"Calm down!"
Zhou Xinglie said this to himself.
This was the result that the two of them had already preset.
If such a situation really occurs, they will have been mentally prepared for it.
No pictures flashed in his mind, nor did he recall the past, but his eyes gradually became firmer, and even the original anxiety on his body gradually disappeared, like a gust of wind, blending into nature.
It also rescued him from nervous emotions, leaving him with only calmness and calmness.
‘Alas.’ Zhou Xinglie couldn’t help but sigh.
Over the years, he has never thought about this.
In fact, I don’t blame him. After all, he didn’t get Tu Shanjun’s inheritance, and Wu Rong not only got the inheritance but also stayed with Tu Shanjun for more than a hundred years. As a monk who is not very nervous, the examples Wu Rong listed are just
In order to convince senior brother Zhou Xinglie, Wu Rong should actually have a deeper awareness.
He needs to plan well with Wu Rong, otherwise the two of them may not be able to make it happen.
Of course, he couldn't make any moves now. After all, he was within the sect, and under the watchful eyes of the two Nascent Soul monks, he couldn't hide any small moves he made as a late-stage Jindan.
With how much Master cares about them, he might be able to catch him on the spot.
At that time, he would probably be able to tell the truth about his conversation with the wizard disciple without his master forcing him to question him.
set sail.
The released spirit boat is like a flat boat on the sky and sea. It looks small but actually has a large internal space. It is also in the shape of a three-compartment long pole. The Lingbao-class flying boat is of course incredibly fast.
Like a bird soaring in the sky, it is more like a fish diving into the bottom of the sea, but in the blink of an eye it has already left the sect's station.
Only after seeing the spirit boat disappearing from sight and flashing into the clouds did the demon guarding Dan Peak look away.
As he turned around, a figure appeared in the distance.
The man seemed to be walking up the long ladder of Danfeng. He was obviously walking very slowly, but his robe only swayed a few times in the breeze, and the man had already appeared on Danfeng.
The three-inch demon narrowed his eyes and then showed a flattering smile, and put his two child-shaped palms together: "It's unlucky that Mr. Rong is here. I have just accompanied Mr. Lie to Qianyuan."
The person who appeared here was none other than Wu Rong, who was wearing a black and red Taoist robe.
From a distance, it looks like a miniature version of Tushanjun.
Wu Rong smiled calmly and said: "Of course I know that the master has left. I didn't come to Danfeng to find the master."
The devil's eyes rolled, and there was a bit of doubt in his smile, and he said in surprise: "Why don't you understand what Mr. Rong said? If you are not here to find the master, could you be here to get the elixir? This Danfeng Hall
, except for Xiao Ke, there is no one else alive. If you want to find an alchemist, you should go to the Alchemy Pavilion."
This mountain is Tu Shanjun's retreat. Although it belongs to the Dan Peak, it has long been regarded as the main peak. The serious Dan Peak has long been full of people, and there are many alchemists, including the Jindan Master who can make alchemy.
, as for those apprentices who practice qi, they will not appear here. That's why the devil is surprised.
"You're right, I'm just here to find you." Wu Rong handed over his hand.
The devil is just called the devil, and he doesn't have a title. He is just regarded as a servant of the master. He doesn't have much respect, but at least he is familiar. Even though he knows that the devil is not a good thing, it does not prevent Wu Rong from finding him.
"Looking for a small one?"
"Young master, what do you mean by looking for me?"
Wu Rong pondered for a long time and said: "Old Demon, you should know that the life of the sect leader is not long now, and the divine weapon of Sheji is about to be hung. Since I am a hero of the sect, I naturally want to compete for it."
The devil, who was still interested, immediately said with resignation, "You can't argue. The lineage of the sect master must come from there."
"But after the death of the sect master, my master is the pinnacle true king. If I have the support of my master."
There was a touch of sarcasm on the corner of the devil's mouth: "Master will not support you. Don't waste your efforts." Looking at Wu Rong jokingly, the devil shook his head.
This kid Wu Rong is a good material, but he doesn't know the secret of the clan leader's lineage.
