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At night.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The sky was getting closer.

There was only the crackling sound of the flames in the Dan Palace.

The demon head did not dare to speak. He should have been drinking in the Senluo Palace, but now he looked at the fire helplessly, complaining in his heart, but now he did not even dare to think. The old demon head was so advanced that he was afraid that his thoughts would be seen, so he could only squat in front of the furnace with his mind empty.

"How long have you been with me?"

The hoarse emperor's voice was not loud, but a little low.

The demon head hurriedly followed the sound and saw the tall main soul sitting on the desk with his hands behind his back. He replied: "To answer the master, I have followed you since I was a little wasteland. We were separated once, and it should be two thousand years."

"Little wasteland..."

Tushanjun paused with his pen in hand.

"At that time, the master wanted to seek revenge, and I got into the big formation."

"I remember." Tushanjun turned his eyes and looked deeply at the sky.

When he achieved the spiritual treasure and joined hands with Taiyi to destroy the Blood Demon Sect, he was really happy to take revenge.

It was that fate that made Feixing run into the Xingluo Sea and soar into the East Wilderness with his wings spread. Counting it piece by piece, it has been two thousand years.

"Your cultivation has fallen behind."

Tushanjun looked at the demon who was only at the peak of the God Transformation.

With the supply of Yinhun Pills and the elimination of evil spirits by the token realm, the demon's cultivation has not improved much.

The demon said cautiously: "I am already a gifted person. The peak of the God Transformation for two thousand years is not mediocre."

"I dare not compare with you, sir. Compared with you, I am like a firefly comparing to the bright moon, or a mayfly asking the blue sky. Your talent in cultivation is rare in the world. An ordinary cultivator's retreat is hundreds of years, how can there be an emperor who has been in seclusion for two thousand years."

"My old man..." Tushanjun smiled.

The demon said with longing: "Master, you should be omnipotent now."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly and shook his head and said: "You should have heard of the legend of the underworld?"

The demon was stunned and said in surprise: "Master, the underworld was created by you and the young master, how can this be considered a legend? Legends are stories that have been passed down since ancient times."

As the demon was speaking, he suddenly looked up, and a look of horror flashed across his eyes.

It didn't know why it actually heard such a legend.

If Tu Shanjun didn't tell it this, it wouldn't realize it at all, and just thought that the underworld was a reasonable existence, and even stood in the world since ancient times.

Because many messages point to ancient times and even wilderness.

But this is impossible. It is true that there were cloudy days and true spirit reincarnation, but there was no huge force like the underworld, no Yincha to help the soul guide the direction, and no opening of the gate of hell.

But it just remembered something, as if there was some power in this world that made it know these things.

Tushanjun explained, "When I become an emperor, I will become an emperor in the past, future and present."

"The same is true for the underworld."

In fact, Tushanjun now does not need to speak anymore. He does not need words, texts, or spiritual consciousness as a medium. The world will operate by itself, and all living beings will understand his intentions, just like when he saw the blood jade gourd of Yuansheng Shengmo in the small wilderness.

This is the essence of a great supernatural power.

A great supernatural power not only has the Taoism and strength to reach the sky, but the world naturally becomes a part of the great supernatural power.

In addition to the great terror approaching every time he makes a move, and being beaten and killed in the battle, the great supernatural power can achieve true longevity.

"Isn't this an immortal!" The demon head exclaimed.

Its eyes were wide open, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Master, can you travel through the long river of time?"

"For me, time seems to no longer exist."

Tushanjun frowned, and he did not make such an attempt.

Wu Rong, who was heading towards the temple gate, took two steps at a time and asked anxiously, "Teacher, can you revive my brother?"

"Yes."

Tu Shanjun said solemnly, "I can extract a part of my memory and use it as the foundation to 'revive' Xinglie, but this kind of resurrection is not based on the true spirit and the soul. In other words, the one who is alive is just the one in my memory, not the original person."

Wu Rong also knew the power of great supernatural powers for the first time: "He is exactly the same as the original brother, isn't he?"

Tu Shanjun pondered and said, "The memory and personality are exactly the same, but this is not free, his soul is still trapped in the soul flag."

"Teacher, since you have great supernatural powers, why don't you take the soul in the flag..." Wu Rong didn't finish his words, realizing that he was touching on the core issue.

He immediately dismissed his left and right, asked the demon to look after him, and raised the soul flag with a slight bow. His consciousness floated and he had already appeared in the mountain city view in the soul flag.

There is a vast universe in the Xuantian City.

In the Taoist temple, under the ancient tree

The figure sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes.

Wu Rong bowed and said, "Teacher!"

Tu Shanjun smiled and asked, "The front hall is celebrating, why are you here?"

"There is an avatar in the front hall, I thought it was deserted here, so I thought of bringing two pots of good wine." Wu Rong sat cross-legged in front of the table and continued, "Did the ancestor leave?"

