Chapter 351: Divine Awareness and Hearing? You Are a Yin God!

"After drinking this wine, let's catch the remnant soul together!"

Jiang Qingjiao looked delighted, and also had a bit of high spirits.

This trip to Tianyue was very fruitful.

Not only did he get the treasure of Tianfang Demon Blood, but he was also about to get a great opportunity.

"Drink this wine together!"

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

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

"Oh, someone actually dared to plot to kill me."

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

Their spiritual consciousness suddenly probed out, wanting to know the source of the voice. Their spiritual power burst out at this moment, and they were extremely alert.

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

I saw a handsome man hugging a cold and beautiful woman in a black dress. The man's face was obviously angry, and the black dress woman's expression was a little cold, as if she was chilly. At first glance, she was not easy to mess with.

But when her eyes fell on the man next to her, she was doting and admiring.

Seeing the two, Xiaoyao Sanren's eyes narrowed.

Because he had not found out the strength of these two.

The demon man was also like this, extremely vigilant.

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

Jiang Qingjiao hurriedly saluted: "Senior, have you misunderstood anything? I am Jiang Qingjiao from Doushen Sect."

He brought up his own sect just to make this mysterious cultivator afraid.

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

Ning Tao smiled: "My husband is right, just now I heard someone say that they wanted to kill 'Qi Yuan'."

When Ning Tao mentioned this, there was a trace of murderous intent in her eyes.

As soon as this was said, the man with double pupils in the Ten Thousand Demons Realm thought of something, and his face changed drastically: "Spiritual Sense and Heavenly Hearing, you are a Yin God!"

Anyone who reaches the realm of Yin God has the ability of divine consciousness and heavenly hearing.

Within a certain range, if you call the name of God or chant the name of God, God will feel it.

Therefore, facing the Yin God, ordinary cultivators dare not call him by his name, nor will they say bad things about God behind his back.

And they mentioned Qi Yuan before, just casually, and even used a soundproof formation in the private room, but it was still heard by others.

What is it if not the divine sense of hearing?

Of course, there is something strange about this.

The divine sense of hearing, isn't it about your own name?

Why did this woman hear the name of Qi Yuan.

Generally speaking, the divine sense of hearing is not the first person in your heart, and the first person...isn't it yourself?

"God?"

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

The woman beside Qi Yuan... is the Yin God?

"Don't misunderstand, Lord God, everything is a misunderstanding!" Jiang Qingjiao knelt directly.

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

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

He could only kneel before such a strong man.

Xiaoyao Sanren knelt without any hesitation: "It's all a misunderstanding!"

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

He naturally believed Ning Tao's words.

"No..." Jiang Qingjiao was confused and didn't know how to explain.

After all, they really wanted to kill Qi Yuan.

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

What would such a Venerable do if he didn't ascend to the upper realm and stayed in the lower realm?

"Sir, we..."

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

He remembered the name of Doushen Sect.

The name of this sect is a bit arrogant, so he has to go and knock it.

He wanted to see what the other two people had.

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

"I am a casual cultivator."

"I...a casual cultivator."

"One is true, the other is a lie, it doesn't matter." Qi Yuan shook his head, "Anyway...let's all die."

"Senior, spare my life!"

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

"He must be pretending, he is a worthless Yin God!"

At this moment, Jiang Qingjiao burned out and displayed his strongest Taoism.

Seeing this, Xiaoyao Sanren also understood that there was no hope except to attack with all his strength at this moment.

The spiritual power of the two people rolled, emitting a strong light.

Jiang Qingjiao has reached the realm of Yuandan.

And Xiaoyao Sanren is the legendary fake infant boss.

The two of them attacked with amazing power, enough to easily explode a street.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan yawned: "They are so cute when they are angry, just like my cat, with its fur standing up."

When they are too weak, anger and anger also look cute in front of the strong.

"So cute."

Qi Yuan looked at the two attackers and stretched out his fist.

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

At this moment, he did not use Taoism, but only the strength of his body.

The two paths of martial arts and immortality have brought a terrifying blessing to Qi Yuan's body.

No immortality, no blood and qi, only physical strength.

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

Bang.

Like a watermelon hitting a hammer, the two heads had clearly not been hit by Qi Yuan's fist.

The head was like a broken watermelon.

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

It wasn't cotton wool, it wasn't even just blood. From an overall 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 there were two more bodies on the ground.

The man with double eyes shivered and his body trembled.

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

"No...no." The man with double eyes was a little confused, but he answered truthfully.

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

With a wave of his hand, the man with double pupils also fell at this moment.

An extra pair of eyes appeared in Qi Yuan's hand.

He looked sad, remembering a famous saying, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Double pupils are the way to be invincible, why need to borrow another person's bones?"

…

Doushen Building is located in a mountain in Fenghai City.

The current name of this mountain was changed to Doushen Mountain.

This building is forty stories high and is incompatible with the surrounding mountains, rivers and trees.

appears to be particularly prominent.

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

The ancestor of the Dou Shen Sect took a fancy to this building, and used his might to pull out the building and move it to Dou Shen Mountain, becoming the Dou Shen Sect's stronghold in Gongxing.

This great move was broadcast live and was watched by countless netizens, who called it "666".

Because of this, Dou Shen Sect's reputation in Qin Yuan Kingdom was much stronger than other sects.

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

This great act also caused an endless stream of people to come to Dou Shen Sect every day to pray and enter the mountain gate.

