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Chapter 335 Ants move, Wish Li Dan meets ghosts and gods

As soon as Zhao Sheng moved to Zhenlang Pavilion, a palm-sized green and black "little man" suddenly penetrated the wall and numerous restrictions and flew into the building with a whirring sound.

At this time, the other Erbao Shen squatting on Zhao Sheng's shoulder jumped up excitedly, and collided with the flying Shen Shen, and then merged into one.

"Xiao Hei, go and guard outside."

Zhao Sheng's spiritual consciousness transmitted the sound, and at the same time, he flicked out a drop of blood essence that was as crystal clear as red jade and flew into Er Baoshen's body.

"Xiao Hei, go and guard outside!"

As the words of great joy came from his ears, the body of the God of Ears swayed, and another distraction jumped out of his body.

The subject stayed beside the master to listen to the information, and when he was distracted, a black light flashed out of Zhenlang Pavilion.

Zhao Sheng turned around and glanced across the rows of bookshelves, with a rare hint of excitement in his eyes.

Ignoring the countless precious secret books in the categories of magic, elixirs, and weapons, he quickly walked through the bookshelf and came to a row of bookshelves in the biography and history category, and quickly flipped through them.

Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind.

With a vigilant look on his face, he waved his hand and returned a notebook from his predecessors to the bookshelf. In the next moment, his figure silently disappeared into nothingness.



Two years later.

In a mansion in Gucheng, Gu Yu, dressed in white, delivered a note to Taoist Priest Wuying.

"Senior, please take a look at this news. It says that the Divine Prison has recently launched multiple rounds of investigation and investigation operations. Do you know the inside story?"

After reading this, Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and said lightly: "In the past month, many felons in the Divine Prison have died suddenly and mysteriously for no reason. The senior officials of the Prison Temple believed that there was a mole among the prison guards, so they took this action.

"

"Oh I got it."

Gu Yu suddenly nodded and then said: "By the way, the ruined palace in Sanya Mountain has been found. Senior has made another great contribution. The head of the family is very happy and will probably give out a heavy reward. Thirteen congratulates senior in advance.

.”

Zhao Sheng looked indifferent after hearing this. He would not take it to heart at all.

Ant's relocation operation has been going on for two full years, and most of the classics in Zhenlang Pavilion have been "copied" by him.

To him, no reward could be more precious than this.

"Master Yu, instead of giving me a reward, the master of the family would rather let me enter the Zhenlang Pavilion's Secret Scripture Library for a look."

"This... this matter is difficult to handle. Senior, you should know that the secret library is an important place among the family's important places..."

"It still doesn't work? Alas!" Zhao Sheng looked regretful.

Seeing this, Gu Yu comforted him: "Senior, don't do this! I will definitely recommend it to the head of the family, and I think the head of the family will consider it as appropriate."

"Well, I just have to wait patiently." Zhao Sheng nodded coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows suddenly moved.

"I still have something to do, so I'd like to accompany you."

After saying that, Zhao Sheng stood up.

"Senior, just go on your own." Gu Yu said habitually.

In the past two years, such departures had happened many times, and he had long been used to it.

Zhao Sheng threw a green jade whisk, stepped on it, and the weapon flew into the air.

At the same time, outside a training room in the Divine Prison, a fat man was wandering back and forth at the door.

Click!

The door opened and Zhao Sheng walked out.

"Brother, you are finally out. The new prison captain has arrived. Hurry up and greet him!"

"Let's go!" Zhao Sheng said with a calm expression and waved his hand.

The two walked through the long corridor and soon arrived at the first floor of the Divine Prison.

In the spacious underground square, nearly two hundred prison guards have gathered.

The new prison lieutenant is called Ren Zhong. He has an ordinary appearance, average build, and always has a gentle smile on his face. He is completely different from Xiao Moruo.

As expected, this person spoke in a warm and gentle tone, and his words were flawless. After finishing his speech, he said:

When the meeting was over and everyone could leave, a group of prison guards came forward and surrounded the new prison officer, greeting each other and loudly expressing their loyalty. Their words were so explicit and bold that it was hard to read.

Of course, there were also a handful of prison guards who silently turned around and walked into the corridor, never to return, and Zhao Sheng was among them.

Prison guarding is a lucrative but dead-end job, and it is very dangerous. Very few prison guards survive to the end of their lives.

Therefore, some of the old prison guards who were dying did not even bother to try their best to please the new prison captain.

The days in the prison are monotonous and boring.

After the new prison captain took over, he quickly made drastic changes to the rules for patrolling and interrogating prisoners in the prison.

Zhao Sheng was assigned to the 16th and 15th floors, and their risk factor was second only to the legendary 17th and 18th floors of death row where Jindan-level giants were imprisoned.

In the Divine Prison, only Class A prison guards can enter the seventeenth and eighteenth floors of the death row. Anyone else who is not allowed to break in without reason will be shot without mercy.



