The aura of true meaning surrounding Tu Shanjun's body slowly converged.
The terrifying coercion that originally belonged to the golden elixir monk bloomed.
Standing proudly in the sky, the blue sky can be seen clearly.
The phantom of the condensed incense and wish power was crushed and divided into countless rich auras by his soul-swallowing true intention, like clouds covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire giant city.
It makes Tushanjun's figure look slightly unreal.
"It's not perfect yet."
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.
His true meaning is still incomplete, and he cannot use his arms and fingers at all. Not only is it not as powerful as the great sun that burns everything away from Master Yuyanyan, but it is also not as powerful as the true meaning used by Master Jiefeng in Sunset Mountain.
However, Tushanjun was extremely satisfied.
It is not easy to find a monk with his own way.
Chi Xuan also has a lot of wisdom. In just a few years, he has cultivated to the realm of fake elixir. After that, he only waits for his own cultivation and magic power to reach its peak to face the golden elixir tribulation.
Turning his head slightly, he glanced at Chi Xuan, who was controlling the seal to seal the dojo's legal domain. Tu Shanjun formed a seal with his hands, moved his soul flag, and used the remaining magic power to gather the surrounding incense and wish power.
Black-robed Xunxun, the green-gray ghost finger nails and talisman patterns rotated and connected into a miniature compression suppression. All the condensed incense and wish power were forcibly refined by him into a red-yellow pill with golden lines.
Throw the pill to Chi Xuan.
At this time, his body had no mana support and dissipated in mid-air.
Chi Xuan suddenly felt relaxed.
He smoothly caught the red-gold pill thrown by Tu Shanjun.
This pill looked to be about the size of an ordinary person's head. It was not taken for his physical body at all, but rather seemed to be taken for the divine body of Chi Tianjun.
After taking the red-gold pill in his hand, Chi Tianjun's previously somewhat illusory body stabilized and became more solid, and even his entire body looked more divine.
Chi Xuan felt that his mana was also recovering quickly.
Just now, his mana had bottomed out, and he almost thought there was something wrong with his physical body. Otherwise, how could he have lost his mana on such a large scale?
The physical body of a monk is the foundation of spiritual practice. Without the physical body, it is like having no raft to cross the sea, unable to bear the burden of the underworld.
Fortunately, he knows where the mana flows.
And after so many years, the two parties have established good trust. Otherwise, Chi Xuan will definitely block his own magic power and prevent Tu Shanjun from using it.
It is easy for Tushanjun to mobilize a little mana.
This is also because Banner Master's own cultivation level is lower than his own, and he does not have many means of resistance. If the other party really resists with all his heart, even if he wants to draw so much mana, it will not be as easy as it is now.
Recalling the vigilance and embarrassment he felt when he first met Tushanjun, Chi Xuan smiled.
At that time, even if he was beaten to death, he would not give his magic power to Tushanjun. Although the world was in a bad state, at least there was no powerful demon. At that time, Tushanjun was too much like a demon.
Without thinking too much, Chi Tianjun stood up from where he was sitting cross-legged and shouted: "Great victory!"
"Heaven saves the world!"
"Great Master Chixuan."
"The Archmage..."
The mana of the incense invaded all directions, and Juling County was transformed into his dojo. The earth was covered with bright golden light, and the flowing clouds brushed over everyone's bodies. Only the rich incense protected them.
The eighteen-foot-long body of Chi Tianjun came down from above, twisting the hand seals with his hands, and his complicated red robe was like clouds in the sky. His face looked compassionately at the lives of the believers who worshiped him.
Chi Xuan's mind was like a turbulent wave, surging like blue waves.
The huge divine body walked through the corridor paved by the long river of incense.
Enjoying the cheers of the people in the three counties.
It was the excitement of much attention.
Even now, Chi Xuan couldn't hold back his surging emotions, which made his body tremble slightly, his face tensed, and he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that he would shout something.
I couldn't help but feel nostalgic: "Master, this should be regarded as a success."
"My name has resounded throughout the three counties and throughout Xuzhou, and will be blown to the world like the breath of the wind."
"This should make you stand out..."
Chi Xuan raised his head and laughed, with tears filling his eyes. The stubborn old man was no longer here, but the Red Sheep Palace was still there for him, and the legacy of their Red Sheep Palace was still there.
Recalling the time when I returned to Red Sheep Palace.
Perhaps, at that time, he already had such ambitions, so he agreed to Zhou Hui's seemingly crazy idea.
A hero does not hesitate to sacrifice his life and still cares about the common people in the world. He feels that he is not a hero. He has a good name and enjoys the praise of the people.
Otherwise, the evil spirits in the mountain villages of Ji County would not be wiped out.
It's not because of the name that I go through such a thankless effort.
However, when he was frustrated and felt powerless, he found that the fame he pursued did not seem to be that easy to use. In the final analysis, he still needed to have strong strength.
Of course, the path of spiritual practice requires strong strength. If you don’t have enough matching strength, you will always feel that your life is not free enough or comfortable enough.
Although Tushanjun was trapped in the soul flag, Chi Xuan still felt envious.
