Chapter 336 Coming Out

Chapter 336 Coming Out

Lishui City is a small town.

Although the city is small, there are not many pedestrians on the streets, and they are crowded and crowded.

There are lanterns and colorful decorations between each door.

After all, it’s the New Year.

However, it is different from the ordinary joy of approaching the New Year. This time of year is a bigger day than the New Year for the people.

"Hey, Wang Wu, he even put on his newly mended coat."

"this……"

The man in short clothes and cotton-padded jacket smiled and said hello, and at the same time looked at the thin, long-bearded middle-aged young man next to him.

Wang Wu held his hands, his cloudy eyes suppressed his hope at the bottom, and even the people closest to him might not be able to see it.

He glanced at the child and said a little more nervously: "The child is old enough and I plan to try my luck."

"This child has been smart since he was a child. He will definitely be favored by the real king."

"I'd like to lend you your kind words."

After a few words of greeting, Wang Wu took the ignorant but calm young man beside him and walked along the street to the garrison of Lishui City.

It's foggy and the steamer's heat spreads across the floor.

There is still a chill in late winter, which makes people wrap themselves up in cotton-padded clothes.

Wang Wu walked in front, and the child followed beside him.

None of them spoke.

After walking through the stained streets, I realized that there was a sea of ​​people in front of me. Wang Wu reached out and touched the wooden sign in his arms, feeling a little relieved.

"High-level Immortal Master, can we start the selection?"

On the city tower, the county guard held up his hands and looked respectfully at the monster with the wolf's head next to him. Although the monster has the head of a wolf, its body is quite human-like and it wears ordinary clothes.

The wolf demon swept towards the gathering crowd and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he stood up from the high seat of the city tower and said loudly: "I am the general, under the command of the Daheishan Army and Horses Division, little weirdo, guarding Lishui. Today, I will select those with spiritual roots to be granted immortal fate, climb the mountain to seek enlightenment and worship under the true king of Daheishan Mountain."

Although the wolf demon's name is strange, no one dares to laugh at it. Even the county guard standing on the high city has a solemn look on his face.

Daheishan is like a fairy palace that dominates the secular court. It has great power. The most important thing is that Daheishan will send little monsters to sit in the city-state and clean up the naturally born monsters and ghosts, which simply subverts their previous ideas.

Now, children with immortal roots have begun to be recruited for training.

In the past, this would have been unthinkable.

Because the reputation of Dahei Mountain is not good, ordinary people would not worship Tushan Lord if it were not for his blessing. However, as time goes by, they find that monsters are not scary.

In the first year, no one sent their children here even if the monsters who were guarding them persuaded them.

Only the little beggar who can't survive comes here.

They thought, after all, they would have a full meal, and even if they died in the end, they would still be full. If they were eaten by monsters, they would die happily.

When you are really hungry, it really makes life worse than death.

Two or three years have passed, even if they just recruit refugees and beggars, Daheishan has found many people with spiritual roots.

And it's not like the sect is picky and picky.

As long as there are spiritual roots, even the five spiritual roots can be absorbed without fail.

This is also because Daheishan lacks underlying strength.

If you want to become a powerful force, you cannot just have high-level power. How smart are the monsters and monsters? It's easy for them to do work, but it's not so good for them to use their brains.

Therefore, if Tushanjun wants to expand the base of Daheishan, he needs to recruit people to cultivate. Cultivate their sense of belonging, enable them to practice, and then slowly develop.

There are countless creatures in the world, and there is no such thing as high or low.

The monarch of Tushan, Zhang, was educated but without distinction.

The little weirdo has already remembered Tu Shanjun's great achievements in his heart, and will tell all the people gathered every time when the spiritual roots are selected.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he said loudly: "Let's begin."

The secular officials in the square beat gongs and shouted: "No. 1, Zhao Zhi, come forward."

"..."

Seeing the number of children in front of him decreasing one by one, the child tightened his grip on the wooden sign in his hand, looked back at his father, Wang Wu, and then silently followed the long team forward.

"No. 371, Wang Lin, come forward."

Holding the wooden sign in his hand tightly, the child stepped forward with his head held high and placed his palm on the glazed crystal pillar in front of him.

…

Seven years have passed since the battle with Sunset Mountain.

Another new year is approaching.

Seven years of rest and recuperation.

Tu Shanjun stood in front of the Ghost King's Palace, looking at Daheishan calmly.

Thousands of lights can be seen in the mist in the distant mountains.

Demons and monsters all take human form and perform their respective duties in the mountain city.

The spirit boat flying ship was churning in the sea of ​​clouds, rowing its huge and fine oars, and the smoothly flying array shone with crystal light.

The spiritual mines in Nanmingling are indeed extraordinary, vaguely comparable to high-grade spiritual stone veins.

One million spiritual stones can be mined in a year, which is more than enough to support the practice up and down the Dahei Mountain. It can even accumulate a lot of spiritual stones to improve the previous plans.

Today, Daheishan is no longer what it used to be.

With the support of Yangcheng, there is also a large strategic level spiritual boat.

The number of medium-sized spiritual boats increased to seven, and the number of small-sized spiritual boats increased to 100.