Name: Zhao Sanbao (Zhao Sheng)

longevity:29/236

Realm: Fourth level of foundation building

Occupation: Level 3 Alchemist, Level 3 Talisman Master, Level 2 Weapon Refiner,

[Physique:] Double spiritual roots of gold and fire (earth level), rebirth after death (earth level)

[Talent:] Phase Shift (Earth Level)

【Skill:】

Skill:】

Skills: Red Lotus Karma Fire Sutra (small success), Star God Thousand Hearts Technique (forty thoughts), Four Phases of Heaven and Man (small success), Golden Crow Burning Sky Technique (mastery), Residual Blood Exploding Spirit Skill (small success)

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Hundred Arts: Taoism (...) Talismans (...), Alchemy (...), Weapon Refining (...)

In a training room, large pieces of Yangang Rock emitting a faint golden light were piled up into walls to isolate the invasion of Yin evil spirits from the outside world.

Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on a futon made of Qingshencao, with countless personal information appearing deep in his eyes.

After a while, the Book of Hundreds of Worlds sank into the depths of his soul again.

Zhao Sheng waved his sleeves and robe, and a dark blue alchemy cauldron with three legs and six ears whizzed out from a small one to a large cauldron, turning into a large cauldron more than three feet tall and as thick as a water tank, with the top cover almost touching the roof.

boom!

A golden, dense earth-lung spirit fire flew to the bottom of the alchemy cauldron, instantly expanded ten times, turned into a huge fireball, wrapped around the alchemy cauldron, and burned fiercely.

In an instant, the indoor temperature soared!

Zhao Sheng waved his long sleeves, and a pile of bottles and cans suddenly fell in front of him.

Then, he made a secret formula with both hands, shot out alchemy formulas one after another, and began to refine a special elixir called the Wish Power Pill.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This elixir is not for living people to take, but for the ears to drink. What it absorbs is the pure willpower refined from the elixir.

The main ingredient of Wanli Dan is Wanmin Incense.

The God of Ears consumes his flesh and blood every moment.

In order to reduce the burden on his body, Zhao Sheng found this wishing pill.

In the final analysis, it is all thanks to Zhenlang Pavilion’s massive collection of books and jade slips.

A few days ago, Zhao Sheng accidentally read a miscellaneous journal called Evil Gods and Ghost Stories.

According to records in the book, the cultivation methods of gods and monks are very different.

If monks improve their strength by refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then the gods are based on the power of wishes.

The power of wishes comes from incense, and incense mostly comes from the spiritual thoughts of living beings, especially the "incense" provided by believers is of the highest quality.

Therefore, since ancient times, gods have always tried their best to be as famous as possible and have appeared in public many times in order to attract more believers.

The ancients said that incense is poisonous because it contains the desires and emotions of all beings.

If the incense is inhaled directly without refining, the gods will be easily affected by the desires of all spirits, causing "lost" disasters.

At that time, the gods will no longer be gods, but will become evil spirits and demons dominated by desires.

The Er Bao Shen is the lowest level of the little fur god, and one Wish Power Pill is enough to supply its needs for three months.

After half a day, the warming and curing of the Danding was completed.

Zhao Sheng turned over with one hand, and there was a yellow clay-shaped, one-foot-tall round tile in his hand.

This earthen jar has a name, it's called Incense Altar. It looks ordinary in appearance, but in fact the raw material is taken from a statue of a god, a five-linked statue that has been baptized by incense for three hundred years.

The incense altar contains the power of three hundred years of incense accumulated in the Wutong Divine Incense Statue.

He casually slapped the sealing talisman off the altar, and with a thought, a stream of colorful clouds floated out and slowly sank into the alchemy cauldron.

Immediately afterwards, one elixir after another was thrown into the cauldron, and the earth's spiritual fire suddenly became strong...

In the evening, Zhao Sheng came to the black market in Zhenyun Mountain.

On both sides of the street, most of the baggage stalls are already filled with many colorful treasures, and bustling people are meandering through the market.

Zhao Sheng walked into an old talisman shop, and his spiritual consciousness entered the shop: "Friend Daoist Liu, the delivery has been delivered!"

A woman came out from behind and said with a smile: "Old Liu is reciting sutras and worshiping gods. Senior Zhao will wait for a moment."

"Um."

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, and indeed he heard the buzzing sound of chanting sutras in his ears.

He didn't feel anything at first, but after listening to a few words intermittently, it actually caught his attention.

Zhao Sheng asked curiously: "What scripture is Liu Daoyou reciting?"

"It seems to be the Sutra of Tianyuan's Coming to the World. I heard that if you recite this sutra thousands of times, you can communicate with the God of Tianyuan."

The woman took out a thin white paper from under the counter, opened it, pointed at the pages, and said, "Senior, look at it, what scriptures are written in the book?"

Zhao Sheng's eyes narrowed and he took the book. The paper was rough and of poor quality, with dense runes written on it.

"We are devout, and now we uphold the name of the source of heaven and the gods, awaken the supreme true spirit, and save lives from suffering..."

