I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1080 Earth Official
"If I lose, you will proceed as usual."

“I believe the sect has not placed all its bets on us.” Wu Rong said easily.

He thought so too.

The Taiyi Shengxian Sect has an extraordinary foundation. How could it be possible for them to achieve enlightenment by relying on only the two of them, master and disciple?

He must have other chips in his hand.

Not to mention the distant past, didn’t Tai Jing take his junior sister to look for the Six Paths Yellow Springs Divine Weapons in the forbidden land of the gods that day?

I heard that the junior sister is the reincarnation of a sword immortal.

Whether there are immortals in this world is different from what we know, but there are definitely gods, and it would be more appropriate to say that they are sword gods.

If he died in the Ancient Immortal Tower, the situation cleaned up by Mo Ming would allow the sect to take over easily, and it would only take another Taoist to replace him.

Qiu Longjue really wanted to persuade Wu Rong to consider the overall situation and not act on impulse.

But he couldn't say it at all.

What is the overall situation? Is it the sect's eternal foundation and revival, the life and death of the disciples, or saving the suffering in the world and the dead in the underworld? These are all the overall situation without exception.

But if we focus on Wu Rong and Tu Shanjun, what they have to do is also in the overall situation.

He just didn't expect Wu Rong to have the courage to sacrifice his life for the country.

Qiu Longjue cupped his hands and said, "The ancestor will definitely be able to secure a fair fight for you. Lord, please be careful and do not underestimate the opponent. Yuan Tong..."

"..."

He told everything he knew about Yuan Tong.

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Wu Rong copied the text into a jade slip and bowed in thanks.

He had to admit that the monks in the sect might have different attitudes, but when it came to matters of life and death, they were still caring and reliable.

Maybe I shouldn't have left so decisively back then.

But he has no regrets.

Joining a sect to study and practicing on your own are both forms of practice.

Practicing anywhere is not practicing.

"I'll go back and check it in detail."

Qiu Longjue felt that there was no time to lose, so he returned to the sect: "Tai Jing will be in charge of the next matter."

"Elder, please rest assured."

Taijing responded.

Until early morning.

Wu Rong asked Yu Shen to arrange for these great saints from various sects to stay.

He couldn't go to the Ancient Immortal Tower so soon.

At least we have to wait for Taijitian’s soul to arrive so as to further improve Master’s cultivation.

It’s a pity that there aren’t that many spirits, otherwise I could wait for Master to enter the Three Flowers.

Of course, after entering Sanhua, the Ancient Immortal Tower would definitely not agree to a fair fight.

Then, Sanhua Daojun has undergone another qualitative change.

Master Tu Shanjun can be promoted, but he is still a flower, so the risk is even greater.

So now is really the best time.

He controlled the Soul Flag with the realm of one flower, while his master was at the realm of two flowers against Yuan Tong's realm of two flowers.

After seeing off the few people, Wu Rong sat down at his desk and wrote a letter, which he sent in the form of a jade slip to Yu Ren Yue who was far away in the Eastern Wilderness.

……

Donghuang.

The land of the feathered people.

Ever since Yuren Feihe was beheaded, Yuren Yue has been in control of the clan.

With great perseverance, he refined the incomplete Dao in the hand of the Taoist Master. After taking another step forward in this incomplete Dao, he faintly had the demeanor of being carried by the Great Dao.

Suddenly one day, he opened his eyes and spread out the jade slip.

See the letter for details. He laughed and said, “Good friend, I knew you could go further.”

"To cultivate destiny is to point to the sky as a ghost, which is a destiny ghost. Since I have obtained the spirit of my ancestor, I should have a deeper understanding."

“No wonder he was able to become a Taoist master on a cloudy day and open up a Hades!”

"..."

Happiness was gradually replaced by surprise.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

He thought Wu Rong was here to invite him to drink in the underworld, but he didn't expect it was for such a big event.

Wu Rong plans to use him as a channel and asks the monks to discuss the matter in detail.

Yu Renyue immediately acted as a matchmaker.

……

"Are you really going to take action?"

Inside the palace, the old fox looked at Qilin Dasikong in surprise.

Da Sikong held the chess piece for a long time without putting it down. After thinking for a while, he put it back into the basket and sighed, "In just a few days, Taijitian will send the spirit to me."

"Thank you, Grand Marshal." Wu Rong bowed in thanks.

"Can't avoid it?" Da Sikong frowned and asked, while his eyes fell on Tu Shanjun.

It was as if he was hoping that this second flower spirit could persuade his disciple.

Such a big thing is not just talk, and the more important point is that it will not benefit Taijitian at all.

He agreed to this condition because Tushan Jun could harvest souls, and they might still have a friendship in the future.

Now, isn't it like asking him to throw the Taoist priest into the water? Maybe not even a splash will be made.

At the same time, he was even more afraid that the Life Ghost Daojun and the Weapon Spirit in front of him would be desperate.

If he doesn't agree, can he get away with Niu Hong?

It should be and can be.

Da Sikong is very confident in his own abilities.

But he couldn't do that. Let alone the unexpected, any casualties would be a loss to Taiji Heaven.

Wu Rong said frankly, "The actions of the underworld are upright and aboveboard, and there is nothing that cannot be told to others."

"Not only will I fight this battle, I will win it!"

Feeling the decisive force, Da Sikong sighed and suddenly laughed.

Now he understood why the God of Nature was declining. It was because of the fear of losing. He hid from place to place, not daring to start a real war, and could only survive in the domain fortress.

