In March, Wang Sheng completed the assigned workload;

When the immortal rope began to slowly shrink upward, a flash of stars flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, and he immediately revealed a sense of despair and helplessness.

Yaoyun had already gone to rest, although she didn't need to spend any spiritual power when she controlled Wang Shengdao's body, but it lasted for three months, which also made her a little tired......

Her Royal Highness the princess is not iron-clad.

According to Wang Sheng and Yaoyun's calculations, it is expected that this situation will continue for a long time, and these three months are just the beginning......

Jumping back to the edge of the cliff, Wang Sheng deliberately made his steps seem a little vain, and there were two immortal soldiers standing in front of him, Wang Sheng understood and handed over the hammer and cone.

"Well done, come and go. ”

An immortal soldier took a spirit stone and handed it over, smiling at Wang Sheng.

The other immortal soldier snorted coldly, snatched the hammer cone, and scolded: "What are you doing stupidly?

Wang Sheng glanced at the immortal soldier who was speaking ugly, but he didn't have any expression, walked between the two, and stood aside waiting for the cage friends to gather.

The fourteen cage friends who started work with Wang Sheng climbed up one after another, handed over the tools one by one, received the spirit stones, and went to stand beside Wang Sheng.

But the last female cultivator who came up from the Immortal Realm was stopped by the immortal soldier with an unkind face.

The female cultivator lowered her head, handed over the hammer, the cone, and took the spirit stone, and was just about to step away, when the immortal soldier who had been a little irritable and seemed to be a great uncle suddenly attacked her.

This immortal soldier is a cultivator in the late stage of the Flying Immortal Realm, and he just shot at random, how can this female cultivator resist?

She didn't even have time to react, the short shirt she was wearing outside the long skirt and the upper body of the long skirt had already cracked from it......

The immortal soldier smiled a little playfully, and his eyes moved up and down unscrupulously.

The female cultivator, who had always had a numb face, was also angry at this moment, and some hurriedly covered her chest, turned her head and glared angrily at the immortal soldiers;

The latter frowned, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked the nun to the ground.

"Dare to stare at me? Why, do you want to kill me?"

The nun looked frightened, but just shook her head around her shirt.

But the immortal soldier had already sneered, took out a long whip behind his back, and waved it at the female cultivator, still scolding in his mouth:

"I think you're going to rebel!

Do you want to rely on your own posture to unite with other monks to plan and calculate?

What a bastard! I need to let you bed bugs know today!"

The nun had to curl up, with more scars on her body, but she gritted her teeth and didn't snort in pain.

Crossing the Immortal Realm cultivator, the Dao Heart will not be too fragile, but at this time, her face is full of humiliation, but she just bows her head and endures.

To stay alive.

Wang Sheng frowned and took half a step forward.

But as soon as he made a move, he felt that his arm was being pulled down, and he immediately remembered that he was now too self-protective.

Wang Sheng turned his head slightly, but saw that it was the female cultivator who helped him tie the immortal rope three months ago, and the latter shook his head without a trace, with a bit of warning in his eyes.

"Eh, why is Brother Lin so angry?"

The other immortal soldier, who was in charge of distributing the immortal stones, stood up at this moment, grabbed his companion, and said:

"And take back her immortal stone this time, which will be counted as punishment.

If she is really beaten to death, there is one less person, and we will not be able to explain, and we may be scolded a few words. ”

The immortal soldier who beat people snorted coldly, and casually took back the spirit stone in the female cultivator's hand.

The female cultivator was sealed as a cultivator, and was severely beaten by the immortals in the Flying Fairyland, and at this time she was already dying, and she couldn't move while lying there.

The immortal soldier who was still pleading for her opened his mouth to say hello, and two female cultivators on this side immediately walked up, one of them carried her on her back, and the other supported her.

Helping each other untie the fairy rope, under the escort of these two immortal soldiers, the fifteen people returned to the large wooden cage again.

"Hmph! Be honest with me!"

The immortal soldiers who beat people did not forget to shout and curse at the wooden cage before leaving, and after the two immortal soldiers left, a few of the other 'cage friends' went to the corner to check the female cultivator's injuries.

After a short time, the pleading immortal soldier went and returned, threw in a pill of healing pills, and then shook his head and left with his hands in his hands.

Wang Sheng watched the back of this immortal soldier in the corner, and he also felt a little in his heart.

