I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1072 Negotiation

The banquet was nothing grand, just a few long tables set up in the hall.

It’s a good spiritual object.

The minds of those present were not on the banquet.

Apart from Wu Rong, the only people in power in Luodu Mountain were Yu Shen and Ru Zang.

There were only two Grand Marshals accompanying him, and they were placed on one side.

However, it was the old man with the fox head that made Wu Rong look at him again. He couldn't help but sigh at the foundation of these ancient forces. Three of the four Dao Lords present were from this old man.

Enviable.

Da Sikong was very satisfied with this arrangement.

He didn't need to hold a grand banquet to announce it to the world. He could just use ordinary means to get the person away. Otherwise, it would easily send a signal to the outside world, causing others to mistakenly believe that their Taijitian was going to interfere.

Even though he has powerful magical powers, he is unwilling to rashly get involved in an unknown plan.

Da Sikong moved his gaze and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you, this is the patriarch of the Tushan clan in the Central Plains."

"I'm Tushan Jingchen." Seeing that Da Sikong was still determined to push him to the front, the old fox had no objection, as this had been agreed upon long ago.

What he is doing now is just to do more for Tushan clan in his twilight years, so as not to let Tushan decline in his hands.

"I've met senior."

Everyone saluted, including Wu Rong.

He recognized it clearly. Although he was conferred the title of Marquis of Guanming, had great power over the entire demon world, and possessed divine weapons and the help of his master, in fact, his cultivation level was still at the third step.

There is a world of difference between three steps and four steps.

The Grand Marshal bowed to him as a gesture of goodwill, and he had to reciprocate, even if it meant being arrogant.

Not to mention the old Taoist master Tushan in front of him, he has nothing to do with this matter. Even if he does, he has to show courtesy to the younger generation first.

Wu Rong glanced over and saw his master Tu Shanjun bowing with a normal expression.

The look didn't look like knowing each other nor like not knowing each other, but more like a nod between ordinary strangers.

He also found it strange. Niu Hong said that day that he had checked his master's background and found that he was related to Tushan clan, but now he seemed to have a sense of... calmness.

Tu Shanjun was indeed very calm.

It is not the result of years of practice that one can remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.

If he was born in Tushan, he would have many emotions when meeting the patriarch, but he was not.

He always knew it in his heart.

Tu Shanjun disdains and is too lazy to cheat, lie, and then try to cover it up. It would be better to spend this time researching how to make the pill more effective.

Of course, there was some respect for the monks with the same surname in Tushan Jun's eyes, which were like frosty stars hanging high in the sky.

It is very pleasing to meet someone with the same surname, who has good cultivation.

Tushan Jun bowed and called him fellow Taoist.

Not to mention Wu Rong's expression was strange, the Grand Marshal's expression was the same.

Many things can deceive people, but can the bloodline certified by the soul also be fake?

The information he received was that Tushan Jun came from Tushan clan.

The double confirmation from the organization and Ancient Immortal Tower should not be false.

Why is Tu Shanjun’s attitude so...cold?

No joy or sorrow.

Da Sikong's eyes flashed with a strange color and he said: "It is said that Taoist friend's surname is also Tushan."

"good."

"My name is Tushan Jun, and I was born in the Tushan clan. My father named me Tushan Jun because it means two mountains combined into one." Tushan Jun picked up the wine jar and said calmly, "You two can see that I have nothing to do with Tushan in the Central Plains."

"I don't have the same miraculous bloodline as you two."

Tu Shanjun's eyes swept across Da Sikong and the old fox.

The strangeness in him should have gradually manifested after he became the main soul.

If we talk about the very beginning, he still looked like a green-faced evil ghost with a ferocious face, round eyes and chiseled teeth.

Now it's just naturalization.

It is the Tao transformation after one's cultivation is elevated.

As for whether it conforms to the aesthetic taste of ordinary people, I guess it does not.

As his Taoism became more perfect, strange organs inevitably appeared on his body.

If there was blood of the ancient gods left in his soul from his previous life, after the flesh and blood were ground into a soul flag, the only thing that made Tushan Jun feel strange was the crude so-called "system" that looked like an audio and video editor. However, this thing seemed to have no other use except recording his situation.

Each of those derived skills and magical powers really seems to be what a magical weapon should have.

Even the Yinhun Pill was made by using himself as the pill furnace, condensing the evil spirits of heaven and earth to feed back to him. If one takes too much, he will be haunted by evil spirits.

The same goes for other magical powers. None of them is not based on the Soul Banner and his main soul.

He now doubted whether the 'system' was really a 'system'. Could it be that he was wrong, and the 'system' only became a system in his consciousness, while in fact it was the embodiment of the blood in his soul?

It was unable to manifest in the previous Dharma-Ending World, but was inspired by spiritual energy after coming to the world of cultivation.

Tu Shanjun's thoughts came to his mind, and he immediately flew back to the past. As his cultivation became more profound, he could see the past more clearly.

His body had just woken up at that time.

The original body was hit by a horse, and the person riding the horse ran away again, relying on his tough luck...

Life is not tough.

He woke up only after his original body died.

'Why didn't the 'system' appear after I woke up? It didn't appear until the demon cultivator cast a magic circle and killed the villagers. Is it really as I thought, that it was because of the stimulation of spiritual energy or magic power that caused the bloodline to mutate?'

