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Chapter 228 Where is the Soul?
That night.

The roar of the shaking sky awakened Beiluoshan.

Under the dark light of the moon, the guardian array flickered slightly.

Tu Shanjun turned and walked in. When he reached the door, the door and window had already been shattered by the mana of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the moonlight shrouded a figure lying on the ground.

Trembling.

Unstable mana fluctuations.

The lush locust tree is covered with a layer of silver gauze, and scattered spots of light fall on the small courtyard with bluestone slabs.

The courtyard is no longer as tidy as it used to be.

Although it still looked orderly, it was overcast.

Tiny weeds drilled out of the gaps in the floor tiles, crushing the original intact bluestone slabs.

Like a seriously ill patient, let go.

Cover the face with the final white cloth.

Tu Shanjun raised his head, the bright moonlight was cold and silent.

The footsteps paused slightly, Xunguang looked at the two people in front of the table.

The vitality is gone, leaving only an empty shell.

Tu Shanjun's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Is it 'sad' or 'take care'?
It doesn't seem so timely.

……

Russian and.

noisy.

The sound of chaotic footsteps after Ju Xiao.

The gate of the small courtyard was crowded with monks.

The shadow flame of the torch swayed, reflecting the monk's expression.

Either surprised, or bewildered...

There are so few elders who know about it, that most of them don't even know what happened.

It wasn't until they came to the small courtyard and saw the cultivator wrapped in black robes like a little sun that they realized the seriousness of the matter. Those with insufficient cultivation were immediately blocked on the periphery and could not approach.

It's a pity that people just can't change their hearts to watch the excitement.

Even though he was facing the Jindan cultivator, this was the hinterland of the Ding family in Beiluoshan. There were Jindan Patriarchs and more than a dozen elders of the Foundation Establishment Clan, so he would not be too worried or afraid.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, but wasn't this courtyard sealed off two years ago, so people from the clan were not allowed to approach?"

"It seems that I haven't seen it since then..." The pupils of the whispering clansmen narrowed, and they almost blurted out Father Ding's name.

The clansmen beside him hurriedly stopped him: "Speak carefully!"

It turned out that the eyes of the clan elders had followed their reputation and were staring at them sternly.

"The old man is here."

When the sound was heard, all the clansmen gave way to a narrow road.

The patriarch of the Ding family stepped into the small courtyard, and waved his mana into a mask to keep everyone out.

"The elders stay here, everyone else should go back." Youyou's voice fell into the ears of the clansmen.

The elders of the clan also started to drive people away.

After a while, only the clan elders who established the foundation were left in front of the courtyard.

The aura of the Jindan cultivator is like a turning spark that blooms without the moonlight.

Old Ancestor Ding walked under the big locust tree, only a few steps away from the threshold, looked at the crooked figure in front of the table, and said softly, "My child..."

bass!
The mana ripples shook, and a figure rushed in front of Patriarch Ding, grabbing his collar.

The moment he raised his fist, Patriarch Ding had already hit the mana barrier.

"why?"

"You said that as long as you're here, they'll be fine."

"You said it!"

Ancestor Ding was unprepared, and even the magic power around him had been withdrawn long ago. Because of the obstruction of the ripples, the clan elders who blocked the door could not hear what they said, but could only see the sudden burst of light and flashing figure.

Seeing Patriarch Ding being grabbed by the collar by Ding Xie and bumping into the mana barrier.

The elders outside the courtyard exclaimed 'Old Ancestor' one after another.

About to unleash his power.

Tu Shanjun's face became colder, and when he raised his eyebrows, his spiritual sense suddenly expanded, completely locking the 11 people.

The mighty power of the Golden Core cultivator immediately immobilized all those who moved rashly.

The patriarch of the Ding family raised his hand, motioning all the clan elders to retreat.

His expression was throbbing, and finally he sighed quietly, with deep regret.

Reaching out to take off the magic crown on the top of the head, the hair that should have been neatly tied suddenly fell down. The ancestor of the Ding family handed over the crown and the hairpin: "This old man broke his promise."

