Chapter 908 Blessing

Chapter 908 Blessing

Tushanjun frowned.

"Where have I been?"

Of course he knew that there were creatures in the fortress, but this was the first time he encountered one who could speak human language, and the unpronounceable place names, saint names and racial names also made Tushan Jun react for a while.

He understood what the alien Nascent Soul was talking about about the uncle and the viscount.

It seems that the realm of cultivation has been divided into noble titles by them.

But it doesn’t sound right. If you say that you can automatically obtain the title after reaching this level, then who will entrust it?

Will those monks who have not been enfeoffed still be able to have their own fiefs like the foreign venerable he just attacked?

Tu Shanjun felt that the foreign Yuanying talked too much and affected his judgment.

The foreign Nascent Souls hurriedly kowtowed and sold out all their family's fortunes, fearing that if they spoke a second later, they would make the uncle in front of them unhappy and pull their souls out of their bodies.

"Are there any other races besides the Yasha tribe?"

"have."

"What else, how many?"

"Above us there is the Nether Tribe, and adjacent to us are the Elephant Tribe, the Gray Tooth Tribe, and many, many other races, but I don't know how many more there are."

"Don't know? How do you know there are many other races?"

"I heard there is."

"Which of you knows?"

"Do not know at all?"

Tu Shanjun frowned and said, "It seems that I should come and see for myself."

"Asking for the mercy of the great sage, we really don't know because of our low status. How about the great sage move to the clear spring realm to find the great sage of our clan to clarify our doubts."

The four foreign Nascent Souls kowtowed and hurriedly begged for mercy. They had already said everything they knew. As for other races, they really didn't know.

Moreover, the domain barrier is also dangerous to them, not just to other monks.

Tu Shanjun pondered.

He wanted to ask, but due to his lack of strength, it was better not to provoke the foreign great sage.

In Tu Shanjun's view, the relationship between the creatures in the barrier is probably similar to that between Xiaohuangyu, Xingluo and Donghuang.

They are all separated by deep and vast territorial barriers.

It's just that they can use the domain barriers more easily, unlike the monks in the Eastern Wilderness, who have to open up a safe channel to avoid being affected by the unknown.

"How far is this place from the Eastern Wilderness?"

The alien Nascent Soul only kowtows.

"senior……"

Hearing the timid voice, Tushanjun suddenly looked back.

The woman surnamed Zhang said: "We took the fairy boat and wanted to go to Yuanyang Territory for transit. We have been traveling for ten years. We said we were almost there. However, we encountered changes in the territorial barriers on the way, and the originally safe channel was broken for some reason. Time and space, the giant ship fell down, and we met them soon."

"Is it your fault?"

"no no."

The alien Nascent Soul shook his head like a rattle and said, "We know the changing patterns of the cloudy sky and thought we could get some resources, so we came here under the leadership of the Viscount."

Understood.

After the heaven and earth changed, they took advantage of the situation and robbed it.

Tu Shanjun thought: "Isn't it because I absorbed the evil energy of the Tiger Tomb, causing the stars in the Tiger Tomb to explode, and then affecting their shipping lanes?"

After calculating with his fingers, Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly. The time was not right. He had indeed overestimated the power of the Tiger Tomb. It was impossible for the Tiger Tomb to affect the huge domain.

Even if Tu Shanjun is a saint today, he cannot see through the domain barrier.

In other words, it shouldn't be called a barrier, but rather the underworld.

The underworld, the Yang world.

"ten years."

Count with your fingers.

If the Yuanyang Region can be used as a place of opportunity and transit, it took Venerable Taihua twenty years to cross the Great Realm and come to the Xingluo Sea from the Middle Earth. In ten years, it should be close.

When they arrive at Yuanyang Territory, they can use Yuanyang Territory to travel to other places.

If you simply rely on your cultivation or giant ships to travel, it will take you who knows how many years to go from the east to the west in the Eastern Wasteland. Therefore, all monks will choose to jump on giant ships, or use their own cultivation to tear apart the domain. The base is folded to a certain extent.

