Chapter 351: Divine Sense and Heavenly Hearing? You are a Yin God!

"After drinking this wine, let's capture the remaining soul together!"

Jiang Qingjiao looked delighted, and also a little high-spirited.

This trip to Tianyue was very fruitful.

Not only did he obtain the precious treasure, the Tianfang Demon Blood, but he was also about to gain a great opportunity.

"Let's drink this wine together!"

The three people present were all very happy and drank the wine in one gulp.

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded in the private room.

"Oh my! Someone actually dared to plot to murder me."

The voice suddenly appeared, and the expressions of the three people present changed slightly.

Their spiritual senses suddenly stretched out, trying to find out the source of the sound. All their spiritual power burst out at this moment and they were extremely alert.

As the voice fell, two figures appeared in the private room.

I saw a handsome man hugging a cool and beautiful woman in a black dress. The man's face was obviously angry, and the woman in the black dress had a cold expression, as if she was chilly. It seemed that they were not easy to mess with.

But when her eyes fell on the man next to her, they were filled with doting and admiration.

When he saw the two of them, Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes narrowed.

Because he did not find out the strength of these two people.

The demon men were the same, they were extremely vigilant.

For some reason, he felt that the two people in front of him gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

Jiang Qingjiao quickly bowed and said, "Senior, did you misunderstand me? I am Jiang Qingjiao from Doushen Sect."

He brought up his own sect just to make this mysterious monk wary.

"What misunderstanding? My wife was eating watermelon in the house just now. Suddenly she heard someone saying they wanted to kill me, so she brought me here." Qi Yuan said lazily.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "My husband is right. I just heard someone talking about killing Qi Yuan."

When Ning Tao mentioned this, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, the man with double pupils in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm thought of something, and his face changed drastically: "Shenzhi Tianting, you are a Yin God!"

Anyone who reaches the realm of Yin Shen has the ability to perceive and hear the gods.

Within a certain range, if you call upon God's name or chant God's name, God will respond.

Therefore, when facing the Yin God, ordinary cultivators dare not call him by his name, nor will they speak ill of the god behind his back.

When they mentioned Qi Yuan before, it was just a casual mention, and they even used a soundproofing formation in the private room, but someone still heard it.

If it's not divine consciousness and hearing, then what is it? Of course, there is something strange about this.

The divine consciousness hears one’s own name, right?

Why did this woman hear the name Qi Yuan?

Generally speaking, the divine sense hears what the heaven hears, not the first person in the heart, and the first person...isn't it oneself? "God?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyao Sanren and Jiang Qingjiao were completely stunned.

The woman beside Qi Yuan... is the Yin God? "My Lord God, please don't misunderstand me, this is all a misunderstanding!" Jiang Qingjiao knelt down directly.

If the other party was a divine infant, he might just be wary of him, but not too afraid.

But the other party is a Yin God, and is in the same realm as the founder of the Fighting God Sect.

In front of such a strong man, he could only kneel.

Xiaoyao Sanren knelt down without any hesitation: "This is all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding, do you mean my wife is hallucinating?" Qi Yuan was angry.

Naturally, he believed Ning Tao's words.

"No..." Jiang Qingjiao was so confused that he didn't know how to explain.

After all, they really had the original intention to kill Qi.

But who knew that Qi Yuan's wife was a Yinshen Venerable.

Such a venerable, why would he stay in the lower world instead of ascending to the upper world? "Sir, we..."

"He has already introduced himself, now it's your turn." Qi Yuan looked at the man with double pupils and Xiaoyao Sanren.

He remembered the name of the Fighting God Sect.

The name of this sect is a bit arrogant, we need to give it a try.

He wanted to see the backgrounds of the other two.

These three people were so bold that they actually dared to plot against him. He didn't believe that there was no one behind them.

"I am just a scattered person."

"I am... a casual cultivator."

"One is the truth, the other is a lie, it doesn't matter." Qi Yuan shook his head, "Anyway... just go die."

"Senior, please spare my life!"

Jiang Qingjiao begged for mercy, but when he heard Qi Yuan's voice, his face changed drastically.

"He must be pretending, what a shitty Yin God!"

At this moment, Jiang Qingjiao burned out and used his strongest Taoist magic.

Upon seeing this, Xiaoyao Sanren understood that there was no hope except to attack with all his strength.

The spiritual energy in the two people surged, emitting a strong light.

Jiang Qingjiao has reached the Yuandan realm.

And Xiaoyao Sanren is the legendary fake baby boss.

The two attacked with incredible power, enough to easily explode a street.

Qi Yuan yawned when he saw this and said, "They are so cute when they are angry, just like my cat, with its fur standing on end."

When you are too weak, anger and rage also seem cute in front of a strong person.

“It’s so cute.”

Qi Yuan looked at the two attackers and raised his fist.

