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346, Eye-shielding

"Really?"

"Dad, when did I ever lie to you?" Tu Shanjun smiled, condensing the formula of Demonic Ape Dingyiquan.

This magic ape concentration method is really a rare and good skill.

I also helped Tushanjun many times.

He hopes that this insight method can help his daughter overcome the difficulties of spiritual practice in the future.

Tu Shanjun had also prepared the annotations on the boxing sutra of Demonic Ape Dingyi Quan. If he hadn't been afraid that his daughter's talent would be too high and it would be easy to develop martial arts inner energy when practicing boxing, Tu Shanjun would have passed on this visualization boxing technique to Jinghong.

Holding the boxing manual, Tu Shan Jinghong asked innocently: "Dad, how many boxings do I need to practice?"

"Practice until you are no longer afraid."

"Dad, what kind of punch is this?"

"This is……"

Tu Shanjun stood there, stunned. He didn't seem to know why he was punching, and he didn't know what kind of natural power he should mobilize.

However, when the child asked him today, he seemed to understand a little bit.

For the baby, this is a punch that does not scare her.

But for Tushanjun,

Send out a punch and ask the world

Do all the monks in the world yearn to become immortals like me?

"With this punch, I say to fellow Taoists, please enter the banner."

"This punch is the fist of shouting, the fist of resistance, the fist of devouring... It is the most persistent punch of thousands of Yin gods worshiping the gods to become immortals."

Although there is a direction, this punch obviously still needs to grow.

Now it's just a prototype.

"Then let's call it Soul Swallowing Fist."

The true meaning of swallowing souls is still just a sprout buried in the sea of ​​consciousness, lacking the soil to take root and sprout.

Tu Shanjun put down his fist.

He couldn't throw this punch.

Because his Dao is not enough to support him from throwing this punch.

He just stood on the other side of the broken bridge and saw his true meaning, but he didn't walk over, so he could only exert less than 10% of his power.

The Tao is the soil from which true meaning grows.

Only then did Tu Shanjun understand that it was not the monks who caught the power of nature, but that their true meaning would manifest such power when they understood it from nature.

It’s not that you can’t look within, but it’s more intuitive to look outside.

The true meaning of seeking within is more idealistic, and in summary it is more abstract, but when it is understood, the power of the true meaning exerted is no different.

As the saying goes, there is no strongest true meaning, only the strongest monk.

Tu Shanjun has never been so clear about his Taoist name.

Now I can pick one myself, it should be called 'Zunhun Zhenren'.

After going round and round, it seems that only the word "Zunhun" can explain the first half of his life.

The aura around Tu Shanjun seemed to become thicker at this moment, and his cultivation was no longer as sharp as he said: "Dad will teach you how to practice boxing."

"OK!"

Jinghong agreed and looked at his father longingly.

After becoming a monk, he directly saw his father's pressure, and even saw the strange prison-like scene with his own eyes. Tu Shan Jinghong felt that he was too boastful and should not have boasted that he could surpass his father.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Wa'er was thinking.

Little did she know that what Wa'er saw with Chongtong left a deep shadow in her heart.

That's because Tu Shanjun is her father.

Otherwise Tushan Jinghong would never have recovered so quickly.



The next days will be more pleasant.

In addition to practicing boxing every day, Tu Shan Jinghong also practices spiritual practice. With Tu Shanjun planning a path of practice for her, and with her own qualifications of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, it can be said that she is in an uninhabited land, and there are no bottlenecks in the early stages of Qi practice.

In less than a hundred days, he has reached the third level of Qi training.

If Tu Shanjun hadn't allowed her to calm down, she would have been able to break through even faster.

However, in the mid-term, it also made rapid progress.

Tu Shanjun did not spoil his daughter, and used the dream-entrance technique to pull her into the illusion to train her.

The illusion of the Zunhun Banner has Yin Shen from qi training to golden elixir sitting in charge, coupled with good spiritual intelligence, it can exert 70 to 80% of the strength before birth, which is more than enough to train a young monk in the qi training period.

At the same time, Tushanjun also has to let his children know that people’s hearts are sinister.

Don't be arrogant and think that your talent is so strong that you don't take others seriously. You will definitely suffer in the future.

Except for the first few times, Tushan Jinghong didn't seem to take it seriously.

The child is so outstanding that Tu Shanjun doesn’t know how to educate him.

Fortunately, I have not developed a domineering temper. Apart from being a bit arrogant, I don't have any major problems. I am past the age of playing in the mud, so I have to learn to act cool.

Everything he says and does is like a little adult.

There is no rebellious period. In addition to spiritual practice, I practice boxing every day.

If you have any other thoughts, you will let them go as soon as the three minutes of heat has passed.

In addition, Tu Shanjun was quite open-minded, which made Jinghong feel boring.

Therefore, he just wants to surpass his father in cultivation.

It’s okay to grow older, as someone has taken good care of you since you were a child.

Miss Long'er, a golden elixir cultivator, stayed by her side every step of the way, and she didn't need to worry about Tu Shanjun.

In Daheishan, which is a big place, everyone, whether it is the demon king or the general, gives way to her, and she has been used to it since she was a child.



Tu Shanjun was studying how to cover Jinghong's eyes without damaging them.

It can be used as a trump card to activate when encountering a life or death crisis.

This is undoubtedly a difficult problem.

Although ordinary spells can conceal them, they can also be broken.

