The tall monk who had stripped his body quietly stared at the Nascent Soul monk who appeared in front of him.
Open your mouth.
Black and red steam gushes out.
Wu Zhu never dodges or avoids.
The eyes filled with honeycomb crystals are full of surprise and expectation.
He thought that the next moment, the news he wanted to know would come out of the monk's mouth.
However, he was destined to be disappointed.
Tushanjun lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The old devil is not good at lying and rarely tells lies.
Maybe a lie is harmless and can even be considered as comfort and turn into relief.
However, he still didn't want to say it, he didn't want to live up to this expectation, even if he was just a stranger, it made it difficult for him to tell a fabricated lie.
Therefore, he could only remain silent.
It is always heavy to say nothing.
It is also easy to misunderstand.
"Where did it come from? Who taught you?"
Wu Zhu stared at the old devil.
All he got in response was a long silence.
Even though the monk in front of him opened his mouth and rolled his throat, no words came out.
The anticipation in Wu Zhu's eyes did not dim.
He was still clutching the broken body of the soul clone tightly, as if as long as he held on tightly, the physical body of the monk in front of him would not collapse.
As long as the physical body does not collapse, there will always be news.
Tu Shanjun did not pretend to be generous and say "he understands". The emotions in this world may be similar but not the same. No one can fully understand anyone. For people like them, saying some innocuous words and pretending to have deep sympathy and understanding,
It's better to tell them the truth.
But he couldn't tell the truth.
How to deal with it?
silence.
Until flesh and blood turn into porcelain.
boom.
The body of the soldier turned into a majestic evil spirit.
As gorgeous as fireworks.
Bang!
The iron sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
…
"and after?"
Xu Sanniang looked inquisitive and curious, as if she wanted to continue listening to the black-robed monk in front of her.
The needlework in her hands did not drop at all.
Under the oil lamp.
Tu Shanjun came back to his senses, smiled and said: "I have freed the demonized body. Who knows what will happen next? I'll just ask Zhong Han later."
"At least for now, if we catch the awakened Xiong Ran, we don't have to worry about the follow-up matters, and we can clear your suspicion."
"That man is still a good master."
Xu Sanniang said while tying the thread.
"When I met them, there was a killer with a remnant soul... There is no difference between a Yibo disciple and a son." Tu Shanjun sighed.
"There is still a difference."
"You can have a son no matter what, but it's hard to find a direct disciple."
"Yes." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
It is quite easy for practitioners to have children, but they cannot control the children's spiritual abilities.
And having children is harmful to yourself.
The powerful monks all lock their elixirs, no matter they are male or female, they take out a part of themselves and combine them into a new life.
After all, the son is related by blood, no matter how bad it is, he has to take care of it. Whether the direct disciple is chosen by himself or by fate, it is quite difficult to find a satisfactory one. After all, if there is no blood relationship, if you want to form a deep friendship, you need more skills.
pay.
It is not difficult to guess that it is also because of the helplessness of losing one's own efforts, so it is inevitable to find an outlet to vent.
Therefore, the organization became Kuretake's target.
It's not that Tu Shanjun speculates on others with malicious intent, but that he himself sometimes thinks so.
If a disciple who has invested time, energy, and hope is suddenly killed, or dies due to unpredictable fate, he will be angry and look for a target to vent his anger on.
However, because he had been implicated before, he was unwilling to raise the butcher's knife to face the helpless common people. Maybe the people were both good and evil, and he could only deal with what was in front of him.
"Sword, I didn't bring it back."
Xu Sanniang smiled sweetly and said: "Dead things are not as important as living people."
Speaking of the sword, Xu Sanniang muttered: "If the case ends like this, it's not good to delay it on this basis. I'm afraid the Pei family won't let it go."
"You want to go back?"
"Go back where."
"Mr. Pei."
"I am the third eldest child in my family, and I have two older brothers."
"What about them?"
"have no idea."
Tu Shanjun remained silent.
In fact, he had no expectations about returning from the beginning. There are advantages and disadvantages to a large family. Those ancestors who are highly cultivated are usually unwilling to take care of things. They are more dedicated to practice.
Those in charge are usually monks with mediocre talents. Such monks have a common problem: they have a strong desire to control.
This does not mean that Gao Xiu Ancestor is harmless.
Ancestor is more dangerous.
Once they take action, they will start to lay out their own plans.
This can no longer be said to be a desire to control, but to use all sentient beings as pawns to help him achieve enlightenment.
Tushanjun also experienced a lot.
None of those highly cultivated and powerful people is good at anything.
"My father and Mr. Pei have an agreement that the third child will change his surname back to his original name, and I will be the third."
Xu Sanniang continued: "Pei didn't make things difficult for me. She just asked me to marry my cousin. I didn't want to, so I ran away from Pei and came to Tianji City to work as a steward."
Tu Shanjun said: "It's just their temptation."
"Actually, it's for the Taoist body."
"It's okay that you didn't activate your Taoist body before, but now you need to race against time."
"Only strength is the foundation for a stable life."
"How to do?"
"Practice."
"Too slow." Xu Sanniang shook her head slightly.
"What do you think?"
"Exercise the magical power of the Tao body."
Tu Shanjun immediately shook his head.
It is better to borrow his power than to borrow the power from the future in the dream. At least Xu Sanniang's magic power can support the avatar body of a higher realm to walk out of the Soul Banner.
I don’t know if the power borrowed from the Butterfly Dream Dao Body is short-lived or will always exist, but it will certainly not exceed itself by much.
Such methods must not be used until the last moment.
"Brother Tushan, what do you think?"
"How is your mother's side?"
"My mother is married."
Tu Shanjun frowned and thought.
If there is a stepfather, there will be a stepmother, and if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. I'm afraid I can't count on him.
