Chapter 473 Rejection
The setting sun has replaced the starry sky.
The starlight and moonlight turned into a faint and soft light along the dome.
Until the sun rises again.
It turns out that time really flies by, and even with the strongest escape light, I can't catch up. Jinghong withdrew his gaze and talked for a long night. He still had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.
The words will always be finished, but the feelings will never be fully expressed.
Tushanjun is an excellent listener. He has said less since he realized that he might ramble. There are many things that he does not need to say. The child has his own ideas, and he only needs support.
By the way, I took a look at the original seal reinforcement. Tushanjun renovated it after he became the Nascent Soul.
The ghost shadow at the peak of the golden elixir is still strong, but it is not as powerful as the Nascent Soul Lord, so Lord Tushan strengthened it and evolved it into a hidden technique.
He also mobilized his magic power to portray Yang Xie and warm up the ghost shadow. When Jinghong breaks through to a higher cultivation level in the future, he can use his improved techniques to cultivate the ghost shadow. At least it can become a big trump card and a boost.
"Don't expose your double pupil easily, at least don't let outsiders know until you have the ability to protect yourself."
"If you encounter a strong enemy that you can't beat, run away if you can, don't fight forcefully."
"If you see an enemy, don't take action until you are absolutely sure." Tu Shanjun warned him one by one, fearing that Jinghong would suffer because of his explosive temper.
Brother Leifa has powerful cultivation and trump cards.
Just like ordinary mortals, they have a sharp knife and a murderous intention.
Tu Shanjun thought for a while and rummaged through his storage bag.
Then he took out a particularly simple-looking bronze coffin from the soul-honoring flag.
Put them all into Jinghong's hands.
"Dad doesn't have anything good. This ancient treasure is worth using. There are different levels of resources in the storage bag, which are enough for practice, as well as my father's understanding of the realm and Taoism..."
The moment Tushan Jinghong touched the coffin, he knew it was definitely a treasure.
The influx of mana revealed that the coffin had become the size of a palm, and there was endless space inside. It could not only be used for storage but also be used to defend against enemies, not to mention various other magical functions.
"Daddy, this is a treasure..."
"Hey, there is no need to refuse. If you want to go to the sect of Wanfa Sect, you will always need something with you. I have other treasures available, don't worry."
Of course Tushanjun knew that the coffin was a treasure.
After so many years in Xiaodongtian, all the spiritual treasures of True Lord Yuanying have been transformed, but the coffin containing the body of Lord Transformation remains the same, which is enough to show how powerful the coffin is.
Precisely because it is a treasure, it must be left to the near future.
Originally, Tu Shanjun planned to use the formation and the magic he had learned to tell Jinghong's fortune, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. The fate is getting thinner and thinner. Sometimes there should be thousands of possibilities, but when he calculates the one that appears, it will be difficult to change the future.
Of course, more may not be counted.
Regardless of whether Tu Shanjun is already the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, in fact, he can only look at the good and bad fortunes of ordinary mortals. When the fortune teller becomes a Qi practitioner, it will be difficult to calculate.
Monks have unlimited possibilities, and even God will help conceal the secrets of the cultivators.
Tu Shanjun stood up and was just about to touch Jinghong's head when his palm fell to his shoulder and patted Jinghong's shoulder before he picked up the wine cup and drank it all.
"Dad, I want to drink too."
"What do children drink?"
Tu Shanjun turned around and walked towards the bottom of the cauldron.
Just when Tu Shanjun was about to step into the shadows, Jinghong drank all the tea in the tea cup, pursed his lips and clenched his fists, and asked loudly: "Dad, can I come see you again?"
"Why not?"
…
Tushan Jinghong left.
Putting on her hood and hat, she walked out of Dan Pavilion and walked along the long straight street without looking back. Perhaps she was afraid that she would stop. She needed to move forward after all.
A tall figure stood in the shadows on the tall building of Dan Pavilion.
Tushanjun was thinking about how to tell the people in Daheishan. Maybe they didn't know yet, or even thought about it. After all, the news would not be spread back so early.
Maybe they would have followed Jinghong and left Daheishan by the time the news came back.
Naturally, they won't think about coming back when the deal is done.
This is quite irresponsible.
It's okay that he hasn't walked out of the small cave. Now that he has walked out of the small cave, he must make it clear to his former subordinates to prevent them from doing anything stupid.
Maybe it would actually be better if they had forgotten about him, Tushanjun.
Master Yuyan asked curiously: "How many more days can we stay without calling Xiao Jinghong?"
"That's not necessary."
Master Yuyan clicked his tongue, but Tushanjun remained as tough as ever.
People, you should be more honest sometimes.
"Xiao Jinghong came here and you, the father, didn't say anything?"
"I gave him an ancient treasure coffin and some resources for practice."
"How can I send a coffin to my daughter?"
Tushanjun suddenly realized that he was really unhappy about giving that ancient treasure. After some searching, he found that apart from the ancient treasure, he didn't have any other treasures that he could get rid of.
They are all monks. Of course, the more powerful the baby is, the better. There is no such thing as such.
"What do you mean?"
"Hey, I don't mean much, it's just a thunder magic weapon." Master Yuyan said with a smile. When Xiao Jinghong came to Yangcheng, he, as an elder, would of course give him a proper greeting gift.
