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Chapter 1070: Main Business

“Did someone instruct you?”

Niu Hong sat down on the steps without any dignity and started thinking.

How did he go from being the Grand Marshal of Xuanhuang to being a prisoner?

quite a while.

"No one ordered it."

"You are not smart." Tu Shanjun shook his head with regret. He thought that all Taoists were smart people and they would understand things immediately. There was no need to beat around the bush.

Of course, maybe Niu Hong knew, but he was just really loyal and didn’t want to say it out loud.

Niu Hong's heart skipped a beat, but he still asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you ever seen a smart person?"

Tu Shanjun recalled: "I have seen one, his name is Ouyang Qiuxian."

"Back then, at the gate of the Yu family, he relied on his Daoist cultivation to force his way into the trial of a group of Daoists."

"The first thing he did when he saw me was ask me my name."

"name?"

"He asked for a 'name' and said I knew who it was."

"So you think I'd know a name?"

When Niu Hong turned slightly, the shackles on his body made a sound of collision.

"You may have met many monks who are good at calculations and planning. I am different. My moves are killing moves. It is always more effective to deal with the enemy than to solve the problem."

"Since you won't tell me, I'll come and see for myself."

"and many more!"

Niu Hong waved his hand and said, "You asked me if anyone instructed me to do this. I answered you, but you still didn't believe me. Will you believe my other statements? You don't believe anything. Even if you get my memory, you will think it's fake. Why don't we discuss it carefully?"

Tushan Jun, who had already stretched out his ghost hand, paused and sneered, "I can see that you are a cultivator with no wisdom. Why should I play the lute to a cow?"

“I’m not a cow!”

"I don't care what you are."

Niu Hong felt that the Taoist Master of Life and Death in front of him was definitely being too stubborn. Even if there really was a problem, would he know the 'name'?

He stopped making excuses and replayed everything that had happened since he received the letter in the form of light and shadow, watching it again with the mentality of a bystander.

"It's obvious that the Ancient Immortal House and the organization tricked me."

Niu Hong had a serious look on his face, he felt that this was the problem.

The information from these two companies is too out of date.

"The Ancient Immortal Tower may want you to take action, but the organization may not." Tu Shanjun looked at the two pieces of information calmly.

"why?"

"You should know the names of the monks in the organization. I think they are the remnants of the Divine Court. This is also their style of doing things..."

Tu Shanjun had nothing else to say. The organization sent him the invitation on that day in the name of Qingdi, which was enough to show that Qingdi was very important in the organization.

In this situation, the organization should be told to hold back.

"Is it really the Ancient Immortal Tower?"

"You have a big conflict with Guxianlou, Guxianlou must want me to take action."

"Not like."

"I killed a Taoist master easily some time ago. It is said that he was once very powerful. If a proud person wakes up, he will become a great enemy."

Tu Shanjun analyzed seriously, "If I were a cultivator from the Ancient Immortal Tower, I would definitely be more fully prepared. Just like the battle of the Shura Clan back then, their clan leader was invincible as a Saint King, but he was still chopped into pieces by nearly thirty saints."

"If someone hadn't let me go, even my soul wouldn't be able to return."

"This time..."

"It's more like a reminder from the other party knowing that your cultivation is insufficient."

Niu Hong sighed helplessly, he really didn't have enough strength.

"Who is that?"

……

Giant Tree Shrine.

Clear sky lake.

The Qing Emperor took out a letter, placed it on the table, and said calmly, "It's not her."

The Taoist stretched out his hand, then slowly retracted his rough and dry fingers.

Zhou Zheng's face was bulging with a Taoist bun, which was quite elegant. Upon closer inspection, the pure and mysterious aura turned into a plain color like the flowing light of a Taoist robe. It was Taiyi Patriarch: "She knows who it is."

“Fellow Daoist Qingxuan…” The Green Emperor looked towards Patriarch Taiyi.

The pure energy incarnation of Qingxuan Patriarch put away the letter and said, "The Three Religions Chieftain may have noticed our movements."

"Not for now." The Green Emperor looked deep.

Patriarch Qingxuan sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Yuan Sheng Sheng Mo won't be able to hold on for too long. His new magic... does have some merits, but there is no example of a person who has achieved enlightenment."

"No problem."

"Too."

"Speaking of which, this new divine technique also involves the participation of Daoist friend's disciple."

The Green Emperor smiled and said, "It's a good thing he could detect such a secret attack."

“Having suffered so many losses and holding a treasure in hand, one would naturally overthink. It would be better if one’s spiritual perception was higher, so as not to be sold out…” Patriarch Qingxuan sighed and seemed to stop talking halfway through. Aren’t they also calculating?

Sighing, "Still... we meet more often."

"Yes."

it is more than words.

……

Tu Shanjun was still wondering who it was, but it didn't matter now.

Maybe because he suffered too many losses, he always felt that every move had a deeper meaning.

In reality, it was just an ordinary fight.

Strategic corridors like Luowang are precious and cannot be lost to every major force, and it just so happens that Niu Hong is a cultivator similar to him.

But he always felt something was wrong.

Maybe it's really a matter of mental tension.

"Did you find out who it was?"

Niu Hong couldn't help but ask when he saw Tu Shanjun turned off the light.

