Strange Jing shook his head and sighed: "Everyone has his own way to go."
"I have my way, and you have yours. Just use it as a reference. You don't have to follow it too much, or even treat it as a treasure."
"In vain, I have weakened my own way."
Strange Jing looked at Tu Shanjun with a smile: "To reach the peak of the first step as a casual cultivator, and to master such a highly restrictive technique that lives in a magic weapon, I think you must have suffered a lot."
Tu Shanjun froze on the spot.
Bewildered and stunned.
He opened his mouth slightly, trying to put on a smile that could be concealed, but found that his face froze.
He couldn't even make such a simple smile.
He was a great master at the pinnacle of the Golden Core, and when he heard this simple kindness from the other party, he actually felt sad.
After decades of practice, he has always been the support of others and the support of everyone around him. This was the first time he heard someone say such words to him, and it was like the fatigue and relaxation that had accumulated on him turned into sourness and surged into his heart.
.
Tu Shanjun moved his mouth and looked at the jade slip in his hand. The ripples on the smooth jade slip seemed to reflect the first half of his life.
Brother, brother was killed.
Apprentice, apprentice, died.
It was too late to send my friend off for the last time.
After finally calming down, Daheishan, which he had worked so hard to manage, was attacked again. His subordinates in distress entered the soul flag and won with difficulty. There was no time to say anything to his daughter or entrust him with anything.
Overnight, it seemed like his family was ruined.
The promise he made in the past has not yet been fulfilled, and the enemy sect that caused his death is still sitting safely in the small wilderness.
Tu Shanjun turned over the jade slip in his hand, and the back of his hand covered the crystal ripples above.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened them.
The sharpness in his eyes was hidden by him, and the look in his eyes was not solemn or calm, but a strange kind of calm: "Senior, do you think people should let go of their attachments?"
"lay down?"
Strange Jing's voice rose two or three points higher, and he burst into laughter. He hugged his belly and laughed until he couldn't stand up straight: "Oh, I'm getting older. It's interesting to listen to the younger generation talk. Let me laugh a little longer."
"Ha ha……"
Tushanjun waited quietly.
He didn't think there was anything to laugh about. The practice seemed to have a general outline, which was to let people let go of their obsessions and be able to face everything calmly.
Strange Jing seemed to have noticed Tu Shanjun's doubts. Most casual cultivators would not consider such issues because it was very difficult for them to survive. Who would think about these issues that deeply explore the true meaning of Taoism?
He didn't show off, but explained: "How to let it go?"
"All the techniques in this world are all for the purpose of becoming an immortal. Not to mention those evil cultivators and heretical practices, not to mention the monks of the Xuanmen Buddhist Sect."
"They want to become immortals, they want to go crazy!"
"You want him to put it down? No, as long as you tell them that no one can become a true immortal, those bull noses will draw their swords and chop you, and the bald donkeys of the ascetics will also hit you with vajra pestles."
"I still want them to let go."
"Maybe one day a true immortal will suddenly appear and tell you that as long as you let go, you will become an immortal. Don't listen to him, because he has become an immortal."
"If I become an immortal one day, I will talk nonsense too."
"It's a pity." Old Monster Jing sighed and shook his head. The best outcome of his situation was to be reincarnated and cultivate again. By then, he didn't know whether he would be able to become an immortal again and step into the path of cultivation.
Moreover, this is also the best result he predicted.
No matter how bad it is, it is impossible to say that it will be annihilated and dissipated with the seed of Shinto, and it will end up with the end of body and soul.
Tu Shanjun used to feel that he did not live a free and easy life, and he could not be free and easy. This was his nature and his experience. Maybe someone else who had the same experience as him could be free and easy, but he could not do it.
That's fine, he still remembers it.
As long as he is alive, there will still be people who remember them.
"Senior can't leave?"
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
"After so many years, I can't let Nielong live too comfortably. If I die, he will die of old age as well. Before I die, I have to go and see him off. This journey depends on your efforts." Mr. Jing.
The conversation suddenly changed.
"If you want to end the Great Cang Dynasty, you need to uproot the incense path. Without that thing to continue the incense path, no one will be able to practice the incense path, and there will be no dynasty that can survive for thousands of years."
"I could tell he wanted to do that."
Tu Shanjun did not refute, and Chi Xuan's two rebel flags were raised. If he gave up halfway, not only would Chi Xuan's Taoist heart be hurt, but Tu Shanjun's true meaning of swallowing souls would not be able to be deduced and perfected.
When the time comes for them to step out of the cave, with the soul flag in its current state, they will definitely fail in the thunder tribulation.
It's not that Tu Shanjun doesn't want to accumulate strength in Xiaodongtian, but he brings the key to open the cave. Once there are too many Yin gods in the Zunhun Banner, the cave will throw them out, and then they will have to face the forces of Xiaohuangyu.
Thunder disaster.
A monk like Master Yuyan, who has polished his Taoist heart and true intentions to the first step, doesn't dare to bet, so how can he dare to bet on his life? He is not afraid of death. If there is something wrong with the soul flag itself, all the things he carries will become
Empty talk.
…
The next half month.