Halfway through the recitation, Zhao Sheng sensed a faint and strange aura suddenly pouring out from the depths of the void, constantly trying to distort his spiritual consciousness, even suggesting that he worshiped the so-called Tianyuan God in superstition.

"snort!"

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness turned into a barrier, instantly cutting off the aura pollution, and his mind suddenly became clear.

"Evil heretics!"

This heretical scripture hopes to achieve the purpose of recruiting believers and gathering incense and faith through secret techniques such as bewitchment.

After roughly reading most of the collections in Zhenlang Pavilion, Zhao Sheng was very knowledgeable about this kind of spiritual magic commonly used by evil heretics.

At this moment, the sound of chanting sutras in the back hall suddenly stopped, and shopkeeper Liu came out from behind, holding the same volume of sutras in his hand.

"Senior Zhao, I've kept you waiting for a long time. The goods are ready. I'll go get them right now."

"It's not urgent." Zhao Sheng shook his head and said, "Where did you get this scripture?"

Shopkeeper Liu replied: "This scripture has been very popular in the market recently. I heard it is very effective. I heard that the Tianyuan God is omnipotent and can answer any request."

"Boss Liu, you have lived in the black market of Chu State City for a long time. Don't you understand the tricks of evil heretics?"

Zhao Sheng pointed to the scriptures and said: "According to the laws of Tiandao, scriptures that are not approved by the imperial court are not allowed to be disseminated. Violators will be punished with serious crimes."

"Senior, you are joking. The imperial court can control all the people in the world, but it can also control monks like us? As for the Tiandao Sect, they can't handle big things. How can they have the leisure and elegance to pay attention to such trivial matters."

"A monk does not understand the way of heaven, but instead believes in an idol. Shopkeeper Liu, you are wrong!" Zhao Sheng looked regretful and couldn't help but persuade him.

After listening to this, Shopkeeper Liu looked a little excited: "What can I do! With my five-spirit waste spiritual root, if I don't use the power of the gods, how can I have the opportunity to advance to foundation building and achieve the goal of extending my life for a hundred years?"

"This..." Zhao Sheng's tone suddenly stopped when he saw the cruel expression on the other party's face.

"Senior Zhao, this Heavenly Origin Sutra is truly a precious sutra. I only recited the Seventh Heaven Sutra, and my cultivation level actually increased a little out of thin air, without any sequelae."

"very good!"

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly and stopped trying to persuade this person.

As the saying goes, good words cannot persuade a man who will die!

He suddenly understood that when faced with the threat of death, monks are just as cowardly as any ignorant mortal.

Shopkeeper Liu clearly knew that there would be great risks in believing in an unknown being. But he still chose to continue. This move is undoubtedly hateful and pathetic.

At this time, there was a noise outside the store.

A group of people in white clothes and hats suddenly surrounded a shop, chanting scriptures:

"...God Lord Tianyuan, saves all living beings, and bestows gifts...billions of living beings, inheriting the blessings of heaven...all will become gods, Tianyuan is the way..."

"Here is the offering money for ten spiritual stones. Consider it Wu's filial piety and give it to Tianyuan God. If you are pious, why don't you go to the next house and bless it!"

"God Tianyuan will definitely bless you!"

This group of white-clothed believers came and left even faster. After only a few steps, they surrounded an elixir shop selling elixirs.

The practices of chanting sutras and alms are exactly the same as the previous one!

Seven or eight people rushed out of the elixir shop and tried to coax them away. However, they had a fierce conflict with this group of believers.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng had already put away ten stacks of dragon skin talisman bases and walked out of the talisman shop.

In a deserted corner, his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.



Yueshen Lake is located a little south of the center of Chu State City and is one of the most beautiful sights in the city.

The lake is connected to the ground with an unfathomable depth, so the lake surface is black all year round, but the lake water is warm.

When the cold night season comes every year, the vegetation around the lake is still green, and countless people go boating on the lake every day.

However, no one could have imagined that there is something mysterious at the bottom of Yueshen Lake. People from the Ghost and God Society actually opened up a stronghold and built a water mansion.

The Guild of Ghosts and Gods is very powerful, with many ghosts and gods in it, and its members are spread across the entire continent.

The Ghosts and Gods Association, the Anti-Tian Alliance, and the Earth Yuan Lao Mother Cult are collectively known as the three major rebels. They are the "thorn in the eyes and flesh" of the Da Gu court and the Tiandao Sect.

In the dead of night, a black shadow quietly entered Yueshen Lake and swam quickly towards the stronghold of the Ghosts and Gods Association.

A moment later, in a splendid palace deep under the lake, three "gods" sat high on the golden altar, majestic and majestic.

"Someone, bring the insider up."

A "god man" with the body of a dragon slowly opened his eyes and then gave instructions to the people below.

Not long after,

A fat man was dragged up to the temple. Looking at his bruised and embarrassed appearance, it was obvious that he had been tortured.

If Zhao Sheng were here, he would definitely recognize this person as a senior prison guard.


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