Tu Shanjun threw the Xuan Jue Dao in his hand to Chu Kuang.
Master Chu caught the sacred weapon with a look of surprise in his eyes.
He didn't expect that the other party trusted him so much.
Even if his reputation as Chu Kuang is somewhat false, the holy soldiers are facing him, not to mention the Lord Transformation of Gods, but even the more ordinary mountain saints may have their own little thoughts.
Unexpectedly, the red-haired monk in front of me was like a naked man.
He threw it over without even giving it a second glance.
Chu Kuang held the holy weapon in his hands, memories flashed in his eyes, he raised his hands in salute with a solemn look and said: "Since fellow Taoist trusts me so much, I will definitely live up to my great trust. Whoever is an enemy of fellow Taoist today is an enemy of me, Chu Kuang!"
After saying that, he took a serious step forward and stood not far from the red-haired monk.
"Thank you." Tu Shanjun slightly arched his hands.
Seeing the red-haired monk acting so boldly and freely, Miao Ran shook his head slightly in amazement. Marquis Lu Xin was not even qualified to carry shoes, let alone compete with this man.
A strange color flashed through Yin Zhao's eyes, and he was a little more curious about the tall red-haired monk.
This holy weapon is only related to Chu Kuang's old friend. Even if it is really related to Chu Kuang, it should not be given to him.
Why should you give the opportunity and profit gained by your own abilities to others for no reason?
Judging from this person's profound cultivation, he should have a treasure that is more suitable for him.
However, everyone was too smart to ask about Tu Shanjun's origins.
Tushanjun's eyes fell on the huge tiger claw ruins in the distance.
This place is not only the Tomb of the Tiger, a place of great opportunity, but also the place where senior masters are enthroned.
Especially after years of wandering and accumulation, all the accumulated evil spirits have been suppressed by the tiger demon's holy soul. Once this thing is refined, the turbulence here will be revealed.
At this time, he can use the evil energy to forcibly refine the soul flag and push the Taoist Soul Flag to the level of a holy weapon.
Eyes move.
The huge tiger claw ruins fell in the distance. Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly.
With the means he left on Meng Zhi and Meng Zhi's own cultivation, even if he encounters those descendants of the sect, he can defeat the enemy, but he doesn't know what the situation will be like at this time.
With the departure of Marquis Lu Xin, the old woman retreated, Zhao Wudao died and Yang Shen fled, Feilaijun even entered the soul flag, leaving only five people left here.
The tall demon frowned slightly, with a look of surprise and depression on his face, and finally shook his head and flew away.
"Why is he gone?"
"The younger generation must have been involved in it, there is no need to stay."
"Huh."
Miao Ran gave a slight doubt.
The figure was like a flaming meteor flying towards the rubble of Tiger Tomb, reaching out to catch the young man who was wrapped in light.
This person was the young monk who was originally following Miao Ran, but now his eyes were closed tightly and he seemed to have been seriously injured.
Miao Ran was furious and could only use Gang Qi and mana to protect his body.
He twisted out a pill and put it into the young man's mouth.
"I'm going to go!"
After saying that, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three people left in the field.
Chu Kuang raised his hands and said, "I have recalled the students."
Tu Shanjun frowned slightly: "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this. Opportunities in the world all depend on fate. How can a disciple's destiny be changed because of the holy soldiers?"
He really had no intention of using the holy soldiers to force Chu Kuang, and this matter should be discussed separately, and he couldn't do it just because he sent the holy soldiers.
Master Chu smiled and said: "My student is a little weak in moral conduct and can't even pass the test of the saint's nephew, so why bother adding to the troubles."
As a master, you don't have the mentality to think that your apprentice is inferior to others. Tushanjun just doesn't care, but he can't get an advantage and behave like a good boy.
He was quite moved by the shamelessness of asking for the Holy Soldier back, and he didn't know how to thank him. How could he let his disciples steal the opportunity of Tu Shanjun's apprentice again?
A few moments.
The Confucian monk also walked out of the Tiger Tomb with the protection of the treasure.
The monk raised his hands in salute, but there was no resentment or confusion in his expression. He just raised his hands in salute and said, "Master."
Chu Kuang nodded.
I will look for opportunities like this later.
With his strength and the foundation of the Hundred Schools Academy, opportunities like Hu Zhong's are not unusual.
"This matter is really of great importance, otherwise it would be impossible for you to suffer this loss in vain."
"Students understand."
The monk smiled bitterly and said, "If the teacher doesn't call me, I will walk out of the Tiger Tomb."
"Um?"
"It's really the combination of the black-robed monk and the little witch from the Heavenly Demon Palace that was too powerful."
Chu Kuang said in surprise: "How many people are there in Hu Tomb now?"
"There are only three others left besides me."
"But I don't think the monk next to Senior Duhao has the power to save himself."
"The junior next to Lu Xinhou."
Chu Kuang identified this person.
"It seems that the competition for the soul of the Tiger Demon Saint will be between two people."
Tu Shanjun looked indifferent, as if he had expected it.
Yin Zhaoluo, who is a saint of the Heavenly Demon Palace, said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, aren't you worried about your disciple at all?"
To be honest, Tu Shanjun was a little worried.
However, given the opportunity, if Meng Zhi really gave up his Tao body, he wouldn't say anything.
Everyone should be responsible for their own choices. He will only feel that Meng Zhi is of no use and cannot become a great weapon. He can be regarded as a registered disciple and let Ren Qi live his own little life.
The so-called promising future is not destined for this child.
Inside the Tiger Tomb.
Meng Zhi, holding the spiritual treasure, looked at the huge lotus platform above the holy pool in the distance.
He has defeated all competitors.
This battle not only gave him the opportunity to reach heaven, but also made him clearly realize his own inherent strength.
