I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 204 Negotiations
"It turns out it involves King Rong, so it's inconvenient for our family to get involved."

The old eunuch glanced at the Third Street in the distance again: "It's okay, let our family and His Majesty vent their bad anger. Now, the Third Street should be cleaned up."

After the old eunuch said that, his figure suddenly disappeared from the front of Brother Han and others. When he reappeared, he had already reached the high wall of the Forbidden Palace.

"Ouch!"

After the old eunuch left, Brother Han finally couldn't hold on anymore and almost fell off the roof.

Fortunately, a few people around him reacted quickly this time and hurriedly helped him up, otherwise he might have been badly injured.

Seeing that Brother Han was fainting, everyone pinched him, grabbed his shoulders, and tapped his acupuncture points. After a while, Brother Han was able to regain his breath.

"Oh my God, I'm finally alive."

Brother Han let out a long breath and felt his hands and feet were cold.

His brother is a censor. Although he is a seventh-rank official in green robes, as a patrol censor, he has the privilege of hearing about and reporting on matters. Therefore, even a first-rank official in scarlet robes must take a high look.

But compared with the great eunuch he saw just now, the difference is huge.

No, he and his brother were no different from ants in front of them.

Liu Zhengxian, Liu Qiansui, Jiuqiansui.

This is the big man who can control the court. If he really takes action, he and his eldest brother will be thrown into prison immediately.

Fortunately, the Nine Thousand Years old power is overwhelming, but after all, the emperor has the final say in this court.

Even he would not dare to intervene rashly when it came to the battle for the right to inherit the throne.

It's just that when things get to this level, it's not something that my eldest brother and I can control.

For a moment, Brother Han looked into the distance with a complicated expression...

boom! !

Going down Third Street, Zhang Jun returned the same way.

The sword in his hand was not put away, and he came to the last shop on the street, which was the second cobbler's corpse sewing shop.

Zhang Jun took one look, jumped over, and walked straight to the penultimate house.

This is a human blood steamed bun shop, but also a murder shop.

Zhang Jun was silent for a moment, put down his sword, and continued walking forward.

When he came to the red light gate, Zhang Jun didn't even look at it, but struck at the gate with his sword.

The thunder in the sky dissipated, but there was still a lot of thunder in the dark clouds above. After being guided by the sword in Zhang Jun's hand, it was like a long whip, directly splitting the door open and hitting the shrine in front of the door.

"Oh!!"

There was a scream, and behind the gate, a burning whip mark appeared on the fox's head, and he fell to the ground trembling.

He screamed: "Master, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me."

Zhang Jun stared at the fox head: "Have you ever forced a good girl into prostitution?"

"No, no, absolutely not. The girls here are all miserable people who cannot survive. They will never force girls into prostitution."

The fox head was trembling and lying on the ground.

Zhang Jun took a look and saw the girls upstairs and downstairs behind the door staring at him with frightened eyes, and pointed at the fox head: "I will come here often in the future. If I knew you dared to lie to me, I would definitely I'll call you five thunderbolts."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The fox head nodded, knowing that he had passed this test.

Following closely, Zhang Jun went straight to the second house and the first house.

This time, he had no scruples. He directly triggered the lightning above his head to smash down. He was gambling on poison and harming others, and he would never spare it.

Especially for these two families, the gods are deliberately causing trouble.

Then we can't spare them.

The sword in his hand pointed at the vast righteousness that illuminated the street, making the two unable to hide. Then two thunderbolts rolled down and struck directly on the shrines of the two.

"Sir, please forgive me. I was wrong. I never dare to do it again."

Toadhead screamed repeatedly, no longer as arrogant as before.

"I have no enmity with you, but you have to deliberately reveal your identity to give a letter to Wutong Shinto, and attract the prying eyes of other evil gods. If you do this to me, I don't know how many people will be destroyed by your hands. "

Zhang Jun had a cold face. This toad recognized him early on and told him to come in to gamble. If he didn't go, he would immediately reveal his identity. His heart was vicious and he was as ugly as his appearance.

"me……"

The toad's eyes widened and he still wanted to quibble.

But Zhang Jun would never give him any chance. If he delayed for a while, the thunder in the sky would disperse.

Immediately the sword drew thunder from the sky and struck the toad's shrine with the sword's edge.

With a "Bang!" sound, the shrine exploded into pieces.

This big toad didn't even have time to scream, before it disappeared into smoke and disappeared.

Following closely, there is the smoke fairy, the so-called milk soup, which is also a harm to people.

Yan Xian was struck by the thunder and his soul was shattered, and the smoke pole was split into two pieces.

Now, the originally smoky Lower Third Street suddenly became much cleaner.

Zhang Jun immediately put away the flying sword, unlocked the battle method of the beast king, and recalled Adou and Da Fei back to the spirit beast bag.

Take the corpses of the two colleagues and walk out of Xiasan Street.

At this time, he suddenly felt something.

Look up at the top of your head.

Even if you can't see it, you can clearly feel that your luck is constantly rising. The seven big stars form the Big Dipper.

What's more important is that after this battle, his soul has greatly increased, and now he is in the material-controlling stage that he needs to break through.

This five-level small realm of concentrating the mind controls objects, transforms into forms, connects to the secluded world, becomes a fetus, and stars.

The final step is to connect yourself to the stars.

