Under the dim light of the moon, the clan-protecting formation shimmered slightly.
Tu Shanjun turned around and walked in. When he walked to the door, the doors and windows had already been shattered by the magic power of the foundation-building monks, and the moonlight shrouded a figure lying on the ground.
Trembling.
Unstable mana fluctuations.
The lush locust trees are covered with a layer of silver gauze, and scattered light spots fall on the small courtyard with bluestone slabs.
The courtyard is no longer as tidy as it once was.
Although it still looked orderly, it was cast into gloom.
Small weeds emerged from the gaps in the floor tiles, breaking the originally intact bluestone slabs.
It's like a seriously ill patient passing away.
Cover the face with the final white cloth.
Tushanjun raised his head, the bright moonlight was filled with coldness and silence.
His footsteps paused slightly, and he looked at the two people in front of the desk through the light.
The vitality is gone, leaving only an empty body.
Tushanjun's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Is it ‘to express my condolences’ or ‘to take care’?
It doesn't seem to be so timely.
…
Russia.
Noisy.
The chaotic footsteps after the howling.
The entrance of the small courtyard was crowded with monks.
The shadow flame of the torch swayed, reflecting the monk's expression.
Either surprised, or at a loss...
There were so few clan elders who knew about it that most clan members had no idea what was going on.
It wasn't until he arrived in front of the small courtyard and saw the monk wrapped in a black robe like a little sun that he understood the seriousness of the matter. Those with insufficient cultivation were immediately blocked from the outside and could not get close.
It's a pity that people just can't change their mind about watching the excitement.
Even if he is facing the Golden elixir monks, this is the hinterland of the Ding family in Beiluoshan. There are Jin elixir ancestors and more than ten elders of the Foundation Establishment clan, so he will not be too worried or afraid.
"what happened?"
"I don't know, but wasn't this courtyard closed two years ago and no clan members are allowed to approach it?"
"It seems like we haven't seen him since then..." The pupils of the whispering tribesmen narrowed and they almost blurted out Father Ding's name.
The tribesmen around him quickly stopped him: "Be careful what you say!"
It turned out that the clan elder's eyes had followed the sound and he was staring at them sternly.
"The ancestor is here."
When the sound was heard, all the tribesmen gave way to a narrow road.
The ancestor of the Ding family walked into the small courtyard and waved his magic power into a light shield to keep everyone out.
"The clan elder stays, everyone else should go back." A faint voice fell into the ears of the clan members.
Elders of various clans also began to drive people away.
After a while, only the clan elders who had established their foundations were left in front of the courtyard.
Even without the moonlight, the aura of the Golden elixir monk is like a rotating and blooming spark of light.
Old Ancestor Ding walked under the big locust tree, only a few steps away from the threshold. He looked at the rickety figure crouching in front of the desk and said softly: "Child..."
bass!
The mana ripples vibrated, and a figure rushed in front of Old Ancestor Ding and grabbed him by the collar.
The moment he raised his fist, Old Ancestor Ding was knocked against the barrier of mana.
"Why?"
"You said that as long as you are here, nothing will happen to them."
"You said it!"
Ancestor Ding was unprepared, and even the magic power around him had been withdrawn long ago. Due to the obstruction of the ripples, the clan elders blocking the door could not hear what they said, and could only see the sudden burst of light and the flash of light.
figure.
Seeing that Old Ancestor Ding was grabbed by the collar by Ding Xie, he was knocked against the magic barrier.
The elders from other clans in the courtyard exclaimed ‘ancestor’ one after another.
Just about to burst out with magic power.
Tu Shanjun's face became colder and colder, and when he raised his eyebrows, his spiritual thoughts immediately expanded, completely locking the eleven people.
The great power of the golden elixir monk immediately stops all those who act rashly.
The ancestor of the Ding family raised his hand and motioned for all the clan elders to retreat.
His expression palpitated, and finally he sighed quietly, with deep regret.
He reached out and took off the miter on his head. His hair, which should have been neatly tied up, immediately fell down. The ancestor of the Ding family handed over the miter and hairpin: "I broke my promise."
This is undoubtedly a great gift.
Especially acting as an elder.
If an ordinary family encountered such a thing, they wouldn't even ask a question.
Even if there are complaints, the family's interests will always be higher than the individual's, and there will never be a scene where the ancestor personally apologizes.
Still such a great gift.
What greeted him was a pair of red eyes, bloodshot.
It doesn't matter what your face looks like, the blood and tears become turbid and become a single drop.
"What I want to hear is not an apology!"
"Why, why did they die."
"When I leave..."
A trace of black energy grew and climbed onto Ding Xie's face
Tu Shanjun's eyes flashed with divine light, and he secretly said: "No, it's actually a demonic statue!"
If the five yin miasma and the six thieves rebel and the Yin Shen is eroded, they will lose their minds and become demons, becoming the devil of cholera in the world, and will even provoke a crusade from monks all over the world.
The ancestor of the Ding family obviously realized it too.
Turning his hand, a purple light talisman fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Ding family.
He promised Ding Xie's parents with the oath of heaven that he would rescue Ding Xie if he saw him acting possessed. The purple talisman in his hand was used as one of the means to suppress the bottom of the box, which was enough to help Ding Xie calm down.
About to take action.
Only a little golden light shrouded it.
Ding Xie suddenly felt that there was an old ape with closed eyes before his eyes, and all the black energy around him had evaporated.
The clenched white fingers gradually loosened.
Tu Shanjun walked to Ding Xie's side, and his consciousness was firmly locked on the ancestor of the Ding family.
