I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 320 Eliminate the tricks and get ready to go

The water in Shenxiang is too deep, and now that the divine fire is shining, the entire Shenxiang has turned into a strange land.

Although they were protected by the magic weapon, which could protect them from the risk of being tricked, Zhang Jun still thought it was too evil after much thought.

If you don’t believe it, look at the description of this thing.

【Prisoner's Shawl】(Exotic Treasure)

The exotic treasure forged from prisoner dragon scale armor has the ability to connect with its host.

Once you bring this object, you will become one with it. The stronger the host, the stronger the ability of this object.

There is even a certain probability that he will transform into the prison dragon incarnation.

The previous prison was the embryo of Qiu Long, and there was still the resentment of Qiu Long in it.

To put it bluntly, this thing was made by Lord Bai after he killed the prisoner dragon and skinned someone else.

Not to mention the resentment of the son of the imprisoned dragon in the prison, just carrying it with him for a long time is still a trouble.

Especially since Huang Mao has been planted with the so-called divine seed, it should be even weirder.

After Huang Mao heard Zhang Jun's words, he thought about it and felt the same.

So the two of them drove the battleship slowly away from Shenxiang and hid in a valley far away.

Zhang Jun originally wanted to arrange some arrangements around the valley, but then he thought that Ling Fairy must be among the Holy Path's attack. In the eyes of a master like Ling Fairy, his own formation level was completely inferior to three hundred taels of silver.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to let nature take its course and let Huang Mao just get some dead wood and rocks to cover it up.

It is not difficult for both of them to eliminate the [Prisoner's Shawl].

In particular, the third senior brother Huang Mao used the method of disintegrating the demon, and relied on the characteristics of the cursed body to expel a black ball of flesh from his body in a matter of seconds.

What was wrapped inside was the divine seed that he had swallowed before.

Realm Master Tian Kun could never have imagined that his own divine seed could be spit out so easily.

After losing the blessing of the divine seed, Huang Mao became much more decadent. He sat on the ground, feeling like he couldn't lift his strength.

After persevering carefully, I was also surprised.

"Damn it, there is indeed something wrong with this thing. It stole one-third of my true energy and almost caused my cultivation to regress."

When Zhang Jun had problems with these things just now, Huang Mao still felt a little reluctant to let go.

After all, the power brought by the divine seed is too strong and intuitive.

He even felt that with the blessing of the divine seed, he could even fight against masters in the Taoist realm.

But now I realize that I have been tricked.

It was enough that the God Seed had taken away one-third of his true energy. The problem was that he had been practicing hard in the prison during this period, and his cultivation level was slowly rising with the help of the resentment in the prison.

There are even signs of breaking through to the fetus state.

But now after careful inspection, he found that his cultivation level had not improved at all.

In other words, all of my previous hard work was sucked away by this thing.

Thinking of this, Huang Mao was already going crazy. He wanted to drive the [Blood Satellite River Boat] straight to Shenxiang and bombard him with one cannon.

After receiving the lesson from the God Seed, Huang Mao became extremely resentful towards the [Prisoner's Shawl] on his body. He stretched out his hand to grab it and pulled it with all his strength!

"Stab~"

This pair of [Prisoner's Shawls] was actually ripped off his shoulders by him.

I saw strips of flesh as thick as thumbs under the shawl, like tentacles, still tightly entangled in his flesh and blood, as if they wanted to get back in again.

"Fuck you, uncle, come out here!"

When Huang Mao saw this, he felt even more annoyed. He roared like crazy, veins popped out on his arms, and with the sound of the tentacles being torn off, his shawl was torn off forcefully.

"Boom!"

Huang Mao threw the thing to the ground. The holes on his shoulders were densely packed like a hornet's nest and there were blood blisters in them. The huge pain, which was no less than a cramp and pulling out bones, made him tremble all over.

Unhappily, he stepped forward and kicked his feet hard, then looked back at Zhang Jun and saw that he was still holding up his hands.

