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Chapter 911 Purpose(2/2)

Jin Wuliang, such a big living person, turned into dust in an instant.

Then he, a person with similar cultivation to Jin Wuliang, would probably end up with the same fate. The big man swallowed hard, his body trembled unconsciously, and he said tremblingly: "Senior."

"Do you also have an unfulfilled wish?"

"No."

"No no no."

The big man quickly denied it.

It was better to die than to live. He did not want to use his own life to fulfill one wish.

What kind of desire can make people unwilling to live? Cultivation, power, wealth, or hatred.

He has no revenge that he must avenge, and he doesn't resent the damn world. He wants to live well, without any reason, just live a simple and simple life.



"grown ups."

"When will you take my life?"

On the road.

Yang Wu asked.

Tushanjun was silent for a long time.

When exactly is it?

It was when the magic power was not enough, or after Yang Wu stabilized his body.

Not now anyway.

At the moment, Tushanjun has no good way to make Martingale survive from death.

The immortal seed was given to Wen Peng, but he has not yet condensed it.

According to the current speed, it is estimated that it will take another three hundred years to condense another undead seed.

He could only pass on the Immortal Sutra to Yang Wu.

Yangwu's talent is pretty good, and he has already scratched the surface of his understanding of the Sutra of Immortality.

It's a pity that even though Yang Wu is very talented, he still hasn't condensed his Tao seeds.

It is still too difficult to understand from the Sutra of Immortality how the Tao body feeds back the body. Perhaps only by thoroughly understanding the true meaning of the Sutra of Immortality and cultivating the Sutra of Immortality to perfection can we cultivate the Tao body of immortality that is no different from Tu Shanjun.

After being given Wen Peng last time, Tu Shanjun felt that the Tao body dyed by the immortal Tao seed seemed to be inferior to his own Tao body.

The Tao body of the Immortal Tao species is more like a simplified version, which can quickly adapt to the monk's body and then infiltrate it into the Immortal Tao body.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with personal perception and the depth of understanding of the scriptures.

Tu Shanjun, as the founder of the Taoist body and the monk who wrote the Immortal Taoist Sutra, has come a long way both in Taoism and in the Taoist body. It is understandable that Wen Peng cannot fully utilize the Taoist body for the time being.

If everyone could suddenly possess the strength of Tushanjun's God Transformation Realm after obtaining the Tao Seed, then too many geniuses could be created just by relying on the Tao Seed.

As the same saying goes, the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual.

While teaching Yangwu, Tushanjun was also integrating his own magic and magical powers.

"When you understand the Sutra of Immortality."



Stone Palace.

The monk sitting cross-legged on the futon and performing his exercises opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was the figure of a young man.

After seeing the young man clearly, the monk said: "You are the seventy-ninth monk who is not from my organization but has stepped into this stone palace in so many years. No one in the first seventy-eight walked out alive."

Yang Wu looked at the monk in the shadow. He was a strange-looking man.

He had a pair of eyes, a nose, a mouth, two ears, and flowing black hair. His skin was white with a touch of bronze. It was obviously different from anyone he had ever encountered.

Yang Wu said in a deep voice: "Three years ago, you took away a girl from Yeyouzi."

"give me back!"

"Three-eyed ghost clan?"

The monk looked at Yang Wu's forehead.

He still had an impression of the female doll.

The three-eyed ghost clan is a collective term.

Generally, only those who have awakened the third eye are considered to be three-eyed ghosts. The three-eyed ghosts are intelligent and have extremely high cultivation talent, so they can be sold at a very good price.

This was the case with the female doll last time.

"The Night Wanderer is dead?"

Wang Wuji frowned.

He could see the aura of cleverness in this young man. The young man's physical condition was unstable, and Mo Yue was dodging back and forth with Dzogchen in the late Nascent Soul stage. Logically speaking, it was impossible to kill Yeyouzi who was still in the realm of the transformed spirit.

If the opponent can kill Ye Wanderer, there is a slight possibility of killing him.

"She's not here."

"Where is that?"

Yang Wu originally thought that the other party would not say it easily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Wuji said without any scruples: "Dongyue Royal City."

"Dongyue Royal City?"

"Why are you there?"

"Because a hundred years from now there will be a competition of hundreds of races."

"A competition among hundreds of tribes?"

Wang Wuji explained: "All races in the underworld will always compete with each other for resources, and frictions often occur, so they came up with this method to re-divide."

"There are many races that don't have talented individuals, so they need to buy them from others."

"The organization certainly has a reputation for excellence in this regard."

"I don't care about big or small competitions."

"Who did you sell her to?"

Wang Wuji shook his head slightly: "I can't reveal this."

"If you don't tell me, you'll die."

Wang Wuji sneered and said, "You can't kill me. I'm different from Yeyouzi."

"You'd better listen to him."

A sudden sound sounded.

Wang Wuji's expression changed drastically, he bowed his hands and said, "I wonder where the senior is coming to my humble residence?"

"I don't have a good impression of the organization, or rather, I'm full of bad feelings."

The voice continued.

What Tu Shanjun said is true.

He killed three leaders of the organization.

If Huang Hu hadn't escaped back then, he might have faced off with the hall master of Donghuang.

The underworld is vast, and he originally thought that he would not meet any acquaintances. He did not expect to hear news about the organization and come to the organization's branch again.
Chapter completed!
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