Chapter 841 Zhiban

Chapter 841 Zhiban

The soul of the Tiger Demon Saint is in the center of the Holy Lake in the Palm of the Tiger Tomb.

It is supported by a huge lotus platform.

at this time.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the lotus platform is a young monk with a thin figure.

Her face was originally very delicate, but now it was just pale.

Eyes closed.

Chapped lips.

The moisture on the body evaporates quickly.

There was fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but the sweat turned into water vapor and dissipated around him after it surfaced.

Not only did the water vapor not feed back to the body, it also blended with the surrounding mist. The originally clear holy land suddenly turned into a huge hot spring, but Mengzhi could not feel the warmth.

Cold to the bone, hot to the heart.

The gentle wind cuts through flesh and blood like a knife.

Nothing is right anywhere, there is no sign of fusion and refining.

After touching the soul of the Tiger Demon Saint, even if Meng Zhi no longer has in-depth knowledge, he still knows that what he is facing now is the conflict of the five elements. If he is not careful, it will not be as simple as death, but his soul will be scattered, and even his true spirit will be destroyed. Unable to save.

"What's the benefit of Mr. Fox lying to me?!" Meng Zhi gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

As he finished speaking, he opened his eyes suddenly. His red eyes were filled with blood, and there were even black lines extending from the depths, tearing at his pupils like a wild beast.

"Roar!"

A huge tiger shadow emerged above the lotus platform.

Extremely vicious.

While roaring, he breathed out endless Gengjin Qi, which condensed into a storm.

The outside world cannot interfere, and the war within the sea of ​​consciousness is also endless.

He didn't know how he should tame the tiger demon, and he didn't know why his powerful spiritual consciousness was completely unable to play its due role at this moment. At this moment, Mengzhi was like a weak mortal facing a ferocious tiger, destined to... It was torn into pieces by tigers and devoured.

"Yin-Yang concept!"

"Tai Chi creates good fortune."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Meng Zhi sat cross-legged on a yin-yang fish path, guarding his consciousness, completely giving up offense and turning to defense.

Immediately afterwards, the whale swallowing method was performed.

Since the tiger demon wants to eat him, he must completely absorb the holy soul before being swallowed. At that time, the tiger demon, who is a rootless duckweed, will be like a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

The idea was good, but once it was realized, Meng Zhi felt as if he was swallowing a knife and spitting out fire. The evil energy he swallowed seemed to open his lungs, and his internal organs were stirred and could not rest at peace.

Mengzhi tried his best to straighten his body, but he also knew that he was powerless.

He couldn't help but laugh miserably, with black evil energy floating in the corners of his eyes, and raised his head to stare at the huge tiger shadow above.

"A narrow escape from death."

"What a narrow escape from death."

Mengzhi felt that his body was getting colder, and it might not take long before he would be completely cold.

In fact, he himself knew that fate would probably not favor him, even if he tried hard and defeated all the monks. After all, to get here, he has occupied too many favorable opportunities, places and people.

Even if you die here, you can't blame anyone.

"What a pity... I have just found the way forward to inherit and find the master."

Meng Zhi slowly lowered his head.

"Since you feel sorry, don't give up."

An ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice sounded in front of him.

The sound made Meng Zhi look up.

Mengzhi thought he was hallucinating.

Otherwise, why did he clearly hear the voice of Mr. Hu, but see a strange monk appear in front of him.

The man was tall, wearing a black robe with red stripes and edged with gold thread. He looked mysterious and luxurious.

The tall and straight body is like a perfect creature cast by nature.

The scarlet hair like a waterfall is spread wantonly around the shoulders, setting off the handsome face carved from white jade. Unfortunately, the face is white with green, and there are two protruding and sharp small chiseled fangs at the corners of the mouth. .

The long horns of swords and halberds point obliquely at the sky.

Under it, a pair of black and red eyes were like deep stars.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Tushanjun."

The red-haired monk spoke.

"Master Fox?" Meng Zhi said with difficulty.

The gray-haired old man in his impression gradually merged with the tall young man in front of him.

The same tallness, the same gaze, and the same indifferent expression, as if nothing could move Master Fox.

Even if it is his own death.

Mengzhi laughed.

That's right, Da Xiu doesn't care about the life or death of the poor chess piece.

"You have no chance of succeeding in refining the soul of the Tiger Demon Saint, but I have a method that can help you successfully obtain the Tao body." Tu Shanjun said.

While speaking, he opened his palms, and a small blue-black flag rotated in his palm, turning into a length of about ten feet under the urging of his magic power.

The black gold main pole has scarlet veins running through it.

Expanding and contracting, shining with light.

It's like having life.

The green-black banner hangs down like an iron scroll, and the banner is painted with thousands of evil ghosts walking on the clouds. It seems that it was painted on it, but at a glance, you can feel that the evil ghosts are about to jump out of it, as if it is not a blue banner. Rather, it is a 'door' that can open the hell and be filled with thousands of ghosts and monsters.

"This thing is called the Honored Soul Flag."

Mengzhi didn't know what Mr. Hu meant. He just wanted to get the secret skill quickly.

"You are the spirit root of wood, and the Taoist body of the tiger soul is gold. Using wood to control gold is seeking death with no possibility of survival. At least you can't realize the two opposites now, and even I can't do the two opposites."

