This secret has almost become a blank sheet of paper covering him.
As long as there is a small spark, it will burn into a raging fire.
Even if there are no clouds now, there will be white clouds and black clouds in the future...
Tushanjun has been prepared for a long time.
But if he can continue to live, it will not be considered a delay.
"Even if I don't kill you, it's actually useless."
"Now, I will ask you to live well."
Tu Shanjun said calmly.
He can also let Venerable Chuiyun enter the Soul Flag Return Ruins just like he imprisoned Lord Donghai.
It is expected that a dying person will not be able to start the wave first.
Lord Chuiyun suddenly laughed.
I don’t know if I’m laughing at myself for surviving, or at the tiger’s naivety.
He tore off the iron armor on his chest.
A golden aura faintly appeared there.
Sword energy.
And when this sword energy was revealed, it cut Chuiyun's chest open again.
Blood flowed down the wound.
Chuiyun also had a look of disbelief on his face.
He didn't expect that holy elixirs wouldn't work either.
He thought he could survive.
"It's useless. That person is too powerful. Even the holy elixir didn't fully restore my injuries."
In fact, the holy elixir has suppressed the injury and can slowly eliminate it.
It's a pity that Chuiyun insisted on waiting for Tushanjun to arrive with his seriously injured body.
If he takes the pill early.
Refining the elixir early.
Naturally, he won't suffer the backlash of his current injury.
However, if he is in perfect condition, the main soul of the Soul Banner may not come.
It’s also that Tushanjun is too strong.
Chuiyun underestimated the power of the main soul.
I thought that relying on the holy elixir, coupled with my own recovery and further cultivation, I could quickly solve it, and then slowly treat the hidden diseases that had not been dealt with.
This is all a thing for the future.
It's useless to say more.
Lord Chuiyun looked lonely.
Throughout his life, he inherited the sect's last wish, worked hard to become stronger, united vertically and horizontally, purged both internal and external forces, and conquered the world.
He became an ancestor with his own talents, and became a mid-jin venerable, becoming the strongest monk in Xingluo Sea, and unified the two split sects, turning them into the former Kunpeng Sect and making them soar.
But in the end he lost to Da Zong Daozi.
Chuiyun felt a sense of powerlessness attack him.
He practiced hard and worked hard to gain enlightenment, but it seemed like there was a wall between him and them.
He wants to tear down this wall and go further.
But I don't know how to change it.
Chuiyun raised his head and looked at Tushanjun.
Now, he was finally relieved.
It's not that I feel relieved that there is such a big gap between myself and Da Zong Daozi, but that I feel relieved that I can't pursue opportunities.
He didn't seize the opportunity, so he missed it.
Sometimes once an opportunity is missed, it will never be found again, so when the opportunity arises, you must seize it and seize it with all your strength.
Tu Shanjun looked at the sword wound and became more afraid of Taihua.
It also made him understand why Taihua could be named after a Taoist name starting with the character "Tai".
The power of this person is not just as simple as what you see at first sight. The most important thing is that this person seems to have his own thoughts. It cannot be said that his thoughts are deep, but it is difficult for others to guess and see.
Tu Shanjun didn't want to say anything.
He has no habit of mocking others.
No matter what kind of loser the other party is, he feels that ridicule is boring.
It's very simple for him to do.
Tu Shanjun pulled out the Zunhun banner and said: "Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner."
"good."
Chuiyun growled: "I'm watching you from the Zunhun Banner to see how far you can go!"
Just when Tushanjun was about to wave the soul flag.
A powerful voice resounded.
"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy."
At the same time as the voice arrived, a middle-aged, thin figure wearing a blue-gray robe appeared not far away.
The man had an upright appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but unfortunately he was too thin, so he was a little uncoordinated.
As he spoke, he raised his hands in salute.
He continued: "No matter what kind of grudge Daoyou has against the Kunpeng Sect, please don't take anyone's life for the sake of our Luhuang Sect."
Tu Shanjun frowned: "Who are you?"
"I am the elder of Xialu Huangzong, Chen Musun."
The two of them were fighting when he first arrived, so he didn't choose to take action at that time to avoid affecting himself. Moreover, there is no icing on the cake, and providing help in the snow is more rewarding.
He felt that no one in the middle stage of divine transformation should be Chuiyun's opponent.
Unexpectedly, the situation reversed in an instant.
Chuiyun was defeated so quickly.
He was about to be killed, so he had to take action.
After Chen Musun saluted, he began to look at this person.
He has a dignified appearance, with a green face and fangs.
He has scarlet red hair and horns like a Rakshasa.
I was shocked in my heart: "What a big ghost!"
This is not a derogatory term, but a compliment from the heart.
Because the Lu Huang Sect itself has strong witchcraft in its foundation.
This kind of witchcraft makes them have a gloomy and foggy feeling when they perform magic. Moreover, the Luhuang Sect is good at making rampant soldiers and ghost generals, and basically every disciple has trapped lonely ghosts as their own guardians.
Not only ghosts, but also some fairies and monsters.
He is disliked by many righteous people.
Although they were not happy, they actually wouldn't say anything more. After all, the Luhuang Sect's own exercises were not demonic and heretic, on the contrary, they were very righteous and peaceful righteous exercises.
so,
The moment he saw Tushanjun, Chen Musun sighed.
I don’t know how many years this ferocious ghost has practiced before he has such a powerful Taoist practice. It would be great if he became his protector.
