The sturdy old man with blond hair and golden beard slowly opened his eyes.
The golden rotating pupils burst out with divine light.
As soon as the glorious light was revealed, the heaven and earth seemed to be poured with gold, showing a golden splendor.
The Nine-Yang Flame God is clad in soaring cloud robes, his hair is tied up with a purple-gold sacred crown, and his burly body is as tall and straight as an ancient tree.
It seems that I have been standing here for a long time.
The illusory figure came from the void: "You are moving against the rules. Your ancestor has already spoken. The only one competing for the Soul Flag this time is Daozi. If you want to impress that weapon spirit treasure, you must be a true genius and have a certain level of strength.
It’s lower than the weapon spirit.”
The old man smiled.
Why do you want the treasure to really impress you.
Don’t you think it’s just a chance to advance to the Holy Weapon, so there’s no need to take action.
Once Taojun takes action, the nature changes.
The ancestors of each Taoist family are the real foundation.
If something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous.
Moreover, the Yu Family itself has two powerful Dao Lords in charge, as well as a group of magical weapons, which is a strong enough deterrent. In view of the fact that on their territory, the Yu Family in Guxian Tower has the right time, place, people, and backing.
Guxian Tower is such a huge thing, that’s why we agreed to this contract.
This time, Tianyang Shenzong was led by the Great Sage.
I believe the same is true for everyone.
"I'm not fighting for it."
The ethereal figure asked: "How many times are you going to protect him?"
The old man raised a finger.
"once?"
The figure laughed loudly and said: "Then you have done it."
"In the City of All Things, if you hadn't protected him, he would never have been able to escape so easily. Even if he didn't die, he would have to shed a layer of skin, and he might even become a prisoner and become a treasure to explore in the Holy Land of Celestial Weapons."
The old man laughed loudly: "It's always been."
Lord Yan Fu glanced at Yu Yan who was standing beside him, and said calmly: "Do you know what news the major sects' holy places got this time?"
The burly old man put his hands behind his back and said: "In recent years, the Yu family in Guxian Tower has been prosperous. Everyone knows that the Yu family has obtained a new spiritual treasure. It is a soul-revering flag, which was acquired by a lucky boy.
Taking charge, he not only became the son-in-law of the Yu family, but also became a noble person."
"He can be called the most popular genius in the past three hundred years."
"The Yu family relies on the Yinhun Dan refined by the soul banner weapon spirit to cultivate disciples on a large scale. After so many years, the younger generation is at least 30% more than before."
"Thirty percent."
"How terrible."
"Therefore, when we got the best Taoist soldiers and were about to be promoted to holy soldiers, facing the undefended situation of the Yu family, all the major sects, ancient tribes, and holy places sent their most outstanding disciples."
"No one who rushed to the Great Fog Realm was a coward, even the Taoist disciples of my Shen Sect rushed there."
Lord Jambudvipa continued: "There is another thing you didn't mention. The Soul Flag is not a treasure that others think is advanced by chance."
Yueyan glanced sideways.
"Other people don't understand how powerful it is, but you and I should know it best."
There was something strange in the expression of the illusory Dao Lord.
At that time, he thought he was just a monk who was refined into a magic weapon, but now it seems that even if he is distracted in Jamfu, he can't help but show a serious and serious expression.
"This little brother of yours is no ordinary person."
"What do you mean, Mr. Dao?"
"This may be his second life."
"Second?"
There was no surprise in Yueyan's eyes.
Yan Fu said seriously: "His last life must have been extraordinary."
In ten thousand years, he has not heard of anyone who can completely transform himself into a weapon spirit, and also has the possibility of continuous improvement.
Of course, it is not that there are no monks who want to find new ways and achieve success, but he is the one who watched the Soul Banner grow up before his eyes.
Do you need natural resources?
Do you need an unexpected chance?
How many resources are needed?
nothing.
"I thought Daojun's distracting projection couldn't think."
With a distracted expression, he stared at Yuyan and said, "Have you settled the score yet?"
"What account?"
"A monk's account for food, clothing, housing and transportation."
"The cost of a sect."
"The resources a big clan should have if it wants to rise."
Yuyan was silent for a long time.
Fenshen said: "In Tianyang Shenzong, the sect salary for a low-grade Qi practitioner in one month is six low-grade spiritual stones. One year is seventy-two low-grade spiritual stones. According to the latest ratio of Guxian Tower, it is one to thirteen.
It can be exchanged for about five and a half pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. One low-grade spiritual stone can buy three bottles of Qi training pills, which is enough for an ordinary monk to practice for a month and a half."
"Take away one of the six spiritual stones, and there are five left."
"One piece is for purchasing spiritual rice, one is for buying spells, one is for purchasing magic weapons, and one is for renting spiritual land."
"Finally save a piece."
"This is still just a low-grade Qi practitioner."
"Medium grade, top grade?"
"Where's the Fund Building Pill?"
"Even a saint like you. To live in the blessed land of sixth-level spiritual veins where heaven and earth converge, he needs a large amount of elixirs to assist him in entering. The treasures of heaven and earth are used to forge holy weapons. Famous teachers and masters point the way forward. Secret books of exercises pave the way.
, Not to mention a year, the resources consumed in just one day are a huge amount."
