Chapter 301 Image Changing
Tushanjun was pacing in the main hall, and the baby in his arms was very well-behaved under the comfort of the magic power.
She must have cried since she was born, her body functions are fine, her alveoli are fully opened and she is not holding her breath.
Standing in front of the crystal coffin, Tu Shanjun sighed.
As soon as the red-haired evil spirit sighed, the demons and ghosts in the main hall suddenly had their hearts in their throats. Some of them lacked concentration, and their beating hearts were like drums, but they still had to try their best to show a calm expression.
"It's no different from before. All temple statues are destroyed and the treasures inside are retrieved."
"I won't let you work in vain and exchange that thing for the elixir." As he said that, Tu Shanjun dispersed the Yinhun Dan and floated it in front of them.
They looked at each other, no one dared to eat.
Malu didn't hesitate at all and immediately threw the Yinhun Pill into his mouth.
With one person taking the lead, no matter how much others resist, they will have to accept it.
Otherwise, they might not even be able to get out of the main hall.
Nie Quanjiu had no doubts. Although they had only been together for a short time, he knew that Tu Shanjun did not need to use poison to control them.
Besides, it is normal for demons to attach themselves to the strong, just like the black dragon challenging the Ghost King of the Black Mountain. If they win, they will also attach themselves to the black dragon.
The red-haired evil ghost has great strength to protect them, and they are willing to rely on each other.
The Yinhun Pill melts immediately in the mouth, and the power of the foundation-building medicine spreads quickly.
The demons who originally thought it was something bad opened their mouths in surprise. They are different from human cultivators. There are so many demon cultivators and ghost cultivators who cannot produce an alchemy master. The elixirs can only be bought from the human cultivators market.
Nie Quanjiu asked everyone's doubts: "Is the king an alchemist?"
Tu Shanjun nodded and said: "Yes, as long as you do your job well, I will never treat you badly."
"You should understand the effectiveness of the elixir, one step at a time."
"I have limited energy, and it is impossible to specialize in elixir making. If you are quick, you will have it, but if you are slow, you will not."
"Little old man, I only hope that the king will follow his lead." Nie Quanjiu hurriedly saluted and surrendered.
He didn't know what happened to other monsters, but he ate something different.
This elixir seemed to have a great effect on his breakthrough.
For monks, cultivation is fundamental. Mastering the elixir to improve cultivation is equivalent to mastering the lives of these monsters.
"I will obey the king's orders."
This time, all the demons bowed their heads sincerely, and even one of them was impatient to leave.
He looked at the other colleagues around him and thought nothing of it.
Cultivation is the foundation and life. How could a pill with such outstanding effects be easily let go.
After a lot of kindness and power, and then painting cakes and feeding sweet dates, the demons were all obedient. There was no longer the initial anxiety and resistance, and they were all gearing up to fight.
Tushanjun looked at them calmly.
Although he didn't live long, he still had no problem handling these monsters and monsters that he had never seen much of.
Finally, Tu Shanjun decided to emphasize it again: "These dead monsters, you guys have divided their places, so don't disturb the people. Restrain the monsters under you. If there is a phenomenon of cannibalism, I will cause trouble for you. Don't It’s said to be unforeseen.”
"As commanded."
"Your Majesty, what if human cultivators are looking for trouble for us? As you know, there will always be cultivators who slay demons, or cultivators who are looking for the bones, blood, fascia, and other materials on our bodies."
The speaker was a pig-shaped dragon with a single horn, who was in the late stage of foundation building.
"May I have your name?"
"Back to your Majesty, my name is Short Horn." Short Horn handed over his hand. Except for some scales on his face and the single horn, he no longer had the characteristics of a crocodile.
Tushanjun felt a little helpless, his short horn was a bit awkward.
All the other monsters knew that he was talking about not being able to eat people, but he seemed like a stupid young man who wanted to ask if he could kill people: "Whoever wants your life, you have to take his life. The most basic thing in the world of spiritual practice is to Will I teach you?"
"Who else has questions?"
There was total silence and silence.
Tu Shanjun waved his hand and said, "Go and have a rest."
The demons and ghosts in the palace said their goodbyes and left one after another as if they had been pardoned.
This time, many demons in the palace died, and they were busy taking over the territory. Trying to get a few more pieces of treasure in exchange for a panacea to increase one's cultivation level, how can one think of staying and having a feast?
A few moments.
There are only a dozen foundation-building demons left.
Malu looked at Tu Shanjun and said, "Ma Lu is willing to stay and follow the Taoist Master."
Tu Shanjun said leisurely: "I saved you just because it was within my power at that time."
Seeing Malu's firm gaze, Tu Shanjun could only say: "That's all."
"From today on, Malu will serve as the commander of the capital, commanding all the goblins and ghosts in Daheishan. Nie Quan will be promoted to prime minister and will be in charge of the government affairs of Daheishan." Tu Shanjun promoted both of them.
It doesn't sound like a busy position, because there is nothing major.
There are secular dynasties in Daheishan, and they will govern themselves.
The remaining demons and monsters, probably tens of thousands in total, are actually gathered on the top of the mountain. Apart from practicing and expanding their territory, they have no other business, and they come to attend the Great Black Mountain Banquet at the end of the year.
Nie Quanjiu will take care of the rest.
