I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1090 The End

Chapter 1090 The End
Open the book of life and death.

The mysterious breath of the great way turns into fairy mist.

Clearly find Cui Jianlu.

The Book of Life and Death records Cui Jianlu's life and marks his date of death.

To be precise, he is dead, but his spirit still exists in the world.

Because his future soul was taken away, he, who had no future, could only lie in the coffin in a daze waiting for his soul to return. Unfortunately, the ancestor of the Cui family could not take the soul away from the Zunhun Banner.

Come forward.

The defeated soldiers built a high platform.

The Lord of the Underworld standing at the top waved the soul flag.

call.

The Avenue of Life and Death outlines a pair of shackles, and the aura of yin and yang engraves a divine talisman.

A vast desolate platform can be vaguely seen, as if it is an ancient tomb that encompasses the heaven and the earth.

Chaos and evil turn into ghosts and gods.

A figure then appeared.

Taiyin refines the body, Taiyang refines the spirit.

When body and spirit become one, the other side is within reach.

Next to the peach blossoms of life and death and the yin and yang millstone, the originally shattered red spider lilies changed.

Under the guidance of the great inspiration, the flower of the other shore bloomed again from the broken pieces, but this time it should not be called the flower of the other shore, but the flower of reincarnation.

A breath of Tao.

There was a jingle.

A high-pitched and obscure spell was uttered.

"Cui Jianlu."

"The soul is back!"

hoarse.

Ethereal.

The voices of ghosts and gods were heard.

The ancient stage behind him, which seemed to have existed since ancient times, began to rotate as the Yin-Yang Millstone was turned on.

Boom!

Russia.

A dazed and lifeless soul walked out of the rotating void transformed by the Yin-Yang millstone.

Those who knew that spirit were the first to exclaim.

"Cui Jianlu!"

"What kind of method is this, to be able to call back souls by name, to capture a person's soul with just a treasure derived from the Great Dao!"

"..."

"incredible."

"I heard that it was Cui Jianlu's soul that was taken away by the magic weapon first."

"That's even more terrifying. Once part of the soul is taken away, the whole person will become a puppet."

"..."

Not to mention the great saints who were silent as a mouse, even the Taoists who were watching had solemn expressions.

In the past, although they faced the risk of death when they took action, everyone had a way to survive.

At worst, you can still live a second life by relying on the fragments.

It's different now.

Death is not scary, and it doesn't matter if your body dies and your soul disappears. What is scary is that even after death you will become a slave soul in heaven, and be ordered around by others for eternity.

This is what is truly terrifying.

Cui Daofeng, who was walking in the void, was extremely furious.

Originally, he wanted to take back Cui Jianlu's soul, hoping that Cui Jianlu would anchor the reincarnation so that the Ancient Immortal Tower could expand its influence in the underworld, thereby completely allowing the Cui family to rise to a higher level and have the opportunity to produce a wandering immortal.

Not only did his plan not come true, but the other party stepped on his face and sucked his soul away in front of him.

This is not just a slap in the face, but a naked insult.

The Tao cannot be insulted, and the dignity of a great family cannot be touched.

He really wanted to smash the magic weapon and the Lord of the Underworld with one blow, but he couldn't.

His mind still told him that he could accept it.

Because the old man with the sword is much stronger than him.

More importantly, he didn't really lose anything.

"Humph!"

"The final madness of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

"Just enjoy yourself!" A sneer flashed across Cui Daofeng's gloomy and dark face.

He rubbed out a sound and threw it to Ping Chaojing.

Taiyi Sect wants to use Yintian's power to establish rules for the world and restore the emperor's throne, but many people will not agree to it. Why not be the pawn at the front? Since ancient times, those who stick their heads out have never had a good end.

He has plenty of time, and Guxianlou also has enough patience.

Then it broke through the air and flew away.

Others did not hear what Sanhua Daojun said, but it was obviously not something good.

As he watched Cui Daofeng leave, Old Man Ping's eyes remained calm.

No sadness, no joy.

He knew what he was doing and understood the sect's goals.

Touching the long sword at his waist, the thin old man moved his eyes to look over there.

This sword has accompanied him in battle for too long.

Killed many people.

No words were spoken.

Silently carrying the sword.

He will use this sword to kill more people in the future, but he doesn't know how many or who he will kill. Maybe one day he will use this sword to kill himself.

"Thank you, senior!"

"If it weren't for the senior's help, my life would be in danger."

Wu Rong bowed and looked at the old Taoist priest who was not very tall.

The ghost figure beside him also bowed.

Tu Shanjun was very grateful for the help given to the sect. If it weren't for Taoist Master Ping Lao, the ancestor of the Cui family might have to fight for his life again.

Ping Chaojing's eyes fell on Wu Rong, and he laughed, returning the compliment: "Thank you for the praise from the Lord of the Underworld. Even if I were not here, Cui Daofeng might not have taken action. He is more afraid of you than you are."

As he spoke, he looked past Wu Rong at the tall monk at the top corner.

"The three flowers of Taoism will be reincarnated to protect the world."

"Your road is not easy."

Ping Chaojing sighed.

When he didn't say anything just now, he was observing Tu Shanjun's performance.

Although Tu Shanjun was sad, he was not desperate. On the contrary, there was a sense of cruelty brewing in his desperate situation.

He immediately realized that Tu Shanjun still had a trump card that he hadn't played yet, so he quickly spoke up to take it over, to prevent this ruthless boy from really using it and causing him to regret it afterwards.

Tushan Jun's gaze was more determined than ever before.

He knew exactly why he wanted to become an immortal.

Until now, he has never regarded becoming an immortal as his ultimate goal.

Becoming an immortal is a means, not an end.

The war ended.

The various Taoist masters offered their congratulations, but they were all blocked by Wu Rong.

