I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 476
That figure was surprisingly familiar, more like a dream bubble.

Wu Tou pinched himself hard.

The flesh and blood turned black under the brute force. He felt the pain, but felt that the pain was too unreal.Can't help grinning.

Surprise or surprise.

Or unbelievably dazed.

Malu stood there in a daze.

In the past, they thought that the king died on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the remaining body and the lost magic weapon, everyone knew that the king was dead.

Even when they heard the news, they thought it was fake. Even if the young master went to confirm it, it might be fake.

Even though they desperately hoped that it would be true.

Until that person came back.

From the gate of the Ghost King Hall.

The familiar black robe, the familiar breath, and even the voice and appearance that have been somewhat forgotten.The light looked extraordinarily dazzling, making it difficult to see the person's face, let alone tell whether it was real or illusory.

If it was fake, he hoped the illusion would last a little longer.

The thin body in a thin robe knelt on the ground with a puff, and his head hit the ground fiercely. The sound woke up the distracted crowd like a signal, and he roared: "Mr.!"

"Nie Quanjiu, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

The other three were about to kneel immediately, but they were straightened by a huge force.

A pair of black iron boots appeared in front of Nie Quanjiu.

The owner of the iron boots helped Nie Quanjiu who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly and indifferently: "I didn't need you to kneel back then, and I don't need you to kneel now."

Listening to those unfamiliar yet familiar words, Nie Quan Jiulao burst into tears, and the tears flowed down his wrinkles.

20 years is not too long for Jindan Zhenren.

They should have 400 years left to live.

Looking at the empty throne, Tu Shanjun walked past the crowd and said with a little emotion: "It's the same as before, nothing changed."

It's just that Tu Shanjun didn't sit down, but faced everyone.

Malu staggered two steps, looked up at Tu Shanjun standing on the steps, raised his arms, and shouted loudly: "My lord, you are back!"

Tu Shanjun looked at the four of them quietly.

Then, he raised his eyes slightly to look at the mountains and rivers of Daheishan, and the people he couldn't count.He found that he could no longer absorb the power of the incense, just like he couldn't use the stone statues condensed by the incense to inspect the entire Great Black Mountain.

"The Dao seed of the incense is gone, so the power of the incense in this place cannot be gathered." Tu Shanjun murmured softly, his eyes didn't know whether it was reminiscence or staring, and there was nostalgia for a stable land.

The time in Daheishan is undoubtedly busy, but there is an indescribable relaxation.There is no need to fight, there are not so many life and death fights, this kind of stability makes people want to sleep here forever.

But he couldn't stop himself.

When he returned to Daheishan, he could no longer use the stone statue to patrol the world, and he could no longer increase his strength with the power of incense and fire. Mr. Tu Shan knew that the karma between him and Daheishan had been cut off by him.

He didn't sit down, but stood quietly in front of the steps.

If he is no longer a king, how can he sit on the throne.

"How many monks are there in Daheishan?" Tu Shanjun turned to look at Nie Quanjiu.

Nie Quanjiu didn't need to look at the jade slips at all. These things were already familiar to him, so he hurriedly said, "There are 310 nine registered monks, including six Golden Cores, 37 Foundation Establishment monks, and more than two hundred Qi training monks..."

"How come there are so few?"

"In the past 20 years, many foundation-building cultivators have led soldiers and horses to stand on their own."

"Later, they were threatened by the Corpse Demon Sect and the Blood Evil Sect, and most of the monks left. Half a year ago, the veterans dismissed a group of them to dig out all the resources, and only these monks who were willing to leave with the young master remained."

"But the king is back. As long as the king raises the banner, the entire Netherland will surrender at the king's feet. At that time, our Great Black Mountain will rise again and become the top force in the wasteland."

Although Nie Quanjiu had some bad premonitions in his heart, he still said it, looking hopefully at the tall figure standing on the steps.As long as the king returns, then Daheishan will be able to regain its glory.

Their fates were all changed by the king, who made them cultivate into golden cores. If he had to be loyal to anyone, he felt that following Mr. Tu Shan was the most correct decision he had made in his life.

Speaking of this, Nie Quanjiu couldn't help but think of the time when he first met Tu Shanjun.

As if every other day.

"Your Majesty!"

Malu also looked forward with anticipation.

How he wished Tu Shanjun could sit on that throne again.

Tu Shanjun didn't avoid their eyes, he was silent for a while, and said sadly: "The small wilderness is too small, you can't become a fairy if you stay in the small wilderness, if the power is still there, maybe I will..."

Then shook his head, not so much if.

Tun Chan secretly sighed, he was equally happy, but felt that he shouldn't live like this for the rest of his life.It is hard for them to imagine the strength of Yuanying Zhenjun. With such a great king sitting in charge, it is not impossible to rule the Netherland.

They can even continue to attack cities and seize territories.Get rid of the sects that get in the way, and grab the needed resources.

Nie Quanjiu has been instilling in them the idea of ​​making great achievements and achieving greatness for thousands of years, but he forgot that they are actually cultivators of immortals.

