Lu Jing was completely stunned.

He just felt that the short knife in his hand weighed more than ten thousand pounds, and it was stuck to his hand like a plaster. It didn't matter if he let go, or if he didn't let go.

"Edi God!"

Mr. Wu in the cloak was even more shocked and said: "Did the Taoist soldier open his eyes?"

They had never experienced such an unexpected accident, let alone seeing the treasure grow human organs.

The eyes didn't look like they had complex patterns, were formed by restrictions, or were the organs of desolate beasts taken out and forged into treasures. Rather, they seemed like there was something really staring at them.

Creepy.

Even Lu Jing, who was in the late Jindan stage, felt chills running down his spine and wanted to throw the short knife in his hand, but he did not dare to do this.

It's okay now. If when he throws the treasure and the short sword comes straight towards him, then his body-protecting aura in the late stage of the golden elixir will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Unexpectedly, the magic weapon of the green-robed demon cultivator was chopped into pieces by the short knife, and his body turned into pus in a few breaths.

If he lets go and the Taoist soldiers counterattack and chop him, the consequences...

Lu Jing swallowed and spit. To be on the safe side, he had better hold on to the short sword, lest he end up like that demon cultivator.

They just stared at each other for a few seconds.

Eyes closed.

The dagger turned into a ring again and appeared on his hand.

Lu Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, and almost collapsed and fell into the light-escape clouds.

As soon as I touched my forehead and back, I found that the robe on my body was already soaked.

That is to say, the robe has the property of repelling dust and absorbing water, and will slowly become clean when soaked with sweat, but this does not prevent him from wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Mr. Wu, is this really a Taoist soldier?"

An old voice came from the cloak, and there was also doubt and uncertainty in the voice. He hesitated for a while and then said frankly: "I don't know, I have never heard of such a strange weapon. The moment my eyes opened just now, Even I feel endless pressure.”

"It seems that the next moment, it will be swallowed up."

"It's really scary!"

Lu Jing felt the same way.

The moment his eyes opened, his heart stopped for half a beat. That is to say, the thoughts of the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness and his years of spiritual practice stabilized his mentality. Otherwise, he would have thrown away the ring in his hand now. .

"Indeed, it makes people feel as if this weapon is... alive."

"Living weapons? This is unprecedented."

Lu Jing took away the magic cultivator's storage bag, and the follow-up matters will be organized and handled. All he has to do is kill the opponent according to the task, and he does not need to care about the rest of the people to be rescued and their placement.

certainly.

The news that Qingshan Wei Zhenren was killed spread quickly.

Tushanjun woke up.

Eyes open.

The black-red eyes are like bright gems set in a ring.

But the weird thing is that this 'gem' can turn its eyes.

I woke up once after experiencing the spirit boat fight last time, but that time was just to observe the situation, and because the main body was too seriously injured, the body of the peak Nascent Soul turned into evil energy and fed back to the main soul banner, and the saved evil energy was also used. Used to repair the soul flag.

Waking up this time was different.

With some evil spirit and Yin Shen supplemented, at least short-term activities will not be a problem.

Moreover, there is a banner master who provides mana, and Tushanjun can use mana to observe the outside world.

Unfortunately, the soul flag was too damaged and the main soul could not be condensed.

This should be the most serious injury Tushanjun has encountered in his career, except for the initial sacrifice by the demon cultivator.

The death of the main soul is actually not a big deal, as long as there is evil energy, it can be reunited. This time the soul flag was hurt, but it actually made him feel death. Different from ordinary death, he felt that he would disappear.

Disappeared without a trace.

It's like it has never existed in the world.

If there were no artifacts, could he still exist?

Wouldn't he die like an ordinary monk?

If you are killed, you will die.

If it is destroyed, you will die.

Such a crisis changed Tu Shanjun's original calm attitude of claiming to be his ancestor.

"I underestimated Chuiyun's methods."

Tu Shanjun's expression was very calm: "I underestimated the Taoist heart of the world's heroes."

Not only is it a matter of mentality of claiming to be an ancestor, but also the self-confidence of pretending to be a Taoist weapon or spiritual treasure, thinking that those who know his "heel" will definitely master the soul flag by means.

In fact, those monks were very decisive because they saw the value of the spiritual treasures.

If you don't get it, destroy it.

Chuiyun had already offended him, so how could he be willing to wait.

He will definitely make Tushanjun unable to seek revenge against him.

The weapon spirit treasure must first of all be the weapon spirit.

Since the weapon spirit has seven emotions and six desires, he must be resentful of his own situation. If he is found by a stronger person in the future, or subdued by some genius, he will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.

In this case, he might as well destroy this treasure early to avoid future troubles.

Of course, Chuiyun made a game at the same time.

Take yourself out of the game.

Once exposed, the world will know.

‘Look, I asked someone to do something. I don’t know what that person did, and I don’t care. What happens next has nothing to do with me. ’

Just like Venerable Taihua did not kill Chuiyun, Chuiyun also found two people to bear the risk together.