Now is not the time to accept compliments from everyone.

His body is unstable now, the evil spirit in the banner is not complete, the millions of soldiers are still recovering, and the three flowers of Master Tushan are also condensing. In addition, the sect support definitely does not want to be completely disclosed to everyone.

Qiu Longjue cupped his hands and said, "Everyone please go back first. The Underworld will entertain you again in the future."

"Alright."

"Have a safe journey, fellow Daoist."

"..."

Regardless of whether the Dao Lords were sincere or not, they all lost their will to fight.

With Taoist Master Ping in charge, anyone who was blind enough to want to die would be doomed to fail. Even some Taoist Masters Shou Jin who had seen the clues bowed their heads and exchanged glances, as if to tell them that the plan could not be carried out as planned.

"So it's him." Elder Fu of the Wanfa Sect stroked his beard with a smile.

The Taoist Master Chongtong standing by said with surprise in his eyes, "This Taoist Master Ping is really amazing. The Cui family's ancestor was driven away by him with just a few words."

"This is a true killing god."

"The number of people who died at his hands is countless."

"Yuan Tong is far inferior to him."

"But... Taiyi Shengxian Sect... what a pity."

Elder Fu shook his head slightly.

Taiyi Sect had no solution either.

Mixing all the principles into one to form the Dao of Taiyi would bring hidden dangers to the sect.

In order to maintain the orthodoxy, they had to take action.

It's really a pity to see it in such a dilapidated state now, with only two or three cats left.

"The Taiyi Sect wants to get involved in Yintian. This matter..." Elder Fu muttered thoughtfully.

He has to report it when he gets back.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Taoist Master Chongtong beside him again. From a series of performances just now, he found that the Taoist Master Chongtong seemed to have a close relationship with the Lord of the Underworld.

I have to investigate this matter when I get back.

He asked indirectly, "Fellow Daoist Tushan, you seem to know the Lord of the Underworld."

The expression of Chongtong Daojun changed slightly, and he smiled and shook his head and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

"Oh?"

Elder Fu immediately became interested.

He even used his powerful Taoism to completely block the sound transmission. With his strength and the close distance between them, even if Sanhua Taoist was in person, he would not be able to hear it.

So he asked, "What does this mean, elder?"

Chongtong Daojun said calmly: "I think the elders know my origins."

Elder Fu nodded.

This elder's resume can be described as clean and perfect.

It has been around for just one or two hundred years.

"He is my junior brother."

"Junior brother?"

Elder Fu looked in surprise at Wu Rong, who had already withdrawn the killing formation and turned to head towards the giant ship. How come he had never heard of such a person, and such a person did not exist among the Emperor's disciples?

Could it be a disciple of other monks who had taught this elder before?

"His master..."

Elder Fu frowned. He didn't know who Wu Rong's master was, but he had just heard Wu Rong call the Soul Banner's spirit "master".

Could it be that the Taoist Master Chongtong is related to that magical weapon?

Seeing Elder Fu's eyes moving, the Taoist Master Chongtong smiled and said, "The spirit of the Honored Soul Banner is called Tushan Jun."

"Mr. Tu Shan?"

Elder Fu was even more confused.

"My name is Tushan Jinghong."

"He is my father." Tu Shan Jinghong said.

"what?!"

Elder Fu was greatly surprised, and then quickly scanned the universe with his spiritual sense to confirm that no third person heard it.

He lowered his voice and said, "Don't say that. Don't be fooled by his current prestige and the support of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect. In fact, he is now truly facing the abyss."

"Touching the cloudy sky, devouring souls and refining spirits, arresting the living and taking the dead..."

"If you take out any of these things, you will die thousands of times."

"Just because he is in danger, does that mean I don't recognize my father?" Tu Shan Jinghong smiled and shook his head.

Elder Fu was speechless.

"Good."

Elder Fu didn't know whether he should be relieved or worried. He was relieved that Taoist Chongtong was loyal and righteous, but he was also worried about the future.

If Taiyi Sect were to make rules, it would go crazy.

It would be fine if they were just strong, but the Taiyi Sect does not have the power to subdue the world. It will most likely collapse in the middle of consolidating the Emperor Fruit Heavenly Venerable position, and many people will definitely be dragged into it.

There is no need for the Wanfa Sect to get involved in this mess.

But after thinking about it carefully, Elder Fu discovered another problem.

If the Taiyi Sect fails at the last minute but the magic weapon is intact, or even makes further progress, the underworld will become a huge piece of fat meat.

If he could take advantage of the relationship between the Taoist Master Chongtong and the Soul-Respecting Banner, he could seize the opportunity to swallow up Yintian and completely become the number one in Xuanmen.

By then, perhaps even Buddhism and Taoism will have to give way.

"What is the elder thinking about?" Tu Shan Jinghong asked with a side glance.

"a chance."

"Chance?"

"The chance to become the best in the world!"

Elder Fu trembled slightly, and his flushed face slowly calmed down.

Just when he was about to say something, the strangeness on his body suddenly disappeared.

"Let's go, we can return to the sect now."

Elder Fu seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened and turned to give orders to the disciples of Wanfa Sect who were locking up the thousand gates.

Since there is no major war, there will be no danger on the coast of the East China Sea, and no lives will be lost.

Tushan Jinghong looked at the huge ship sailing away.

She didn't go there rashly.

There will be countless opportunities in the future, so there is no need to expose yourself here.

Looking at Elder Fu who had already turned around, a strange color flashed in his pupils.

She suspected that her existence seemed to have disappeared, and she didn't expect that even Elder Fu avoided her unconsciously.

It seems that the person who attacked is very terrifying.

It is even very likely that it was his own master.

……

Wu Rong returned to the giant ship.

The cultivators in the underworld cheered and set sail.

"go home!"