Master Chiyun went to the ruins to find trouble with the rightful owner, venting his anger on his own junior, leaving this mess with him.
Tu Shanjun looked around but didn't have much to say.
The disciples of Wanfa Sect are of good quality and are not a mess in Wuyang.
Most of them are awake and know what they should do.
Heal injuries when they should be treated, restore mana when they should be restored...
If there is nothing to do, it is not easy for Tu Shanjun to ask the golden elixir monk of Po Na Rakshasa Xu clan.
If you want to show your courage, you have to go back to the banner, but you can't go back in a big way. Isn't this too stupid?
Just wait.
It's a pity that the man in the fog who was chasing him was roasted into black charcoal by Zhenren Chiyun, and all his evil energy was in vain.
There is no way to do this, the strength is insufficient, the magic weapon has just been promoted, and I don't know when it will be improved again.
Tu Shanjun's eyes were deep in thought. There was a lot going on this time, but by some combination of circumstances, his strength was greatly increased.
Obtain three major benefits. One is the advanced magic weapon of the Soul Banner, which can be received by all ghosts.
The second is to reach the golden elixir in one's own strength and take a life of the same level.
The last step is to understand the Dharma Realm's "Spiritual Realm of Death", to see one's own path clearly, and to understand some of one's own ways.
According to the Taoist teachings in the spiritual world, he can be considered as taking the first step.
While thinking deeply.
The roar of the cave came from the distance.
What followed was a violent wave of air walls.
Howling wind.
"The fight started." Tu Shanjun's eyelids moved and he didn't want to get involved.
With the strength of Master Chiyun, it would be a drag for him, a ghost cultivator who lacks magic power, to help, so he just needs to wait and see.
A little while.
Dressed in black and white robes, Master Chiyun returned to the blood cave, holding the head of a Rakshasa Void tribe in his hand.
The robes on Master Chiyun's body were fully activated, the red dragon sword energy was lingering, and the blue dragon-like sword hairpin moved freely, and he casually tied up his red hair in a bun.
Tu Shanjun looked startled, the aura exuding from that head was stronger than that of the man in the mist.
This had to make him doubt the strength of Zhenren Chiyun.
"Is it the peak of the golden elixir?" It doesn't make sense when you think about it. It would be great if a disciple in the sect can give a rough estimate of his cultivation level. How could it be so precise?
There is no need to put some smoke bombs to confuse some people, so there will be a small gap of one or two levels in the realm.
But Tushanjun didn't open his eyes to peep.
This in itself is a very annoying technique.
Just use it when facing the enemy. If you casually observe a monk who is higher than your own level, it will easily offend the opponent.
Tu Shanjun also didn’t find out what color underwear someone was wearing.
Master Chiyun threw down the head and did not say much. He only said that the evil cultivator of Dongtian Queen would be punished to comfort my Wanfa Sect disciples.
He is a ruthless person and doesn't talk much.
As soon as he arrived, he beheaded Jindan in the fog, blocked the door and killed a Rakshasa who was suspected to be in the late stage of Jindan.
So far, I am not out of breath or blushing, and I am taking it calmly.
What Tu Shanjun didn't know was that Chiyun Zhenren blocked the door and saw that the other party was about to escape, so he used his own magic to open the black door, caught him and chopped off his head.
Although in the end the opponent's Yin Shen used the golden elixir to escape, his body was completely ruined and he would not be able to recover for decades or even hundreds of years.
The foundation-building monks are proficient in escape techniques and can control the Yin Shen. When they reach the golden elixir stage, their life-saving means are only stronger than weak.
Not even Master Chiyun can kill golden elixirs like killing chickens and dogs.
The man in the mist was not his true form at all, and all the spiritual beings and spirits fell into the spell. The head was cut off by turning the heart, but it was not as simple as Tu Shanjun imagined.
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Go in two months.
The night is gloomy.
The wind roared, beating at the small square window.
There are several pieces of wood standing on the small window as horizontal bars.
The silvery glow of the moonlight scattered and broke into the small room along the low window.
The four low walls are white and clean. The space is not large but the appliances are complete.
If it is a cell where people are imprisoned, it is better to say it is a small dark room where people can temporarily live in repentance.
On the bed, Ding Xie, who had 90% of his mana locked away, was bored and holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures on self-cultivation, with the laws and rules of the Wanfa Sect printed on the back.
When I looked next to the desk, I saw laminated rice paper that had been prepared early.
Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all available.
Half of the wall is supported by bookshelves. There are no exercises for practice, but Taoist scriptures for enlightenment and cultivating the mind.
However, these are not the originals, they are rubbings moved from the Sutra Pavilion, and several of them have been annotated by the master.
Ding Xie turned his head and looked at the junior brothers guarding the porter.
They were playing dice, and their eyes were filled with small chips made of spiritual stones.
There are also those who meditate and practice on their own without participating in it.
Ding Xie stretched his neck and looked to both sides.
"Brother, there are only single-room concierges in Siguoya. It's useless for you to look at them. How about I help you open the door?" Seeing Ding Xie coming over, the law enforcement disciple outside the horizontal wooden door said in a whisper.
, take off the key from your waist.
Open the long lock on the horizontal wooden door.
He opened the door casually, not caring whether Ding Xie would escape.
He waved his hand: "Go, go, go." Ding Xie drove away the junior brother in front of the door.
The wooden gatehouse in front of me seemed to be undefended. Not to mention the 90% of his mana that was tied up, even if it was tied up with 100%, I could get out with my physical body alone.
In the past half month, I have become familiar with the senior fellow students who live here.
