Chapter 961 God’s Will
Luo Shentong glanced at the three-meter-long divine medicine behind him.
The green peach divine light was hanging high.
The saints who heard this were shocked and angry.
The divine medicine originally belonged to the great sect.
Whether it was Luo Tianfeng or the old king, it was essentially an internal struggle of the great sect.
But Tushan Jun was different.
Even if he was the spirit of the divine weapon, he was still an outsider to the Asura clan.
Especially this weapon spirit was not easy to mess with at first glance.
It was not weak, but it looked like a demon soldier.
He grabbed the banner master in his palm after a disagreement.
It was not known whether he wanted to threaten the ancestor with the leader of the sect, or wanted to extract the leader's soul to fill the soul banner. In short, this weapon spirit treasure was very different from the weapon spirit treasures they knew.
The old king would lose, but the ancestor would not.
There was a world of difference between a saint and a Taoist.
Knowing this, Luo Manping hurriedly stood up and wanted to persuade Tushan Jun not to fight anymore.
It's not because of the ownership of the magic medicine, but the purest difference in strength.
There are very few cross-level battles in the cultivation world.
Even if there are, they are within the same realm, such as some sayings in the early, middle and late stages.
Facing the Taoist, that is the difference between the fourth step and the third step, which is the difference in the essence of life. There is no possibility of winning at all.
Since the ancestor has no intention of taking action, it is better to give up.
Otherwise, once he takes action, he must be ranked higher and lower, even life and death.
Tushan Jun certainly understands the power of the Taoist.
That's why he spoke at this moment.
The ancestor of the Asura clan has been trapped in the magic medicine formation for many years. His strength is definitely not at its peak. Just now, he broke the formation from the inside. If he is three points weaker, it is not impossible to win with the Ten Directions Ghost King Killing Formation.
Luo Tianya has predicted that the words of the weapon spirit will anger the ancestor, and the ancestor will definitely suppress it.
He seems to have seen the end of the weapon spirit.
Other saints have the same idea, only Yan Zang understands Tushan Jun.
He feels that things may not be as optimistic as imagined.
The old king died and his soul flew into the Zunhun Banner.
According to the information he got.
The performance of Zunhun Banner and weapon spirit will be even better.
With the old king, the half-step Dao Lord of the illusory Dao flower, it is still unknown what the strength of the weapon spirit is now.
However, which side of the killing array fairy map just now will definitely add an extremely powerful ghost king. With the combat power shown by the killing array, no saint can resist it.
If the saint can't do it, what about the Dao Lord?
Doubtful.
No one knows unless they really fight.
Luo Shentong nodded slightly: "Yes."
"What?!"
The saints were shocked.
They even thought they had heard it wrong.
However, they were disappointed.
Luo Shentong did not stop Tushan Jun from taking the magic medicine.
It seemed that the magic medicine was not a natural treasure, but an unknown weed on the roadside.
"This!"
Luo Manping was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He began to suspect that it was not a magic medicine at all, otherwise why did the ancestor not care so much.
He did not doubt the strength of the ancestor at all.
In his opinion, no matter how powerful Tushan Jun was, he could not face Dao Jun directly.
Luo Shentong said: "The magic medicine comes from the old plant. It was cut down in a hurry, so the root system was weak and overwhelmed, and it could not be planted. Over the years, the dead air has been regenerated. Under the interweaving of life and death, it has long lost its former power. The magic medicine now only has a great name and less than one cent of its effectiveness."
"Not to mention resurrection."
"That is something that only a complete and mature magic medicine can do."
Luo Shentong looked at the young Luo Tianfeng.
Sighed: "Back then, my master triggered the formation and was suppressed by the formation. On his deathbed, he left a message in the hope that the monks of the great sect would step into the Posuo Forest and trigger the formation again, breaking the formation from inside and outside."
"I didn't expect it to harm your life instead."
"I advised Shenzhong that the effectiveness of the magic medicine is only one in a hundred. Taking the magic medicine will be eroded by the death air."
Luo Shentong looked gloomy.
"With his talent, he would have a chance to achieve enlightenment even without the magic medicine."
"He was blinded by the magic medicine."
"Forgot that the person a cultivator should trust the most is actually himself!"
The old friend must have thought that he wanted to take the magic medicine for himself, which led to the estrangement and everything that happened now.
The dispute started with the magic medicine and ended with the magic medicine.
Luo Tianfeng was stunned.
It turned out that what he thought was the favor of destiny was actually a distress signal from his master.
He hid it and didn't understand it, and finally ended up with a death.
Reluctant, he returned to the great sect with a residual soul, stirred up the situation, killed many people and rebuilt his blood body.
He placed his hope on the magic medicine, and for this reason he did not hesitate to raise the butcher knife, used this incident to cleanse the voices that disagreed with him, and then took charge of the soul flag to the forbidden area.
The old king who led the whole incident came later.
He had expected it long ago, but he didn't expect the old king to come so quickly, so he could only fight to the death.
Unexpectedly, Tushan Jun didn't brag.
Give him ten saints, and he will become a living saint king.
I thought the dust had settled, but I didn't expect that a large formation would emerge when the magic medicine was touched. Before Tu Shanjun could break the formation, the formation was broken from the inside, and the long-lost master walked out of the formation and told him that everything he fought for actually deviated from his original intention.
