Tu Shanjun looked at the monk standing next to the great elder Pei.
That's an old man.
It is said that he is an old man only in appearance. In fact, he is just middle-aged and approaching the old man.
The first thing the Half-faced Demon Lord observed was the opponent's hands and waist.
Because there are many storage rings and storage bags in these two places, otherwise it would not be so convenient to access.
However, what is surprising is that his clothes are very simple.
A wispy blue shirt, cloth shoes and white socks.
Her hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin.
There was no jewels, no artifacts, and nothing else except a small sachet around his waist, not to mention the storage treasures that should be visible on the outside.
There are no treasures nearby, either they are hidden, or they are confident in their own strength to a certain extent.
Tu Shanjun looked around.
This is the land of the Pei family, so it is no surprise that there are any hidden treasures. Just like the green bell hanging high in the sky like the sun and moon in the Qingming Blessed Land.
Some people may think that it is a gift, but in fact it is a treasure.
…
"Ancestor."
The great elder bowed and saluted.
"That's...the ancestor."
The rest of the sages, who were either trapped or entangled by ghosts and spirits, watched in surprise.
Although they have not yet been defeated, in this large formation, it is very difficult to deal with the Daozi of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, who is a Taoist demon. If the Great Elder, the peak venerable, were not powerful enough, they would have become
The general was defeated.
Now that the ancestor is in front of him, he is ashamed, and the stone hanging in his heart has finally fallen to the ground.
Even though the master of this formation has extraordinary origins, he is no match for the ancestor.
"Ancestor has left seclusion?"
"Ancestor!"
"..."
The appearance of the ancestor of the Pei family made the direct monks in Qingming Blessed Land jump and cheer.
In the past, they could not see their ancestors.
Only at the Centennial Ceremony can we see the figure of our ancestors
That's also watching from a distance.
I didn't expect to see my ancestor appear after stepping through the barrier today.
As the Pei family's sea-fixing needle, ancestor Pei Luotian's strength is unfathomable. As for what level he can reach, none of them have seen it.
Saints don't take action easily.
Even if he takes action, it is not something that juniors like them can see.
In fact, they should be glad that the ancestor does not need to take action. Once the ancestor takes action, it means that the situation needs to rely on personal power to save the building from collapse. At that time, whether it is a genius who has not yet grown up or a monk who has become a true king,
No one can escape from such a catastrophe.
Of course Tushanjun understands the power of the saint.
This is the monk who has taken the third step.
The gap between Nascent Soul cultivator and Transformation God is not small, but they still belong to the second step.
The second step is completely different from the first step. Golden elixir monks can only use their own power, while monks in the second step can already change the sky and the earth, turn the world into nothingness, and focus on the earth to control it.
Under such a chasm, he didn't know how far the third-step monk could reach.
"Refining the void."
"saint."
Tu Shanjun held down the blood jade gourd and murmured in a deep voice.
You can understand just by listening to the honorific title of this realm.
Jindan is called the 'true' person, Yuanying is the true king, and even the Yangshen Venerable takes the third step to transcend the ordinary and become a saint.
In the Master Yuyan's dojo, I read many Tianyang Shenzong books, but there were very few records about the saints.
Originally, Senior Yueyan wanted to preach, but he was afraid of being influenced by Taoist Master's Taoism, so he stopped Taoist Brother Yueyan's words and thought of relying on his extensive knowledge, memory and talent to deduce the way of a saint.
The half-faced devil looked uncertain.
He knew that the white aura in the treasure gourd was a back-up left by the ancestor of the sect, so he dared to face the saint.
When he arrived at Pei's house, he was already prepared for the worst, which was to meet Pei's ancestor.
However, when I really meet a saint, I don't know whether I should inspire that aura.
After thinking about this, Sanniang was about to look sideways at Yuantian, but he stopped her momentum abruptly.
He didn't know the methods of the saint monks. If Sanniang fell into the hands of the other party, there would be endless troubles.
So he said in a deep voice: "Senior seems to be reasonable."
"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Pei family of the Great Weapon Sect. It is actually a matter of loyalty and entrustment to others." Tu Shanjun said so, but never moved his hand away from the blood jade gourd.
This is his last source of support, and he cannot just give up the support in his hands just because the other party is strong and easy-going. This is tantamount to surrendering his life to others.
Having his life controlled by others is what Tu Shanjun hates the most.
Pei Luotian smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I know. I also know that Lao San had taken action against you back then. But he returned without success and was seriously injured. Lao San told me everything.
However, I should have advised the clan members, but you also know that I also need to practice, and I cannot interfere too much in family affairs."
"If you interfere too much, the tribe will lack vitality and become my vassals."
"I don't want to do that."
The Half-faced Demon Lord was surprised and said: "The way of Tao is natural."
"It seems like my kid's talent is really scary."
Tushanjun was silent for a long time.
Being able to let go is indeed an extremely noble quality.
Although many people murmur endlessly, in fact, when things happen to them, they want to put everything under their control, as if if the world does not revolve around them, the world is wrong and everyone is wrong.
However, freedom requires constraints after all.
Just like strength needs restraint.
"My friend, can you please let me, the younger generation go first?"
Tu Shanjun looked back and saw that the five venerables who rushed to rescue each were in danger of falling.