Yueyan understood the meaning of Daojun's distracted words.
"But the soul flag is not needed."
"He has hundreds of millions of Yin gods, and he can refine fine elixirs using only evil spirits."
"Whoever controls the soul flag is equivalent to controlling a spiritual mountain."
"From now on, I have relieved 70% to 80% of my worries on my spiritual path."
"Even the Yu family of Guxianlou stood by and watched."
"You still have to go."
"Master Dao has said so much, just because he doesn't want to ruin the plan."
It seemed that his thoughts were dispelled by Yue Yan. Daojun was distracted and looked at Yue Yan calmly without saying anything.
He really didn't want Yuyan to be related to such an invisible thing. That thing was definitely a powerful creation. If he thought about it carefully, he even thought it was the work of someone with great supernatural powers.
"Without Daojun's inheritance, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to return to the Eastern Wasteland."
"I walked this road out for eight hundred years."
"I walked for eight years on the way back."
"Of course I understand that Mr. Dao has his own plans. It would be fine if he doesn't get the news. Now that I have the news, I have to go." Yue Yan bowed his hands and saluted.
The burly old man stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Dao Lord, I will never hold the Soul Flag."
In fact, Yueyan can also see it.
Daojun was distracted and was afraid that he was in charge of the soul flag.
That is not a matter of solving the problem, but a matter of two great powers competing against each other. Such a move can drive the tiger to swallow the wolf, and even if Yan Fu can win in the end, it will definitely end in a dismal outcome.
"Don't you think this is too inconsistent with his style?"
"What?"
"Too ostentatious."
"He has always liked to hide."
"so……"
"He did it on purpose."
"deliberately?"
"Deliberately leading you there."
"What Mr. Dao means is that my brother knows that he can't escape, so he needs me to take action?"
Yueyan laughed loudly, his laughter was like thunder, hearty and loud. Hearing this generous laughter, even the most depressed people would be infected and become cheerful.
"He has put you in danger, and you are still so happy."
"certainly."
"He finally learned to rely on others."
"Master Dao, you don't know something. My brother doesn't like to rely on others. No matter what kind of things he faces, it is rare to see him lower his head. But the strange thing is that he can be the strongest support for others."
"As long as people close to him ask for something from him, he will do his best."
"Since he can't bear it anymore."
"As the big brother, I do my part."
He was distracted and lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not to drink."
Saint is a watershed.
Since Tu Shanjun knew that the big movement of his tribulation would alarm Yueyan, then Saint Yueyan would definitely rush there.
At the same time, the vision of the previous life and the behavior of the holy soldier can spy on or even destroy his plan.
In the past, Lord Jambuddha did not understand Tushan Lord's anger, and he did not need to understand it. He only regarded it as the roar of ants and the lamentation of earthworms. Now he has to seriously examine this existence that he once misjudged.
If he was really the work of a great supernatural being as he suspected, then he would definitely intervene in his plan.
Will the great supernatural power take action?
Or might Da Neng take the risk to fight with him?
He thought it was impossible.
Daojun stood silently, distracted.
He was just a distraction.
It's not Jambu.
But he is indeed a part of ensuring the completion of the plan. He cannot allow accidents to happen to Yue Yan, let alone let others ruin his plan. Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, he cannot let this possibility happen, let alone in the future.
It seems to him that the chance is not small.
"Ants look at the sky."
"If the person behind you takes action, I will respect you a lot, but you are just a pawn, and you are trying to do something like a worm to shake a big tree, and ruin my plan. If you insist on seeking death, I will help you."
Daojun was distracted and thought with his eyes closed. He wanted to completely eliminate the possible impact of the Soul Flag on him.
Now everyone is still waiting and watching, and the news has not spread widely enough. Only Dongtu is still lively, and even the Demon Sect in Southland only has three or four major Taoist disciples.
It's probably because the holy soldiers can't induce the great monks to take action.
Then he added a fire to the news.
"If the Yu family can bear it, there will always be someone who can't."
…
"Ancestor, the news has been completely settled." Yu Haoxuan cupped his hands and faced the young man who only had a back figure left for him.
"With the help of my Yu family, Meng Zhi is about to advance to the level of a sacred weapon as a top-notch Taoist soldier. However, Meng Zhi was attacked by the weapon and his life is not long. He may die as soon as the catastrophe is over."
"I should have retrieved the sacred artifact and left it to the widow, but since ancient times, treasures can be obtained by those who can."
"The Yu family is willing to follow the wish of the spirit of the sacred artifact and find a clear owner for it."
"very good."
"It's really good that you can handle this situation."
The young man praised: "If you can stick to your heart in the face of temptation, Haoxuan, you will have great success."
"Ancestor has too much praise."
Once Dao Lord is provoked to take action, the entire family will suffer as they are so close to their Yu family base camp.
So he argued hard.
Whoever dares to end up in trouble, don't blame the second ancestor of the Yu family for not showing mercy to him.
If you don't even give up this little bit of face, then you'll just have to attack each other with magic weapons.
With the magical weaponry and the three ancestors working together, no one will be able to survive.
The young man stood in the clouds of the great realm.
Sighed slightly.
Sorry, I was too sleepy last night and fell asleep.