The ring-shaped Dao Bing opened one scarlet eye and seemed to be sizing up where he was.
The spiritual liquid in the soldier-raising pool was mixed with many things, not just spiritual energy and evil spirits, and he didn't know exactly what was in it.
Since the Daqi Sect could establish such a place, it must have its own secret method. How could it be easily understood by Tu Shanjun?
But it has to be said that as soon as the Zunhun Banner entered the large pool, the golden remains corroded by the golden fire pus on its body seemed to have been rubbed away with a brush.
Golden light emerged, and the bumpy areas returned to the color of black gold mixed with scarlet.
The surging lava-like light is looming.
Half a month ago.
Tushanjun was careful.
I was afraid that the Zunhun Banner would make some big noise and attract the monks from the Great Weapon Sect to investigate.
Therefore, even if the evil spirit is absorbed, it is very likely to be controlled.
However, what Tu Shanjun didn't expect was that the evil spirit absorbed by the soul flag did not disturb the situation at all, which gave him some peace of mind.
In fact, it was not only because he was afraid of being discovered, but also because he had no grievances with the Daqi Sect, and he felt sorry for draining the pond that was used to nourish weapons and weapons for nothing.
It is good that the situation is not stirred up. If it is really stirred up, Tushanjun will not simply give up because of this. He needs the evil energy to repair the soul flag, and also needs the strength to protect himself. If he really wants to cause something big, he can only do it later.
I talked to Da Qi Sect.
Tu Shanjun, who was entrenched at the bottom of the Taoist stone pillar, restored the soul flag, and an incomplete soul flag appeared in its original position.
Only half of the main pole of the soul flag is left, and the surface of the flag is torn as if it was burned by fire or torn by some external force. Most of the skeleton ghost's figure above it has also melted, and those incomplete places are covered with gold.
Covered in red light, it is the golden fire pus.
"The injury was quite serious this time."
"In the future, if I return to Xingluo Sea, I will definitely pay with Venerable Chuiyun's life." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.
Although his mind was relatively calm, hatred still welled up in his heart. If it weren't for Chuiyun, he wouldn't have ended up like this. If he hadn't been promoted to a Taoist soldier, and his physical body could withstand most of the golden fire pus, even Zunhun Banner wouldn't be able to do so.
It has to melt in his hands.
Those opponents in the past may have killed his main soul body, but Tushanjun did not hate them.
But this person came up with a trick to drain the fire.
It was obvious that he really wanted to kill him.
"It's still because I wasn't cautious enough." Tu Shanjun's eyes were very calm.
Thinking that they had wiped out the Hehuan Sect, they forced the Beast Control Sect to retreat, occupied the six domains, cooperated with the Yuandao Alliance, and were partners with the Alchemy Alliance.
Who would have thought that something went wrong in the Sea of Ghosts.
He had long known that Ghost Sea was related to the two sects.
That Kunpeng Yinshen is enough to explain everything.
I was really on guard at the time, but later I relaxed as the two sects became silent.
From this, Tushanjun probably saw it.
With his current strength, he has to cross at least a large level to see through his heel and heel, and it must be in a weak state, that is, the banner master is weak and has no aura to protect his body. If the banner master is strong enough, he can also cover it up.
There are no extra mental weapons to fight, and Tushan Jun calms down his mind.
The evil spirit gradually increased, gathering towards the location of the soul flag like a returning stream.
In the blink of an eye, small whirlpools were formed, and then the small whirlpools merged into large whirlpools. The soul flag was like a water pump, swallowing up the incoming spiritual energy.
Repairing the soul banner is obviously a long-term work that takes many years.
Tushanjun didn't intend to achieve success overnight.
The banner master is in Tianji City, and is protected by Grandpa and Grandpa's old friends. As long as he doesn't act stupidly, there is no chance of an accident.
Of course, as monks in the organization, they must perform tasks, but from their description, it seems that they can use spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to redeem their lives.
The wealth in that storage ring is not much, but it is enough.
After all, it is the accumulation of two hundred years by a peak true king. The little things add up to a lot, which is a considerable wealth even for the god-transforming monks.
Tu Shanjun doesn't care much about property. These things don't have much effect on him. Even refining them to make evil spirits and use them takes time.
However, it is still a bit of a pity.
He and Lu Jingsu didn't know each other, because they didn't speak the language of Donghuang, and they had no contact with each other.
Moreover, there was a remnant soul of Nascent Soul residing in the cloak. In order to hide himself, Tushanjun did not take the initiative to contact this person. Therefore, it can only be said that the storage ring was obtained by him due to fate.
‘If I can restore my soul flag, it won’t hurt to give it to me as a storage ring.’ Tu Shanjun thought in his mind.
Anyway, everything else has been given to his apprentices Wu Rong and Zhou Xinglie.
The storage ring in your hand is just for storing miscellaneous things. It is nothing more than spiritual stones, elixirs, and treasures for alchemy. It may be a huge wealth, but it cannot be transformed into Tushanjun's strength in a short period of time.
"Buzz."
The sharp and sharp aura of the soldiers came from below the stone pillar. The spirituality of the Tao soldiers made them extremely 'angry' towards this neighbor who wantonly devoured spiritual energy. It used to be a good army pool, and everyone could share the resources equally. Now there are weapons and they want one.
Taking them all will naturally lead to dissatisfaction.
Tu Shanjun sent out a majestic ripple: "I'm sorry, everyone, but please be quiet."