'Or, as an extraterritorial demon, I can devour souls and refine spirits to improve my cultivation and manifest my magical powers just like ordinary demons.'

Tu Shanjun in the past obviously believed the latter statement more, because he had studied how the devil improved his own cultivation, and the answer he got was very similar. Therefore, Tu Shanjun also linked the crude audio and video editor with the devil's magical power.

It's like the manifestation of a demon from outer space.

Later I heard from the Green Emperor that the inside and outside of the domain are within the Zhoutian.

He became more skeptical about the devil's magical powers.

These were at most his thoughts during his spare time. Tu Shanjun just felt that his current cultivation was not enough.

When his three flowers gather at the top of his head, he should be able to separate into the Three Pure Ones at once. At that time, he can go deep into the soul and trace the past with his reincarnated body, so as to find the secret of the Zunhun Banner audio and video editor.

It only takes a moment to sweep away those complicated thoughts.

There is no point in talking about disguise and feet.

Tushan Jun's actions were not righteous, but they were certainly upright, and he did not want to implicate the Tushan clan in Middle-earth.

That’s why we have cold noodles today.

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."

Seeing that he could not open the conversation to establish friendship, Da Sikong stopped talking. His words were sincere. When it comes to supernatural powers, only Tushan Jun could be compared with them among those present.

Since there is no relationship to speak of, we have to deal with the matter at hand.

As the saying goes, big meetings decide small matters, and small meetings decide big matters.

Just right now.

Da Sikong raised his cup and said, "I came here to show my fellow Taoists and Lord Taijitian's attitude. We are also living a hard life. The Five Seats are not tolerated by the world, and there are always demons in the domain fortress, so Luowang is also very important to us."

"Luowang has always been a strategic location that must be fought over."

"Although we have no right to rule the net of the underworld, everything should be based on first come first served."

Wu Rong looked at the two people who were sitting beside him as steady as a rock.

Master Ruzang was calm and composed, having seen a lot of things in the world, while Yu Shen acted excited, as if the small talk just now had not aroused any interest at all.

He glanced sideways and said, "What the senior said about first come first served is true. There are rules for everything."

The Grand Marshal nodded slightly and said, "We are willing to follow the rules of Yintian. We can also give up that Luowang and the millions of mountains and rivers of the Yudong tribe. Not only that, we will also help fellow Taoist and Lord Hou build that Luowang so that it can connect to other worlds. There is only one condition for this."

"What conditions?"

"Release Marshal Dazhong."

"Absolutely impossible!" Wu Rong said firmly.

Da Sikong frowned and said nothing.

Tu Shanjun pressed his sea of ​​consciousness and touched the formation.

Wu Rong explained, "Senior, you should know that I almost died. Of course, my death can only be attributed to my inferior skills, but Niu Hong was defeated. His life and death are now in our hands. Senior wants to use the net that originally belonged to us to exchange for his life. Don't you think it's too simple?"

Da Sikong was not surprised. What he said was no different from trying to get something for nothing. He just said it to fool a child. In case Wu Rong was frightened, he would just agree to it directly, which would save trouble.

"What do you and the Marquis think?"

"He represents me completely." Tu Shanjun's hoarse voice sounded.

Wu Rong said in a deep voice: "On top of the basic conditions provided by the senior, Taijitian will also use the souls of the three Dao Lords to exchange for the life of the senior Youniu."

Upon hearing these conditions, Tushan Jun's cold face showed a hint of surprise.

He was frightened by Wu Rong's loud mouth.

"impossible!"

Da Sikong refused firmly.

"The Dao Lord is easy to kill but hard to kill, and even harder to capture."

"Does the Marquis of Guanming think that the Taoist is nothing?"

"How many Dao Lords can be born from the three thousand great ways of heaven and earth? Which one of them is not a world-shaking strongman, the embodiment of the great way? There are hundreds of millions of Dao sites in Xingluo, and no one knows how many disciples have gathered there."

“Not to mention the distant past, the great master of Zhen Xiu Temple that Daoyou killed has tens of millions of disciples. If it weren’t for his lifespan running out and being exposed to Daoyou’s great calamity of life and death, it would be very difficult for Daoyou to kill him, let alone capture him…”

Da Sikong paused and said, this was the situation in the cultivation world in the past.

But now there are changes.

He was still surprised at that time.

No wonder Niu Hong would rather fight against the divine weapon than let his soul escape.

The true form of this evil ghost Taoist is a divine weapon and divine soul!

The most powerful against the soul.

Don’t you see that Niu Hong’s soul is bound by shackles, just like a calf?

Da Sikong felt a headache.

In the past, everyone was fearless.

Not afraid of death, the soul can grow flesh and blood to reshape the body, and there are many other ways.

Even if your life ends, you can still survive.

No matter whether it is magical medicine, local spiritual veins, or self-sealed spiritual land... one can survive. If one cannot maintain the state and falls to a lower level, one can still remain immortal and there are ways to rebuild and return.

Now that such a murderer has appeared, the world of cultivation is indeed going to change.

If you fight him, you must be fully prepared to not survive.

I'm afraid even the most powerful Lord Dao would have to give him some ground.

Everyone has to die one day.

The gods in Taiji Heaven are no exception.

Thinking that they might have to deal with each other again in the future, Da Sikong, who was originally planning to refuse, thought for a while, and then sighed: "I'm setting a precedent that offends people."

"At most, one soul can be exchanged..."