The spiritual light soared into the sky to shimmer the charred after the thunder tribulation.

"not good!"

The face of Changshui real person changed drastically.

The man's breath disappeared with the thunder tribulation above. The huge spiritual energy gathered into a long river like rain. No Jindan master would let go of such a great opportunity.

Moreover, although the man's breath disappeared, the light of the magic weapon was far better than that of the past.

When he came back to his senses, the Blood Elder Monster and the Earth Corpse had already driven the escape light and rushed to the place where the thunder tribulation disappeared.

The monk in the blue robe was surprised and also set up a light of escape.

But his light was far inferior to the two in front.

The Ghost King in the Netherworld couldn't see his expression clearly, but at this moment he also chased after him. Looking at the two people who were far ahead, the Ghost King in the Netherworld murmured with a gloomy expression: "I wish that one could wake up."

More than ten years ago, the Tiangui King went to war with Daheishan and died.

While Dahei Mountain was falling, the territory of the Heavenly Ghost King was divided up.

Since then, Netherworld has been much worse than before. If there was not a great monk in the depths of Netherworld who was enough to intimidate the two major demon sects, Netherworld would have been swallowed by the Demon Sect.

This is not the time to think too much, he can only do his best to activate his magic power.

On the other end of the underworld, the Yuanying True Lord of Wanfa Sect, who deployed a large array to deal with the cave heaven, felt the waves of spiritual light and turned his eyes to him. He did not turn around to chase the spiritual light, but turned his head to continue to stabilize the formation.

As long as the passage between the cave heaven and the small wilderness domain is fixed with the space divine talisman, it can be stabilized. At that time, spiritual energy will nourish the cave heaven. Although no powerful monk will be born, at least the creatures in the cave heaven can survive by relying on this spiritual energy.

The True Lord of Yuanying calmed down and said, "Stay on the formation!"

...

The soul banner fell on the high altar of clay, and most of the main pole was inserted diagonally. The sounding banner was floating, with black background and red edges. The evil ghost was hiding in it like clouds. The hideous ghost head was facing the sky, as if it was about to roar.

Tushanjun's original deity had long been destroyed by the thunder tribulation, and he could not bear the thunder attack.

It is also true. This is the dual thunder tribulation of the magic weapon to be promoted to the spiritual treasure and the Jindan master to become an infant without complete preparations, and no one can overcome it.

Sacrifice the evil spirit collected from the cave, consume the incense tree, and even take all your savings to the gambling table. It is a blessing in disgrace to be able to win the bet in the end.

The thunder clouds of heaven turned into huge vortexes, and the huge spiritual energy was poured down like an inverted Milky Way waterfall on the body of the soul banner.

"Chew."

"Swish!"

The hot steam turns into clouds.

Just as the weapons that have been reborn from the forging furnace need to be quenched, the main pole and banner of the soul banner have cooled down in this vast ocean of spiritual energy, revealing the light that only spiritual treasures should have.

The spiritual energy also carries a great evil spirit, and Tushanjun calls it the spiritual evil spirit.

Just like the magic power of a monk will produce magic evil, and the qi and blood will produce strange qi and blood evil.

As the surging spirit evil poured in, Tushanjun's body, which was crushed by the thunder tribulation, was rebuilt in the soul banner.

Double angle.

Scattered scarlet and red hair.

And that cold face.

Open your eyes suddenly.

The black base whites reflect the red eyeballs.

The eyes widened at this moment, and the throbbing flashed, which made him show the expression that should be an ordinary person. He did not care whether his body was reshaped, but used the soul banner's hideous eyes to urge his body like longing.

His arms gathered and his pale palms spread out in anticipation of what to grab.

However, he didn't hold anything when he held his palm tightly.

"Why!"

He roared, urging his body to walk out of the Soul Banner. However, he could only watch and watch the bearded Taoist sitting cross-legged in front of him covered with cracks.

Inside the banner,

His body is reshaped.

Outside the banner,

When Chi Xuan's body was blowing strong wind, it looked like fragments of porcelain dolls fell and shattered from the body and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"I successfully survived the tribulation."