As the saying goes, one force can break all laws.

At this moment, he did not use any Taoist magic, but only the strength of his physical body.

The two paths of martial arts and immortality, combined with the blessing of the original physical body, reached a terrifying level.

There is no magic, no energy and blood, only physical strength.

Jiang Qingjiao and Xiaoyao Sanren, like metal attracted by a magnet, both of their bodies collided with Qi Yuan's fist.

Bang.

It was like a watermelon hitting a hammer; the two heads clearly had not yet been touched by Qi Yuan's fist.

The head was broken like a watermelon.

The body was like a rag doll, with blood-red cotton wool splattered everywhere.

That was not cotton wool, or even just blood. From a global perspective, it could be seen that this punch directly knocked out the souls of Jiang Qingjiao and Xiaoyao Sanren.

"It's so cute."

Qi Yuan withdrew his hand, and two more bodies appeared on the ground.

The man with double pupils trembled and shook.

"Do you have a younger brother with supreme bones?" Qi Yuan asked.

“No…no.” The man with double pupils was a little confused, but still answered truthfully.

"No?" Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why aren't you so cute?"

With a wave of his hand, the man with double pupils died at that moment.

There was an extra pair of eyes in Qi Yuan's hands.

He sighed, thinking of a famous saying, and couldn't help blurting out: "Having double pupils is an invincible path, why do you need to borrow someone else's bones?"

…

Doushen Building is located in a mountain in Fenghai City.

The name of this mountain has now been changed to Doushen Mountain.

This building is forty stories high and does not blend in with the surrounding mountains and trees.

Stands out.

Doushen Building was originally the most prosperous building in Fenghai City, located in the city center.

The ancestor of the Doushen Sect took a fancy to this building, and with his great strength, he pulled it out and moved it to Doushen Mountain, which became the base of the Doushen Sect in Gongxing.

This great feat was broadcast live and watched by countless netizens, who exclaimed in amazement.

Because of this, the Doushen Sect is much more well-known in Qinyuan Country than other sects.

After all, other sects are not as prominent as the Fighting God Sect.

This great feat also resulted in an endless stream of people coming to Doushen Sect every day to seek admission into the sect.

On Doushen Mountain, there are endless lines of disciples who come to learn skills from the masters.

At this time, Shen Yang was standing in the Doushen Building, like a minion, wearing washed-out clothes. When he saw someone coming, he bent down unconsciously.

This is a habit developed after years of being influenced by society.

"Your talent is ordinary, and can only be considered inferior." The visitor was a young man with an arrogant look, carrying the arrogance of a cultivator, "You failed the entry test."

"Thank you for telling me, Immortal." Shen Yang's face was bitter, with disappointment in his eyes.

This time, he spent several hundred dollars to come to Fenghai City, and lined up on Doushen Mountain at twelve o'clock last night. The result... was this result, which made him quite uncomfortable.

It seems that I am really good for nothing.

I can’t make money, and I don’t even have the talent to cultivate immortality. There is no hope in life.

"But..." At this time, the young man changed the subject, "A senior brother has taken a liking to you and thinks you are very hardworking. He is willing to give you a chance to follow him as a sword slave."

"Sword slave?" Shen Yang gritted his teeth, his expression changing.

The word "sword slave" contains the word "slave", and its attributes are very obvious.

His status in the sect is comparable to that of a menial disciple, and no one would care even if he was beaten or killed by his master.

"If you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again. Your talent is just inferior. If you were placed in other sects, you wouldn't even be able to be a menial disciple." The young man continued, "It was because that senior brother saw that you were destined to be together that he gave you a chance."

In fact, most of what the young man said was false.

Shen Yang's talent actually reached the entry standard of the Fighting God Sect.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

However, the senior brother took a fancy to her and found a deacon, and the following scene happened.

The young man deliberately lied about Shen Yang's talent.

It was to force Shen Yang to become his senior brother's menial disciple.

Seeing this, Shen Yang thought of his elderly parents and his hopeless life: "I..."

But before he could finish his words, the arrogant man suddenly said, "Don't rush to agree. It's not that easy to become my brother's sword slave.

After all, your talent is very low.

Well... you only need to donate one million Qin Yuan coins to become the eldest brother's sword slave.

Don’t think that one million Qin Yuan coins are a lot. Once you become an immortal cultivator, you can earn it back in a year.

Judging from your appearance, you probably don't have much money, but you should have a house in the city. If you sell the house and invest in cultivating immortals, you will definitely make money."

The young man seemed to have Shen Yang in his grasp and directly withdrew the money.

After all, he had tried this tactic several times and it always worked.

The rich have enough to have a million, the middle class will also grit their teeth, and as for the poor, they will sell everything they have to make their offspring progress.

But who would have thought that when Shen Yang heard this, his face became resolute: "Sorry, I don't have money. Forget about this matter. It seems that I have no destiny to become an immortal."

