I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 333 Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, what a sin!

Seeing the centipede crawling further and further away, Zhang Jun couldn't help but curiously asked: "How long have you been trapped here??"

"it's been a while."

Amei thought for a moment. Ever since Zhang Jun broke through last time, he had been thrown into the moat and ended up here in a daze.

Despite the fact that Gong'emei has always had bad luck, sometimes he always has a kind of luck that ordinary people don't have.

It's like a guaranteed rebound with ten consecutive draws.

Always able to keep him alive.

"Then how long are you going to stay here?"

"I don't know. The state of my destiny star is very strange now. It seems that the strange energy in my body never dares to pollute this destiny star. It makes me feel very uncomfortable. I guess it is because the broom star has too much bad luck. .”

Amei said with a grimace.

It is difficult for ordinary people, even gods, to directly see bad luck. After all, it is luck in the dark, but the strange energy can be sensed.

So I still refuse to pollute the destiny star.

"That's it."

Zhang Jun thought for a while: "Then let me help you."

"Help me??" Ga'emei didn't understand what Zhang Jun meant by helping him.

"It's up to me, you release the life star, and you don't have to worry about the rest." Zhang Jun said as if he was ready to take action.

Seeing this, Aimei gritted his teeth and started to release his life star according to Zhang Jun's words: "Come on!"

At the same time that Zhang Jun took action, the bright stars outside the sacred mountain began to dim one after another.

The great array of stars in the sky also dispersed under the last ray of afterglow.

On the ruined land, the elders and disciples who participated in the formation were lying or sitting, covered with scars. Most of them had lost the blessing of their life stars, their cultivation levels had fallen, and they had to use up their lives to maintain the formation. Although they still have one breath left, But I'm afraid I won't live long.

In comparison, Bai Jun's condition was not much better. He was at the end of his strength, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered with horrific wounds.

His long hair was scattered around his face, and his damaged body could no longer support him from standing up.

When he raised his head, he saw that the Holy Son and his party were approaching, surrounding him layer by layer.

The eyes of these holy disciples were filled with anger and hatred, but also with relief and expectation. They know that for this day, the Holy Path has sacrificed too much and has been looking forward to it for too long.

Zhang Jun slowly walked into the center of the battlefield, his steps were steady and firm, he held a Flashing Green Sword in his hand, his eyes were calm and determined.

Bai Jun raised his head and vigorously shook away the hair that blocked his sight, revealing his face that was distorted by despair.

He tried to stand up, but found that even the last of his strength was quietly draining away.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, seeming to be laughing at his own powerlessness and the hypocrisy of the world.

The Holy Son stood in front of Bai Jun, and their eyes met in the air, like two invisible forces colliding.

Then, the Holy Son raised the long sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Bai Jun's throat. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" The protagonist's voice is low and powerful, full of unquestionable judgment.

Bai Jun didn't speak, just laughed softly, and the laughter was full of relief, as if he had already seen the ending, but his eyes were scanning the surroundings, as if he was looking for someone.

But when he didn't see that figure, there was a bit of hesitation on his face: "Have you... seen a person?"

"Who?" Wang Xiansheng asked with a frown.

"I killed you Wang family members last time!"

Hearing Bai Jun's inquiry, Wang Xiansheng suddenly woke up. He looked around and found that Zhang Jun and Huang Mao were not found.

He couldn't help gritting his teeth and rushed forward angrily, lifting Bai Jun's collar: "Tell me, where are they!"

Zuo Xiantong and Yang Qingshan stood behind them. Seeing this scene, they glanced at each other and began to take a step forward calmly.

They also want to know where Zhang Jun is.

It seems that this guy has disappeared since the last time he caused trouble in the Holy City. Throughout the entire battlefield, there is no trace of this guy.

"Hehe, it seems you don't know either."

Seeing Wang Xiansheng's furious look, Bai Jun grinned and reminded everyone: "That guy is a poisonous snake. He might be hiding in a corner waiting for you to launch a fatal blow to you."

"asshole!!"

Wang Xiansheng cursed loudly and was about to ask where exactly these two bastards were.

A hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled Wang Xiansheng away. Then he heard a cold snort: "You talk too much."

"Om!!"

With a flash of sword light and a crisp sound, Lord Bai's head rolled off his neck, but even so, Lord Bai did not lose it. Those eyes full of ambition and cunning stared at the Holy Son in front of him.

"Do you think you won? But the deception is still there. If you kill me, there will be a second Bai Jun and a third Bai Jun tomorrow. The deception is obvious, but you are still a shady mouse."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words and looked around. It was indeed as Bai Jun said. Although the sacred land had been destroyed, the deceitful way was still coming to the world and it had not returned to its original appearance as expected.

"How could this happen? This is different from the words left by the gods back then??"