"I succeeded!"

Tu Shanjun whispered, he wanted to reach out and collect Chi Xuan's body, but he was clearly within reach, but he couldn't hold it, even if he successfully survived the nine thunder tribulations and his magic weapon was promoted to the spiritual treasure.

He just wanted to put away the body.

The corpse of the late Jindan Dazhen person.

However, he could not do anything until he was left with nothing.

Tushanjun stood silently and stood still.

He was stunned and dazed.

Chi Xuan has not lived at all in his life, although he has power that other banner masters cannot reach. He once fought against the five great golden elixir masters alone, and was even more able to fight against the old dragon in the Nascent Soul stage alone.

But he seemed to live without freedom at all, nor did he have the demeanor that the late Jindan master should have. He said that his favorite days were actually when Taoist temples were poor and chewing green fruits.

Tushanjun never asked why Chi Xuan liked such days. He was like a stern old monk urging Chi Xuan to develop in the direction he expected, and even used a kind of cramming education to transform Chi Xuan from a down-and-out Taoist priest into a real person in the Golden Pill.

Perhaps because he grew up in his shadow, Chi Xuan never had any temper or demeanor. He accepted everything in obedience and fought hard for those who bet on his life.

He learned to be a leader, to practice, to unite everything that can be united, to appoint officials, and even to kill people...

To overthrow that decadent dynasty is the wish of those who resist the people.

Leaving the cave heaven is Tushanjun’s wish.

It is the wish of the Wanfa Sect to cut off the interweaving of immortals and mortals.

That,

What about Chi Xuan’s own wish?

He seems to have rarely talked about his wishes.

Tu Shanjun's eyes were a little brighter, and he remembered that Chi Xuan's wish was famous all over the world... No, no, that was not Chi Xuan's wish, that was the wish of Chi Xuan's master, the old Taoist Tuozi.

What exactly is Chi Xuan’s wish?

Go back to eat green fruits, repair the Taoist temple, and take in a few disciples to inherit the Chiyang Palace?

It seems to be this.

Tushanjun realized at this moment that he had never regarded Chi Xuan's wish as a wish, not only because he was eager to leave, but also because such a simple thing seemed to be realized without any effort.

But he was dead and had not yet achieved it.

"sorry."

Tushanjun apologized softly.

Unfortunately, no one can listen to this apology.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say it when he is alive, but because Tushanjun at that time didn’t realize it at all, and did not realize that the person had already carried a lot of things.

The man dragged his tired body to the imperial capital and stepped into the Burial Peak.

It is precisely because of this that he lived so humble as the Grand Master of Jindan and carefully maintained everything.

"Thanks!"

Tushanjun lowered his head.

At that time, Daheishan was attacked, and his family was destroyed by others. When he fell to the cave, he urgently hoped that some monks could leave with the soul banner, and even hoped that someone could make his debut and let him perfect his true meaning, so he ignored a lot.

But that doesn't mean he can see it as an excuse or reason.

"It's not that Old Monster Jing misled me, nor that Old Long misled me, it's that I misled you."

Tushanjun sighed sadly.

His eyes no longer flashed and wavered, and were as firm as before. Remembrance and sorrow should be hidden, and should not be addicted to it. As long as their Yin God is still in the soul banner, there is still hope.

The broken soul banner was intact under the repair of the spirit evil, and the cracks and gaps disappeared.

The soul banner now looks different from the past.

After the nine thunder tribulations were fought, the soul banner has been promoted to a spiritual treasure, and the number of souls that can accommodate is tens of millions.

A powerful defensive magic power was born.

【Tiansha True Spirit Protecting the Body Gang】

The magic power is used to activate the Soul Banner to spread the qi to protect the body. The specific power is unknown. However, since it is used with the spiritual treasure, Tushanjun estimated that its power should reach the level of a general defense against the spiritual treasure.

Like other magical techniques, the more Yin gods in the soul banner, the stronger they are, the stronger they are.
To be continued...