This is undoubtedly a great gift.

Especially when walking as an elder.

If the ordinary family encountered such a thing, they would not even bother.

Even if there are complaints, the interests of the family will always be higher than that of the individual, and there will be no scene where the ancestor apologizes in person.

Still such a great gift.

What met her was a pair of red eyes, with bloodshot roots.

It doesn't matter how the face is, the blood and tears are muddy into a drop.

"I don't want to hear an apology!"

"Why, why did they die."

"When I left..."

A trace of black air grew and climbed onto Ding Xie's face

The divine light in Tu Shanjun's eyes flickered, and he said secretly: "No, it's actually a demonic image!"

If the miasma of the five elements and the six thieves rebelled, and the spirit of Yin was corroded, they would lose their sanity and become insane, becoming the devil of cholera, and even arousing the crusade of monks all over the world.

The patriarch of the Ding family obviously realized it too.

Flipping his hands, a purple light talisman landed in the hands of the ancestor of the Ding family.

He promised Ding Xie's parents with the oath of heaven that he would rescue Ding Xie if he saw that he was in a state of madness. The purple talisman in his hand was one of the means of suppressing the bottom of the box, which was enough to help Ding Xie calm down.

About to make a move.

Only a little golden light shrouded it.

Ding Xie suddenly felt that there was an old ape with closed eyes in front of him, and even the black air around him evaporated completely.

Gradually loosen the clenched white fingers.

Tu Shanjun walked to Ding Xie's side, and his spiritual consciousness locked on the ancestor of the Ding family.

With the state of mind of False Pill, it is impossible to be so easily possessed by demons. Even if distracting thoughts are allowed to breed, it is just a waste of some means.

The dark steaming scene just now revealed something weird.

However, the true meaning of the Demon Ape's Determination Fist is enough to destroy and suppress it.

The true meaning in itself is strong enough, and Tu Shanjun has advanced to the Jindan state, even if someone at the same level is about to be enchanted, he can be dragged back.

Now is not the time to delve into it.

If you want to fight, even Ding Xie will show mercy.

He, Mr. Tu Shan, will not be merciful.

If you want to be an enemy, kill them all and leave no one alive.

As long as Ding Xie opens his mouth, they can be slaughtered tonight.

Wordless, but the most steadfast support.

Ding Xie let go of his hand, and was in a trance for a moment, but when he closed his eyes, he could still remember it vividly.

……

Mother put down the booklet of spiritual arts.

Immediately after that.

"Sambo, kneel down!"

After drinking, Ding Xie turned over and knelt in front of his parents.

When he fell to the ground, the dust on the ground stuck to his face, mixed with tears and turned into muddy water, smearing his handsome face.

"After your father and I die, don't seek trouble from the family members."

"Sambo, can you promise your parents this last wish?"

He knew that his parents were waiting for him to say a word.

Tears welled up, choked in his throat, and even his body trembled.

The monk who was at the peak of foundation building and had a fake mood could not give an answer.

The night was silent.

The lifeless parents sat in front of the table, waiting for Ding Xie's answer.

Ding's father and Ding's mother knew that Sanbao had his own ideas.

But because of this, once the three treasures are out of restraint, more intense conflicts will only erupt.

There were clues last time, and now that the foundation of the Three Treasures is at the peak, and there are Jindan cultivators on the side, it will only hurt both sides in the end.

This is a situation that the two of them do not want to see.

"Do you have to ask your parents to ask you?"

"Well……"

Ding Xie clenched his teeth violently, several teeth were cracked, and blood from the cracks flowed out from the corners of his mouth, staining the gums and mouth.

The fishy sweet taste is full, but only bitter.

Kowtowing to the ground, he fell heavily.

"Baby, promise!"

……

Tu Shanjun, who had already noticed that something was wrong, did not use his spiritual sense to spy.

He also has no intention of inquiring into other people's private affairs.

