why Yang Xuanzhen pretended to be a horse steward was because there were forbidden laws in Blackfish City and he could not sneak in.

"Ok?"

He was getting closer and closer to the city, and the things ahead became clearer and clearer. The city gate was actually closed.

There were many guards standing on the city wall who were wearing black armor and looked very lazy.

Those guards are all masters of the True Immortal Realm. They are responsible for guarding the city gate during the day, checking people entering and leaving the city, and preventing slaves from sneaking into the city.

Blackfish City has a small population of just over one million. Except for the city lord Yan Sikong, who was sent from outside by the Yan family, most of the others are civilians and natives on the island, as well as a few small families with powerful immortals.

These people basically make a living by catching aquatic products, collecting various treasures from the edge of the sea, planting fairy medicine and fairy rice outside the city, and then paying a certain amount of taxes to the city lord's palace as protection fees, which is very easy to manage.

At night, the ferocious beasts in the dark forest may escape from the forest and even attack the fairyland or even the city, so the guards will be slightly more vigilant.

But this kind of thing has not happened for several years, and the guards have gradually relaxed their vigilance.

Yang Xuanzhen came to the city and shouted to the guards above the city wall: "Brothers, it's me. Open the door quickly and let me in. I'll treat you to a drink another day."

"The horse is in charge, that's good."

Those guards knew the horse steward that Yang Xuanzhen had transformed into using the Great Transformation Technique, and had long seen him coming on horseback from a distance. Naturally, they did not dare to neglect and agreed. Two guards were about to run down the city wall to open the door, but they were stopped by a tiger-backed man. A man with a red face and no beard, carrying a large wine flask and drunkenly drank, was stopped.

The man pushed away the two guards who wanted to open the door for Yang Xuanzhen, wandered to the edge of the city wall, looked down, and sarcastically said: "Hey, isn't this Ma Dayuan? It's so late, why are you still here? Want to enter the city? The hour has passed and the city gate has been closed. You should go back to the mine and come back tomorrow. Or you can stay at the city gate until it opens tomorrow morning."

Yang Xuanzhen looked at the red-faced man above him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

From Manager Ma's memory, we learned that the red-faced man was named Liu Geng, and he was also the son of another domestic slave in the city lord's mansion. There was still quite a bit of conflict between the two parties.

When Ma Guanshi's father wanted to find a job as a mine manager for his son, Liu Geng also set his sights on this position, so his father also worked hard to help him.

In charge of the mine, there are tens of thousands of mining slaves and hundreds of scoundrels. From time to time, among the captured mining slaves, there are beautiful women to enjoy. It can be called a life like a local emperor, and Li Geng covets it.

It's a pity that Guanshi Ma's father was superior in skills, but Liu Geng's father was one step short of the mark, and Guanshi Ma took away his position as mine manager.

Since then, the two have been at loggerheads.

In the first two years, Liu Geng took the position of leader of the city gate guard.

Now that he had drunk some horse urine and had some power in his hands, he wanted to stop Yang Xuanzhen from entering the city to avenge that one shot.

Yang Xuanzhen had murderous intent in his heart. If Blackfish City was not shrouded in powerful forbidden laws, and even the city gates were densely packed with restrictions, he would not be able to break in and would have to kill Liu Geng.

Seeing Yang Xuanzhen staring at him without speaking, Liu Geng couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart and took a step back.

"Am I afraid of him?"

Liu Gengqiang calmed himself down and became quite angry, saying: "Ma Dayuan, why are you glaring at me? Did I say something wrong? We in Blackfish City have to close the city gates as soon as Xu hour arrives. This is the rule."

Yang Xuanzhen said patiently: "Liu Geng, rules are dead and people are alive. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here. Please open the door."

It is true that this rule is not an iron rule. In the past, people in the city could basically be accommodating as long as they gave some benefits to the city gate guards.

With his noble status as the son of a servant of the city lord's house, Ma Guanshi, according to common sense, can enter and leave the city at night without even giving him any benefits.

This was also the reason why the two guards just prepared to open the door without saying a word as soon as they saw him.

However, Liu Geng was determined to embarrass Yang Xuanzhen. He rolled his eyes, pointed at Yang Xuanzhen and shouted: "Your demeanor and behavior are very different from before. I have reason to suspect that the original Ma Dayuan has been killed by you. Are you?" It was transformed into a demon and wants to sneak into the city and assassinate the city lord. Come on, follow me and take down this demon disguised as Ma Dayuan and avenge him!"