He curled his lips and said, "It hurts a little, but the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. If you can't let go, I'll help you."

Zhang Jun was stunned at this moment.

Looking at the big hole with blood bubbles on his shoulder, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he quickly raised his hand to stop this fool from approaching him: "No need, I will do it myself."

I saw Zhang Jun patting his forehead and calling out the Thunder God. This small seal was suspended above his head, bursting out wisps of thunder and lightning, and pierced into the left and right shawls on his shoulders.

As thunder and lightning continued to pour in, the shawls on the left and right seemed to begin to struggle.

At the same time, Zhang Jun waved his sword energy in the sea of ​​consciousness and cut off the connection between the two pairs of shawls and the lotus roots in the lotus pond.

As the roots were cut off, the lotus pond in Jianyi Mountain emitted a gurgling and boiling strange energy.

As if he sensed that Zhang Jun was about to abandon these two artifacts, before Zhang Jun could cut off all the links, a suction force suddenly surged out.

This time, Zhang Jun didn't even need to take action. The shawl originally lying on Zhang Jun's shoulders immediately jumped up and struggled to escape from Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun took a look and it seemed that he had nothing to do now.

Originally, he planned to cut off the connection between Mi Shen and the shawl, and then use his soul extraction hand to slowly pull the thing out of his body.

It's okay now, you don't have to do it yourself.

Zhang Jun just grabbed it gently, and the two shawls fell off his shoulders effortlessly.

The few inconspicuous holes on the shoulders began to heal quickly after the shoulder armor fell off, and they were completely healed in just a few breaths.

The whole process cannot be said to be smooth, it can only be said to be silky smooth.

Huang Mao on the side was dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the shawl that Zhang Jun had casually thrown on the ground, his eyes straightened, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Jun with a strange look on his face.

Zhang Jun shrugged helplessly: "Actually, I wanted to help you get it just now, but you started too quickly."

Hearing this, Huang Mao's eyebrows couldn't stop jumping.

Staring at the shawl on the ground, he raised his leg and kicked it up, saying with a disdainful expression: "Men, you have to be cruel to yourself."

He walked to the cabin without looking back: "I'll go back and take a rest. Don't call me to eat..."

Looking at Huang Mao's back, Zhang Jun smiled, but did not expose Huang Mao's last stubbornness.

He picked up the shawl on the ground and observed it carefully, and found that this thing was indeed very strange. It seems to have a life of its own, and can even strengthen itself by absorbing the host's cultivation. This ability made Zhang Jun couldn't help but think of [Qingyuan Alien Species] and he became more and more vigilant.

Putting the shawl away, Zhang Jun began to check his body.

He found that although he lost the blessing of the [Prisoner's Shawl], his cultivation seemed to be affected to a certain extent, but he did not suffer much loss. On the contrary, because he was freed from the shackles of this thing, his soul seemed to be freed from encumbrances and became smoother and more accessible.

After hastily eating some elixirs, Zhang Jun patted the spirit beast bag and released Adou.

He gave Adou the [Hate-avoiding Borodin] and patted Adou's head gently: "I'll leave this to you."

"Ouch!" Adou nodded. It had the same thoughts as his.

In the following time, I should also think carefully about how to further improve my strength.

Therefore, Zhang Jun began to retreat. He wanted to increase the strength of the Holy Son as much as possible before the start of this war...

While Zhang Jun was in retreat, part of his consciousness was also transferred to the Holy Son.

"Holy Son, these are the eggs I boiled. I heard that I don't know when I will be back after I leave. Please take care of yourself."

"Holy Son, please try this. This is the bread I just baked."

"Holy Son, my son is also in the team for this expedition. If you need it, just give me orders. It will be worthwhile for this kid to fight with you in this life."

On the road, people kept coming forward and greeting the Holy Son with concern.

Some even brought out freshly prepared food, just asking the Holy Son to take a bite.

