I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 688 Interception
March.

Rolling boats and carts.

……

Northwest of Star Luo.

The ancient city.

Different from the general Xiuxian city, this city is very majestic.

When the bell and drum resounded.

Thousands of sails rise, ten thousand boats fall.

On the deck of the spirit boat in the distant sky, a monk in a black Taoist robe looked out.

The cultivator was tall, about seven feet tall, with black hair and black pupils, sharp edges and corners, only a little bluish-white color on his skin, he looked extremely strong, but he didn't seem to have a healthy complexion.

However, the paleness of his complexion and palms is not really sick.

Because the aura emanating from this person is obscure and powerful, it can be seen that he is a high-level cultivator, so he should not judge whether he is healthy or unhealthy.

Waving the sleeve robe, a pair of scarlet eyes poked out.

The demon head peeled off his sleeve robe and looked at the fluttering iron flag erected by Ling Zhou.

The flagpole is made of green gold, and the flag surface is also woven with light golden silk script, only the three large characters written on it are dark gold, flowing along with the fluttering of the flag surface.

It stands to reason that it is clearly not a strange banner, but the devil's expression was surprised, and then he turned to look at the black-robed and black-haired Taoist: "Sir, aren't we going to the Alchemy Alliance?"

The black-eyed and black-haired Taoist said lightly: "The Pill League is not reliable."

The Danmeng Qimeng of Star Luohai merged.

After the Kunpeng Sect appeared, the pressure on the Xingluo Sea's sects became more and more intense. In order to resist the pressure from the big sects, many small sects annexed each other.

Those who already had a relationship of interest chose deeper cooperation, just like Danmeng and Qimeng.

If it weren't for Yuan Daomeng's backing from Donghuang, he might have to do the same.

……

"Have you heard?"

"what?"

"The matter of the ancestor of the Taiyi sect, it is said that the ancestor of the Taiyi sect defected from the sect."

"It's true."

"Of course it's true."

"In the final analysis, it's still a conflict of interests. What's so strange about it? The ancestors of the sect are also human beings. Where there are human beings, there will be conflicts."

"That's not the case with the Kunpeng Sect. It is said that the Kunpeng Sect split into two sects. It was the death of Venerable Fuyao that allowed Venerable Chuiyun to unify. Now the Kunpeng Sect is not as good as before."

On the deck of the spirit boat, monks gathered in twos and threes to chat.

Instead, he was concerned about his own livelihood, but more like he was worried about Da Zong's situation and the struggles among those high-ranking ancestors. The descriptions of each one were resounding, as if he had witnessed these with his own eyes.

"If you say that this Taiyi sect should have such a calamity, it is said that people can share adversity but not wealth."

"Back then, the Taiyi Sect swept through the armies of the Hehuan Sect and the Beast Control Sect. It was so domineering. At this moment of stability, the same drama of brothers fighting for power and profit has also been staged."

"It's a pity."

"Hey, what arrogance. If the Yuan Dao League hadn't cut off the resource transportation of the Hehuan Sect and the Beast Sect, and the Golden Ao Palace assisted in the city defense, Taiyi Sect alone would have been able to beat it?"

"..."

"Hey, why do you think Yuandaomeng insists on helping Taiyizong?"

Seeing that even a few monks not far away also pricked up their ears, the monk dressed as a Confucian scholar in green shirt coughed twice, and said with bright eyes: "This has a lot of background. It is said that The ancestor of the Taiyi Sect came to the Yuandao League in person and had a long talk with the daughter of the leader of the Yuandao League..."

"And that witch from the Hehuan Sect tipped off the news, that's why..."

"Huh."

"drink."

"It turns out that there is still this layer, fellow daoist, continue to talk."

"Hey, the rest of the matter is in the book. If you want to know what will happen next, you might as well buy a copy. It's not expensive, but it's just a middle-grade spirit stone."

"A profiteer."

"..."

"Give me a copy."

"Give me a copy too."

"..."

……

Tu Shanjun also held a two-finger-thick book in his hand.

After flipping through the content, most of the writings are some chronicles of scenery, among which his chapters are obviously added.

Among them are some veteran monks.

The history that the Confucian scholar found from there is too wild.

Originally, I wanted to hear what these monks had to say, but it seems that they will turn to private affairs in the end.Perhaps this is the common problem of people, they don't care about the truth, they only like gossip and legends.

As for the so-called explicit content, Tu Shanjun couldn't make any waves, so he rolled up the book in a lack of interest.

The devil smiled: "My lord"

Seeing Tu Shanjun's staring gaze, the devil shut up embarrassingly.

The old devil really doesn't care about these monks, but the old devil will.

"Senior, are you dissatisfied?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator who was selling books stepped forward.

Seeing that other people were admiring or blushing, only this senior in black Taoist robe lacked interest. As a well-known and proud Moji, he immediately bravely stepped forward.

At first he didn't dare, this senior seemed very powerful after all, but after this person bought a tome casually, he became bolder.

Since we are like-minded people, we always have common topics.

"Senior is not satisfied that I still have a revised version."

Tu Shanjun glanced at the multiple volumes in the hands of the foundation-building cultivator and said, "It's not true."

"what?"

Immediately, Mo Ji didn't care about the next offense, and asked loudly: "Senior said, isn't it true?"

"Of course not true."

Hearing a very different voice resounding behind him, Mo Ji turned his head abruptly.

He saw the cultivator standing in the distance and forcing the spirit boat to stop.

The man had a smile on his face, he was wearing a blue-colored spiritual robe, and he was holding a golden steel fork.