On Doushen Mountain, there are endless disciples who come to learn from their masters.

At this time, Shen Yang was standing in the God of Fighting Building, like a follower, wearing washed white clothes. When he saw someone coming, he bowed down unconsciously.

This is a habit that has been cultivated in society for many years.

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

"Thank you, Immortal, for informing me." Shen Yang looked bitter, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

This time, he spent several hundred yuan to come to Fenghai City, and queued up at Doushen Mountain at twelve o'clock last night. The result... was such a result, which made him quite uncomfortable.

It seems that he is really useless.

He can't make money, he doesn't even have the talent to cultivate immortality, and he has no hope in life.

"But..." At this time, the young man changed the topic, "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 slave, and its attributes are obvious.

His status in the sect is comparable to that of a handyman disciple. Even if his master kills him, no one will care about him.

"Such an opportunity will be lost if you miss it. Your talent is only inferior. If you put it in other sects, you wouldn't even be a handyman disciple." The young man continued, "That is, that senior brother sees that you are destined. Just give you a chance."

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

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

However, after being attracted by that senior brother, that senior brother found the deacon, and the next scene happened.

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

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

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

But before he finished speaking, the arrogant man suddenly said: "Don't agree in a hurry, it's not that simple to become your senior 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 sword slave of the senior brother.

Don't think that one million Qin yuan is too much. When you become an immortal cultivator, you will make it back in one year.

Judging from your appearance, you probably don't have much money, but you have a house in the city. If you sell the house and invest in cultivating immortality, you will definitely make a profit without losing money. "

The young man seemed convinced of Shen Yang and directly withdrew the money.

After all, he has tried this routine several times and it never works.

As long as the rich are not short of one million, the middle class will grit their teeth. As for the poor, selling iron will make their children progress.

But who would have expected that when Shen Yang heard this, his face became determined: "Sorry, I have no money. Forget it, it seems that I have no chance of immortality."

It's okay to ask for other things, but it's definitely not okay to ask for his money.

Regardless of whether he has one million, he still has to leave the remaining money to his parents for retirement.

The path to immortality is full of dangers. If he takes one million just for his own pleasure, and then dies, what will happen to his parents? They won’t even have pension money.

Therefore, he decisively refused.

When the young man heard this, his face froze, he did not expect this result: "Shen Yang, you have to think about it carefully, there will be no such opportunity in the future.

You will be completely insulated from immortality. "

"I've thought about it."

No need for money!

Shen Yang answered very directly.

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

In this case, Shen Yang can't even think of leaving Dou Shen Sect alive.

After all, it would be bad if Shen Yang went to another sect to test his qualifications and exposed what happened here.

"It seems that you and my Doushen Sect have no chance to be together." The young man sighed and patted Shen Yang's shoulder.

A special spice was stained on Shen Yang's body by his hand.

The young man made a mark, waiting for Shen Yang to go far away, and then he would get rid of him personally.

Anyway, Doushen Mountain is so big, it shouldn't matter if a few people die, right?

Even if there is something, there are sects to deal with it.

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

The sun outside was particularly dazzling. He took his mobile phone and prepared to book a ticket back. If he had time, he could go back to deliver afternoon and evening takeaways today.

If he can make some money, he will make some.

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

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

"Do you lack love?"

"Do you lack care?"

"Have you not seen your grandfather and grandmother for a long time?"

In the video in the message, the machine sound was quite contagious.

Shen Yang also thought of his grandparents.

However, both of them had passed away when he was very young.

"Today, you are no longer alone."

"【Songye.com】 is opening for a big sale. Anyone who participates in our 【Songye】 event and meets the conditions can send one or more grandparents.

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

When he heard 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 the voice was too familiar.

"Isn't this him!"

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

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

At that time, in that video, there was also the man's voice, a simple sentence.

"We are married."

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

Unfortunately, there was no follow-up.

At first, he watched that video no less than a hundred times, and he knew the young male voice in it best.

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

His heartbeat accelerated.

He quickly opened other software and wanted to search for "Songye.com". He suddenly found that all major software, major platforms, and even the opening screen ads of games were marked with the words "Songye Online".

"This..."

He took a deep breath.

I saw that all the hot searches were also information about "Songye Online".

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

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

"Songye, that's too much?"

"It's weird and a bit outrageous."

"Qinyuan Channel is also playing it. Has the world finally become as crazy as I imagined?"

"Is this taking advantage of us?"

"What do you mean by Sendye, Sendye?"

"It doesn't seem good. They want us to send blood. Could it be that aliens are getting our genes?"

"I think an old guy in the Seven Martial Stars has a problem with his body and needs to be matched, so the world is collecting blood types tomorrow for matching!

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

"The higher-ups finally stopped pretending."

As soon as [Songye.com] was launched, there was a lot of discussion, all kinds of speculations and doubts.

No one knew what it was.

At this time, Shen Yang was holding his phone and was shocked.

He felt vaguely that this was an opportunity.

After all, the person he was paying attention to at the beginning was not an ordinary person at first glance, but a cultivator.

He even existed before the Three Realms came.

The most important thing is that through the man's words, he felt that the man... was not a big villain.

Otherwise, after selling the skills, he would not be considerate to say that the skills have been sold.

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

After all, this doesn't cost one million.

At most, it will cost him his life.

But there may be hope... to enter the immortal path.

This is better than spending one million to be a sword slave in the Doushen Sect.