In addition to these ordinary residents in the Holy City, the attitude of the major families in the Holy City towards the Holy Son has also undergone a shocking reversal.

When Zhang Jun walked to his bedroom, the elders of the major families were already waiting outside the door.

When they saw the Holy Son coming back, they immediately rushed up in a swarm.

They all held various invitations in their hands, hoping to invite the Holy Son to the banquet.

Zhang Jun knew their purpose.

In this conference, I was entrusted with an important task by the leader, as the main striker in Shenxiang.

The major families came to show their kindness, partly because they had shown enough strength in the last battle.

On the other hand, I, the Holy Son, had just returned from studying abroad in Shenxiang.

When it comes to the information about Shenxiang, I know it better than most people in the Holy Way.

Therefore, these families also hope to have good connections and have their children and grandchildren follow them.

Zhang Jun took the invitation and expressed his gratitude to the elders with a smile.

"Everyone, I understand your thoughts. I have no right to influence the ownership of the team, but I can assure you that I will do my best to protect everyone. As for your good wishes, I accept them."

Zhang Jun said a polite word, turned around and walked quickly into the palace.

After closing the door and taking a deep breath, Xia Shu came over with tea and motioned for him to take a rest quickly.

He even sneered at the people outside the door.

"When they said they wanted to destroy you, they were the most excited. I didn't expect that just a short time later, they came to you again with a stern look on their faces."

Zhang Jun sat down and took a sip of tea, stuffed two snacks into his mouth, and ate them hungrily.

This meeting lasted so long without even a sip of tea in the middle.

In the past, I saw in TV series that the ministers who went to court were all calm and composed, but when it was my turn today, I realized that it was not fun at all.

Not to mention tea, there is not even a bench, everyone has to stand and talk honestly.

"Son!"

Xia Shu suddenly looked at him.

"Ok?"

"This battle...must be fought?"

Xia Shu lowered her head and looked out the window. The holy city, which had been restored to its original state, was glowing with new vitality in the sunshine.

“Maybe it’s good to keep things like this.”

After saying that, Xia Shu seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and immediately lowered her head.

Seeing Xia Shu's troubled expression, Zhang Jun thought for a while, stretched out his hand and patted her forehead.

"Perhaps it is good to maintain it this way, but people always have to look back. One hundred or two hundred years from now, this account will always have to end. If our generation cannot end it, it will be left to the next generation. , what will they do then?”

Xia Shu nodded as if she understood, but it was like she was holding a piece of candy in her mouth, she had something to say but was hesitant.

Before she could say anything, Zhang Jun reached out and held her in his arms: "I promise." "What?? I...I haven't said anything yet."

"I agree."

Xia Shu blushed, suddenly pushed Zhang Jun away, covered her face and ran out. When she ran to the door, she turned back: "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

When Xia Shu's figure gradually faded away, Zhang Jun couldn't tell whether he was the Holy Son or Zhang Jun.

The vague consciousness was blurred by the surging emotions.

The only thing I remember is that at this moment, the Holy Son's heart was warm.

Perhaps the remaining consciousness of the Holy Son is not clear enough, but Zhang Jun believes that in the deepest part of his consciousness, there will be a girl waiting for him.

Even though I knew it was just a dream...

Early the next morning, before dawn, figures had already walked out of each house and gathered in front of the gate of the Holy City.

There was no farewell, no so-called swearing-in meeting, no heroic shouts of death.

All everyone can do is to put on their clothes silently, walk out of the house, look at the relatives coming out of the house, nod silently, then turn around and walk out.

Zhang Jun arrived at the gate early, just waiting for the disciples of the Holy Way to start gathering towards him.

No matter how decadent they were the moment they left home, when they straightened up again, all Zhang Jun could see was passion and murderous intent on his face.

"The Holy Son, the Spirit Fairy and the others have already set off. We just need to wait for the Spirit Fairy to take action before we can set off."

Li Bochang walked up to Zhang Jun and cupped his hands.

