Chapter 978: Forbidden God

Chapter 978: Forbidden God

"What a pity."

Hearing Zhaowu sighed deeply.

Looking towards Wanning County with nostalgia.

His eyes were filled with regret and regret.

The old Ibis saint was in tears, wiping the corners of his eyes moist with a bit of hoarseness and crying, and then bowed to the ground: "It's the old slave who is incompetent."

Wen Zhaowu hurriedly supported the old man who was about to throw himself down.

He shook his head and said: "It is only right that such an opportunity should be coveted by a stronger person. It is not easy for the suspected powerful monk who Ibis has tried his best to kill no longer takes action. How can I blame him?"

Ibis Lao Sheng was not acting, but he really felt helpless.

That opportunity was found by the elders at a great cost.

Even an old saint like him followed him personally and tried to snatch it away. Unexpectedly, he was still no match for Tianshu.

If there is no such great opportunity, how can the young master find his way in the sect where there are many talented people?

As an old saint who was loyal to the Wen family and now became the protector of the young master, he was probably missing a big step forward.

Recalling the person he fought with, fear flashed in the eyes of the Old Ibis Saint.

A drop of demonic blood transformed into a real saint like him, no one would believe him even if he told him.

Could it be that a Taoist Lord is really here in this forbidden land?

The old ibis saint was surprised, but he shook his head secretly.

There should be no Dao Lord himself, at most there is a terrifying Dharma Body similar to the demon blood incarnation.

"let's go."

"Since there is no chance, don't miss it. I have not only prepared this opportunity, but also others similar to it. As long as I can get one, it will be enough to go back and do business."

Wen Zhaowu smiled and then said: "Don't talk about the chance, even if there is nothing, my talent is enough to be at the top of the Taoist list."

The Old Ibis Saint cupped his hands and said, "Young Master can still see clearly."

"If there is anything unclear, you still need to be strong to make iron."

"I'm so lucky to kick the steel plate of Shentetsu when I go out..."

Wen Zhaowu waved his hand unhappily.

…

In front of the desk.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Qingyi suddenly stood up.

His face was solemn as never before, and it was completely filled with a strange color.

He didn't say anything, just stood there.

a long time.

He finally said leisurely: "What he is looking for is a bronze mask."

"It was passed down from my ancestors."

Suddenly, the color in Zhao Qingyi's eyes bloomed and enveloped Shou He, and said: "Brother Shou, you understand, don't you?"

Shou He nodded: "I understand."

"Because there are objects passed down from my ancestors."

"But it was sold in my father's time. Then he went to Beijing to take the high school entrance examination and became an official in the capital. It seemed that he had completely forgotten me when I was still in the country. A few years ago, he had a premonition that he was going to die and asked me to come to the capital. So I came, but he still died. Before he died, he said he had found an official position for me. "

"The arresting commander of Wanning County is in the seventh rank."

"Before he left, he told me that what he missed most was me and the ancestral item he sold."

Shou He held the wine glass and spoke very calmly, as if he was telling someone else's story, but he kept staring at the dark face reflected in the wine glass.

"Brother, where is your mother?"

"Remarried."

"That family kicked me out because they thought I ate too much, but I didn't go back."

"Later I learned a skill."

Zhao Qingyi suddenly no longer sympathized with Shou He, but gave a thumbs up, his eyes filled with admiration.

What a stubborn child he was once, and what a tough guy he is now. He kept silent, but was able to settle down and make a living. In addition, now with the help of the old gods, he will rise to prominence from now on.

"The bronze mask was supposed to be hidden in a secret room of the building."

"My little brother has just arrived. Before the resettlement has been carried out, strangers come looking for me."

"Let's go, brother, come with me to have a look."

Saying that, Zhao Qingyi grabbed Shou He's wrist.

Just pulled it, but looked over in surprise.

The man with the dark face was still holding the wine glass, motionless.

He said with a smile: "How can I see my brother's family heirloom?"

"Just keep it."

Zhao Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said: "Brother is a righteous man, but a common man is not guilty of harboring a jade."

"The man I came to look for today, there will be a day when someone more powerful will come. If the old god doesn't take action by then, my whole family will be gone."

"I'm asking my brother to see it, and even more so, I'm asking the old god to see it."

Shou He pondered and asked in his heart: "What does the old god say?"

"look."

Tushanjun doesn't even bother.

It's because they are unreasonable if they don't take it seriously.

Qi and blood surge.

Bloody mist spreads.

An iron boot fell into the blue brick ground, and Tushanjun walked out of the soul banner with his hands behind his back.

"Walk."

Zhao Qingyi was overjoyed.

As expected, the old god hid beside Brother Shou.

He didn't know what the reason was, maybe it had something to do with the soul flags on the shop floor that day, but he forced himself not to think about it, not to inquire or inquire. Only in this way can he be aware of current affairs.

Go through the long corridor in the backyard.

The three of them came to an ancestral hall.

Zhao Qingyi, who entered the ancestral hall, held incense and worshiped again and again.

Just now I took out a bronze mask from the secret box of the ancestral tablet.

The mask is large enough to cover a full face.

Simple and vicissitudes of life, it seems to have transcended time and space since ancient times.

The mask was mottled with blood and rusted, as if it was a rubbing from the face of a god.

It's obviously just a mask, but I can feel an inexplicable gaze.

Zhao Qingyi held up the bronze mask.

There is a martial arts scripture engraved on the inside.

"This is an object passed down from my ancestors."

Zhao Qingyi handed the bronze mask to Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun took the mask and looked at the scriptures inside, feeling a little surprised.

This is actually an ancient Chinese proverb.

