typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 883 Hidden Deeply

Chapter 884 Hidden Deeply

"teacher."

"Oh no!"

Boom.

Corridor of the underground palace.

The huge bronze door was knocked open with a sound.

A figure staggered and ran.

Almost fell to the ground.

Take a closer look.

Isn't it Yu Linglong?

Yu Linglong rushed into the underground palace fire veins in a panic.

He looked anxiously for the figure who should have been in the fire veins of the underground palace.

She thought she wouldn't find it so easily, but she didn't expect that the tall red-haired monk was shirtless and waving the black hammer in his hand.

Ding.

clang.

With one hammer strike, the complex lines turned into floating inscriptions under the blessing of the formation.

It's like a precision instrument stacked together, but it only forms one of its parts.

With the heavy hammer falling, and the faint lock of mana and inspiration, the treasure in front of you gradually took shape.

"Something big happened!"

Yu Linglong ran forward without caring about his appearance, but happened to see the tall red-haired handsome young man raise his finger.

He put it to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Then, as if no one else was watching, the man used the iron tongs to clamp the formed treasure and quench it.

laugh.

Steam is steaming.

Hot waves pass by.

The tall monk standing in the fireworks became more and more sacred.

Suddenly looking back.

He casually grabbed the silk thread placed aside and tied up his long, messy hair. His pale palms reached into the cold cold water in front of him, and he picked up a treasure.

What came into view was a black gold main pole. The black gold main pole was mixed with veins like lava. Suddenly, a blue-black flag surface hung down from the top of the main pole.

This treasure turned out to be a soul flag.

Zunhun banner.

Obviously, the person who forged the Soul Flag was still dissatisfied and stared at the Soul Flag in front of him for a long time.

puff.

Throw the treasure into the huge forge that is ten feet high in front of you.

"teacher……"

Yu Linglong was surprised and wanted to stop him.

She just took a look and saw that the treasure that was very similar to the soul flag was actually a top-grade Taoist weapon.

Even a great master of weapon refining cannot forge the best Taoist weapons so easily.

If you want to reach this level, you must at least be an ancient master.

"Why?"

"You ask me why I destroyed this weapon?"

"Um."

"Because it didn't meet my expectations."

"But this is already a top-grade Taoist soldier."

"not enough."

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly, turned his eyes, and stared at the soul-honoring banner forged by him that was burned by the blazing flames in the big forge.

Although it was forged by him, in fact, the black gold and black iron used was not forged by him, but was the material of the real Soul Reverend Banner.

He now has time to complete his ideas.

The important thing is that he also wants to verify something.

It's a pity that Da Tou was allowed to take away the demon head, otherwise maybe he could use the demon head to forge a soul-honoring flag again.

If the extraterrestrial devil is integrated into the weapon, can he achieve earth-shaking changes like him? Can the extraterrestrial devil still retain the means of killing living people to gain strength?

"What's got you so flustered?"

Yu Linglong looked shocked when she heard the inquiry. She was so shocked by this scene just now that she almost ignored her own important matter.

However, when she faced Tu Shanjun, she didn't know how to tell her in order to make the teacher accept her.

Maybe she shouldn't have reported this matter in the first place, but considering Tu Shanjun's safety, she had to come, even if she told the matter it would cause huge waves.

"I……"

"..."

"teacher."

"I am listening."

Tu Shanjun responded calmly.

Between waving hands.

Grand transformation.

The great forge fades away behind you.

They can also sit and drink tea in the cool dance pavilion.

Tushanjun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the low table, picked up the teapot not far away.

"I'll come, I'll come..."

Yu Linglong quickly took over and poured tea for the teacher and herself.

Then he became distracted.

"I don't know what to say about this matter. If you can, teacher...you, please leave the Yu family as soon as possible. My father...has reached an agreement with my senior brother. As long as the family provides the senior brother with enough resources to become a saint, he will

Leave the Zunhun Banner completely in the Yu family."

Yu Linglong looked at Tu Shanjun nervously.

If he were an ordinary monk, he would be furious if he heard that he was being used as a bargaining chip like a commodity.

Especially the mentor-disciple relationship.

The disciples of the Mantle who have spent all their efforts to train them actually don't think about the position of their master, and only think about their own path.

This is a complete and utter deception of the master and the destruction of the ancestors!

As a master, you must be deeply saddened to hear such news.

This was not what Yu Linglong wanted to see, so after sitting down, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying it.

Although she also knew that it would be she who would benefit from Meng Zhi's actions. When the Zunhun Banner came to the Yu family, she would definitely be in charge. This was exactly what Yu Linglong wanted.

Moreover, Yu Linglong felt that it would be better for the teacher to follow her.

The Yu family has huge and abundant resources and will definitely be able to give full play to the power of the Zunhun Banner.

Teachers no longer have to run around in the mortal world.

