Chapter 1056 Faith

Chapter 1056 Faith

"What if we fail?"

"Will it fail?"

"uncertain."

The main soul replied like this.

He asked himself to evaluate Wu Rong's strength.

There are also three statues of Ichikado Lord sitting inside the banner.

One of them is Yuren Feihe, the ancestor of the Yuren clan, and Ouyang Qiuxian, who was famous back then, are both well-known and strong men.

If their true forms were allowed to take action, they should be able to defeat...

The main soul shook his head slightly.

This cannot be determined accurately.

The fierce Yan De of the Nether Clan was granted the title of Marquis of Ying Zhen. It seemed that he was not a new recruit, but that he had arrived in the royal city on this day. His strength may be second only to the Dragon Man among the four Tao Lords.

The path to be built is also unknown.

What if the emperor doesn't let Wu Rong use the method of honoring the soul flag again, if he relies solely on his personal strength...

Qingdi understood the meaning of Tushanjun's words.

"It's normal to lose."

"Being at the bottom of school, crossing a big realm, it is still a realm that is divided into one step. It is reasonable to fail."

Tu Shanjun thought for a long time and then said slowly: "It's a big blow to him."

Qingdi laughed and said calmly: "It turns out that you have cultivated to this point."

"Why?"

"It's probably because you want to maintain your own way and let people in the world believe in your own way, so you need face. No matter how much you lose, you have to maintain that face."

"It used to be called 'Xianghuo Xinli', but after the Battle of Defeating Heaven, a new word was changed, called 'Tianxia Gongxin'."

Tu Shanjun pondered for a moment.

He may not care about face or public opinion, but if he wants to spread the word to the world, violence alone is not enough, he must have "face".

Because when you look at people, you look at their faces first.

The quality of a face directly determines a person's initial attitude.

This ‘face’ is face, which is the public opinion of people in the world of spiritual practice.

The nouveau riche are the most despised.

What's more, public trust in the world is directly related to one's own path.

Without the recognition of the people in the world, even if you cultivate to the point where the three flowers gather at the top and the five qi are in full swing, you can only be a carefree and happy monk and cannot enter the realm of great supernatural powers.

Tu Shanjun was keenly aware that Emperor Qing did not value this unfair duel, but used it to tell him what was the basis for the fifth step.

No wonder those big forces look so weird in how they deal with some issues. It’s not that they behave weirdly and stupidly, but that they succeeded in doing so hundreds of thousands of times when no one knew about it, until they failed once, and This time is an anomaly that shouldn't exist at all.

When routine doesn't work, you have to seek change.

Change will lead to success.

If it doesn't change, one day it will be eliminated by the world.

"In this case, I should be allowed to help him, and with my endorsement, they will naturally not interfere again."

From Tu Shanjun's point of view, others always treat them as a whole, and it doesn't matter who they let take action. It is best to let stronger people take action, so that it is safe enough.

Qing Emperor laughed and said: "Wrong, big mistake!"

Tu Shanjun frowned and wanted to ask.

Qingdi explained: "If you take action, who will you accomplish?"

"You are so majestic. Others will only think that your apprentice is pretending to be powerful and has no real ability. Instead, more people will notice that the soul flag is magical. In the meantime, he will definitely make evil plans and harm his life."

"The less you take action and the more superior you are, the more others will be in awe of you."

"As for when you want to take action, it must be the critical time."

"Now not only is it not true, but it has promoted Ji Yan."

Tu Shanjun never thought about these things.

He never cared who was higher or lower.

Along the way, there are only four words to coordinate "the unity of knowledge and action".

He only feels that as long as he is strong enough, the problems in the world will always be solved. The things that cannot be solved are either from the wrong angle or not strong enough.

Despite this, he is still willing to say thank you to those who are good to him: "Thank you, Emperor."

However, he is no longer the reckless evil ghost he used to be. Now he hides many things in his heart.

He didn't ask the emperor how he knew his identity, nor did he ask if there were immortals in the world, nor did he ask about the supernatural power in himself.

Some things are better kept in your mind than asked.

Moreover, is Emperor Qing necessarily a good person?

Even a good person.

Didn't he tell himself these things with a certain purpose?

Tu Shanjun didn't dare to think otherwise.

"No need to thank me, if one day..."

Qingdi still didn't finish half of his words.

He smiled and said, "If you want to take over the Heavenly Way of Life and Death, then take over. There are more and more souls in the cloudy sky, and the royal city is bloated. I am tired, and they... are also tired of it."

Speaking like this on the top of the Shenmu Heavenly Palace, a formation has been set up over there in the Royal City Arena.

The fighting arena uses the Sumeru mustard method.

When King Dongyue moved, hundreds of officials would naturally accompany him, not to mention those Taoist kings and saints who came to receive the title.

They watched eagerly, hoping to see a fight that suited their own liking. If Wu Rong lost, they would naturally jump out and divide Guan Minghou into only one title.

Ying Zhenhou Jiyan, who was walking in the sky, looked at Wu Rong and said calmly: "Now that my fellow Taoist has admitted defeat, I will take back what I said and allow my fellow Taoist to bring magical weapons to fight against my underworld junior. How about that?"

Wu Rong glanced at Ji Yan coldly, and said calmly: "Ying Zhenhou, what are you talking about and me? It's a joke."

Ji Yan was furious: "Okay, let me see what you are capable of!"

"Avenue!"

Without hesitation.

