Until I returned to the copper gate.

Tushanjun also did not look back for the big-headed ghost, and did whatever he should do, as if he was not affected at all.

The big-headed ghost must have been frightened.

At that time, he wanted to commit suicide and never commit fraud. He could not imagine any internal thoughts even if he wanted to break his head.

After knowing the problem that Big Head Ghost wants to break through, Tu Shanjun felt that if he didn't make good use of it, he would be sorry for such generous conditions and would not be able to maximize the benefits.

Although it is risky, it is worth it.

The big-headed ghost was not destroyed by the Yuanling Sect and the Five Spirit Sect, which means that he is very strong. Not to mention winning over others, as long as he can stand at a critical moment, he can also make the high-level monks of the two sects have some concerns.

If he can buy more time, he can grow rapidly and gain strength.

Of course, it's not just that.

Tushanjun still hopes to use other evil spirits to improve his strength, at least to break through the current level.

However, Tushanjun no longer wants to do such insecure things. He is just that he is four or five points confident, which is also a gambling life.

It would be better to die directly in Qingwenguan, which would be much easier.

Throwing the dying double-horned ghost into the soul banner, Tushanjun immediately broke through the ninth level of Qi training, which was already at the peak of the late stage of Qi training.

"Sir, is something following us?"

When he returned to the government office, Wen Yue set up a small formation and used a mage stone to isolate the outer layer. This was a superficial formation learned from the Yuanling Sect. Unless his strength exceeded too much, it would be enough.

Tushanjun nodded.

The ghost following behind him was indeed extraordinary.

The big-headed ghost has his own tricks, and Tushanjun can't see the other party's feet.

This matter must be treated with caution slowly.

However, since I have practiced the nine levels of Qi, I have also studied the method of blood mantra.

Although Tushanjun did not have the ability to disintegrate it, he found a way to hide the blood curse. Unless the other party was very close to him, he would basically not be discovered.

Extending a ghost hand, the blue-black arms are strong and strong.

The index finger's oval nails cut their palms open, and black and red blood flowed out.

Tu Shanjun drew a spell on Wen Yue's forehead with blood.

Wen Yue stood there without moving, he knew that the gentleman would not harm him.

The black ghost blood lit up for a moment, and then formed a loop chain, extending to lock the blood curse rune that had become shallow, and then suppressed the original layer of blood curse spell.

As long as the past year and a half is over, even if Tushan Jun doesn't untie it, the blood curse will automatically collapse.

The person who casts the blood curse is a seriously injured monk himself, and his cultivation level may not be very high.

When you clearly know the principle of the Blood Mantra, you will reach two or three small realms, which is enough to disintegrate this mantra.

In other words, even if you don’t have that long time to use it to eliminate the talisman, you can still decipher it as long as Tushanjun’s strength enters the perfection of Qi training.

This exploration of Qingwenguan was very successful, and Tushanjun was quite satisfied with the results.

After knowing such a place, he reached an agreement. He probably would have a group of ghosts when he went back to Qingwen Temple.

Feeling the rune disappearing, Wen Yue hurriedly touched his forehead.

He said happily in surprise: "Sir, have the blood curse rune been disintegrated by you?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly, and the black mist condensed: "It's just hidden, and it won't be discovered unless it's very close."

Of course, if the Yuanling Sect sent a foundation-building cultivator, then Tushan Jun would have no choice.

"Thank you sir."

Just covering up has already helped Wen Yue with great help, and Wen Yue hurriedly thanked him.

This blood curse was originally a mountain that was pressing on his heart.

On weekdays, I am afraid of being caught by the monks of the Yuanling Sect, so I feel uneasy when I think about it.

Now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Even the originally tense spirit was a little relaxed.

Because it was close, Wen Yue smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

I thought the wine was spilled from somewhere, but after careful smelling it, I found that it was overflowing from my husband's body.

"Sir, why are you so rich in alcohol?"

When Tushanjun heard Wen Yue’s inquiry, he grinned.

He was in a good mood today. By chance, he found something he could eat and drink, and improved his strength while temporarily solving a problem.

If you are not in front of others, Tushan can be more free and easy.

It's rare to release it once.

Too many things are not easy to say in reality.

Entering the dream and practicing qigong cliff.

Tushanjun did not hide it, and used his magic power to modify his voice, making it less scary.

Only then did he tell what he saw and heard in Qingwenguan and listened to Wen Yue.

Tushanjun did not hide his deal with the Big Head Ghost King. The most important thing now is to strengthen his own strength. As long as there is enough evil spirits, he can quickly improve his strength.

It’s better to have anyone than to have him.

The big-headed ghost can practice the Great Perfection between the two sects by practicing Qi, why can’t we?

Moreover, Tushanjun also realized that the Yuanling Sect seemed to be too concerned about the Nanyue Mountain battlefield. Even the evil ghosts at the Qingwenguan gathering said the most about Nanyue Mountain during the meal.

This makes people doubt their motives.

And what is buried under Nanyue Mountain.

If you make good use of it and seek a balance between the cracks, you may be able to gain a certain amount of time.

Wen Yue nodded repeatedly, looking a little despaired. It should be that the master had the right thing, and the disciples obeyed the work.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the gentleman always asked him to help him settle the matter.

An original dilemma also turned around in the hands of the teacher.

In fact, the most important reason is that they have no strength.

I don’t know enough about the world of monks and cannot understand the style of monks’ behavior.

"Sir, there are great risks in making a fuck with a tiger." Wen Yue sighed quite a bit.

Tu Shanjun agreed with Wen Yue's point of view, but now they have no choice.

The Yuanling Sect put too much pressure on them, and the Five Spirit Sect did not respond, so they could only introduce new forces that could compete with them.

Only muddy waters can make fish. If you want to grow up safely, you not only need evil spirits, but also muddy the water in Nanyue Mountain.

It is best to pull down the Five Spirit Sect, who is above and conflict with the Yuanling Sect.

Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that he was going to ask about information about Nanyue Mountain from the big head ghost.

If you can get information from Datou, it will be much easier to drag the Wuling Sect into the water.

The next day.

It is easier to do something big, except practice and practice.

Tu Shanjun also extracted the skill seeds of the double-horned ghost.

"Ask the Po"

【extract】

【brightly lit】

The art of enlightenment is to use the art of using the art of enlightenment to unfold a transparent world about five meters, which can allow the art of enlightenment to see the flow of breath.

Qi flows faster than the body, so if you see the flow of your opponent's breath in advance, you can detect the next move.

If you die with the double horns, you will die on the Demon Ape Dingyiquan. The first move of the Demon Ape Dingyiquan hides the move. The breath is then activated after the move is formed. This is a blind spot among many people who look back.

"Oh, fight, fight, what do you think when you close your eyes? If you see my trick, can you dodge it again?" Tu Shanjun sighed.

To learn from the lessons of the bihorned ghost, don’t trust your ghost horns too much, but also trust your eyes.

Half a month flashed.

It will take a month before the war report is returned to the capital. This time, it is time to come.

"The imperial edict has arrived."

The long yin passed from outside the door to the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Wen Yue in the government office opened his eyes and said softly like a flat lake: "Sir, let's see if our plan can be successful."
To be continued...