It was a signal for help.
Luo Tianfeng was silent.
When he knew that it was not the favor of fate, could he still firmly believe that he was a strong man who controlled his fate.
Or would he regret what he did and dig out his master from the formation when he first knew it was a signal?
Will he?
Won't.
Luo Tianfeng knew clearly that even if he knew it was the master's signal from the beginning, he would still choose to hide the news and wait for the time to mature.
If he could go back in time, he would not give the old king a chance, but would choose to take the magic medicine immediately and try to reach the realm of the Tao Lord.
Master understands him at this point.
Perhaps this is the reason why Master did not say it clearly.
Even if the master explained everything clearly, he would not completely believe it. He would only think that the master did not want him to take the magic medicine.
Luo Tianfeng laughed.
He actually made exactly the same choice as the old king.
Luo Tianfeng raised his head and looked at the sky in the forbidden area.
The ruins of the divine court are golden, and the azure sky is like endless frosted glass.
The young man's face showed a pair of haggard and tired eyes, and a look of confusion, fear, but also piety flashed across his face.
"I often say that when faced with fate, the cowardly fear, the wavering hesitate, but the strong take control!"
As he said that, Luo Tianfeng stretched out his palm and grasped it in the air. He grasped a long pole made of black evil immortal gold. At the end of the long pole was a large flag.
Honor the soul flag!
"Life is in your hands."
Luo Tianfeng pondered: "My destiny has always been in my own hands."
"It's just that different personalities will create different destinies. Some sufferings are not brought to me by the world of mortals, nor are they imposed on me by God, but the backlash of my own choices."
“There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call it upon themselves.”
"God's will!"
"I don't blame God's will, but why is this God's will... sharp as a knife, and the person who cuts it will be hurt!"
God's will caused a great religious leader to disappear in a daze.
From that day on, Luo Tianfeng was never seen again.
The young man said his name was Luo Yangwu.
He is Luo Tianfeng's son.
…
Tushanjun slowly let go of his hand.
He stared at the three-foot-tall green peach tree with burning eyes and walked forward without hesitation.
It's as if he didn't hear what Luo Shentong said about the magic medicine that can produce death energy, and he didn't ask whether the effect of this medicine can still be useful and continue to move forward.
"Little friend, don't believe it?" Luo Shentong asked.
Could it be that this weapon spirit also followed in the footsteps of that old man?
Luo Shentong didn't say this to defraud him of the magic medicine. This was the truth. He just told the true situation.
"I have studied Lingzhi Taoism."
"The moment I dug out the root system, I could already tell everything about the miracle medicine."
"Then why?"
If Tu Shanjun didn't believe what he said, Luo Shentong wouldn't be so surprised.
Tushanjun obviously believed it, but why was he still so firm?
His determination was very different from that of ordinary monks, and he did not regard the magical medicine as an opportunity for a breakthrough in Taoism.
Many monks regard the level of Taoism as more important than life and death.
Even in death there is still progress.
That is the desire for the avenue.
What he sees in his eyes is definitely not an expectation for the level of realm.
"It's enough to remove the dead energy and refine it into a great elixir!"
Tu Shanjun said calmly, while looking at the ancestor of the Asura clan.
He would not believe what others said, especially this old monster. Even if a true immortal appeared in front of him and told him that he could become an immortal as long as he gave up the magic medicine, he would not believe it.
Luo Shentong said nothing more.
Tu Shanjun approached the magic medicine, used the magic weapon to lift up the earth for hundreds of miles, applied the formation, and absorbed the great world born in the body.
It wasn't until the magic medicine was completely taken away that Tushanjun let out a long breath.
This is already the best divine material he has found within his capabilities.
It will naturally make everyone happy.
If it doesn't work out, don't be too sorry.
After all, in the battle with Lord Jambudvipa, one cannot simply rely on a magical elixir to bring the dead back to life.
If you really can't do anything, just put Brother Yuyan's soul into the flag to wait for the right time, and never give it up. It is better to never be reincarnated than to disappear completely.
Ever since he took away the soul of his disciple Zhou Xinglie from the Xingluo Taiyi Sect, Tu Shanjun was no longer so repulsive about taking the souls of people close to him.
If you are in an irreversible situation, collecting soul flags is indeed a good idea.
As he learned more about reincarnation, he felt that reincarnation was not as good as he imagined.
Just like what my senior brother said back then, you must always find a way out for those close to you. There is no pure land in the underworld and the Yang world. Instead of wasting time in the world of mortals, it is better to use all our strength to find a glimmer of hope.
Of course, this isn't the best.
Tushanjun changed his concept as his cultivation gradually grew and he became a big tree that sheltered him from the wind and rain.
If he had been weak, he would not have felt that his path was right.
It would be best for him to go back to the Eastern Wasteland and find out the other two back-ups of Yanfu, so as to strangle Taoist Lord Yanfu's path to immortality and make Taoist Brother Yuyan turn his master.
The opponent has such an obvious weakness, so Tu Shanjun will not choose to fight recklessly.
"Little friend."
"You have taken the magic medicine, please keep my magic weapons."
Tushanjun's expression froze.
I wish all the students taking the college entrance examination all the best and do well in everything.