I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 302 The fairy boy leaves and the prison god is doomed

Zhang Jun thought for a while and felt that the possibility was too low.

However, there must be some kind of tacit understanding between the Holy Way and Shenxiang to maintain a balance.

Huang Mao got the divine seed and immediately went into seclusion for digestion. He couldn't wait. After all, being stimulated by Zhang Jun, the superiority feeling in his heart was immediately pressed to the ground and rubbed.

As for whether absorbing the divine seed will eventually make him completely tricked, neither Huang Mao nor Zhang Jun is worried about this.

The demon's disintegration method and cursed body are no joke. To a certain extent, he is the nemesis of the deception.

Just waiting for the time to leave, Huang Mao will seal all the strange power and split it from the body.

The splintered force can be used in the next competitive world after being sealed and preserved. This is why Huang Mao is so concerned about the god species.

Huang Mao was left here to retreat and digest, but Zhang Jun could only go back to the inn to rest.

He wanted to see Lord Bai, but Lord Bai obviously didn't want to see him, so the message he sent to Master Tian Kun was just to let him go back and rest temporarily.

The reason was that Bai Jun had also regained his strength this time and needed to retreat for a while. Zhang Jun could not refute this excuse, after all, it was all his fault.

Back at the inn, Zhang Jun immediately felt the difference as soon as he entered the door. He looked towards Big Rabbit's room.

Looking at it, his vision penetrated the door panel and saw the rabbit's head lowered feebly, and little green fluorescence began to appear in the originally red pupils.

The Qingyuan alien species has completely taken over this guy's head.

Now this big rabbit is like a puppet in front of him. As long as he is willing, even just a thought can make him disappear into ashes.

But this is not what Zhang Jun cares about, because he has successfully entered the realm of Taoism, and his evergreen skills have made huge breakthroughs and changes.

At this moment, he could not only control the big rabbit's every move, he could even silently influence its thinking and read his memory.

This is what scares the Qingyuan alien species. Zhang Jun thought for a moment and read many fragments of scenes from Big Rabbit's mind.

These scene fragments are like scenes on a movie screen, constantly appearing in front of me.

Among them, Zhang Jun saw the scene where a big rabbit was beheaded by a man holding a big sword and falling from the sky.

His head rolled around on the ground, his vision constantly changing.

The mountain forest in the distance was shrouded in terrifying white mist, followed by a huge and magnificent power bursting out.

There are two figures fighting among them.

Unfortunately, Big Rabbit's strength is limited and he can't see the real picture clearly. He can only see a middle-aged man holding a golden ruler as a sword. Gently waving the ruler will cause the stars to fall.

In the blink of an eye, countless stars dazzled and burst into bright light.

"What baby is that!"

Zhang Jun's eyes shone when he saw this scene. He guessed that the middle-aged man should be the leader of the holy way mentioned by Monk Jingye.

I remember Monk Jingye once said that ten years ago, the Holy Way launched a massive counterattack and caused heavy losses to Shenxiang. This battle should have been the battle.

The big rabbit was also beheaded in this battle.

Thanks to him being the God of Deception, he was not beheaded even though he had only one head left.

It's just that he suffered a serious injury and could only huddle up in the inn, manage carefully, and slowly heal his wounds. Unfortunately, he didn't have this opportunity when he met himself.

[Qingyuan Alien Species] is indeed a good thing. After breaking through and entering the Tao realm, he condensed eighteen more [Qingyuan Alien Species] for himself.

If you use this thing properly in the future, it will be enough to make you invincible.

He immediately strode into his guest room and was about to close the door when he suddenly noticed something and stood at the door waiting for a while.

Not long after, I saw someone walking over quietly, but after seeing Zhang Jun waiting for me at the door, the person suddenly smiled awkwardly, stepped forward and said, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist."

The person who came was none other than Zuo Xiantong.

Zhang Jun nodded, invited him into the room, closed the door, sat down, and said bluntly: "This time I have achieved a breakthrough in cultivation, and I would like to thank my fellow Taoist for protecting me."

After he successfully entered the Dao realm, he did not expose himself immediately. Instead, he observed secretly and discovered Zuo Xiantong hiding not far away.

After a little thought, he understood what Zuo Xiantong was hiding there.

"Eh!" Zuo Xiantong was stunned for a moment, but his expression suddenly changed and he hurried to explain.

"Don't worry, I understand the Taoist priest's intention."

Zhang Jun waved his hand to signal Zuo Xiantong not to worry about misunderstanding.

Zuo Xiantong was good at thunder and was a true successor of Shenxiao. It was difficult for him to help him under the circumstances.

But if it harms oneself, the method is extremely simple. I believe that with the methods of Shenxiao Zhenzhen, there are many ways to aggravate one's thunder disaster.