This Tianfeng Gate, which secretly catches monks to open blood mines, is not all wicked people.

This great power is like a messy pot of porridge, in which good and bad materials are stewed, but the interests of the monks within it are tied together, and the difference is only the temperament of the individual.

'What are you thinking?' Yaoyun asked in her heart.

Without thinking, Wang Sheng replied in his heart: "Thinking about whether to destroy the Tianfeng Gate in the future, or use other methods to replace the Tianfeng Gate and give it to the Earth Cultivation Realm." ’

Yaoyun was obviously a little speechless, was silent for a few seconds, and replied, "Let's escape first and then talk about this." ’

Wang Shengguan chuckled.

People, I can't even think about it, so what else can it do?

Wang Sheng stood up, walked to the injured nun, and put the immortal stone in his hand beside the nun.

"Thank you......" The injured nun glanced up at Wang Sheng and held the fairy stone in her hand.

"Hmm," Wang Sheng didn't say much, and returned to his original position with the eyes of everyone in the cage.

He was just about to start to close his eyes and realize the Tao, when the Flying Immortal Realm female cultivator who had had two brief exchanges with him turned around from the corner, walked to this side with a natural expression, sat down cross-legged beside him, spread out her skirt, and closed her eyes to concentrate.

Her lips opened slightly, and a wisp of voice drilled into Wang Sheng's ears:

"This fellow Daoist, don't be impulsive, you should focus on protecting yourself here. ”

Wang Sheng nodded quietly and did not reply.

This Flying Immortal Realm female cultivator seemed to be just coming over to persuade him, and then began to practice on her own.

Just as Wang Sheng was about to enter the time, Yaoyun reminded him in his heart:

'This fairy hides her cultivation. ’

'Huh?'

It seems to be a true fairyland, but the means of hiding the aura are very clever, and I am a little unsure. ’

'Shrimp?'

Wang Dao Changdao's heart also shook slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the person beside him.

There is a real immortal 'cage friend' sitting next to him?

What's the situation?

'Undercover agents' sent by other forces to make trouble?

Yaoyun reminded: "She should be watching you, probably trying to win you over, just wait and see, the mudter the water this time, the better it will be for us." ’

"That's all it takes," Wang Dao Chang sighed lightly in his heart, and soon became enlightened, not paying much attention to the person beside him.

No matter what the situation of this suspected true immortal next to him is, his own strength is the most important thing; if his strength is not enough, it is difficult to grasp the opportunity in his hands.

But what Wang Sheng didn't expect was that in the next year or so, this 'suspected true immortal' female cultivator did not talk to him again.

However, every time she went down the cliff, this female cultivator would be 'enthusiastic' to help and tie the fairy rope for Wang Sheng, but it was limited to such an exchange.

Wang Sheng simply stopped paying more attention to this person and concentrated on improving his strength.

When hanging on the cliff and chiseling the wall, let Yaoyun come out to control his body, hide in the Tianfu realm to comprehend the sword path, and study the power of the stars;

Although the improvement of the self-cultivation realm and the kendo realm is somewhat slow, both are steadily advancing.

When he returned to the wooden cage to rest for a month, Wang Sheng focused on absorbing the immortal stones in his hand, so that he could quickly enhance some of his immortal power.

When she went down the cliff for the fourth time, the female cultivator took the initiative to go forward and tie the fairy rope for Wang Sheng, but this time she said:

"Lan Huilin. ”

Wang Sheng blinked, understanding that the fairy should have reported her name.

So, when he turned around and thanked him, he said without a trace:

"Wang Qiu. ”

It is estimated that neither side reported their real names.

Lan Huilin pursed her lips and chuckled, and quickly bowed her head and left, Wang Sheng also jumped off the cliff and fell into the labor area this time, Yaoyun controlled his immortal body by himself, and the Yuan Shen turned back to the heavens.

Wang Sheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "This Lan Huilin...... What is she trying to do by hiding her cultivation to carve a wall here?'

Yao Yun said: "It should have been planted by other forces near the ancient battlefield, and her purpose, if you think about it carefully, is nothing more than to compete for this blood mine. ’

'That makes sense, don't worry about her,' Wang Sheng summoned the four great sword intents within the Heavenly Mansion and began to practice enlightenment.

After a long time, Wang Sheng asked again, 'Yaoyun, how long do you say we will be trapped here?'

