You Niu Hong found that he couldn't understand it more and more.
He thought Tushanjun was just pretending to tidy up, but he didn't expect that he could endure the loneliness so much that he didn't relax for a whole half month.
The blueprint for the internal combustion alchemy furnace hangs high.
There are as many as seven varieties of weapon refining alone.
However, Tushanjun still seemed dissatisfied and his brows did not relax.
Until a full month.
Youniu Hong finally couldn't hold back and said, "It's useless for you to study this."
Tu Shanjun, who was crouching at his desk, glanced slightly at You Niuhong.
You Niu Hong, who was wearing shackles, leaned on the steps and said: "To develop power, you must pass on the tradition."
"Forge weapons and train monks."
"Those ordinary people won't be able to understand even if you give them the Emperor's Sutra, and those with extreme talent can make rapid progress even with superficial skills."
"The situation calls for such a monk."
"When they understand the true meaning and grasp the reality, they can take charge of their own affairs."
"These are all foreign objects of yours, such as magic arrays, talismans, elixirs, and giant ships. They look powerful, but compared with their cultivation level, they are difficult to operate and control. If you are not careful, they will become someone else's wedding dress.
Do you know how to screen monks and select useful leaders from the vast sea of people?"
Tu Shanjun replied calmly: "Do you understand?"
"I, Marshal Tai Chi Tian Xuan Huang Dazhong, of course know how to choose a forward. This is the most basic ability of every general."
Niu Hong took away the long silk scroll hanging from the beam and commented: "You don't go out to visit friends, and you don't win over knowledgeable people. You lock yourself in the palace all day long, studying these useless things."
How could this power develop?"
"The most important thing is that you have to recruit many disciples. Get a single seedling there. When..."
"Harm, in short, let's teach the scriptures first, and then see who has the best talent."
"Those small thousand worlds will also have people with good fortune, and some of them can break the barriers of the small thousand realms. Such monks can be accepted as registered monks, and they will be promoted after their cultivation has further improved. Just like this, you can
You have millions of disciples in your hands, and your foundation is quickly established."
Tu Shanjun was a little impressed: "How to manage it and how to carry it out in detail?"
You Niu Hong looked at Tu Shanjun with some strangeness: "You and I have a long life and just sit and watch the changes. Whether those disciples have talent or not, fifty years is too much. It can be seen in ten years. In order to become a true disciple, we can obtain more favorable resources."
, the strong will naturally come forward."
"You are still enfeoffing, and enfeoffment still has limitations."
"What is enfeoffment and not enfeoffment?"
"Does the Divine Court use enfeoffment?"
"Shen Ting..." You Niu Hong's expression was complicated.
His desire to talk seemed to be cutting off the divine court, and even he felt hurt.
His impression of Shenting came from the Taiji Heaven. As generations passed by, Shenting seemed to become more and more distant, and those old gods either died or were reincarnated.
Even he himself is not considered a god. He is at most a desolate ancient relic, a desolate cultivator, and is classified as 'desolate', desolate god, desolate cultivator, desolate beast...
Tushanjun also didn't expect that just by mentioning the word Shenting, Youniu Hong would stumble toward the steps sadly, and his whole body would no longer be active.
But this was just right, lest Niu Hong disturb him.
In fact, Tushanjun understands them quite well. These old people and young people are very awkward at heart.
For a pure god of nature like Yan Tianjun, he is not awkward.
The old and the young are practicing the Immortal Path but they miss it and even want to restore it. Don’t they know that the more they advance rapidly on the Immortal Path, the less likely they are to go back?
Even if they really go back, where can they stand?
It is probably because of this reason that the founders of Chu Tian let it go their own way.
They will always be assimilated by the Immortals anyway. Since they will be assimilated, why bother with them anymore.
As for those ancient gods, they should be suppressed and co-opted.
Back then in the Divine Forbidden City, Xitian and Daomen all persuaded Yan Tianjun to reincarnate. They were afraid that these reincarnated ancient gods themselves had great potential, and each one was expected to have a powerful fighting force in the fourth step.
Of course, it may also be that Yan Tianjun himself is powerful enough.
Even though he is dead like that, he is still able to resist the masses and gain time for Tu Shanjun to refine his weapons. He is worthy of the name of the Lord of the Dharma, Yan Tian.
Tu Shanjun has no opinion on gods or immortals. If it is useful, he will use it. If it is not useful, he will not use it. That's all.
There is no point in fighting over who is orthodox and who is not. Strengthening yourself is the most important thing. Things are always in motion anyway. There may be other avenues to replace the immortal path. This is also possible.
What Tu Shanjun has always advocated is to live how you want to live, and live the way you like.
The tip of the pen moves slightly.
Tushanjun stood up slowly.
Niu Hong looked over in surprise. He thought that the Lord of Life and Death would always sit there: "What?"
"Someone is coming."
"It's quite similar to the aura on your body."
"It's also mixed with some..." Tu Shanjun's eyes immediately turned into double pupils, and two rays of divine light shot out into the formation.
Without any hesitation, he opened his big hand, and the shackles of soul seduction were quickly entangled, and the great chain of order lit up its lines, and he just lifted it lightly and walked away in the air.
Zongming Palace.
Wu Rong, who was discussing with a few people, looked slightly moved. Lord Gao Daodao, who was wearing a disguised robe from hell, appeared next to him. Lord Dao was still holding the Minotaur in his hand.