Since he has not suffered any ill will from Zuo Xiantong, it means that the other party hiding around is goodwill, at least it can be understood this way.

"I am also entrusted by others."

Zuo Xiantong told what he had been entrusted by Ga'emei.

This is further proof that he was not malicious in hiding around him at that time.

"good."

Zhang Jun nodded, extended his hand to Zuo Xiantong, and immediately asked straight to the point: "Fellow Taoist must be here for something important."

"Yes, I want to leave Shenxiang."

Zuo Xiantong did not beat around the bush, he said: "I originally entered Shenxiang out of curiosity, but now I have figured out the situation here. Shenxiang is not a suitable place for me."

Having said this, Zuo Xiantong looked at Zhang Jun.

Neither of them spoke, but they were already communicating with each other in secret languages. Finally, Zhang Jun took out two bottles of [Pelvinating Borodin] and handed them to Zuo Xiantong, and at the same time quietly told him the location of the Holy Path. As for whether he could After successfully joining the Holy Way and successfully gaining the attention of the Holy Way, Zhang Jun was already powerless.

In return, Zuo Xiantong promised that he would spare no effort to help Zhang Jun at critical moments, even if it means giving up the victory or defeat in this competitive world.

Both of them know very well that the competitive world is the foundation for becoming stronger. There are many crises here but there are too many opportunities.

Zuo Xiantong is going to the Holy Path to find his opportunity. As for the outcome in the competitive world, it is not that important. As long as he finds an opportunity, it is not a big problem even if he gives up and surrenders immediately.

Finally, there is a small problem, that is, leaving Shenxiang.

This place is easy to get in and out, and there are all kinds of weird and weird rules and restrictions. Even Monk Jingye and his party need to make a big fuss before they can be sure that the spirit fairy will lead the holy son to leave.

It is not easy for Zuo Xiantong to leave.

This matter is not difficult. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just want to give him a ride.

The two were walking on Shenxiang Street. Zuo Xiantong had already put on a mask on his face. Compared with when they first entered Shenxiang, the streets of Shenxiang were already deserted. Not only were there few street lights, but even the people in the sedan chairs were deserted. Almost none.

If it weren't for the occasional pair of eyes that cautiously looked around in a corner, this place would have felt like an empty city.

"Fellow Taoist, it's strange to say that you are in the devil's path, but you have mastered the awe-inspiring thunder method."

"The right way and the evil way are just symbols for everyone to easily distinguish each other. Who dares to say that doing things in the right way must be aboveboard, and killing people in the evil way must be treacherous and evil. To put it bluntly, everyone is just trying to survive."

The two chatted on the road, inevitably mentioning the issue of the camp. Zhang Jun's words tore open the fig leaf between good and evil.

Of course, his words inevitably tended to cover up the devil's side.

Zuo Xiantong did not refute this, because what Zhang Jun said was indeed correct.

Along the way, the two talked freely about thunder. Although Zhang Jun was born with the spirit of thunder and knew it from birth, he lacked systematic experience after all. Therefore, Zuo Xiantong also benefited a lot from many of Zuo Xiantong's views and opinions. Similarly, Although Zuo Xiantong is not lacking in experience, he is not very thorough about the deeper aspects of thunder method, but Zhang Jun can explain it in a few words.

Just a few words were more powerful than his painstaking reading of the scriptures.

Such an exchange did not involve core secrets, so neither of them had any burden.

Until you come to the gate.

When the stone lion guarding the gate saw Zhang Jun, he immediately lowered his head and pretended not to see him.

The pairs of eyes on the gate were supposed to make things difficult for people when they left Shenxiang, but now they all pretended to be blind.

He even took the initiative to open the door through an inconspicuous gap.

Seeing this, Zuo Xiantong couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that the sky is huge and the earth is big, and the fist is the biggest. As long as the fist is big enough, even these weird gods will not dare to fart."

Then he handed over to Zhang Junyi and said, "Then I'll say goodbye to my Taoist friend."

"it is good!"

Zuo Xiantong raised his head. He actually wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth. After all, there were so many eyes staring at him in the arena at this moment, and it was still inconvenient to say some words.

After the two said goodbye, Zuo Xiantong quickly rushed out of the gate of Shenxiang, then turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the horizon.

Zhang Jun stayed in the inn for the next two days.

Bai Jun never gave any news, so he simply stabilized his cultivation.

According to Xue Haitang, there are a total of twelve levels to enter the Tao, just like a lotus flower. The twelve levels are the highest. Every time you improve one level, you need to sublimate your own Tao.

Now that I have just taken this step, I still need to seek stability first.

But what's interesting is that after he stepped into the path, the lotus left by Mi Shen in Jianyi Mountain suddenly became quiet.