"run."
Xu Sanniang was stunned for a moment.
In her eyes, Tu Shanjun is a senior high cultivator, maybe even a figure like an ancestor. The most difficult thing is his kindness, gentleness, and indifference as if he has everything under control.
Unexpectedly, the first solution to a problem is so unexpected.
"Let's leave Tianji City before Mrs. Pei reacts."
"Tianji Mansion has a route to Wanwu City."
"My soul clone checked the surroundings when I went out. Not counting your Aunt Xue's six ways, it is easy to avoid." Tu Shanjun's opinion is that it is best not to fall into this vortex, and it is best to get away.
With foundation-building cultivation and soul-honoring flags, you can quickly accumulate cultivation wherever you go.
Next, we can only look at Xu Sanniang's own destiny.
"good!"
Xu Sanniang also responded.
If I don't run now, I won't wait until later.
It was because she obtained the Soul Flag that she was determined to attack the foundation-building realm. Now she can use the power of the Golden Core or above, which is enough to support her in escaping from Pei's control.
The only regret is that the orphanage has not yet grown up. There are so many little ones who need to be taken care of. I don’t know if the Department of Nursing can send a good person.
I heard Xu Sanniang’s worries.
Tu Shanjun said: "Leave it to Zhong Han, plus He Shuli will take care of it, so don't worry."
This kind of thing is a piece of cake for Zhong Han, but Zhong Han may not take it seriously, so He Shu will need to know the details. Tu Shanjun thought for a moment and decided to refine the Foundation Building Pill tomorrow.
A night of silence.
early morning.
At dawn, someone called at the door.
Tu Shanjun opened the front door and saw He Shuli standing at the door. He said in surprise: "Sir, what a happy event. Master Zhong led people into the Gongsun Mansion last night. It is said that the mastermind behind the scenes was caught and Gongsun Wan was scared away. Now
The Third Law Department has published a wanted order for Gongsun Wan."
"I guess this matter will involve the Hehuan Sect."
The unstoppable smile on He Shuli's face had long given him away.
He had no hope of profiting from it, so it's good that everyone is happy now.
When he first heard about the 200 million spirit stones, he was scared to death. How could a master like him interfere with such a number? In the end, they were just ants that were crushed to death.
Last night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He thought about it but couldn't find a way to solve the problem.
I don't want to wake up and find the case solved by myself.
"Yeah."
Tu Shanjun nodded with a smile and praised: "It seems that Mr. Zhong is quite skillful."
After letting He Shuli enter, Tu Shanjun continued: "I didn't forget it was your turn. Today we went to Fangshi to buy the materials for the Foundation Establishment Pill."
"So urgent?"
"It's better to end it early."
The monk in black robes nodded slightly.
He has to keep his promise.
Moreover, it is not good for people to work in vain. He Shuli's foundation building is also good for the children in the orphanage.
For the sake of this incense love, I will take care of him.
After all, people like He Shuli are all-rounded and can do whatever is of some use and will not turn around and forget what he told them.
"Mr. Crane is here."
Xu Sanniang, who had recovered half of her mana, happened to see He Shuli at the kitchen door.
He Shuli quickly raised his hands and saluted: "I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it."
In the world of spiritual practice, people are mostly ranked based on their cultivation level. Moreover, this is the Demon Lord's choice, so he must be polite and considerate.
The two went to the backyard to discuss the plan, while Xu Sanniang raced against time to recover her mana.
Fortunately, the Yinhun Pill is very powerful, and you only need to sort out the spiritual energy.
Cultivating the spirit and practicing Qi is a special skill of monks. In addition, Tianji Mansion has abundant spiritual energy, so perhaps all her magic power will be restored before noon.
…
"have a guest?"
"There are no guests, Mr. He is here."
"That's just right."
The speaker was wearing a long, dark green water-covered robe.
Tu Shanjun was quite surprised because the person who came was Zhong Han.
It stands to reason that after Xiong Ran is caught, Zhong Han still needs to take over and investigate the follow-up matters, so why would he have the time to come here?
"Don't mention it."
"As soon as Xiong Ran was arrested, he was picked up by the Third Law Department. It was said that it was for investigation. All matters on my side were handed over to others."
"ah?!"
He Shuli was shocked.
Aren't you picking fruits?
"No, I was going to make a fuss. My master said that I would be allowed to enter the sect's holy land. It's probably just a matter of time."
"Then why are you here, Master Zhong?" He Shuli asked, cupping his hands.
"I'll return the spirit sword to Xu Zhangyin."
With that said, Zhong Han took out the long box used to hold the spirit sword.
"Return the sword?"
Zhong Han was greeted by Xu Sanniang just now. He did not take out his spiritual sword, but he took out his spiritual sword in front of Tu Shanjun.
This is quite intriguing.
He Shuli also felt a little strange, but in fact, he was more convinced of Tu Shanjun's identity.
If it were him, he would also choose to do this.
Probably because he vaguely knew the Demon Lord's abilities, he did this.
This is like giving a gift that must be delivered to the hands of the most important party, rather than letting the other party's vassal or subordinate receive it.
Zhong Han sat on the other side of the stone table. He put down his spiritual sword and took a careful look at Tu Shanjun's appearance.
Say one last word.
"picture!"
Then he added: "It's so similar."
"Oh?" Tu Shanjun's eyes darkened slightly.
At that time, he returned to his original appearance, which was the appearance of an evil ghost with green face, fangs, and red hair.
He initially thought Zhong Han didn't recognize him.
If Zhong Han recognized him, he shouldn't have reacted that way.
If anyone really remembers it, it would be Gongsun Wan who escaped.
Now it seems that Zhong Han's eyes are meaningful and there is something in his words.
"like what?"
He Shuli asked confused.
This chapter has been completed!