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Tushanjun looked sideways.

Stunned.

What came into view was a stern woman whose body was surrounded by lightning arcs.

The nose is as straight as a peak, and the facial features are like a dragon and a snake, just like the misty waves of the river, showing the picturesque scenery of the country. It is really beautiful!

Her long scarlet hair was tied up casually with a hairband, which was particularly eye-catching among the black-haired monks.

At this time, Tushan Jinghong's purple eyes were staring at the soul flag held tightly by Tushanjun. Shock, surprise, excitement, joy... complex emotions dropped from his eyes and intertwined on his face.

It was the surprise of finding something lost, the sadness of missing others after seeing things, and the anger of thinking about the destruction of one's own family.

The emotions accumulated for more than ten years were not even able to hold back the determined demon ape in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The thunderous pressure around Tushan Jinghong turned into ripples, and the powerful strength of the Golden elixir master swept out like a storm.

Physical constitution and spiritual roots are unique among all things.

Those double-eyed eyes that were sealed by Tu Shanjun's soul-dividing method are even more extraordinary.

Just the aura strength she is showing now makes even the more ordinary late-stage Jindan cultivators have to give in a bit.

Tushan Jinghong is undoubtedly a real genius. In the eyes of the head of Wanfa Sect, Tushan Jinghong is not inferior to the direct disciples of the major sects in the Eastern Wilderness Realm, so he also has high hopes for Jinghong.

Tu Shanjun knew why the other party didn't recognize him.

He is now using Chi Xuan's body, and his voice and appearance are completely different from his original body. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to let Yin Shen appear, the so-called familiar aura will be attributed by Jinghong to the magic weapon and technique. .

After all, in Jinghong's eyes, he was already dead, and his body was left in front of the Ghost King's Palace.

"Has the baby grown up too?"

Tu Shanjun looked at Tu Shan Jinghong with relief.

Observing the aura, it is deep and stable, and the pressure fluctuations are also extremely solid. You can tell that the strength is extremely good just by relying on these external conditions.

The light flickered, and Tushan Jinghong had appeared not far away, staring at Tushanjun who was walking in Chixuan's body, and asked in a deep voice: "Where did you get this magic weapon?"

Tu Shanjun tightened his grip on the Soul Flag and responded coldly: "Where the magic weapon comes from has nothing to do with you."

"related!"

"That's my father's magic weapon."

The Nascent Soul Master of Wanfa Sect saw that Tushan Jinghong was getting closer, and quickly spoke to stop him. At the same time, he sent his magic aura over: "Jinghong, stay there. If you get too close to him, you will fall into a thunder disaster."

The people behind him stared blankly at what was happening in front of them.

They didn't expect such a change.

The foundation-building monks couldn't say anything and could only wait quietly. However, they all mobilized their magic power and were ready to form a large formation at any time.

The three golden elixir masters also didn't say anything. They moved their steps and secretly surrounded Tushanjun in the center with a three-talent formation. Their consciousness locked on Tushanjun holding the soul flag.

"Oh, this soul flag and seal were obtained by someone at the same place. Could it be that this black seal is also your father's magic weapon?" Tu Shanjun said calmly, pretending not to recognize him.

Tushan Jinghong was very calm and stared at the black seal dripping in the palm of the red-robed Taoist: "You are right, this black seal is also my father's magic weapon."

Tu Shanjun sighed in his heart: ‘This kid is really upright. ’

When I saw Jinghong again, I found that Jinghong's cultivation was solid, and the surprise was not enough for outsiders.

However, Tushanjun has not gotten over the shock and frustration just now.

Wanfa Sect actually said that Chi Xuan was their disciple.

This is not possible even if we go back several generations.

The Nascent Soul Master also focused on the cultivation techniques, which shows that the Wanfa Sect may not identify disciples through ordinary means, and there must be a discipline among them.

If a disciple is defined by his skills, then Chi Xuan is indeed a very qualified disciple.

