As soon as I approached the temple, I saw a sneaky figure hiding next to the pillar.
Waving his hand to light the oil lamp in the temple, Tushanjun looked at the clay stone statue sitting high on the altar not far away. Three pillars of incense were lit in front of him. Birds and clouds of smoke drifted away, making the face of the stone statue appear erratic.
The face and figure of the statue are exactly the same as those of Tushanjun.
He just looks more divine, with a solemn face without joy or sadness. He sits cross-legged on the huge stone altar table, holding magic spells in his hand, and his indifferent eyes are condescending.
Looking at himself like this, Tushanjun feels quite strange.
There is a golden black mirror pressed under the stone statue, a spell holding the seal of Daheishanhe County in its hand, and the soul-honoring flag was placed inside the stone statue by Tu Shanjun.
No one can get close to the stone statue, not even monks with advanced cultivation.
Because he had already set up a large formation to lock up the stone statue, unless he had his permission and token.
With Tu Shanjun's current formation skills, a peak Jindan monk cannot break through this formation that has shrunk to such a large size.
Now someone came in.
Moreover, at that moment, Tushanjun even felt someone touching the stone statue.
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Looking at the shadow covering the surrounding light, the figure hiding behind the stone pillar came out timidly and shouted: "Daddy."
Tushanjun didn't look surprised either.
When his spiritual consciousness came over just now, he already knew who ran in. It was clearly Tu Shan Jinghong.
Miss Long'er, who was following Xiao Jinghong, saluted in a low voice: "Your Majesty."
"Why did you break in?" Tu Shanjun's voice and face were a bit colder, without any pressure. Just his eyes made the girl Long'er, who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, kneel on the ground and lower her head.
The baby is under two years old and she doesn't understand what this place is.
But it's impossible for Miss Long'er not to know.
Going forward, this was the self-proclaimed temple of the Ghost King of Daheishan, which helped her absorb incense and maintain her own balance. Speaking more closely, here is the soul banner of Tushanjun. If anything goes wrong, Daheishan will be destroyed.
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There is no reason why Mr. Tushan doesn’t pay attention to it.
If the internal manager really knew something, Tu Shanjun would not mind destroying the flower with his own hands.
Wa'er quickly hugged Tushanjun's thigh and said anxiously: "Dad, don't punish Auntie, I'm here to do it."
Tu Shanjun crossed his arms and held Xiao Jinghong in his arms, his voice obviously softened a lot: "Tell daddy, why did you come?"
"There's something in there."
As he said this, Xiao Jinghong pointed at the statue.
Tu Shanjun frowned, the stone statue was condensed by the power of incense and wishes.
If the child misses his father, it would be understandable to find him here, but what does it mean if there is something inside? This stone statue is very ordinary.
The only special thing is that Tushanjun placed three magic weapons here.
There is also the physical body of the Dharma.
Blocking with idols can preserve mana as much as possible.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand, and the Great Black Mountain Seal fell into his hand. Then it shrank to the size of a child's palm and was presented to the baby. Like coaxing a child, he lowered his voice and said, "Is this it?"
Xiao Jinghong was obviously a little moved, but shook his head.
Tu Shanjun took out the Golden Crow Mirror again, turned it into a small mirror, gave it to little Jinghong to play with, and still asked patiently: "This?"
The baby was having a good time but still shook his head.
This shake of the head stumped Tushanjun. Neither of them were satisfied?
The baby took the Golden Crow Mirror and looked at it again and again, then pointed at the stone statue and said: "Dad, it's that one, that one."
Tu Shanjun looked as usual.
However, there was a storm in my heart, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
He placed a total of three magic weapons here. Apart from the Great Black Mountain Seal and the Golden Crow Mirror, only the Honored Soul Banner remained.
It can never be the body of Dharma Enlightenment.
Although he is a golden elixir monk, after being blocked by the stone statue, the golden elixir monk can't even see that he has any skills, let alone a child.
"Tell dad why you are looking for that thing." Tu Shanjun did not scold him, but asked in a normal way.
"I saw it."
"See?"
"The eyes see, they have to find."
Xiao Jinghong clenched his fists, then pointed at the stone statue and said: "Good thing!"
Isn't it a good thing? The supreme magic weapon Zunhun Banner, even the monks at the peak of Golden Core may not have such a magic weapon.
And compared with other magic weapons, the functions of the Soul Reverend Banner are complete and complete. Obtaining the Soul Reverend Banner is equivalent to gaining a huge opportunity to achieve enlightenment.
Tu Shanjun immediately examined the baby's eyes carefully, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
No wonder, it turned out that the spell that sealed the eyes was damaged, causing the power of these eyes to be revealed.
It should be that when he deployed his mana to fight with others, his own mana fluctuations reacted with the spell, so this flaw occurred.
These eyes are really amazing.
There are many treasures in Daheishan, but the most powerful one is of course the Honored Soul Flag.
When Tu Shan Jinghong found out the most powerful and highest-quality magic weapon, the long sword, when he was on his first birthday, it was only a matter of time before he found the soul flag.
Moreover, Tu Shanjun did not carry the soul flag yet, so he sealed the soul flag and Juefa's body in the stone statue, which served as a target.
He casually strengthened Tushan's Jinghong Eyes technique.
