The spiritual light soaring into the sky illuminated the scorched blackness after the thunderstorm.
"not good!"
Changshui's face changed dramatically.
The man's aura disappeared together with the thunderstorm above, and the huge spiritual energy gathered into a river like rain. No golden elixir master would let go of such a great opportunity.
Moreover, although the man's aura disappeared, the light of the magic weapon was far stronger than before.
When he came to his senses, the Blood Elder Monster and the Earthly Corpse Master had already harnessed the escaping light to rush towards the place where the thunder tribulation dissipated.
The blue-robed monk was surprised and also raised his escape light.
It's just that his brilliance is far inferior to the two people at the front.
The Ghost King of Netherworld couldn't see his expression clearly, but at this moment he was also chasing after them. Looking at the two people who were far ahead, the Ghost King of Netherworld murmured gloomily: "It would be great if that one could wake up."
More than ten years ago, the Heavenly Ghost King died in a battle with Daheishan.
When Daheishan fell, the territory of the Heavenly Ghost King was divided up.
Since then, the Netherworld has been much worse than before. If there hadn't been a great monk deep in the Netherworld who could frighten the two demon sects, it is impossible to say that the Netherworld would have been swallowed up by the demon sect.
This was not the time to think too much, he could only do his best to activate his magic power.
At the other end of the netherworld, Yuanying Zhenjun of Wanfa Sect, who had deployed a large formation to deal with the cave, felt the fluctuation of spiritual light and cast his gaze over. He did not turn around to chase the spiritual light, but turned his head and continued to stabilize the formation.
As long as the passage between Dongtian and Xiaohuang Realm is anchored with space talismans, it will be stable. When the spiritual energy nourishes Dongtian, although no powerful monks will be born, at least the creatures in Dongtian can survive by relying on this spiritual energy.
Nascent Soul Lord calmly said: "Stabilize the formation!"
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The soul-honoring flag fell on the high altar made of clay, and most of the main pole was inserted diagonally. The fluttering flag was fluttering, with a black background and red edges. Evil ghosts were hiding in it like clouds, and the ferocious ghosts were looking up to the sky, as if they were about to roar.
.
Tu Shanjun's true self was destroyed by thunder a long time ago, and he was unable to withstand this thunder blow.
It is correct to say that this is the double thunder disaster of the magic weapon being promoted to a spiritual treasure and the golden elixir master breaking the elixir to become an infant. No one can survive without complete preparations.
Sacrifice the evil spirit collected from the cave sky, consume the incense tree, and even put all your savings on the gambling table. Being able to win in the end is already a blessing among misfortunes.
The thunder clouds in the sky turned into a huge whirlpool, and the huge spiritual energy poured down on the soul flag like an inverted galactic waterfall.
"Chi."
"Chichi!"
The hot steam turned into clouds.
Just like a weapon reborn from a forging furnace that needs to be quenched, the main pole and surface of the soul flag cooled down in this vast ocean of spiritual energy, revealing the light that only a spiritual treasure should have.
Spiritual energy also carries a great evil spirit, and Tu Shanjun calls it spiritual evil.
Just like a monk's magic power will produce magical evil, his qi and blood will produce strange qi and blood evil.
With the influx of surging spirit evil spirits, Tu Shanjun's body shattered by the thunder calamity was rebuilt in the soul flag.
Double horns.
Scattered scarlet red hair.
And that stern face.
He opened his eyes suddenly.
The whites of the black eyes contrast with the red eyes.
The eyes widened at this moment, and their throbbing and flickering expression gave him an expression that should belong to an ordinary person. He didn't care whether his body had been reshaped, but looked at him with the eyes of the evil ghost's head with soul flags and longing.
to stimulate the body.
His arms condensed and appeared, and his pale palms opened in anticipation of grabbing something.
However, when he clenched his palm, he couldn't grasp anything.
"Why!"
He roared and moved his body in an attempt to get out of the Zunhun Banner. However, he could only watch helplessly as the bearded Taoist in red robe sitting cross-legged in front of him was full of cracks.
within the banner,
His body was reshaped.
outside the banner,
When Chi Xuan's body was blown by the strong wind, it was like the fragments of a porcelain doll falling from the body and shattering, dissipating between heaven and earth.
"I successfully survived the tribulation."
"I succeeded!"
Tu Shanjun whispered, he wanted to reach out and collect Chi Xuan's body, but he could not hold it even though he could clearly reach it, even if he successfully withstood the nine thunder tribulations, and the magic weapon was promoted to a spiritual treasure.
He just wanted to put away the body.
The corpse of a great master in the late Jindan period.
However, he could do nothing until there was nothing left in front of him.
Tushanjun stood there silently.
Startled and lost in thought.
Chi Xuan's life has not been unrestrained at all, even though he possesses power that other banner masters cannot match. He once fought against five golden elixir masters alone, and was even able to fight against an old dragon in the Nascent Soul stage alone.
But he didn't seem to live a free life at all, and he didn't have the magnanimity that a great master of the late Jindan period should have. He said that his favorite days were actually when he was eating green fruits in the Taoist temple when he was poor.
Tu Shanjun never asked why Chi Xuan liked that kind of life. He was like a stern old monk urging Chi Xuan to develop in the direction he expected. He even used a kind of cramming education to turn Chi Xuan from a down-and-out Taoist priest into a golden man.
Dan Zhenren.
Perhaps because he grew up in his shadow, Chi Xuan never had much temper or tolerance. He accepted everything submissively and fought tooth and nail for those who risked their lives for him.