As his power gradually declined, he was assimilated into the immortal way, and his divinity was long gone.

Why do we endure and survive in silence? Is it just because we want to survive?

At this moment, he truly felt that he was old.

The future belongs to the young.

And Wu Rong knew it clearly.

These old guys won't give up their positions, and the only way for young people to get to the top is to fight.

Fight and contend.

If these old immortals are not brought down, there will never be anyone to make room for the young, and there will be no future for the underworld.

Da Sikong looked at the spirit in the top corner that looked like a sculpture.

The spirit of the weapon only turned its eyes slightly and looked over.

No words, no expression.

However, the calmness and determination were palpable.

He obviously also supports Wu Rong, and is willing to be just a "spirit of the weapon".

Tu Shanjun tucked his robe into his sleeves and did not express his opinion, but he always stood by Wu Rong.

Now he is constantly refining the fierce fangs of the mythical beast White Tiger. To completely perfect the Erhua Yin and Yang, he needs to take this step. What they are doing is to bring order to the life and death in the world.

Only by perfecting heaven and earth can one achieve the fifth level of great supernatural powers.

This is a personal practice and is also beneficial to heaven and earth.

He has absorbed countless things from heaven and earth, and it is time for him to give back some of them.

……

Walk out of the Long Palace.

Strolling on the top of Luodu Mountain.

The Tianchi Lake lies horizontally above the clouds and mist, clear, unique and elegant, and the several acres of land are used to plant various kinds of magical herbs.

The alchemy furnace and refining house are no different from those in Xingluo Sea.

Wu Rong flipped his palm and held out a tall tower which was hanging in his hand. This was the treasure that manifested the Dao after he attained enlightenment.

The derived treasures do not really exist, but are the manifestation of the Tao in heaven and earth.

Any Dao Lord who wants to create his own magic weapon and then refine it with the treasures of the Dao will be able to refine the magic weapon into one that perfectly suits him.

Wu Rong did not intend to do so, as his strength was not yet sufficient to support the use of multiple magical weapons.

Not only that, he also merged all of his Five Elements Ghost Banners into the Zunhun Banner, supplemented by tens of millions of Yin Spirits, to help his master refine the teeth of the divine beast to achieve perfection in the Yin and Yang energies.

"How long will it take, Master?"

"At most half a month, at least a few days." Tu Shanjun's hoarse voice sounded.

He is a true second-level powerful being, and he is practicing the Yin-Yang Dao, so it is not difficult for him to refine the divine beast's fangs.

The only thing you need to be careful about is the fusion of the two energies, and nothing can go wrong.

"Alright."

"The organization needs to make preparations, and the sect also has sufficient funds."

Wu Rong smiled and began to explain his Dao to Tu Shanjun: "Master, the Dao I practice is to point to the sky as a ghost. I practice with the destiny of heaven, and I am a destiny ghost. After understanding the great art of cutting the sky, I can trace the fate of others, find the truth in their lives, and judge their merits and demerits, good and evil..."

"Master should be able to sense that I became a Dao Lord with great ambitions and was tainted by the Heavenly Dao."

Tushan Jun nodded slightly, Wu Rong was indeed favored by heaven.

At the same time, worry emerged in his eyes. It was not so easy to work for God. God's favor was not a golden ticket to immunity from death. Instead, it would make Wu Rong participate in many shady events.

But there is no other way around this, this is the truth that Wu Rong has figured out on his own.

“Now this business is also on the table.”

Wu Rong sighed, "Middle Earth should be a beautiful scenery again."

Tu Shanjun was stunned, the words seemed familiar.

Then he smiled and said, "I have never been to the Middle Earth, but you have a senior sister who should be there. We are going to do such a big thing, and maybe she will hear the news and rush over."

"Senior sister?!"

Wu Rong was extremely surprised.

He remembered that his master said that he was the only disciple left.

How come another world suddenly appeared?

"She is not my disciple, but my child. It is not wrong for you to call her Senior Sister."

Tu Shanjun's eyes flashed with nostalgia. After so many years, he didn't know how Jinghong was doing. He thought that the fragments of his incarnation were still safe, so it shouldn't be too bad.

As I said, no news is the best news.

"Master, you have children?" Wu Rong opened his mouth in surprise. He had never heard of his master mentioning this before, or maybe his master had mentioned it but he didn't remember it.

But that shouldn't be the case. As long as the master has mentioned it, he will definitely remember it and won't forget it.

Unless someone erased the trace of that senior sister.

"What about the mistress?"

"What kind of master's wife is this? You are also a Taoist master, but you still don't know about the rebirth of blood and the promotion of the origin."

Tu Shanjun smiled helplessly.

Wu Rong immediately understood that this was the case, but why didn’t his master find a woman if he already had children?

He also asked about this topic.

"I only hope to become an immortal in this life, how can I have such thoughts?"

Tushanjun's eyes were calm.

Romance does not suit him.

If you talk about love.

He loves many people.

But after carefully examining all these years, he can still shake his head when it comes to love between men and women.

Even when facing Sanniang, he felt more of a sense of responsibility and fear of facing someone with great supernatural powers.

This faint fear made him dare not think or speak, for fear that he would attract the other party's attention. Therefore, he laughed at himself for not being as brave as he imagined.

This is why he is so grateful to the ancestor.

If it weren't for the ancestor's Gengjin sword energy, even if they were not crushed into dust by the great masters, they would have been torn into pieces by the Daqi Sect's aristocratic families.

Tu Shanjun looked up.

It seems to have a feeling.