It’s okay to ask for other things, but it’s absolutely not okay to ask him for money.

Regardless of whether he has one million or not, he has to leave the remaining money for his parents' retirement.

The path to immortality is full of dangers. If he took the one million just for his own pleasure and then died, what would happen to his parents? They would not even have money for their retirement.

So, he decisively refused.

When the young man heard this, his face froze. He didn’t expect this result: “Shen Yang, you have to think carefully. There will be no such opportunity in the future.

You will be completely cut off from the immortal path."

"I've thought about it."

No money!

Shen Yang answered directly.

The young man's eyes flickered, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In this case, Shen Yang has no chance of leaving the Fighting God Sect alive.

After all, it would be bad if Shen Yang went to other sects to check his qualifications and exposed the situation here.

"It seems that you have no chance to fight with me in the Divine Sect." The young man sighed and patted Shen Yang on the shoulder.

A special spice was applied to Shen Yang's body by his hands.

The young man marked the person and planned to get rid of him personally when Shen Yang was far away.

Anyway, Doushen Mountain is such a big mountain, so a few deaths shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Even if something happens, the sect will be able to handle it.

After saying goodbye to the young man, Shen Yang walked out of the Doushen Building with a lonely look on his face.

The sun outside was particularly glaring. He took out his cell phone and prepared to book a ticket back home. If he made it in time, he could go back today to deliver the takeout in the afternoon and evening.

Make some money if you can.

However, when he turned on his phone, a message suddenly caught his eyes.

He clicked on the video message, and his expression was slightly stunned at this moment.

"Are you lacking love?"

“Do you lack care?”

"Have you not seen your grandpa and grandma for a long time?"

In the video in the message, the sound of the machine is quite contagious.

Shen Yang also thought of his grandparents.

However, both of them died when he was very young.

"Today, you are no longer alone."

"【Songye.com】is holding a grand opening promotion. Anyone who participates in our 【Songye】 event and meets the requirements can send one or more grandparents as a gift.

If you cannot meet the conditions, [Songye.com] will not be stingy and will generously call you "grandson" or "granddaughter"..."

When hearing this, Shen Yang felt puzzled, and even felt that someone was playing a prank on him. But when he heard the words "grandson" and "granddaughter", his expression suddenly changed.

Because this voice is too familiar.

“Isn’t this him!”

Nearly a year ago, Shen Yang came across an account that was suspected to be that of a cultivator.

That cultivator also posted a video, um, of three marriage certificates.

At that time, the video also contained the man’s voice, which was just a simple sentence.

"We're getting married."

At that time, Shen Yang followed that account, even spent a huge amount of money to reward it, and encouraged the account's courage to leave a message.

Unfortunately, there was no follow-up.

At the beginning, he watched that video no less than a hundred times, and he was most familiar with the young male voice in it.

Now, the voice full of warmth, calling "grandson" and "granddaughter" belongs to that person.

His heart beat faster.

He quickly opened other software and wanted to search for "Songye.com". He was shocked to find that all major software, platforms, and even the opening screen advertisements of games were marked with the words "Songye.com is online".

"this……"

He took a deep breath.

All the hot searches were about "Song Ye is online".

And those young people who wanted to join the Doushen Sect had obviously also seen the information about [Songye.com] at this time, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Hey, what's going on with this Songye website? Is it a hacker's prank?"

"Sending it to Grandpa, isn't that too much?"

"It's inexplicable and a little outrageous."

"Qin Yuan Channel 1 is actually playing it too. Has this world finally become as crazy as I imagined?"

"Is this taking advantage of us?"

"What does it mean to send grandpa and grandma?"

"This doesn't seem like a good thing. They want us to send blood. Could it be that some aliens are trying to obtain our genes?"

“I think an old fellow from the Seven Martial Stars has a health problem and needs a blood type match, so I’m collecting blood types from all over the world for matching!

Otherwise, how could such a stingy country be willing to give us a subsidy of 500 yuan?"

"Finally the top is no longer pretending."

As soon as [Songye.com] was launched online, it caused a lot of discussion, speculation and doubts.

No one knows what this is.

At this moment, Shen Yang was holding the phone, his heart trembling.

He vaguely felt that this was an opportunity.

After all, the person he had been paying attention to at the beginning was obviously not an ordinary person, but a cultivator.

He existed even before the three realms came into being.

The most important thing is, through the few words that person said, he felt that the person... was not a big villain.

Otherwise, after selling the skills, no one would care to say that the skills have been sold.

"Should I give it a try?" Shen Yang thought to himself.

After all, this doesn't cost a million.

At most, it would cost him his life.

But there may be hope...to embark on the path to immortality.

This is better than spending a million to be a sword slave in the Fighting God Sect.

(End of this chapter)