Yaoyun said in a low voice, "According to your current cultivation speed, it will take a thousand years to say the least, before you have the strength to try to escape." ’

'So long...... Actually, it's okay, it's just been ten years on Earth......

Flicking his fingers on the Xingchen Sword Intent, Wang Sheng's originally somewhat depressed spirit was lifted again, and he continued to ponder the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

With the blessing of the power of the stars, this set of Ziwei Emperor's inheritance seems to have too many mysterious changes, and Wang Sheng wants to fully comprehend these, which can never be achieved in a hundred years.

Even Wang Sheng had a faint premonition that on the day he got out of trouble here, he might not be able to comprehend the true meaning of the power of Ziwei Heavenly Sword and Xingchen.

Because there is no change between day and night, after a long time, Wang Sheng began to care less about the flow of time.

He has tens of thousands of years of life, and only one year at home for a hundred years outside, no matter which point of view, he can afford it.

Going up and down the cliff is just a change of place to practice;

Getting an immortal stone every four months was the only hope for other monks, but it was only dispensable for Wang Sheng.

It is worth mentioning that the female cultivator who was beaten later gave Wang Sheng a fairy stone and reported her own Dao number, and she was also near Wang Sheng intentionally or unintentionally every time she rested.

Maybe he thinks that Wang Daochang has a sense of security......

In this cycle, boring and monotonous and restricted in the course of his free practice, Wang Sheng's Dao heart gradually became more tenacious.

After two hundred years of chiseling the wall, Wang Sheng grew a beard all over his face, but he never had the time to take care of it.

He can't pull out his beard one by one.

In the past two hundred years, there are only four things that can tug at his heartstrings:

I miss my sister;

Cultivation is promotion;

Kendo has a comprehension;

Lan Huilin had a total of thirty-four conversations.

Every time they talked, Lan Huilin and Wang Sheng would become a little familiar with each other, and after telling each other about their 'fake names' for decades, Lan Huilin finally revealed some useful information to Wang Sheng.

"Fellow Daoists, keep the clouds open and see the moon, don't give up. ”

Wang Sheng nodded slowly, indicating that he had received her 'code'.

Think about it, such a true immortal boss, he is not good at cultivating, concealing his cultivation here as a hard worker, and encouraging him to fly like a little shrimp in the fairyland, what kind of spirit is this!

This...... There must be a plan.

can say one or two words full of deep meaning to himself, naturally it is impossible to see that he is handsome and chic, maybe he has some use value.

Just when Wang Sheng thought that such days of digging walls and cultivating would really last for more than a thousand years, things changed a little.

It was not the forces behind Lan Huilin who started to act, nor was it that Tianfengmen engaged in civil strife and all the doors were killed violently, but that something strange happened to the blood mine itself.

That day, Wang Sheng was hanging on the cliff wall, Yaoyun chiseled the wall, he was secretly cultivating, and suddenly heard a rumbling sound from the rock wall, and then the whole blood mine began to tremble violently.

There was a sudden scream in the distance, Wang Sheng looked down, and a few kilometers away from him, a pre-immortal monk who had carved a wall was wrapped in a cloud of blood, and skull heads flew out of the blood cloud, letting out bursts of screams.

More and more screams came and went, Wang Sheng's eyes swept over, and everywhere on the inward-sloping cliff, a stream of bloody power was pouring outward!

Many monks hurriedly shouted, wanting the immortal soldiers above to pull them up, but Wang Sheng's heart immediately filled the bottom of his heart with the situation that Yaoyun had detected:

There were also bloody riots at the mouth of the mine above, and the immortal soldiers of Tianfeng Gate were already in chaos.

Just as he was thinking about it, a wisp of blood-colored mist suddenly floated out of the stone wall in front of him, and Wang Sheng immediately took over his immortal body.

The light on his chest bloomed, and the Spiritless Sword was about to fly out, cutting off Wang Sheng's handcuffs and shackles, but Wang Sheng stopped in time, holding the hammer and awl, and his eyes showed a bit of thought.

Yaoyun hurriedly asked, 'What's wrong?'

Wang Sheng stretched out his left hand and stretched out his hand towards the blood that was gathering more and more and gushing.

'This thing, it seems that it can be purified into vitality with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent. ’

Yaoyun was slightly puzzled, but Wang Sheng had already put his hand into the blood mist.

In the next moment, a crack opened in the blood-colored rock wall in front of him, and a viscous bloody aura directly engulfed Wang Sheng......