During this period of time, he had consumed a lot of Mi Shen's power. In addition, the lotus transformed by Mi Shen was suppressed by the coffin of Blood Begonia and could not absorb external power. Even the lotus leaves on it withered a lot.

I don't know if I can completely remove this thing if I continue. No matter how good the power of Mi Shen is, Zhang Jun feels that this thing is always a big bomb.

While Zhang Jun was stabilizing his cultivation, there was an unusual change of power in the prison on the other side.

"Buzz!!" The door of the prison slowly opened, and a carriage pulled by six giant headless horses slowly entered the prison.

More than a hundred jailers were already standing in two rows, looking at the new priest in front of them.

Everyone raised their heads uneasily, and everyone was full of curiosity about this newly appointed priest.

Now that the prison has been severely damaged, the reconstruction work has not yet begun. The prison god has lost half of his life this time. The last time I saw the prison god come back, his whole body was full of holes. As soon as he came back, he locked himself in a room to heal.

He didn't even have the intention to come out to greet the new priest.

"Om..."

The door of the carriage was opened, and a six-sided animal pattern leather boot inlaid with gems stepped out from inside and stepped on the floor of the cell.

At this moment, all the jailers lowered their heads instinctively, not daring to look up at this god.

"Where's Goudan?"

Just a slight voice of inquiry made the jailers feel like they were struck by lightning. How come this voice was so familiar.

Goudan among the crowd was stunned for a while before he raised his head. When he saw the figure coming down from the carriage, his breathing became even faster.

I saw the person coming, wearing a purple robe and cloak. The weapon on his shoulder was shaped like a dragon's claw. Two pairs of independent black pupils stared blankly at the surroundings, emitting an ominous light.

But that face is that of Mr. Li Si (Huang Mao’s pseudonym) whom Goudan thinks about day and night.

"grown ups!!"

After being stunned for a long time, Goudan finally woke up with a start, quickly walked out of the crowd, and crawled at Huangmao's feet with a plop.

Tears filled my eyes for a moment, and my whole body was shaking with excitement.

The other jailers saw this scene with different expressions, some were indifferent, some looked regretful, and even more looked fearful.

Goudan was so excited that he couldn't speak, and kept kowtowing to Huangmao.

Huang Mao understood his excitement very well, and even felt sympathy for him.

He stretched out his hand and patted Goudan's shoulder. Wisps of strange energy surged into the shoulder armor. After a while, the originally ordinary shoulder armor kept opening black pupils. The two iron ropes turned into Eight roots.

Nourished by the huge force of evil energy, Goudan's original skinny figure began to swell, until he transformed from a height of 1.56 meters into a giant man of nearly 2 meters, with a sinister face and a fierce light in his eyes.

If the previous Goudan was a lame paparazzi, the current Goudan is an adult Doberman, a truly vicious dog.

"Hey, from today on, you are the head of the prison, and they are all under your control."

Huang Mao pointed to the figures of the jailers kneeling on the ground. As a priest, he had the ability to improve the strength and position of any jailer.

Goudan lowered his head and looked back at everyone, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his mouth split open to reveal his white fangs: "Don't worry, sir, I will make them obedient."

Everyone felt cold all over as Goudan's eyes swept over them, and some of the timid ones were frightened to the point of peeing.

They usually tease Goudan a lot, teasing him, and beating him are not uncommon, but now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, making them feel like they have fallen into an ice cave at this moment.

"have a good time."

Huang Mao understood Goudan's mood at the moment, but he didn't intend to get involved. He had more important things to do.

After leaving the affairs here to Goudan, the third senior brother, who had been grumbling ever since he entered the prison, ran straight to the prison god's room.

As soon as Huang Mao came to the gate of Lao Shen, the guards immediately became vigilant. They were all the Lao God's personal guards. But before they could speak, Huang Mao's cloak shook behind him. In an instant, these guards had malignant sores all over their bodies, and their flesh cracked and rotted. In less than a breath, he fell to the ground and became a puddle of mud.

"Prison God!"

Huang Mao walked to the door, raised his leg and stomped on it.

There was a loud "bang", and large cracks spread in all directions, and the ground surface was completely shattered.

Who would have thought that Huang Mao would be so brutal and direct, watching the door explode, and iron ropes rushing out from it, like dragons, pulling towards Huang Mao.

At the same time, all kinds of tricks and laws fell on Huang Mao's body.

It's just that when the power of these laws fell into Huang Mao's body, it was immediately absorbed by a force. Not only did Huang Mao not get hurt, but Huang Mao looked happy.

Now that he has been blessed with devious ways, and with the blessing of his own cursed body and the method of disintegrating demons, these deceptive rules will not only be unable to harm himself, but will also be carefully absorbed and integrated into his cursed body, creating new ones for himself. curse.