With a light swing, the sharpest branch of the steel fork immediately attached a large piece of light, and finally formed a golden blade that looked cracked. He said loudly, "Why do you leave in such a hurry, fellow daoist?"

Tu Shanjun looked as usual, staring at Venerable Chuiyun who stopped him: "It seems that there is your eyeliner inside the sect. It took so long to make a move. Hasn't fellow Taoist refined the Kunpeng inheritance?"

Venerable Chuiyun laughed loudly and said, "Of course."

Turning to look at Xiaojiu Xiu, he said in surprise, "Don't you know who he is?"

Mo Ji was completely stunned.

He only felt that his brain and body were all stiff, and even Yinshen couldn't move. He suppressed the fear and squeezed out a voice: "No... I don't know."

"Didn't you just tell his story, why don't you recognize him now?"

Hearing this, Mo Ji fell to the ground with a thud.

And the monks gathered on the deck hurriedly threw the scrolls in their hands aside one by one, and those who reacted slowly could only hold the scrolls, whether to throw it or not, and buried their heads in horror.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked the skirt of his clothes.

They didn't expect that the righteous master just talked about was by their side.

He also listened to a story with them, and even bought a book with Hua Lingshi.

However, this is not the scariest.

The most terrifying thing is that their life and death are all in this person's thought.Once Gao Xiu got into trouble with them, not to mention those who read books, even those who listened to Mo Ji's words would have to wring their heads off and use them as chamber pots.

"Alas!"

"Bitter too!"

"Damn Mo Ji, you've hurt me."

"..."

The devil said in a panic: "Master, what should we do now?"

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Wait for what?"

The devil almost blurted out 'wait for death', seeing Tu Shanjun so calm, he couldn't help but calm down in panic, although the old devil is cruel and inhumane, at least the old devil will not tell lies to lie to it.

"Wait someone."

Tu Shanjun looked towards the distant sky.

"If you don't step out of the formation, I may not be able to relax so easily."

Venerable Chuiyun said through voice transmission: "Spiritual birds choose trees to live in, and good officials choose masters to serve."

"My Chuiyun's cultivation level is enough to cross Xingluo. If you and I cooperate, we should be able to seek the great way together. Why should we bow down to a monk with insufficient cultivation base and humiliate ourselves for nothing."

"Come on, fellow daoist, I know you have something to rely on, otherwise you wouldn't have left the sect's great formation."

"But no matter who Xing Luohai is today, he is no match for me." Venerable Chuiyun said calmly, it was confidence in his own strength.

……

"coming."

A monk in a white robe walked through the air and appeared on the other side of the spirit boat.

It was a stern man, with an ancient sword on his back, his cloak fluttered slightly when he was walking, and his eyes were condensed, like the cold moon sword light splitting the darkness, letting this touch of whiteness turn into a glow.

The devil's throat rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of spittle. It didn't expect that it would be this person who came to save them.

No, maybe this person didn't come to rescue them, but let them go in a dignified manner, and then blocked them, so that he could take over the Taoist soldiers with spirit weapons openly.

He quietly looked at the old devil's expression.

The old devil seemed to have expected it.

"Master, this..."

"Are you surprised?"

Tu Shanjun said lightly: "Only four people know about my departure, Wu Rong, Qiu Wandao, Yu Long and Venerable Taihua."

"However, not long after I left the sect, the news spread all over the world. Even the monks who took the boat with us all said the truth. Could it be natural fermentation?"

The devil swears: "There is a pusher!"

"Yes, there is a pusher."

"Such an obvious conspiracy, who else but him?"

The devil curled his lips and said: "It seems that Chuiyun is not very good, he didn't even see such a simple scheme."

"Whether or not you see it doesn't affect Chuiyun's action."

The devil froze for a moment, and said as if he had come to his senses: "Late stage of transformation?"

"If you have strength, you can break it with your own strength."

Tu Shanjun patted the devil's head, then sighed.

The devil is the devil, even though he is a devil, he is not very smart, otherwise he would not be tricked by Wu Rong, let alone fail to understand these things.Demons are not necessarily smart, but a demon leader who can live to be famous all over the world must be smart.

……

"You are Taiyi's reliance?"

Venerable Chuiyun looked at the stern monk carrying the ancient sword.

Venerable Taihua watched Chuiyun calmly, without saying anything.

Only the ancient sword behind him neighed.

Chuiyun, who stretched his Dharma eyes, saw Venerable Taihua's aura, and said with a serious expression: "Fellow Daoist is actually in the late stage of transformation. You and I start to fight, it's not just a simple point."

Venerable Taihua said: "Let him go, you keep the secret for thousands of years, we don't need to do anything."

"Ah."

"Fellow Taoist is really whimsical."

"Do you know what that is? Possessing the treasure of the spirit of the weapon, not to mention that this opportunity is blocked by a fellow Taoist, even if it is a saint who refines the void, I am not afraid at all."

Venerable Chuiyun sneered, and opened his mouth to spit out a small cauldron.

Yingfeng turned into a big tripod and landed at his feet to lift him up.

He has already refined the previous Kunpeng inheritance, and even advanced to the late stage of Huashen stage. This wild cultivator who came out of nowhere just said a few words as if asking him to back down, isn't it just a joke.

After seeing Taiyi use the thunder talisman, Chuiyun knew that Taiyi must have a special background, but this was not the reason for him to shrink back.

Unless this person also has the same talisman.

The question is does he have it?

(End of this chapter)