It doesn't mean that Tu Shanjun is his master and he will support him to take the position of sect leader. As far as the current situation is concerned, if you want to take the position of sect leader, you must not only have strong strength, but also master the Soul Flag.
Wu Rong was not shocked, but said calmly: "I will definitely stand up and choose the next sect leader, but I don't know if the old man will support me."
"It's useless, you can't win at all."
"Master will not support you..." The devil still shook his head firmly.
Of course, he couldn't tell Tushanjun's situation. If he did, he would die, no matter who he revealed it to. Therefore, he felt that Wu Rong was just doing useless work and there was no way he could become the next leader of the Taiyi Sect.
Wu Rong suddenly laughed and said: "It seems that Master has a lot of say?"
"The right to speak?"
The devil laughed disdainfully, and then raised his thumb: "I just don't care, otherwise in Taiyi Sect, I will be the one who covers the sky with one hand. I said you can't be the leader of the sect. No matter how hard you try, you will lose everything in the sect."
Even if the Yuanying monks are tied together, you can't do it."
"The master said that you can be the leader of Taiyi Sect, then you can do it. No one can stop you."
"Not even my uncle?"
"Taiyi?"
The devil's voice rose a little, then became confident and low: "No!"
Wu Rong nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for clarifying my doubts, but I will definitely stand up for the election. Mr. Mo, will you support me?"
The devil frowned, scratched his head, and thought to himself: 'Chaoba? How can anyone be happy because his ambition cannot be realized? Did I not make it clear? Or does he simply not understand how terrible Tushanjun is?
?'
"It will kill people."
"Of course I know, if the old demon supports me..." Wu Rong pointed to the unclear-looking white circle on the demon's neck: "When I become the sect master, I will find a way to untie your neck.
I dare not say that I will let you go free, at least you won't live like this."
The devil was immediately tempted. His eyes widened and he rolled around.
If Wu Rong really becomes the sect leader and takes charge of the Soul Banner, he might actually have the right to speak. And anyway, the family is fighting among themselves, so as long as he doesn't stand on the opposite side of Tu Shanjun, he will always get certain preferential treatment.
"Who else supports you?"
Wu Rong did not answer, but always smiled with a meaningful expression.
"I want freedom!"
"Then there's no need to talk about it."
Seeing that Wu Rong was leaving, the devil felt relieved.
If Wu Rong told him that he would be free, he would definitely not believe it. However, if this was the case, it would be credible. As long as the circle around his neck could be loosened, he would always have a chance to be free and would not be controlled by others.
.
Over the years, its strength has not improved much, not only because it is afraid of becoming a resource, but also because it does not dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately.
…
Sea of ghosts.
Three people stepped off the spirit boat suspended in the sky.
"Someone has touched the formation." The tall figure in Taoist robes and iron boots frowned: "This is not like an internal impact. It should be that a monk used great magic power to tear apart the formation, causing the evil whirlpool of the Ghost Sea to reappear.
Appear."
Taiyi's eyes suddenly lit up and he said warily: "How is it possible? With the strength of my junior brother, it is impossible for the monks of Xingluo Sea to break the formation."
"Yes." Tu Shanjun nodded and said.
"Junior brother is saying..."
"Two sects?" Taiyi blurted out the answer.
It's just that the two sects have been silent for too long. Since the last battle at Red Mountain, there has been no news about the Venerable.
Of course, unless there is a major event, there is usually no news about the Venerable. The Venerable's behavior is always more mysterious, and they have long lost interest in many things.
If we want to say that all monks are serious about it, then there is only one thing, ‘cultivation’.
Taiyi pondered: "How about we avoid it?"
He didn't want to fight against the sages of the two sects.
It's not that he is uneasy about Tu Shanjun's strength, but that he has no confidence in his own cultivation. Even though he has a trump card, it is not safe. The gap between the venerable and him is too big, in case he is killed by the venerable.
, and even Tu Shanjun will be unlucky.
"I'm afraid it's too late." The lines on Tushanjun's horns flashed, and then his magic power exploded, turning into a scarlet gas shield to protect the three of them.
