Viewed from a high altitude, the original Chiwu Sect's station was covered by the shadow of the Black Mountain. The surrounding earth and rocks slowly gathered under the pull of the Black Mountain Seal, and the originally somewhat illusory shadow of the mountain gradually solidified.
The original Gaoshan Sect has long since disappeared.
The palace buildings were turned into ruins.
Hundreds of miles of sects are completely covered by shadows, connected to the distant mountains, as if this is how it should be.
Even the traces of the Chiwu Sect were completely erased.
The strong wind blew through his clothes, causing his loose red hair to float.
Perhaps Tu Shanjun felt it was a little intrusive, so he casually tied up his unruly long hair.
Looking inside the Dantian, I still have 65% of my mana left.
At that time, under the control of the Black Mountain Ghost King, Tu Shanjun's magic power reached 100%, allowing Tu Shanjun to move freely.
In fact, destroying the sect did not consume much mana, and less than half of the mana was used on the road. Otherwise, if you wanted to travel from Dahei Mountain and follow the normal escape speed, Sunset Mountain would have already sent people there.
Tu Shanjun holds in his hand the magic weapon and storage bag of the Golden Pill monk of Chiwu Sect.
Now is not the time to take stock, there are more important things to do.
The spell in his hand turned, and the black and purple French characters unfolded.
Driven by mana, the Zunhun Banner flew into the sky above the Chiwu Sect and connected with the formation that had been set up to absorb the ghosts and condensed evil spirits.
The turbulent evil spirit poured into the soul flag like a sea tide.
The black-red aura can be clearly seen even by ordinary people.
If there are monks here, they will definitely notice something strange. If they are righteous monks with advanced cultivation, they will even stop the demon in front of them from practicing the Soul Banner.
The spiritual consciousness of the middle stage of Jindan cultivation is shrouded and assisted by formations. Even if someone hides, they will still be discovered by the Xu Zun Soul Flag in the sky.
There are a total of fifteen Yin Gods entering the formation, and among them there is actually a Yin God who is in the fake elixir realm. The remaining fourteen are relatively mediocre, with three late stages of foundation building, middle and early stages of foundation building.
The souls of all cultivators have your cultivation level, not those of non-practitioners. Even if Tu Shanjun uses the Soul Reverend Banner to summon him, it is just to fill the number.
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"I'm not dead?"
In the forest, Wang Er opened his eyes and quickly began to explore.
The body did not turn into flesh, and the head did not explode, it was still intact.
At that time, he could clearly see the invisible object being crushed under the weight of the Immortal Master.
Despair suddenly occurred in my heart.
Not even the Immortal Master could stop him. How could he, an ordinary warrior with no cultivation base or even spiritual roots, resist the disaster that was like the end of the world?
Looking back now, I feel scared.
He also finally understood what kind of strength a profound immortal master possessed.
His magical powers are truly capable of moving mountains and filling seas.
Once it takes action, it will cover the sky and the sun.
There is no room for resistance at all.
Not to mention ordinary warriors like them, even those high-ranking immortal masters were unable to fight back at all and could only flee quickly.
To this day, he still remembers the frightened look on the immortal master's face.
To be honest, all the immortal masters he had seen had faces as usual and were as profound as the abyss, but this time it completely subverted his imagination of the immortal masters.
"I'm not dead."
A loud shout came, and Wang Er couldn't help but turn his head and found that he was not the only one in the forest, but there were many warriors wearing handyman clothes, including people he knew.
"Everyone is fine."
"Did the immortal master take action to save us all?"
It would be quite powerful if thousands of handymen gathered together.
They are said to be handymen, but in fact they are all warriors.
Without third-rate martial arts, you can't even enter the mountain gate, let alone deal with the chores of life for the immortal master.
Originally, in the ordinary world, a third-rate martial artist could open a martial arts studio and become a wealthy man.
But when they entered the Immortal Sect, they became mere servants. All they wanted was to become stronger and even become Immortal Masters.
"Why is there no sign of the Immortal Master?"
Wang Er also became confused. There was not even an immortal master among them.
If there is anything in common, it is that they are all handymen without any cultivation. Even the former seniors who rebelled against their innate nature did not appear here.
"If there is any similarity, it is that there are no monks."
"Not a single monk."
Wang Er's heart palpitated.
His strength has reached the first level, and the next step is to rebel against his innate nature and become an innate warrior, which will also step into the realm of the immortal master. If his guess was correct, if he had reached that realm early, he would not be here.
"Why exactly."
Wang Er thought carefully about the memory of that time.
He opened his eyes suddenly: "The one who destroys Ershan Gate..."
"How about we go back to the sect and have a look."
"Look there, isn't that where the sect should be? What happens now?"
"What?!"
"That seems to be a mountain."
"Dead! They are all dead! We are the only ones who survived. Don't you know it? It was the great monk who moved mountains and reclaimed seas who saved our lives. Have you forgotten that the mountains falling from the sky did not crush us?"
"Why did he let us live?"
"Maybe we are too weak."
Everyone suddenly fell silent. They didn't even have any cultivation. They said they were third-rate, second-rate, or first-rate. In fact, they were still mortals. In the eyes of the immortal master, they were no different from ordinary people.
In the eyes of the great monks, they are just slightly bigger ants.
However, this doesn't seem to make sense.
Because the black-robed monk came to destroy the family, how could he spare their lives?
