Chapter 884 No leakage

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Chapter 885 No leakage

The teacher lowered his eyes.

Silent.

Yu Linglong's phoenix eyes fixedly fell on the pale green face.

Many times, he was always silent, and even made people around him think that he didn't like to talk.

In such silence, there is a spring breeze hidden, silent but gentle, like the warm sunshine or the moonlight hanging high in the sky, sweeping away the frost and cold in the Iron Thorn Mountains.

Before she learned art, she had heard many things said by her teacher Tu Shanjun.

When he said it seriously but calmly, Yu Linglong was really shocked.

As time went by, she gradually seemed to have forgotten how harsh Tushanjun was.

Otherwise, why would she be shocked when she heard what Tu Shanjun said.

She may not have understood it well before, but now she completely understands it.

Because the teacher Tu Shanjun is a person who keeps his words consistent with his actions. He will definitely do it when he says it, and he will strictly abide by the previous agreement.

It was her handsome appearance and gentle attitude that made her overlook one thing.

That is, there must be many of the millions of Yin gods in the Zunhun Banner who are not enshrined by others like the family. Then...will the teacher Tu Shanjun be a kind-hearted person?

You may have a kind heart, but you will never be soft-hearted.

There is only a wrong road name, not a wrong nickname.

Then, how do people in the world call teachers.

Yu Linglong thought carefully.

After the incident in the City of All Things broke out, the widely rumored weapon spirit treasure was the Zunhun Banner.

The spirit of the Soul-Swallowing Banner is called the "Soul-Swallowing Demon Lord" by the world.

People don't know the truth.

So much so that I misunderstood Master.

Yu Linglong's eyes gradually became serious, and she bowed her hands and said, "Although the teacher accepted me as his disciple because of many obstacles, he treated me with sincerity and taught me Taoism and magical powers to help me control my destiny."

"Without Master's careful cultivation, I might have been regarded as a bargaining chip in family marriage and married out to another clan."

"Now that the teacher is in trouble, the disciples cannot sit idly by."

"If the teacher takes action, it will be regarded as unknown by everyone in the world."

"Why don't we let my disciple do the work for me!"

"I will accept every insult."

Yu Linglong knelt down, bowed her hands, and bowed down respectfully.

He said in a deep voice: "Since my father and uncle have made up their mind that I will be in charge of the soul flag, this battle can be used to complete it. By then, the world will be so big that Master can go anywhere."

Tu Shanjun's eyes suddenly revealed a strange light.

If it was true as what Yu Linglong said, and if this thing was done well, he would indeed be able to escape from the Yu family very easily, which would be countless times better than the path he originally expected, with very few sacrifices.

It's just a life.

The life of a little girl who is not considered an apprentice is nothing more.

There is no need for him to take any more risks. The troops are moving in danger.

You don't even have to bear the risk of death or death.

He just needs to accept everything with peace of mind.

Anyway, it’s not you who dies.

Tu Shanjun stood up slowly, held Yu Linglong's arms, and pulled her up from the ground.

Well, look at Yu Linglong from head to toe.

Laughed.

The fangs curled up in his mouth pierced his lips: "The traitor has obtained my true inheritance, and he has used the Yinhun Pill to push him to the late stage of spiritual transformation. With his persistence, he is probably at his peak."

"Although you were born into a big family and have a lot of heritage, you may not be his opponent."

"Even if you win by luck."

"Let me go, you will die."

Yu Linglong shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of death!"

Tu Shanjun was stunned for a long time.

He stretched out his pale palm, wiped the moisture on Yu Linglong's cheek, and showed a bright smile: "But I don't want you to die."

"Don't die."

"Live well."

"This is my cause and effect. You cannot force it on you, let alone exchange your life for mine."

"I feel uneasy if you die."

Tu Shanjun thought he had changed, but in fact he had not changed from beginning to end. Even if he grew older and became stronger, he would still not do things he didn't want to do.

He has practiced so far and suffered a lot in order to become an immortal, but he still doesn't want to go to any lengths to become an immortal.

"Don't worry, I can solve all this."

calm.

Indifferent.

It's ethereal with a bit of hoarseness.

The monk who seemed to be at the same level as her just now, now straightened his back, was actually eight feet tall.

The most she could reach was the chest of the tall red-haired monk in front of her.

Looking up along the strong chest, the blue-white neck is like jade, and on the angular profile is a pair of calm and bright black and red eyes.

Look down.

Looked at him vertically and horizontally.

Yu Linglong immediately felt at ease.

However, the Yu family is a wealthy family after all.

There are too many monks.

There are countless great monks.

"If my plan fails, you will be in charge of the soul flag."

"Until then, just wait."

Waiting without doing anything is actually more painful than doing anything.

No matter what you are busy with, whether it is useful work or useless work, there is still hope in the end, and waiting is completely placing hope in the hands of others.

Even though this other person is the teacher Tu Shanjun, it still makes people feel uneasy.

However, in order not to cause any trouble, Yu Linglong still nodded in agreement.

"Go ahead."



It was already dusk when Mengzhi returned to the dojo.

The sunny day is about to fall.

The sunset is infinite.