"I can't find out. I will just assume he is a cultivator from the Ancient Immortal Tower."

"What grudge do you have with Guxianlou?"

"Not small."

"What about it?"

"Revenge." "Revenge?"

"Don't you know?" Tu Shanjun replied indifferently.

He didn't believe that Niu Hong didn't know about it.

The Ancient Immortal Tower will definitely record the events of the Divine Forbidden Land. Even if the Ancient Immortal Tower did not say it, the organization should have told You Niu Hong so that You Niu Hong can make a more accurate judgment.

Niu Hong looked at Tu Shanjun in astonishment: "Just because of this?"

It's because I know this that I find it outrageous.

"It's important."

"Always been this way."

Tu Shanjun didn't want to say anything, and it was not easy to ask with Niu Hong around.

He is still a prisoner, so how can he ask questions?

However, he now admires Tu Shanjun a little.

It is easy to avenge one person, but it is very difficult to avenge hundreds of people.

It is very easy for people to forget some things, especially hatred. Perhaps it will be completely forgotten in less than a few hundred years, not to mention that the hatred may not have originally belonged to oneself.

Tu Shanjun can always remember it.

What an evil heart this is.

……

"Old Patriarch, please wait."

The old man seemed a little surprised that someone called him. He stopped his cloud escape and looked back.

Just then I saw a tall monk in a light yellow robe greeting me.

The old man turned around and said in surprise, "It turned out to be the Grand Marshal. Could it be that the Emperor has come out of retreat?"

Although the Grand Marshal has a Kui head, a closer look reveals that it looks more like a dragon-headed beast, much like the legendary Qilin.

The Qilin's head shook.

The old man's eyes dimmed, but he still bowed his hands and said with spirit: "I wonder why the Grand Marshal called me?"

The Grand Marshal came forward and asked, "Did Marshal Chong go to see the old clan leader a few days ago?"

The old fox's ears twitched and he shook his head, "No, I have been in Yuzhen Palace these days. If it weren't for some things in the clan, I would have to bother you for a while."

Hearing the Grand Marshal's question, Tushan Jingchen asked in surprise: "What happened to Marshal Chong?"

"Something happened."

"Something happened?"

Da Sikong sighed: "He was captured on a cloudy day in the lower world."

"what?!"

Tushan Jingchen widened his eyes.

Then he became confused again. Why was he told about such a big thing?

With his old bones, even the avenue he carries can't be stable, and he is not good at fighting. I'm afraid he will be helpless even against the Saint Kings of those big clans.

"Who... is so bold..." The old fox narrowed his eyes. There are many people who are not easy to mess with on cloudy days. There are many masters in the ten major clans. There is always someone who can stand out among the competition among all clans, not to mention Dongyue, which is located in the place where the three veins of rivers, rivers and streams in the southeast meet. It is a section of Mount Tai.

"You two might be a family."

The old fox was stunned. If the Da Sikong in front of him had not spoken seriously, he would have thought that the other party was trying to make fun of him, or that the other party also wanted to use an excuse to take away the last bit of Tushan's resources.

"With my family?"

"good."

"His name is Tushan Jun. Actually, we should call him Zunhun Daojun."

The old fox felt more and more that the Grand Marshal was making fun of him. He remembered the genealogy of the Tushan clan very clearly. There were indeed members named "Tushan Jun", but unfortunately most of them were not significant and they all came from a relatively early age.

With the evolution, nowadays, it is rare to give single-character names to members of the tribe, most of them are named with two characters.

"Are you kidding, Grand Minister? There is no other Dao Lord in my clan except this old man like me."

The old fox smiled, but he was actually already alert in his heart.

If there was a Taoist master in any clan, he would not have come to Taiji Heaven in Yulei. It was precisely because he had not much time left that he had to plan for the future of Tushan.

Becoming a disciple of the Ancient Emperor may not necessarily make you a great ruler, but there is always a chance.

He can't control much about what the future holds.

Da Sikong said seriously: "It is indeed not a joke."

"I came here to ask the old patriarch to mediate. If he is really from Tushan, the old patriarch would not have to run around. If he is not from Tushan, we can establish a good relationship, and Taijitian will accept the old patriarch's kindness."

The old fox thought about it and decided that it was a good thing that Niu Hong was captured.

"I am willing to go and act as a lobbyist."

Da Sikong smiled and nodded: "I will go with the old patriarch."

……

A few more days.

Niu Hong never heard Tu Shanjun say another word again.

When he was not analyzing the elixir recipes, he was also compiling scriptures.

He kept writing and a few peaceful days passed in a flash. However, Niu Hong, who was in shackles, didn't know what to do.

If it were a normal day, he would concentrate and practice qi, but now all his cultivation was sealed.

When a Taoist suddenly has free time, he doesn't seem to know what he should do.

He understood the elixir formula, but alchemy is a technical job.

On the contrary, he couldn't understand those long passages of scriptures. It wasn't because he couldn't comprehend them, but because he didn't recognize the words.

"What is this?"

"Literacy Sutra"

"what about this?"

"farming season."

"That?"

"Law."

"..."

"Schematic diagram of the internal combustion furnace of a two thousand zhang giant ship."

"..."

Niu Hong was confused for a moment. Is this what a Taoist should do?

Which Taoist priest is so idle?