Tu Shanjun, who stood firm, withdrew his gaze. Cui Jianlu was worthy of being the Holy Lord of the Ancient Immortal Tower. His strength was unparalleled, and he could still exert his sky-high combat power under the suppression of the Forbidden Land.
Shou He quickly stepped forward and said with shame: "He is not strong enough. If the old god hadn't taken action..."
He had already heard what happened through Li Yuanqing's few words.
It must be that the demon king who regulates his energy and blood far away cannot display his true strength.
In addition, he was intercepted by the saint and had to let the demon blood reveal itself.
The cost of fighting on two fronts is huge.
So the old fairy can only give up on one side.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand slightly and said calmly: "No need to say more."
"If you save land, you will lose people, and you will lose both people and land. If you save people, you will lose land, and you will gain both people and land."
"I thought that when you came back, I could urge me to kill Cui Jianlu, but I didn't expect that he was carrying a mysterious treasure and he escaped with his life under my iron fist."
"It's not your fault."
Shou He sighed and said: "But, he has already seen the sacred tree, and the news may not be hidden."
Tu Shanjun did not have such worries, but said with a smile: "When the magic medicine is mature, people will know it, it will be sooner or later."
"Soldiers will block it, water will cover it, and earth will cover it. Why should we fear it?"
Shou He knew it was the old god's comfort. He had heard what that man said, and the next battle would never be so easy.
So he said solemnly: "I heard that man say that he is the old immortal's enemy of the Great Dao. He is such a serious enemy. If he is let go this time, he will cause endless harm in the future..."
"An enemy?"
Tu Shanjun chuckled and said lightly: "He is not worthy of being my enemy on the great road!"
Tu Shanjun is not aware of any fate or contention.
He just went a little further on this road.
If this means treating everyone who sets foot on this road as your enemy, then how many enemies should you be waiting to kill?
Isn't it too lonely to walk alone on the road alone?
Feeling the overwhelming pride of the Demon King, Shou He suddenly felt the hot blood rushing through his chest.
The palm holding the Zunhun Banner was a little tighter.
But it's no longer nervous, but hopeless.
This is the world he longs for.
Take the high road and fight to the end!
"good!"
The childish roar comes from Li Yuanqing.
His face turned red and he clenched his fists.
"I knew the old god was invincible!"
Tu Shanjun moved his eyes to look at the young man, smiled and touched the young man's little head, and sighed: "I am not invincible, but I will not place my hope on others. In this world, anything anyone promises you is
The ethereal, only what you can control is real."
"The 'Yuan' you are clinging to..."
Tu Shanjun did not continue.
He never pinned his hopes on the kindness of big people.
It's like he never hopes that Tianjun will help.
This battle was clearly separated by only a few courtyards, and the main hall in the front courtyard seemed to be isolated from here.
"Learn your skills well."
Tu Shanjun retracted his green and white palm, turned around and walked towards the gate of the fairyland.
It's like a heavenly gate that divides immortals and mortals.
Li Yuanqing knelt on the ground and said, "Please accept me as a disciple."
Who would have guessed.
The devil waved his sleeves lightly, preventing the young man from crouching down anymore, leaving only a departing figure behind.
A faint voice came: "I have decided not to accept any more disciples. It will be the same no matter who you follow to learn the skills. The main thing is not to look at the person who teaches the skills, but to look at the people who learn the skills."
As the door slowly closes.
The divine light disappeared.
Wonderland is closed.
Li Yuanqing looked at Shou He in astonishment, who looked like a demon just now, but now only looked majestic, and asked: "Commander, why don't the gods accept me?"
Shou He smiled bitterly.
Don't say that the gods don't accept children, the gods don't even confiscate him as the banner owner.
But the skills were actually passed on to him.
He now also understood what Tu Shanjun said.
Ability does not depend on who teaches, but on who learns.
Shou He studied very seriously, and he felt honored that he could learn from Tu Shanjun's skills.
After a thousand words, Shou He said: "Go back and have a good rest. There will be morning classes tomorrow."
…
Under the old tree.
The red-haired figure who was meditating with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and looked at the figure standing not far away.
Said: "I would also like to thank Tianjun for protecting this world. Otherwise, even if there is a divine ban and the suppression of the great formation, the leakage of our ideas will always cause death to all living beings."
The person who came was none other than Tianjun.
Tianjun said in a deep voice: "Don't you blame me for not helping you?"
Ghost Saint laughed and said nothing.
How is it possible to say that it is not strange?
Although Tu Shanjun always says that he is not afraid of the miracle medicine being leaked, it is better to leak it later than earlier.
The longer you hide, the fewer people will come from all directions, and it will be easier to deal with them when the time comes.
Now it is less than nine or ten months away from maturity.
It looks very short, but is actually terrifyingly long.
He knows his bad temper.
It's better to say that sometimes it's too bad.
If others don't help him, he will just stand aside when big things happen.
If you say that you will do your best, you will definitely not do your best, or even risk your life.
Tianjun noticed Ghost Saint's displeasure and said helplessly: "I also have my own reasons."
"Once I take action, Mr. Dao, who is in charge of Wanning County, will definitely not stand idly by."
"There are some things that you guys fight about, but those overhauls just laugh about it..."
