Sanniang steadied her heaving chest
He fell into the seat behind him, having exhausted all his strength.
He gasped for breath while looking at the tall red-haired monk who was already seated safely.
She didn't know what the other party meant, but even if she was the daughter of Brother Tushan, if she wanted to take the Soul Flag from her hand, she would tear off one of its wings without hesitation.
If one is not enough, get another one!
Of course she knew she couldn't take action, but she at least needed to keep the Soul Flag.
The red-haired woman sipping her tea smiled and said, "It is a good quality not to give up easily."
and nodded with satisfaction.
"I'm so happy."
"That's all my questions, I've asked them all."
As he spoke, he looked at Lord Yuyan and then moved his gaze to the face of the red-haired man beside him, and said in agreement: "Father is right, everyone has his own way, and children are not dependents, but independent individuals. .”
"Just like parents are not dependent on their children.
"We should always have our own way."
Tu Shanjun looked at Tu Shan Jinghong in surprise.
He really should look at Jinghong with admiration.
No wonder he was able to cultivate into the God-Transforming Master at such a young age.
In fact, he should have known that back then.
But the impression still remains at that moment.
However, time passes and people change.
Even if you are the same person again, you will eventually grow through the baptism of time.
This is beyond doubt.
As long as the news of getting married didn't come suddenly, Tu Shanjun felt that he could accept it. After all, he only had this one child and he hadn't thought about such a 'long-term' matter.
Maybe this is the disadvantage of the immortal species. I always feel that my own future is still very long, and the future of others is also very long.
Lord Yuyan laughed heartily.
Canran smiled and said: "Everyone is so happy, it's time to have a banquet to celebrate."
Push the cup and change the light until late at night.
Inside the dojo, the lights are brightly lit to welcome the morning sun.
This goes on for several days.
There is no end to the feast.
A few days later, Tushan Jinghong said goodbye and rushed to the sect.
He said that the sect still had urgent matters to deal with.
Tushanjun and Yuyan both said, "Business matters are important," so they didn't try too hard to persuade them to stay.
When we were leaving, I asked my father how long he would practice in the ashram.
Tu Shanjun also gave a reply. Depending on what Sanniang wanted and how important Pei was to Sanniang, he should still be able to deal with it for a while, and there should be no problem in ten or twenty years.
Overjoyed.
Then he said goodbye.
He said that he would come to the dojo to reunite after finishing important things.
Two years after Jinghong left.
The head of the Tianyang Shenzong's general affairs sect came to the dojo in person.
"Why bother me, my lord, to come personally?"
Lord Yuyan handed over his hand.
Huo Wenfa glanced at Lord Yuyan and said, "The elder knows exactly what happened to me."
"Pei, the Great Sect, is here to ask questions again?"
"No."
"Since there is no such thing, why should the sect master do this..."
Huo Wenfa said calmly: "Although he is silent, the Great Weapon Sect has delayed the construction of our sect's giant ship, and has strictly blocked taxes and the products of our sect and affiliated sects. The puppet iron that was damaged in the trial place within the sect I am no longer so diligent in changing the furniture. Do you think I, the head of the general affairs sect, can still sit still?"
"The sect is self-sufficient but does not have such a large market for circulation. Could it be that all the spiritual materials in hand are unsaleable?"
"This is a recipe for chaos."
"Everyone in the sect now knows that you forced Monk Pei to stay here."
The head of the general affairs sect continued: "The name is the shadow of the tree, and it needs to be carefully considered."
In fact, there is one most important point that Huo Wenfa did not fully understand, that is, such large-scale practices are not so unsolvable, but are easy to deal with. It is just a competition of knowledge and endurance.
However, if everyone is united and united, nothing is invincible, but there are people in the sect who hope that Master Yuyan will cause embarrassment for the whole purpose.
Having a strong force is naturally very important. However, no matter how powerful a monk is, can he still be stronger than his ancestor?
The ancestor said it was too far, so let's talk about someone who can reach it.
That is the sect’s holy master.
The holy masters of each sect are all grown up from the geniuses of the past generation.
No other monk of his generation could achieve this, let alone a junior whose cultivation was weaker than his own.
Before you have reached that state, all the power you can use is your own power, and you need to work hard to maintain it.
This is what Lord Yuyan is doing.
However, it was extremely unwise for him to take in the Pei monk. This was dismembering the 'power' around him.
A person walking on thin ice should not make such a decision.
This is a wrong decision that cannot happen.
The enemies and enemies used this to retaliate, the good guys watched and sneered, the followers were hesitant, and the loyal ones tried to dissuade... It was as if Venerable Yuyan did not take in a runaway monk, but did something treacherous and unethical.
It will cause pressure from the internal and external world.
And such tangible and invisible forces will eventually force him to make a choice.
"Yeah."
Venerable Yuyanyan said with a smile: "Since the Great Artifact Sect is going to block our sect with this move, it is better to shift the center of the strategy directly. I heard that the Heavenly Artifact Holy Land has long had the intention to cooperate. As for the rumors within the sect,
And those 'powers' that don't belong to me, after this baptism, I can see more clearly."
"Whether it's a hot stove or a cold stove, whoever cooks it doesn't."