Wu Rong asked in surprise: "Why is Master here?"
"Master."
"Someone from Tai Chi Heaven is here, just outside the formation." Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.
After such a long time, there should be some movement from the other party.
Wu Rong said with a smile: "It just so happens that we go to greet the original guests."
With that said, everyone stepped out of the Palace of Life and walked onto the clouds.
Xuanjia array.
The evil soldiers and ghosts will form an army.
The giant ship Yun Chariot slowly floated up in the clouds, allowing everyone to keep their feet on the ground.
Niu Hong couldn't hide his excitement. This was the first time he had been captured in many years, and this time his life was in danger. He was naturally happy to see someone coming to pick him up, and he finally didn't have to suffer the 'torture' in Luodu Mountain.
…
On the deck, the unicorn-headed Da Sikong looked into the distance, his animal eyes flashing with surprise.
"What a stable technique. The integration of the formation here and the mountains is perfect. Once the formation is in operation, even if I come, I will only be able to return without success. It will not be surprising if Niu Hong loses."
"Why did Da Sikong know that it was him who took action? I heard that Dongyue would arrange the spiritual veins and formations." The old fox, who was staring at the fox's head, asked with his hands behind his back.
"Dongyue's formation and spiritual veins are appropriate but ordinary."
Da Sikong smiled and said: "We also visited the Royal City a few days ago. The laws and regulations there are very different from here. It seems that they are not from the same sect. According to the news, this conferred prince has no background to rely on."
"I guess the one who took action was the Taoist Sovereign Soul."
The old fox was amazed. He couldn't wait to see the master named Tushan.
At the same time, he sighed in his heart, no wonder the great Sikong in front of him who could do Tai Chi Heaven had his eyesight and knowledge on the one hand, and the ability to handle things in a flawless manner was the key.
Going to Wangcheng is not about Dongyue suppressing people.
"Here we come." Da Sikong whispered softly.
The giant ship floats up.
A two-hundred-foot-foot figure broke through the clouds and mist and appeared in the formation. Armored soldiers were arrayed, flags were flying, and the monk at the head stood tall and tall.
Until they were two miles away, they slowly stopped.
"Da Sikong!" Youniu Hong was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that it would be Da Sikong who came.
This person's strength is beyond his reach.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that no wonder Tushanjun had such a big reaction.
Yu Shen lowered his voice and said, "My lord, it's not appropriate to come forward."
"No problem." Wu Rong waved his hand slightly.
"The Great Sikong of Tai Chi Heaven has been famous for a long time." Ruzang explained.
"Top Erhua, the aura on his body is strange, he doesn't seem to be a monk." Tu Shanjun's message fell on Wu Rong's ears: "I suspect he is an immortal."
"immortal?"
"Shinto and immortal ways go hand in hand."
Tu Shanjun's face was solemn.
Now he is really starting to get in touch with his colleagues.
Every monk who can become a Dao Lord is not simple, and he can't understand the Qilin Dao Lord in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist, Mr. Hou, I'm Tai Chi Heaven's Great Sikong 'Ju Lin'. You're polite." Great Sikong slightly cupped his hands.
"Senior, I will destroy my junior." Wu Rong hurriedly returned the greeting, waved his hand and said, "Open the formation."
The Dutian Formation is in operation.
Immortal killing lines are slowly released.
Expanding a huge converging arch, Taijitian's giant ship flew over the high gate and appeared in the formation.
The leader, Da Sikong, said with a smile: "I rushed to Dongyue to see His Majesty a few days ago. I planned to wait for the letter to arrive before coming back. I was really eager to do it, so I took it a step earlier. I hope the Marquis will not take offense."
Wu Rong replied: "I didn't go to see you."
After being polite, Da Sikong led the crowd onto the cloud chariot.
"Mr. Yu, make arrangements for the officers and men."
"Here."
"..."
Wu Rong made an invitation gesture: "I have prepared a banquet a long time ago to welcome my seniors."
"please."
"please."
The two of them embarked on a long road together.
Tushanjun and Youniuhong on the side seemed to be outsiders.
Niu Hong, who was ignored, hurriedly spoke: "Da Sikong, I..."
Da Sikong paused and said with a smile: "Marshal, please be patient."
He said and looked at Tushanjun.
Tu Shanjun let go of the soul-grabbing lock in his hand, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist."
His eyes and consciousness all fell on the other person.
Da Sikong didn't look too surprised. He had already checked Tu Shanjun's origins and returned the favor: "Fellow Taoist, please."
Enter the palace.
Everyone takes a seat.
The old fox holding the fox's head frowned.
At first, he thought the other person was Tu Shan, but after they actually met, he didn't look like him at all.
Especially the opponent's red hair and blue face and the fangs visible from the open mouth. Looking at the fingers and wrists, blue and white are intertwined, and the purple and black oval nails are inlaid.
No matter how you look at it, this is a terrifying ghost.
Even if the other person was a member of the Tushan tribe during his lifetime, once the person dies and his flesh and blood decays, there will be no blood connection anymore.
Fortunately, he can at best accompany him.
Just like what Da Sikong said, if the Tushan clan can be saved, if not, Taijitian will have to accept his favor. Even though this small favor is useless, it is better than having no connections.
The old fox sighed secretly in his heart. Now it seems that success or failure has nothing to do with the Tushan clan. It is estimated that there will be no gains from this trip.