Meng Zhi, who wiped his mouth, stood up slowly, looked at everyone and said with cupped hands: "If senior has nothing else to do, and I want to go back to consolidate my realm, I won't stay in senior's dojo for a long time."
Yu Baizhong looked at Meng Zhi, smiled and said: "Young people have courage."
"However, Yu Haofeng has trained his daughter to replace you. If you die, they will not avenge you at all."
Feeling the lock of terrifying consciousness.
Meng Zhi's heart sank.
If you can't reach an agreement, you have to use force. This is really the consistent style of monks.
It has nothing to do with evil.
"Besides, maybe this is what they want to see."
Yu Baizhong said calmly: "Nephew Mengxian, haven't you understood? Even your father-in-law has made preparations long ago. You are simply irrelevant and have even become a burden."
"You want to make a profit, you want to survive."
"Only come to my door."
"Because I don't want to see Yu Haoxuan completely master the Soul Banner."
Yu Baizhong raised his eyes.
Looking down at Mengzhi.
Meng Zhi laughed and said: "My father-in-law may not avenge me. Yes, it is not possible, but it is simply impossible. I know him. How could such a shrewd person waste his time and money for a dead person?"
As for my energy, maybe my wife will remarry soon."
Yu Baizhong still looked at Meng Zhi.
It seems that he didn't expect that Meng Zhi could see so clearly.
Also waiting for Meng Zhi’s response.
"But...someone will."
"who?"
"My master."
Mengzhi sighed.
"Kill me, and you will completely lose the chance to hold the Soul Banner."
"As long as my master is willing to cooperate with my father-in-law, senior and your faction, hard times will come." Meng Zhi smiled brightly.
Of course he is profit-seeking, but the benefits that Yu Baizhong can provide him are too few, so little that he cannot be interested at all.
Changing the court is a breach of trust.
It must be a high price.
Otherwise, even if he told his master, Tu Shanjun, that he wanted to turn around and become a disciple of Yu Bai Zhong, he would be ridiculed by his master, Tu Shanjun, saying that he had sold himself too cheaply.
"I already informed my master before coming here."
"My life is not worth mentioning."
"It's all in the hands of seniors."
Meng Zhi said and looked around.
The expressions of all the uncles and elders changed dramatically.
Now they understand the value of Yinhun Dan, otherwise they would not be such a blatant strongman. Once Meng Zhi is really convinced, Yu Haoxuan will not let go of such a good opportunity. By then, their children and grandchildren will all
Disaster followed.
"How brave!"
Yu Bai sighed in praise.
The pressure and consciousness gradually retreated.
He found that he had underestimated this young man.
The fact that he can come means there is room for discussion.
However, young people's appetites are a bit too big.
Guaranteed to become a saint?
No one can guarantee it.
No one would be willing to release such a sum of resources to help an outsider.
He doesn't know how, and neither does Yu Haofeng.
"You will understand one day that the price I gave is already the highest price."
"Thanks for the wine."
Meng Zhi, carrying the wine pot, walked to the door in a swaggering manner.
…
Get out of the dojo.
It turned out that the Jade Palace Temple that had brought him there had long since disappeared. Not to mention the palace chariots, there was not even a spiritual boat for transportation. Meng Zhi laughed and complained: "You are still a saint. How stingy."
Just as he was about to turn back, he saw a black and red figure not far away.
"Master?!"
Meng Zhi was stunned.
Tu Shanjun's cold expression softened, and he nodded slightly: "Let's go back."
"Why is Master here?" Meng Zhi followed quickly and asked cautiously, like a child who was caught by his parents when he went out to play.
While speaking, he secretly looked at Tushanjun's expression.
Seeing that Tu Shanjun didn't scold him, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, I brought you wine."
"Good wine for a saint's banquet."
He took out the wine bottle as if he were offering a treasure.
"You shouldn't promise him." Tu Shanjun took the spirit wine. He had forgotten how long it had been since he drank, but at this moment he really wanted to have a drink, so he didn't care about it.
He opened the wine bottle and drank heavily, with a little bit of wine flowing out from the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't agree."
Tu Shanjun looked at Meng Zhi who was walking beside him.
He heard another meaning.
What Tu Shanjun said about not agreeing was that he should not agree to the other party's coming to the appointment in the first place. When he first arrived here, Tu Shanjun's heart skipped a beat.
The formation of this dojo is so tight and the master of the dojo is so profound that even if his true form comes, he may not be able to defeat him.
How could Meng Zhi provoke such a strong man?
It is better to refuse early.
However, what Mengzhi said was true and he did not agree.
He heard something between the lines.
It must be that Yubaizhong promised something, but Mengzhi directly rejected it.
When did the saint have such a good temper that he could come back without hesitation even if someone rejected him?
Meng Zhi faces the sunset.
The sun fell on the side of his face.
Half lurks in the shadows.
"It was very dangerous just now."