This level is the most difficult and requires the soul to be recognized by the gods and gods in the vast starry sky.

Borrow the power of the stars to temper your soul.

But the gods of the heavens are not so easy to come into contact with, especially the gods of the upper world. It is not easy to show favor.

I am still a little far away from this step, but I have already received the approval of the Seven-Star Heavenly Lord. This is great news for me. If I want to break through to this step in the future, I don't know how much trouble I will avoid invisibly.Just thinking about it.

Unknowingly, Zhang Jun had arrived at Shangsan Street.

At this moment, the haze above the head has dissipated, and the sunlight shines in along the gaps in the alley. Although it is not bright, it has brought a little warmth to people.

Zhang Jun came to the fool's house.

I saw the fool lying outside the door having fun with Fugui.

Seeing Zhang Jun, Fool hugged Fugui, as if he didn't want to let go.

When Zhang Jun saw this, he had no intention of taking back Fugui. He just asked the fool to ride on Fugui and finish the remaining work for the day.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Still the time is wrong.

Zhang Jun always felt that Shangsan Street no longer had the same creepy feeling as before.

On the contrary, there is a lot more peace.

After cleaning the last street and sending the fool back, Zhang Jun slowly walked out of Shangsan Street.

Once out of the street.

The streets are filled with flowers and the noise is endless.

It's just that the killers who were staring at him before disappeared.

"Eh? Third senior brother, why are you here??"

The killer was gone, but to Zhang Jun's surprise, Huang Mao was standing here waiting for him early.

Huang Mao grimaced: "Let's go and talk somewhere else."

"Then let's go have a bowl of duck blood soup first. I'm a little hungry."

"it is good!"

Huang Mao nodded and followed Zhang Jun. The two of them were silent all the way, but Huang Mao looked at Zhang Jun from time to time with a complicated expression.

It’s still the same duck blood soup after such a big circle.

Only this time there is no Lao Zhang.

"Boss, two bowls of duck blood soup."

"okay."

The two sat on chairs in the back.

"Our mission this time is to assist a prince in his fight for the throne. There is no need to fight to the death with these princes. In this competitive world, we are not the only ones, there are also experts who have entered the Taoist realm."

Huang Mao said earnestly, and by the way told Zhang Jun the two Taoist masters he saw.

The first one is an old man, but his origin and identity are unknown.

But the second one was an eunuch. He inquired about it and found out that it was Liu Zhengxian, a nine-thousand-year-old man known as one of the Eight Tigers of Dongchang.

Huang Mao believes that besides them, there must be other masters who have entered the Taoist realm.

Zhang Jun looked at Huang Mao without saying anything and motioned for him to continue.

"The biggest prince in the dynasty, Prime Minister Zhang, is an in-law of Prince Rong. The three families of Li, Zhou, and Kong are related to Prince Rong. All three of us here have chosen to join Prince Rong."

Huang Mao stared at Zhang Jun. At this point, the meaning was already obvious.

"Oh."

Zhang Jun lowered his head, unable to see his expression.

Huang Mao could only grit his teeth when he saw that he had not expressed his position for a long time: "After all, we are from the same school. Although I hate you for harming me, I am also grateful to you for helping me achieve the cursed body. If you really don't like King Rong, Whoever you say you will seek refuge with, I will definitely follow you."

These words surprised Zhang Jun.

I remember that the last time I watched the battle in the arena, Huang Mao sat behind him and mocked him in front of his second senior brother.

It really made him feel flattered to suddenly say such words to himself.

"I can swear." Huang Mao raised his finger and pointed at the top of his head, but then changed his voice: "But as a senior brother, you just listen to me and let the person go. We haven't reached the last step yet. Don't rush to change yourself." Become a target.”

Look at Huang Mao's words that are so heartfelt and heartfelt.

Zhang Jun was a little moved, but only if there was no last sentence.

"You can let it go, but why?"

"what do you want?"

"Here comes the duck blood soup." Two bowls of duck blood soup were placed on the table.

Zhang Jun picked up the chopsticks and ate it. Maybe he thought the taste was a bit bland, so he added some spicy oil.

Huang Mao looked at the duck blood soup in front of him with disgust, without moving his chopsticks.

Zhang Jun ate a bowl of duck blood soup in just a moment.

Huang Mao waited for him to finish, then frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhang Jun raised his head: "How is Prince Rong's head?"

Huang Mao's face turned cold: "Farewell!"

After saying that, he stood up and left without stopping at all.

Looking at Huang Mao's leaving figure, Zhang Jun shook his head and took the duck blood soup across the way and started eating it himself.

If Huang Mao had come to negotiate earlier, Zhang Jun would have given the third senior brother face.

But when Wu Tongshen attacks him, the matter is destined to be unresolved.

Moreover, after I integrated the Seven Pigs Sword Technique into the Taiping Sword Intent, I found that this was the path for me to advance further.

Cut off the injustice in the world and restore peace to the world.

Just imagine, I won Dou Mu's favor with Taiping Sword Intent, but then turned around and joined forces with King Rong, saying one thing and doing another. Not only was it damaging to my own sword intention, but Dou Mu later found out that he might not be able to live with it.

So ever since he smashed the door of Wutong God, he was destined to use Prince Rong's head to pave the way for him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun looked at the storage bag, immersed his consciousness in it, and looked at the precious medicine cut out of the stone in the storage bag...

(End of this chapter)