Chapter 802 Farewell

Chapter 802 Farewell

"Roar!"

The old ape in cassock rushed to the stone tablet.

Punch out!

Immediately bursts of golden light appeared on the stone tablet, turning into twinkling inscriptions and scattered fairy catkins.

Surrounding the old ape.

Immediately afterwards, countless immortal sutra patterns were carved onto the old ape's cassock, making the originally golden hair look like gold.

Without the Immortal Sutra, the stone tablet seems to have become a white tablet without words, standing motionless.

"this……?"

Tu Shanjun stared at the stone tablet falling into the sea of ​​consciousness in surprise.

He originally wanted to use his visualization method to take out the ancient scroll of the Immortal Sutra, but he didn't expect that when he punched it, the ancient scroll of the Immortal Sutra was shaken. Instead, the scriptures written on it fell off and covered his visualization method.

The cassock of the fundamental Dharmakaya is now filled with large chapters of the Immortal Sutra.

After there was no other change, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with these rare treasures, and why all of them were drilled into the Knowledge Sea.

Whether it is the blood gourd of Yuan Shengming Demon or the immortal scripture left by this ancient immortal, it seems that only this place is the most suitable for them.

Tushanjun didn't have much fear.

Even if this ancient immortal scripture is a big pit, he will definitely jump out of it.

He couldn't let go of any chance to become an immortal.

Even if you die miserably, you will have to die on the path to immortality.

As a dead man, he has no way to survive, so he has to fight for every opportunity to become an immortal that comes along.

Even if it offends a lot of people and dies for it, I won't hesitate. This has nothing to do with anything else, he just wants to become an immortal.

If you don't become an immortal, you will eventually die.

Life and death are in front of you.

I believe most people will choose to survive.

Tu Shanjun withdrew his thoughts and made him sit cross-legged again, meditating in meditation.

"How's Slim Monkey doing?"

"Same as before." Sanniang replied.

After all, the Pei family is a large clan and will not embarrass them.

After settling down ten years ago, Sanniang left for Tianji City. Although they were not touched, they were all living under Pei's surveillance, so it was a very easy move and saved Sanniang the trouble.

Each has his own destination.

Those who are talented are sent to the sect, and those who are not talented are sent to the mortal realm to become rich men.

The thin monkey is also promising.

Able to take care of younger brothers and sisters.

With the current level of cultivation, arranging a few mortals is no longer a matter of conversation. Things like the Pulse Opening Pill are also a piece of cake for Slender Monkey.

He could have planned to make a prince king, but Shouhou did not insist on his idea.

Sometimes a rich man under the protection of a monk is enough. The princes and kings are indeed very wealthy and have a lot of intrigues, so it is better not to cause them any trouble.

After so many years, including the more than ten years of fleeing and more than thirty years of retreat, the children back then are now very old.

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

In fact, sometimes, it’s better not to have anything to do with Overhaul.

The great monks have many powerful enemies, but the legacy rarely benefits the mortal Qi Refiners.

Not as good as Slender Monkey.

A large number of disciples are talented, young and promising. They can arrange everything clearly in just one sentence, and they are not as high as the clouds.

It’s easier for people to take advantage of others.

Even if there is any conflict, if you offend any princes, ministers or dignitaries, if you give me the name of Slender Monkey, others will recognize and fear you.

The true king opens his mouth and the venerable one keeps his mouth shut. How can ordinary mortals understand these things?

There will be more jokes.

The great ancestor of Jindan and the venerable little monk.

"Skinny Monkey misses you all the time. He has thrown aside my older sister."

"When are you going to see him?"

Tu Shanjun thought about it, then slowly shook his head and said, "It's better not to see him."

His current status could easily bring disaster to those around him.

Once the secret of the weapon spirit is exposed, it will instantly become a whirlpool of contention between good and evil.

And he must have such worries and conjectures, because Lord Chuiyun of Xingluo Sea will not give up.

Last time Jinghong talked about the crisis of Kunpeng Sect.

He felt that the senior brother who came from Shangzong would definitely deal with the Kunpeng Sect in order to unify Xingluo. No matter whether Chuiyun dies or not, his secret will not be kept.

We can only hope that Taihua does have some friendship and delay as much as possible.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but think: 'Taiyi Shengxian Sect, what happened? ’

If I didn’t go to Middle-earth to see the great style, I wouldn’t know what happened.

Senior Brother Taiyi is also very taboo about what happened back then and rarely talks about it. There must be some circumstances that he doesn't know about. Not that he should worry.

At least the reputation of Taiyi Shengxian Sect is still there.

This shows that the foundation of Taiyi Shengxian Sect is stable.

"That's fine too."

Sanniang's voice interrupted his thoughts.

There is nothing you can do about these things.

We can only use soldiers to cover up the water and earth.

However, now that he is hiding in the Pei family's ancestral land, he doesn't have to deal with many.

Even if the ups and downs that have really happened outside have nothing to do with him. And he didn't believe it could spread like this. It is not easy to spread news, and spreading rumors is also a skill.

Rumors are not believable, and truth may not be believable either.

Now there is only one word.

"wait."

What are you waiting for?

Wait for Sanniang to improve her cultivation and understand the road ahead.