In the Yu family, you only need to do something you like, whether it is refining elixirs, refining weapons... or growing flowers and grass.

However, everyone seems to have overlooked one thing, and that is Tu Shanjun's own wishes.

Is he willing to live such a life, is he willing to become a holy soldier of the Yu family, and train the children of the Yu family in a stable manner, and is he able to adapt well to the seemingly stable life depicted.

After all, it's not a good feeling to live under someone else's roof.

Yu Linglong understands very well.

If she remained indifferent after receiving such news, she would not be Yu Linglong.

It would not be the Yu Linglong who still firmly refused when faced with a proud hero like Meng Zhi.

So, here she comes.

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.

Yu Linglong immediately said anxiously: "Disciples will never dare to deceive the master. This is absolutely true!"

"The value of the Honored Soul Banner is not enough for my disciple to obtain the resources needed for sanctification. The resources for sanctification are so huge and rare."

Tu Shanjun sighed: "It seems that my traitor didn't just use this spiritual treasure... in exchange for it!"

Yu Linglong nodded and said: "Yes."

"He said there is a way for you to advance. The Yin Soul Pill refined by the Soul Banner after the Saint Weapon is the treasure that really impressed my father and my uncle."

"Can you only advance to the Holy Weapon level?"

"That's right."

"Quite smart."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

He picked up the tea bowl on the table.

"Try it, the good tea offered by your senior brother."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the air.

Yu Linglong couldn't help but look at Tu Shanjun, who looked calm and had already picked up the tea cup.

The teacher's body is still upright, his flesh and blood seem to be made of fine steel, with sharp edges and corners. On his handsome face is a pair of black and red eyes like the dark stars in the sky.

Under that gaze, there was despair and unconcealable grief.

It seems that the teacher is not so calm and indifferent.

This was enough to surprise her.

If an ordinary person was faced with such a thing, he would have turned over the table and started yelling.

The teacher in front of him can still maintain this magnanimity, which shows that his state of mind is strong and stable.

Tushanjun picked up the tea, but just stared at the sky blue tea quietly.

The tea was like a mirror, reflecting his face.

That was a stern face.

The top corner of his red hair looks like an unparalleled monster.

He was not anxious or anxious, and took a sip from his tea bowl as usual.

When the tea was half done, ripples appeared, and it was no longer as calm as it was at the beginning. As he placed the tea bowl on the low table, after a while, the tea returned to its previous appearance.

"Teacher, please...please..."

Yu Linglong didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Your senior brother, he has been struggling in the mortal world since he was a child, and he has developed a heart and lungs for profit. He has a great gambling habit, and he can still maintain a heroic demeanor in the face of small profits. Once he smells the sky,

A big advantage, but it immediately turns into a cold and heartless machine."

Tu Shanjun sighed.

This was the second time he sighed.

"I had expected what happened today."

"Can't blame anyone."

"If you really have to complain about one."

"Maybe that person is me."

"Blame me."

"I helped him gain power, but I didn't guide him properly on how to use this power."

"So much so that he did something that deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors."

"Fortunately, that's all."

Tu Shanjun laughed. If Meng Zhi used this power to endanger the world and hurt innocent people, he would regret it later.

The disasters caused by a late-stage cultivator in the realm of gods are definitely greater than natural disasters. Tu Shanjun is rather lucky that he did not reach that point.

However, this smile looks bitter no matter how you look at it.

It is not easy to admit that you are wrong, but it is not easy to accept your failure.

Even he cannot easily accept his failure in education.

"Come on, teacher!"

"Walk?"

"where to?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big. You can go wherever you want, at least stay away from them." Yu Linglong said quickly.

Tushanjun shook his head.

"I won't leave."

"I can't leave either."

"Why?"

"Linglong, don't you understand yet? How could you, a god-forming monk, get this news? It's not because your father made any omissions, but because they deliberately let you know and then conveyed it to me through you.

It is the saint who is testing me."

"What level is your uncle in?"

"The Great Holy Lord."

"With this level of cultivation, where should I go?"

Tushanjun sighed for the third time.

"What?"

"Teacher, I..."

"None of your business."

Tu Shanjun looked at Yu Linglong and continued: "This is not your fault. If you were not kind-hearted, you would never come to the underground palace Huomai to tell me the matter. They just took advantage of your kindness. You don't have to

I blame myself for this.”

"What's more, I still have one thing I haven't done yet."

"What's up?"

"Do you still remember the most important words I said when I accepted you as my apprentice?"

"The most serious words?"

Yu Linglong recalled it carefully.

Then came a sudden shock.

He trembled and said: "From now on, you are not allowed to use the Taoist and magical powers I taught you to do anything wrong. If I find out about it, I will definitely remove your skin and bones, and replace your soul, yin, yang, yin and yang... the eternal soul-suppressing banner!"

"

"Teacher, you want to..."


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next