Chapter 772 Old Friend

Tu Shanjun looked at the old man talking eloquently, but couldn't say anything.

He is really not good at words.

But he was like a wall of silence.

Don’t give in even one step!

The old man smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, since you think what I said is reasonable, please get out of the way."

The tall monk in black and red robes shook his head.

"I can't control the world, and I don't have that ideal. I just want to become an immortal. If you rob her, you are robbing me of my path to immortality."

"I can't let it."

The old man's eyes gradually turned cold, and he sneered: "Look, you also covet the secret of becoming an immortal, so why bother to package yourself as a noble person? In fact, you are no different from us. No, you are different from us. We are her relatives and dependants, and you are just an outsider."

"A sanctimonious hypocrite with ulterior motives!"

"Compared to us, you are even more despicable."

Tu Shanjun's face remained calm, and his mood was not disturbed at all.

He doesn't need to explain it to others.

No matter how the world sees him.

"I forgot to introduce you. My name is Pei Wanhong. You can also call me Lord Bisu."

"Sanniang wants to call me uncle when she meets me."

"And you?"

Tushanjun still stood unmoved.

Venerable Bisu continued: "You must think that you are different, that you will be that special monk, but you will always be defeated by reality."

"The evil aura of your body has betrayed you a long time ago."

"Do you think you are a good person?"

‘What a powerful monk! ’

Tushanjun was amazed.

If an ordinary monk is eager to prove something, the opponent will disturb his state of mind and his actions will be inferior.

It's a pity that Tushanjun has a dull personality.

He knew that he was stupid, and he also knew that he was not the kind of extremely smart monk.

The only thing he worried about was whether Sanniang followed his instructions.

"Being a good person is due to the comparison of bad people. I can restrain myself from grabbing other people's property. Even if it comes to me by chance, I am willing to return it, and I will be regarded as a good person."

"And those who are my enemies and those who are killed by me must think that I am a devil."

"It doesn't matter what I am in the eyes of the world. What matters is what I should be."

"Then what should you be?"

"Become an immortal."

"Ah."

Venerable Bisu was amused by the innocent words of the tall red-robed monk.

However, after seeing the other party's serious expression, he actually felt that what the other party said was right. That person's wish was so simple that it felt like a joke.

"Pity."

"What's a pity?"

"You have gone astray."

"Magic power cannot make you an immortal, it will only turn you into a demon that everyone wants to beat."

"I had no choice."

"But you still have a choice. Don't follow in my footsteps and become a demon."

Venerable Bisu became furious and scolded: "What a devil!"

"Whatever you are, you are worthy of being compared with us."

"Since you are not going to give up, then give up your life!"

Tu Shanjun didn't know why Venerable Bisu, who had been as calm as a cloud just now, was so angry. According to the situation, he probably wouldn't say anything more.

It's just that I don't know how to speak, otherwise I should be able to delay it for a while through conversation.

Now we can only take action.

"bring it on."

"It just so happened that I also got to see the strength of Elder Pei of the Great Weapon Sect."

Tu Shanjun forms a seal with his hands.

Since he doesn't have enough magic power, he can only use that kind of magic to improve his own strength. Now, relying on the incomplete Taoist body, it should be enough to hold down Lord Bisu.

"The spirit demon endures death."

"Juzhuan!"

Buzz.

The sky and the earth were stagnant, and the black-red mist was like a brilliant ocean tide.

The terrifying spiritual aura suddenly turned into a giant hand covering the sky, tightly grasping the whole world.

Even Venerable Bisu was surprised by such brazenness.

He had long been amazed at Tu Shanjun's cultivation and youth.

And before he came here, he had no idea about Tushanjun's existence. He just thought he was the one he met by chance.

Now it seems that wherever there is any chance, it is all personal calculations. Pei's family has Pei's plans, and this person also has this person's plans. I am afraid that even Sanniang has her own plans in mind.

Because of this, Sanniang cannot be allowed to leave.

This time, dragons swim in the sea and tigers roam deep in the mountains.

No matter how powerful they were, they still couldn't find a single monk in the Eastern Wilderness.

If Sanniang expands this secret herself, it will cause even more uproar.

Therefore, even if someone blocks her, he must bring Sanniang back.

The worst case scenario is to return to the original appearance. Anyway, as long as Sanniang marries the Pei family, the bloodline that gives birth to a Taoist body can be opened by holding the ancient sword. What they were originally worried about was that the Diemeng Taoist body had not been opened.

But because of a coincidence, Sanniang took the initiative to break through and enter the realm of foundation building.

Venerable Bisu opened his mouth and spit out a three-legged weapon.

The small rotating device suddenly turned into a huge bronze jar.

The bronze pot with thousands of rivers and mountains engraved on it showed a powerful aura when it appeared.

Like an unshakable mountain, more like an unfathomable sea.

After a while, he poured out the strange bronze jar.

A mysterious water beast came eagerly and surrounded the Lord Bisu.

