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Chapter 1072 Negotiation

There was nothing grand about the banquet, just a few long tables set up in the hall.

It's a good spiritual thing to use.

The minds of everyone present are not on the banquet.

Apart from Wu Rong, the rulers of Luodu Mountain only had Shen Heruzang on their side.

Da Sikong was accompanied by two people, who were placed on one side.

On the other hand, the old man with the fox head made Wu Rong take another look, and he couldn't help but sigh at the foundation of these ancient forces. Three of the four Tao Lords present were from this family.

It's enviable.

Da Sikong was very satisfied with this arrangement.

He doesn't need to hold a grand banquet to tell the world, he just needs to take people away by ordinary means. Otherwise, it is easy to release a signal to the outside world, making others mistakenly think that their Tai Chi Heaven is interfering.

Don't look at his powerful supernatural powers, and don't want to get involved in unknown plans.

Da Sikong moved his eyes and said with a smile: "Allow me to introduce, this is the patriarch of the Tushan clan in Zhongtu."

"Lao Tushan Jingchen." Seeing that Da Sikong was still determined to push him to the front of the stage, the old fox had no objection. This was already agreed upon.

What he is doing now is just to do more for the Tushan clan in his dying years, and not to let Tushan decline in his own hands.

"I've met senior."

Everyone saluted, Wu Rong was no exception.

He understood clearly that despite the fact that he had been crowned as a lord, powerful as a demon, wielded a divine weapon and had a master to help him, in fact his cultivation level was still at the third level.

There is a world of difference between three steps and four steps.

Da Sikong saluted him as a sign of goodwill, and he had to return it, even if he was arrogant.

Not to mention the old Taoist Lord of the Tushan clan in front of me. He has nothing to do with this matter. Even if he does, he must first fulfill the etiquette of his descendants.

Wu Rong looked sideways and saw Master Tu Shanjun holding his hands with a normal expression.

The expression didn't seem like they knew each other or didn't know each other, but more like a common nod between strangers and fellow Taoists.

He also found it strange that Niu Hong had said that he had checked the master's background and that he was related to the Tushan clan. Why now, he felt... calm when he looked at it.

Tushanjun is indeed very calm.

It’s not like the Taishan Mountain that has been cultivated for many years collapses in front of you and your complexion remains unchanged.

If he was born in Tushan, he would have many emotions when meeting the clan leader, but he is not.

He always knows it in his own mind.

Tushanjun disdains and is too lazy to cheat, make a fool of himself, and then work hard to get it right. If you have such time, you might as well study how to make the elixir more effective.

Of course, there is some respect for the monk with the same surname in Tu Shanjun's eyes, which are like frost stars hanging high in the sky.

It is very satisfying to meet someone with the same surname and who has good cultivation.

Tu Shanjun raised his hands and called him Taoist friend.

Not to mention Wu Rong's expression was strange, so was Da Sikong.

Many things can be deceived, but can a bloodline certified by the soul also deceive?

The news he got was that Tushanjun came from the Tushan clan.

The double confirmation from the organization and Guxian Tower should not be fake.

Why is Tushanjun's attitude so... indifferent?

No joy or sorrow.

Da Sikong's eyes flashed with strange color and he said, "It is said that fellow Taoist Taoist surname Tushan is also here."

"good."

"My name is Tushanjun, and I come from the Tushan family. When my father named me, he named me Tushanshanjun, because the two mountains are one." Tushanjun picked up the wine bottle and said calmly: "You two can see that.

, I have nothing to do with Zhongtu Tushan."

"I don't have the same magical bloodline as you two."

Tushanjun's eyes passed over Da Sikong and Old Fox.

The strangeness in him should have slowly manifested itself after he became the main soul.

In the beginning, he still looked like a green-faced evil ghost with round eyes and chiseled teeth.

Now it's just naturalization.

It is the Taoist transformation after the cultivation level is elevated.

As for whether it conforms to ordinary people's aesthetics, I guess it doesn't.

With the perfection of Taoism, strange organs will inevitably appear on his body.

If the soul of the previous life has the blood of the ancient god left behind, after the flesh and blood are ground and cast into the soul flag, the only thing that makes Tu Shanjun feel strange is the so-called "system" that is crude like an audio and video editor, but this thing does not only record his body

There seems to be no other use for it.

Each of those derived martial arts and magical powers really looks like what a magical weapon should have.

Even the Yinhun Pill is made by using himself as a pill furnace to condense the evil energy of heaven and earth and feed it back. If you take too much, you will be haunted by the evil energy.

The same is true for other magical powers, none of which are not based on the soul flag and his main soul.

He now doubts whether the 'system' is really the 'system'. Could he be wrong? The 'system' just became the system under his consciousness. In fact, it is the embodiment of the bloodline in the soul.

In the previous Dharma-ending world, it could not be manifested. After coming to the spiritual world, it was inspired by spiritual energy.

When Tu Shanjun's thoughts came up, more than a million thoughts immediately flew back to the past. As his cultivation advanced, he could see the past things more clearly.

At that time, his body had just woken up.

The original body was hit by a horse, and the person riding the horse ran away again, relying on his life...

Life is not hard either.

He woke up only after his original body was dying.

'Why didn't the 'system' appear after I woke up? It didn't appear until the magic cultivator launched the magic circle, killed the villagers, and the magic circle was activated. Is it really what I thought, just because of being affected by it?

The stimulation of aura or mana leads to changes in the bloodline.'

