I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 993 Fellow Sect

Tu Shanjun pondered for a while and frowned.

Although it was only Yan Tianjun's one-sided statement, Tu Shanjun had some idea in his mind.

If we really have to rank the closeness and distance in Taoism, he would definitely choose Taiyi Shengxian Sect first, there is no doubt about that.

Originally, he had no plan to meet with the monks from the sect.

Those with higher cultivation levels won’t tell him, and those with lower cultivation levels don’t know.

Even if he knew what caused the internal strife in the sect, he would not be able to solve the problem.

It’s better to let it go and wait quietly.

The original body was forged by relying on the evil spirit of the Pantao Divine Tree and the fallen gods, making the Zunhun Banner advance from a peerless holy weapon to a true divine weapon.

As long as you become a Taoist monarch, you can naturally enter the core circle.

You can still see it now.

It was obvious at first glance that the elegant young man was a true disciple of the sect, not to mention the little girl in the green skirt.

Yan Tianjun said that she was born to be a sword fairy and would have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment in the future. Once she grows up, she will be one of the pillars of the sect.

It would be a huge loss if either of them were lost in the forbidden land of God.

Given the nature of the Ancient Immortal Tower cultivators, once they knew his origins, it would be impossible for them not to make use of the sect's true teachings and the little girl in green skirt.

Tu Shanjun asked in a deep voice: "Does the Heavenly Lord know why they came to the forbidden land?"

"know."

Yan Tianjun was picking oranges.

After chewing two, he looked at the Red-haired Ghost Saint opposite him with some surprise.

The Ghost Saint was obviously preparing to hear what was to come.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tianjun simply replied with an "I know" and had no intention of saying anything further.

"I don't think you are a cultivator from the Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

Yan Tianjun changed the subject and said, "You know nothing about the sect, and you know nothing about the Central Plains. Moreover, you always claim to be the ancestor of Taiyi Sect. I guess you can only be regarded as one of the ancestors of Taiyi Sect."

The red-haired ghost saint lowered his eyes.

Yan Tianjun continued, "There is at least one more true ancestor of the Taiyi Sect."

"He is the disciple of Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

The divine light in the Ghost Saint's eyes suddenly lit up.

"How can I see it?"

"How can you, a mere divine soldier, be a sect disciple?"

Yan Tianjun looked at the Ghost Saint, as if he was reminiscing about his former innocence, and then smiled calmly: "You probably met a disciple of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect who was in trouble. That person happened to think that the sect was destroyed, so he was ready to establish a legacy, and happened to be in charge of the Zunhun Banner by chance."

"If his methods were more powerful, he would choose to accept you as his disciple, and you would become his fellow apprentice and tie you firmly to the chariot of Taiyi Sect."

"I guess his cultivation is not high."

“It should be in the second step.”

"If his Taoism is very high, he will know the news of the Central Earth Sect. If it is too low, he will not be able to cross the domain barrier."

"Since you two are both ancestors of the same sect, your cultivation should be similar."

The voice just fell.

The Red-haired Ghost Saint stared gloomily at the Heavenly Monarch, whose age could not be determined, who was peeling an orange across the table.

The Lord of Heaven was still leisurely, like a lazy beast enjoying the sunlight, but no one could ignore his fangs and claws, which seemed hidden but were actually sharp and made people feel cold.

Even Tushan Jun had to admit it.

At this moment, I am facing unparalleled pressure.

"What exactly does Tianjun want to say?"

Yan Tianjun ate an orange, licked his lips, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Since your cultivation was not high before, how can you cultivate to become a great sage now?"

"From what I know, the power of weapon spirits will grow, but no weapon spirit can make a leap like you did."

"No, it is possible. If the artifact itself is recast, the strength of the artifact spirit will also change."

"But it is still not easy to recast the weapon while preserving its spirit."

"Your cultivation spans such a huge range. Either you don't care about the damage to your sanity, or you have a treasure that can preserve your sanity."

Tu Shanjun suddenly calmed down.

He really shouldn't worry about these problems, because his legend is known to everyone in the Eastern Wilderness.

Only a few cultivators knew that he could advance without any worries, the most famous of which was the powerful Yu family.

It was the Yu family's concealment of the news that prevented the incident from becoming too big a fuss.

But what does it matter?

One day it will be known.

It was just that Yan Tianjun's sharp eyes saw through some of his secrets and he was unable to react for a while.

No one who has just met him can tell his origins through these details. The only person who can do this is Yan Tianjun.

Tu Shanjun picked up the teacup and slowly brought it to his mouth.

He took a sip and let out a breath.

He said calmly: "Why did the Heavenly Monarch make it so clear? If you anger me, even if the Honored Soul Banner is damaged, I'm afraid the Heavenly Monarch will suffer greater damage."

Unexpectedly, Yan Tianjun did not show any fear, not like when he first saw the Honored Soul Banner. Instead, he was extremely excited and stared at Tu Shanjun who was drinking tea. The voice seemed to be squeezed out from his throat, but he swallowed it back when it reached his lips: "Okay, very good, I won't ask again."

He already had his answer.

There is no point in asking again.

He only saw hope.

Now that there is hope, there is only one chance left.

The Ghost Saint did not understand the change in Yan Tianjun's expression. It was probably because the old god had lived for too long and was nostalgic for the past. As for what excited him, Tu Shanjun did not ask.

He doesn't want to become a god.

If God were omnipotent, He would not die.

Even as powerful as the Ancient Gods are now buried up to their necks in the dirt.

