Chapter 843 Plan
Boom.
The void shook.
The crystal above the valley formation quickly lit up.
The two worlds are like the sun and the moon intersecting at this moment.
Illusion and reality merge.
Immediately afterwards, a red-haired monk slowly appeared on the throne in the center of the hall.
Tushanjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at this very familiar place.
Isn't it the valley that was opened three years ago to wait for the Tiger Tomb?
In this valley, he set up an outer formation that was enough to affect the inner formation.
The internal and external formations are integrated.
Completely pull the Tiger Tomb out of the barrier space and fix it.
The evil energy absorbed by the characteristics between the main soul and the soul flag is used to grow the soul flag.
Not only can it be promoted very covertly, but it can also prevent Meng Zhi, who has just entered the Nascent Soul Realm, from being damaged in the catastrophe of the Soul Banner being promoted to a holy weapon.
This was a plan that Tu Shanjun had prepared long ago.
Otherwise, he would not have come here three years in advance to set up the formation, let alone take the risk of being exposed to improve his own cultivation.
Only when his cultivation improves can he invite Chuiyun into the banner. Otherwise, when he uses his main soul to sit in the tiger tomb to absorb the evil spirit and Chuiyun does something else, he will not be able to take care of both ends.
This is why Chuiyun was so upset after learning about Tushanjun's plan.
If he stayed on his own and didn't think about making a breakthrough from Meng Zhi, then he would be able to plan to leave the realm of Guixu when the soul of Tushan Lord suppressed Huzhong.
It's a pity that Chuiyun didn't think of it.
In fact, it cannot be said that Chuiyun did not expect it, but that he could not wait calmly for the next opportunity.
Good opportunities are fleeting, and if you don’t seize them this time, there won’t be another one.
Besides, who knows whether Tushanjun will invite him to join the banner in advance in order to eliminate hidden dangers.
Now it seems that Tushanjun is going to do this.
Tu Shanjun, who was sitting in the main hall, murmured: "With the supreme Taoist Soul Banner and the Tiger Soul Sacred Heart Taoist body, his growth rate is faster than Sanniang."
"Hopefully it will be implemented as planned."
In Tu Shanjun's plan, Meng Zhi must at least be in the late stage of divine transformation, so that after the Soul Banner is refined into a holy weapon, he will have the strength to deal with disasters, otherwise he will only become a victim of the Soul Banner's advancement.
Transforming God and Nascent Soul both belong to the second step. As long as there is no big mistake, it is a certainty that Meng Zhi will become a monk.
The only thing to do is to use the Yinhun Pill to greatly compress the process of accumulating mana.
Secondly, we have to look at what kind of person Meng Zhi wants to be.
Tu Shanjun did not want his apprentice to fulfill his wish by force.
…
"I?"
Mengzhi was stunned for a moment.
He himself couldn't tell exactly what kind of person he wanted to be.
I just remember that in a blink of an eye, I picked up a golden elixir for myself. Later, I gradually realized that my talent was good, but I couldn't bear to give up the cultivation.
So I can only continue to mess around like this.
I hope I can figure out the way forward on my own.
He also understood that he couldn't do it alone, so he simply started the Guxian Tower case.
Speaking of which, he is not very old.
If you lose this Wild Fox Zen, you can still enter a good sect.
However, everyone has their own ambitions and cannot be forced to do so.
Suddenly he said in surprise: "Mr. Hu, have you walked out of the Tiger Tomb too?"
Only then did Meng Zhi react.
Obviously Mr. Hu didn't leave with him, so why is Mr. Hu's message still ringing in his ears now.
He didn't think he was hallucinating.
With his current level of cultivation as the Nascent Soul Lord, there is no way he could have auditory hallucinations.
The joy on Meng Zhi's face cannot be faked.
He was already depressed about Mr. Hu's departure. He just felt that his luck was not good. He had just found a supporter and now he was alone again. He did not expect to hear the news about Mr. Hu now.
Of course, besides the surprise, there is also a little sigh.
In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a backer. This is how he got there earlier.
Now he has obtained treasures, a Taoist body, and a Taoist body inheritance. Although the inheritance seems incomplete, it is enough for him to use.
The appearance of Tushanjun put pressure on Mengzhi.
In Mengzhi's view, Tushanjun is too enigmatic.
Tushanjun is powerful.
The city is deep.
No matter what kind of thing he faces, he is very calm, as if he has everything under control.
And the plans he made were even more fantastical in his opinion, but they succeeded.
We must continue to succeed.
He felt powerless in front of such a monk.
It's like I can only accept everything calmly.
The complex feelings in my heart cannot be expressed in one word.
"I did not leave with it, as you can see."
The ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice continued to ring in Meng Zhi's ears.
Feel the vibration in the sleeve robe.
Meng Zhi looked over with surprise and saw the three-foot soul flag. The Zunhun Banner did not solve his doubts, but only made them worse.
He seemed to understand a little bit. The voice he heard from Old Fox was not from outside, but from the treasure in front of him. However, how could the treasure speak like a human?
"Is it true that treasure can't talk?"
Meng Zhi was surprised. He thought he had accidentally said what he was thinking.
However, following these words, he thought of a possibility.
"The treasure...can speak."
"Many treasures from heaven and earth can say it."
