As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Old Cui stopped talking to him.

The anxiety in his eyes also disappeared.

The pipe, which was as bright as a lamp, returned to its regular state again.

The fire is neither big nor small.

Tu Shanjun looked calm, and the strange color in his eyes flashed past.

He thought this time it was just to let the other party know that he was already prepared for their methods, and he used a few juniors to warn the people behind the scenes not to play too many tricks.

Unexpectedly, this man did not cover up his figure.

"Who is your Excellency?"

The middle-aged man is not short, about six feet tall and very strong.

He has a faintly handsome face.

Wearing a purple and gold robe and a gold crown on his head.

He looked at Tu Shanjun with a smile: "It's easy to say, Gu Xian Tower, Cui Jianlu."

Cui Jianlu raised his hands and asked, "Who is this Taoist friend?"

Tushanjun remained silent.

"Fellow Taoist, I can make a rough guess even if you don't tell me."

"oh?"

"Of these four people, one is my nephew, the swordsman is from the West, the girl is from the Taoist sect, and the young man is from the Taoist sect. You act decisively against the Buddhist monks, you are indifferent to the Taoist sect, and you only have feelings for the Taoist sect. I guess, you

It should be a Taoist monk, you don’t need me to tell you which branch of the Taoist sect?”

Cui Jianlu smiled playfully.

Only then did Qi Hua react.

Why do men have an additional penalty for being a Taoist monk?

It looks like he is really a Taoist senior fellow.

However, if he is really a senior fellow from the Taoist sect, how come he possesses such a turbulent abyss aura? Although he did not see the saint's move clearly, some fluctuations in the spiritual aura can still make people feel refreshed.

If Cui Jianlu hadn't pointed it out, he would have thought that some unparalleled demon king was coming.

Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered silently.

"You are hiding your identity as a demon just because you have big plans."

Cui Jianlu hugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Why do fellow Taoists use such little tricks to hide their eyes from others? Half of the sacred forbidden land belongs to your Taoist sect. It doesn't matter even if you walk in openly."

Cui Jianlu still had half a sentence left to say: 'Why join forces with Yuan Shengsheng Demon.'

However, he consciously said that for this reason, he should let the other party retreat before the difficulties.

It means that we have seen through it and we should not make any small moves.

Half of the forbidden land belongs to the Taoist sect, so why bother trying to swallow up the other half?

Tu Shanjun finally spoke: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Fellow Taoist should understand!"

Cui Jianlu's expression suddenly darkened.

If you have cultivated to this extent, why bother pretending to be confused while pretending to understand.

We have already said this, if you still don’t “understand”, then you don’t know how to appreciate it.

So, Guxian Tower killed him here, and afterwards the Taoists had to pinch their noses to recognize that the one they killed was the coming demon.

"I know relatively little."

'broken!'

Cui Jianlu's heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist sect sent a stupid young man this time. No, it was definitely not a stupid young man. He should be a shrewd person.

If he returned without success because of a few words from him, the Taoist ancestor would definitely not be happy.

The ancestor will only feel that he cannot be cultivated.

Sometimes ability is secondary and loyalty comes first.

This ghost saint refuses to speak his mind, and coupled with his aura of uncertainty, no one can really convict him.

Naturally, there is no way to raise an army to hold him accountable.

"Fellow Taoist, you really don't know how to praise me!" Cui Jianlu said in a gloomy voice.

"baffling."

Tu Shanjun waved his hand and said: "I haven't asked you to accuse me yet, but you are being aggressive. Now that you are here, don't leave."

After the words fell, Tu Shanjun's face blurred for a while, and his whole body seemed to be covered by a faint light curtain. If he looked carefully, the black-red light quickly dried up and condensed.

Cui Jianlu snorted coldly.

Since the opponent is determined to fight, Guxian Tower is not afraid at all.

"Then there's nothing to say."

Cui Jianlu looked up at the sky: "The time is just right."

"Slay the demon at dusk!"

"I have long wanted to learn Guxianlou's clever trick. Why can Guxianlou unify the world's spiritual stone weights and measures?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes were indifferent.

He already understood the words of the old man he met in the Asura Forbidden Land that day.

"You will see." Cui Jianlu roared, and the terrifying inspiration unique to the Great Sage spread.

Even the suppression of heaven, earth and divine ban could not cover up his sharp edge at all.

As the genius of the Cui clan in Guxian Tower, Cui Jianlu is also famous among the younger generation.

"dark!"

The world is solemn.

…

Yan Jun was looking at the scene in the cup.

The Ancient Immortal Tower is indeed a force with extraordinary foundation. Just by Tu Shanjun's few attacks in the Forbidden Land, he understood the temperament of the Ghost Saint. This led to today's test, as if it was expected that the Ghost Saint would definitely take action.

Yan Tianjun doesn't mind being the one who goes along with the flow.

Because he really wanted to know Tushanjun's whereabouts and origins.

"let's hit."

"The spiritual aura can be disguised, but the basic skills cannot be hidden. When the two sides are evenly matched, they will definitely take action as long as they don't want to lose." Yan Tianjun smiled, but there was a little deep thought in his eyes.

He was very suspicious of the origin of the Zunhun Banner.

Such a magic weapon would never come from the hands of ordinary people.

"Who is behind it?"

"The Infinite Master of Taoism is still the Buddha of Western Heaven."

"Or... the ancient divine court..." Yan Tianjun lowered his eyes and sat quietly waiting.

Gods and immortals seem to be competing against each other, but in fact they are both on the right path.

Shinto seems lonely, but in fact it is not that there is no law and no way. Shinto just lacks an opportunity, just like the battle of the immortals in the past.

"No matter who it is, I'm just waiting for an opportunity."

Yan Tianjun no longer thought about it and just looked at the ripples in the tea cup quietly.

"a chance……"

teahouse.

Shou He, who felt the surge of energy and blood in his body, suddenly raised his head and looked at the distant mountains. He stood up silently and was about to walk out of the door.

The young novice stopped him: "Hey, donor, your injury is very serious. If you keep running around, your life may be in danger. Do you want to take your own life?!"

Shou He stopped for a moment.

Sensing the vibration of the demonic blood, he knew that he was in dire need at this moment.

He must go quickly.

Shou He said without looking back: "It's just a desperate effort."

"you will die."
To be continued...