Chapter 162 Immortal Meng Wuhen

the highest prison,

In the Immortal Palace, Tie Rushan practices every day, trying to refine his six-path immortal spirit.

This is his greatest support since his ascension.

In addition, there is a True Fire Sword that has not yet been successfully refined, and it is expected to take another hundred years to be refined.

There is no way, he was forcibly ascended with the cultivation of God Transformation, which is two realms short of the Mahayana realm of normal ascension. It all depends on the support of the seniors, otherwise he would have to be trapped in this immortal palace now, how miserable it is.

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On this day, Tie Rushan was practicing in obscurity when a figure appeared.

Seeing the visitor, Tie Rushan quickly bowed and saluted.

"Junior has met senior Yuchi."

"There is no need to be polite, Rushan. We old guys are busy practicing every day, but there is one important thing about you that we have neglected. Three months ago, Fairy Yuehua asked me to give you this divine spirit, and this

Take the three immortal spirits. With these, you should be able to take your strength to the next level. If you refine a quasi-immortal weapon in the future, you can be a jailer."

Yuchi Sheng said casually, dropped his things and turned around to leave. He was very busy.

Old guys like them were stimulated by that kid Jiang Mu before, so now they are all practicing hard.

"Senior Yuchi, how can this be done!"

Tie Rushan hurriedly shouted that he would not be rewarded for his efforts. He could not afford such a generous gift.

"Stupid boy, there's nothing you can do about it. Jiang Mu led everyone to destroy the Jiajiu Prison. This is everyone's share. If you don't give it up, it's in vain."

Yuchi Sheng patiently explained, mainly because he also knew Tie Rushan's stubborn temperament. If he didn't explain, he really didn't have to.

"Jiang Mu? Destroyed Jiajiu Prison? Isn't he dead?"

Tie Rushan was stunned.

"Why die? He went to the human world to be happy. Hey, like a mountain, you didn't know?"

"I, I thought Jiang Mu was dead, so I went to the human world and built a tomb for him, haha! It turns out he is not dead!"

Tie Rushan is so happy.

But Yuchi Sheng's expression changed.

"Cenotaph?"

Then he pinched his fingers and suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Rushan, you have good intentions and do bad things. You can just leave it to others. But by doing this, Jiang Mu is tantamount to denaturalizing him again. Do you know how difficult it is to naturalize him?"

"Quick, where is your tomb?"

As Yuchi Sheng spoke, he notified the others and headed straight to the world with Tie Rushan.

When the two of them returned to the human world, the jailers such as Fairy Yuehua, Miss Qin, Fairy Peach Blossom, and Fan You had also arrived. A group of people stood in front of the tomb that was already overgrown with grass. They were all dumbfounded as they looked at the inscription.

What to say.

"The virtuous couple Jiang Mu, the tomb of Concubine Chu Yue? The old friend is as strong as a mountain. In the eighteenth year of Kaiyuan? Like a mountain, you built this?"

As soon as he saw the tombstone, Yuchi Sheng wanted to curse, "Tie Rushan, you are so confused!"

"It's not junior, that's not what the inscription says. This junior just collected some soil from Jiajiu Prison and buried it in it. The inscription says that it is the tomb of my best friend Jiang Mu, nothing else!"

At this time, Tie Rushan also realized that something was wrong.

Fairy Yuehua raised the tombstone without saying a word, and in the tomb, there was indeed a prison token, the one belonging to Jiang Mu.

"It's too late. What Tie Rushan did happened to coincide with the destruction of Jiajiu Prison, so he was able to successfully deregister and no longer be a jailer."

Fairy Yuehua said calmly, "There are immortal weapons to suppress the Great Prison of Illusion, and everything has its own rules. Now because of Tie Rushan's twists and turns, it just complies with these rules."

What’s especially hateful is that the virtuous couple appeared out of nowhere?

Jiang Mu must have also discovered the tomb. What did he and Concubine Chu Yue do to the tomb!

It’s hard to find them now!

For a moment, everyone looked at Fairy Yuehua.

