Chapter 1793: Free Cultivation

Zhou Yanzhao looked at Li Mu with a burning look and said seriously: "General Li, are you willing to believe me?"

He knew that it was useless to be tough with Li Mu. He once dared to disobey even the emperor's imperial edict of Li Mu, let alone him and Ling'er.

Li Mu hesitated. If Zhou Yanzhao had said this to him a year ago, he would not even pay attention to it. However, now Zhou Yanzhao has made him look at him with admiration. He has become a third-level immortal cultivator in just half a year. If his cultivation is always above him.

"Yan Zhao, now is not the time to act voluntarily."

Li Mu's tone loosened a little.

"General Li, the man outside once saved my life and was a friend of life and death. Yan Zhao was willing to give him his life."

Zhou Yanzhao continued to say decisively.

"This, this..." Li Mu also began to hesitate.

He Sheng naturally sensed Zhou Yanzhao and Zhou Ling'er on the city tower, and he was also very puzzled why Yanzhao was reluctant to issue an order to release it.

He suddenly remembered the woman in the carriage, so he took the woman out.

"Miss, come out and show your face!"

"Um!"

The woman agreed happily, but in fact she also saw Zhou Yanzhao and his father Li Mu on the city tower from afar.

At this time, she also shouted loudly: "Father, I am Yun'er!"

Li Mu couldn't help but shock when he heard this sound. He just focused on He Sheng, but he didn't pay attention to the people in the carriage.

However, his brows became more and more frowned. How could Yun'er appear here in a city thousands of miles away? Could it be that this man even took Yun'er as a hostage?

"Father, I came to find you from Jincheng. These two immortal masters escorted us here."

Li Jingyun knew his father's suspicion very well, so he explained another sentence.

"Li Mu is not letting go yet. Haven't you seen your daughter beneath?"

Zhou Ling'er said angrily.

Just then.

The monk sent by the second prince outside the city gate.

He has already chased He Sheng and his group.

"Two real people from Jiuling Taoist Academy, the second prince is welcome, please come with us!"

One of the few people said a hook-nosed monk holding a knife.

There was a bit of fear and a bit of eagerness in his tone.

This person is a cultivator at the peak of the third level of the immortal spirit. Although he did not come from the Three Dao Academy, he was able to cultivate to the peak of the third level of the immortal spirit by less than 50 years old. He is already very evil among the casual cultivators, so he does not have absolute respect for Su Qingzhu and He Sheng.

He Sheng didn't even look at the man, and just drank the word "get out!"

"What!"

The Eagle-Hooked Nose monk was furious. Didn’t this kid come from the Nine Spirits Court?

In his opinion, he was of the same cultivation as He Sheng, and He Sheng had no capital to be rampant in front of him.

"So, are you unwilling to go to see the second prince with me?"

The hooked nose said with a vicious expression.

"Your shitty second prince, if you want to see me and let him come over by yourself, I, the disciple of Jiuling Taoist Academy, have no habit of being a dog for people."

He Sheng said coldly.

The eagle-hooked monk showed a ferocious face. What he was most proud of was that he became a general under the second prince with his cultivation. Now he was despised by He Sheng. "Hehe, if you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine! Take them down for me."

Although he could sense that Su Qingzhu's cultivation was far above him, as long as the two sides fought together, the second prince's entourage would naturally take action. At that time, even if the other party was a fifth-grade immortal cultivator, he might not be able to take advantage of him.

Under the command of the Eagle-Hook Nose monk, three monks holding the immortal sword surrounded He Sheng and his group in the air.

Zhou Ling'er was furious when she saw this and said, "Li Mu, did you see it?"

Zhou Chong's people want to catch them back, but you still don't let them go and pick them up."

Li Mu's eyes were also flashing with divine light at this time, "No, this is probably a trick set by the second prince, just to lead us out of the city."

As a father, Li Mu naturally wanted to go out and bring his daughter in, but as a general in the Gyeonggi garrison, he must not make any mistakes. Even if he sacrificed a daughter for this, he would do whatever he could.

"Li Mu, you stupid pig!"

Zhou Ling'er couldn't help but curse, and said that she was about to get up and sweep down the city tower, but Li Mu had already prepared to point Zhou Ling'er's back, and a vine tied Zhou Ling'er tightly.

"Princess Ling'er, offended Yun'er, I am my own daughter, so I naturally want to bring her up safely, but this is a battle between the two armies, so you must not involve any of your own emotions. If the second prince takes Yun'er as a hostage, I will shoot her with my own hands."

Li Mu said loudly.

Zhou Yanzhao was also helpless at this stubborn father-in-law, who was like a stubborn donkey, and could even kill Yun'er, let alone against He Sheng and others who had no friendship. Now he only hopes that He Sheng and the others can be safe and sound!

He felt relieved when he thought of Su Qingzhu. Su Qingzhu had a fire phoenix of the sixth-grade immortal spirit. As long as Zhou Chong did not send out a military formation, it would be impossible for them to do anything to them.

Let’s talk about He Sheng’s side under the city gate. At this time, they were surrounded by four cultivators of the third grade of immortals. Except for the hooked nose, the other cultivators were all in the early or mid-stage stage of the third grade of immortals, and He Sheng was also ready to move.

"Senior Sister Su, you protect them and I will play with them."

After saying that, He Sheng did not wait for Su Qingzhu to reply, and then jumped into the air. Without saying a word, he punched him and rushed towards a cultivator in the early stage of the third-level immortal spirit.

Since He Sheng fought with Cheng Daotian, He Sheng has also gained a new understanding of the body-building immortal arts. Although he did not learn the set of boxing skills of Cheng Daotian, there is also a set of top-grade immortal boxing among the fairy arts given by the Si Mings, called the Eight Desolate God Fist. This name is very domineering, and it is even more domineering when fighting.

He Sheng's punch was ten feet away from the monk, and the monk felt the strong wind coming to his face, just like a tide of a river. He was about to raise his fairy sword to resist, but he heard a "kneel" sound, and He Sheng was blown away hundreds of feet by him.

This is the first time that He Sheng has fought with the cultivator in the cultivation world. Although these cultivators have the third grade of immortals, they are no less than the third grade of the cultivator in the Nine Spirit Dao Academy. I'm afraid they are even worse than ordinary second-grade cultivators in the Nine Spirit Dao Academy.

First, because the immortal arts they learned were just some unreasonable immortal arts, and second, because their physical condition was poor, anyone who could enter the three major abbeys in the cultivation world would choose to enter. Most of the casual cultivators who did not enter were not qualified to enter, and their cultivation was mostly promoted by the power of elixirs. Just like He Sheng, who is at the peak of the third-level immortal spirit like He Sheng, will not be at a disadvantage even if he fights against the opponent's fourth-level immortal spirit in the middle stage.

Seeing that He Sheng punched him and one of his people, the remaining three monks were very nervous.

“Go together!”

While giving orders, the monks of Eagle-Hooked Nose hurriedly contacted the camp with jade pendants and asked them to send stronger monks over.
Chapter completed!