"It's just that the magic weapon cannot speak. The only magic weapon that can speak is the legendary 'weapon spirit treasure'." Meng Zhi stumbled and told what he knew.
As if he had thought of something, he stared at the Soul Reverend Flag in front of him and said in a voiceless voice: "Item Spirit Treasure!"
He remembered something that those gang of friends had chatted about back then.
"A spiritual treasure once appeared in the City of All Things."
"You who are in the ancient city should have heard of that incident." Tushanjun's voice continued.
Meng Zhi only felt that his breathing was getting heavier, his chest was heaving violently, his dark golden eyes were full of shock, his face was even more sluggish, and he said softly: "I have indeed heard that this news has spread. It’s very wide, I don’t know which genius leaked it.”
"It is said that the weapon spirit has the strength to surpass the genius."
"After defeating everyone, walk away."
The words came out slowly.
Meng Zhi's eyes gradually widened.
He had seen Tu Shanjun take action.
It only took one blow to make the genius of the ancient holy land, Gao Xiu, admit his own gap.
Does such strength count as overwhelming the genius?
"Could it be...?"
"You guessed it right."
"The Zunhun Banner is a spiritual treasure."
"And I, Lord Tushan, am the main soul of this soul flag."
Tushanjun calmly told his origins.
He always has something to say.
Only then did Meng Zhi finally understand why Mr. Hu insisted on letting him take charge of the Zunhun Banner and promised to fully help.
If you want a weapon spirit to assist you wholeheartedly, then the best way is of course to become the owner of the weapon, and he unintentionally became the owner of a top-quality Taoist weapon.
"Ah."
"Hahaha!"
Mengzhi laughed loudly.
Laughing wildly.
He despised everyone's fantasies that day, but he didn't expect that he would become the lucky one by accident.
I don’t know whether to say that fate plays tricks on people, or because he is confident and bold enough. He decided that Tu Shanjun was a master just because of the things in the shop, and gave up 300,000 spiritual stones to learn about the body. Wu Sheng's belief chose the soul-honoring flag handed over by Mr. Fox.
All of this is the result of his bold, careful and extremely confident gambling.
He deserves it.
He was very grateful to the confident self he had at that time.
At this point, all the mysteries are completely solved.
The stone in Meng Zhi's heart fell to the ground.
He had indeed thought about whether Mr. Hu was the kind of demon who trained his juniors to take their bodies and change their bodies. He also had his own life and was worried about his future.
In fact, the mysterious man in the Tower of Babel still made him believe it. However, as Mr. Hu's identity was revealed, what he had in mind came to light.
Meng Zhi, relieved, cupped his hands and said, "This disciple will never let down the trust of the master."
Tushanjun smiled.
Laughed as well.
"Disciple has one more question."
"Say it."
"Your old weapon spirit body is sitting in the Tiger Tomb. Doesn't this separate the treasure from you?"
Meng Zhi asked doubtfully.
In his opinion, the evil spirit of Tiger Tomb is indeed overwhelming, but it is not enough to stop Mr. Fox.
Tu Shanjun said: "The evil spirit of the Tiger Tomb is of great use to me. I have led the formation inside and outside the Tiger Tomb to the valley. It is where you and I are waiting."
"If there is a big disaster, you can go here and ask for my spiritual body. As the person in charge of the Soul Banner, you should already understand the magical power of the Soul Banner."
Meng Zhi said with a simple smile: "There are really too many big things, and there is no time to sort them out."
His past three years have been more thrilling than half of his life. Three more years of climbing the tower to become a god, another three years of competing with geniuses from all over the world, and then a near-death experience of refining the Taoist holy object.
After finally cultivating the Taoist body, he was faced with the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation in a blink of an eye. He survived the thunder tribulation without any danger, and found that the master he had just worshiped only gave him the treasure, but he did not leave the Tiger Tomb.
A series of things happened before he could come back to his senses to check the treasure.
Now the true identity of the treasure is known.
Don't even dare to use it rashly.
It is true that the Zunhun Banner is a top-quality Taoist weapon or a spiritual treasure.
It should be noted that the common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade.
There are many monks who want to find this treasure. Without the protection of Mr. Hu, Nascent Soul Lord Nascent Soul alone is no match for those monks.
However, he will not hand over the soul flag. This is the greatest opportunity he has ever encountered in his life.
Thinking of this, Meng Zhi concentrated on injecting magic power.
The magical powers of the Zunhun Banner emerged one by one in the consciousness.
"Seance?"
"Inspiring the Yin God.:"
"..."
"The top killing array?!"
"..."
"What kind of incredible magical power is this?"
Mengzhi's eyes widened.
When he saw the Yinhun Pill, he knew that he really had an opportunity that could change his destiny.
Based on this alone, no matter what force gets the Soul Reverend Banner, it can prosper.
The Yinhun Pill is simply the magical power that all big forces dream of.
The more I watched, the more frightened I became.
Meng Zhi couldn't help but feel solemn in his heart. If the Soul Reverend Banner is so powerful, he may not be able to save it with his strength: "Old Fox, I feel that with my current strength, I can't save the Soul Reverend Banner without your help."
Without Tu Shanjun, a weapon spirit who could defeat Tianjiao, he was really panicking.
"Just wait and see."
Mengzhi probed into his spiritual consciousness.
Shocked: "That's..."
"A city?!"