The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 352 Divine Consciousness and Heavenly Ting? You are a yin god!
"After drinking this wine, let's capture the remaining soul together!"

Jiang Qingjiao looked happy, with a hint of high spirits.

This trip to Tianyue was fruitful.

Not only did he obtain the treasure of Tianfang Demon Blood, but he was also about to receive a great opportunity.

"Drink this wine together!"

The three people present were quite happy and drank all the wine in one gulp.

At this time, a calm voice suddenly sounded in the private room.

"Oh, someone actually dares to plot against me."

The voice suddenly appeared, and the expressions of the three people present changed slightly.

Their consciousness suddenly came out, wanting to know the source of the sound. Their spiritual power burst out at this moment, and they became extremely vigilant.

Anyone who reaches the realm of Yin Shen has the ability of divine knowledge and heavenly listening.

Xiaoyao Sanren didn't hesitate at all and knelt down directly: "Everything is a misunderstanding!"

The same goes for the demon men, who are extremely vigilant.

There was a smile in Ning Tao's eyes: "My husband is right. Just now I heard someone wanted to kill Qi Yuan."

"A truth or a lie, it doesn't matter." Qi Yuan shook his head, "Anyway... just go to hell."

I saw a handsome man hugging a cold and charming woman in black skirt. The man's face was obviously angry. The look of the woman in black skirt was a bit cold and seemed to be chilling. She didn't seem to be easy to mess with.

Therefore, when facing Yin gods, ordinary monks would not dare to call them by their names, nor would they speak ill of the gods behind their backs.

For such a strong man, he could only kneel down.

He memorized the name of Dou Shen Sect.

But the opponent is a Yin Shen, and he is in the same situation as the founder of the Dou Shen Sect.

He naturally believed Ning Tao's words.

What is it if it’s not Divine Consciousness and Heavenly Listening?
Of course, there are quirks in this.

He moved his sect out just to make this mysterious monk afraid.

Divine Consciousness and Heavenly Listening, isn’t what you heard about your own name?

If the other party was a divine infant, he might just be afraid, not overly afraid.

These three people were so brave that they dared to scheme against him. He didn't believe it when they said there was no one behind them.

The name of this sect is a bit outrageous and needs to be hammered down.

As the voice fell, two figures appeared in the private room.

"He has announced his status, it's your turn." Qi Yuan looked at the man with double pupils and Xiaoyao Sanren.

Hearing this, Xiaoyaosan and Jiang Qingjiao were completely stunned.

Seeing the two of them, Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes narrowed.

As soon as these words came out, the man with double eyes in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm thought of something, and his face changed drastically: "Shenshi Tianting, you are the Yin God!"

He wanted to see what the backgrounds of the other two were.

For some reason, he felt that the two people in front of him gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

Jiang Qingjiao hurriedly saluted: "Senior, did you misunderstand something? I am Jiang Qingjiao of the Fighting God Sect."

How could this woman be named Qi Yuan?

Speaking of this, Ning Tao had a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Misunderstanding, you mean my wife is hearing hallucinations?" Qi Yuan was angry.

Because, he did not detect the strength of these two people.

But when her eyes fell on the man next to her, they were filled with doting and admiration.

"The juniors are just a bunch of people."

"No..." Jiang Qingjiao was so confused that she didn't know how to explain it.

"Where is the misunderstanding? My wife was eating watermelon in the house just now. Suddenly she heard someone saying that she wanted to kill me, so she brought me here." Qi Yuan said lazily.

Generally speaking, when the divine consciousness hears what is heard, it is not the first person in the heart. The first person...isn't it just yourself?
"God?"

After all, they really aligned with the original murderous intention.

The woman beside Qi Yuan...is the Yin God?
"Lord God, please don't misunderstand, everything is a misunderstanding!" Jiang Qingjiao knelt down directly.

Within a certain range, if you call God’s name or chant God’s name, God will respond.

And they mentioned Qi Yuan before, casually, and even used a soundproofing array in the private room, but it was still heard.

But who knows that Qi Yuan's wife is a Yin Shen Lord.

"I...a casual cultivator."

If such a venerable person does not ascend to the upper realm, what will he do in the lower realm?
"Sir, we..."

"Senior, please spare your life!"

Jiang Qingjiao begged for mercy, but when he heard Qi Yuan's voice, his expression changed drastically.

"He must be just putting on airs, a bastard!"

At this moment, Jiang Qingjiao burned out and used his strongest Taoist technique.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao Sanren also understood that there was no hope except for a full blow at this moment.

The spiritual energy on the two people was rolling, emitting a strong light.

Jiang Qingjiao has reached the realm of Yuandan.

And Xiaoyao Sanren is the legendary fake baby boss.

The two of them took action with astonishing power, enough to easily explode a street.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan yawned: "They look so cute when they are angry, just like my cats, their fur explodes."