"I am already stronger than many disciples of the sect!"
Walk towards the lotus terrace.
Meng Zhi couldn't help but think of what the mysterious man said.
Is he a pawn?
Does refining the tiger demon really mean death and no life?
If he defeated everyone but met his end, what on earth was he fighting for?
It is obvious that he already has the background of a large number of disciples. At least in the Golden Elixir realm, his background is on par with the ordinary large number of Jindan disciples, or even better than them.
This should be about the same, right?
Meng Zhi's footsteps paused.
He looked up at the lotus platform.
"Almost, no!"
“If you want to do it, do it to the extreme.”
"I want to climb to a higher realm and gain stronger cultivation."
"Even if you narrowly escape death, there is still a chance!" At this moment, Meng Zhi chose to believe in Mr. Hu and Mr. Tushan.
He knows his own value. He knows that if he cannot obtain the Taoist body, he will definitely not be able to get started. He also clearly understands that there are many people like him.
Why can he gain favor and obtain the inheritance of overhaul?
Not only did he have no way out, but also because he dared to risk his life.
There is no way Mr. Fox wants a loser to be his apprentice.
Perhaps, this is his only chance to change his destiny in this life.
"Roar!"
The roar of the ferocious beast turned into waves.
…
Inside the banner.
Return to the ruins.
The water in Jinghu Lake rose and became clear, and the monk in robes who was sitting on the fish platform at the end of the trestle laughed.
After a while, the water level rose and flooded the trestle and quickly climbed to the high platform, also wetting the hem of his clothes. He remained calm, sitting quietly and holding the fishing rod without any fear.
"At this time, fellow Taoist, are you here to ridicule me?" Venerable Chuiyun said calmly.
"No."
"If I can't watch my fellow Taoist sink into the soul flag, I will feel uneasy."
On the other side of the trestle, a red-haired figure standing on the waves said.
Chuiyun said sadly: "It's a pity that I missed a move. I shouldn't have contacted Meng Zhi so early. Otherwise, he would have helped me out of trouble at the critical moment."
Chuiyun sighed.
The more complex the plan in this world, the more it is like a precise magical weapon. Once one link goes wrong, it cannot be molded into the shape you want.
If you want everything to be correct and in line with your own wishes, you need human intervention in all choices. Even the mighty are not immune to personal supervision.
In order to avoid such a situation, Chuiyun prepared to use people's hearts to influence Gui Xu's realm.
Unexpectedly, Tushanjun, who has suffered so much, has also grown up.
In the final analysis, the problem is that he is too impatient.
Otherwise, even if Tushanjun knows his plan, he can use Tushanjun's mysterious identity to create a psychological burden for Mengzhi.
At the moment when Mengzhi couldn't bear it, did he choose to believe Tushanjun or pass on his own crisis?
People are selfish.
Chuiyun felt that Mengzhi would definitely pass on the burden to himself.
It was not only to break Daxiu's 'conspiracy' but also to save his own life, and the latter was the most irrefutable. After all, the monk only had one life, and surviving was the most important thing.
Once Mengzhi cannot hold back the soul of the Tiger Demon, Tiger Tu's character will definitely intervene to rescue him.
At the same time, he instructs Meng Zhi to use the tiger demon's holy heart to attack the soul flag. The two should cooperate internally and externally to break the blockade of the Guixu Realm.
The idea is very good.
Unfortunately it didn't happen.
Chuiyun looked at the blood shadow on the mirror lake not far away, and said with a smile: "I lost, and my fellow Taoist never won. The person you chose has the five elements of wood, and the soul of the tiger demon in the tiger tomb is
Using wood to control gold for gold is tantamount to self-destruction, so I conclude that he cannot control the holy soul of the tiger demon and obtain the Taoist body of the tiger soul."
"If you don't believe me, just look at it!"
Boom.
The tiger's grave was shaken.
Meng Zhi, who touched the soul of the Tiger Demon Saint, felt like he was in a melting pot.
That's an indescribable feeling.
It's like wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket in the summer and short sleeves in the winter. Burning wood and putting a soldering iron into water are the pain in the deepest part of the body and soul. It's not a kind of refining, it's like the Tiger Demon Saint.
His heart and soul wanted to devour him alive and bite him to death, not even the bones and dregs would be left.
Inside Mirror Lake.
Tushanjun looked into the distance.
He opened his mouth and said: "Using wood to control gold is indeed a 'defying heaven' move. There is no possibility of success at all. Even if the five elements are used upside down, it can only complete the inverse five elements on the basis of the positive five elements, and cannot transform the original five elements.
The two elements that are in conflict with each other become complementary to each other, at least in this realm no one can do it."
"In other words, you knew it from the beginning?"
Chuiyun's pupils shrank suddenly.
He seems to have missed something.
What if Tushanjun doesn’t care about this chosen person?
In other words, if he originally planned to use this person as a chess piece to inspire the Tiger Demon Saint's heart...
Mengzhi of the wood genus is simply a great tonic for the tiger demon.
Tu Shanjun didn't know what Venerable Chuiyun was thinking. He just said lightly: "But, you know one thing clearly."
"What?"
"I will take action!"
"You just said that in our realm, no one can reverse the dual phase of the five elements."
Chuiyun stared at Tushanjun.
"Who said I want to go against the Five Elements?"
"How can we make him succeed without going against the Five Elements?"
"Don't talk about success, I'm afraid he himself will be completely devoured by the tiger demon."
"It's enough for me to just complete it."
"Complete the Five Elements?"
"Just add one line."
"A line?"
Chuiyun frowned and thought.
Then his eyes widened.
He slapped his thigh fiercely and yelled: "I'm so sorry for being so impatient!"