What is written on it is not a martial arts scripture at all, but the 'Tianjun Qi Watching Technique'. Of course, if you practice according to the charm above, you can also strengthen your body.

Seeing the ghost saint in the corner looking surprised.

Zhao Qingyi asked nervously: "Old god, do you know the words on this? Have you written about who my ancestors are and where they come from? Can I continue to practice this martial arts scripture, and what state can I reach?"

"Your ancestors...are not natives of the Forbidden Land."

Tu Shanjun used the Holy King's powerful spiritual consciousness to forcefully read the scriptures, and he was able to use it in an instant.

The Dharma Eye suddenly lit up and turned into a burst of divine light.

The mask in his hand attached to Tushanjun's face under the guidance of inspiration.

After wearing the bronze divine mask on his face, the temperament of Tushanjun standing in front of the two people suddenly changed.

If it used to feel as obscure as an abyss, like a great master walking in the world, now he has become an immortal king who sits high in the nine heavens, and can completely see through the heaven and earth at a glance.

"No wonder the Taoist disciple asked the saint to snatch it away. It turns out that this divine face is an extraordinary ancient treasure."

Tu Shanjun's voice also changed. It sounded like a divine king from the ninth heaven looking over the heaven and earth, looking down at the people, as if he could shake the strings between heaven and earth.

There was darkness in Tushanjun's eyes, and he used Tianjun's Qi-seeing technique.

The surge of Qi and blood stimulates spiritual consciousness.

Tu Shanjun broke through the darkness with his weak body and his divine consciousness.

There is light between heaven and earth.

They were golden spots, and the spots quickly gathered into long golden lines in front of my eyes.

call out.

The figure breaks through the sky.

Flying to high heaven.

Looking down.

What comes into view is a vast golden ocean.

Gold and red are condensed under the earth here.

"God's blood veins!"

Tu Shanjun was surprised. He didn't expect that there was an endless vein of divine blood beneath the entire capital.

He always felt that there were too few divine blood gold coins in his hand to cultivate the magical medicine flat peach. However, he did not expect that there was such a vast mineral vein under the capital Fuzhou.

The golden-red ocean extended to countless branches, some becoming lakes and some becoming rivers, firmly locking the entire earth, and the steaming breath covered the sky.

The entire world has become a restricted area for the Dharma.

Two rays of divine light passed by like torches.

To avoid attracting the attention of interested people, Tushanjun put away his magical power.

He stretched out his palms and peeled the mask off his face.

Examine the bronze surface.

This mask deserves its real name.

It's called: "Kill the God!"

The full name of the scripture should also be 'Tianjun Wangqi Killing Divine Technique'.

Because he saw the breath flowing in the forbidden land of God.

Those are not the meridians of heaven and earth, but the meridians of the gods.

The Forbidden Land was actually formed by the death of a god!

However, this does not seem to be formed naturally. Someone should have taken action to transform it. The person who took action used great magic power to trap the flesh and blood of the gods to create a terrifying forbidden land.

"There were monks who killed gods here."

Tushanjun murmured softly and turned his gaze.

He didn't care about these secret things.

He only cares about whether the flat peach medicine can mature if he plants a flat peach tree in the capital city and absorbs the divine blood of the entire sacred forbidden land.

Now Tu Shanjun vaguely knows what Yuan Shengming Demon wants to do.

Regarding the plan of the great supernatural being, he could only use his own poor and insufficient vision to deduce one or two points.

I'm afraid only Yuan Shengming Demon himself knows why.

"Give me the magical pharmacopoeia."

"Send me to the forbidden land of God."

"Isn't it just for me to suck up the entire earth's divine blood and cast the divine medicine Pantao?"

"Then, as you... and as I wish!"

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Yuan Shengming Demon meant.

He could only deduce it based on the information in his hand.

Maybe Yuan Shengsheng Demon asked him to plant the flat peach magic medicine here, but this was exactly what Tu Shanjun wanted, and he needed the divine blood to grow flat peaches.

He flew back to the garden.

Tu Shanjun threw the mask back to Zhao Qingyi.

"Old Immortal?!" Zhao Qingyi was shocked.

"Keep it, this is your ancestor's opportunity, and it is your blessing to be able to pass it on here."

"But, I can't keep it..."

Tu Shanjun glanced sideways and said calmly: "I am here, no one can take it away."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were shocked.

"Old god, what do you mean?"

"Move." Tu Shanjun looked at Shou He.

"move place?"

"good."

"Your whole family will move here."

"No objection?"

He said and looked at Zhao Qingyi.

"No, no, you are most welcome!"

Zhao Qingyi smiled like a flower.

"not enough."

"What's not enough?"

"The place isn't big enough."

Tu Shanjun looked at the peak to the west, pointed and said: "Buy that mountain and the surrounding areas, seal them all, and don't allow anyone to come close. Build a villa at the foot of the mountain, just like..."

As he said this, he casually drew the inner rotation of five directions and the formation of the Twelve Gods.

"this……"

Shou He and Zhao Qingyi looked at each other, both seeing embarrassment on each other's faces.

The plan is good.

But,

There is no money!

Tu Shanjun asked: "Who has money to invest?"

Zhao Qingyi pondered for a while and recited the roster: "There are many first-class masters in the north, and there are also large families and mansions. As for the south, it is a famously rich place with manpower and material resources at your fingertips. If you cooperate with them..."

"No!"

"What do you think, brother?"

"We all overlooked a person who is far away and close at hand but has tremendous power."

Zhao Qingyi suddenly said: "Who?"

"The emperor!"

The second update is late.

Maybe I stayed up too late and I am not feeling well. I will make up for it later.