When you are too weak, anger and anger also look cute in front of the strong.

"It's so cute."

Qi Yuan looked at the two attacking people and stretched out his fist.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat all laws.

At this moment, he did not use Taoism, but only used the power of his body.

Martial arts and immortality, the two paths are blessed by Qiyuan's physical body, reaching a terrifying level.

There is no immortal magic, no power of Qi and blood, just physical strength.

Jiang Qingjiao and Xiaoyao Sanren were like metal attracted by magnets, and their bodies collided with Qi Yuan's fist.

boom.

Like a watermelon hitting a hammer, the two heads had clearly not been hit by Qi Yuan's fist.

The head was like a broken watermelon.

The body was like a rag doll, with blood-red cotton wool splattering everywhere.

It wasn't cotton wool, it wasn't even just blood. From an overall perspective, it could be seen that this punch directly knocked out the souls of Jiang Qingjiao and Xiaoyao Sanren.

"It's so cute."

Qi Yuan withdrew his hand, and there were two more bodies on the ground.

The man with double eyes shivered and his body trembled.

"Do you have a younger brother with a Supreme Bone?" Qi Yuan asked.

"No...no." The man with double eyes was a little confused, but he answered truthfully.

"No?" Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why aren't you cute?"

With a wave of his hand, the man with double pupils also fell at this moment.

An extra pair of eyes appeared in Qi Yuan's hand.

He looked sad, remembering a famous saying, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Double pupils are the way to be invincible, why need to borrow another person's bones?"

……

Doushen Building is located in a mountain in Fenghai City.

The current name of this mountain was changed to Doushen Mountain.

This building is forty stories high and is incompatible with the surrounding mountains, rivers and trees.

appears to be particularly prominent.

Doushen Building was originally the most prosperous building in Fenghai City, standing in the city center.

The ancestor of the Dou Shen Sect took a fancy to this building, and used his great power to pull out the building and move it to Dou Shen Mountain, becoming the Dou Shen Sect's stronghold in Gongxing.

This great move was broadcast live and watched by countless netizens, who called it "666".

Because of this, the Dou Shen Sect was much more famous in Qin Yuan Kingdom than other sects.

After all, other sects are not as popular as the Fighting God Sect.

This great act also caused an endless stream of people to come to Dou Shen Sect every day to pray and enter the mountain gate.

On Doushen Mountain, there are endless disciples who come to learn from their masters.

At this time, Shen Yang was standing in the God of Fighting Building, like a follower, wearing washed white clothes. When he saw someone coming, he bowed down unconsciously.

This is a habit developed over many years in society.

"Your talent is mediocre and can only be considered inferior." The visitor was a young man with an arrogant expression, carrying the arrogance of an immortal cultivator. "You failed the entry test." "Thank you, Immortal Chief, for informing me." Shen Yang looked at him. Bitter, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

This time, he spent several hundred yuan to come to Fenghai City, and queued up at Doushen Mountain at twelve o'clock last night. The result... was such a result, which made him quite uncomfortable.

It seems that he is really useless.

He can't make money, he doesn't even have the talent to cultivate immortality, and he has no hope in life.

"But..." At this time, the young man changed the topic, "A senior brother has taken a liking to you and thinks you are very hardworking. He is willing to give you a chance to follow him as a sword slave."

"Sword slave?" Shen Yang gritted his teeth, his expression changing.

The word "sword slave" contains slave, and its attributes are obvious.

His status in the sect is comparable to that of a handyman disciple. Even if his master kills him, no one will take care of him.

"Such an opportunity will be lost if you miss it. Your talent is only inferior. If you put it in other sects, you can't even be a handyman disciple." The young man continued, "That is, that senior brother sees that you are destined. Just give you a chance."

In fact, most of what this young man said was false.

Shen Yang's talent actually reached the entry standard of Fighting God Sect.

However, after being attracted by that senior brother, that senior brother found the deacon, and the next scene happened.

This young man deliberately lied about Shen Yang's talent.

It was to force Shen Yang to become his senior brother's handyman disciple.

Seeing this, Shen Yang thought of his elderly parents and his hopeless life: "I..."

But before he finished speaking, the arrogant man suddenly said: "Don't agree in a hurry, it's not that simple to become your senior brother's sword slave.

After all, your talent is very low.

Well...you only need to donate one million Qin Yuan coins to become the sword slave of the senior brother.

Don't think that one million Qin Yuan coins is too much. When you become an immortal cultivator, you will make it back in one year.

Judging from your appearance, you don't have much money, but you have a house in the city. If you sell the house and invest in cultivating immortals, you will definitely make a profit without losing money. "

The young man seemed convinced of Shen Yang and directly withdrew the money.

After all, he has tried this routine several times and it never works.

As long as the rich are not short of one million, the middle class will grit their teeth. As for the poor, selling iron will make their children progress.

