I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 241 Returning

Unlike Fugui, he deliberately left his wealth to the fool on East Street.

It's very safe there, and it's okay to let it play with the fool for a while, which can be considered as compensation for the pain it suffered in the last round of competition.

But Da Fei was just running around on his own, and Zhang Jun sometimes ignored him without paying attention.

Now we either have to go to the strange land again, or we have to wait patiently for this competition to end.

Just have to wait.

It is estimated that early tomorrow morning, the news of King Rui's accession to the throne will come.

Zhang Jun calmed down and thought that although Da Fei was a bit stupid, this silly dog ​​had always had good luck and should not have any big problems.

Zhang Jun was worried about Da Fei, but he didn't know that at this moment in the palace, Da Fei was eating the tribute in front of Mi Shen's fake body.

When the passing eunuch and maid saw this, they just looked at Mi Shen carefully, but they saw that Mi Shen was also staring at Da Fei, the stupid dog, with a grimace.

Even though his flesh and blood were flying when Zhang Jun summoned the thunder from the sky, he had never seen Mi Shen look like this before.

Tangled, distressed, raising my fingers from time to time, and then putting them down again.

There was a bit more fear in Da Fei's eyes.

You must know that Da Fei in front of you is just a frost wolf, with only the seventh level of Qi gathering.

How could this kind of strength scare a terrifying boss like Mi Shen?

But the truth is so absurd.

In Mi Shen's expression, he was not only afraid of Da Fei, but also hated him.

But in the end, he seemed to be relieved and curled his lips: "Humph, Maitreya!!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes, out of sight, and simply fell asleep.

The next morning.

Before dawn, a group of ministers had already begun to enter the palace to pay their respects, and everyone felt very complicated.

Those who support King Rui are naturally full of enthusiasm, and the former supporters of several other princes are like mourning their concubines.

Just last night, the princess of Prince Rong's Mansion committed suicide.

As the news spread, many fell silent.

Throughout the dynasties, the first thing a new emperor did after ascending the throne was to clear out the families of other competitors.

As for those who were purged, it was rumored that they were all sent to West Street to keep company with the princes.

But I believe only those who have entered West Street will know the details.

But it can be foreseen that today's morning court will be full of heads and blood.

When the ministers walked into the palace, they saw the Golden Scale Guard standing solemnly in front of the door. The leader of the Golden Scale Guard, Jin Wucheng, was standing in front of the door holding a knife.

This undoubtedly makes people feel nervous and heavy-minded...

"It's delicious, it's delicious. Boss, I'll have another bowl, one for each person."

In the morning, Zhang Jun and Li Qiankun went to eat duck blood soup, and Huang Mao followed them.

Huang Mao didn't sleep well last night, and his stomach was already empty. He picked up the duck blood soup and stuffed the pancakes into his mouth.

When Li Qiankun and Zhang Jun saw him looking like a hungry tiger, they couldn't help but smile and shake their heads.

"Da da da……"

At this time, a fast horse was galloping on the street, with a golden-scaled guard sitting on the horse, holding an imperial list, and shouting: "The new emperor has ascended the throne, the reign name is celebrated, tax exemption for three years, and the world is amnesty!!"

"The new emperor ascends the throne, his reign is celebrated, he is tax-free for three years, and he gives the world a general amnesty!!"

Everyone raised their heads and couldn't help but clapped their hands and praised him after hearing the news.

"Rare!"

Some people nodded and sighed.

They have not heard these four words for a long, long time.

Since the Yongsheng Emperor succeeded to the throne, the first thing each generation of emperors did after taking office was to go on a killing spree. It is said that often in this year, the coffins in the coffin shop and the gold and silver paper in the paper shop are all sold out.

But now that Emperor Qing came to power, surprisingly he did not carry out a large-scale purge. Not only did he not kill the courtiers who supported other princes, he even went out of his way to provide large rewards.

Even the concubine of King Rong who committed suicide was given a posthumous title, and all other family members were given fiefs.

For a time, everyone in the government and the public praised the wise.

It is said that the enthronement ceremony will be held tomorrow, and there will be some rewards then.

Zhang Jun and the others listened with their ears pricked up.

At this time, Splitting Qiankun suddenly said: "The strange land is still there, I don't know if this person will become the next Yongsheng Emperor in the future."

Stories of dragon slayers becoming evil dragons are not uncommon.

As long as the emperor still worships Mi Shen, it will only be a matter of time before he goes astray.

Even if King Rui can control it in the future, who dares to say that his son, grandson, and great-grandson will not be tempted by it.

Zhang Jun also knows this truth.

Even thinking about it from another perspective, when I was about to die, if there was a glimmer of hope, I would probably take the risk.

As for whether he will cross his bottom line, Zhang Jun can't say.

After all, this moment and that moment.

I am not the Zhang Jun of the past. After all, people can grow.

"not good!"

At this time, Huang Mao suddenly remembered something and jumped up from the table.

Zhang Jun and Li Qiankun looked at him.

"You guys eat first, I have other things to do."

Huang Mao ran away in a hurry as he spoke.

Zhang Jun looked at his leaving figure in confusion for a moment, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

On the other hand, Split Qiankun saw clearly and said with a sneer: "Senior brother of yours is really like a wild goose plucking his hair."

"Ok?"

Splitting Qiankun did not explain, but patted the Qiankun bag on his waist.