Tu Shanjun continued: "However, there is always a glimmer of hope in the fifty-fifty road."

"This treasure is water. As long as you can master it, you can block water between wood and metal."

“When water falls, everything comes into being.”

"Wood and metal are divided, and you will thrive because of the water attribute. From now on, not only will your destiny be changed, your luck will increase, and with the Tao body and treasures to protect you, your path will also be smooth."

Meng Zhi's eyes widened, full of desire.

He wanted so much to change his fate against the odds.

Moreover, he wanted to change the situation at this time.

"but……"

Having said this, Tushanjun paused.

He originally planned to deceive the opponent into taking charge, so as to refine the tiger soul Taoist body and advance the Taoist soldiers.

However, when the words came to his lips, Tushanjun was unable to say them.

He didn't want to do that.

What begins with deception will be filled with lies.

So he said it frankly.

"When you take charge of the Soul Banner, you are doomed to have a difficult life, and you are likely to die unexpectedly."

"I can tell you that from ancient times to the present, all the monks who hold the Soul Banner have not died well. Even after death, they cannot be reincarnated. The Yin God will fall into the Soul Banner and become a slave soul."

Seeing Meng Zhi endure the pain, Tu Shanjun raised his palm.

The gathering of yin and thunder is like the coming of the power of heaven.

A palm fell.

Meng Zhi felt as if a bucket of sweet spring water had been showered on him during the dog days of summer.

The originally powerful tiger demon seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Meng Zhi was greatly puzzled and said in shock: "This..."

"Originally it was connected to the Tiger Tomb, and the power it could use was extremely powerful. Now it has become a duckweed when it burrows into your sea of ​​consciousness, but I can't restrict it for too long."

Mengzhi suddenly realized.

Tu Shanjun said: "Without the suppression of the tiger demon, the evil spirit of the tiger tomb is about to explode."

"You don't have much time to think about it."

"If you have any concerns, I will remove the Holy Tiger Demon's soul from your body. There will be no other problems except for some damage to your vitality, which will take about ten years to recover."

No matter what, Tushanjun wanted to be more magnanimous.

He disdains lying.

I don’t even want to force Meng Zhi to agree in a desperate situation.

…

Once again, a choice lies ahead.

Meng Zhi still remembered when he faced a choice, it was three hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones and an opportunity.

He decisively chose the opportunity. That's why I got this trial. Not only did it allow him to advance from the early stage of Jindan to the later stage, but he also had a profound foundation comparable to that of a large number of disciples.

Even if he didn't obtain the Dao Body, he had benefited a lot from his growth in the past few years.

Now, he has to choose again.

Either leave, or pick up the treasure that is worthless.

Meng Zhi's face was uncertain.

His current foundation is countless times stronger than that of ordinary casual cultivators. However, he also has to face the problem of how to move from the first step to the second step, that is, how to become the True Monarch of Nascent Soul.

If he only relied on himself, he would not have much confidence in attacking the Nascent Soul.

If Mr. Hu is willing to support him, then Meng Zhi will be a hundred times more confident in attacking the Nascent Soul Realm.

If you want to be promoted, just relying on the title of master and apprentice is definitely not enough.

What's more, this master-disciple still has no title, it's just a tacit understanding.

Meng Zhi looked at Tu Shanjun and said with a smile: "As long as I pick up this soul flag, you will always help me?"

Tu Shanjun nodded and said, "Not bad."

"As long as you hold the Sovereign Soul Banner, I will do my best to help you achieve enlightenment!"

Meng Zhi looked at the Zunhun banner, which was about 10 feet long, and murmured: "A narrow escape from death?"

"Ten deaths and no life?"

“I’ve always only done things that I was sure of.”

"As long as I can take the second step, even if I am never reincarnated, I am willing to do so! And, who says I can't be that exception? I choose to take charge of the treasure!"

Meng Zhi raised his hand, took the Zunhun Banner, held it firmly in his hand, looked at Tu Shanjun and said: "Old Fox, how should I refine the treasure?"

‘Whether to bind the new banner master. ’

"yes!"

Mana surges.

A graceful and tall female figure appeared behind Tushanjun.

"You've got it."

…

Inside Mirror Lake.

The water was up to his chest.

Lord Chuiyun stared at the fishing rod, quietly waiting for the water level to rise.

However, it could be seen from the twitching corners of his mouth that his mood was not as calm as he appeared.

The weapon spirit treasure, which can still swallow the evil spirit and improve the level, is finally in his hands under his witness. The person in charge was actually just a boy in the late stage of Jin Dan.

This is not surprising at all.

The realm of cultivation is not that important in the eyes of a Ya Sheng Venerable.

With Tushanjun's methods, he can even shape Da Zhenren in batches.

Only now did Chuiyun understand why Tushanjun would rather go back than fall into his hands.

His cultivation level was much higher at that time.

Chuiyun sighed softly: "I can't succeed."

It was because he miscalculated the cultivation level of the Taoist main soul.

But that was the best he could do.

Seeing the water level rising, Chuiyun said in a serious voice, "Tushanjun, no matter how well you hide, one day you will fall into the hands of a powerful monk."

"This is something that can't be avoided."

"You must be calm enough and patient enough."

"Don't die easily!"

On Mirror Lake.

A bloody figure emerged.

Tu Shanjun looked at Chuiyun and said, "Fellow Taoist, please enter the flags!"