In the name of Taiping, he raised an army to attack Da Cang, and finally drove the old dragon out of the cave, completely disintegrating the thousand-year-old monk dynasty, so that ordinary people would not be sucked to death by such a solidified class.

He completely ended the intertwining of immortals and mortals in the cave.

Wan Dharma Fire Annotation Sutra.

Criminal jurisdiction.

Kill the Immortal Platform.

So qualified!

All this seems so appropriate, and he is more qualified than many disciples of Wanfa Sect.

Tu Shanjun was suddenly enlightened and murmured in his heart: "Not only evil magic techniques can affect people, but also so-called righteous techniques can also affect people. No, as long as it is a technique, it will definitely affect people."

"They will all be more or less influenced by the founder of the practice."

"If the ideas in your heart are in line with it, your practice of Kung Fu will indeed make rapid progress, and at the same time your Taoist heart will be greatly improved by the Kung Fu."

"That means..."

"it's me."

"Did I kill Chi Xuan?"

"If I hadn't taught him the Ten Thousand Dharma Fire Annotation Sutra, wouldn't this result have happened?"

Tu Shanjun's eyelids were mostly closed. He didn't know what would happen. Maybe it would be like this in the end, because Chi Xuan grew up in such an environment.

"A hero, a hero? Or maybe the times create heroes."

Before Tushanjun could think more, a voice interrupted his thoughts: "Give me back my father's magic weapon."

Tushan Jun Wushen's eyes were focused.

"Little doll, you don't have to say that if you like someone's magic weapon."

"Furthermore, even if this is your father's magic weapon, if someone has no spiritual consciousness when he gets it, it means that the person in charge of the magic weapon is dead."

"Unowned treasures are of course first come, first served."

Tu Shanjun turned over his hand and threw the seal into the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul flag in his hand was undergoing calamity. He couldn't put it away, so he could only hold it firmly in his hand.

Then he said: "Little doll, there is nothing in this world that you can get if you want it, even if it originally belongs to your family."

True Lord Nascent Soul frowned. He naturally trusted his disciples, but this matter was quite difficult to handle. You are right that the magic weapon is your own.

However, if a magic weapon is lost and picked up by someone, it is not easy to get it back.

It is inevitable that you have to do something to get your things back.

The True Lord cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, this magic weapon was sacrificed by my disciple's late father. If you erase your spiritual consciousness and return it, I, the Wanfa Sect, accept your favor and are willing to protect the Dharma for you to prevent Xiaoxiao from spying on you. Tribulation.”

"I also have a bottle of elixir here, called Mingfa Dahuan Dan, which can help you make up for the lost mana."

"What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

The True Lord of Wanfa Sect was worthy of being the Nascent Soul, and he immediately pointed out the most critical point, which was that Lord Tushan was about to survive the tribulation.

If he, the Nascent Soul Lord, along with the four golden elixir masters and hundreds of foundation-building monks, could help protect the law, no one would dare to provoke him.

That magic weapon is considered as payment.

Any monk at the peak of the Golden Core would agree to such a win-win situation.

Even if Tu Shanjun really succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, the magic weapon would still be profitable in exchange for such a formation, and the other party would have absolutely nothing to say. Moreover, the Nascent Soul Tribulation is not as easy to survive as imagined. If he dies, their Wanfa Sect will not be held responsible.

Tu Shanjun folded his hands and said: "I appreciate the good intentions, but I don't have the magic weapon with me. I'm afraid I will die in this thunder disaster."

He also realizes this. If he survives the tribulation here, Daheishan will be affected. If he runs out of mana and returns to the magic weapon, wouldn't it be taken away by Jinghong who is waiting here.

Chi Xuangang died in front of his eyes, how could he let Jinghong control the soul flag again, so he planned to go further.

As soon as his mind turned around, he had already thought of a good place.

Looking around, the three Jindan Grandmasters of Wanfa Sect were blocking his way. Tu Shanjun sneered: "What? If someone doesn't agree, Wanfa Sect will bully others and rob him?"

