Chapter 886 Opportunity
"You have always been kind to me, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am a reborn parent."
"I, Mengzhi, will never dare to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, even if I see you again."
"Master Mingjian, I have no intention of keeping you in the Yu family forever."
"I have now obtained enough heavenly materials and earthly treasures to become a saint. As long as you, Master, give me your full support to become a saint, the moment I become a saint, I will go far away to other great realms with the Soul Banner."
"I listen to you and leave the Yu family."
Tu Shanjun said: "If the Zunhun Banner becomes a holy weapon, but you don't sell it to the Yu family, you will not just die physically and spiritually for breaking your oath."
Meng Zhi said firmly: "This is what a disciple should do."
"At that time, the body and soul were dead, and it was just a way of repaying Master's kindness."
"Master, if you don't believe it."
"To prove my innocence, I am willing to go to the master's place now with the Soul Flag, and absorb the evil energy of the Tiger Tomb to start the Holy Tribulation."
"Please master, please let me pick up the soul flag and give me a chance to prove myself."
Tu Shanjun looked at Meng Zhi kneeling in front of him, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
In fact, he did not want his disciples to sacrifice their lives.
However, at this moment, he hoped that what Meng Zhi said was true.
True and false.
False and true.
In the end, which sentence from your mouth is the truth?
In the end, which one is the most true idea.
Tushanjun sighed.
If you punish without teaching, then the punishment will be complicated and evil will prevail; if you teach without punishing, then the traitors will not be punished.
The same goes for treating your disciples.
"good."
"I'll give you... one last chance."
Waving his pale palm, a three-foot small flag appeared in the red-haired monk's hand.
With the blessing of mana, the three-foot small flag suddenly turned into a foot-long flag. The black gold main pole was surging with lava blood lines. The evil skeleton ghost at the far end bit the huge blue-black flag cloth, and two ghost claws grasped the secondary flag.
What appeared in front of him was a top-notch Taoist soldier.
Meng Zhi's eyes flashed with light.
Head up.
Can't wait to pick it up.
Meng Zhi, who was holding the soul flag with both hands, was overjoyed. He was about to take the soul flag away, but found that the pale palm was still holding the soul flag tightly and did not let go.
Meng Zhi couldn't help but look up at the owner of the pale palm, and saw the solemn-looking Tushanjun's black-red eyes staring at him.
Staring at him made his heart tremble.
"Master..."
"Is that really what you really think?"
Tu Shanjun asked again.
Mengzhi said without hesitation: "Yes."
That was indeed his idea. He did not deceive Master Tushanjun. He never thought of handing over the soul flag from the beginning to the end.
Maybe once, when he learned that the soul flag could be advanced, he completely realized that such a treasure that reaches the sky can only be in his own hands.
"You will not sell the Soul Reverend Banner to the Yu family."
"Won't!"
"You just want to use the Yu family to become a saint, so that you can have more ability to protect yourself."
"That's right!"
"You will help the Soul Banner become a holy weapon."
"Yes."
Meng Zhi nodded and agreed that he would indeed help Hun Banner become a holy weapon, but that would only happen after his cultivation level was high enough.
It is not safe enough for him to become a saint. He must at least reach the level of Dao Lord, then return the advanced soul flag to the Yu family, and then 'borrow' it from the Yu family again.
There was deep disappointment in his black and red eyes.
He also let go of his hand.
Others may not see Mengzhi's true intention, but Tushanjun already understands that what Mengzhi wants to do is to benefit from both parties, and then use his cultivation level to gain absolute dominance.
Because this apprentice can sacrifice too many things for himself.
Everything Meng Zhi does will never benefit others. All the benefits must be taken by him alone.
This is Meng Zhi.
brave.
He is indeed willing to sacrifice anything.
In order to achieve the goal, he will do whatever it takes, and he is not afraid of any sacrifice, even his own life.
All this must be for himself, not for others. Not for Tu Shanjun, the master, nor for the Yu family, a springboard.
"Master, don't believe it?"
Meng Zhi looked serious.
He stood up slowly and said: "If Master doesn't believe it, I can go to Hu Tomb now to help Master start the Holy Tribulation."
"help me?"
"I think they want to suppress me."
Tushanjun said coldly.
Meng Zhi wanted to go to Huzhong with the Soul Flag now because he felt that his current methods were enough to restrain Tu Shanjun.
In other words, before Tu Shanjun fully understood everything, he took the lead in suppressing the true body of the soul flag weapon spirit existing in Huzhong.
Seeing that his plan was exposed, Meng Zhi simply stopped pretending and laughed: "The Soul Banner is in Master's hand, and I am even more afraid. I am afraid that Master will use the Soul Banner to start a holy tribulation at any time and involve me too."
If I enter it, with my strength and Master's hostility towards me, I will definitely die in the disaster."
"But things are different now."
"The Honored Soul Banner has fallen into my hands."
"Without the soul flag, Master, even if you leave the Tiger Tomb, you will not be able to induce the mighty evil energy to infuse the soul flag. How can you start the holy tribulation?" Meng Zhi stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his knees.
He said calmly: "I originally planned to advance to the saint level before doing so, but my current cultivation level is really not safe enough."
"But since Master has seen through my plan, I have nothing to hide."
