It was as if he finally had complete control over his own body.
Xuan Gong brings great luck, and the magic power surges.
The only spiritual consciousness that can be used to scan the world is missing.
However, similar magical effects can be simulated to a certain extent using mana.
Even if Luo Tianfeng hides, the former Martingale Wu can still feel each other. That is actually an indescribable burden. Now Luo Tianfeng, the foster father in the sea of consciousness, has disappeared like his soul.
call.
Yang Wu let out a breath of turbidity.
He didn't know what was going on, but he could only see the three-foot-long blood jade gourd spinning in front of him.
He stretched out his hand to take away the blood jade gourd and the soul banner that resided in the gourd.
However, what horrified Yang Wu was that his holy king's body clearly possessed unparalleled strength, but he could not even get close to the gourd.
There is always an invisible wall between his palm and the gourd. No matter how hard he uses his magic power, he can't break through it, even if he uses his magical powers.
boom!
The blood jade gourd tore open the void and fell into it.
Yang Wu watched everything that happened, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
At this moment, he finally realized the bitter and hoarse smile of the adult just now.
At first he couldn't understand it at all.
Now he understands.
Why is the laughter of someone as strong as Tushanjun also full of helplessness?
He knew it completely.
Even with great strength, I still can't grasp a small gourd or a flag.
Just like the adults said.
It's time for him to go.
This trip was not as dangerous or desperate as imagined, nor was there the stubbornness to fight to the end, but it left a big boy completely frustrated.
The best competition in this world is invisible.
Just like spring passes and autumn comes, the four seasons rotate, and I don’t know when I will grow old.
This kind of competition is also the most dangerous. It will disappear in an instant, as if it has never been in this world.
However, he is not even qualified to participate in the competition.
Yangwu didn't laugh like Tushanjun.
He couldn't laugh.
All he could feel was boundless trembling.
"I'll go."
"I will go back."
"It's time for me to go back."
Yang Wu murmured softly.
My eyes were covered with fog.
Like an abandoned child turning around silently.
He is indeed still a child, only in his twenties at best. Compared with those old monsters, he is like a newborn baby.
He was unlucky, his head was beheaded by the Demon Slayer Sword when he was ten years old.
He is also lucky. He has cultivated himself as a Saint King in his twenties and has the strength to control his own destiny. He can also use this power to protect the people he wants to protect.
Martingale Wu missed the target with one step.
Leaving behind a lonely figure.
The new city lord looked at the figure leaving alone, with patches of horror in his eyes.
Just now, he suddenly remembered.
I remembered where I had seen that person.
And why did I get the ancestor’s letter?
It turned out that the Yangcheng underground ruins he was guarding had been quietly opened long ago.
…
"he's gone."
for a long time.
After being silent for a long time, Venerable Jifeng slowly spoke, with a hint of sadness.
After this farewell, we may never have the chance to meet again. That person is the Great Demon of the Abyss. He jumped out of the abyss and came to the world of mortals. He is like a dragon and cannot be traced, but he is a ruthless character who stirs up the world.
They have long ceased to belong to the same world.
Feng Chengyin lowered his head and said nothing.
Perhaps only he knows the sadness in his heart. The little demon who was once inferior to him has now become a giant.
The terrifying pressure seemed like the sky was falling.
He didn't know what Tu Shanjun's strength was now. He was probably no weaker than Senior Yuanyan. He recalled the scene in the underground palace at that time. The young man standing in front of the door locked the entire world and then spoke.
Feng Chengyin let out a long sigh.
"He really was in Xiaolingzhou back then..."
"Shh."
Venerable Jifeng made a gesture of silence, shook his head and said: "We don't know him, and we haven't seen him since then."
"Why?"
"You don't know what he did in the Eastern Wilderness." Venerable Jifeng didn't want to believe it, but he did hear the legend about Tushanjun in the ancient city.
It was only then that he learned Tu Shanjun's identity. It turned out that this person was not a monk at all.
No wonder so many people are related to him.
"He's gone." Feng Chengyin repeated.
"It's good to go."
"If you leave, don't come back." Lord Jifeng nodded slightly.
It’s better that such an unparalleled devil exists in the story!
"He will come back."
The seal is as firm as determination.
…
"Will you go back?" Tu Shanjun didn't know.
Maybe he will never return to Xiaohuangyu again in this life, just like this time, he never returned to Xiaolingzhou.
Tu Shanjun, who was in the soul flag, could only see the scene around the soul flag. What came into view was the upper and lower heaven and earth as smooth as jade, with huge and complicated long characters carved on them.
Judging from the appearance, it should be a Taoist scripture engraved on the blood jade gourd, similar to the gourd in his hand.
Thinking of this, Tushanjun tapped his forehead and took out another blood jade gourd.
Shaked.
Sigh slightly.
Only a little light remains of the means given by the ancestors in the past.
I guess I can only keep him as a thought and not be able to protect him.
Tushanjun can do anything inside the banner.
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It's just that it's only within the banner.
Without the banner master in charge, he would completely lose the means to operate in the outside world.
