Fortune Teller

On the north wall, the city guards looked at the vast wasteland and couldn't help but yawned.

"Hey, there's a figure over there, it's so fast!" Someone suddenly shouted.

The city guards quickly opened their eyes and looked carefully.

On the wasteland, a figure streaked across the grass like a shooting star. In just a moment, he arrived at the foot of the city wall.

Peng!

The figure jumped tens of feet high, then stepped on the wall a few times, climbing all the way to the top of the city wall.

"Are you... Mr. Yun?" The general who defended the city hurried over, looking at the unshaven figure with a stubble on his face, and asked dubiously.

"Who else could it be but me? Wouldn't you recognize me after not seeing me for a month?" Gu Xiuyun dusted off the dust on his body.

"How dare you forget Mr. Yun's appearance," the city guarding general said repeatedly, "Not long ago, your guards returned to the city and reported the news of your death to the family. Now that I see Mr. Yun again, my subordinates are inexplicably surprised. , so I can’t believe it.”

"Oh?" Gu Xiuyun glanced at the guard, "What did my guards say?"

He didn't think that the guards under his command would talk nonsense. Gu Xiuyun was still very confident in judging people.

The general who defended the city looked stagnant. He didn't know how to answer?

"That's all, it's useless to ask you. You send someone to call my guards. I want to reward you based on your merits." Gu Xiuyun walked towards the city.

At this moment, he was dirty and had to go back to the house to clean himself.

"Master Yun, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you." The general who defended the city shouted quickly, "Your bodyguards may no longer be alive."

"Huh?" Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

"Sir, that day, when your guards returned to the city, they happened to meet Mr. Gu Xiuzhe..." the city guarding general said clearly, not daring to hide anything.

Although he couldn't see through Gu Xiuyun's cultivation level, he could also detect that Gu Xiuyun's body contained majestic spiritual power, and he had at least reached the late stage of the Pulse Cleansing Realm.

Faced with such a person, how could the general who defended the city dare to be careful?

"Whoever dares to arrest me," after hearing the words of the city guard general, murderous intent appeared in Gu Xiuyun's eyes, "come and show me the way, take me to the dungeon."

"Sir, my subordinates are so gentle that they really dare not offend Mr. Zhe!" The general who defended the city knelt down quickly.

"Oh, you don't dare to offend him, so you dare to offend me?" Gu Xiuyun sneered.

"I don't dare." The general guarding the city wanted to cry but had no tears.

If he had known this, why would he rush over here in a hurry and lie down on the soft pillow in the hotbed, wouldn't he?

"Hurry up and lead the way. As long as I'm here, Gu Xiuzhe won't dare to hurt you."

Gu Xiuyun said coldly.

The general who defended the city had a sad face and walked towards the bottom of the city.

Half an hour later, the two came to the bottom floor of Youning City, in front of a huge building.

It is dark and dim here, surrounded by houses. There are many civilians living in each house. Some are practicing martial arts, some are hammering iron tools, animal teeth, refining weapons, and some are cutting beasts. Leather, sewing clothes.

If the people in Youning City want to survive, they can only get enough food by working day and night.

People like Wu Laosan who have achieved a little bit of martial arts are already strong men sought after by civilians, but they are still extremely humble in front of practitioners.

In this world, the class gap is far more serious than in China.

"This is the bottom floor of Youning City?" Gu Xiuyun looked around and felt a sense of depression in his heart. "What's the difference between living here and the prisoners in the dungeon?"

But he also understands that in this world full of monsters, being able to survive is already a great happiness. The poor people at the bottom don't care whether the environment is good or bad.

"Sir, the dungeon is right in front." The city guard general pointed to the giant steel building in front.

The building is like a huge square box, connected along the stone pillars to the bottom of the second floor. The building is full of iron windows, like a honeycomb.

Gu Xiuyun followed the general who defended the city all the way into the dungeon.

Snapped!

The sound of vine whips sounded, and shrill screams could be heard faintly from deep in the dungeon.

"Sir, the dungeon is divided into above ground and underground. There are fifty floors above ground, and ordinary civilians who have committed crimes are imprisoned. On the thirty underground floors, martial arts masters who have committed crimes are imprisoned. They are distributed according to the severity of the crime they committed. At different depths, the guards under your command are on the twenty-third floor underground. "

"Twenty-three floors underground?" Gu Xiuyun's face became colder and colder, "You just said that they would be imprisoned in different depths according to the severity of their crimes. What crime did my guards commit that they should be imprisoned in on the twenty-third floor underground?"

"Sir, this is Gu Xiuzhe's intention. The subordinates are very gentle and can only act according to the orders." The general guarding the city said helplessly.

"Humph!" Gu Xiuyun glanced at him and was too lazy to say anything else.

There are a large number of guards on each floor of the dungeon, which shows that this place is extremely tight. However, when they saw the generals guarding the city, none of them dared to say anything and quickly opened the passage.

Soon, the two reached the twenty-third floor.

As soon as he passed through the corridor, Gu Xiuyun's expression suddenly changed and he rushed to the punishment rack nearby.

There was a guard tied up with iron ropes on the wooden frame. He was already in tatters and bloody, but his original appearance could still be vaguely seen.

"Wu Laosan," Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed coldly, "tell me, who did it?"

But Wu Laosan is already dying, how can he answer him?

"Master Yun, I have a healing elixir here that can temporarily protect his heart." The city guard general stepped forward quickly, took out a elixir and handed it to Gu Xiuyun.

"You know the truth." Gu Xiuyun took the elixir and stuffed it into Wu Laosan's mouth. He also scooped a bowl of water from the bucket on the side and gave it to Wu Laosan to drink.