What Tushan Jun has to do now is to anchor the position and leave the barrier to return to the world of the world.

Mana is precious and there is not much cost in trial and error.

His eyes passed over the four Nascent Souls of the Yaksha Clan in front of him, waving the long flags in their hands.

Immediately, three Nascent Souls turned into light and penetrated into the flag, and another Nascent Soul appeared in the hands of Tu Shanjun.

The alien Nascent Soul's heavy body turned into smoke and ashes when it was about to fall and hit the ground.

Swallowing souls and refining souls.

What the alien Nascent Soul knew was also clearly known to Tu Shanjun.

As they originally said, they really don't know how many big clans there are, and they have no idea what the state of the underworld is like. The Yasha clan is a small border clan, and their territory is entrusted by the Netherworld clan.

Just listening to the words of the great sage in the clan, it is not easy to leave the underworld and go to the Yang world.

First, the creatures from the underworld have to pay a lot of money to go to the Yang world, and their strength will also decline. Secondly, the Yang world is very repulsive to other living monks, and they will be killed if they go there rashly.

"Santu River, Nether Clan."

Tushanjun's face darkened.

The race that can divide the Great Sage should not be weak in strength, at least it can match the existence of the Donghuang Sect. There must be a Dao Lord in the race.

Thinking of this, Tu Shanjun lamented that he acted too quickly and did not use the soul search technique to look at the memory of the Yasha god first.

At that time, I was a little excited to see the son of my old friend, and I also thought that there were still four-headed yakshas. I didn't expect that they, Nascent Soul yakshas, ​​had seen very few of them in the market.

It's right to think about it. When we were in the Xiaohuang Realm, many Nascent Soul Lords had never seen the market and knew very little about the big realm.

Even if it is a large-scale sub-sect, it is actually similar to enfeoffment. It is equivalent to the sect leader personally being responsible for his own profits and losses. The only advantage is that he is backed by a big tree, famous and powerful.

How terrible it is for a saint to be angry.

The four-headed yaksha instantly turned into ashes.

Xu Chang, who was originally happy in his heart, was like a goose stuck in his neck and did not dare to speak any more.

Zhang Xu, who got up, also swallowed hard.

Only then did she realize that what she was facing was not a senior from the Eastern Wilderness Realm at all. Even though the other person speaks the language of the Eastern Wilderness, he is actually a big demon who does whatever he wants.

that's all.

The three of them were speechless.

Tu Shanjun stood in front of the deck and started calculating with his fingers.

Ouyang Qiuxian, the last person to obtain the Soul Banner, is indeed dead. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Soul Banner to change its owner.

Although Ouyang Qiuxian died, Yang Shen did not enter the soul flag. Tu Shanjun speculated that Ouyang Qiuxian used some means to hide the Yin and Yang Shen.

The Zunhun Banner cannot carry a Yin Shen whose cultivation level exceeds his.

Fortunately, Ouyang Qiuxian used his methods, otherwise the newly forged soul flag would explode again.

When Old Monster Jing forced his way into the Soul Flag, it almost shattered, but it was only through killing the Yin God that it turned into evil energy that it stabilized again.

In other words, if he encounters a Yin God who surpasses his cultivation level, he will either be sealed in Wu'an Guixu, or he will not take it back.

Just like when he encountered something strange in the domain, he and his senior brother Taiyi were separated, and later they welcomed Yin Shen back.

But, no matter what, we still have to get the Yinshen back in the end.

"The Yin God of Ouyang Qiuxian is here..."

Tu Shanjun activated his magic power to sense where the soul was, and shook his head slightly. Perhaps the other party's Taoism was too high, or perhaps he was too far away. He only had one direction in the blur, but he couldn't use the soul flag to activate Dao Lord Yin Shen at all.

Tushanjun was not in a hurry.