This time he shook the gourd given by Yuan Shengming Demon and used the 'death-bearing technique' to make Yangwu stay conscious. This was originally approved by Yuan Shengming Demon.
Perhaps he had already calculated that Tushanjun would do this, so he carved the spell in advance.
I just don’t know that the spirit demon death-resistant technique performed by the Blood Jade Gourd is different from the one performed by Tu Shanjun himself.
This technique is extremely powerful, and each person has different effects when using it.
Tu Shanjun has one effect when he performs it on himself, and another effect when he performs it on others.
However, it remains true to its origins.
In the final analysis, it is still necessary to keep the dead and preserve their memories and emotions.
It can be said to go against the will of heaven.
Tushanjun probably doesn't understand the principle.
That's because he comes from another world, and his study of the human body is no longer metaphysical.
Anatomical analysis is even more basic.
From this, we have a certain understanding of the brain.
However, the laws of life and death in the two worlds are different, and the term brain death does not exist in the spiritual world.
Memories and emotions are stored in the soul.
Once the soul leaves the body, it will most likely cause symptoms of memory impairment and emotional confusion in the physical body.
Without a soul, one cannot embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Without a soul, the body will transform into a zombie.
Zombies can become spirits.
But the moment a zombie gets up, he is no longer the same person as he used to be. His memory of the past is vague, and he will not be able to naturally integrate into the previous social relationships.
Tu Shanjun's death-resistant technique will also be on the verge of demonization in the later stages.
Maybe it will be different if it is performed by the Blood Jade Gourd.
But no matter what, Yangwu was completely relieved.
He was already dead, but it was Tu Shanjun who forcibly hung his life with his bloody body.
However, he cannot truly reverse the yin and yang. Although his soul is in the flag, he is still alive and can return to the Asura clan, that is, his sister.
"I'll look into it."
Tu Shanjun said calmly.
A pair of immortal eyes are piercing.
Since the spirit demon death-holding technique can make people survive, one day it will eliminate the influence of demonization, completely locking their consciousness and emotions, and become another kind of immortal 'zombie'.
After all, this is the devil's crooked way, and the right way is still to become the leader in the world.
Completely understand the yin and yang of life and death, and then reverse it.
Compared to becoming an immortal, reversing life and death is more feasible.
Tushanjun did not place all his hopes on becoming an immortal.
No one can tell clearly what a fairy is.
It only talks about becoming an immortal in five steps.
But there are no immortals in the world,
Although he is not a fairy, he has real supernatural powers.
For example, Yuan Shengsheng Demon brought Master Jifeng back to life.
He saw the hope of life in the person with great supernatural powers.
"If I can break through to Dao Lord, there is only one step left." Tu Shanjun suppressed the excitement in his heart.
The more this happens, the more tolerant it is.
The Tao Lord's calamity is probably more terrifying than the saint's calamity, and besides, his Tao has not been extended, so he still needs a banner master who can help him extend the Tao.
Today, Tushanjun has no deep obsession with who will control the soul flag.
As long as he's not a demon who brings trouble to the world, that's fine.
Death is actually a very normal thing in the spiritual world.
If a person can still survive after going through countless hardships and disasters, he will have become a high cultivator long ago.
Gao Xiu may not survive. Every level has its own battles. If you cross this time, there will be the next time. Either you keep crossing it, or you will die on the way.
Very few people who embark on this road end well.
What is a good death?
Old Monster Jing once said: In the eyes of the world, a good death is a happy old death, but in my opinion, old age and death itself is a kind of misfortune, which means that the potential of the monks has been exhausted. There is no other way but to wait for death. I would rather die on the road.
, but without losing the true character of a monk.
'Don't leave any regrets!'
Just like Wen Peng.
Under such extreme circumstances, he did not choose to stay in the family, but stood up to look for opportunities.
In fact, even if people in the family don't say anything, there will definitely be juniors or others who will whisper about the selfishness of the ancestor Wen Peng.
Selfishly, he took away all his mystical skills and cultivation and buried them on an unknown road. He was not willing to give points to everyone and contribute his last effort to the clan.
Wen Peng left anyway.
Isn't he worried about the clan?
Don’t you know that once you leave, you may never come back?
He was worried and fully aware of it.
But he still left.
When he left, he said: "Don't collect my body for me in the future, just step on my bones and move on!"
In the forbidden area of the treasure house.
The old King of Heaven also said: "We monks can only move forward!"
What exactly is a good death?
Tu Shanjun once thought that living a happy life would lead to a good death.
But at that time, he was a time traveler, and he still retained his previous understanding of the original world, thinking that his life was only a few decades, and that he would have a good death if he walked through it peacefully.
But.
Thousands of years!
He is no longer the fearful time traveler, but the immortal demon lord who is revered as the Great Sage.
So what is a good death?
What should be a good death for a monk.
"What, should this be my happy death?"
Tu Shanjun looked at the Xuantian City in the distance and the tens of millions of Yin gods in the city.
What exactly is their good ending?
And what kind of ending should it be to be worthy of this journey of wandering, life and death?
