I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

"teacher."

"Oh no!"

Boom.

Corridor of the underground palace.

The huge bronze door was knocked open.

A figure staggered and ran.

Almost fell to the ground.

Take a closer look.

Not exactly Yu Linglong.

Yu Linglong rushed into the underground palace fire veins in a panic.

He looked anxiously for the figure who should have been in the fire veins of the underground palace.

She thought she wouldn't find it so easily, but she didn't expect that the tall red-haired monk was shirtless and waving the black hammer in his hand.

Ding.

clang.

With one hammer strike, the complex lines turned into floating inscriptions under the blessing of the formation.

It's like a precision instrument stacked together, but it only forms one of its parts.

With the heavy hammer falling and a faint lock of mana and inspiration, the treasure in front of him gradually took shape.

"Something big happened!"

Yu Linglong ran forward without caring about his appearance, but happened to see the tall red-haired handsome young man raise his finger.

He put it to his lips and made a silencing gesture.

Then, as if no one else was watching, the man used the iron tongs to clamp the formed treasure and quench it.

laugh.

The heat is steaming.

Hot waves pass by.

The tall monk standing in the fireworks became more and more sacred.

Suddenly looking back.

He casually grabbed the silk thread placed aside and tied up his messy long hair. His pale palms reached into the cold cold water in front of him and picked up a treasure.

What came into view was a black gold main pole. The black gold main pole was mixed with lava-like vein-like veins. Suddenly, a blue-black flag hung down from the top of the main pole.

This treasure turned out to be a soul flag.

Zunhun banner.

Obviously, the person who forged the Soul Flag was still dissatisfied and stared at the Soul Flag in front of him for a long time.

puff.

Throw the treasure into the huge forge that is ten feet high in front of you.

"teacher……"

Yu Linglong was surprised and wanted to stop him.

She just took a look and saw that the treasure that was very similar to the soul flag was actually a top-grade Taoist weapon.

Even the great master of weapon refining cannot forge the best Taoist weapons so easily.

If you want to reach this level, you must at least be an ancient master.

"Why?"

"You ask me why I destroyed this weapon?"

"Um."

"Because it didn't meet my expectations."

"But this is already a top-notch Taoist soldier."

"not enough."

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly, turned his eyes, and stared at the soul-honoring flag forged by him that was burned by the blazing flames in the big forge.

Although it was forged by him, in fact, the black gold and black iron used was not made by him, but was the material of the real Soul Reverend Banner.

He now has time to complete his ideas.

Importantly, he also wanted to verify something.

It's a pity that Datou was allowed to take away the demon head back then, otherwise maybe he could use the demon head to re-forge a soul-honoring flag.

If the extraterrestrial devil is integrated into the weapon, can he achieve earth-shaking changes like him? Can the extraterritorial devil still retain the means of killing living people to gain strength?

"What's got you so flustered?"

Yu Linglong looked shocked when she heard the inquiry. She was so shocked by this scene just now that she almost ignored her own important matter.

However, when she faced Tu Shanjun, she didn't know how to tell her to make the teacher accept her.

Perhaps she shouldn't have relayed this matter in the first place, but considering Tu Shanjun's safety, she had to come, even if she told the matter it would cause huge waves.

"I……"

"..."

"teacher."

"I am listening."

Tu Shanjun responded calmly.

Between waving hands.

Transformation of the formation.

The great forge faded away behind him.

They can also sit and drink tea in the cool dance pavilion.

Tushanjun, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the low table, picked up the teapot not far away.

"I'll come, I'll come..."

Yu Linglong quickly took over and poured tea for the teacher and herself.

Then he became distracted.

"I don't know what to say about this matter. If you can, teacher...you, please leave the Yu family as soon as possible. My father...has reached an agreement with my senior brother. As long as the family provides the senior brother with enough resources to become a saint, he will Leave the Zunhun Banner completely in the Yu family."

Yu Linglong looked at Tu Shanjun nervously.

If he were an ordinary monk, he would be furious if he heard that he was being used as a bargaining chip like a commodity.

Especially the master-disciple relationship.

The disciples of the Mantle who have spent all their efforts to train them actually don't think about the position of their master, and only think about their own path.

This is a complete deception of the master and the destruction of the ancestors!

As a master, you must be deeply saddened to hear such news.

This was not what Yu Linglong wanted to see, so after sitting down, she hesitated for a long time before finally saying it.

Although she also knew that it would be she who would benefit from Meng Zhi's actions. When the Zunhun Banner came to the Yu family, she would definitely be in charge. This was exactly what Yu Linglong wanted.

Moreover, Yu Linglong felt that it would be better for the teacher to follow her.

The Yu family has huge and abundant resources and will definitely be able to give full play to the power of the Zunhun Banner.

Teachers no longer have to run around in the mortal world.