Wang Er looked at the place where the Chi Wu Sect should have been. It had been replaced by mountains, and the steaming black-red aura turned into a thick fog.
His body was trembling, but it was not fear, but excitement that even he himself did not know clearly: "Man, this is how it is!"
"Let's go, even if the Chiwu Sect is destroyed, it will be useless for us to stay here."
"I have decided not to seek immortality anymore, but to go home and open a martial arts school in the future." There are those who yearn more for monks, and naturally there are also those who were frightened by Tu Shanjun and became discouraged. They no longer pursue immortality, but plan to return to the secular world.
Moreover, more people have the heart to return to the secular world.
"I hope you will do more good deeds so that you can do the same for yourself."
Just as they were preparing to leave in twos and threes, a sudden voice echoed in their minds.
It's as powerful as thunder, yet so familiar that it's terrifying.
It was obviously only the second time they heard it. The last time it was: "The one who destroyed Ershan Gate, Daheishan..."
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Tu Shanjun did not explain why he spared these uncultivated people alive.
The last words are just a shock.
Even if they are only third-rate warriors, such a large force would be a huge force in the ordinary world. Tu Shanjun raised his head and looked at the Zunhun Banner. He did not want to scold this damn world because it was meaningless.
One after another, ghosts entered the flag.
There are a total of 1,873 Qi-training Yin Souls.
Along with the majestic evil energy, vortexes formed in all directions.
The soul flag in the center of the vortex transformed again.
Tu Shanjun found that his cultivation level had also become loose.
"Finally, it's time to advance." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.
As he flew closer, complex purple-black patterns appeared on the two side panels of the Zunhun Banner, as if they were embroidered with needle and thread, more like something terrifying was written with fingers dipped in ghost blood.
The skeleton demon above the main flag is covered with cuticles and bites the surface of the flag.
The cross beam is like an extended arm, grasping the two auxiliary panels.
Now I can't tell which side is the front and which side is the back.
Both sides are edged in scarlet, and the reliefs of evil ghosts on the black flags change every moment, as if evil ghosts are grabbing onto the soul flags and trying to crawl out of it every time.
The black and red main pole has a bit more golden lines, spiraling and connected to the skeleton devil at the top.
Today's soul-revering flags are already different from the original rough ones. Even the Blood Demon Sect's magic weapon, the soul-respecting flag, has no similar appearance except that they are both types of soul flags.
"The late stage of Jindan."
Tu Shanjun did not feel his later strength from this body.
His physical body remains in the soul flag, and now he is just using his body in a state of backlash to drive it with magic power.
In fact, the combat effectiveness that can be exerted cannot reach the late stage of Jindan.
The advancement of strength requires matching of corresponding mana.
Tushanjun, who has no magic power, can only do this.
Reaching out to hold the Zunhun Banner, a faint coolness came from the black gold main pole. Tu Shanjun knew the specific situation without opening the attribute panel.
The magic weapon has reached its peak so far, and there will be no more top-level ones.
Just like the fake elixir realm monks belong to the peak of foundation building, the best magic weapons also belong to the high-grade magic weapons.
The handful of most powerful magic weapons among the high-grade magic weapons will be called the best.
The Zunhun Banner does have some background as a top-quality magic weapon.
Existence: 4256/million
Counting Tu Shanjun himself, there are a total of seven Jindan monks, forty-six Foundation-building monks, and more than 4,000 Qi practitioners. Moreover, these monks all have bodies, and even if they die in battle, they can use evil energy to repair them.
How could such a magic weapon not be the best magic weapon?
Above this is the spiritual treasure.
Tu Shanjun made some calculations and realized that if he wanted to advance to the spiritual treasure level, his strength must reach the peak of the golden elixir, and then survive the catastrophe, so that it would be possible for the Sovereign Soul Banner to transform into a spiritual treasure.
As for why the Soul Banner became a high-grade magic weapon, Tushanjun's cultivation level is only in the late Jindan stage. This is also because the Yin Shen in the Soul Banner is insufficient.
Tu Shanjun's strength is directly linked to the Yin God in the soul flag.
Now that the Zunhun Banner has advanced and Tushanjun's bottleneck has disappeared, it is natural to start preparations for improving his cultivation.
Maybe other sects don't have so many Yinshen, but one sect definitely has the foundation that can elevate his cultivation to the peak of the Golden Core.
This matter still requires planning.
The current difficulties have not been overcome, and there is no way to talk about the future.
The evil spirit was absorbed and it was a clear night sky.
Tu Shanjun checked the derived magical powers of the magic weapon.
"The curse of all ghosts."
Curse of Ten Thousand Ghosts: The practice of opening an altar is to write the name and birth date of the cursed person on the soul flag.
When shaking the soul flag, visualize the person being cursed, and use the soul flag to curse and kill all ghosts.
Those who fall victim to this technique will have their spirituality dimmed, their internal organs destroyed, their spirits unstable, and even their lives lost.
After death, the ghost soul will be brought into the Zunhun Banner to become a service soul.
Even Tu Shanjun was a little surprised.
This technique is so evil, it is a vicious technique that kills people invisible.
"Is it the derived magical power of the best magic weapon? If it doesn't cost much to kill a monk of the same level, it is indeed very powerful." Rather, it would be better to say that the current Soul Reverend Banner looks a bit like an evil magic weapon.
However, this thing doesn't look like it's just a small price to pay.
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There is one more chapter left, and it is finished.