Zhang Jun nodded. Although they were the vanguard, Ling Fairy and the others actually set off earlier.

This place is still far away from Shenxiang. If they are allowed to walk there, it is estimated that half of these people will die before they reach Shenxiang.

So Spirit Fairy and the others are the vanguard in the true sense.

Only after she opens the space formation will everyone officially set off.

"Son!"

At this time, several people in the crowd came over.

The four people walking in front were Qiu Feng, Shang Yinling, Yang Qingshan, and He Xinhuan.

"Holy Son, I offended the Holy Son last time in the treasury. Please forgive me. This time, the four of us will let the Holy Son send us, and we will fight against all odds."

The four people in prison peak bowed their hands to each other.

In fact, they were still undecided.

Who would have thought that they would be classified into this vanguard and directly become the people under the jurisdiction of the Holy Son.

Although they may not really listen to the Holy Son's words after entering the Holy Land, at least they have to do enough to save their face at this moment.

Zhang Jun nodded, knowing what they were thinking, but as they said, on the surface, everyone still needs to get by.

"Everyone is working for the holy way. No offense is allowed. I hope everyone can work together to fight this time."

"That's the way it is."

Qiu Feng and others smiled and nodded in agreement.

But as soon as the words fell, the expressions of the four people suddenly fell.

"Hmph, some people speak better than they sing, but when it comes to a critical moment, they can only run faster than anyone else."

Everyone looked back and saw Zuo Xiantong walking over with a cold face.

He stood beside the Holy Son, staring at Qiu Feng and the others, his eyes becoming more and more evil.

The four of them almost died while trying to seize the treasure from the treasure house.

If the Holy Son hadn't come forward, he would have been completely cold by now.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, Zuo Xiantong didn't even bother to be polite on the surface.

"Be careful, the aura on this guy's body has changed, and he may escape the tribulation and enter the Tao at any time."

Yang Qingshan reminded the three prisoners in a low voice.

Yang Qingshan is different from Qiu Feng and the others. Yang Qingshan is a disciple of the great elder Wu Mingtong. The main purpose of coming this time is to protect Zhang Jun.

He deliberately used secret techniques to suppress his cultivation, but if necessary, he could advance to Taoism at any time.

So they are much more sensitive than Qiu Feng in this regard.

Hearing this, Qiu Feng and others' hatred for Zuo Xiantong increased sharply. They had tried their best to break the prohibition trap for that treasure, but they didn't want to end up using it as a wedding dress for this kid.

Zhang Jun also noticed this, and his face showed a look of surprise.

If Zuo Xiantong can enter Taoism, he may be of great use after entering the Divine Land.

After all, Heavenly Tribulation's restraint on the Evil God is particularly obvious.

"Son!"

A group of people came over, including Wang Xiansheng and others. They were obviously also in the vanguard.

When Wang Xiansheng saw the Holy Son again, his previous arrogance was completely gone.

In the last battle, the Holy Son's glory was still the same, and his strength was even stronger than before, which convinced Wang Xiansheng and others.

The most important thing is that the Holy Son took the initiative to speak for the Wang family and saved Wang Ying. This was a great kindness to the Wang family.

"We will bear in mind the great kindness of the Holy Son. From now on, our Wang family is willing to ride for the Holy Son."

Wang Xiansheng and the others bowed their hands to the Holy Son.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jun immediately stepped forward and helped Wang Xiansheng up: "Whatever, we are all in the same boat this time, so we should work together to move forward."

Zhang Jun spoke with deep affection and sincerity, which made Wang Xiansheng and others feel ashamed.

"By the way, this is a small gift from my grandfather to the Holy Son. It is the sincerity of my Wang family. I hope the Holy Son will never refuse."

At this time, Wang Xiansheng took out a box from his sleeve.

Before the box was opened, the surrounding temperature immediately began to drop.

Even Qiu Feng and the others couldn't help but start a cold war.