With this idea in mind, he did not look arrogant at all, but instead kept his posture very low.
The main soul frowned again.
With this man looking at him like this, could he be ready to take action?
Thinking of this, he calculated the remaining mana of Phantom.
It shouldn't be enough for him to defeat this late-stage venerable again.
Having said that, Venerable Chuiyun must be included in the flags.
Chuiyun has been holding on to this secret and using it as a blackmail, but Tushanjun is not a person who can be threatened.
Taking away Chuiyun can be considered as a last effort for the sect.
Not only did he have to use the Sovereign Soul Banner to take away Chuiyun, he also had to do it in a high-profile manner.
Just then the monks from the Lu Huang Sect arrived.
"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Lu Huangzong."
"Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, it is natural and right."
I saw the main soul say this.
Chen Musun didn't know how to refute for a while.
He came to put out the fire and didn't understand the inside story, so he turned his attention to the face of Chuiyun who was caught. There was a look of expectation in his eyes, as if he hoped Chuiyun could help him and say a few words.
Even if it's a lie, it's better to come clean later.
The top priority is to save people first.
Who would have expected.
Not only did Chuiyun not give him any hint, but he closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.
Chen Musun was stunned on the spot.
Thousands of words are stuck in my throat.
But I don't know how to spit it out.
He could only put on an awkward smile and said: "There must be a misunderstanding."
"Fellow Taoist Chuiyun, would you like to say something?"
Chuiyun said dejectedly: "There is nothing much to say about the winner and the loser."
Chen Musun couldn't hold back the awkward smile on his face. His face suddenly drooped, and the corners of his eyes started to beat. He was already yelling in his heart: "The winner and the loser, you damn winner and the loser, don't let me put out the fire. Not now."
Did you put me on the ice? It doesn't matter if I go or stay.'
Chuiyun didn't think of asking Lu Huangzong for help, it was his elders who made their own decisions.
Now that the monks from the Luhuang Sect were in front of him, Chuiyun began to ponder instead.
He can't live long without the holy elixir. Once he points out that the main soul in front of him has insufficient mana and is still a weapon spirit, he is afraid that this person will take action immediately.
When this person succeeds, he will be killed to prevent the news from leaking.
There is indeed a big difference between dying now and dying later. Dying later means opportunity.
However, he is no match for the main soul.
When Chen Musun gets hold of the Soul Reverend Banner, he will definitely die here.
Chen Musun is a monk of the Lu Huang Sect. If the Zunhun Banner falls into the hands of the Lu Huang Sect, it will not bring disaster to the Lu Huang Sect. At least the main soul will be stable for many years. This is not what Chuiyun wants to see.
The three parties immediately formed a very delicate situation.
Tu Shanjun waved the soul flag while Chen Musun was thinking.
There is no shore to return to the ruins to perform.
The Lord Chuiyun he was holding in his hand disappeared immediately.
"you……"
Chen Musun was furious: "Fellow Taoist, it's possible that you don't take our Lu Huangzong seriously enough."
"Fellow Taoist Cuiyun is a guest of our Emperor's clan. Even if he makes mistakes, he should be punished by our clan. It is not my turn to lynching. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me, Chen Musun, for being rude!"
“A murder must be paid with a life, and a debt must be paid with money.”
"If Lu Huangzong feels that his clan's laws are greater than the laws of nature, feel free to take action."
Tu Shanjun said calmly.
As he spoke, the spiritual aura around him spread out like an abyss.
Chen Musun frowned.
He had seen this person take action. Even though he was only in the middle stage of becoming a god, even Chuiyun was defeated by him and was even beheaded to death.
The name of Lord Chuiyun is still very resounding.
The number one person in Xingluo Sea back then.
If he was allowed to fight with this person, even if he could gain the upper hand, he would probably have no chance of winning.
If you misjudge this person's strength, you will lose more than you gain by becoming a soul killed by the sword.
Thinking of this, Chen Musun was annoyed that his sect sent him alone. If there was another senior brother or junior brother, he would be able to take a look.
Chen Musun's attitude changed, he raised his hands and asked, "I wonder which sect my friend belongs to?"
"There is no school or sect, just Yehu Zen."
Hearing this, Chen Musun's eyes lit up and he said: "Our sect is longing for talented people like fellow Taoist. Since we don't have a place to stay, we might as well join our sect and become a guest elder."
Seeing the gaze cast by the main soul.
Chen Musun waved his hand and said: "I am not that familiar with Venerable Chuiyun, and our sect will never give fellow Taoists bad treatment because of Venerable Chuiyun's affairs."
Tu Shanjun shook his head and said, "I'm used to freedom."
"Since fellow Taoists are not planning to take action, then they..."
As he spoke, Tu Shanjun glanced at the many Kunpeng Sect monks inside the mountain gate.
"this……"
"Fellow Taoist, please keep a line in your behavior so that we can meet each other easily in the future."
Chen Musun said in a deep voice.
"I don't understand this."
Tu Shanjun shook his head again.
"Senior, please wait a moment."
After the monk who flew over saluted, he looked at Tu Shanjun and said, "Senior, you still recognize me."
"Who are you?"
"Kunyun Sect, Li Tianshui, we met in Donghai City, back then..."
"Without further ado."
"I am handing over the token that senior holds."
"It's you."
Tu Shanjun said in surprise.
"Exactly."
"I have already made arrangements for the monks of the Kunpeng Sect, and I would like to ask senior, for the sake of Sect Leader Yu, to be able to..."