Monks with a higher level of cultivation than him can better see the traces of the technique.

If you are exposed due to this, it will not be beautiful, so you need something without traces to cover your eyes.

Tu Shanjun looked through the complicated spells in his mind.

Finally I came up with a solution, but I don't know if it will work.

Regardless of whether you can succeed or not, you still have to try.

Tu Shanjun took out the soul flag, and the soul flag immediately turned into Zhang Xu, and it moved automatically without wind.

With a slight sway, a body rolled out from the side of the Hun Banner. This body was tall and burly, with double horns on its forehead, wild red hair, and a face exactly like that of Tu Shanjun.

It's just that it's different from the ordinary physical body. This body is more ferocious, with lin armor as the feathers and feathered clothes as a cloak.

His horns shot into the sky, and his open eyes turned completely black.

Three filthy divine lights bloomed behind his head, and the five internal organs in his chest seemed to have become a spirit, shaped like an imp.

This is the body that has used the spirit demon death-resistant technique. Tu Shanjun had no choice but to use this technique when he faced the Demon King of Daheishan last time, and then he discovered the weirdness of this technique.

Not only is the body not dead, but it is becoming more alive and stronger.

Three filthy divine lights reflected the five internal organs in the chest, and sharp feathers pierced the flesh and grew out of the wounds.

The most important thing is that this body is still practicing breathing independently.

In other words, it was sealed in the soul flag by Tu Shanjun, so it didn't become more powerful. It had just been released for a while, and it had already revealed its ominous appearance.

Tushanjun's Yin spirit floated out and flew into this mutated body.

I just felt a sense of relief.

It's like being able to give full play to your own strength.

At this moment, the old ape in cassocks in his consciousness had punched, and the golden light shrouded Tushanjun's Yin Shen, helping him stabilize his Yin Shen consciousness.

Tu Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes, and the darkness faded away, revealing the black eyes and the whites.

Changes in surgical techniques on the hand: "Zheqing method."

"Break!"

This knife struck his own Yinshen, blocking his desire to stay in this body forever.

This thing is weird and ominous, affecting people's consciousness.

A Jindan monk with a firm mind like Tu Shanjun almost fell into trouble, and he didn't dare to let himself sink completely. If it weren't for the plan, Tu Shanjun would definitely destroy this body and turn it into evil spirit.

He raised his head and looked at the remaining body in front of him.

Tu Shanjun turned his hand into a knife and began to disintegrate the body of this great monk in the late stage of Golden Elixir.

The tops and corners of the minions are excellent materials for refining weapons. Unfortunately, Tushanjun's weapon refining has not yet reached the level of refining magic weapons, so we can only keep these raw materials and think about it later.

After peeling off the evil ghost's skin, Tushanjun began to deal with it.

Reluctantly making it into a rough blank, Tushanjun used magic to carve spells on the skin. Finally, after cutting and repairing it, he turned it into a robe that could withstand wind and frost.

"Go and look for Jinghonglai."



"Dad, did you call me?"

Tu Shanjun in the temple was hiding in the shadow of the fireworks, which didn't look very realistic, but Tu Shan Jinghong didn't care, and was very happy to come to the temple.

The true meaning in Tu Shanjun's mind is running, and the emotion-bending technique firmly grasps his emotions.

He said solemnly and coldly: "The devil has decided, the first move is to stay calm. Dad needs to carve the spell on your body and cover your eyes."

"Dad, your voice."

"Don't say too much."

When the cold and emotionless voice fell, Jinghong immediately shuddered. This was the first time she saw her father's tone like this. She immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and quickly followed suit.

Tu Shanjun stood up and walked over. At this time, he was covered in black energy, but his mind was extremely clear. He held the ghost horn and used it as the most precise carving knife.

"The Great Luo of All Worlds"

The realm of law has arrived.

The surroundings fell into darkness.

Tu Shanjun raised the ghost horn, and with his hand, he passed through Jinghong's sea of ​​consciousness and appeared directly in front of the three souls.

After selecting the Tianhun, Tu Shanjun carved his own image on the Tianhun.

This technique was not powerful originally, but after so many years of improvement and use, Tu Shanjun has brought this technique to its extreme.

The materials he used this time were also unusual. They were his own body in the late stage of Jin Dan and his Yin Shen contrast.

"Spirit-possessed."

"The devil covers his eyes."

As the last stroke fell, the entire horn melted into the carved spiritual pattern.

The portrait of Tushanjun seemed to come alive.

He stretched out his hands as if he was embracing something.

As the ghost hand fell on Jinghong's eyes, the strangeness of the eyes immediately disappeared, and the heavy children gathered together and turned into a child's hole.

Tu Shanjun took two steps back and said happily: "Success!"

Possessing souls is simply a genius idea.

Even Tushanjun himself felt a great sense of accomplishment.

The soul fused with that ghost horn, which is equivalent to merging into Tushanjun's bloodline. Now Jinghong has truly become Tushanjun's biological son.

He pulled over the evil ghost's robe that he had prepared long ago and put it on Jinghong.



Deep in the underworld.

The black shadow was like mist, and he cupped his hands and said: "King of Heaven, our elder has come out of seclusion."

The Ghost King said solemnly: "If I cooperate with him, wouldn't it be easier than now?"

"Oh, does the King of Heaven think that there will be many opportunities to become a baby, or does the one in Yangcheng allow you to interfere?"


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