"This is……"

Zhang Jun took the box over. There seemed to be an extremely pure energy inside, and it was so cold that it seemed a little hard to hold it.

"Elder Wang came to look for me the day before yesterday, and I casually mentioned the matter about the Holy Son's eyes. I didn't expect that Elder Wang would find a treasure like snow seeds so quickly."

Zuo Xiantong on the side explained.

Wang Bofu came to look for him with the intention of wooing him, and more importantly, he hoped that Zuo Xiantong could say a few good words for the Wang family in front of the Holy Son.

Zuo Xiantong casually mentioned the matter of snow seeds at that time.

The pair of snow crystal pupils he gave to the Holy Son require innate snow seeds to activate.

It's just that this thing is so rare that no trace of it has been found in the treasure house.

Unexpectedly, it was just a casual mention at that time, but Wang Bowu actually came to find him.

You must know that the current Wang family is seriously damaged.

Zhang Jun and Huang Mao were completely looted from the inside out.

Even the pet dog in the yard did not leave any yellow hair for the Wang family.

Under such circumstances, Wang Bowu was able to find a treasure like snow seeds in such a short period of time, which shows that Wang Bowu really wants to repair the relationship with the Holy Son.

"Elder Wang is interested."

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and put the box away, his attitude toward the Wang family also changed.

When Wang Xiansheng and others saw this, they were secretly happy, knowing that the Holy Son had accepted their sincerity.

"Okay, we are all our own people, no need to be polite." Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "The most important thing now is to unite as one. Shenxiang is strange and ever-changing. If we can't unite as one, no one will survive."

Zhang Jun's words were not only addressed to Zuo Xiantong, but also to warn Qiu Feng and the others not to cause trouble.

Qiu Feng and the others naturally agreed with Zhang Jun with smiles on their faces.

As for Zuo Xiantong, although he did not directly express his position, his eyes finally shifted away from Qiu Feng and the others.

Not long after, several other elders of the Holy Path also arrived.

"Holy Son, your mission is to lay down twenty-eight diamond pillars in Shenxiang. After the mission is completed, you will evacuate immediately."

Elder Shen stepped forward and gave everyone a storage bag.

Inside were three dark metal rods.

This thing is neither gold nor silver, nor iron nor copper, and I don’t know what material it is made of.

Zhang Jun took out one and held it in his hand. He saw that the stars of the Big Dipper were engraved on it. Considering that the demand this time was twenty-eight, he immediately understood in his heart that this was a Buddhist bead that was used to match the holy monk. The township arranged the formation of twenty-eight constellations.

"Remember, three hundred meters per stick, the faster the better. As long as there are enough, we will leave immediately."

Elder Shen warned everyone one by one with serious words, and finally deliberately pulled Zhang Jun aside.

"Holy Son, it is extremely dangerous to go to the Holy Land. The leader asked me to give you this thing to prevent any unexpected events."

Elder Shen said, calmly handing a crystal ball to Zhang Jun.

There is a space formation sealed in this crystal ball. As long as Zhang Jun crushes this object at a critical moment, he can be teleported thousands of miles away immediately.

This is the leader's last guarantee for him, and it is also the hope that he can preserve another line of fire for the Holy Land.

"Okay! Elder, please thank the leader for me."

Zhang Jun never had too little of life-saving things, so he accepted them without any pretense.

Elder Shen wanted to say something else, but at this moment, someone shouted from the side: "Look!"

Everyone looked sideways and saw that the space gap in the holy city in front of them had opened. Through the gap, they could see the vast white land in front of them.

The space teleportation array has been opened, and the destination is not far from Shenxiang.

This is already the most suitable place for Spirit Fairy to find.

Going forward, Shenxiang will notice it and even intervene directly.

"Elder Shen, take care!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jun nodded to Elder Shen in front of him, and then walked to the crowd: "Everyone, follow me, let's go!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight into the crack in space in front of him.

Seeing this, the others cheered up and followed Zhang Jun into the spatial rift...

(End of this chapter)