Meng Zhi’s shadow was lengthened.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, Meng Zhi, who was already in a good mood, felt as happy as if he was bathing in divine light.

He has signed a big terror contract with the Yu family, and some of the resources promised by the Yu family have also been sent to him. With such pride, he completely believes that his own path is the most correct path.

He has reached the peak of becoming a god, and he can only try to become a saint after comprehending the mountain realm.

In fact, you don’t need to be in a mountain environment to try it, but you will most likely fail.

Such huge resources cannot be turned into the cost of trial and error. Even the Yu Family of Guxianlou cannot afford trial and error to young geniuses who have not understood the mountain realm.

The thirty-six heavenly materials and seventy-two earthly treasures required for sanctification can wait slowly.

He must hold the Great Holy Pill of Return to Heaven, the Holy Qi of Three Brilliance and the Holy Five Spirits in his hands.

After all, they are surrounded by all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures. The remaining treasures need to be searched specifically for the individual saint monks. There is only a small half in the Yu family's treasure house, and the remaining half can be found from the Ancient Immortal Tower.

However, the price to pay is certainly not small.

As for those extremely remote treasures that need to be checked and filled, reliable information needs to be found.

Anyway, it is really difficult to assemble such a set of treasures.

No wonder the Yu family treats it so cautiously.

"Only 20% of the three-hundred-year promise has passed, and I have already reached the peak of divine transformation and collected a small amount of treasures..."

Meng Zhi smiled and couldn't help but become gloomy. Although everything was ready, he had not understood the mountain realm for so many years, which made him a little anxious.

I have read the insights and experiences of previous saints.

I also stepped into the great secret realm.

He was never satisfied.

What exactly is a mountain environment?

In other words, he clearly knew that he could become a mountain by doing that, so why couldn't he?

Either he didn't do that, or he wasn't convinced by Huishan's method.

I am not convinced that I can understand the mountain environment by doing this.

"Still, between the Yu family and Master, I am not a mountain."

Meng Zhi said softly.

Because he was in a bad situation, he couldn't understand?

"Fame and fortune should also be mountains."

"And it's a very high mountain."

"How could I not realize the mountain?"

Meng Zhi squinted his eyes and walked on the long corridor.

Since he broke through the late stage of spiritual transformation in seclusion, the Soul Reverend Banner has never been in his hands. Now that he has reached the peak of Divine Transformation, he is only one step away from trying to become a saint. It is also time to get the Soul Reverend Banner of the Fire Vein of the Underground Palace back.

The corridor is hot.

The air surges out like ripples.

“To become a saint, does it mean to become a high mountain, or to see the mountain and understand the meaning of the mountain, as if it were the true meaning?”

"You should see the mountain first and then build it."

“To see a mountain is to understand the mountain environment, and to become a saint only when you build a mountain!”

Unknowingly, he was already approaching.

The fire vein underground palace suddenly became enlightened.

The red-haired figure in front of the big forge raised the hammer in his hand without looking back.

A hammer fell,

Sparks splash.

The loud sound drowned out the burning of the forge and the flow of fire veins. He didn't seem to notice the person coming at the gate of the underground palace behind him, and was still immersed in his own world.

"Disciple Meng Zhi, pay homage to Master!"

The red-haired monk in front of the forge put down the hammer in his hand.

He said calmly: "You are used to not going to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. Why did you come here today?"

"No matter what happens to you, your father-in-law can help you solve it."

Meng Zhi was suddenly startled.

Tu Shanjun's voice was calm, but with an unspeakable coldness.

It's like he already knows what he's doing.

Rolling his eyes

Suddenly he realized that the monks from the Yu family might have sold him.

Since he is just the spokesperson of the Soul Banner, it is better to completely alienate him and the weapon spirit. In this case, the Yu family can master the Soul Banner without paying any price, and can also take back the sacred treasures of heaven, materials and earth.

Plop.

Meng Zhi knelt straight on the ground.

While he kowtowed, he burst into tears.

"Master, please listen to what I have to say."

"Say it."

Meng Zhi was at least a little clever. He did not choose to deceive, but told the truth directly and frankly, and used his spiritual consciousness to enter the dream to go to the world of soul flags.

he knows.

In his dojo, there is no secret that can be hidden from the great sage of the second realm.

He had to go to the Soul Flag World to hide everything.

Only then can we take the initiative to contact the Yu family.

Big world.

Inside the Taoist temple.

Meng Zhi knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Master."

"You must understand my disciple's hard work. After I become a saint, I will be more sure of accomplishing great things, and I will be able to complete Master's grand plan."

"I have absolutely no intention of selling my master to the Yu family. What I said and did is nothing more than hypocrisy and compromise with the Yu family."

"You should discuss it with me first."

"I know you won't agree."

"You are a person who would rather be a piece of jade than a piece of shit. How could you do something that is not true to your word?"

"So let the disciples do these dirty things."

"As someone who doesn't know anything about it, you can stay or go at your own discretion."

Tu Shanjun looked at Meng Zhi who was crying and his eyes were always calm.

He just said lightly: "So, did I blame you wrongly?"

"Don't dare."

A little while, two updates.


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