"The Zunhun Banner is a spiritual treasure."

"And I, Lord Tushan, am the main soul of this soul flag."

Tu Shanjun calmly told his origins.

He always has something to say.

Only then did Meng Zhi finally understand why Mr. Hu insisted on letting him take charge of the Zunhun Banner and promised to fully help him.

If you want a weapon spirit to assist you wholeheartedly, then the best way is of course to become the owner of the weapon, and he unintentionally became the owner of a top-quality Taoist weapon.

"Ah."

"Hahaha!"

Mengzhi laughed loudly.

Laughing wildly.

He had despised everyone's fantasies that day, but he didn't expect that he would become the lucky one by accident.

I don’t know whether to say that fate plays tricks on people, or because he is confident and bold enough. He decided that Tu Shanjun was a master just because of the things in the shop, and gave up 300,000 spiritual stones to learn about the body.

Wu Sheng's faith chose the soul-honoring flag handed over by Mr. Fox.

All of this is the result of his bold, careful and extremely confident gambling.

He deserves it.

He was very grateful to the confident self he had at that time.

At this point, all the mysteries are completely solved.

The stone in Meng Zhi's heart fell to the ground.

He had indeed thought about whether Mr. Hu was the kind of demon who trained his juniors to take their bodies and change their bodies. He also had his own life and was worried about his future.

In fact, he still had some faith in the mysterious man in the Tower of Babel. But as Mr. Hu's identity was revealed, what he had in mind came to light.

Meng Zhi, who was relieved, cupped his hands and said: "This disciple will never betray the trust of the master."

Tushanjun smiled.

He also laughed.

"Disciple, I have one more question."

"Say it."

"Your old weapon spirit body is sitting in Huzhong. Doesn't this separate the treasure from you?"

Meng Zhi asked doubtfully.

In his opinion, the evil spirit of Tiger Tomb is indeed overwhelming, but it is not enough to stop Mr. Fox.

Tu Shanjun said: "The evil spirit of the Tiger Tomb is of great use to me. I have led the formation inside and outside the Tiger Tomb to the valley. It is where you and I are waiting."

"If there is a big disaster, you can go here and ask for my spiritual body. As the person in charge of the Soul Banner, you should already understand the magical power of the Soul Banner."

Meng Zhi said with a simple and honest smile: "There are really too many big things, and there is no time to sort them out."

The last three years he had lived were more thrilling than the previous half of his life. It was another three years of climbing the tower to become a god, competing with geniuses from all over the world, and then refining the Taoist holy object after a narrow escape.

After finally cultivating the Taoist body, he was faced with the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation in a blink of an eye. He survived the thunder tribulation without any danger, and found that the master he had just worshiped only gave him the treasure, but he did not leave the Tiger Tomb.

A series of things happened, and he still hadn't come back to his senses to check the treasure.

Now we know the true identity of the treasure.

Don't even dare to use it rashly.

It is true that the Zunhun Banner is the best Taoist weapon or a spiritual treasure.

It should be noted that a common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade in his possession.

There are many monks who want to find this treasure. Without the protection of Mr. Hu, Nascent Soul Lord Nascent Soul alone is no match for those monks.

However, he will not hand over the soul flag. This is the greatest opportunity he has ever encountered in his life.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhi calmed down and injected his magic power.

The magical powers of the Zunhun Banner emerged one by one in the consciousness.

"Seance?"

"Inspiring the Yinshen.:"

"..."

"The top killing array?!"

"..."

"What kind of incredible magical power is this?"

Mengzhi's eyes widened.

When he saw the Yinhun Pill, he knew that he really had the opportunity to change his life.

Based on this alone, no matter what force gets the Soul Reverend Banner, it can prosper.

The Yinhun Pill is simply the magical power that all big forces dream of.

The more I watch, the more frightened I become.

Meng Zhi couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart. If the Soul Reverend Banner is so powerful, he may not be able to save it with his strength: "Old Fox, I feel that with my current strength, I can't save the Soul Reverend Banner without your help."

Without Tu Shanjun, a weapon spirit who could defeat Tianjiao, he was really panicking.

"Just wait and see."

Mengzhi probed into his spiritual consciousness.

Shocked: "That's..."

"A city?!"
Chapter completed!