The five senses and six senses were suppressed to the lowest level, so he didn't know what Ding Xie said to his family after he started, and what happened.

Time was so tight, the Ding family members gathered as soon as the whistling sound started, and he was not given any chance to react.

But the ancestor of the Ding family would take the initiative to bow his head and apologize, and even offered the purple talisman with his hands.

This is what Tu Shanjun did not expect.

No matter what the other party wanted, Tu Shanjun did not let down his vigilance, nor did he despise him just because he was at the top of the same level.

……

Ding Xie who came back to his senses let go of his whitened hands.

The noisy veins disappeared, leaving only a face as cold as frost, and the piercing coldness in his eyes gradually faded away, leaving only the calm indifference of Gujing.

silence.

Under the faint moonlight, Ding Xie turned and walked towards the door, stopping at the threshold.

Lips quivered, eyes throbbed.

As if holding back something, he spit out the words:
"Give me the souls of their elders."

"I don't know what secrets the family has, and I don't care about these things at all."

"From now on, you will take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge."

Tu Shanjun frowned, and with a sweep of consciousness, there was no soul of Ding Xie's parents left in the room, no wonder Ding Xie would ask about the soul at this time.

Because he didn't want to get involved with peeping, Tu Shanjun didn't pay attention at first.

Looking at it now, this matter is clearly revealed to be weird.

Ding Xie was able to endure the pain of Longhu and calm down, not only because of the true meaning of the determination boxing, but also because the souls of his parents were held in the hands of others.

As the words sounded in my ears, Tu Shanjun's eyes became sharper, and when he opened his ghost hand, he was about to form the seal of heaven and seal to condense the legal domain.

No matter what the reason is, a fierce battle is inevitable, and it happens that all the top combat power of the Ding family are gathered here, saving him from wasting effort.

Seeing that the Golden Core Ghost Cultivator in black robe was about to seal the seal of the Dharma Domain, the ancestor of the Ding family suddenly became serious: "This old man did not detain the souls of the two of them."

"Earlier, the old man tried his best to stop it, just because he thought it could be saved again, so how could it be so?"

"family……"

When Ding Chuanli stepped forward, he was facing Tu Shanjun who was in the Golden Core Realm.

He remembered Tu Shanjun. Three years ago, both of them were at the peak of Foundation Establishment. At that time, the cultivation of the black-robed ghost was still fluctuating. He did not expect to see him today. .

Not to mention that Ben reached an agreement with Ding Xie's parents.

Even if there is a misunderstanding now, if the two golden elixirs fight, Beiluoshan may be smashed to pieces.

The losses at that time were incalculable.

"enough!"

"Where is the soul?!"

"Where is the soul!!" The word almost blurted out in a growl.

Tu Shanjun looked directly at the patriarch of the Ding family, and slowly said: "Fellow Daoist, return the souls of my brother's parents."

The patriarch of the Ding family shook his head and said, "I can't do anything about the secrets of the family foundation."

"If fellow daoist can beat this old man, I won't continue to obstruct him."

Tu Shanjun did not respond, but looked at Ding Xie.

There are only two kinds of inquiries in the gaze: "To die or to live?"

　The recent update has been relatively stretched, and it is also because Lingshan is relatively confused. Sometimes I will fall into self-doubt, and then a lot of reflection.

　　Too eager to make progress is not a good thing, the style of writing will be vain, and even people will lose their original intention of writing.

　　Writing a book is not just to make money, but to write good things that you like.

　　It's not shabby to rely on hobbies to eat, I just don't want to turn it into an exaggerated thing.

　　You can't push forward because of flattery, and you can't doubt yourself because of doubts.

　　Therefore, it is also good to actively reduce the heat.

　　At my level, I understand that false fame and fortune will only become pressure.

　　It is a very tiring thing to be burdened by fame and fortune that does not belong to you.

　　What the author relies on is the work.

　　A good work is the confidence, otherwise it will fall miserably if it is too high.

　　It seems a bit off topic.talk to you later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)