The elixir given by the general who defended the city was very effective. In just a few moments, Wu Laosan's aura became much more stable.

"Master, you are finally back!" Wu Laosan had tears in his eyes.

"Now that I'm back, I won't let you be bullied!" Gu Xiuyun said coldly. He turned to look at the general guarding the city, "Go and release all the guards under my command. I want to take them out of here."

"Yes, Young Master," the city guard general quickly walked up to the jailer, "Quick, didn't you hear what Young Master Yun said? Hurry up and open the cell door and let out all the guards!"

"Sir, these are all prisoners ordered by Master Gu Xiuzhe to be imprisoned!" the jailer reminded in a low voice.

"Fart, didn't you hear Mr. Yun? Let him go immediately."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The jailers quickly walked into the corridor and opened the cell door.

At this moment, one of the jailers quietly left.

"Want to report?" Gu Xiuyun saw this scene from the corner of his eye, but did not step forward to stop him, "I want to see who you can call."

Soon, the cell door opened and the guards came out.

Almost everyone has scars on their body. Although they are not as serious as Wu Laosan, they are still bruised. Don't even think about fighting anyone for a year and a half!

"Sir, it's great that you are still alive!" The guards looked excited when they saw Gu Xiuyun.

"I knew that the young master was so powerful that he could kill even monsters in the Pulse Opening Realm. How could he die in the wasteland?"

"Don't be an afterthought. When the young master left and never came back, you were the first to shout that you wanted to go back to the city."

"Nonsense, I wanted to ask the strong men in the clan to come out of the city to rescue the young master."

Looking at the chattering guards, Gu Xiuyun smiled.

During the few days outside Youning City, he had already become accustomed to the nagging of these guards. For Gu Xiuyun, rules were not important, but loyalty was the most important thing.

The general guarding the city on the side listened to the chatter of the guards, but his face was a little pale.

Kill the monster beast in the open pulse realm? real or fake?

But why didn't these guards mention this matter when they returned to the city?

If that's the case, how terrifying is Gu Xiuyun's strength?

"By the way, Sir, the demon blood and elixir you collected were all confiscated by Gu Xiuzhe's men. Those elixirs are worth hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, so we can't let them go easy on them!" A guard suddenly said.

"I know this matter well. When Gu Xiuzhe comes, I can ask him for help." Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "You are seriously injured. Find a place to rest first. After I deal with Gu Xiuzhe, I will take you back home to heal. "

The jailer must know the identity of the general guarding the city. Since he went to report the news, the person he invited was at least a practitioner.

Half an hour later.

There were rapid footsteps in the passage.

"Who is so bold as to release Mr. Zhe's prisoners? Do you not want to live anymore?"

Before he finished speaking, an old man appeared in the cell.

When he saw Gu Xiuyun, his expression suddenly changed, and he suppressed the words he had not yet spoken.

"Master Yun, are you still alive?" The old man swallowed and retreated without leaving a trace.

How could he dare to be arrogant when facing a cultivator from the direct lineage of the Gu family?

"You're the only one here, isn't Gu Xiuzhe here?" Gu Xiuyun glanced behind the old man and frowned when he found no one.

If Gu Xiuzhe hides in the main vein and cannot come out, it will not be easy to teach him a lesson!

There are so many powerful people in the main line, and there are also several clan elders who opened Tianguan, but he doesn't dare to take action there.

"Mr. Zhe is practicing on the altar and doesn't know about this." The old man glanced at the scene in the cell and immediately stepped back, "Mr. Yun, you are a direct descendant of the Gu family. I don't dare to do anything to you, so I'll start with you. Take a step forward!”

"You want to leave, are you able to leave?" Gu Xiuyun waved his palm, and the sharp palm force formed a handprint and blasted towards the old man.

Seeing the palm print coming in front of him, the old man quickly activated his spiritual power and also condensed a palm print.

Benyun hand versus Benyun hand!

Peng!

The old man's spiritual palm print collapsed like tofu, but Gu Xiuyun's palm print was intact and slapped on his chest.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man was instantly seriously injured and fell dying in the passage.

Seeing this scene, the general who defended the city took a breath of cold air.

The old man's name was Hu Yanduo, and he was the most powerful general beside Gu Xiuzhe. Although he had three-color veins, he had reached the late stage of purifying pulses, but he couldn't even receive a palm in front of Gu Xiuyun.

"He Feng, go and call Gu Xiuzhe and tell me that I am using the same method he tortured Wu Laosan to torture his men." Gu Xiuyun said coldly.

"This..." The general who defended the city hesitated.

If he really does this, no matter what the outcome is, he will probably die.

"If you don't go, you will die now. If you go, I can save your life."

Hearing this, the city guarding general took a deep breath, bowed and said, "I will go and ask Mr. Gu Xiuzhe to come here."

"You guys, tie that old guy to the punishment post and give him three hundred lashes first." Gu Xiuyun looked at the jailer on one side.

The jailers did not dare to say anything nonsense, and quickly stepped forward, tied the seriously injured Huyanduo with iron ropes, and fixed him on the punishment column.

Snapped!

The whip was struck, but there was no trace at all.

Hu Yanduo has already activated his spiritual veins and his physical body is tough. How can a mere vine whip hurt him?

"The physical body is quite tough," Gu Xiuyun sneered, and waved out a burst of spiritual power, which was integrated into the vine whip, "Keep beating him until he begs for mercy."

The vine whip was struck again, but this time it left clear marks on the old man's body. The scars seemed to be burned by flames, and there was a hint of burning smell.

How could Hu Yanduo with three-color veins resist the purple energy spiritual power of the open pulse realm?