As for the 'great terror' that Xu Xuan mentioned, Tu Shanjun was indeed worried but not that worried.

In fact, he and Pei Luotian are very similar. It is better to say that monks with a firm heart have similar qualities, that is, they will never give up opportunities.

Since there is such a person, there must be a reason why he can't take action if he doesn't take action.

Both of them made a tacit agreement not to mention this heavy matter.

The days that followed were quite simple.

Xu Hongshang still didn't feel bored and took care of the flowers and plants. She even gave each one a name. She took good care of them. Whether it was casting spells or ripening, she was the best in every skill.

Tu Shanjun was happy and free.

I just told her not to develop feelings because it would be difficult to use them to make elixirs and medicine.

Sanniang really hesitated.

At this time, Tushanjun would smile and say, "If you don't want to be the bad guy, I'll do it."

"Brother Tushan."

"Um?"

"Are their only destinations to be refined into elixirs?"

"if not."

"Do we expect them to become spirits and then become immortals and ancestors to support us?"

Tu Shanjun said jokingly.

Seemingly finally finding Sanniang's innocent side, she continued: "After all, people need to eat, drink, and defecate. This is a natural law, just like a monk needs the spiritual things of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation."

"Tao is nature and heaven."

"There will be no good results if you go against the will of heaven."

"Just like ordinary people need to eat to live, if you don't eat, you are going against nature and you will naturally die."

Seeing Sanniang's sentimentality, Tu Shanjun continued: "If there is a spiritual grass in this that gives birth to spiritual wisdom and possesses sanity, of course we can give it a chance."

"It's not easy to create such a strange thing."

Tu Shanjun actually rarely thinks about such issues. He doesn't have such thoughts or complicated thoughts.

He said very little.

If it weren't for Sanniang's question, he might not have said anything. After all, everyone's choice is different. Some people will do this and some won't.

What others do has nothing to do with him.

The spiritual path takes up too much.

As a result, Tushanjun spent a lot of time preparing for the spiritual path.

Of course, sometimes I do whatever I want.

As for whether he punishes evil and promotes good, it is not something he can say clearly, and he needs other people's comments.

Ten years passed by.

Tushanjun seems to have really turned himself into an ordinary mortal again.

Eat three meals a day and sleep peacefully in your dreams.

Wake up, study, forge iron, plow the land and farm.

The sharp edge on his body gradually turned into dust of starlight, just like the blade of a sword returning to its sheath. There was no longer the feeling of seeing a heavenly sword flashing out of the abyss when looking directly at it.

Sanniang is still the same.

Take care of flowers and plants.

Practice in seclusion.

And step into the ‘Tower of Babel’.

Different from the hidden edge of the past, the current Sanniang is like the original Tushanjun, with a sharp sword that seems to cut through the space around her, and her eyes are burning like pillars of divine light.

Once the Nascent Soul enters the customs and exits the customs again, it will probably be gone for several years.

Sanniang counted her retreats.

After thirty years, there was no more retreat.

Her cultivation has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, but there is no sign of her becoming a god.

This made Tushanjun confused.

It stands to reason that with Sanniang's talent and Dao body, after more than thirty years of accumulation, she should have the opportunity to attack the God Transformation. Even if she fails this time, she can attack the second time a hundred years later.

Now that the clan's affairs have been completely settled, there should be no other catastrophes except the lightning catastrophe of transforming gods.

As for the theory of great terror, if something like the other party were to become a god, there would have been problems with the order of the world long ago. How could it be such a prosperous situation now?

"Is it because the Dao body is used too much?"

"Brother Tushan, don't worry about this. It's good to live a peaceful life."

Xu Sanniang turned to comfort Tu Shanjun.

For monks with long lifespans, decades are nothing at all.

Even the opportunity to become a god has to wait. Just like Tu Shanjun back then, he had already launched the path to becoming a god, and was just waiting for his evil spirit to be sufficient.

Earlier, Zunhun Banner was promoted to a Taoist soldier and survived the human tribulation, so later Tu Shanjun could easily initiate the divine thunder tribulation in Huafang.

"As long as you don't get bored."

Tu Shanjun was not worried at all. He would not be stuck in the age of the monks like Da Zong.

When he was in Xingluo Sea, he could stay safely for two hundred years. If he hadn't been preparing to be promoted to Taoist soldiers, he should have been able to stay for a while longer.

…

I don’t know the rotation of the sun and the moon.

Suddenly one day.

Sanniang went to Tushanjun and said, "Brother Tushan, it's time for me to go."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly: "We really should go."

"Maybe there will be new opportunities if you go out for a walk."

"Now that the human catastrophe is over, only the thunder catastrophe of transforming into gods is left. The inspiration from heaven and earth should be coming soon."

Xu Hongshang smiled brightly.

He shook his head and said, "I'm not saying we should leave."

"It's time for me to go!"

"where to?"

"Of course, come from where you are and go where you are going."

"That's right. I've been away from Tianji City for so long, so it's good to go back and have a look."

Looking at Sanniang, she was still smiling.

His eyes rippled and fluctuated.

Tu Shanjun asked curiously: "Isn't it Tianji City?"