Look sideways.
Yanfu's light and shadow casually summoned a cloud, and he leaned on the cloud. The old god, wearing his sleeves and robe, was watching Tushanjun, who was making moves.
Speaking of which, Tushanjun's move was really against morality.
Using spiritual treasures to smash other people's heads while they are accepting the inheritance shows no trace of the magnanimity or arrogance of a great monk.
But Tushanjun doesn't care about it. Any method that can kill his opponent is a good method.
The blame can only be blamed on the monks of the Spiritual Demon Sect for being too calculating.
He wanted to solve the Lingmo Sect's restoration plan from the source.
Yan Fu did not condemn Tu Shanjun, but looked at it very calmly, without any sense of nervousness as a master of the inheritance, as if the person sitting there receiving the inheritance was not his disciple.
Although he is said to be a successor, he is actually not equivalent to his disciple.
Tu Shanjun frowned slightly, but did not put away the spiritual treasure in his hand.
This is a good time to kill the Lingmo Sect's secrets. If you miss the opportunity, you don't know what kind of changes will happen in the future. However, Yanfu Guangying's expression cannot be faked, it seems that he really doesn't care.
I didn't know for a moment whether I should kill him or not.
"If I kill her, your Three Thousand Jam Buddha Dharma will be lost. Of course you will stop me."
"meeting."
"But it's more than that."
Yanfu Guangying shook his head: Magical powers and spells are very important to monks, but they are not that important. It doesn’t matter if they lose them all. The most important thing is to understand what path you are taking."
"The reason why I left the place of inheritance is because I don't want my path to be cut off here. It doesn't mean that it must be passed down."
"Senior, please speak clearly." Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes.
"The inheritance places great pressure on the monks' cultivation, which avoids a certain amount of internal fighting. If someone wants to start a dispute, they will be attacked by the backhand left by me during his lifetime. With your cultivation..."
Yan Fu immediately said: "Another point is that when she entered the inheritance place, it was not just for the inheritance. She also wanted to use the inheritance place to suppress her own obsession, and rely on balance to stabilize both the inside and outside."
"You can smash her head with this cone. Not only will she be attacked and killed by me, but it will also free her from this rotten body."
"The Nascent Soul and the Yin Shen at the peak of the Nascent Soul, guess what she is looking for first after untying them?"
Upon hearing this, Tushanjun's expression changed drastically.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator will never be able to exert corresponding strength without a body to rely on. At most, he can only exert 30% of the cultivation level of a complete body.
And as soon as she is liberated, she will definitely find a physical body to take over.
In this place of inheritance.
The light and shadow in Jamfu are the existence of spiritual consciousness, lodged in the crooked neck tree.
He, Lord Tushan, is the main soul of the Soul Banner. It is impossible for anyone to get into the Soul Banner without knowing anything, so there is only one choice left.
It was the same undefended Master Yuyan, sitting cross-legged on the third futon.
If the peak of the Nascent Soul takes over the peak of the Golden Elixir, even though the real Yuanyan has an extraordinary origin, the Yin Shen's strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, and she is no match for her.
Yanfu Guangying said that he didn't care whether others would inherit his Taoism. In fact, he attached great importance to his own cultivation path, otherwise he would not protect Master Yuyan like this.
Putting the Lingbao in his arms, Tu Shanjun looked at the peak Nascent Soul from thousands of years ago.
Nothing was said, nothing was done.
He had already reasoned this out on his own. Since he knew that such a situation would occur, he would not kill the person in front of him in order to eliminate the foundation of the Spiritual Demon Sect's restoration.
If it weren't for those remnants, there would have been no intersection between the two of them.
"When will she wake up?"
Yan Fu Guangying is smiling.
Although there was a soft light at that time, Tushanjun still saw a smile and silence in it.
I understand in my heart.
The powerful spiritual consciousness seemed to speak very little, but in fact it still passed over him with disdain and indifference.
After all, Tushanjun is just the main soul of a spiritual treasure, not even a monk.
If the other party hadn't been trapped here for too long, he probably wouldn't have said much at all.
"Perhaps Senior Yueyan has accepted the inheritance and the place of inheritance has no effect, or maybe she will wake up from it after she solves her own chronic illness." He murmured a few words softly.
Killing her would make those remaining demons lose their thoughts and become obsessed with opposing him.
I don’t know how many troubles will arise by then.
Thinking of this, Tu Shanjun stared at the Nascent Soul True Monarch in front of him, and took out the black seal. He stretched out his ghost hand through his sea of consciousness, and grabbed a ball of black briquettes that was still on the ground.
The demon fell to the ground and kowtowed: "What are your orders, Master?"
"Watch her and let me know if she does anything strange."
Tu Shanjun pointed at the Great True Lord at the peak of Nascent Soul, and then pointed at the Master Yueyan and said: "Take good care of him. If there is any mistake, I will crush you to ashes, and the Yin Shen will be taken into the soul banner and will never be reincarnated."
Feeling that this was not safe, Tu Shanjun tightened the spiritual treasure he had refined, confining all of the demon's powers, leaving only the ability to deliver messages.
With the presence of the light and shadow of Jam Fu, even if the devil wants to take action, he will be stopped by him.
Just in time to insure Tu Shanjun's back hand.