As he spoke, Tushanjun looked at the thunderclouds that had mostly condensed in the sky. The thunderclouds were condensed and stretched for hundreds of miles, and seemed to be a thousand miles away. A huge dangerous aura locked onto Tushanjun and the magic weapon in his hand.

There will be no such catastrophe when a magic weapon is promoted to a spiritual treasure.

This is the superposition of the double thunder calamity of the magic weapon and the main soul. Fortunately, Tu Shanjun has understood the complete true meaning. Otherwise, he would never be able to get through it with his original strength.

However, he did not look at the Thunder Tribulation to confirm the power of the Thunder Tribulation, but to threaten the Nascent Soul Lord of Wanfa Sect.

The Nascent Soul Lord is very strong, especially one with such a powerful aura.

The other party did not take action only because of the thunder tribulation. Once locked by the thunder tribulation, even the Nascent Soul Lord might be seriously injured, so the true Lord did not dare to take action rashly.

Facing such a general trend of heaven and earth, Yuanying old monster will also be afraid.

The Yuan Ying True Lord of Wanfa Sect has a gloomy face. Of course, he was afraid of Lei Jie before he spoke so loudly. Otherwise, with his identity as the Nascent Soul True Lord, there would be no need for such a discussion, and the other party would obediently give up the magic weapon. come out.

"Let him go."

"this……"

One of the Jindan masters asked softly, but maybe he realized something, so he stopped talking and opened a gap so that Tu Shanjun could use his escape technique to leave.

Tushan Jinghong didn't ask his uncle. The magic power around his body burst out into purple arcs of lightning and formed a thunder escape. He shouted fiercely: "If you don't return it, I will snatch it away!"

The figure has appeared several feet away from Tushanjun.

"Tiangang Zixiao and Divine Thunder help me!"

The divine light in his eyes cleared away the obstacles in front of him, and the thunder method faintly echoed the thunder clouds in the sky. The strength he exerted with the help of heaven and earth turned out to be much stronger than usual.

Tu Shanjun exclaimed.

It would be troublesome if this thunder technique entangled with the thunder clouds above. When the time comes, he will also involve Jinghong when he transcends the tribulation.

Tu Shanjun secretly thought that it was not good, the child's temperament was just like the thunder method he performed, he was really fierce.

As a last resort, he was afraid that he would expose his identity as still alive and let Jinghong retreat. Of course, it would be best if he could defeat him by some means.

"not good!"

The Nascent Soul Master of Wanfa Sect turned his hands and threw out the two jade walnuts he was playing with.

Two walnuts grow in the wind, and the black and white colors rotate into a Tai Chi diagram, cutting off the connection between the thunder clouds above and the Jinghong on Tushan Mountain.

A ray of light flew out from the formation, freezing Tushan Jinghong in place and unable to move.

Tu Shanjun's heart dropped as he raised his throat. He glanced at the True Lord of Wanfa Sect and said in his heart: "What a good idea."

Without further thinking, he used his escape technique to rush into the clouds.

The thunderclouds that stretched for thousands of miles also began to move with Tushanjun's escaping light.

Tu Shan Jinghong could only watch the magic weapon and the person in charge of the magic weapon disappear. She widened her eyes and tried to remember the figure of that person. However, the escape speed of the peak golden elixir monk was astonishing. In a short time, the magic weapon disappeared. The figure was already ethereal.

"Long water."

"Disciple is here." The late-stage Jindan monk raised his hand and stepped out.

True Lord Nascent Soul threw a jade walnut to him and said: "Follow him and watch from a distance. Don't get too close and fall into the formation. If that person dies, bring the magic weapon back."

"If he successfully crosses over, don't stay and return quickly."

Then he looked at Tushan Jinghong, who was trapped in black and white, and said, "Jinghong, your senior brother is going to chase the magic weapon. Next, you will take over the formation."

As he spoke, his eyes moved to the cave sky where fluctuations were already occurring.