The faces of the people of the Holy Path were ugly. In this battle, they spent all of the Holy Path's family assets to level the Shenxiang. But in the end, if this is the result, it would be really hard to accept.

Wang Xiansheng stepped forward, lifted up Bai Jun's head, and punched Bai Jun hard in the face: "Tell me, how can we restore the world to its original state?"

The dignified Lord of Shenxiang was beaten repeatedly and violently by a little guy in the Concentration Realm, but Bai Jun was not angry at all and just looked at the Holy Son with sideways eyes.

"Did that old monk pass on all the Dharma to you?"

Everyone didn't know why this guy suddenly asked this, and all their eyes looked in the direction of the Holy Son.

"Yes."

The Holy Son nodded expressionlessly.

"Not only is it a Buddhist teaching, but it also helps you reshape your life star. Hey, this is the highest secret method of Buddhism. That old monk is really willing to give it up."

Rather than saying that the Holy Monk helped the Holy Son repair the Life Star, it was better to say that he integrated the Life Star with him and condensed it into a relic using Buddhist secrets to replace the Life Star.

Just like the string of Buddhist beads on the holy monk's hand before.

Now that the Holy Son has acquired the pure Dharma, and with the blessing of this relic life star, his strength is no less than that of a third-level Taoist.

If you can give him a little more time, it will be easy for him to stabilize his cultivation, specialize in Buddhism, and reach the fifth and sixth ranks. The completion of the twelfth rank and attainment of Taoism, which others dare not even think of, is not a problem for the Holy Son either. What a difficult thing.

One can imagine how amazing the potential of the Holy Son today is.

It's just that Mr. Bai is paying attention to this issue at the moment. Is he in the wrong place?

"Hehe, when Buddhism fought against the Deception God, it was clear that victory was imminent, but you yourself killed all hope and threw yourself into the well. Now that you want to end the Deception, it's easy, you just jump in."

Wherever Bai Jun looked, everyone looked, and the mouth of the bottomless well was standing in front of everyone.

"You mean, as long as I jump in, I can end the trick?" the Holy Son asked.

"Hehe, you can try." Bai Jun sneered, his eyes full of provocation.

"no!!"

Wang Xiansheng didn't wait for everyone's reaction and immediately jumped out to stop them.

"Holy Son, you can't jump. These are all his words. We may have other ways. Yes, there must be other ways."

Wang Xiansheng looked at the people as he spoke, but instead they all looked away.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiansheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he looked at Zuo Xiantong and others.

Zuo Xiantong frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang Qingshan and the others.

As long as the deception is ended, their mission will be completed. Otherwise, if they want to leave this competitive world, they will have to fight to the death with Zuo Xiantong.

Now that victory is in sight, no one wants to risk their lives rashly, so the safest way now is to let the Holy Son throw himself into the well. "I come!!"

Just when everyone was silent, layers of ripples rippled in the void, followed by the Spirit Fairy who walked out.

She said calmly: "As an elder of the Holy Path, if this matter is going to happen, I should be the one to do it."

"you??"

Bai Jun squinted at Fairy Ling, looked her up and down, and then sneered: "You don't deserve it."

Fairy Ling frowned, and the next moment someone was in front of Bai Jun and was about to smash Bai Jun's head with a finger.

But Bai Jun said without caring at all: "Your weight is too light. If you die, you will have no impact on the holy way or the world. How can your minuscule weight be compared with the deceitful way?"

After saying that, he looked at the Holy Son again.

"It's different for you. With the Buddha's destiny star and the blessing of Buddhism, you will become a true immortal on land in the future. You can conquer the world by yourself. If you want to end the deception, you have to do it."

"Holy Son, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Hearing this, Fairy Ling immediately poked her finger into Bai Jun's forehead, and instantly Bai Jun's head exploded into pieces.

However, the exploded head turned into a wisp of white smoke, floating in the air, and re-condensed into Bai Jun's face.

"The deception will not be extinguished, and I will not die. I just lost a physical body. In ten or a hundred years, I will re-establish Shenxiang. What about you? By then, will you still have the capital to fight me?" I’m really looking forward to it. Hahahaha…”

Seeing this, Fairy Ling took action again to crush the white smoke, but was stopped by the Holy Son.

"No need, he's right."

"Son!"

Fairy Ling's face changed suddenly and she stopped in front of her nephew: "At worst, we go back to the Holy Land and seal the treasure house. We can still live in the treasure house of the gods. When you become a true immortal on land and come out of the mountain, you can also wipe out these things. Weird God."

"But if that's the case, how does today's sacrifice count?"

There was no expression on the face of the Holy Son, and he just looked at the foot of the sacred mountain: "Maybe this is my destiny."

"Son!"

"Stop talking, everything has been decided long ago. This is a debt we have owed. It is up to me to repay it no matter what, but..."