"As long as I'm alive, everything will be fine."
"If I die, the so-called gathering trend will fall apart in an instant. Who should I entrust with my funeral affairs?"
Huo Wenfa stared and said, "You shouldn't be so stubborn for outsiders."
"outsider?"
"Maybe."
"If the sect master has nothing else to do, I won't leave the sect master alone."
…
Tu Shanjun said: "It's better to let me kill him."
Of course he was not talking about the general affairs master of the Tianyang Divine Sect, but the elder who stirred up trouble.
I heard Venerable Yuyan say that that person’s name is ‘Yang Houfeng’.
After all, he is still the grandfather of Yang Zongchen who sniped and killed him in the Blood Evil Sect.
Yang Houfeng is very powerful and has a high bloodline concentration. He is very likely to become the next leader of the Tianyang Divine Sect. He is considered one of Zi Daoxu's strong competitors. Because of this, Yang Houfeng wants to eliminate Zi Daoxu.
And then quickly.
He always felt that everything Zi Daoxu had now should be his.
Yueyan shook his head and said, "No."
"Not to mention Yang Houfeng's strength, within the Shen Sect, once you kill any of the core disciples, it is impossible to get out."
"At that time, even I couldn't protect you."
"Yang Houfeng is really not something to be afraid of. Among my six opponents, even if he is not the weakest, he is still among the bottom. The most difficult ones to deal with are Yang Houfeng's second brother and..."
Yueyan stopped talking.
He didn't want Tushanjun to worry about him.
I really don’t want this pressure to fall on others.
Moreover, Tu Shanjun's solution would attract the rejection of Tianyang Shenzong.
Yueyan thinks he can handle these complicated things.
"Do you have his portrait and birthday? Or take a drop of his blood."
"There is a way."
…
blessed land.
Xu Sanniang, who swallowed pills to preserve her spirit and practice her Qi, went into deep retreat.
She desperately hopes to accumulate enough mana.
Therefore, even boring Qi training did not stop her determination.
After reaching the realm of Nascent Soul, the essence of condensing mana remains unchanged. It is just that more advanced techniques are used to travel and connect more meridians and acupoints. This process is called Zhoutian.
Divide into sizes.
The spiritual energy is breathed in and out, travels in a large circle and sinks into the sea of mana in the Dantian, which is called a small Zhoutian.
Then the initially refined mana flows through the meridians in the body, stays in the key points, and then returns to the Dantian, which is called the Great Zhoutian. The large and small Zhoutian work in parallel in a huge cycle, which is the complete Qi training.
During this process, elixirs can be used to replenish subsequent spiritual energy, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures can be used to assist the process, which greatly shortens the time for practicing spiritual energy and improves the efficiency of condensing mana.
Cultivation is inherently a difficult thing.
Whether it is condensing mana, understanding the great road, or refining magical powers, etc., it may feel novel when you first start it, but after repeating it over and over again, even the most patient person will feel bored.
The most important thing is that I often feel that I am doing useless work.
Some spells are not as powerful in your own hands as in the hands of others.
No matter how many times I practice, I still feel inferior to others.
Moreover, most mana has no external form of expression, and it takes years and months of accumulation to see the growth of mana.
During the long period of time, many monks began to cheat and cheat, focusing on magic and supernatural powers while ignoring magic power. Although they could achieve temporary success, it was not a long-term solution.
The soul-honoring flag was also placed there, taking this opportunity to restrain the evil spirit.
However, as the main soul, Tu Shanjun was outside the formation to protect Sanniang and at the same time started making the 'villain'.
I saw the tall red-haired monk fetching a bronze mirror.
Reflect people's figures.
The man was woven with black and red silk threads and stood on the high platform in front of him. He lit a copper lamp with green blood and threw the silk book with his name and birth date into the copper lamp.
Let's look at the fire of karma soaring into the sky, forming an illusory black and red talisman, hanging in front of the grass man on the high platform.
Tu Shanjun sat down cross-legged.
Twisting spell.
There are words to read.
Shaking his head and shaking his head, he pointed out the illusory talisman that fell in front of him. The talisman immediately turned into starlight and merged into the little man on the high platform in front of him.
The little figure woven from black and red silk threads transformed into the shape of 'Yang Houfeng', sitting cross-legged on the high platform with his eyes closed.
"Raise the flags!"
The Zunhun Banner suddenly opened up like an iron scroll with a green and black background.
The service flags on both sides condensed into a twisted couplet.
"Ten Thousand Ghosts,"
"Soul-swallowing curse!"
At the moment when the seals were formed, more than three million Yin gods in the Zunhun Banner all formed seals on their hands.
"Fellow……"
Tushanjun still swallowed the last three words.
What he wants to do is not to kill Yang Houfeng, but to make him have no time and energy to deal with Lord Yuyan. As long as he can fight for a while longer.
What they are short of most now is time.
…
The altar rises.
Dharma arrives.
Within Tianyang Shenzong.
Yang Houfeng, who was practicing, opened his eyes fiercely.
He didn't know why, but he felt flustered.
My heart even felt a cramping pain.
The consciousness quickly looked inside the body.
Horrified: "What's going on?"
This chapter has been completed!