Meng Zhi said with a smile. He smiled and looked at Tu Shanjun on the other side. He had already expected that the master's handsome face must have become distorted.
However, when he looked over, he was disappointed.
Tushanjun, who was standing beside the table, was very calm from beginning to end.
His face was calm and his expression was peaceful. Even his eyes did not move at all, as calm as an unfathomable cold pool.
At this moment, the black and red stars in the sky reflected on the cold pool were watching him.
Meng Zhi was suddenly shocked.
Take two steps back.
How could Lord Tushan be so calm after hearing such news, without any trace of panic, or even look shaken at all, unless... the soul-revering flag in his hand was fake.
Only this method can break the current dilemma of treasures falling into the hands of others.
Thinking of this, Meng Zhi suddenly woke up and looked at the soul flag in his hand.
He had returned to the Fire Vein Underground Palace, and the Soul Flag appeared in his hand as expected. As his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, the scene in front of him shocked him.
The soul flag in his hand.
it is true.
Meng Zhi suddenly laughed loudly.
He thought Tushanjun was still pretending to be calm.
Now that the Honored Soul Banner has fallen into his hands, it is no longer possible to use Master Tu Shanjun's trump card to threaten him and make both of them die together.
Meng Zhi sneered as he looked at the Yin Shen in front of him who was wearing the skin of a master but was actually the Dragon Lord inside.
He said: "Master, you are not some great monk who came up from the bottom. You are born holy, because only the born holy can be so naive."
Tu Shanjun looked at Meng Zhi, who was still using the dream-entering technique to pull the soul flag, and knew that Meng Zhi did not want to expose the secret of the soul flag in the Yu family.
Ordinary message transmission cannot be hidden from the saint at all, so this is the only method that will work.
The coldness in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and his face was stern.
a long time.
He asked coldly: "Why do you do this? Even if the Holy Tribulation of Soul Banner comes, you may not die."
"Even if you have a narrow chance of death, or even ten deaths, since you are the master of the Soul Flag, are you not willing to shoulder your own responsibilities at all?"
Meng Zhi suddenly smiled and said, "My responsibility?"
"What responsibility?"
"Is it my responsibility to help you advance even if you die?"
"yes."
"Without you, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to obtain a Taoist body, and there would be no way I could change my destiny. Without the Yin Soul Pill, my cultivation would not have grown so fast. Without the Soul Banner, I might have died in the Sea Whale Gang.
Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will never gain favor from the Yu family so smoothly."
"But aren't these all help you have with ulterior motives to achieve your own goals?"
"It was originally a matter of your own free will, how can you say it is my responsibility."
"Now I have better ways to avoid my own death."
"The most I can do is keep you from advancing, at least for now. Why don't you just be a good person and help my apprentice one more time?"
"After I become a saint, I will honor you well."
Meng Zhi stood up and walked out of the Fire Vein Underground Palace, and without hesitation turned into a escaping light and headed towards the distant sky.
He had to rush to Huzhong so that he could take action while the master was busy with himself. Otherwise, when the master himself got out of trouble, he might have to go through a fierce battle with a near-death outcome.
He thought Tushanjun would stop him.
Even without the main weapon spirit, there are still too many powerful people in the banner.
As long as one person takes action, he will get into trouble.
However, unexpectedly, even the old dragon who was wearing the skin of the master returned to the soul flag.
"Are you going to kill your master?"
"No."
"I'm just scared."
"I'm afraid that you are too powerful."
"So, you can just stay at the peak of Divine Transformation forever." Meng Zhi clutched the Soul Flag tightly and prepared for it. He was really afraid of when the master would take action.
He knew that the main soul of the soul flag could backfire, so he had to deal with the master's body spirit now.
Over the years, he has not only improved his cultivation, but also collected many treasures and formations aimed at Tushanjun.
Although it is a bit early now, his cultivation is still not strong enough.
But now the arrow is on the string and must be fired.
"You want to cut off my path to immortality?"
"You are just the spirit of an artifact. You have a long lifespan. There is nothing wrong with walking slower, or even stopping, right?"
A few moments.
Mengzhi has arrived at the place where he once practiced.
In his opinion, the grand formation here was no longer so clever.
Just wave at will.
The formation was immediately shattered.
The palace complex inside is revealed.
"Dharma Eye."
"open!"
Meng Zhi, who was searching the tiger tomb, frowned and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
He actually found no trace of Huzhong at all.
There is not even a trace of Huzhong, let alone the true identity of Tushanjun.
A shadow appeared next to Meng Zhi.
"Mengzhi, do you still remember what I said when I accepted you as my disciple?"
"What?"
"From now on, don't take what I taught you..."
Meng Zhi was shocked.
Then he relaxed and said, "Did you already know that I would come?"
"Did you move the Tiger Tomb and your own deity?"
"impossible."
"You can't do these things without magic."
"I can feel the consumption of my own mana. It has never been so great."
Tu Shanjun said: "Rebel!"
"So far, you are still stubborn?!"
"Do you know you are wrong!"
"I'm right. Why should I realize it?"
"Even if I want to be enlightened, I still want to be enlightened and become a saint."
"Holy?"
"A saint is a person who stands upright with heaven and earth."
"Are you."
"I have given you countless opportunities."
"Since you insist on doing this, you can't blame me for being ruthless!"
This chapter has been completed!