In the Yu family, you only need to do something you like, whether it is refining elixirs, refining weapons... or growing flowers and grass.

However, everyone seems to have overlooked one thing, and that is Tu Shanjun's own wishes.

Whether he is willing to live such a life, whether he is willing to become a holy soldier of the Yu family, to cultivate the children of the Yu family in a stable manner, and whether he can adapt well to the seemingly stable life depicted.

After all, it's not a good feeling to live under someone else's roof.

Yu Linglong understood very well.

If she remained indifferent after receiving such news, she would not be Yu Linglong.

It would not be the Yu Linglong who still firmly refused when facing a proud hero like Meng Zhi.

So here she comes.

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.

Yu Linglong immediately said anxiously: "Disciples will never dare to deceive the master. This is absolutely true!"

"The value of the Honored Soul Flag is not enough for my disciple to obtain the resources needed for sanctification. The resources for sanctification are so huge and rare."

Tu Shanjun sighed: "It seems that my rebel disciple not only used this spiritual treasure from me... in exchange for it!"

Yu Linglong nodded and said, "Yes."

"He said there is a way for you to advance. The Yin Soul Pill refined by the Soul Banner after the Saint Weapon is the treasure that really impressed my father and my uncle."

"Can you only advance to the Holy Weapon level?"

"That's right."

"Quite smart."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

He picked up the tea bowl on the table.

"Try it, the good tea offered by your senior brother."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the air.

Yu Linglong couldn't help but look at Tu Shanjun, who looked calm and had already picked up the tea cup.

The teacher's body was still upright, and his flesh and blood seemed to be made of fine steel, with sharp edges and corners. On his handsome face is a pair of black and red eyes that are like the dark stars in the abyss.

Under that gaze, there was despair and unconcealable grief.

It seems that the teacher is not so calm and indifferent.

This was enough to surprise her.

If he were an ordinary person, faced with such a thing, he would have turned over the table and started yelling.

The teacher in front of him can still maintain this demeanor, which is enough to show that his state of mind is strong and stable.

Tushanjun picked up the tea, but just stared at the sky blue tea quietly.

The tea was like a mirror, reflecting his face.

It was a stern face.

The red hair on top looks like an unparalleled monster.

He was not anxious or anxious, and took a sip from his tea bowl as usual.

Halfway through the tea, ripples appeared, and it was no longer as calm as it was at the beginning. As he placed the tea bowl on the low table, after a while, the tea returned to its previous appearance.

"Teacher, please...please..."

Yu Linglong didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Your senior brother, he has been struggling in the mortal world since he was a child, and he has developed a heart and lungs for profit. He has a great gambling habit, and he can still maintain a heroic demeanor in front of small profits. Once he smells the sky, The big advantage is that it immediately turns into a cold and heartless machine.”

Tushanjun sighed.

This was the second time he sighed.

"I had expected what happened today."

"Can't blame anyone."

"If you really have to complain about one."

"Maybe that person is me."

"Blame me."

"I helped him gain power, but I didn't guide him properly on how to use this power."

"So much so that he did something to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors."

"Fortunately, that's all."

Tu Shanjun laughed. If Meng Zhi used this power to endanger the world and hurt innocent people, he would regret it later.

A late stage cultivator in the realm of gods can definitely cause more disasters than natural disasters. Tu Shanjun is more fortunate that he did not reach that point.

However, this smile looks bitter no matter how you look at it.

It is not easy to admit that you are wrong, but it is not easy to accept your failure.

Even he cannot easily accept his failure in education.

"Come on, teacher!"

"Walk?"

"where to?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big. You can go wherever you want, at least stay away from them." Yu Linglong said quickly.

Tushanjun shook his head.

"I won't leave."

"Can't leave either."

"Why?"

"Linglong, don't you understand? How could you, a god-forming monk, get this news? It's not because your father made any mistakes, but because they deliberately let you know and then conveyed it to me through you. It’s the saint who is testing me.”

"What level is your uncle in?"

"The Great Holy Lord."

"With this level of cultivation, where should I go?"

Tushanjun sighed for the third time.

"What?"

"Teacher, I..."

"None of your business."

Tu Shanjun looked at Yu Linglong and continued: "This is not your fault. If you were not kind-hearted, you would never come to the Underground Palace Huomai to tell me the matter. They just took advantage of your kindness. You don't have to Blame yourself for that.”

"What's more, I still have one thing I haven't done yet."

"What's up?"

"Do you still remember the most important words I said when I accepted you as my apprentice?"

"The most serious words?"

Yu Linglong recalled it carefully.

Then came a sudden start.

He trembled and said: "From now on, you are not allowed to use the Taoist and magical powers I taught you to do anything wrong. If I find out about it, I will definitely remove your skin and bones, replace your soul, yin, yang, yin and yang... the eternal soul-suppressing banner!" "

"Teacher, you want to..."