So what if I become the God Emperor?

Still not enough.

Only by becoming an immortal.

The immortal after five steps.

So Tushan Jun ignored the gods.

Even if Yan Tianjun pointed out that the imperial throne was vacant, he had no interest at all.

But he didn't dare to ask whether immortals really existed.

It is not the cultivator who is called an immortal, nor the god who is called an immortal.

But a real immortal.

Immortal is immortal.

He was afraid of getting a positive answer.

He was afraid that there were no immortals in this world.

Immortality is just a slogan shouted by Taoism, Buddhism, Xuan..., and no one has ever achieved it. After hesitating for a long time, Tushanjun drank the tea in the cup and said, "Advise them to leave this place as soon as possible."

……

Tai Jing withdrew his gaze but had no intention of leaving.

He is determined to obtain the Six Paths of Hell.

For this, the price the sect paid was beyond imagination.

Since a sword-making manual alone is not enough, let's add a copy of the ancestral weapon notes.

I believe that with these two weapon-making techniques, I should be able to replace the Six Paths of Yellow Spring.

It is possible to exchange a magic weapon for another magic weapon, but the Six Paths to the Yellow Spring is not an ordinary magic weapon, and it is even more impossible for the other party to agree to exchange it for a magic weapon.

Tai Jing pondered and sighed deeply. The greatest opportunity in the entire forbidden land of the gods might be that Heavenly Sovereign. The inheritance of the Heavenly Sovereign and the Heavenly Sovereign himself were both unparalleled.

If he possesses any one of them, he can take down the Six Paths to the Underworld.

"Brother, why are you sighing?"

The girl in green skirt held Tai Jing's hand in a condescending manner, as if she didn't want Tai Jing to go back to the blacksmith shop.

He said with a determined look: "It's just the Six Paths to the Underworld. It's just a magical weapon that matches my immortal body. Even without the help of that magical weapon, I can still achieve enlightenment!"

"well said."

Zhang Yajiu sneered, clapped his hands, and said calmly: "Did you hear what your sword immortal said? You can achieve enlightenment without the Six Paths to the Underworld."

"Since you are so courageous."

"Why not go to the foot of the West Mountain?"

"Yanjun Temple."

"The young geniuses from both Buddhism and Taoism were turned away there."

"Let me see if this girl is qualified."

Tai Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why was this master arguing with a child?

There is no righteousness in buying and selling.

If the negotiation doesn’t work, we can talk about it later.

He bowed and said, "Master, please forgive me. My little sister is just a child and speaks without restraint. She has only started practicing cultivation late and does not understand how difficult the road is. I..."

Zhang Yajiu waved his hand and said, "You don't have to say anything more."

"That's all I have to say. If you inherit the Heavenly Monarch's legacy, I will offer you the Six Paths to the Underworld."

"Without inheritance, don't try to test me."

"Just take a good stroll and then go back."

"Why not?"

The girl in the green skirt agreed immediately and said viciously: "We treated you with courtesy, how can we bear such rudeness? Come on, brother, let's go to Xishan now."

Seeing that the little junior sister had agreed, Tai Jing stopped talking about the child's ignorance and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice. I will take the little junior sister to try my luck."

As he said this, he looked at the girl in the green dress and smiled.

This child is too proud, and pride makes one prone to impatience.

A little frustration is actually a good thing.

When you go to the West Mountain and meet the God, you will understand that eight out of ten things in this world are not satisfactory and that practicing is difficult, which is not a bad thing.

"I will come again."

"No delivery!"

Zhang Yajiu flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked into the inner hall.

……

"Brother, are we really going?"

"You're not admitting your big words now?"

"Hey."

"I just don't want to be offended."

“Now… it’s hard to get off the dragon…” The girl in the green dress slapped her forehead.

As a genius of the sect, he also knew from what he had seen and heard that magic weapons were hard to find.

But even a clay figure has a temper, let alone a child who can't hide her temper. Now asking her to go to another place, she felt a little scared.

"Let's go."

"In fact, I should have visited that God a long time ago."

Tai Jing laughed.

When they arrived at the forbidden land of the gods, the first person they visited was Senior Shangqing, then the Ancient Immortal Tower, and then this Heavenly Lord.

If you want to have unimpeded access in the forbidden land of God, you must visit these three families.

But as a Taoist monk, he doesn't need to visit more often.

……

dusk.

One big and one small climbed up to the high hall on the West Hill.

I was invited in without having to stay at the door for long.

"Tea."

Lord Yan said loudly.

The red-haired ghost in the back hall bared his fangs.

This is really treating him as a temple priest.

Tushan Jun personally brewed the tea and brought it out.

Tai Jing nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"You know me?"

Tu Shanjun looked at the elegant young man with some surprise.

Tai Jing smiled and said, "I heard from my Taoist senior brother that it is a great blessing for you to be by the side of the Heavenly Sovereign."

Tu Shanjun looked at Taijing, then looked at Yan Tianjun who was laughing beside him, and said lightly: "I don't care about any inheritance from the gods."

After saying that, An Ran sat down and picked up the tea on the table.

Take a sip.

He said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, it tastes quite good this time."

Tai Jing looked at the red-haired saint in astonishment.

Did he break into another world?

Master Zhang said earlier that if he had the ability, he could come and try his luck. Now he came, and he met a cultivator who was so indifferent to inheritance that he was somewhat disdainful.

And he even made tea for them himself.

Tai Jing couldn't help but ask.

"What happened to this world?"