Tu Shanjun no longer needs Wu Ruoshui to inspire Bai Yangshi to invite the old monster to appear.
He memorized Wu Ruoshui's technique after reading it once.
If it weren't for confirmation, Wu Ruoshui wouldn't have needed to take action the second time.
I originally thought it was due to direct blood connection, but later I found out that the important thing is the set of spells, and then adding enough incense, so that the spiritual consciousness of the old monster Jing can appear with the help of Baiyang Stone.
After such a long time together, Mr. Tushan listened to Mr. Jing’s sermons frequently. When he asked about the serious injury that year, Mr. Jing didn’t say much and seemed unwilling to tell the story at that time.
On the contrary, I told Tushanjun a lot about the customs and customs of the Eastern Wilderness.
It is said that their small wilderness is just a corner of the Eastern Wilderness.
And the Yuanyang Territory that he often mentioned is actually a huge battlefield of chance. No one with a lower level of golden elixir can enter the Yuanyang Territory. There are all kinds of monks there, and I heard there is a secret to becoming an immortal.
As for whether it was true or not, he didn't know.
Strange Jing had never seen an immortal anyway, so the biggest opportunity he got was three treasures, one of which was the incense Tao seed that solidified the cave. It was said that ancient Shinto needed this thing to cast it.
The remaining two items were not mentioned by Old Monster Jing, and Tu Shanjun was too knowledgeable and did not ask about them.
Incense Tao Seed can solidify the cave sky. Such a powerful treasure is one, and it seems to be relatively weak. The remaining two are definitely more powerful.
How can you say this kind of low-level stuff to others?
Just like he would not tell others about the power of the Soul Flag, even Ding Xie and Tu Shanjun, who understood the Soul Flag the most among all previous candidates, also had secrets to hide from each other.
There are some secrets that cannot be told. Once told, they may involve huge consequences. Such secrets can only be kept in one's heart and remembered firmly. They cannot be passed on to future generations of one's family even after death.
Looking at it this way, Old Monster Jing must have been a monk with great supernatural powers during his lifetime.
Tu Shanjun felt that Old Monster Jing was more than a step or two taller than the Yuanying remnant soul he met in Yangcheng.
He didn't even understand Nascent Soul Lord, let alone a more powerful monk. Tu Shanjun didn't continue to think about it. It was useless to think about some things. It was better to listen to the experience of the seniors and then perfect his own path.
However, Tu Shanjun heard a somewhat different meaning, as if Old Monster Jing described his family background with the mentality of giving him his last words.
Tu Shanjun cupped his hands and said: "Senior, there is no need to be so pessimistic. As long as the true spirit persists, there will be a chance to reincarnate and rebuild. The world will be reincarnated in the future. If I meet senior, I will definitely repay today's karma."
"I understand my situation myself. It's hard to go against destiny. We can only go with it and reach the extreme."
…
In the courtyard.
Monster Jing rubbed the chess piece in his hand and dropped it on the chessboard.
They had returned to Juling County a few days ago.
This is Chi Xuan’s incense dojo.
This is also where Chi Tianjun can exert his strongest power.
After delaying this for so long, it’s time for Chi Xuan to form an elixir. Without becoming a master of the elixir, Tu Shanjun wouldn’t even be able to fully utilize his own power.
Old Monster Jing muttered: "Tu Shanjun."
"I would like to pass on what I have learned to you."
Tu Shanjun immediately stood up from his wicker chair and said, "Senior, this is impossible..."
Old Monster Jing waved his hand and said, "There is no need to become a disciple. Why am I, an old man who is buried up to his neck in dirt, chaining you up with the title of master and apprentice?"
"To put it more selfishly, I just want my Taoism to be passed down. One day you might be able to avenge me when you go to Yuanyang Territory."
"If you go further, I just hope you can become an immortal, and I will also benefit from it, old man."
"If you feel that the old man is making things difficult for you if you have a disciple, don't feel guilty, just take my inheritance and find a suitable successor for me."
Tu Shanjun shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never thought about this problem before. This practice has been a river I crossed by feeling the stones. So I was really surprised when the senior said that he would pass on what he has learned to me.
"
Strange Jing marveled: "With your talent, there is no need to underestimate yourself."
"It's because of the restrictions. Otherwise, if you leave the small wilderness, those big sects will be eager for you to become a disciple and become one of them."
Tu Shanjun did not agree to become a disciple, he was used to being alone.
Moreover, he felt that becoming a disciple would involve a lot of cause and effect. If it was because of him that Old Monster Jing could have been reincarnated, but now his soul was gone, it would be too late to regret it by then.
This is the same as Chi Xuan.
Although Chi Xuan received Tu Shanjun's inheritance and huge resource support, Tu Shanjun also did not let Chi Xuan become his disciple, so the cause and effect involved might be a little less.
Although there is no name of master and disciple, there is the reality of master and disciple.
Old Monster Jing did not have any secrets about the golden elixir breaking through the Nascent Soul, but he also popularized to Tu Shanjun a large number of monks’ training plans and Taoist magical powers.
Before you know it, the day has come for Chi Xuan to form the elixir.