However, the Venerable is really powerful. Even if Tu Shanjun uses all his methods, he cannot kill them in a short time, so there is no need to ask for being hostages.
With a wave of his hand, the big net was divided, and the Yin Shen returned to the clouds, just like the figures in the mural on the stone wall returned to their places.
The blood shadow formed by the blood killing technique also fell into Tushanjun's body as if flowing backwards.
A firework that exploded freely with silver, white, black and red sword energy was retracted.
Pei Mingru finally let out a long sigh of relief.
He hurried to the ancestor's side, bowed his hands, called him ancestor, and hid his face.
The other four were not much better, and were in an unspeakable state of embarrassment. Now that their ancestor had come out of seclusion, they were naturally like silent insects.
Even if you have any ideas, it's not easy to say anything at this time.
Pei Luotian's eyes passed over the venerables and he didn't say much.
This is not the time to teach the younger generation. It is not too late to wait until behind closed doors.
Moreover, at this time, not only most of the venerables appeared, but many of the descendants were also in the blessed land. If they spoke harshly, they would lose the authority of their elders, while if they spoke less, they would appear indifferent.
Pei Luotian smiled and said, "I would also like to ask my friend to remove the evil formation and go inside to discuss it in detail."
"Ancestor, why should we waste time with him..." Monk Yuangun whispered, wanting his ancestor to take action to capture this beast.
Don't worry about this person's identity or what cards he has.
This is the territory of the Pei family, shrouded in blessings, and the sacred relics of our ancestors hang high. Even if another saint comes in person, he will return in defeat.
Before the ancestor could open his mouth, the great elder shouted angrily: "Asshole!"
This time the great elder understood clearly. In order to avoid the tragedy of Venerable Weihan, he must let these clan brothers understand the situation.
Don't think that you can act recklessly just by relying on your cultivation and family background.
There is always a time when the boat capsizes in the gutter.
Although it is rare for a boat to capsize, once it does, it will cause a big fall.
This person is the Taoist disciple of Taiyi Shengxian Sect. The blood jade gourd that the ancestor is afraid of must have a trump card that can threaten the ancestor. Once it is revealed, it will be a real fight to the death.
At that time, if something happens to the ancestor, the entire Pei family will collapse.
It's like the Lu Huangzong whose ancestor died and had to go far away. How many people died in this process and how many people were involved and crushed into dust are simply unimaginable.
good!
Just assume that the ancestor is indeed powerful enough and use the ancestral sacred object to suppress this person.
What happens next?
If you kill Daozi of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, will you have to bear the corresponding consequences?
In this turbulent world, as the great elder of the Pei family, he has many things to consider.
When he took action earlier, he didn't know the identity of this person, and even after he found out, he didn't flinch back.
He knows what is 'most important'.
Even if he dies, as long as the ancestor is alive, the family will always be there.
There must be an explanation for Venerable Weihan's death.
Regardless of whether the Taoist disciple of Taiyi Shengxian Sect died here, or they died together, or this person was killed by him, he must let this person give an explanation to the clan, and then he will also give an explanation to Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
Therefore, he never scruples his own life and death at critical moments.
He did the same.
But, it's different now.
Now that the ancestor has come forward, he can no longer be good at using weapons.
If he cannot understand such a simple truth clearly, he is not qualified to be the chief elder of his clan, nor can he become an elder of the Great Weapon Sect.
Pei Luotian smiled and said:
"That's Sanniang, right?"
"I hugged you when you were a child."
"Come."
He said and waved.
Sanniang came over timidly, but still stood firmly beside Tushanjun and made no other movements.
Seeing that the situation had eased, Tu Shanjun withdrew the formation. The ghost kings from all directions gathered around him, and millions of ghost soldiers, like clouds and mist sweeping across the heaven and earth, opened a Netherworld avenue and poured into the soul flags.
Tu Shanjun holds the soul flag in his left hand and holds the blood jade gourd in his right hand.
"Go and get busy."
Pei Luotian waved his hand.
"Ancestor..."
The great elder spoke quickly.
"Wan Ming, you are the great elder and the elder of the sect's Discipline Hall. You are also very busy. Not only with your spiritual practice, but also with your own cultivation."
As he spoke, he patted the great elder on the shoulder and dismissed all the venerables.
"My child, you are suffering!"
Being held by this hand, Sanniang felt an unspeakable grievance welling up in her heart.
From childhood to adulthood, I have been wandering for half my life.
Being unable to get back what originally belongs to you, and being unable to control your own destiny, is like a small boat that cannot control its drifting direction on a surging river.
At this moment, even the strongest person cannot help but burst into tears.
"I know you must have a lot of questions."
"But you don't have to say it."
"Whatever you want to know, I will tell you."
"I will help you with whatever you want to take away."
"If you don't want to, no one in the Pei family can force you."
"the same as you."
With that said, Pei Luotian looked at the silent Half-faced Demon Lord.
Tu Shanjun opened his mouth and whispered: "But I killed Venerable Weihan after all. People cannot be resurrected after death..."
It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies.
However, he did kill someone after all.
If there is still room for maneuver like this, Tushanjun realizes that he cannot do it given his own level.
He has always advocated revenge for eternity.
Nor does he object to others seeking revenge from him.
He doesn't care.
[Please move your fingers and share this website to Facebook so that we can continue to operate]
This chapter has been completed!