'Or, as an extraterrestrial demon, I can swallow souls and refine souls to improve my cultivation and manifest my supernatural powers like ordinary demons.'

The former Tu Shanjun obviously believed more in the latter statement, because he once studied how the devil improved his own cultivation, and the answer he got was very close.

Therefore, Tushanjun also associates the poor audio and video editor with the magical power of the devil.

Like the manifestation of an extraterrestrial demon.

Later, I heard Emperor Qing say that within the territory and outside the territory, it covers the territory within Zhoutian.

He was a little more doubtful about the demon's supernatural powers.

These are just thoughts in my spare time at most. Tu Shanjun only feels that his current cultivation level is not enough.

When the three flowers gather at the top, he should be able to separate the three pure beings at once. At that time, he can go deep into the soul and trace the past through reincarnation, thereby exploring the secret of the Soul Banner audio and video editor.

It only takes a moment to sweep away those complicated thoughts.

Disguise is out of the question when it comes to feet.

Tu Shanjun's actions were not bright, but he was certainly magnanimous. He did not want to implicate the Tu Shan clan in China.

Hence, the cold noodles today.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."

Da Sikong saw that he could not open up the conversation and talk about friendship, so he stopped. His words came from the sincerity. Among all the people here, Tu Shanjun can be called the best.

Since there is no relationship, then the matter must be discussed on a case-by-case basis.

As the saying goes, the general meeting decides small things, and the small meeting decides big things.

Just right now.

Da Sikongtong raised his glass and said: "I am here to express Taijitian's attitude to fellow Taoists and Lord Hou. We are also living a hard life. The five worlds are not tolerated, and there are often demons in the domain, so the net is also very important to us.

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"Luowen has always been a strategic location that must be contested."

"Although we have no right to control the net of the underworld, everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis."

Wu Rong looked at the two people sitting next to him who were as steady as a rock.

Master Ru Zang has seen the calmness and calmness in the market, while Yu Shen behaves excitedly, as if the pleasantries just now failed to arouse interest at all.

He glanced sideways and looked back: "Senior's words about first come, last served are true. There are rules for everything."

Da Sikong nodded slightly and said: "We are willing to follow the rules of Yin Tian. The snare and the millions of mountains and rivers of the Yu and Dong people can also be given away. Not only that, we will also help fellow Taoists and the Marquis to build the snare so that the snare can be drawn.

You can connect to other worlds, and there is only one condition for this."

"What conditions?"

"Release Marshal Da Zhong."

"Absolutely impossible!" Wu Rong said firmly.

Da Sikong frowned and said nothing.

Tu Shanjun holds down the sea of ​​consciousness and the touching formation of the divine consciousness.

Wu Rong explained: "Senior should know that I almost died. Of course, I can only die because my skills are inferior to others, but Niu Hong was defeated. His life and death are now in our hands. Senior wants to use the snare that originally belongs to us in exchange for

Don't you think his life is too simple?"

Da Sikong was not surprised. His words were no different from those of a wolf with nothing. He was just trying to fool a child. In case Wu Rong was frightened, it would be easier if he agreed directly.

"What do fellow Taoists and the Marquis mean?"

"He represents me." Tu Shanjun's hoarse voice sounded.

Wu Rong said in a deep voice: "Based on the basic conditions of the seniors, Taijitian will also exchange the souls of three Tao Lords for the lives of senior Youniu."

Upon hearing this condition, Tu Shanjun's cold face showed a strange color.

He was frightened by the wide opening of Wu Rong's lion.

"impossible!"

Da Sikong refused forcefully.

"The Dao Lord is easy to die and hard to kill, let alone capture."

"Does Marquis Guanming think that Lord Dao is some kind of carrot and cabbage?"

"How many Dao Lords can be born from the three thousand avenues of heaven and earth? Which one is not a world-shaking strong man? The manifestation of the avenue, the dojo of Xingluo can reach hundreds of millions, and no one knows the number of disciples gathered."

"Not to mention far away, Taoist friend killed the great master of Zhenxiu Guan, who had tens of millions of disciples. If his lifespan had not been exhausted and he was exposed to the catastrophe of life and death by fellow Taoist, it would be difficult for fellow Taoist to kill him, and it would be very difficult for him to capture him.

he……"

Da Sikong paused for a moment, this was the situation in the spiritual world in the past.

But now there are variables.

He was still surprised at that time.

No wonder Niu Hong would rather resist the divine soldiers than escape with his divine soul.

The true body of this evil ghost Taoist is the divine weapon and divine soul!

The most soul-destroying thing.

Didn’t you see that Niu Hong’s soul was shackled like a calf?

Da Sikong felt a headache.

In the past, everyone was confident.

Not afraid of death, the soul can regenerate flesh and blood to reshape the body, and there are various other ways.

Even if your life span is over, you can still survive.

Regardless of whether it's magic medicine, earthly spiritual veins, self-proclaimed spiritual land... you can still live. If you really can't sustain your fallen state, you can still survive and there is a way to rebuild yourself.

Now that there is such a person who wants to kill people, the world of spiritual practice will indeed change.

If you fight him, you have to be fully prepared that you won't be able to survive in the future.

I'm afraid even the most powerful Daojun will have to give him three points.

No one has time to die.

The gods of Tai Chi Heaven are no exception.

Thinking that we might have to deal with him in the future, Da Sikong, who was about to refuse, relented, thought for a while, and then sighed: "I will set a precedent to offend others."

"At most one soul can be exchanged..."


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