I envy his strong cultivation, and I also envy Tushanjun for being free enough.
Tu Shanjun didn't know Chi Xuan's thoughts. He didn't think this was freedom, it was just joy in suffering. The only advantage was that he could calm down and study the scriptures used for practice and perfect his magical powers.
Looking at the appearance of the divine body, walking from the long river of incense to the Taoist temple, the scattered incense power is like a stream of light, swaying in the giant city.
"Heaven and earth return together as numerous as sand and dust."
"disease."
With a squeeze of the magic formula, streaks of light flew out from Chi Tianjun's palm.
…
Er Leng looked up at the long river of incense.
He is a believer of the Chitian Society, and there are still many people left in his family. They fled from the south. If it were not for the shelter of the Chitian Society, the entire village would have been killed by the ghost generals raised by the imperial court.
In order to kill the rebels, the monks of the imperial court built the capital and raised rampant ghost generals to attack the city and seize the territory.
Ordinary people like them were either captured as strong men, or they became the soldiers and generals' military merits, their ears were cut off, and their heads were piled up.
The entire Southland was in chaos, and the counter-rebellion army seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
I don’t know if they were originally black or if they were dyed black by the quagmire. All in all, demons, demons, evil cults, and those small border countries that want to cause chaos are all in a mess.
It took a lot of effort to escape.
It's a pity that he was injured and can only be raised like this, unable to work in the fields.
Because the Chitian Society saved them, they simply joined the Chitian Society with their whole family.
At first, they only thought of them as a big local gang. Unexpectedly, unlike those cults, the Chitian Society actually gave them a way to survive and treated them as human beings.
When they had nothing, their dignity as a human became stronger, and the Chitian Society gave them enough respect.
"The Archmage..."
Er Leng pinched the hand that was offered to Tianjun as a gift. As the red light fell, he was surprised to find that his waist and leg injuries no longer hurt. He tried to move around and they were already healed.
"alright?!"
"The spirit has appeared, the Lord of Heaven has appeared!"
When they saw Chi Tianjun appear, they shouted for the manifestation, but at that time there was only excitement and fear of the sun falling and the appearance of powerful enemies. It was more like worshiping powerful creatures, just like worshiping immortals.
How can I accept bribes directly like now, and my own chronic illness will be cured under the care of Tianjun.
Not only Erling, but all the minor injuries and illnesses of all the believers in the city were instantly cured by the incense. Even the energy and spirit lost by the incense were quickly restored under the warmth.
The believers bathed in the power of Lord Chitian felt as if they had really arrived in the peaceful and prosperous age mentioned in the scriptures, with no disease, no disaster, no poverty and no hunger.
They knelt down one after another, holding hands to worship the Heavenly Lord, and recited the Red Sky Sutra.
Such a scene is just a flash in the pan. As Chi Tianjun's divine body returns to the Taoist temple, the incense clouds in the sky are completely consumed, and the golden stream of light around him disappears.
The believers in Juling County slowly returned to the present world from the original state of unity of spirit and body.
The divine body sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, gradually shrinking to its original six feet. As the body stiffened, gray sand appeared on the surface of the divine body and covered it. After a while, the entire divine body no longer showed any light.
Chi Xuan stood in front of the Taoist temple, looked into the distance quietly, and murmured: "It's time to take action!"
"Boom."
The darkness covering the world faded away, revealing the sunset.
The previously gathered spiritual energy bloomed and filled up again, and the spiritual energy in the world was stronger than before. It was even able to support Chi Xuan, who had built his foundation, to walk outside.
"The spiritual energy is back?" Chi Xuan frowned.
This is not a good sign.
The spiritual energy in the cave was already on the verge of drying up, but now it is filling the cave like a blowout. It doesn't feel like the cave is warming up, but like the light is returning, squeezing out the last spiritual energy and supplying it to the monks in the cave.
There is only one full sun left in the sky.
This time the sun also looks a little dim.
As time goes by, the temperature between heaven and earth is also dropping. People who originally only had to wear single clothes put on cotton-padded clothes one after another. Those who did not have cotton-padded clothes could only hide at home.
Chitianhui responded quickly and mobilized the chamber of commerce to sell quilts and cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold at low prices. As for why they were not distributed for free, it was because free things would not be cherished, let alone remembered by the people.
The remaining sun will not be able to bring the sudden drop in temperature back up, and the temperature will continue to drop.
Now in this early autumn season, people in Xuzhou have put on cotton-padded clothes.
"We don't have much time left."
Tu Shanjun conveyed the message to Chi Xuan, his expression and voice were solemn.
His true meaning is not perfect yet, and Dongtian can no longer hold on. Either he finds a way to stabilize Dongtian now, or he can only rely on the seal to break through the barrier and leave Dongtian.
Chi Xuan heard Tu Shanjun's urging, and he also felt anxious, because they really did not have much time.
After a moment of pause, Chi Xuan said: "If nothing can be done, I will send the old cultivator away from here and return to the world that the old cultivator said."
"You won't leave?"
"The general trend of the world is in the hands of Pindao, and it cannot be changed now."