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Open the Book of Life and Death.

The aura of the Great Dao turns into a fairy mist.

Find Cui Jianlu clearly.

The Book of Life and Death records Cui Jianlu's life and marks his death date.

To be precise, he is dead, but his spirit still exists in the world.

Because his future soul was taken away, he can only lie in the mysterious coffin in a daze waiting for his soul to return. Unfortunately, the ancestor of the Cui family cannot take his soul from the Zunhun Banner.

Come forward.

The defeated soldiers cast a high platform.

The Lord of the Underworld standing at the top shakes the soul banner.

Huh.

The Avenue of Life and Death outlines a pair of shackles, and the yin and yang aura engraves the divine scroll.

A vast and desolate platform can be vaguely seen, as if it is an ancient tomb that encompasses the world.

Chaos evil turns into ghosts and gods.

A figure appears.

Taiyin refines the body, and the sun refines the spirit.

The body and spirit are united, and the other shore can be expected.

Next to the peach blossom of life and death and the yin and yang millstone, the originally broken other shore flower changes.

Under the guidance of the Great Dao, the broken flowers bloomed again, but this time they should not be called flowers of the other shore, but flowers of reincarnation.

The Dao breath blew.

There was a tinkling sound.

A high-pitched and obscure spell came out.

"Cui Jianlu."

"Soul return!"

Hoarse.

Ethereal.

The voices of ghosts and gods came.

The ancient platform behind him, which seemed to have existed since ancient times, began to rotate under the opening of the Yin-Yang millstone.

Boom!

Suddenly.

The dazed and soulless soul walked out of the rotating void transformed by the Yin-Yang millstone.

The person who knew the soul was the first to exclaim.

"Cui Jianlu!"

"What kind of method is this? It can call the soul by name, and capture the soul of a person with just a treasure derived from the Great Dao!"

"..."

"Unbelievable."

"I heard that Cui Jianlu's soul was taken away by the magic weapon first."

"That's even more terrifying. Once part of the soul is taken away, the whole person will become a puppet."

"..."

Not to mention those great saints who were as silent as cicadas, even the Taoists who were watching all had solemn faces.

In the past, although they also had the risk of falling when they took action, everyone had a way to survive.

At worst, they could live a second life with the fragments.

Now it's different.

Death is not terrible, it doesn't matter if the body dies and the Tao disappears. What's terrible is that even if you die, you have to become a slave soul above, and be driven by others forever.

This is really terrible.

Cui Daofeng, who was walking in the void, was furious.

Originally, he wanted to take back Cui Jianlu's soul, hoping that Cui Jianlu would anchor the reincarnation so that the Ancient Immortal Building would expand its influence in the underworld, and thus completely let the Cui family rise to a higher level and have the opportunity to produce a scattered immortal.

Not only did it not come true, but the other party stepped on his old face and took away his soul in front of him.

This was no longer a slap in the face, but a naked insult.

The Tao cannot be insulted, and the majesty of the big family cannot be touched.

He really wanted to smash the divine weapon and the Lord of the Underworld with one blow, but he couldn't.

His reason still told him that he could accept it.

Because the old man with the sword was much stronger than him.

More importantly, he didn't really lose anything.

"Humph!"

"The last madness of Taiyi Shengxian Sect."

"You can enjoy it!" Cui Daofeng's gloomy and iron-blue face showed a sneer.

He rubbed out a voice transmission and threw it to Ping Chaojing.

Taiyi Sect wanted to use the power of the cloudy sky to set rules for the world to renew the emperor's fruit, but many people would not agree to him. Why not be the pawn at the forefront? Since ancient times, the first bird has never had a good end.

He had plenty of time, and the Ancient Immortal Building also had enough patience.

He immediately broke through the air and left.

Others did not hear what the Three Flowers Taoist said, but it was obviously not a good thing.

Looking at Cui Daofeng who was leaving, