Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and two seats appeared in front of him: "Sit."
"Between you and me, there is no need to be so reserved."
"It's a little early for this."
"Two years ago, almost three years ago."
"At that time, a battle broke out among the Qi Practitioners in the county. Xiang Hu led a group of brothers and followed the Qi Practitioners from the Enshrinement Building."
Tu Shanjun said slowly.
The sea of clouds in front of him rolled and stretched, and Wen Yue listened quietly.
Tu Shanjun only told Wen Yue what happened in Bafang County, but did not tell the rest about his own origin and the origin of the soul flag.
This alone was enough to surprise Wen Yue.
"Later, the two worshipers died. Xiang Hu brought me back. Li Qingfeng was buried in the cemetery on the mountain behind the worship building, and the spiritual sword was hidden by them."
"What do you mean, sir?" Wen Yue pondered deeply.
If you think about it in another person's shoes, it's him in that position.
No, there is no need to put yourself in someone else's shoes. He is the banner master now, just like the person named Li Qingfeng.
The husband did not take any action and directly destroyed the enshrinement building, so the grudges were clear.
Although the husband said it very calmly, the more he said it, the more frightened Wen Yue became. The husband has never said so many words, and the fact that he can say so much today is enough to show that he attaches great importance to this matter.
Fortunately, my husband is sensible, otherwise he might have angered Daliang.
'I didn't expect that something like this would happen at that time, that Xiang Baihu would obtain the soul flag in this way.'
His thoughts were surging, and things came together one after another, and Wen Yue immediately understood the whole story.
Tu Shanjun said: "Get the spirit sword back."
Wen Yue hurriedly said: "I can negotiate this matter. We don't have to use force to solve it."
Tu Shanjun looked at Wen Yue in confusion, his scarlet eyes almost filled with question marks, 'Does it mean that in the eyes of my disciples, I, Tu Shanjun, only use force to solve things?'
Only then did Wen Yue realize that he had misunderstood, and quickly covered up his embarrassment and changed the topic: "Do you need to ask for that person's body?"
Tu Shanjun shook his head, then waved his hand and the practice cliff became more and more distant.
Wen Yue suddenly opened his eyes from the recliner.
Today happened to be the time to take out the bodies of Sanhu and bring them back to Annan Bo's Mansion.
We still had to find time to bury Sanhu's head, because the body was gone and we could only carve out a wooden body.
I came back too late yesterday, and the old lady probably couldn't sleep at night when she came to deliver the body.
"Madam, I have important business to go out."
"Be careful on the road."
…
This time when I entered the worship building, I was already familiar with the process.
Many worshipers died in the worship building, and it was no longer able to support it.
Fortunately, both Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing have made progress and gains, and both have been promoted through accumulation of experience.
There are two monks at the sixth level of Qi training and one monk at the fifth level.
Most of the rest were Taoist boys who had just felt angry.
The Five Spiritual Roots sense qi and return to sense qi. They may not be able to reach the middle stage in this life. If they don't have the opportunity, they will just wander around the first or second level.
If something happens in the enshrinement building, Wen Yue will not sit idly by and ignore it.
After all, he is also an enshrined person in the enshrining building, and he gets Daliang Lingshi every year.
And even if something happens, it's usually due to the appearance of ghosts and evil spirits. Demonic monks will basically not come to Xiaolingzhou, a place where birds don't shit.
The cultivation resources here are poor and spiritual energy is lacking.
Apart from the gathering of mortals, there is no attraction for demonic cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, I didn't expect you to have come back safely. Is there nothing going on at Tongguan?" Xu Qing hurriedly came up to greet him, wearing a long palace skirt and having his hair tied up in a bun.
Wen Yue was still a little surprised: "What is this, Fellow Daoist Xu?"
"Lao Zhang and I have become Taoist couples."
Zhang Zhichen nodded and said, "We share the same goals, and we decided to become Taoist couples when we came back."
The two relied on each other.
"That's a good thing."
"Congratulations." He cupped his hands and said congratulations.
Wen Yue thought for a moment and took out two bottles of cultivation-improving elixirs from the holding talisman: "Tongguan is busy over there, I just rushed back at this time. I just happened to catch it, so I'll give you a gift."
"No, no, no, we have something to gain from the ruins."
"That's yours."
"Anyway, this is my heartfelt wish. It's worth our getting to know each other. Take it quickly." Wen Yue thrust the elixir to Zhang Zhichen.
"Then thank you, fellow Taoist."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
The two of them did not refuse anymore. Just as Wen Yue said, this was his wish, and it was only two bottles of elixir, so he accepted it.
"Stop standing at the door, let's go in and talk."
The formerly lively meeting hall in the worship building was now much deserted. Old Taoist Lu had just learned that Wen Yue had returned and hurried over: "Friend Daoist Wen, I've been waiting for a long time."
"I just arrived too."
After a few pleasantries, Wen Yue knew that he should get to the point.
The three of them are not fools. They know that something must be wrong with Wen Yue, so they come to the worship building.
"That's right, I heard that there is a medium-grade magic sword in the worship building."
As soon as they finished speaking, Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing looked at each other.
Old Dao Lu was also a little surprised. He didn't know what Wen Yue meant, but when it came to that middle-grade magical sword, they really needed to treat it with caution.
Xu Qing nodded and said, "I won't hide it from fellow Taoist Wen, it's true."
"I'll be honest, that magic sword has a different origin from me."
Upon hearing Wen Yue's words, the three of them were a little nervous.
"I can take out the spiritual stone to redeem it."
"If you three feel that the spirit stone is not enough, I have three low-grade magic swords." As he said that, Wen Yue took out the magic sword from the talisman and placed it on the table.
There are too many magical weapons in his hands to be used. Not to mention the Yuanling Sect magical swords, even Cheng Hui's Nawu Talisman contains four or five low-grade magical swords, and there are also middle-grade magical swords among them.
"Fellow Daoist Wen is out of town. There is no redemption." Old Dao Lu let out a long sigh. It seemed that he had misunderstood. Wen Yue must have sincerely wanted to discuss with them the fate of the middle-grade magical sword.
"Old Taoist has been greatly favored by Fellow Daoist Wen and will not prevent Fellow Daoist Wen from retrieving the magic sword."
Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing did not need to make a follow-up statement at all. They agreed that since Wen Yue had spoken, they would give up the competition for magic swords.
Wen Yue helped them a lot, and they felt very sorry.
"We husband and wife don't argue," Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing said.
"Let's go. It just so happens that the three keys are here. Let's go into the inner storehouse and help fellow Daoist Wen take out the magic sword."
Lu Laodao stood up.
Wen Yue followed them to the gate of the inner library.
Tushanjun inside the banner looked at the three gates that blocked him that day with a dull expression.
Now, with his strength in the early stages of foundation building, the ring lock formed by these three broken formations cannot stop him at all.
"Friend Daoist Wen doesn't know that the inner treasury of the worship building requires the consent of three worshipers holding keys before it can be opened."
"Except for the fellow Taoists whom Daoist Wen met, the person who once held the copper key was Daoist Zhou. However, Daoist Zhou later disappeared and we only saw the bronze door being opened."
"It's probably because he covets the treasures in the inner treasury, but he doesn't dare to face us."
In the time it took to speak, he had already passed the first two doors and arrived at the door of the inner room.
Wen Yue nodded. This was the first time he heard about this.
At this time, he remembered that after Xiang Hu came to take revenge, the immortal master of the worship building left in a hurry. It turned out to be that time.
Tu Shanjun knew that Zhou Liang had not escaped at all.
In fact, Zhou Liang wanted to escape, but unfortunately he ran into him.
Thinking about it now, I feel a little sad because it was this door that blocked him that day.
This time, he and his apprentice appeared in front of the door openly, waiting for the door to open.
"Boom."
The door was opened and candles were lit, illuminating the inner vault.
The inner treasury is not big, nor is it filled with magical artifacts and treasures as Wen Yue imagined.
It's just a very simple basement with a few tables.
There are things on display that can be understood at a glance, and the best one is the aura sword.
There are no good things that are kept in the inner warehouse because you don’t know the goods.
There is no spiritual being that hides itself.
Even if it existed, it would have been resold long ago.
The soul flag shook, and the black-robed Tushanjun appeared in the inner treasury.
Everyone was shocked again and looked at Wen Yue.
Even Wen Yue himself was a little confused. He trusted his husband, so he didn't control the flow of mana at all. He would maintain the soul flag on weekdays, but he didn't expect his husband to show up.
Tu Shanjun restrained the pressure of his aura in the foundation building stage, otherwise they would not feel better.
Walking to the sword hairpin, Tu Shanjun stretched out his ghost hand and picked it up.
This sword hairpin carries too many things.
Without thinking any more, he picked up the sword hairpin, swallowed it in his stomach, put it together with the talisman Hou Boxu gave him, and then disappeared.
"Don't be nervous, everyone."
Wen Yue smiled and handed over his hand. Only then did he realize how important the sword hairpin was to Mr.
"I was just shocked."
"Young Daoist Wen has such a powerful guardian Yin spirit, which is really enviable."
Everyone just thought it was Wen Yue's unintentional move and didn't take it to heart.
Wen Yue still left behind three low-grade magic swords.
If it's a middle grade one, he only has two in his hand, which is not enough to divide.
Moreover, in the middle stage of Qi training, taking a medium-grade magic weapon will easily attract the covetousness of others. In order to avoid misfortune to them, Wen Yue cannot give too many things.
But in Wen Yue's opinion, no matter how much money you put out, it's worth it.
That's what Mr. cares about.
Whatever the husband cares about, he cares about.
Half pushing and half giving in, he left the magic sword behind.
Wen Yue came to the Houshan Cemetery, and Tushanjun walked out of the banner.
"Sir, I will go to the worship building to talk to them."
Wen Yue left quickly after leaving his words. It would be too foolish to stay and be an eyesore at this time.
Walking to Li Qingfeng's grave, Tu Shanjun opened his mouth, but he didn't know what he should say.
Li Qingfeng's living soul is still in the soul flag, so he shouldn't be considered dead.
It's just that the living soul only has its own shape and cannot speak, and there is no difference between it and the dead.
Sitting in front of the grave, Tushanjun sighed.
…
"Fellow Taoist is leaving?"
Wen Yue asked in surprise.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Wen, I am ready to leave Xiaolingzhou."
"Xiao Lingzhou is a good place, but it also ties us down. We are unwilling to stay here all the time." Mr. Lu said seriously.
He has obtained the hydrangea that can be used to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill. If it is not converted into resources, he will have to guard the hydrangea and die in this life.
When embarking on the road to immortality, who doesn’t have great ambitions and who doesn’t want to become an immortal?
"When are you leaving?"
"soon."
"I wish my fellow Taoists good luck and prosperity, and that they may become immortals and attain the Tao."
"It's probably going to be difficult for the old Taoist in this life."
"Fellow Daoist Wen, you are still young. Even if you damage your origin, you still have the opportunity to build a foundation. I am not trying to persuade you, but all the worldly things are just a stage in our lives."
Perhaps seeing Wen Yue's silence, Mr. Lu slightly handed over his hand: "I hope fellow Taoist Wen will consider it."