Although Yan Fu Guangying did not move, and his face was blurry and unclear, the slightly surprised look was still revealed.
This is another sneak attack and another attempt to raise the devil.
Looking at the deity's spiritual treasure again, the soul flag is lingering with evil energy.
The main soul weapon spirit carries a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
No matter how you look at them, they are all orthodox demonic monks, and the demonic cultivator who controls this weapon spirit and spiritual treasure has never shown up. If you can raise such a weapon spirit, your cultivation level is probably not weak.
Yan Fu Guangying glanced at Master Yuyan on the third futon with an indifferent expression.
When his successors accept the inheritance, they should be advised to stay away from this thing.
Otherwise, you might be attacked by someone secretly at some point.
Tu Shanjun didn't know what the remaining spiritual consciousness was thinking, and he didn't want to care about what the other party meant.
Turn around and step into the door filled with white light behind you.
I don't want to stay in this place any longer.
He felt very uncomfortable staying with the remaining soul of the great power, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
As soon as it disappeared, the door filled with soft light also closed.
There was silence in the inheritance place.
Yan Fu Guangying looked at the demon that was balled up into black coals. His eyes did not fall on the demon, but on the white circle around the demon's neck. He sighed: "What a treasure. It's a pity that it's humiliated because you don't know what to do."
In the hands of the weapon spirit."
"It seems that the demon cultivator behind it is not very good either."
Without Tushanjun's restraint, the devil suddenly showed his fierceness.
It opened its big mouth and rushed toward the human-shaped light and shadow. Its instinct urged it to take action quickly, and the human-shaped light and shadow gave it a fatal temptation that was hot and tonic.
I don’t know why, but the white treasure on my neck is now a little looser.
The devil didn't care about this. Desire surged into his heart and turned into an evil beast on all fours that pounced on the light and shadow of Jam Fu.
The soft light descended and the demon head was violently pulled out. A wound deep enough to the bone appeared on the body, and black blood pumped out like a spring.
The demon was so frightened that he crawled on the ground and did not dare to move again.
His scarlet eyes rolled around, and instead of continuing to look for trouble with the light and shadow, he went straight to Master Yuyan who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.
"snort!"
Hearing his voice but not seeing his person, the devil shrank back as if he was struck by lightning, until he couldn't escape. He buried his head hard and kowtowed: "Spare my life, spare your life!"
"Master, spare my life."
Yan Fu Guangying clicked his tongue and said, "The juniors nowadays are so insidious."
He looked at the devil with a joking look in his eyes. Others couldn't tell, but his remaining spiritual consciousness could still tell the difference with the help of the power of the inheritance.
The departing weapon spirit implanted some kind of magical seal into the demon. He actually buried the fragments of his Yin Shen into the demon's Yin Shen. He used the white circle on his neck to protect the fragments and control them at the same time.
Devil.
A treasure that will tighten its neck whenever the demon has thoughts or actions that are not regulated by the Yin Shen Shard.
How insidious!
Tushanjun left without knowing what Yanfu Guangying thought of him.
It would be appropriate for the demon to try powerful methods, and to see what level of methods the other party can use. It would be worthwhile for the demon to die. After Master Yue Yan has accepted the inheritance, he can then plan for the peak of Nascent Soul.
Walk down the steps easily.
On the platform, Tushanjun tore open the crack in front of him.
Come out from the place of inheritance.
…
In the flat floor on the top floor of Dan Pavilion.
Barefoot Tushanjun found Ziyang Zhenren and Zi Shaoqing, handed them the tokens left by their masters, and at the same time explained to them the opportunities of the inheritance place.
There was no surprise on Master Ziyang's face, but instead he was excited and happy for Master Yueyan. As the adopted sons and daughters of Yueyan, of course they knew the inside story, but they just didn't expect the master to solve the problem so quickly.
"Zhenjun invited us here, it must be more than just this matter." Ziyang Zhenren handed over his hands and looked at Tushanjun who was standing next to the huge alchemy furnace and holding a scroll.
Zi Shaoqing also turned her gaze over.
"I will refine a furnace of fifth-grade elixirs for improving cultivation, a furnace of fifth-grade elixirs for healing injuries, a furnace of fifth-grade elixirs for cultivating spiritual consciousness, and a Yuanying-level Yinhun pill, which is considered a sixth-grade elixir.
medicine."
Even Master Ziyang was frightened by Tu Shanjun's generosity.
For fifth-grade elixirs, ordinary alchemy masters would not dare to mass-produce three furnaces.
There are even Nascent Soul level elixirs.
However, these don't seem to be the highlights.
Tu Shanjun took out the Great Black Mountain Seal and erased the spiritual consciousness on it. The backlash from the magic weapon made his internal organs vibrate, but he suppressed it again after a moment.
"Yangcheng helps me organize an auction. We must publicize it to all the Golden Elixir monks as much as possible and give them more than a year to prepare and get on their way."
"You should focus on promoting this magic weapon, but don't be seen as focusing on the magic weapon."
"What Zhenjun means is..."
Ziyang Zhenren's eyes moved slightly.
Tu Shanjun didn't explain clearly, and sometimes speaking too clearly is not beautiful. As long as Master Ziyang and Zi Shaoqing understand what he means.
Second update, later.
This chapter has been completed!