Tu Shanjun stood ready and looked back at the huge dojo as he spoke.
Meng Zhi laughed: "I feel like I will die at any time."
"How dare you refuse this?"
"The price he gave was too low."
"Let me choose, between selling at a low price and my life, I choose not to sell my life at a low price."
Meng Zhi was disappointed.
He was lucky, at least his master could stand firmly behind him. Because of this, he had the confidence and courage to neither be humble nor arrogant when facing such a saint.
How could Meng Zhi not understand?
Since he has already been labeled as one of the Yu Haoxuan faction, even if he turns his head, he will be caught in the middle and unable to relax.
They are all selling their lives to others, so it is better to sell them to their father-in-law.
"Good."
Tu Shanjun nodded happily.
As long as you don't get confused, that's fine.
"How's the wine?"
Meng Zhi turned around and said.
“Good wine!”
"right."
"I think it's a good wine too."
As he spoke, Meng Zhi took out another pot, raised his head and drank heavily. He drank for a while and then said: "Master, I have come this far, what should I do next?"
"Have any of the 'seniors' in the past reached this realm?"
Tu Shanjun was stunned for a moment.
He remembered that the last thing Meng Zhi wanted to hear was the story of the previous banner master, but why did he bother to listen to it now?
"No."
"So, I am the first to reach this state?"
"yes."
"What about your old age?"
"What was it like before?"
Tu Shanjun was silent for a long time and said, "Go back and talk."
"Go back?" Meng Zhi looked at Tu Shanjun in surprise. After seeing the serious face, he immediately realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
So he laughed and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's talk about it when we get back."
"How is Junior Sister Linglong's cultivation?"
"I haven't seen Linglong for a long time. He's so mysterious."
"Could it be that we heard my father-in-law mention it once in the Sea Whale Gang?"
"possible."
Tu Shanjun nodded.
Yu Linglong also has secrets, but Tu Shanjun is unwilling to inquire.
Even after accepting a disciple, many things are separated by one layer. In addition, with the support of the Yu family, the planning of Yu Haofeng and the help of the uncle who is the team leader, there is no need for the master and apprentice to contribute at all.
…
Returned to the dojo.
Mengzhi stepped into the fire vein of the underground palace.
Borrowing Chuiyun's body, Tushanjun controlled the formation and turned the entire underground palace's fire veins into a fortress.
Then he said: "Dream."
Meng Zhi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, with the soul flag on his back, immediately fell into concentration.
Spiritual consciousness flows and light patterns flicker.
It's as if the scroll is open, or as if the clouds and mist are parted to see the blue sky. What comes into view is an extremely huge city in the sky.
On the mountain inside the city, there is a Taoist temple.
Taoist temples plant locust trees.
Meng Zhi opened his eyes and found that he was under the big locust tree.
Following the Taoist temple, you can overlook the city.
"How many Yin gods live in this big city now?" Meng Zhi asked in surprise.
Tu Shanjun said: "More than 20 million."
"To be specific, it should be 21.15 million."
"One hundred and fifty years of accumulation?"
"good."
The number of Yin gods in the Zunhun Banner has increased sevenfold, and there is also an additional ghost king in the late stage of divine transformation.
"incredible."
Mengzhi was amazed.
"Master invited me not just to observe the grand occasion of the soul flags, right?"
Meng Zhi said with a smile.
"This time, I want to explain to you my past as a teacher."
Tu Shanjun said solemnly: "The matter is very important, so I used this magic power."
"What's at stake?"
"That's right."
…
"About a thousand years ago, a young man woke up in his bed. The village chief called him to the entrance of the village, saying that there was a kind person giving alms."
"The young man rushed to the entrance of the village dragging his exhausted and seriously injured body, but unexpectedly the so-called good man was a demonic monk. The monk massacred the entire village and refined a magic weapon."
Mengzhi became confused.
He thought the master would talk about how the weapon spirit awakened and how it understood the world.
No matter how you talk about things, they are all related to people.
This story and the spirit treasure are also completely different from each other.
However, he continued to listen without interrupting.
Since Master Tu Shanjun said this, it certainly makes sense.
"The main soul of the soul banner is an evil ghost with a green face and fangs. He retained his sanity and took action when the demon cultivator was fighting with the righteous young man. He trained the demon into a banner slave. Later, the main soul dragged the demon cultivator's body to
Walking into town, I met a scholar..."
"..."
"..."
"After wandering around and arriving in the ancient city, the main soul had to disguise itself and turned into an old man guarding a grocery store."
"..."
When he heard this, Meng Zhi was completely dumbfounded.
He knew all the words Master said, but why were they so difficult to understand when they were connected together.
He even had the idea that Master Tushanjun was playing tricks on him.
"In other words, your old master stayed in Huzhong not to fall into it, but to contain the evil spirit of Huzhong."
"Just wait until my cultivation level is sufficient, then take the Soul Banner with me to refine and advance?!"