Anyway, the bridge is closed.

This time he almost died, making Tushanjun particularly serious.

He must learn to hide himself more skillfully. Before he has enough strength, he cannot expose his heel, otherwise the end will not be good.

"Okay, okay!"

“Everyone is doing well!”

"I saw danger again."

Tu Shanjun thought so.

He now felt that his decision back then was right. Unless he encountered a desperate situation that he could not overcome, he would never let a monk with a higher level of cultivation than him control the soul flag.

These old guys are all evil-minded, and none of them are innocent people. Getting along with them is more tiring than fighting with them.

Moreover, no matter how good your cultivation level is or how powerful the soul flag is, you must always have a sense of awe for those old seniors.

Caution is the boat.

As it is now.

Tu Shanjun examined the black cloak draped behind Lu Jing, where a Nascent Soul Yin Shen resided.

His cultivation level during his lifetime was the highest in the late Yuan Ying stage.

I don’t know why, but there is only a trace of the soul left curled up in the broken cloak.

That person's situation is different from his. Tu Shanjun is the main soul of the Soul Banner, and the Soul Banner can be repaired with evil energy. If that person doesn't take away his body, he will have to be reincarnated, or simply change to the 'ghost way' and become a ghost. Ghost cultivator.

It's not a easy road for ghost cultivators.

The most important thing is the treasures used for transformation and the heavenly materials and earthly treasures used to reshape the body.

It's easy to seize the body. Find a high-quality body, burrow into it, and then slowly wait to get used to it.

However, there is a problem in seizing one's body. A monk's lifespan will not increase or decrease because of seizing one's body. The lifespan is determined by heaven and is only that long.

Adapting to the body consumes a lot of life.

It is impossible to practice at all during the adaptation period.

Secondly, you have to start from scratch in your cultivation, and you will encounter bottlenecks of all sizes. You don’t know how many years it will take to return to the realm you once were.

And if there is no protector to protect him along the way, he might still die young.

Therefore, the more advanced they are in cultivation, the less likely they are to seize the body. They would rather pave the way for reincarnation and cultivate again. When Su Hui awakens, they can quickly return to the previous state and then find a way to attack.

Your own body is always better than other people's bodies. It is extremely difficult to take care of someone who is born with the dual cultivation of life and life.

Of course, there are many monks who have chosen this path to seize the body. A path with many drawbacks is better than no choice at all.

Tu Shanjun did not interfere with the affairs of the new banner master. He himself was a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, so why should he maliciously speculate on others.

Not to mention, the relationship between the two of them seems to be very harmonious, but on the contrary, he looks like some weird monster, and there is no guarantee that he will be regarded as an evil heretic.

The top priority is to repair the soul flag first, and then look for the Fengwu Zhi to understand where exactly he has been.

You also have to learn a language. The language spoken by these people is very different from that of Xingluohai, let alone the Small Wasteland. Each local language is strange in its own way.

Unless he uses his spiritual consciousness to convey it, but his spiritual consciousness is good, his main soul body is not there at all, so where can he use his spiritual consciousness.

Not to mention that only one eye can move now.

Even if you have a mouth, you can only act like a mute.

"Can I use the ability of backlash now?"

Tu Shanjun pondered: "It should be impossible to use backlash. My main soul body has not yet condensed. How can I backlash without my main soul body?"

The damage to the soul flag has also resulted in the inability to use most of the magic and magical powers. It is not appropriate to return to its original appearance now and can only wait for the evil spirit.

But waiting this long is not an option.

The amount of evil energy produced by the Yin Soul Pill every day is pitiful, and it will take until the Year of the Monkey to repair the soul flag, so a large amount of evil energy is still needed.

Where to find evil spirits?

Still have to let the banner master know.

But now he can't speak and can't understand.

Only the eyes can see.

The only thing to do is to 'wait'.

"Quit haste and use patience."

Tu Shanjun had forgotten how many years he had not said this sentence, but unexpectedly he thought of it again at this critical moment.

He had no other option but to wait.

It is not appropriate to come into contact with the banner master now. There is an old man in a cloak behind the banner master. This man seems to be a discerning person. If he sees that he is following, the situation will become even worse.

All in all, learn how to communicate first.

Even if he doesn't say it himself, he must be able to understand what others say.

On the way back, Lu Jing looked at the dagger in his hand that turned into a ring. There was a black-red eye rotating at the top of the ring.

He was somewhat used to it now, but seeing this eye still sent chills down his spine.

Regardless, this treasure is indeed powerful.

"If you don't understand something clearly, you will always feel uneasy."

"I'm not only afraid that it is some kind of magic treasure, but I'm also afraid that it's too high a grade and will attract people to covet it."

Lu Jing pondered and was confused. He didn't know whether he should go to Tianji City to appraise the treasure.

Mr. Wu said: "We have to see how to repair this treasure."

"No matter what kind of treasure it is, this is your opportunity."

“There is no room for fear on the road to success!”

"good."

"Then go to Tianji City and have a look."

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