Of course, Liu Geng couldn't see through Yang Xuanzhen's true face under the Great Transformation Technique. He just wanted to take revenge on Manager Ma, but he made a mistake and made his intentions unclear.

While he was speaking, he had already led a dozen of his followers to rush down the stairs within the city wall.

With a creak, the two city gates, which were about twenty feet high, were slowly opened from the inside.

Liu Geng led a dozen true immortals to fly out from inside, trying to surround Yang Xuanzhen.

"hehe."

Yang Xuanzhen suddenly laughed, a very weird laugh.

This man actually opened the city gate himself. He simply didn't know how to write the word "death".

Liu Geng said coldly: "Why are you laughing?"

Yang Xuanzhen said lightly: "I laughed at you for being so stupid."

"You're stupid!"

Liu Geng laughed angrily and waved his hand: "Suppress him. If he resists, his death will be mine!"

More than a dozen true immortals took action one after another, throwing out a huge snare and hooding Yang Xuanzhen.

This is a top-notch Taoist artifact.

Whoosh!
Yang Xuanzhen leaped out from the horse, his body was like lightning, he avoided the big net in an instant, rushed to Liu Geng, slapped him hard on the face, knocked him to the ground, and stepped on his face. He kept crushing me: "Who do you think you are?"

"What, you..."

Liu Geng was stunned. Guanshi Ma's cultivation level was only on par with his own. They were both half-step immortals. How could he slap him to the ground and not even be able to react?
This kind of strength is already that of an immortal, right?
Not only was he dumbfounded, but a dozen other true immortals, including the guards on the city wall, were also stunned, not knowing how to express themselves at all.

Naturally, they knew that Guanshi Ma was not a demon, but Liu Geng wanted to turn a deer into a horse and avenge his private life.

But the strength that Manager Ma is showing now, combined with his previous performance, makes people suspicious.

Could it be that Manager Ma is really possessed by a demon?
It is said that similar things have happened on other islands in the past. Demons pretended to be humans and sneaked into the city to kill and plunder resources.

"Go back and close the city gate and close the forbidden law!"

"Send a signal to the City Lord's Mansion!"

The dozen or so guards panicked and ran towards the city gate regardless of Liu Geng who was stepped on by Yang Xuanzhen.

Another guard took out a transmission note from his arms and wanted to crush it to sound an alarm. Bang bang bang!
How could Yang Xuanzhen let them get what they wanted? He crushed Liu Geng's head with one kick, and then his body flickered like a ghost, shuttling among the many guards, killing them one by one, and then flew from the city to the wall, letting the remaining All the guards were killed.

Because his movements were too fast, there was very little movement. It was night time, there was no one on the street, and the entrance of Blackfish City was far away from where the residents of the city lived. No one was wandering around here, so no one noticed.

Yang Xuanzhen closed the city gate casually and walked towards the city lord's mansion according to steward Ma's memory.

At the same time, he communicates with the body in the lower realm, transmits everything that happens here, and lets the body descend to the fairy world to suppress the city lord Yan Sikong.

At this time, the main body in the lower realm was leading the people of Taishang Jiuqingtian to attack Tianya Sect.

However, the speed of time in the fairy world is hundreds of times that of the lower world. When Yang Xuanzhen ran outside the city lord's palace, his body had already returned to Taiyi Sect, arranged everything, and condensed a clone in the Hall of Disaster as a positioning, leaving a few With a magic weapon, he opened the gate of hell and came to the Blackfish City in the fairy world, in front of the clone.

"Fairy World..."

Yang Xuanzhen closed his eyes and carefully experienced the rules of the fairy world that were completely different from the lower world.

As soon as he came to the fairy world, the pure land of the gods in his body was suppressed a little, and the sun, moon and stars in the universe were slightly shaken.

The power of space binding here is evident.

His lifespan also began to change and kept shortening. His lifespan of 30 million years in the lower world was only less than 100,000 years.

His magic power has also become "too weak" and he can no longer explode the universe like in the lower realm. With a thought, he can travel to and from the infinite world.

In the fairy world, he used his magic power to tear apart the space once and could only travel about a hundred miles.

If the Wings of Freedom are used, the speed of traveling through space should be increased hundreds to thousands of times.

Compared to the lower realm, it is still as slow as a snail.