This time, he used the characteristics of the Sovereign Soul Banner to fake death and escape, getting rid of Donghuang's sight and improving his own strength at the same time. He did a good job, but it was a pity that he could not see through the arrangement of Lord Jambu.

However, at least it can be regarded as a reminder to Brother Yuyanyan,

"If you don't die today, you will be avenged tomorrow!"

After this battle, his awe for Jambu disappeared.

If it weren't for the fact that he could no longer use the destiny of heaven and earth, Yanfu would not have been able to arrange for the Tao Lord of the true demonic path to take action in such a hasty manner.

Now that Tushanjun has gotten rid of the influence of the conspiracy, it means that even if he is not standing on the same step as Yanfu, he can almost see the other party's back.

Strategy also plays a huge role when there is a huge difference in strength.

When the Tao and the deeds are similar, one has to rely on strength to speak for itself.

The vast underworld, the vast world.

It’s time to show off your skills!

…

The thunder goes out.

The clouds of calamity dispersed.

The black-haired monk who came out of the air was as tall as a pine tree. After stepping into the small ship, he put aside his robes, knelt down and bowed his hands in salute: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life..."

Buzz!

The saint pointed.

Heaven and earth stand still.

Wen Peng was surprised to see the three people huddled in the corner frozen in place. Then he turned his eyes and looked at the tall figure wrapped in karma fire. There was a bit of trembling and disbelief in his voice, and then he suddenly shouted loudly. Said: "Disciple Wen Peng, pay homage to the master!"

After the words fell, he kowtowed and saluted.

Boom.

His forehead landed heavily on the deck.

He has completely confirmed that besides his master, there is no other great monk who would be so kind to him for no reason.

It's the blood of the immortal demon, it's the Dao scriptures, and it's the magic pill. At this moment, it's just like that moment, just like when he met his master.

Karma is on fire.

The figure in the magic flame did not reply for a long time.

a long time.

There was a faint sigh.

"How are you at home?"

When asked, Wen Peng almost burst into tears and quickly replied: "Okay, everything is okay. The Wen family is already a big family. The people live and work in peace and contentment. There are also many seedlings of spiritual practice. Now Xiaolingzhou is also recovering under the governance of the disciples. It also has quite a reputation in Xiaohuang Territory.”

"Both the family and the sect have moved inward..."

"..."

"I have been searching for news about my master for a long time in the Eastern Wasteland, but my cultivation level is low..."

Wen Peng felt inexplicable.

The Eastern Wilderness Territory is really too big. Looking for someone in the vast territory is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if Tu Shanjun had become famous in the Eastern Wasteland, had overcome the calamity and became a saint, and even if there were still talented Taoists fighting for him, it was not him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, who could know the inside story.

He knew it.

If we don't meet at this moment.

I'm afraid I'll never see you again.

Tu Shanjun is not interested in the Wen family. If the descendants of the Wen family uphold the right path, they will survive by relying on their heritage. If not, there is no point in supporting them.

After all, all his trust, the moment Wen Yue died, would no longer be placed on the Wen family.

We didn't recognize each other back then, so we had such a plan.

This time, he admitted it.

Looking back thousands of years.

The appearance of an old friend still touched his heart.

"what's your plan?"

Wen Peng replied: "Back to my master, what my disciple is looking for this time is a breakthrough and an opportunity to extend his life. Now that he has achieved his wish, he will naturally return to Donghuang to take charge of the Wuling Sect."

"As the ancestor of Wuling Sect, of course I must carry forward the sect and make great achievements!"

Wen Peng, who was kowtowing, suddenly thought of Tu Shanjun's identity.

I couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

If he could welcome back his ancestor, wouldn't he have the confidence to fight for hegemony in the Eastern Wilderness?

In the future, Wuling Sect will become the largest sect in Donghuang.

The Wen family will also rise completely in his hands!

Wen Peng felt the blessing of his father's spirit in heaven.

Bless him to change his destiny against heaven and meet his long-lost ancestor.