If he wanted to break through the golden elixir cultivation level, he could only rely on Tu Shanjun.
"Let's all go."
Tushanjun did not keep them anymore.
His own cultivation still needs to be sorted out and all harvests must be digested. In fact, there is nothing they need to keep. It is enough to restrain the monsters from intruding on the common people, and maintain Daheishan normally.
There are no new officials to take office, and there are no drastic reforms.
Perhaps there should have been a bloody storm, a massacre, but Tu Shanjun suppressed it all. He does not need to subvert everything that has ever existed, because what he wants is not power at all.
All he wanted was a place to rest and someone to protect him while he rested.
That's right, if you are successful, you can help the world, and if you are poor, you can only take care of yourself.
"Go and rest, everyone, go and rest." Tu Shanjun murmured twice, walked slowly up to the throne of Daheishan, and sat down calmly.
A small square seal flew out from his forehead, and the dripping black mark was like a shrunken mountain. If you look closely, it turned out to be a microcosm of the one hundred thousand miles of Dahei Mountain, with a faint flicker of light visible.
"interesting."
After careful study, Tu Shanjun discovered that the Ghost King of Daheishan had refined the Shinto magic weapon into it and fused the two. No wonder when I picked up the Black Mountain Seal, all the incense and wish power in the Great Black Mountain came flooding in.
He took out the small seal of 'Huaifeng City God' by tapping on his forehead, and then put it forward. It melted in naturally without any training.
The bottom seal reads: "Daheishanhe County, the ghost king serves as the official seal."
Although the power of incense and wish is powerful, it has huge shortcomings. Only when the skills and magical tools are complete, and the appropriate amount of incense and wish are absorbed, can there be no problem.
Without the Shinto magic weapon to control one's own Yinshen, the erosion of the power of incense and wish is huge.
No matter how strong the will is, it will eventually be assimilated by the will of all living beings, either becoming a real god with no personal thoughts and only the sincere wishes of living beings praying, or becoming an incense demon.
For Tu Shanjun, the power of incense and desire is not the power of another system, but a kind of evil spirit in the world.
In the same way, he wondered whether mana was also a kind of evil spirit, which was why he could not possess mana. Because even if he gains mana in his Dantian, it will become a resource when he reaches the Soul Flag.
The flag master is different. Magical weapons and magic weapons require magic power to activate. The soul-honoring flag is a magic weapon, so it is no exception.
Tu Shanjun used a little bit of mana to simply practice the Black Mountain Seal, and then took the Black Mountain Seal into the sea of consciousness.
The Black Mountain Seal is combined with the Ghost King Seal, which not only has the characteristics of a Shinto magic weapon, but is also essentially a magic weapon for cultivating immortality, with great magical powers.
It's a pity to smelt it, but it would be a great help to keep it.
Moreover, I don’t have a large refining cauldron in my hand, so I can’t melt it even if I want to.
This thing is a very powerful magic weapon. It will save him from always summoning the soul flag when fighting in the future.
As the magic weapon seal was absorbed into the sea of consciousness, the stone statue in the temple behind it also changed.
The originally ferocious face gradually turned into a handsome one.
Her red hair was spread loosely, with two winding ghost horns holding down some of the hair.
Wearing a black Taoist robe, with a magic seal in his hand, his eyes were indifferent. If it weren't for the ghost horns on the top of the head, anyone who looked at it would think they were meeting an immortal rather than seeing a ghost king.
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"Your Majesty, the temple... the temple." In the Imperial Palace of the Daheishan City, an official in a green robe hurriedly walked in, knelt on the ground, panting, and couldn't finish his sentence despite being stuck in one breath.
The emperor hurriedly waved: "Hurry up and give me tea."
In the middle of the night, the main peak of Dahei Mountain shook. Although they could not see what happened specifically, they knew it must be in the direction of Dahei Mountain, so the emperor and the civil and military officials got up all night and waited for news.
Now a few hours have passed, the sky is dark, and both the emperor and the ministers in the palace hall are drowsy, as if they will fall asleep the next moment, and finally wake up at this moment.
"Your Majesty, gentlemen, you'd better come and see for yourself."
The temple was not far from the palace, so they didn't care about their manners. The emperor and his ministers hurried to the temple, stepped into the main hall, and immediately saw the stone statue of the Ghost King changing its appearance.
He was originally a ghost king, but now he looks a bit like an immortal.
The emperor was shocked and immediately worried. He turned back to look at the ministers and said, "What's the explanation for the huge change in the statue of the Ghost King?"
The ministers looked at each other, and they didn't know what happened.
"this……"
One of the ministers looked at the face of the stone statue not far away with slight surprise. Why did the face, red hair, and black robes look so similar to that person.
"What do you think, Mr. Du?" The official next to him noticed Mr. Du's strangeness and asked casually in a low voice.
"Do you think this person looks like the 'red-haired immortal'?"
"Red-haired fairy?!"
"The top priority is to send someone to interview him and ask him what happened."
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"Wow!"
The baby in her arms cried.
Tu Shanjun opened his spiritual eyes and checked the baby's health. It looked like there was nothing wrong with it, he must be hungry.
Unlike being hungry, Tushanjun also saw the baby's talent.
Even he couldn't help but be surprised by the baby's qualifications: "It's so strange!"