Those fluctuations caused by spirituality were not much bigger than water splashes, and they were suppressed by him in an instant.
All the Tao soldiers 'shut up' at the same time, and the ones who gave birth to tiny spirits just pretended to be dead, as if they were afraid that Tushanjun would go over and swallow them too.
"No weapon spirit?"
Tushanjun felt a little regretful.
He also wanted to see the real spiritual treasure.
What is the difference between the real spiritual treasure and this disguised one?
However, there are no better weapons, and other weapons in the province compete with him for the resources used for repair.
The spirituality of these Taoist soldiers is not worth mentioning.
They don't even have their own consciousness, only a faint instinct, which can disappear at any time due to damage to their weapons. If they knew what it was like, they wouldn't dare to offend Mr. Tushan.
It's true that he pretends to be a weapon spirit, but after all, he has complete mental and spiritual knowledge, and it is easier to deal with them than to crush ants to death.
Regardless of what he thought, the evil spirit was like silk threads woven along the surface of the soul flag.
…
Yangbing Mountains.
The foundation-building monks who were passing by felt the fluctuations in spiritual energy and couldn't help but take two quick steps until they came to the large stone pillar pool where the Taoist soldiers were.
That man was wearing the robe of the Great Instrument Sect and was a newly promoted inner disciple.
As an inner sect disciple, you cannot stay at the mountain gate all day long, you have to take over the tasks assigned by the sect.
I don’t have any skills, so naturally I can’t go to the spiritual medicine, spiritual field, spiritual plant garden. In addition, I don’t want to be involved, so I don’t want to go to spiritual mine mining, alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making... I’m not good at anything, so I came to Yangbing Mountain to be a
A strongman patrolling the mountains.
Yangbing Mountain is a good place.
The major spiritual pools are like vast rivers and lakes, and are connected to underground mineral veins, so the spiritual energy is rich and not much worse than that of the sect.
If you practice here, you won't have to delay your cultivation. You can also earn some spiritual stones and merits, so why not do it.
"Huh." The foundation-building monk stayed at the foot of the mountain. The fluctuations he felt came from here. It didn't look like it was spiritual energy fluctuations.
He originally planned to report it to the elder directly, but then he thought about whether he would be punished if it was a normal spiritual energy tide, so he came over.
"Senior Brother Zhang is here too?"
"Junior Brother Wen?"
"I also felt the fluctuation coming." Another foundation-building monk bowed his hands and saluted, and at the same time continued: "It would be too early to say that it is an ordinary spiritual energy tide."
"How about we go up the mountain and take a look?"
The monk known as Senior Brother Zhang was the first to start climbing, and then the two of them climbed to the mountain where the Taoist Pool is located.
The pool is like a huge lake. The turbulent water waves hit the shore and make a roar. The dense and intertwined spiritual energy gathers in the sky. The long river of evil energy that should be rich is like a thin layer of mist, without its original appearance.
"It's strange. I always feel that the spiritual energy of this military pool is not as good as those of the seven spiritual treasure pools. Could it be that the sect is drawing the spiritual energy?"
The foundation-building monk pondered, and after looking around, there was nothing strange. That is, the spiritual energy was not enough to support the Dao Weapon Pool. Maybe it would be fine if the elders came to mobilize it.
But there must be a reason.
They had not received any notification from above, nor had they seen any strange sights. The only change was that the spiritual energy had decreased further, and the water in the Taoist Pond, which was originally like amber, was now much duller.
"Lingguan Dharma Eye."
"open!"
The mana gathers and condenses into light.
Even under the observation of Dharma Eye, there is still no change.
"Elder?!" the foundation-building monk exclaimed and hurriedly saluted.
It turned out that the elder had appeared above the Dao Weapon Pond at some unknown time.
"Who is this fellow Taoist cultivator, and why did he infiltrate the weapon pool of our Great Weapons Sect?" came the mighty voice of the Yuanying cultivator.
Divine light shone like a torch from the sky. With the blessing of the formation, a figure appeared in front of everyone. That person seemed to appear out of thin air and stood above the soldier pool.
It was a tall figure wearing a black and red robe.
Red hair, green face and fangs.
Scarlet black pupils flickered when his face was raised.
The tall figure stood above the soldier raising pool, stepping on the water, as if the whole person was floating on it, and then slightly cupped his hands and said: "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Great Weapon Sect. The situation is really urgent."
"I have something else to do."
"I will definitely go to the Great Instrument Sect to apologize in the future."
The foundation-building monk opened his eyes wide in surprise. He had just used his Dharma Eyes to look, but he saw and felt nothing at all.
When I see that person now, I feel as if he is as deep as an abyss.
Just one glance, and boundless fear grew in my heart.
The tall red-haired figure walked slowly over.
As he passed by the two of them and nodded slightly, the fear suddenly swept away, as if he was seeing the sun through the clouds and mist, and the warm light shone on his body, making his whole body feel warm.
While he was stunned, the tall monk had disappeared.
…
"Elder, why didn't you stop him?" Master Jindan, who came not far away, asked in a low voice after hearing this.
"bar?"
"How to stop a supreme true king?"
The Yuanying monk quickly used the token to open the stone pillar and check the Taoist soldiers in the Taoist pool.
These were all stored here by respectable monks. If any of them were lost, they would be from the great weapons sect. But what made him happy was that none of the Taoist soldiers here were lost.
I overslept and will update later. Don't wait any longer.
This chapter has been completed!