I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 669 Successor

"Do you have to choose one?"

"You have to choose."

"Does the chosen person want to hold the soul banner?"

This question really caught Taiyi a little off guard.

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Seeing Tu Shanjun's meaningful smile, those calm eyes seemed to have a lot of color all of a sudden.

Taiyi didn't answer, but thought about it seriously, and then said: "My junior brother and I have been living and wandering for hundreds of years, and it's hard for us to have the foundation we have today, leaving behind the inheritance of Taoism. I'm satisfied. Junior Brother, please make your own decision." He sighed and said, "At that time, I'm afraid I would have passed away long ago."

"Even if I met a former disciple of the Taiyi Ascension to Immortal Sect, the identity of the junior brother is still true."

Taiyi resolutely said: "This is the orthodox decision of me burning the form and submitting the letter, and writing the jade system in the directory. No one can change the identity of the junior."

Back then, the Zongmen's life changed drastically, and many senior brothers and sisters were scattered. He crossed over to Xiaohuangyu to recuperate his injuries, and he never received any contact. This does not mean that no one survived.

He didn't believe that so many powerful monks in the sect would not be able to survive. Maybe it was a disaster for him at that time, but there must still be people alive.

Tu Shanjun was dumbfounded, he didn't care about his identity, but he was actually thinking about another more practical and concerned issue.

"Brother should know."

"Hold the soul-respecting flag, and die to enter the flag." Tu Shanjun looked at the entrance of the main hall, the wind blows the grass like kelp dancing, the landscape swaying like a painting made by splashing ink at random, and calmly continued: "I want to break free from this Fate, the only effective way is to design and destroy the Lingbao before you die."

Taiyi lowered his head, suddenly for a long time, then raised his head to look at Tu Shanjun, with deep helplessness mixed with embarrassment, and whispered: "They won't do this."

Of course they don't.

The implication is that Taiyi himself would not do this either.

"Brother, don't you understand what I mean?"

"This is for me to choose...

"Who lives and who dies."

"Should I pick 'who'? Who lives and who dies?"

Taiyi couldn't help laughing, he looked straight at Tu Shanjun, and suddenly laughed again: "Junior brother must take himself too seriously." Taiyi pursed his lips and remained silent, he just now saw the familiarity from Tu Shanjun. However, Mr. Tu Shan shouldn't blame himself.

"It's not your fault someone died."

"Just like me."

"Without Junior Brother, I would still be able to cross Xingluo."

"I don't know what the younger brother has experienced. I believe that it is not your fault. You should pick yourself out. When you pick yourself out, will you still regret the regrets you once had?"

"Still think it was your fault?"

There was a flash of light in Tu Shanjun's eyes, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The light flashed and turned into calm.

"We're all carrying a lot of stuff and fighting for it."

"However, not all struggles can have the best results, not all living can follow your wishes, and not all deaths are expected by the world."

"In this world, who can not die?"

Tu Shanjun bowed his head and did not speak.

Taiyi picked up the tea on the table and said: "Cultivation is not the goal, but the means to achieve various 'dreams'."

I thought I could convince Tu Shanjun.

Who would have guessed.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Tu Shanjun leaning against the seat.

He was picking up the wine gourd hanging from his waist, seeing his eyes gathered, he even waved his sleeve and lifted it over, shaking the plain gourd, as if asking Taiyi again if he wanted to drink.

Taiyi waved his hand.

He understood.

A monk who can cultivate into a Nascent Soul can't be shaken by a few words.

Not to mention Nascent Soul, the same is true for those Jindan real people.

If you say that with sincerity, you will be moved. After being moved, what should be done is not what should be done.It is obviously unrealistic to try to use a few words to make a person make a major decision for himself.

"Row."

"No choice."

"No choice?"

"No choice."

"The suzerain is appointed by me personally."

"Who?"

"Yu Long."

Tu Shanjun was stunned for a moment, and hung the gourd on the belt buckle around his waist: "I think we should ask the opinions of the two of them." Then he said: "In any case, let the younger generation have a choice, you should How should I put it, 'respect', yes, respect, respect for others."

Seeing Taiyi's slightly surprised eyes, Tu Shanjun seemed to understand Taiyi's implied meaning.

'Do parents especially respect the wishes of their children?Will a master respect his disciples? 'Tu Shanjun doesn't know what others do, but he must respect it himself.However, this is the world of practice after all, even ordinary people, it seems that unless their children have great prospects, they will not be too 'respectful'.

Mr. Tu Shan didn't want to interfere at first, so after thinking about it, he said, "Both of you should ask about their choices."

They can't be the two old things without authorization. If someone wants to be the suzerain and someone doesn't want to be the suzerain, and if they choose the wrong person, wouldn't they have to embarrass him.

At that time, Taiyi let go of his hands, and Tu Shanjun will take care of it in the end.

Get up.

Tu Shanjun, who took a step, stopped slightly, turned his head and asked: "Is there really no cure?"

"How to cure the living, how to save the dead."

"If you want to survive, I'm afraid there is only the legendary magic medicine."

"Miraculous medicine, living dead, flesh and bones. Think about it, I have never seen it." Taiyi seemed to be in a good state of mind, and he could still smile, and the smile was very bright, and he was not worried about his time. Nothing but frowns and worries.

"I understand."