Tu Shanjun didn't say any precious words at all. It would be better to leave these polite words after he refines the Dragon Mark Infant Transformation Pill.
"Going to study the prescription." Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and then walked to the lifting platform.
"Don't you look at the ghosts and ghosts sent by the major sects?"
"There's nothing to see. It's just a crooked and evil ghost. There's nothing good about it."
Tu Shanjun was originally excited to see the ghosts and spirits sent to him, but after reading them, he felt that it was better not to look at them, as they were not as good as the ones that Big Head found for him.
At a glance, there are hundreds of them, but most of them have not even entered the first level and can only be regarded as newly formed wandering souls.
Most of these wandering souls have the characteristics of beasts. They look like beasts combined with the miasma of mountains and forests, ferocious evil spirits, and then spawned by secret methods.
Even in the later stage of Qi training, there are none who are taller among the short ones, and there is no one above the foundation level. The only advantage is that the quantity is large. There are dozens of wandering souls crowded into one jar, and tens of thousands of jars are delivered in a row.
Which sect sent it last time?
Tu Shanjun frowned and thought carefully: "It seems to be the Yuling Sect."
The Yuling Sect studied the method of controlling beasts and would definitely cultivate spirits and spirits. These defective products were mixed with the shapeless three souls and seven souls of the mountain elves and wild monsters, and they became these things.
He doesn't bother to take care of it, as long as he can deliver the quantity, that's fine.
There are tens of millions of vacancies in the soul flag. Once he lays down the formation and uses the method of raising gu, it will be okay to refine one or two powerful evil spirits in one jar.
"It's different this time. The female grandmaster of Yu Xiuchuan said that the sect has a demon to suppress..."
"If you don't go, either send it or ignore it. The business of refining the alchemy is more important."
Tu Shanjun refused.
He needs a lot of Yinshen and evil spirit to improve his strength. One or two demons can't solve the problem at all, and alchemy allows Master Yuyan to break through the Nascent Soul, and then the two of them can overturn the table.
When Master Yueyan breaks through, destroying the Blood Evil Sect will not be easy.
Moreover, the furnace formation also has the Jindan Yinshen of Lingmen, who is trying every means to break the restrictions in their minds.
There are so many monks in Lingmen who are familiar with the magic and aura of Lingmo Sect. Tu Shanjun even suspects that Lingmen is the base for Lingmo Sect to change its appearance. He must level the Lingmen of Demon Sect before destroying Xuesha Sect.
The planned attack on Daheishan disrupted Tushanjun's plan, resulting in the death of so many monks in Daheishan. Even Tushanjun himself narrowly escaped death and almost fell into the hands of the Ghost King.
He must avenge such a great revenge.
As long as there are two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, all problems will be solved by then.
"I will not leave Yangcheng until I refine the elixir."
Tu Shanjun has already made up his mind, but he will change later. The Blood Evil Sect and the remnants of the Spirit Demon are not fools. They must be looking for a way, so they must be ahead of the other party.
Going out of Yangcheng now for a few demons is putting the cart before the horse.
Not to mention it's just a demon, even if the secret to becoming an immortal is there, there should be priorities.
Halfway through, Tushanjun stopped and said, "Senior, why don't you run for me?"
Master Yuyan spread his hands helplessly, but Tushanjun was right, it was really not the time to walk around at will. Although it is strange for him to say this, alchemy is indeed the most important thing at the moment.
"That's fine, I'll just go for a walk..."
Tu Shanjun called to Master Yuyan again: "Let's forget it."
"Senior can still avoid lightning catastrophe in the big formation, but it would be bad if he takes action and triggers thunder catastrophe early. If you refuse Yu Xiuchuan, you can treat the devil as a quota, and I will go and get it myself in the future."
…
Walking down from the top floor of Dan Pavilion, the lava chamber is divided into different areas by Tushanjun. He walked into one of the small rooms, which was decorated with complex talisman formations, and in the center of the blockade was a struggling Jindan Yin Shen.
When Tushanjun walked in, Jindan Yinshen struggled even more fiercely, and even wanted to hide in fear, but there was no place for him to hide in this clean formation.
"Have you thought about it?"
"As long as you can answer all my questions, I will let you go."
"Whether you seize your body and rebuild it or reincarnate it, I won't interfere. If you don't tell me, once you are taken into the spiritual treasure by me, you will never be reincarnated in this life."
"Why are the spirit demon monks so attached to the Little Wilderness Territory? What is it that attracts you?"
"Is Lingmen your stronghold sect?"
"What is the reason for your layout in Daheishan?"
"..."
Questions came out of Tushanjun's mouth one after another. His scarlet eyes calmly stared at the Jindan Yin Shen in front of him. The soul flag was spinning in the center of his palm, and the magic flame was lingering.
Jindan Yinshen shook his head in panic.
"Is it because I don't know or I can't tell?"
Tu Shanjun was thinking about it and didn't know how to get the other party to answer.
Fortunately, he captured two golden elixir masters and still had a chance to make mistakes. However, as for how to find a way to quickly solve these problems, I have no clue yet.
"Don't be hasty but be patient." Tu Shanjun put away the soul flag and walked out of the formation room.
What comes into view is a large floating inscription, all of which are the decomposition of a pill recipe.