But who would have thought that when Shen Yang heard this, his face became determined: "I'm sorry, I don't have money. Forget it, it seems that I have no chance of immortality."

It's okay to ask for other things, but it's definitely not okay to ask for his money.

Regardless of whether he has one million, he still has to leave the remaining money to his parents for retirement.

The path to immortality is full of dangers. If he takes one million just for his own pleasure, and then dies, what will happen to his parents? They won’t even have pension money.

Therefore, he decisively refused.

When the young man heard this, his face froze, he did not expect this result: "Shen Yang, you have to think carefully, there will be no such opportunity in the future.

You will be completely insulated from immortality. "

"I've thought about it."

No need for money!

Shen Yang answered very directly.

The young man's eyes flickered, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In this case, Shen Yang can't even think of leaving Dou Shen Sect alive.

After all, it would be bad if Shen Yang went to another sect to test his qualifications and exposed what happened here.

"It seems that you have no chance of joining our Fighting God Sect." The young man sighed and patted Shen Yang on the shoulder.

A special spice touched Shen Yang's body from his hands.

The young man marked it and waited until Shen Yang was far away to get rid of it himself.

Anyway, for a mountain as big as Doushen Mountain, it shouldn’t be a big deal if a few people die, right?

Even if something happens, the sect will take care of it.

Saying goodbye to the young man, Shen Yang walked out of Doushen Building with a lonely expression.

The sun outside was particularly dazzling. He held his mobile phone and prepared to book a ticket back. If he had time, he could go back today to deliver afternoon and evening takeaways.

If you can make some money, make some.

However, when he turned on the phone, a message suddenly came into his eyes.

He clicked on the video message, and his expression was slightly stunned at this moment.

"Are you in need of love?"

"Do you lack care?"

"Have you not seen your grandpa or grandma for a long time?"

In the video in the message, the sound of the machine is quite infectious.

Shen Yang also thought of his grandparents.

However, these two died long ago when he was very young.

"Today, you are no longer alone."

“[Send Ye Network] has a big opening bonus. Anyone who participates in our [Send Ye Network] event and meets the conditions can get one or more grandparents as a gift.

If you cannot meet the conditions, [Songye.com] will not be stingy and will generously call you 'grandson' or 'granddaughter'..."

When he heard this, Shen Yang felt confused and even felt that someone was playing a prank. But when he heard the words "grandson" and "granddaughter", his expression suddenly changed.

Because this voice is too familiar.

"Isn't this him?"

Nearly a year ago, Shen Yang came across the account of a suspected immortal cultivator.

The cultivator also sent a video, um, three marriage certificates.

At that time, there was that man's voice in the video, which was a simple sentence.

"we are getting married."

At that time, Shen Yang followed that account, even spent huge sums of money to reward it, and even plucked up the courage to leave a message.

Unfortunately, there is no follow-up.

Back then, he had watched that video no less than a hundred times, and he knew the young male voice in it best.

Now, this voice full of warmth and calling "grandson" and "granddaughter" is that person.

His heartbeat quickened.

He quickly opened other software and wanted to search for "Songye.com". He suddenly discovered that all major software, major platforms, and even the opening screen advertisements of games were marked with the words "Songye.com is online."

"This……"

He took a deep breath.

I saw that the major hot searches also included information about "Song Ye Online Online".

The young people who wanted to join the Fighting God Sect had obviously seen the information about [Song Ye Network] at this time, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Hey, what's going on with this website? Is it a prank by a hacker?"

"Isn't it too much to give it to grandpa?"

"It's inexplicable, a little outrageous."

"Qin Yuan Station is also playing it. Has the world finally become what I imagined?"

"Is this taking advantage of us?"

"Send it to grandpa, what does it mean to send it to grandma?"

"It feels like it's not a good thing. We have to send our blood there. Could it be that some aliens have obtained our genes?"

"I think some old guy from Qiwu Star has a physical problem and needs to be matched, so the whole world is collecting blood types tomorrow morning for matching!

Otherwise, how could such a poor country be willing to give us a subsidy of 500 yuan? "

"The top finally stopped pretending."

Once [Songye.com] was launched, there was a lot of discussion, speculation, and doubts.

No one knows what this is.

At this time, Shen Yang was holding his cell phone, feeling shocked.

He vaguely felt that this was an opportunity.

After all, the person he was paying attention to at the beginning was no ordinary person at first glance, but a cultivator of immortality.

Even before the arrival of the Three Realms, he existed.

The most important thing is that through a few words of that person, he felt that that person... was not a big evil person.

Otherwise, after selling the practice, they will not considerately say that the practice has been sold.

"Should I give it a try?" Shen Yang had an idea in his mind.

After all, this doesn’t cost a million.

At most, it would cost him his life.

But there may be hope...to enter the path of immortality.

This is better than spending one million to be a sword slave in Dou Shen Sect.

(End of this chapter)