The baby touched his eyes, feeling a little confused, as if he wanted to find what he had just seen, but after searching around, he couldn't find it.
A two-year-old child has no memory at all. After Tushanjun coaxed him for a while, he completely forgot what happened.
Put the baby down and let her run away by herself.
Tu Shanjun muttered and said: "Get up, didn't I tell you not to kneel in the future?"
Miss Long'er stood up quickly and explained nervously: "It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of the little princess."
"It's none of your business. If she comes, you won't stop her."
Tu Shanjun also knew that Long Er was like a doting mother, and it was impossible to discipline Tu Shan Jinghong seriously. Moreover, because he was the king, Long Er would not say harsh words to the baby.
He had no other choice but to seal the baby's spiritual roots and Chongtong first.
Wait until you are ten years old and your soul has grown up.
As for the Honored Soul Banner, Tu Shanjun didn't want Xiao Jinghong to take charge. With this talent and his training, not to mention becoming a powerful monk, at least the life span of the entire golden elixir would not be a problem for eight hundred years.
Holding flags is harmful to children.
The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift, once is enough, Tu Shanjun doesn't want to gamble.
Although there is a large formation blocking it, Tu Shanjun doesn't know how powerful Wa'er's double child is. If he accidentally activates the formation, takes out the soul flag, and then inputs mana, it will be really troublesome.
Therefore, for the sake of safety, it is better to keep children away from the temple.
Tu Shanjun warned: "Don't let children get close to this stone statue in the future."
"If she brings it up, she will change the subject. A child will be interested in me for three minutes, and soon he will lose interest. If you really can't handle it, bring your child to me."
Seeing Tu Shanjun's serious look, Miss Long'er immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and said sternly: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely not let the little princess get close to this stone statue."
While he was talking, Xiao Jinghong, who had returned from running away, held his hands in his hands: "Dad, look."
"Glowing bugs."
After a while, Tushan Jinghong had turned himself into a little clay monkey.
His claws were covered with mud, and his face had several marks on it. He raised his little hand with his two big fangs, as if he wanted to show it to Tushan Jun.
"Okay, let daddy take a look."
Originally Tu Shanjun thought it was a firefly.
There was indeed a firefly, but I didn't expect there was also a cricket.
Tu Shanjun frowned, but when he saw the child's expression, he quickly relaxed his frown and praised, "Hey, little Jinghong is so awesome. Who taught you this?"
Although it was a loving inquiry, the fierce look in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"Grandpa."
Hearing Jinghong's words, Tu Shanjun took a long breath of air.
He had to tell himself that he shouldn't be angry. It's true that children like to play. Anyway, if they get dirty, just wash them off. There's nothing to be angry about.
"Dad, where is grandpa?"
"Grandpa is home."
"go home?"
"That's right, go back to Yangcheng."
Tu Shanjun suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Master Yuyan had returned. Otherwise, he would not have known how he would have raised his child.
It was so good before, being quiet and quiet, reading comics by myself.
Only those trained in this way are like him.
Tu Shanjun is particularly satisfied with his education. He feels that if he teaches by words and deeds like this, his children will definitely become mature, stable, and elegant people in the future.
Unexpectedly, Master Yuyan turned the child into a clay monkey within half a month of his arrival. He was either catching bugs or climbing up trees to dig out bird eggs.
He was right to go back.
"oh."
"Go home."
Tushan Jinghong walked to Tushanjun's side, and then painted the mud on Tushanjun's robe.
There were several little children's handprints on the black monk's robe. Tu Shanjun frowned, and his originally indifferent eyes suddenly turned into shock and finally disgust.
Lifting up the Taoist robe, Tu Shanjun's voice rose two or three notches, adding a bit of parental annoyance: "Tu Shan is shocked!"
"I have a father and a family." Tu Shan Jinghong raised his head, showing his two fangs, and looked at Tu Shan Jun Le.
Tu Shanjun was stunned for a moment.
The two mud hands made a few more marks.
"Daddy, hug."
As he spoke, he opened his little hands full of mud.
Suddenly, Tu Shanjun felt his heart beat involuntarily, and then he reached out and picked up Tu Shan Jinghong.
Then the price was that he had two more mud marks on his face.
Tushanjun felt that the two fangs folded in his mouth were about to cut his lips.
The dignified late-stage golden elixir monk was calm, but faced with such a naughty clay child, he still found it difficult to contain himself.
Then he said: "It's useless to say nice things."
"Long'er, take her to take a bath and make her clean!" Tu Shanjun read the last four words very seriously.
"Your Majesty, I'll go right away."
The snickering Long Er quickly picked up Tu Shan Jinghong and walked quickly to the door.
Tushanjun was left standing alone in the temple.
He watched quietly, then laughed, turned his head away, not wanting anyone to see his expression, and could only hear him murmuring softly: "Do you have a home?"
"It should be."
Tu Shanjun turned around and walked out of the temple. At this time, Nie Quanjiu had woken up.
Several important demon kings and generals are in the main hall.
I was surprised to see several large mud fingerprints on Tushanjun's black robe.
Your Majesty is a great monk in the late Jindan stage. His body is clean and it is impossible for anyone to smear mud on it at will.
Tu Shanjun looked calm and said, "When children grow up, they will inevitably be naughty."
"Business matters, the mining of Lingshi Mine must be carried out early."