The green water beast raised its head and exhaled a golden breath, and the golden rain in the sky evaporated into clouds and mist, sweeping away the original darkness and liberating this world from the original terror.

"Fire and gold rain from heaven."

The Bisuihu Ni is like a divine beast that controls water and fire. Under its claws, the flames turn into flowing golden rain, and turn into lava that ends the world, completely blocking and freezing the tall figure in the distance.

It was like the dried magma turned into solid earth, without any movement.

In the distance, the heaven and earth are melted into beautiful crystal caves.

And in the very center, a tiny figure looks like a miraculous sculpture of nature.

Lord Bisu held the rotating and shrinking bronze jar in his hand and looked at the beautiful scenery of the cave where the sky and the earth intertwined. A little doubt flashed in his eyes: "Is that it?"

"Could it be that like the figure we just met, this was shaped by magical powers, not his true self?"

He suppressed the thought as soon as it appeared. With that spiritual aura, how could it not be a real person?

In other words, the opponent may really die under his great technique.

This is also very common.

He is a later sage.

He was once a genius well-known in the sect.

Although he cannot yet be rated as a Taoist, he was once not far from that position.

It is enough to illustrate the personal talents of Venerable Bisu.

It makes sense to kill a mid-term venerable who is not very coercive with his late-stage strength.

It was only because the monk in black and red robe was too weak.

He couldn't survive even one blow and died.

Just when Venerable Bisu was about to gather his Void Heaven and Earth and tear open the barrier space, his steps paused slightly and his figure stagnated.

A slight crack appears in the crystal sculpture.

Accompanied by a clicking sound.

Cracks fill the entire sculpture.

The lava fell off, and a blue-white ghost hand with strange lines completely swept away the dust on his body.

silence.

silent.

Venerable Bisu said in surprise: "How is that possible?!"

He didn't even feel the slightest bit of life from that figure.

It was as if the person who appeared in front of him was a dead person. Since he was a dead person, how could he continue to fight? And the breath continues to rise.

"Is it some kind of secret skill?"

Lord Bisu understood and turned to look at the tall figure in the distance.

The figure opened its bloody mouth and had a set of fangs.

The body has long lost its original human appearance, and instead looks more like an alienated monster.

But his eyes were not filled with confusion and emotion, but instead were clear and cold.

That is a sign of complete sanity.

"It's just starting now."

The hoarseness was like the friction and collision of two iron tools, coming from the tall demonic figure, who had disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

When he was captured by Bi Su again, he had already appeared not far away.

Venerable Bisu was not afraid at all, but laughed and said: "Okay, I will give you a ride myself!"

"The melting of the ancients kills the dead, and the god of fire destroys the living."

"disease!"

The majestic inspiration is like two small worlds colliding.

The huge green water scorpion swallowed the demonic figure into its belly in one gulp, and struggled from time to time until it could no longer bear it and opened its mouth. Tushanjun, who had used the death-endurance technique, jumped out of the miraculous mouth and confronted the miraculous creature.

"Roar!"

The horned demon looked up to the sky and roared.

The mysterious beast pressed the golden rain and roared angrily at the demon.

On one side is a terrifying big demon that endures death and is reborn, with red hair and horns, feathered and armored. On the other side is the miraculous display of the later sages. It is as big as a mountain and its mouth is like a lake.

It's really like an iron brush versus a copper pot.

Everyone is pretty hard!

No one would give in.

As a result, a bloody fight came.

boom.

‘…’

Boom boom boom!

‘…’

The Venerable's battle has already razed a thousand miles to the ground, and even huge mana fluctuations are still spreading.

This vision lasted for a long time.

Maybe a few days.

It’s like the past half month again.

Suddenly one day, disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly embarrassed figure climbed onto the clouds and shot towards the distant sky.

The person who climbed onto the cloud head was naturally Venerable Bisu of the Pei family.

He was unable to continue the pursuit.

This unauthorized action without informing the Presbyterian Council could have easily caused misunderstandings, not to mention that Sanniang was not brought back, but was stopped by others, causing serious injuries and being unable to speak to others.

Just returned to the family.

Venerable Bisu rushed to his ancestor's retreat before he had time to heal his injuries.

The moment he saw the ancestor, before he could speak, the ancestor raised his hand to stop him and said, "I'm fully aware of this matter."

"Since Sanniang wants to leave, let her go. She will come back sooner or later."

"Sooner or later she will understand."

"Don't make things difficult for others."

"Go ahead."

Venerable Bisu bowed his head and said: "I will obey the order of my ancestor."

Time flies.

The sun and moon rotate.

A monk wearing a hat and robes was ascending a long staircase.

This staircase seemed to have no end in sight. The breeze blew, revealing a face, looking resolutely upward until it stopped outside the gate of a cloud dojo.

The monk handed over his hand.

He said loudly: "After the old friend."

"Please see the Tianyang Divine Sect, Venerable Yuyan!"