"Just left a while ago."

Tu Shanjun casually transformed a wine jar.

"I'll do it."

Wu Rong took the initiative to pick up the wine jar and pour wine for the two, then asked, "Teacher..."

"I know what you want to ask, the soul in the banner is still unable to leave, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't."

"Can't?" Wu Rong looked surprised, the great supernatural power was called a scattered immortal in the ancient fairy building.

At this step, it is only one step away from becoming a real immortal.

There is something that cannot be done in such a way, especially this problem involving itself.

After Tu Shanjun now explores the essence of the thick and inferior audio and video, he also has a clear understanding of his own strength. He said without any concealment: "Some eyebrows, the soul of the soul is the foundation of my way of cultivation. Once the soul is dismantled, repair It is a trivial matter for collapse, if it causes great changes ... "

"No!"

When he heard this, Wu Rong refused.

He wants to resurrect his brother, but if there is a problem with the soul of the soul due to the resurrection, he will become a major event, and everything that is established may be turbulent.

Not to mention how the three religions think of the prefecture, the ten people will attack the ten people.

Especially after knowing that the Qing Emperor was such an attitude, Wu Rong didn't dare to cause the teacher's deeds.

After thinking for a long time, Wu Rong said with a deep voice: "This incident is unbelievable. Now everything is based on the teacher's cultivation. Will withdraw the industry for all the foundation of the industry.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"I see."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly. He killed all the way. Why not know that strength is the foundation of everything.

This is even more urgent.

Once the maintenance is not good, it will not be lost.

Wu Rong had a turbid gas, and he was afraid that the teacher would now start to dismantle the soul of the inside. Fortunately, the teacher still kept a sober cognition. People are looking for the scriptures and classics about Chengxian, Sanxian can’t, true immortals can definitely

Tu Shanjun laughed and waved his hand: "The true immortal is not yet known, your life problem must be solved first. How many years left now?"

Wu Rong said calmly: "Three thousand years."

"I dare not say it outside. If you are interested, you will pay attention. Only here I can speak freely." Wu Rong looked around, and the ancestral soldiers' respected souls became a world. Live, otherwise it can really be regarded as a world.

For him, the world is a paradise that is completely isolated from the world.

While speaking, he put down the peach nucleus and said with a smile: "God Tingtao, maybe you can use peach nucleus to plant new magic medicine."

Tu Shanjun took the nuclear at hand, and with his current strength and the understanding of the medicine, he can really re -plant the magic medicine.

If the prefecture can own the medicine, it will be more stable for the development of the power.

"Fortunately, there is room for rotation."

"Teachers don't have to bother, my life span is only 3,000 years left."

Tu Shanjun's eyebrows suddenly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wu Rong pouted and laughed: "Meteor Yan Shibo asked me if I could see the future. I told him that I couldn't see it. I could only blur the induction. In fact, I could see part of it.

"How could it be unclear for his life.

"I know that I would die in that war. I thought of the hundreds of millions of trillion, at least half of them died of it, but I also saw the hope of winning.

"Now I can clearly see my death, and there is no branch.

"Whether it is divine medicine, fruit position, life and death book, or re -living II ... all point to a end point.

"Three thousand years.

"Cangtian reserved the time for me."

Wu Rong suddenly got up, knelt on the ground, and stunned his head respectfully.

Tu Shanjun trembled slightly with the wine bottle's hand, a hoarseway: "You haven't told me before."

"If you can't say it, it's not spiritual."

Alas!

The wine bottle fell on the table, and it was inlaid half of it directly.

Wu Rong sincerely said: "In this battle, I must gamble with Yan Du. He gambles on his life, and I am the same."

"I won, but I lost too."

"Of course you will lose!"

"I didn't lose to Yan Fave, I didn't count the Qing Emperor."

"Emperor Qing?!"

Wu Rong said with a deep voice: "Yes, when I refined the medicine, I can get the second century to get the Great Shinto, but the Qing Emperor told me that this is the only opportunity for you to give up the second In the world, reshape the body's interception limit, and restore the full peak of the body, so as to make the soul go further. "

"I can't watch the teacher died in the immortal robbery!"

"I can't ..."

Nympho

‘There is no disadvantage of a lot of prevention, the more unbelievable the old guys, the more powerful the Daoxing is. ‘

What Zionon said was still in his ear.

Now Tu Shanjun fully understands the look of Zion.

Tu Shanjun murmured to himself: "Why did he lock your life at the pinnacle of Daojun."

Knowing the sea crazy.

‘Perhaps, he is also afraid of a real great magical power.

‘What is he afraid of?

‘Why calculate us?

‘Is it about Chengxian?

‘Xian’ s places are very small.

‘Or, only one person in this life can become immortal! ‘