Zhang Jun immediately understood that before King Rui officially ascended the throne, it would be a benefit to spare this day.

After all, population is a very precious resource. If enough people can be plundered, it will be a great achievement for any sect.At this time, Zhang Jun thought of something and asked Split Qiankun, "Have you ever been taken out like this?"

Split Qiankun was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and in an instant his mind was already thinking about things that happened a long time ago.

"It seems so. The senior brother who picked me up at that time said he was taking me to the Immortal Sect to practice Taoism."

"Do you still remember your home?"

"I don't remember. Maybe if I have a chance in the future, I can go back and have a look."

Splitting Qiankun and Zhang Jun chatted for a while before getting up and leaving.

He planned to take advantage of his last day to go out for a walk. After all, there were not many opportunities like this and he needed to cherish them.

After Splitter Qiankun left, Zhang Jun ordered another duck blood soup.

Just as he was about to start eating, a hand suddenly took the duck blood soup away from the table.

Zhang Jun looked up and saw an old man wearing coarse linen clothes.

The other party didn't care who Zhang Jun was, he just took the bowl and chopsticks and ate it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun didn't think much and just asked the boss to have another bowl.

The two strangers sat at the table and started eating with their bowls in their hands. After the old man finished eating, he wiped his mouth and felt that it was not enough, so he asked the boss for another bowl.

But this time he ate slowly, savoring the food.

While eating, he looked at Zhang Jun with furtive eyes.

Zhang Jun also noticed the other party's gaze, but he couldn't see through the old man's strength. He only felt that it was in the clouds, rising and falling.

At the first glance, he is an ordinary person, at the second glance, he is gathering energy, at the third glance, he is concentrated, and at the next glance, he becomes an ordinary person again.

He is even more mysterious than the old eunuch Liu Zhengchun.

The other party was sizing him up, but he didn't mean anything malicious. Zhang Jun just sat calmly and ate slowly. The main thing was that if you don't speak, I won't speak either.

Finally, the old man couldn't hold back his anger and said with a smile: "Master Zhao has been promoted to three levels in a row. It's great."

Zhang Jun looked up at the old man and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

It's not surprising that the other party can see through your own cultivation level, but knowing that you have broken through three levels in a row means that the other party has seen you before.

But I have no impression of the old man at all.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. The last time you hacked the Wutong Shen, it was so big that it was hard not to notice you."

Hearing the old man's explanation, Zhang Jun felt relieved.

"Senior, you're not just looking for me to give me a bowl of duck blood soup, are you?"

"Oh, you kid, you have a beautiful thought. You owe me more than just a bowl of duck blood soup."

"owe you?"

"Why don't you admit it? You don't think that you can pass the test just by relying on the people's will."

Zhang Jun's eyes widened: "That golden light..."

When he broke through, there was indeed a mysterious golden light. With the blessing of this golden light, his soul was made into a golden temple and stood high on the top of the Sword Intent Mountain.

I have never figured out where the golden light came from, but now I understand that it was the hand of this old man.

"Thank you so much, senior."

Zhang Jun was about to bow his hands and thank him, but the old man didn't accept it and stood up to hide.

"Hey, I can't help it."

Zhang Jun looked at the old man doubtfully.

"That golden light is the most precious treasure of the Bon religion, the toad silver and gold sand. It does not belong to me. I was only entrusted by others to use it to kill the Yongsheng Emperor."

His words were so shocking that the boss next to him almost threw his spoon.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jun immediately realized that these words could not be heard by others, so he motioned to the old man to change places with him to chat.

"Okay, let's go to the top of the mountain over there."

"good!"

Zhang Jun nodded, and he and the old man jumped to the top of a mountain outside the city.

From here, you can see the entire Yingtian Mansion below.

Looking around, I saw Taiping East and West Street in Yingtian Mansion, a dark mass of shadows that looked like mosaics.

Then he took out a black lamp and lit it, turning the surroundings into darkness.

This will naturally block the appearance of the arena and everyone's sight.

Seeing how cautious he was, the old man pinched his beard and laughed: "There is no one around here."

"There are gods in your head, so be careful and you won't make any big mistakes."

"It's also true."

The old man stopped worrying and sat down to talk to Zhang Jun about Bon religion.

The two talked for about two hours, Zhang Jun put away the black light, and the old man nodded slightly towards him and prepared to say goodbye.

But before leaving, I took a look at Taiping Street in Yingtianfu.

Still couldn't help but ask: "Is Mi Shen really not injured?"

"Hmm... It's hard to say, but even if he is injured, we can't defeat him."

Zhang Jun spread his hands, looking helpless.

Although he also wanted to experience the joy of surviving a desperate situation and defeating the BOSS, the BOSS level of Mi Shen was too high.

Don't talk about yourself, even if you add this old man and call Shang Qiankun and your third senior brother, you probably can't shake Mi Shen.

What's more, according to the old man, this Mi Shen fake body is just one of his millions of clones.

The real Mi Shen is still sleeping.

Once awakened, the sky will be dark, the earth will be dark, the mountains will collapse, and the earth will crack.

"Ugh!"

The old man sighed, turned around and walked away, leaving Zhang Jun sitting alone on the top of the mountain, looking at Yingtian Mansion below, thinking about the information the old man just said.

Unexpectedly, the origin of Mi Shen would be involved in the so-called dispute over the origin of Buddhism. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be involved in a big cause and effect because of this matter...

(End of this chapter)