Those who cultivate immortals should aim to become immortals.

They used to rely on the king because they were weak, but now that they have cultivated golden cores, they should go to see the outside world instead of continuing to nest in Daheishan.

In the past 20 years, he had asked himself countless times whether he wanted to leave, until the young master came back from Wanfazong, told them that he was leaving, and promised to take them to leave the small wilderness and go to the eastern wilderness.

He was elated that night.

Finally, I was able to leave Daheishan in a legitimate way.

Finally, I no longer have to carry on with those imposed responsibilities.

really tired.

At that time, none of them knew that the king was still alive, and they all thought that the king was dead.In fact, no matter whether it is a human cultivator or a demon cultivator, there is not much loyalty, let alone a ghost cultivator.

Daheishan is still functioning now, in fact, it depends on them Jindan real people.

Seeing that the king shook his head and did not sit on the throne, Tunchan was also happy when he was disappointed.He really didn't want to continue to get lost in Daheishan, don't be obsessed with a handful of loess in Daheishan.

Nie Quanjiu stood there in a daze.

Although he had expected it in his heart, when he heard Tu Shanjun really finished speaking, he felt a sense of suffocation, and the tide of despair would swallow him up.

"wake up."

The majestic majesty like golden light rang in his ears, as if piercing through the sea of ​​consciousness, the coldness all over his body faded away.

Someone who is loyal to himself, Mr. Tu Shan, is happy.

He couldn't bear to refuse.

But some things are more important than hegemony.Shallow water can't support a big dragon, so which one of those Nascent Soul True Monarchs can stay in the small wasteland without leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

The situation has been set, and if you want to break it, you need to surpass the strength of those people.

The resources in Xiaohuangyu are limited, and there are no materials that can strengthen Lingbao.If he hadn't got the incense tree in the cave, he would definitely not be able to survive the thunder disaster.

Simply relying on evil spirits to condense the soul banner, even if the small wasteland is completely searched, it may not be able to make the soul banner go further.

Sitting on the steps.

Tu Shanjun waved his hands and said, "Sit down and talk, it's tiring to stand up."

No matter what mood they were in, everyone sat back in their seats and listened quietly.

"Follow Jinghong to the outside world, I don't worry if you follow me."

"After I finish dealing with the affairs in the Xiaohuang Territory, I will also go outside the Territory to seek further opportunities. The Wanfa Sect is a big tree, although it is attractive, it is also powerful."

"If you want to go outside the territory, just tell Xiao Jinghong directly, don't be embarrassed, and don't be afraid to speak out because of the past, I am not someone who likes to pursue these things, and I hope you don't turn them into obsessions. "

Everyone has their own ambitions, especially monks.

They can't be bound for a lifetime just because they have received benefits from Mr. Tu Shan. In this life, being trapped in Daheishan is actually no different from being trapped by a person.

Now that they have packed up the Great Black Mountain, it means that they are actually more inclined to leave with resources.

Without telling the news about the distance from Yangcheng to Daheishan, they probably followed Jinghong without knowing it.Jinghong didn't want to be so cruel, so he told them the news of Tu Shanjun's return.

Having said that, I have nothing to criticize.

Even if Jinghong didn't tell them, Mr. Tu Shan would go back to Daheishan to take a look. At that time, maybe he just took a look and didn't bother him.

Some things don't need to be explained clearly.

He took out four storage bags and distributed them to the four monks sitting here: "Here are some resources used in cultivation, take them all, I also hope that you can follow my footsteps, the lifespan of Jindan Grandmaster is eventually.... "

Tu Shanjun didn't finish speaking.

Generally, Jindan Grandmasters don't have life-extending treasures, and at most they can live for another four or five hundred years, which is already very limited.An exception like Daoist Yuyan, the golden pill that can live for 500 years is really miraculous.

After receiving the storage bag, Nie Quanjiu looked down, but did not continue to speak.

He knew that he couldn't change the king's mind, and he couldn't change anything if he continued talking.Sometimes he feels that he shouldn't be so obsessed with fame, wealth, grand plans and hegemony.

Maybe it's because he didn't realize it during his lifetime, so he can't forget it after death until he meets someone who thinks he is the master.Tu Shanjun has done a good job, but continuing to persuade seems to be forced.

Malu is different. He has been struggling in cultivation before, but he only follows Tu Shanjun because he owes his life to Tu Shanjun.It's great to be able to go out and have a look, and Wanfazong's treatment of disciples and followers is not bad.

Moreover, after all, they watched Jinghong grow up, so it's good to follow Jinghong's side.

"Thank you, King."

"..."

……

It was getting late, and Tu Shanjun slowly got up from the steps and said: "I just want to talk about these things with you. I hope that when we meet in the future, your cultivation base will be different from what it is now."

The remaining four veterans of Daheishan are still in the early stage of Jindan.

These 20 years can be said to be long or short, but it is a pity that the Lingtian was abandoned and sandwiched between the Demon Sect and Yangcheng, they couldn't practice well if they wanted to.

However, such a practice is not acceptable.

(End of this chapter)