All of a sudden, it turned from a small force that was once unknown to a quasi-first-class power.

There are more and more monks taking refuge in Daheishan, not only demons and monsters, but also down-and-out human cultivators.

Tushanjun also set a rule to find children with spiritual roots from the ordinary world, teach them the method of practice, and contribute to Daheishan.

With the abundance of resources, Malu filled in an elixir-forming spiritual object when he first entered the false elixir state of mind, allowing him to become a golden elixir monk.

As a veteran at the pinnacle of foundation building, Miss Long'er was also the internal affairs manager of the Ghost King of Black Mountain. Her cultivation was profound and she even became a golden elixir monk before Ma Lu.

This is also due to the support of Tushanjun.

The effect of the Yin Soul Pill is really incredible. As Tu Shanjun conducted in-depth research, he truly discovered that the Yin Soul Pill is based on essence, energy and spirit, and is kneaded with mysterious techniques.

This kind of elixir made with Qi has no impurities, and the evil spirit can be quickly digested. Unless you take the pill day and night desperately, it will be filled again before the evil spirit in the body is completely digested.

Under normal circumstances, if you control the time of taking the elixir well, it will not have any impact.

This pill is the best.

It also makes the monk's energy and spirit grow stronger.

Others only have a 15% or 25% basic chance of forming an elixir. However, with the nourishment of the Yin Soul Pill, the Dahei Mountain monk's chance of forming a pill can more than double.

Although Tushanjun was looking at the expanded mountain city, he was actually thinking about alchemy.

In the past seven years, he has always wanted to improve his alchemy cultivation. With the resources of Daheishan and the great help of Yangcheng, Tu Shanjun's alchemy level began to rise linearly.

If you could only refine the Qi Condensing Pill in the early stage of Foundation Establishment in the past, you can now refine the Golden Pill in the middle stage. This is a very terrifying span, which is entirely due to Tushanjun's profound background and accumulation of resources.

There are thousands of volumes of the Alchemy Sutra, read thousands of times.

There is no prescription that cannot be memorized.

Coupled with day and night study and repeated proficiency in elixirs, Tushanjun feels that in more than ten years, his alchemy cultivation will reach the realm of a master. At least refining all the elixirs in the golden elixir realm will not be a problem.

The only problem is mana.

Juefa's remaining physical body only has 10% of his mana left.

In other words, Tu Shanjun can also simulate elixir refining in the soul flag, using less mana. Otherwise, all the mana may be consumed in these seven years.

"Magic power." Tu Shanjun murmured.

Without the support of mana, no matter how powerful the soul flag is, it will not be able to play its role.

But none of the five golden elixirs in Daheishan are suitable to be banner masters.

Tu Shanjun also figured out that he was a dead person.

A dead person can continue to realize enlightenment and progress, and even have his own legal domain and magical powers as the main soul. These are only possible by borrowing the life of others, entangled with cause and effect, and continuing his life.

Maybe this is just Tushanjun's imagination, but people always have hesitation.

The five golden elixirs now are not only acquaintances but also subordinates. How could Tu Shanjun let them control the soul banner when he knew that things were not going well.

The battle with the Sunset Mountain Golden Core Peak was because both the people and the mountain were going to be destroyed. Since there was so much to control, this was the only last resort.

But it's different now.

"We must find a way to replenish the mana."

Tushanjun thought about his enemy.

Now that he is powerful, he can counter the opponent and draw out the Yinshen to retain his mana to continue his life. The only thing he needs to worry about is whether this method can be the same as that of a normal banner master.

Thinking of this, Tushanjun became a little more excited.

If it really works out, then maybe there will be no need for a banner master from now on. All you need to do is find a demonic way and refine it into a banner slave to support your own practice.

But can this really happen?

Tushanjun doesn’t know either.

Although we have to look at it from a simple materialist perspective, in fact, the practice of Taoism is very mysterious and has many high requirements on many other factors. Therefore, we cannot be too happy now. We still have to practice it before we can be sure.

After finding a circle of demons surrounding him, Tushanjun made up his mind immediately.

He should take a trip too.

Otherwise, relying solely on the remaining magic power of Juefa, we will run out of ammunition and food for another two years at most.

After leaving some instructions for Ma Lu and Nie Quanjiu, Tu Shanjun returned to the temple behind the Ghost King's Hall, emerged from Juefa's physical body, took the soul flag, took away the Black Mountain Seal, and walked out of the main peak of Dahei Mountain.

When you take away your physical body, you have to take the soul-honoring flag with you.

Now Jinghong has grown up, less than half a year away from being ten years old.

In the past seven years, the power of those eyes has become even more powerful, breaking through the spells set by Tushanjun several times.

Tushanjun didn't dare to be too heavy-handed. If it caused any irreversible damage to the child's eyes, it would be worth the loss. Therefore, he could only check it frequently and reinforce it slightly to ensure that the power was not leaked.

Really, three years later, another three years, another three years of mending.

As for the child’s personality…

When Tu Shanjun thought about it, he thought it would be better not to say anything.

Then, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

This should be his second time out of Dahei Mountain in the nine years since he climbed the mountain. The last time he went out was to destroy the Chiwu Sect.