The Holy Son turned back and looked into the distance. When everyone saw this, they knew that the Holy Son was probably thinking about Miss Xia Shu, and they all sighed.

"It's so pitiful that it's hard for lovers to stay together. It's just that the sky is blind."

An elder sat on the ground, vomiting blood and sighing.

Wang Xiansheng and others looked sad and promised that they would take good care of Miss Xia Shu and ensure that no one would dare to bully him in the future.

The Holy Son forced a smile on his face and spoke a few words of comfort to them, but secretly cursed in his heart: "Third Senior Brother, you are so stupid, why haven't you come here yet? If you don't come, I won't be able to continue acting."

The big centipede below is not that easy to deal with. If his guess is correct, Mr. Bai is just a puppet of him.

If he were to jump down like this, there was a high probability that, as Gao Emei said, he would be targeted by the big centipede before he landed, and he would turn into a puppet by then.

He already had a way to deal with this beast in his mind, but there was still little preparation to do, especially with Huang Mao.

It doesn't matter whether he comes or not, the key is that Da Fei must come as soon as possible.

"aunt."

At this moment, Zhang Jun suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Fairy Ling: "Can you give me that small world token?"

Fairy Ling was startled, not knowing why the Holy Son suddenly mentioned this treasure.

"it is good."

But Fairy Ling didn’t think much and took out the jade token and handed it to Zhang Jun.

After all, the Holy Son has decided to sacrifice himself, and no one will refuse all the requests mentioned at this time.

Zhang Jun took the jade plaque in his hand and thanked the Fairy with a heavy face, but his heart was about to burst with joy.

Well, this is a small world. It’s an artifact. It’s much more powerful than a storage bag.

He put this thing away happily, then took out his pen and ink and began to write a farewell letter to Xia Shu.

Now everyone can only retreat, after all, they have to write a private message.

"Hey, are you ready?"

The white smoke transformed by Bai Jun floated beside Zhang Jun. He squinted his eyes and said with a bad smile: "What do you want to write? In fact, it doesn't make any sense. After all, after you jump, in ten years, a hundred years, or at most two hundred years, people will You will be forgotten, so what's the point of writing this letter."

Zhang Jun was too lazy to pay attention to him. He wrote the letter himself just to delay time.

At this moment, I have sucked out all the bad luck from Gao Emei. After Gao Emei lost the bad luck bonus, the fate star began to change quickly.

I had to stay on the sidelines to supervise and prevent Emei from becoming a complete thief.

There is also his third senior brother, who has not moved yet. Zhang Jun even doubts whether this guy died in the holy way.

If this is the case, you must make plans early.

He pondered over and over again in his mind, and Jun Bai became anxious when he saw that he was not moving.

“Do you want to write or not, or do you not know how to write??”

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, looked up at Bai Jun and asked, "What did you say??"

"You write?"

"Write what??"

I could see the smoke cloud transformed by Bai Jun twisting, and it became a little impatient with the Holy Son, but soon it calmed down and said: "Write whatever you like."

Zhang Jun looked at the paper and pen in front of him in embarrassment, raised the pen in the air, and then became motionless as if he had turned into stone.

Everyone watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Why doesn't the Holy Son move??"

Wang Xiansheng asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"This..." Yang Qingshan and the others scratched their heads, feeling very anxious in their hearts, hoping that the Holy Son would quickly throw himself into the well so that they could return as soon as possible.

Just as they were scratching their heads in their hearts, an elder beside them suddenly sighed and silently wiped the tears from his eyes.

"I often forget to write when I write, and my lovesickness is always silent. You don't understand, you don't understand."

Everyone looked at the elder who seemed to be moved by the scene, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Zhang Jun suddenly moved his brows slightly, and it was already done on his side.

As for Huang Mao, he couldn't wait any longer. The big centipede in the well was already waiting down there, and he was scratching his head and ears anxiously. If he delayed it any longer, he was afraid that the beast would not be able to help but rush out on its own.

In this way, the good things I prepared for this beast will be of no use.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun randomly wrote a few words on it and stuffed it directly into the letter.

The speed was so fast that even Mr. Bai on the side couldn't understand what was written.

Zhang Jun stood up and handed the envelope to Zuo Xiantong.

"what??"

Zuo Xiantong was stunned when he saw this. He didn't understand why the envelope was given to him. Shouldn't it be more appropriate to give it to Fairy Ling or Wang Xiansheng?

"Holy Son, please give this letter to Fairy Spirit, I will..."

"This is for you, why do you need anyone else to hand it over to you?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, especially the elder who was struck by the scene just now. His eyes widened and he looked back and forth at Zuo Xiantong and Shengzi, thinking: "Could it be that these two people... Hey , what a sin."

(End of this chapter)