Ghost Saint's breath calmed down slightly and he nodded slightly: "What Tianjun said is absolutely true."
It doesn't matter if you don't take action, Tushanjun will listen if you explain a few more words.
Not to mention there is any tacit understanding, even if they are husband and wife, they have to explain it clearly.
What's more, the two of them are not friends, but allies at most. They must make their concerns and consequences clear so that there will be no misunderstandings.
Tianjun continued: "I don't think you are too worried."
"Cui Jianlu regards me as his enemy, and he regards the magical medicine of flat peach as his chance to become enlightened. He will not share it with too many people."
"I see that he acts wantonly and has strong combat power. He should be planning to take action with all his strength at the moment when the peaches mature and the divine ban fades."
Tu Shanjun explained.
The voice paused and said: "But after all, he is a monk in the Ancient Immortal Tower, so he has to be on guard. I am not afraid of monks of the same level, but Dao Lord is really troublesome."
Tu Shanjun's eyes were serious. What he feared most was that he would be shot down by Dao Lord before he could complete his plan.
Once he is unable to use the infinite evil energy of the forbidden land to forge a divine weapon and fully enhance his strength, he may not be able to cope with Dao Lord.
This is what Tu Shanjun is most worried about.
What he is least worried about is the person with great supernatural powers.
The Yuan Sheng Demon will attract the attention of all the big shots.
Tianjun suddenly said: "When you are introduced, I will take action!"
Seeing Ghost Saint's doubtful eyes, Tianjun smiled and said: "There are three pounds of nails in the ruined ship, but I am a god."
"Can he grow up in less than ten months?"
The Ghost Saint knows who Tianjun is talking about.
"Will do."
"He learned my Dharma."
It seems that Shou He only learned the half of the Great Witchcraft Sutra, but in fact he already has the power to swallow souls and refine souls. However, he does not need to do this. The souls will be taken away by the soul flags, and the strong men killed by him will take the form of souls.
The spirit will be absorbed into the Wilderness Sea of Consciousness. After the fight, Shou He will make rubbings and merge everything of the opponent to complete his own great witch body.
This is a monk's path modeled on the Soul Flag.
With the main soul of Tu Shanjun and tens of millions of yin gods suppressing the soul banner, the undead demon blood improves the physical constitution, the demon ape worships the moon, and the mastery, as long as Shouhe does not fall into the demonic path, he can walk out on a prosperous road.
It just so happens that under the suppression of the Divine Forbidden City and the Great Formation, the Heavenly Tribulation will not appear in the form of thunderous actions.
I can't say whether this is good or bad.
Some people cannot escape when they fall into the calamity of inner demons, while some people calmly refine their bodies when faced with the calamity of thunder.
Success or failure can only depend on Shou He's own destiny.
Yan Tianjun nodded and did not continue to ask.
Regardless of whether Longevity can be achieved or not, as long as a monk of comparable strength holds the Sovereign Soul Banner, he will be able to exert his due strength, so there is no need to think too much about this.
…
Boom!
A dull sound erupted in the deep, silent place.
Dong Dong.
There were several more sounds in succession.
The dim candle flame flickered.
This place is like a ruined world of death, with only one coffin parked not far away, and the sound comes from that coffin, like the evil ghosts of the Nine Netherworld tearing apart the isolation between the underworld and the Yang world.
The terrifying sound did not last long.
Until a pale palm lifted the coffin lid above.
His pale palms grasped the eaves of the coffin.
Stand up suddenly.
The person sitting up was a young man.
"I'm dead?!" the young man muttered, seemingly unexpectedly.
As he spoke, he looked at his body.
With the help of Xuan Gong, blood quickly appeared on his body, and his loose hair was tied up. He recalled carefully: "I died in the forbidden land of God, in the hands of a monk."
The young man continued to remember.
Tune the tiger.
Fight.
Fighting.
Open the door.
wonderland.
Sacred tree.
Demon King.
yin and yang.
Reincarnation!
"Enemy of the Avenue."
The young man laughed.
A naked body emerges from the coffin.
He casually took off his robe and put it on his body, and said calmly: "The monks of the Samsara Tao with the magic medicine are indeed good. The last time was the suppression of the forbidden land, this time you will not be so lucky."
"The day the magic medicine matures is the day you die."
Cui Jianlu went to his own hall while bathing in the sunshine.
The old man guarding the door was shocked: "Sir, you..."
"Yes, someone killed me once."
"how come?!"
"Nothing is Impossible."
Cui Jianlu walked into the main hall and sat down cross-legged: "I will serve you with pen and ink."
"I want to be fully prepared this time."
"I want to believe in the Holy Lord of Life and Death and the Holy Lord of Yin and Yang. The opportunity for them to become enlightened has come."
Cui Jianlu, who was writing for a while, said with a smile: "This is a rare opportunity. I have to sell it at a good price. The magic medicine is now available. I think those old Taoists who are about to die will be more willing to take it."
"It's a good deal to save a lifetime of wealth in exchange for two lives."
The old man was shocked and said: "Young master, this trip... is a great opportunity."
Cui Jianlu nodded slightly, then frowned, his face became a little more gloomy and he sneered: "It turns out that I am so used to staying in the Divine Forbidden City that I even forgot that I am a monk of the Ancient Immortal Tower."