"Forget it, let them go. This is a good thing, otherwise, I'm afraid Jiang Mu won't be able to survive the disaster fifty years from now."

"Whatever happens in the future depends on destiny."

"Let's break up!"

But when everyone had left, Fairy Yuehua suddenly transformed into a white-haired old man. With a stroke of his hand, a tall mountain appeared out of thin air.

She set up a chessboard in the mountains and played alone. After dozens of pieces fell, a woodcutter who cut wood climbed up the mountain.

"You shouldn't have woken me up at this time. I wake up too often. If I'm discovered by an immortal weapon, there's only one way to die."

"Things have changed. I need a fairy dream."

"Immortal dream? You are kidding! Jiang Mu was only in the Golden Core realm back then, so I can use the fairy dream to deduce his future, but with your power at this time, I am unable to deduce it. Fairy Yuehua, I advise you to be cautious!"

After the woodcutter finished speaking, he was about to leave, but the next moment, Fairy Yuehua took out something, which was Jiang Mu's prison token.

"He's deregistered. You know what that means. Without him to attract the old monster's attention, the prisoners might escape. You know the old monster."

"Once the prison break breaks out, all jailers are guilty. And the freedom you want will never come."

"Now, there are three hundred immortal spirits here. I reiterate, I just want to go to the real immortal world, not the one in Feixiandai. And you want to be free. What we want is not in conflict. Give me a game."

Xianmeng, I need to know what will happen in the future?"

The woodcutter was silent for a long time, and then he nodded in agreement. There was no better way.

"Just this once, never again!"

"And you have to bear the consequences. Fairy dreams are a specialty of the False Hell and will have strong negative effects."

"To be honest, you shouldn't take such a risk. With your strength and these three hundred immortal spirits, you can be promoted to the twelfth-grade Golden Immortal even if you fly to the Immortal Platform. Why bother!"

"Hmph! That's easy to say. Since I know some details about the immortal world, how can I easily leave? Even existences like the old monster would rather hide in the prison and rot than face the ancient immortal."

Speaking of the ancient immortal, the woodcutter was silent.

After a long time, he suddenly spoke again, "If you agree not to activate the fairy dream, I will tell you a time limit."

This time it was Fairy Yuehua's turn to be silent. She knew what this deadline meant. Once the deadline came, it would be the best opportunity to escape from prison.

But for a long time, she still shook her head firmly.

"No, I just want fairy dreams."

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A small cell was divided into nine spaces, all separated by iron bars.

Every space is actually the same, but the location by the window is obviously excellent, with bright sunshine shining in, blue sky, tall trees as tall as crowns, fragrant flowers and plants, and the scenery on the street in the distance.

pedestrian.

Just describing it is so beautiful.

A skinny old man lives here. He is so fat that the loose prison uniform looks like a child's clothes, revealing his skinny fat. When the sun shines, purple smoke rises.

, seems very comfortable.

There is a strong man next door. He keeps burping. Every time he burps, a bubble will come out, as if he is a fish in the water, blowing bubbles constantly.

Further inside, there is a relatively dark, humid, and cold place, where several prisoners are waiting and suffering with dull eyes.

But in the last dark corner space, there was only a pile of skeletons left.

"Ru Qu, tell the truth, what are you thinking about?" the skinny old man spoke lazily.

"Old Emperor, to be honest, what can I think about? It's almost the third stage, and I don't have much time left."

"But what happened to that boy?"

The mangy old man asked again, and his sharp nails suddenly scratched a piece of skin. The purple smoke rose even more fiercely, but at the same time, the picture of the cell also shattered with a click and disappeared, replaced by the vast deep sky, the huge

Fireball, the majestic hell.

"puff"

A bubble was spit out, very big and round.

"I don't know, but he has indeed broken free from the suppression of the fourth immortal talisman! May you wish yourselves good luck."

The voice of my master resounded in the deep air, but only the prisoners in the prison could hear it.

However, no prisoner dared to speak.

After a long time, a creepy scratching sound sounded and spread in the deep space. All the prisoners, including me Zun Ruqu, suddenly felt itchy all over.
Chapter completed!