As soon as he raised his hand, the power of the infinite curse turned into a big black hand. The big hand rolled up a violent airflow, making a thunderstorm-like roar, and smashed the iron rope in front of him.

The iron ropes stained with the curse also began to decay rapidly, producing red rust spots.

"Boy, you've gone too far!"

Angry roars came from the room, and a man rushed out of the room and went straight towards Huang Mao. He pointed like a knife and swung downwards. There was a piece of black flame, like a flaming magic knife, shining brightly. The light and the hot temperature made the ground scorch in the blink of an eye, and the red soil was scorched and turned into shiny porcelain.

Huang Mao said with an indifferent expression, "I will give you a happy life. I will burn some paper money and sprinkle some wine for you every year."

After saying that, a big black hand appeared, and black clouds rolled around it, giving off a heart-stopping aura.

The two collided and erupted with a terrifying roar.

Huang Mao only took two steps back, but the other one flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

Black blood overflowed from his mouth, and the embarrassed Lao Shen raised his head, only to see that the holes in his body that had been pierced by Monk Jingye with Buddha's blood were now beginning to rot and grow maggots, exuding bursts of stench, and at the same time, his lungs seemed to be on fire. He woke up the same, coughing violently when he opened his mouth.

"Hey, stop struggling. I'll give you a ride and let you die quickly. Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing?"

Huang Mao stepped forward with a grin on his face, and a terrifying black mist surged around him.

"you dare!"

The Prison God's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Huang Mao dared to attack him so blatantly.

"This one……"

Huang Mao scratched his head; "Actually, I don't want to kill you directly, but since there are lives above, I can't help it."

"above??"

The prison god's eyes widened, first he was surprised, confused and finally angry for no reason.

Huang Mao took out the token of Shenlou from his sleeve, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "I came here under orders to kill you, the traitor."

There was a one-eye on the black token. The one-eye opened and looked towards the prison god. Suddenly, a ripple-like force of mystery emitted from the token.

Lao Shen's expression changed drastically. He heard a clanging sound on his body, and the pair of shoulder armors on his shoulders fell off in unison.

"I'm not a traitor, you... cough cough cough..."

The prison god still wanted to defend himself, but when he opened his mouth again, his whole face turned dark and he kept coughing violently.

"Isn't it? It doesn't matter. What matters is that you are going to die." Although he spoke calmly, he opened his mouth and spit out a demonic cloud, which quickly swallowed up the prison god.

Not long after, a shrill scream was heard from inside. About a stick of incense passed before the sound gradually disappeared.

Huang Mao waved, and the demon cloud immediately turned into a black python and returned to his mouth. Only a pile of white bones and skeletons were left on the ground.

Huang Mao put away the shoulder armor left by the prison god on the ground, picked up the skeleton and started to play with it; "It doesn't matter whether you are or not, the important thing is that someone always needs to give my junior brother an explanation..."

……

"You killed the prison god like this?"

In the evening, Huang Mao returned to the inn, and the first thing he did was to find Zhang Jun.

After Zhang Jun heard about this incident, he was initially suspicious of Lao Shen, but when he saw Lao Shen and Monk Jingye fighting desperately, he became suspicious.

This is why he told Realm Master Tian Kun that someone was going to kill him, but he didn't mention a word about his suspicions about the prison god.

I originally thought of finding an opportunity to heal Lao Shen's wounds, and then give Lao Shen one of the [Qingyuan Alien Species]. By then everything would be clear.

But now...

Of course, he couldn't explain these things to Huang Mao. After all, things like Qingyuan Alien Species must not be exposed.

Otherwise, not only the good and the evil will kill him, but also the Wusheng Sect will create a gap between him and himself.

Don't look at Wu Shengmen treating himself as a treasure now, that is under the premise of profit.

If you master something that can easily control others, or even read other people's memories, it will be a threat to everyone.

"By the way, I heard when I came here that Guardian Zuo led a team out, saying that they were going to find materials for repairing the prison and the prayer lake for Shenxiang."

Huang Mao didn't know what Zhang Jun was thinking, so he just ate snacks and chatted with him.

"Ah."

Zhang Jun is not interested in this matter. He is still thinking about how Bai Jun plans to arrange himself.

At this moment, Zhang Jun frowned.

Stand up and go outside.

"Where are you going?"

"The realm master Tian Kun is here."

As Zhang Jun opened the door and Master Tian Kun stepped into the inn, Big Rabbit was already aware of it, and naturally Zhang Jun was also aware of it.

Hearing that Master Tian Kun was coming, Huang Mao could only stand up and prepare to follow. He looked back at the unfinished snacks on the table, hesitated, and walked out.

But he took two steps, paused, and then calmly shook the cloak behind him, and saw that a table of snacks was all rolled up...

(End of this chapter)