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123 [Drinking all the wine in the glass will relieve the sorrow?! 】

Xu Zisheng's residence is also in the inner city.

But it was not near the garrison palace, but in the corner of the city about thirty miles away from the garrison palace.

This is a quiet residence surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings and spiritual springs.

In addition to a few tall and magnificent temples, strange flowers and plants are planted everywhere in the huge caves within a half radius.

These were all cultivated by Xu Zisheng over the past decades and cultivated them little by little.

As early as when Xu Niansheng was arranged to take charge of the guarding of Youyun City decades ago, he fell in love with this quiet and inconspicuous cave at first sight.

Just like his personality.

Cold, likes quietness, and is not good at communicating with others.

The awakening of spiritual roots of human monks is generally between the ages of eight and twelve or thirteen.

Most people will not show any particularity before this.

Therefore, before meeting Xu Niansheng, he was a young man who was just a poor man begging along the streets of the mundane cities, struggling to survive, and even without a name.

Xu Niansheng's appearance was the only ray of light in the darkness for him. No one or anything can replace its importance.

Because it is born with pure ice-attribute spiritual roots.

After receiving a heavenly ice-attribute exercise given by Xu Niansheng.

Xu Zisheng's cultivation speed even surpassed some fellow disciples with the spirit roots, and left most of the monks who entered the same period far behind.

He was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage in less than a hundred years, and was once the focus of everyone's attention.

Unfortunately, the Ice Spirit Root is not the Heavenly Spirit Root after all.

After entering the Nascent Soul Stage, his potential seemed to be completely exhausted.

After Xu Niansheng went into seclusion, it took him more than three hundred years to barely advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Although it will not become a laughing stock in the sect, it is undoubtedly regarded as a model of the fall of geniuses in private.

Such experience also made his personality more and more introverted.

In addition to having occasional communication with several senior brothers, he was only willing to stay with the inanimate flowers and plants.

Decades ago.

He received a message from Xu Niansheng's spiritual consciousness in retreat, saying that there was a heavy responsibility related to life and death to him, and tried to transfer him to Youyun City.

He was ecstatic about this.

Because for him, who was once struggling in despair, Xu Niansheng, who led him out of the sea of ​​suffering and introduced him into the path of immortality, was actually an existence he regarded as a father and spiritual pillar.

Being able to obtain the master's entrusted with important responsibilities is the most important thing in his life.

Unfortunately, things in the world are often unexpected.

At first he thought he was really here to guard the city.

Unexpectedly, what Xu Niansheng asked him to do later broke through the bottom line one by one, and everything could be called a conspiracy to rebel.

He also struggled, hesitated, and suffered.

Unfortunately, the master's fate is difficult to violate.

He really couldn't see that his master, who was struggling to break through the situation in seclusion, was sank to continue.

Even the end of life span is exhausted, becoming another pile of unknown dead bones on the road to immortality.

So he could only harden his heart and go all the way to the end, just as he treated it as repaying his master's grace for many years of raising him.



"Swish!"

A tall figure with a vast aura suddenly appeared not far away in front of Xu Zisheng.

The cold sword eyebrows were raised high, and the cold and ruthless eyes swept on Xu Zisheng like a sharp blade, suddenly interrupting his movement of raising his glass to drink.

"What's the matter with me, Brother Ling?"

"But what are the instructions for the guardian?

Although Xu Zisheng had a vague premonition of the ominous premonition just now when the seclusion room on the guard house was activated.

But he is a Nascent Soul monk after all. Before things have been clear, he will not reveal anything unusual on the surface.

Gu Xiao

Ling Shujian stared at him silently for a while, and a look of confusion appeared on his face: "You are not such a person, why did you do such an unwise move?"

The moment he heard this, Xu Zisheng's heart was shocked.

From this moment on, he knew that he had no luck anymore.

However, he did not feel any depressed or despair at all, but suddenly felt relieved.

The heart that had been tortured for decades was completely relieved.

He raised his head and drank the glass of strong wine.

A burning line of fire burned from the throat to the abdomen.

For some reason, he actually felt a long-lost pleasure.

Since he came to Youyun City, he hasn't felt this way for a long time.

"Clam!Clam!Clam!"

The hard combat boots touched the ground, making a sound like the sound of gold and iron.

Ling Shujian walked over slowly step by step, and a vast sea of ​​blood that seemed to be unable to see the edge appeared behind him.

The murderous intent quietly spread, and the blade-like gaze stared at Xu Zisheng's every move, and he was very tempted to kill him if he had a disagreement.

Xu Zisheng, who is familiar with Ling Shujian's terrifying strength, does not have the intention to overestimate himself and want to resist.

In order to avoid the alliance's top leaders immediately suspecting their master, he cannot die yet.

He would not speak during the next interrogation, and this might be able to buy some more time for his master.

And you can only see the phantom of the blood sea behind Ling Shujian.

Ling Shujian is only one step away from the manifestation of the artistic conception of the God Transformation Stage. Any cultivator of the same level who has not reached this level will only become a joke in front of him.

What's more, it was in Xu Zisheng's sense.

The connection between the Nascent Soul and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth has long been quietly cut off without realizing it, and the power of the spiritual consciousness cannot even extend out of the hall where it stands is firmly blocked by some invisible barrier.

Apart from the magic power contained in his body, he could no longer borrow the slightest power of heaven and earth.

Xu Zisheng laughed at himself, gently put down the wine bottle in his hand, stood silently and waited for Ling Shujian's next move.

Ling Shujian stood slowly several feet away in front of him and said lightly: "Do you have nothing to say?"

Xu Zisheng shook his head and remained silent.

Seeing this scene, Ling Shujian was not going to say anything else.

The sea of ​​blood behind him swept forward and flooded the entire palace with a bang!

The surrounding void suddenly twisted.

Xu Zisheng was covered by blood waves in an instant without any resistance, and his magic power was completely eliminated like snowflakes splashed by boiling oil.

The Nascent Soul, which emits warm and radiant light, quickly curled away all the light, and was then locked firmly in the middle of his eyebrows by several blood-colored chains, and the power of his spiritual consciousness could no longer move.

Xu Zisheng felt his whole body was empty.

The thick and boundless qi, blood and magic power disappeared without a trace.

Even the body that has been tempered for hundreds of years has returned to a weak state similar to that before practice.

And in this process, he couldn't even notice how the other party did all this.

In a very short time that is less than a blink of an eye.

The high-level monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul became a mortal with no power to tie a chicken under the simplicity of Ling Shujian.

Although it has something to do with him not taking the initiative to resist, such means are enough to show Ling Shujian's strong strength far exceeds his peers.

I'm afraid the person in front of me is really like the rumors, who can already go up to the level and go side by side with the god-transforming monk.

Ling Shujian glanced at Xu Zisheng, who never showed any strangeness, and was not surprised by his silent behavior.

He knew what Xu Zisheng was thinking.

However, what Xu Zisheng didn't know was.

Xu Niansheng's plan has been revealed clearly in front of the secrets that a predecessor has deduced at a great price, and there is no secret at all.

How could he hide it by keeping silent?!
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