Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 172

The three of them rode their horses slowly as soon as they entered the pipeline.

Ordinary people are not allowed to gallop into the pipeline within the scope of Yudu City.

"Hehe, Brother Lin Hun, you still understand me."

Zhao Junshan touched his head hit by his father and smiled innocently.

Lin Hun smiled but said nothing.

He looked at the gray hair and loose skin of Uncle Zhao who was walking in front of him.

He couldn't help but think:

What is the meaning of immortality?

Watching relatives and friends gradually grow old and die is definitely a torture.

Lin Hun can't find the answer for the time being.

Maybe the meaning of immortality is this majestic city in front of us and the terrifying secret under the majestic city.

In fact, under the delusion-breaking ability of Lin Hun's "Night Owl" eyes.

The moment he saw Yudu City from a distance, his heart was deeply shocked beyond words!

This Yudu City is definitely not simple!

There is a terrifying breath rising into the sky.

It seems to be able to swallow everything and seem to be able to accommodate everything.

The underground location is exactly where the Suppression of Guishi is located, and it is even more unfathomable.

It seems that if you look at it for a second longer, you will be devoured skin and bones.

The most important position in the center of the city is the palace where the current emperor lives.

It is even more terrifying than you can imagine.

It seems that a living ancient monster lives there.

It protects everything in the palace and can repel all invading enemies.

Lin Hun remembered the scenes he saw under the sky prison when he first mastered the trick.

In the four directions of the underground of the sky prison, there is a "bone tower" about ten feet high.

This bone tower is even more eerie and terrifying.

The tower body is made of bones, and skulls are hung on the tower rock.

On the top of the tower stands a different white bone four sacred beasts.

The east Qinglong, the west white tiger, the south Suzaku, and the north Xuanwu.

Moreover, in the five-zhang area under the Heavenly Prison, there was a terrifying monster imprisoned under the white bone formation.

I almost fell into it after taking a closer look.

Ignorance is really fearless.

Fortunately, I was scared away in time.

Now that I am already in the half-corpse state, I feel more and more horrible and mysterious when I look at this Yudu City.

Lin Hun smiled and thought:

Zhao Junshan is actually right. With this Yudu City, it is the safest place.

And the Zhao family, which has six generations of white soldiers "hereditary salary", is also very safe to live in the Zhengui Division.

There are many people queuing up on the official road waiting to enter the city. The three people got off their horses and queued up to enter the city.

The entry procedures are very simple. After Uncle Zhao showed his identity card as a white soldier in the Heavenly Prison of the Zhengui Division, the three of them entered the city smoothly.

Such a terrible Yudu City is not afraid of evil cultivators sneaking into it.

This is the confidence of Yudu City.

After entering Yudu City, Uncle Zhao was obviously happy.

The three of them returned the horses and bought breakfast for four people on the way.

Fried cakes, pickles, fried dough sticks, and a deep-fried crispy roast chicken.

These are Lin Hun's favorites.

He led Lin Hun back to Uncle Zhao's home with a smile.

When Uncle Zhao's wife saw Lin Hun, she also greeted him enthusiastically.

Perhaps because she was a barbarian woman, she was always very bad at talking and socializing.

Uncle Zhao gave his wife a breakfast to eat alone in the kitchen.

Everyone was also used to the silence and marginality of Old Zhao's wife.

"Come, Lin Hun, let's have a simple breakfast. I have to go back to the Heavenly Prison today. I'll call everyone to welcome you in the evening."

"Take a day off first, and report to Lord Wei Faqin tomorrow!"

"He promised that you would serve in the East Wilderness for three years. If you come back alive, he will remove your white soldier status and make you a black soldier in the Black Prison."

"Although the status of a black soldier is not high, it is higher than that of a white soldier after all, and the mortality rate of a black soldier in the Black Prison is lower than that of a white soldier."

Lin Hun nodded and replied:

"Uncle Zhao, after breakfast, I want Junshan to take me to see Mei'e."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhao paused slightly with his chopsticks.

"Ah!"

He sighed deeply and nodded silently.

After dinner, Uncle Zhao hurried to the Heavenly Prison post of Zhenguisi.

It had been a while since he left, and he had to hurry back to his post in case something went wrong.

"Brother Lin Hun, wait for me for a while. I will take you to see my sister after I finish practicing."

Zhao Junshan cleaned up the dishes and threw away the leftovers.

He changed his clothes and went to the backyard to get a ghost-headed broadsword to practice.

Zhao Junshan wielded the ghost-headed broadsword with great vigor, and each move had its own ancient style.

It was obviously a kind of sword technique that was passed down from generation to generation.

Lin Hun naturally knew that this was a martial art handed down by the Zhao family, and it was an incomplete sword technique.

With this sword technique, Uncle Zhao and Junshan had already broken into the realm of warriors.

The sword technique was whistling.The sword technique is open and close.

To outsiders, Zhao Junshan's sword technique has already grasped the essence.

Each move is very methodical.

But in Lin Hun's eyes, Zhao Junshan's sword technique has many flaws.

"It should be that an important part was lost in the process of inheritance. After all, the Zhao family has been passed down for six generations."

After Zhao Junshan finished his sword technique, he wiped his sweat and was about to leave.

"Brother Lin Hun, my father forced me to practice martial arts every day. He said that this was to allow me to live a few more years so that I can accompany my sister and you."

"Hehe, I have reached a high level in the martial arts realm, and my swordsmanship is becoming more and more proficient."

Lin Hun walked with him and said with a smile:

"You have practiced the Zhao family's swordsmanship well. It seems that you have really worked hard."

After listening, Zhao Junshan shook his head seriously and said:

"I always feel that this swordsmanship seems to be missing something. Every time I reach the key moves, I feel a sense of regret."

Lin Hun didn't expect Zhao Junshan to have such comprehension.

It seems that Uncle Zhao really raised a good son.

Lin Hun asked again:

"Junshan, don't you want to practice tricks?"

After hearing this, Zhao Junshan shook his head quickly.

"No, no, no, I'm not like Brother Teng Yuan who is crazy about getting the source of trickery and the technique to practice trickery."

"I just want to be a good white soldier of the seventh generation of the old Zhao family, and it's good to eat and drink every day."

"It's really good to practice trickery, but I, Zhao Junshan, don't have the luck like you, Brother Lin Hun, to meet a master who can give you the source of trickery."

"I, Zhao Junshan, am just an ordinary person, I just want to live this short life peacefully."

It's really a good material to lie down!

Lin Hun laughed and didn't say much.

At this moment, there are many trickery techniques and matching sources of trickery in his "centipede mouth".

But he won't give them to Zhao Junshan and others.

He won't easily intervene in the cause and effect of others, otherwise the responsibility he bears will become very big.

Uncle Zhao, Junshan, Mei'e and other people in this world have their own life trajectories.

Lin Hun will not do things that easily change the life trajectory of others.

He is an immortal, destined to be a witness of the changes of time and the vicissitudes of life in this world.

Since he is a witness, he naturally cannot easily change the original trajectory of the world.

Just chatting randomly.

After walking for about an hour.

Zhao Junshan led Ling Linhun to a mountain halfway in the east of the city.

There is a nunnery in the mountain halfway.

It is called: Baixi Nunnery.

There is a nun named "Duanchen" in Baixi Nunnery.

The person that Lin Hun misses.

Finally, they are going to meet.

Lin Hun mustered up the courage to knock on the nunnery halfway in the mountain.