Nianjue casts magic to manifest the great road.

It was a black lotus blooming on the sea of ​​blood of the Styx thousands of miles away, swaying up to the sky and subduing the entire world.

The avenue he cultivates is also the purest 'power'.

The Great Way of Power emphasizes defeating all means with one force, and the most important thing is to attack unparalleled ones.

No wonder Ji Yan boasted that he was not an old and frail Ichika when he was in the Taiyue Palace.

With his great power and being a member of the Nether Clan, one of the top ten most powerful clans in Yintian, his strength makes him the strongest among the new Dao Lords.

The so-called genius is nothing more than a compliment from the previous generation to those who have not yet become talented.

He is no longer a genius, but a solid fourth-step expert.

What is great power?

It reaches heaven and earth!

"Thousands of powers."

The black lotus bloomed slowly, shrank and fell into his hand while rotating.

Fierce Yan grabbed the lotus.

The black lotus blossomed with a flashing red light as if it was piercing into the void, and then, a long and thin mace appeared in the hands of the fierce Yan.

Big props appear and magic weapons are in hand.

With just a snap of his fingers, he could crush the child's head. However, since it was a fair fight, he did not take action rashly, but made a gesture of invitation.

It seems to be saying: ‘Come on, Nian Jue casts spells, use your strongest means, it’s best to decide the outcome with one blow. ’

Wu Rong was not afraid at all, and that was exactly what he thought.

Since he wants to establish his power, he must completely crush the opponent and tell everyone in the royal city that he may not be worthy of his name as a marquis, but the power in his hands is not weak.

He went deep into his robe and took out a small three-inch flag.

Give it a shake.

The soul flag changes into a length of about ten feet.

The soul flag was swept away to reveal the true power of the divine weapon, and Wu Rong was about to speak...

suddenly.

His expression stiffened.

Unconsciously explore the spiritual consciousness.

‘Where is my master? ’

"I am such a big person..., a master who usually just sits under the Taoist tree and studies things." ’

'I……'

Wu Rong was full of confidence when he challenged Yihua Daojun. He didn't even need the master to take action. As long as the master sat on the soul flag, with the divine power of the soul flag, he could lend the soul of a Dao Lord to him and fight with him to stall the situation. .

However, when he glanced with consciousness, the master was completely gone.

‘The flag is the soul, and the soul is the flag. It is impossible for the master to disappear. ’

"Then there's only one reason."

‘Invited by the ancient emperor. ’

Wu Rong stabilized his mind and figured out the joints.

The person who can quietly make Master Tu Shanjun leave the soul flag must have great supernatural powers.

The one who could do this was definitely the Ancient Emperor. Although he let go of his worries, Wu Rong was still quite helpless at such a critical moment.

What a coincidence.

It didn't matter if it happened by chance, I didn't intend for Master to take action.

The change in Wu Rong's expression here was naturally caught by Ji Yan. He thought that the other party was afraid after taking out the magic weapon, so he couldn't help but sneer.

There will be no good end for pretending to be fat.

Even if he really has unparalleled combat power, defeat is the only way to go today.

However, unlike the fierce sneer, the expressions of the ghost cultivators among the monks watching the battle changed drastically.

Some even stood up and took a few steps back, frowning, staring at the magic weapon in Wu Rong's hand.

Among them, Zhang Shaoyuan, who was born in a wealthy family, had already had a stern look on his face and a ferocious look on his face. Behind the soul flag, he could only see the endless forbidden evil energy that was like the abyss of heaven. Just the escaping breath amplified the fear in his heart to the extreme, and he couldn't help but Want to turn around and escape.

But he couldn't escape.

He is a monk of the ghost clan, and he is the representative of the ghost clan when he goes out. Once he escapes, he will lose the face of the ghost clan.

"Damn it."

"Damn...damn!"

Zhang Shaoyuan stared at Wu Rong in the sky.

How many souls did this devil in the damn city have to refine before he could create such a ghost, god, and demon weapon that carries the Great Dao?

Even a monk like him in the Great Saint Realm couldn't help but feel fear in his heart when faced with it.

…

"Song Aiqing, who of them will win?"

King Dongyue asked softly on the shelf.

The monk surnamed Song in purple robes saluted and said, "Wei Chen thought that if he attacked with all his strength, Guan Minghou would only be able to withstand ten moves."

"Where's Zhang Aiqing?"

"I believe that twenty moves will determine the outcome."

"..."

"I just heard that you all bet, I also bet a thousand taels of Yuanling Vein, and I bet on the title of Minghou..."

The purple-robed monk surnamed Song whispered: "Loose?"

"win!"

…

Wu Rong waved the soul-honoring flag, and the magic power in his Dantian was like a rushing river of stars.

Controlling soul flag treasures has always been his daily fighting method, and now he is even more skillful and said: "Since we have to decide the outcome with one strike, fellow Taoist, don't blame me for hitting too hard!"

"out!"

Buzz!

The Lord of the Great Road walked out boldly.

True demon Qingtian.

Like a solitary crane, Ouyang Qiuxian twisted out 30,000 divine blades and condensed them into a Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword.

Waving the golden claws, heaven will destroy the law.

The divine edge, wrapped in the true magic, tore apart the heaven and earth from Qingming, and slashed towards Xi Yan who was holding the divine weapon in the distance.

"What?!"

Ji Yan never thought that there was a Taoist soul among the divine weapons.

"It's just a Taoist soul."

"kill!"