Even if the wind blows from all directions, the mighty power of the ghost sea rushing under the sea remains unshakable. This scarlet shield is like a solid reef, no matter how violent the waves beat it.
Boom.
Thunder resounded from the sky.
The remaining formations finally became useless.
Soon enough, the evil spirit vortex of the Ghost Sea erupted into a majestic and sky-covering evil spirit, as if something was squeezing them out. Even the seawater in the center seemed to be boiling, trying to escape in all directions.
It was as if the sea had been torn open by an unknown force and poured in.
Amid the turbulence, a huge group of ruins emerged from the bottom of the sea.
No, saying it is a relic is completely inappropriate.
This place is more like an ancient battlefield.
The ruins left behind by the collapsed pavilions and pavilions, the broken foundation stones and collapsed mountains intertwined into piled hills, tall stone statues, decaying bones, boiling evil spirits, broken spiritual treasures, and the burning vastness
The earth... all shows that this is not something ordinary mortals can create.
"This is..." Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhou Xinglie was stunned, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.
It turns out that there is such a huge thing under the sea of ghosts, and the spreading evil energy is like the last bright fireworks blooming, without the original heavy and dull appearance at all.
Tu Shanjun said: "I wanted to come early to reinforce the formation in case the evil spirit disappears and cause a big change. It seems that it will be the same whether we come early or late."
Tushanjun understood after seeing someone destroying the formation.
Even if you reinforce your formation early, it will still be destroyed.
Taiyi touched the soul flag on his sleeve, turned around and said loudly: "Since the ancient battlefield has appeared, why not take advantage of this opportunity?"
As he said that, he looked at the huge evil spirit. With such qualifications, Zunhun Banner can be promoted to a Taoist soldier soon. Once he is promoted to a Taoist soldier, he can start collecting the resources used by Tushanjun to transform into a god.
Fortunately, Tu Shanjun is the main soul of the soul banner, so he does not need the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that ordinary monks use to transform into gods.
Otherwise, I’m afraid we don’t know how long we have to wait. With the current financial resources of Taiyi Sect, we may be able to go to the Eastern Wasteland to compete for the God-Transformation Treasure, but we may not be able to collect all the resources.
Tu Shanjun did not speak, but looked towards the vortex of the ancient war Jedi.
Peng.
Two figures exploded from the huge ancient battlefield.
Hanging in opposition.
One of the monks wearing a blue and white Shuiyuntian robe turned his head slightly and looked at the three people in the distance. His consciousness turned around Taiyi's body, and he frowned slightly and said: "The monks of Taiyi Sect are here to do this.
What?" However, with just one glance, his eyes fell on the monk standing at the front, wearing black and red robes.
"The peak of Nascent Soul?"
Another crutched old man in Yun Cheng Wan Lipeng's robe whispered: "Is he the one who made the Hehuan Sect leave Xingluo?"
"That's right."
"The person who can set up such a powerful formation is not an ordinary person, but he is not someone I know."
"But what difference does it make to you and me whether it's a lay hand or not?"
"The Taiyi Sect shouldn't have the same backing as the Hehuan Sect, so we can't use the big one to bully the small ones."
Taiyi cupped his hands and said: "Two seniors, I am the leader of Taiyi Sect. I don't know that these two seniors are doing business here. It's really presumptuous for us to leave now."
"etc."
"What are your instructions, senior?"
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to leave."
Hearing what the other party said, the smile on Taiyi's face seemed much stiffer: "Senior, we were just passing by and came here when we saw something strange. We also arranged the formation to seal off the Sea of Ghosts, and had no other intentions."
"Who believes it?"
"The things here are of great importance, and we must investigate clearly."
Taiyi's face immediately turned gloomy: "Senior, we have no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent times. Aren't you afraid of losing everything by doing this?"
"It is true that the fish will die, but the net may not be broken."
Lord Fuyao said calmly.
Taiyi cast his eyes towards Venerable Chuiyun in the distance. His attitude was non-committal.
Just as he was about to say something more, he saw Tushanjun shake his head.
This chapter has been completed!