He learned to be a leader, learned to practice, unite everything that could be united, appoint officials, and even kill people...
To overthrow that decadent dynasty was the desire of the rebellious people.
It is Tushanjun's wish to leave Dongtian.
It is the wish of Wanfa Sect to cut off the intertwining of immortals and mortals.
That,
What about Chi Xuan’s own wish?
He seems to rarely talk about his wishes.
Tu Shanjun's eyes were a little brighter. He remembered that Chi Xuan's wish was to become famous all over the world... No, no, that's not Chi Xuan's wish. That was the wish of Chi Xuan's master, the hunchback Taoist.
So what exactly is Chi Xuan’s wish?
Go back to eat green fruits, repair Taoist temples, and accept a few disciples to inherit Chiyang Palace?
It seems to be this.
Tu Shanjun realized at this moment that he had never regarded Chi Xuan's wish as a wish, not only because he desperately wanted to leave, but also because such a simple thing seemed to be realized without any effort at all.
Unfortunately, he died and it has not been realized.
"sorry."
Tu Shanjun apologized softly.
It's a pity that no one can listen to this apology.
It's not that he didn't want to talk about it when he was alive, but because at that time Tushanjun didn't realize it at all, and he didn't realize that that person had already been burdened with a lot of things.
The man dragged his tired body to the Imperial Capital and stepped into Burial Scenery Peak.
Because of this, he lived such a humble life as the Grand Master of Golden Elixir and carefully maintained everything.
"Thanks!"
Tushanjun lowered his head.
At that time, Dahei Mountain was attacked, and his family was destroyed due to a conspiracy. After falling into the cave, he desperately hoped that a monk could leave with the soul flag, and he even hoped that someone could step out of the Tao and let him perfect his true meaning, so he ignored a lot.
But that doesn't mean he can see it as an excuse or a reason.
"It wasn't Mr. Jing who mistook me, nor Old Long who mistook me. It was me who mistook you."
Tu Shanjun sighed sadly.
His eyes no longer flicker or waver, but are as firm as ever. The memory and sorrow should be hidden and should not be indulged in. As long as their ghosts are still in the soul flag, there is still hope.
The damaged Zunhun Banner was restored to perfection by Lingsha, and the cracks and gaps disappeared.
The soul flag now looks different from what it used to be.
After resisting the nine thunder tribulations, the soul flag has been promoted to a spiritual treasure and can hold tens of millions of souls.
A powerful defensive magical power was also born.
[Tiansha True Spirit Protective Gang]
Use mana to activate the Soul Banner to deploy the Gang Qi to protect the body. The specific power is unknown, but since it is exerted with spiritual treasures, Tu Shanjun estimates that its power should be able to reach the level of general defensive spiritual treasures.
Like other spells, the more yin spirits there are in the soul flag, the stronger it will be, and the more powerful it will be when used.
At this time, the Zunhun Banner seemed to Tu Shanjun to have made up for its shortcomings.
It is a spiritual treasure that integrates group attack, single target, attack formation, body protection and spiritual attack, and these spells are based on the strength and number of the Yin gods in the soul flag.
It seems that there are only about 5,000 Yin Gods in the Soul Banner, but in fact, the quality of these Yin Gods is not low.
Eleven golden elixir yin gods, nearly 200 foundation-building yin gods and thousands of qi-training souls are enough to make this spiritual treasure not inferior to other spiritual treasures in the hands of the Nascent Soul Lord.
Tushanjun frowned.
He discovered a problem, that is, his cultivation had not changed.
Although his golden elixir is already full of cracks, and he can feel the vibration coming from it, and the Nascent Soul is about to break out of it, he is still the pinnacle of the golden elixir, not the true king of the Nascent Soul.
"I am the Soul Banner, and the Soul Banner is me. It should not be that the Soul Banner has survived the thunder tribulation but I have not."
Tushanjun murmured softly.
As he spoke, his eyes flashed: "It's exactly what I thought!"
The promotion of Soul Banner consumed all his foundation, and consumed the incense tree that was enough to create a very high-quality spiritual treasure. He also received the spiritual energy tide from the sky to repair his body, but he lacked the Yin Shen to improve his strength.
Without Yin Shen, his strength will not improve. This is something he has long concluded.
Tu Shanjun's eyebrows were lowered and his face was gloomy.
I wonder if the fluctuations in Lingbao will alert those Nascent Soul Lords who don't appear easily. His current strength is only at the peak of the Golden Core. Once he falls into the hands of Yuanying True Lord, he will have no way to control his own destiny.
Rather than relying on the kindness of others to survive, Tushanjun would rather rely on his own planning and strength.
"It shouldn't be so quiet."
Yes.
It shouldn't be so quiet.
If this place was quiet before, it was because the border acted as a check and balance, and no one could enter without permission. But now that he has caused a huge thunderstorm, it should not be so quiet.
Light flickered in the distance.
Several powerful auras appeared in the form of rainbow lights.
Tushanjun, who noticed the breath, raised his head.
Looking at the bloody light in the front, he showed a ferocious smile. He chose the place where the Demon Sect is located so that he can swallow the Jindan Grandmaster's Yin Shen to increase his strength after he is promoted to Lingbao.
The Blood Evil Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect are obviously the best places.
They don't have the Nascent Soul Lord sitting in charge, and they are close to him. They can detect the light emitted by the spirit treasure. The monks from these two sects will definitely come.
I just didn't expect them to arrive a bit slowly.
Tushanjun was a little impatient while waiting.
This chapter has been completed!