Then again, the fairy world is the place where immortals live, and it is the most vast, vast, and powerful supreme world. It is the heaven of heaven and the origin of all things and worlds. This is how it should be.

By practicing in a place like this, Yang Xuanzhen can improve faster and reach a higher level.

The lower realm is still too small for him now, and the resources are too scarce.

Chi!

Yang Xuanzhen put his clone into his body, and with a flick of his finger, a space crack appeared in front of him, and he stepped into it.

In the void space of the fairy world, there is a strong space storm roaring, which is enough to tear the immortals apart. The immortals cannot hold on for long, and they must come out, otherwise they will be lost in it.

But no matter how violent the space-time storm was, it could not shake Yang Xuanzhen in the slightest.

Even those space storms that encountered his wings of freedom had a faint feeling of retreating and surrendering to him.

Wings of freedom, nothing can stop it.

Inside the city lord's palace, the lights were bright.

Guards with powerful auras were patrolling everywhere, no different from daytime.

There was a place that was very quiet, without a single guard or any lights, and it was very dark and dark.

This is a thatched house in the center of the city lord's mansion.

Inside was a young man with a face as sharp as a knife and an axe-cut face, and firm eyes.

He is the city lord Yan Sikong, who is sleeping on the firewood and tasting his courage.

Yes, just like Gou Jian, the king of Yue, he used firewood as a bed and licked a piece of gall.

The extremely bitter taste made him clench his fingers tightly, and his slightly sharp nails dug into his palms, causing drops of blood to flow.

Unaware of it, he stared out the window with his eyes, as if he had seen someone he longed for, waiting for an opportunity to return.

Swish!
Suddenly, a pure land full of light descended, lighting up the dark thatched house.

Yang Xuanzhen's tall figure walked forward step by step, stretched out his big hand, and pressed it on Yan Sikong's head.

"Ok?"

Yang Xuanzhen frowned.

He was about to search Yan Sikong's soul, but found that a special restriction had been planted in this man's mind, and he was unable to detect it.

Even the seals of gods and demons cannot invade.

There is only one explanation. The person who planted the restriction on Yan Sikong is extremely powerful, and his cultivation level exceeds his own.

"Senior, is this person sent by my master? But didn't the master agree that she would come to see me in person? Why didn't she come?"

Yan Sikong was trembling all over, not because he was afraid, but his tone seemed very excited, and he seemed a little disappointed because the master didn't come.

"Your master?"

Yang Xuanzhen had a strange look on his face, and suddenly his complexion changed slightly. He immediately converged on the Pure Land of the Gods and brought Yan Sikong into his own universe.

Then he used the Great Transformation Technique to transform into Yan Sikong and sat in Yan Sikong's original position.

"Why did you become like me? You are not the person sent by my master!"

In the inner universe, Yan Sikong looked stunned at first, and then became furious.

Yang Xuanzhen did not answer his question, but said calmly with his spiritual mind: "If you don't want to die, then answer me properly. Who is your master, and what kind of cultivation level do you have?"

As he spoke, huge pressure pressed on Yan Sikong's body, making him breathless and feeling like he was about to explode.

Yan Sikong said quickly: "Senior, please don't kill me. I am a member of the Yan family. As for my master... I... I don't know where she came from or what kind of cultivation she has. In short, she is very powerful. She is stronger than the head of the Yan family and me." The Yan family’s backer in Taiyi Sect is even stronger. She sent a message to me, saying that she would come to see me tonight and ask me to complete a big thing tomorrow. If this thing is done well, I will be able to prosper. "

He felt the terrifying murderous aura that Yang Xuanzhen deliberately released from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and knew that this man was a decisive and truthful man who did not dare to lie and tell everything he knew.

"How did you and your master meet?"

"Fifty years ago, when I was sent to Blackfish Island, I met her on the sea. She accepted me as her disciple, initiated me into a god, left a messenger talisman, and drifted away."

"Any more?"

"No more. I haven't seen her again in fifty years. She didn't contact me until today."

After communicating with Yan Sikong here, Yang Xuanzhen's eyebrows rose and he didn't ask any more questions.

He felt that this matter was not simple.

Moreover, the Yan family is actually related to the Taiyi Sect in the immortal world.

"Sikong."

While Yang Xuanzhen was deep in thought, a voice floated from the window, accompanied by a wisp of fragrant wind, carrying a touch of warmth, as if the spring sunshine was shining on the earth, driving away the cold. (End of chapter)