Most of the people who repented here did not commit serious crimes. They were just kept in jail for ten and a half months to sharpen their character. In the long run, it would only last a year and a half.
It's not like thinking about a dungeon at the bottom of a cliff.
That's where the defense is really tight, and the formations are recorded watertight.
They were either imprisoning disciples who had committed serious crimes, evil demons who had committed many evil deeds, or monks who had committed extremely evil crimes against mortals.
Ding Xie was lucky that he was selected as a misdemeanor by the sect.
Since ancient times, it has been impossible to make up for the majority of the merits and demerits. No matter how great the merits are, if you have committed a crime that goes against the Tao, you must ask questions carefully.
Probably because people are more severe towards those who harm their interests.
Thinking that in the past half month, the sect should have investigated clearly. Ding Xie couldn't help but sigh, and picked up the Taoist scriptures to study.
The talisman was not confiscated by the sect, but it was sealed.
Magic swords and utensils are all affixed with seals and talismans.
While he was returning to Dongyuan City, Tushanjun pretended to say goodbye and left.
He lied about being in an emergency, but actually returned to the Soul Banner.
Ding Xie hid the Zunhun Banner and did not bring it back to the sect.
Originally, Tushanjun was debating whether to use the formation flag as a disguise, but after thinking about it, he strangled him to death.
Later I found that I had fallen into a misunderstanding of my thinking.
Even if soul flags appeared in the testimonies of Li Shengli and Gu Xiao,
Just say that the soul flag is Li Qingfeng's magic weapon.
The two were friends, and at that moment Li Qingfeng lent his magic weapon to Ding Xie for protection.
When people want to leave, of course they have to take their magical weapons with them.
As for Wanfa Sect's gratitude, if Li Qingfeng couldn't be found, he handed it over to Ding Xie first and then transferred it to him.
It is impossible for the sect to pursue a person who does not exist in the world at all, not to mention that the other party has just helped Wanfa Sect.
Even people in the demon sect, most of whom are helped, cannot do such stabbing things in the back.
Wanfa Sect is a large sect, and although it does not claim to be righteous, it has obviously long been considered by the world to be a righteous sect.
Regardless of what outsiders think, a person who is under the microscope would never do such an ungrateful thing.
In this way, the matter of the Zunhun Banner is resolved.
From this point of view, although there are some slight doubts, which may easily make people suspicious, there are no flaws in the serious logic.
I don't know how many times better than using the formation flag instead.
The formation flag is a condensation of mana, and it is impossible for the elders of the sect to see it as false or true. If they take the soul flag with them and return to the sect blatantly, they will hand the sword to others.
The Zunhun Banner is firstly a magic weapon, and secondly, it contains many powerful Yin gods, as well as Tushanjun, a spiritual weapon with complete sanity.
When they saw the main soul, Tushanjun, the lies they had concocted would be revealed.
Tushanjun will not allow this to happen.
At the same time, try to avoid the soul flag appearing frequently in front of others.
If you use your trump card too much, it will become a bright card and even make people suspicious.
It was like meeting a rogue cultivator who was tracked down in Liangdu.
Fortunately, this excuse is very comprehensive.
I just hope that Wanfa Sect can be more tolerant regarding Ding Xie.
Thinking of these things, Ding Xie sighed quietly.
He had already expected it, and Patriarch Chiyun also asked him to prepare mentally in advance.
Because of Zhang Ran's incident, and because many of his fellow disciples saw that Ding Xie protected Zhang Ran in the end, it was unclear.
A figure appeared at the door, prompting Ding Xie to put down the Taoist Scripture in his hand.
"Brother outside, please ask for the meals." Hua Sandi, who was guarding the porter, put the jade lunch box on the square table in the room with a smile.
Ding Xie's eyes lit up. He was so hungry. If he didn't have good wine and food, he would always feel that it was not the same. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, someone would bring food to him.
After thinking about it, I didn’t know many people outside, and it didn’t look like it was a gift from the master.
"Senior Brother Li sent it."
"Li Shengli?" Ding Xie turned over and paused slightly.
It seems that Li Shengli is awake.
Even if the blow from the golden elixir monk didn't kill him, he was lucky, and the robes played a huge role.
Open it and take a look.
Seriously good wine and good food, the waves condense into different cluster shapes, locking the spiritual energy.
"What a good thing." Ding Xie exclaimed, this table is not cheap, you have to spend thousands of spiritual stones to eat it.
"Do you have an excuse?"
Third Brother Hua hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Li, I hope that Senior Brother you can say something kind when you are questioned."
"It suits his style." Ding Xie laughed dumbly.
Li Shengli is a very domineering person.
However, this is also in line with the style of the children of a large clan.
I never suffered any losses when things went smoothly, and my fellow disciples were all humble, so it was inevitable that I would develop a bad character.
Such people cannot change without hitting a snag.
"It seems that he has figured out when I will be interrogated."
"Go back, senior brother, in two days." Hua Sandi said softly.
"I can't protect myself now when the Clay Bodhisattva crosses the river. I can only guarantee that I won't add insult to injury and reduce his achievements."
"Just tell him the exact words. If you can't trust me, I won't move." Ding Xie put down his chopsticks.
He is greedy, and he also knows that he can only eat others if he has a short mouth, but he has a short hand.
There is no need to agree to illusory things for these external things.
However, Li Shengli's actions made Ding Xie notice something slightly different.
It seems that the sect's punishment against him will not be very severe, otherwise Li Shengli would not be so diligent, which means that at least half of his worries can be relieved.
But we still cannot relax, as the will of the superiors may change due to the details of the interrogation.
Still have to be prepared.
This chapter has been completed!