"The evil energy of the Ghost Sea is about to dry up. Recently, there have been frequent problems with my formation. I don't know if there is a problem inside the Ghost Sea or someone damaged it. I have to repair it."

After all, Qianyuan is not a small enclave, and it used to be the site where Taiyizong started, and now it is more important. In addition, the land of Jinao can also be used as a horn, reaching up to the East China Sea, and pressing down on the expansion of Wanfazong.

Such an important territory is not easy to give up. Over the years, Wanfazong always wanted Taiyizong to give up the two places, and also allowed them to stretch their muscles, but Taiyi never let go.

One is that Wan Fazong really did not have the conditions to impress him, and the other is that this place can restrain Donghai.

Otherwise, it would have been packaged and sold to Wanfazong long ago.

"it is good."

"How's Donghai-kun doing?"

"It's okay."

"The East China Sea Lord's lifespan is exhausted, and once he walks out of the Ruins of No Shore Return, he will surely perish. In it, he can still maintain his true form. In another sixty years, absorbing the Yin God and Yang God of the East China Sea Lord should allow the soul banner to advance to the Dao soldiers." Tu Shanjun was amazed that the space opened up had such a function.

As long as the yin gods included in it can't break the blockade, they will be slowly eroded until they completely become the soul's blessings.

However, if Lord Donghai's yin god and yang god die, even if the soul banner is promoted, he will also lose the help of a venerable, which is indeed a pity.

However, it is impossible for everything to be perfect, and only if you give up can you get it.

It's not that Mr. Tu Shan didn't think about using Wu'an Returning Ruins to preserve the Yin God's sanity. Perhaps there are flaws. The Yin Soul's sanity included in it does exist, but it will gradually be eroded to nothing left.

To say that it is similar to the blessed land and the cave, is better to say that it is more like a magical technique to seal other things. After all, it can only store and seal living things, and does not have the aura used by monks.

Sure enough, the magic weapon is the magic weapon.Most of the spells and supernatural powers are possessed by ordinary magic weapons, and there is nothing too unusual about them.

……

Today's Jade Palace is extremely lively.

The master has not called the disciples together for a long time.

Such a rare opportunity coincided with the fact that the affairs of the sect were in order and did not need to sit in charge, so Yu Long came in person.

Those who can sit in the hall are all direct disciples.In his impression, the master never recruited other than the registered disciples when he was young.

That is, the first three brothers.

Yu Long, who was dressed in a golden jade fire robe, had already grown up and grown into a handsome young man. His appearance was undoubtedly extremely handsome, and his every move was elegant and heroic. Sitting there cross-legged, like a high mountain.

Yu Long looked up at the senior brothers seated in front.

Senior brother Qian Fei, who was full of vigor back then, looks a lot older, this is the trace left by the years.

Monks will also age, but they age very slowly, and most of the major changes in appearance occur at the end of life.The other two senior brothers are somewhat similar, senior brother Zhang Dezi has a big belly, and senior brother Xu Zhao looks even thinner.

The only one who was out of place was an old man in a red robe.

That was indeed an old man.

Pale white hair mixed with light gray and pitiful black, even if it is tied up, the hanging hair is like a bead curtain fluffy to cover the gully on the face.The gray eyebrows hid the eyes very deeply. When I looked over, I couldn't see the eyelids and pupils because of the light of the oil lamp.

The old man seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at him, his thick red robe remained motionless, and he turned his head sideways.

At this time, Yu Long saw the old man's pupils, which were three white eyes hanging above. When the man saw that it was him, his eyes gradually fell back, and he nodded like a real old man, showing gentleness. Smiling, then nodded, looking very kind.

'Brother Qiu, Qiu Wandao! '

Yu Long also nodded.

This is his senior brother, Qiu Wandao.

an old man.

This brother is quite legendary.

Jiazi re-cultivated Sangong at an advanced age, and then he cultivated to the Golden Core realm within 30 years, and later became Yuanying Zhenjun. His current cultivation base should be in the middle stage of Yuanying, which is one level higher than him.

You especially remember that when he was young, he had listened to Brother Qiu's lectures.

At that time, everyone was carefree, every day was just playing and cultivating, and then in class, they competed to see who had the highest cultivation.Oh, and of course there was one guy who looked very gloomy, not just because of his looks, but because of himself.

That is Brother Wu.

Now Brother Wu's cultivation has also reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he is afraid that he will become the first monk in their generation to break through the late stage of Nascent Soul.

The banquet reached its climax after Taiyi's appearance.

After Taiyi cared about it, it was the brothers and sisters who greeted each other, and those who brought gifts gave gifts, and got closer to the master. Until the sunset, Taiyi put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said seriously: "I'm looking for you to come back today. There is an important matter."

"Now that the sect has stabilized, it is time to elect the next suzerain."

The audience was silent and there was an uproar.

They didn't expect this to be the case.

"My Taiyi sect has only been established for 200 years, and my master is in his prime. How can I choose the next suzerain so quickly?"

"Brother said, is it too early?"

"..."

"I'm old, and the future will be your world after all."

While Taiyi was relieved, he suppressed everyone's doubts: "The next suzerain must be higher than Yuanying."

Everyone's eyes turned around immediately, looking at the two people in the hall.

The two looked different.

(End of this chapter)