With the fake elixir's state of mind, it is impossible for him to fall into the devil so easily. Even if he allows distracting thoughts to breed, he will just use some means.
The black steaming scene just now seemed weird.
However, the true meaning of Demon Ape's Dingyi Fist is enough to destroy and suppress it.
This true meaning in itself is powerful enough, and Tushanjun has advanced to the realm of golden elixir, and he can pull back even those at the same level who are about to become possessed.
Now is not the time to delve into it.
If he wants to fight, even Ding Xie will show mercy.
He Tushanjun will not be merciful.
If you want to be an enemy, kill them all and leave no one alive.
As long as Ding Xie opens his mouth, he will be slaughtered tonight.
Silent, but the strongest support.
Ding Xie let go of his hand and was in a daze for a moment. He closed his eyes but could still see it vividly.
…
Mother put down the spiritual booklet.
Next comes.
"Sambo, kneel down!"
After the shouting ended, Ding Xie turned over and knelt in front of his parents.
When he fell to the ground, the dust on the ground stuck to his face, mixed with tears and turned into mud, smearing his originally handsome face.
"After your father and I die, don't cause trouble to the family members."
"Sambo, can you agree to my parents' last wish?"
He knew that his parents were waiting for a word from him.
Tears welled up in springs, stuck in my throat, and even my body trembled.
The monk, who was at the peak of his foundation building and in a false state of mind, could not give an answer.
The night is silent.
The lifeless father and mother sat in front of the desk, waiting for Ding Xie's answer.
Ding's father and Ding's mother knew that Sanbao had his own opinions.
But because of this, once the Three Treasures are no longer restrained, more intense conflicts will only break out.
There were clues last time. Now that the three treasures are at the peak of foundation building, and there are golden elixir monks beside them, in the end, both the family and the family will suffer losses.
This was a situation neither of them wanted to see.
"Do you have to ask your parents to beg you?"
"Well……"
Ding Xie clenched his teeth suddenly, cracks appeared on several of his teeth, and blood flowed from the cracks along the corners of his mouth, staining his gums and mouth.
It has a fishy and sweet taste, but only feels bitter.
He kowtowed to the ground and fell heavily.
"My child, promise!"
…
Tushanjun, who had already noticed that something was wrong, did not use his spiritual sense to pry.
He also has no intention of delving into other people's private affairs.
The five senses and six consciousnesses were suppressed to the lowest level, so he didn't know what Ding Xie said to his family or what happened after he entered the family.
Time was so tight that the Ding family members gathered as soon as the roar started, without giving him a chance to react.
On the contrary, the ancestor of the Ding family actually bowed his head and apologized, and even turned over his hand to offer the purple talisman.
This was something Tushanjun didn't expect.
No matter what the other party meant, Tu Shanjun did not let down his guard, nor did he look down on him just because he was at the top of the same level.
…
Ding Xie came back to his senses and released his clenched white hands.
The noisy veins disappeared, leaving only a face as cold as frost, and the biting coldness in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only the unwavering indifference of the ancient well.
silence.
Under the faint moonlight, Ding Xie turned around and walked towards the door, stopping in front of the threshold.
His lips trembled and his eyes trembled.
He spat out the words as if he was holding back something:
"Give me the souls of their two elders."
"I don't know what secrets the family has, and I don't care about these things at all."
"From now on, I will walk on your Yangguan Road and I will cross my single-plank bridge."
Tu Shanjun frowned and glanced with his consciousness. There were no souls of Ding Xie's parents left in the room. No wonder Ding Xie would ask about the souls at this time.
Because he didn't want to get involved in prying eyes, Tu Shanjun didn't pay attention at first.
Looking back now, this matter is clearly weird.
Ding Xie was able to endure the pain of Long Hu and calm down, not only because of the true meaning of Dingyi Fist, but also because his parents' souls were held in the hands of others.
When the words were heard, Tushanjun's eyes became sharper, and the ghost hand opened to form the seal of heaven to condense the realm of law.
No matter what the reason is, a fierce battle is inevitable. It just so happens that all the top combat power of the Ding family is gathered here, saving him from wasting his efforts.
Seeing that the golden elixir ghost cultivator in black robe was about to form the seal of the realm, the ancestor of the Ding family suddenly turned serious: "I did not hold back the souls of the two of them."
"Earlier, I tried my best to stop it because I thought it could be saved again. How could it be like this?"
"family……"
When Ding Chuanli stepped forward, he faced Tu Shanjun who was in the golden elixir realm.
He remembered Tu Shanjun. The two of them were at the peak of foundation building three years ago. At that time, the black-robed ghost's cultivation level was still fluctuating. Unexpectedly, when he met today, the other party's cultivation level was stable and strong, and he clearly had the capital to hit the middle stage of the Golden Core.
.
Don't tell me that I would have reached an agreement with Ding Xie's parents.
Even if there is a misunderstanding now and the two golden elixirs take action, Bei Luoshan may be destroyed.
The losses at that time were incalculable.
"enough!"
"Where is the soul?!"
"Where's the soul!!" He blurted out the words almost in a roar.
Tu Shanjun looked directly at the ancestor of the Ding family and slowly said: "Fellow Taoist, return the souls of my brothers and parents."
The ancestor of the Ding family shook his head and said: "It involves the secrets of the family's foundation, and I can't do anything about it."
"If fellow Taoist fellow Taoist can defeat me, I will not continue to block him."
Tu Shanjun did not respond, but looked at Ding Xie.
There are only two kinds of questions hidden in the eyes: "Do you want to die or do you want to live?"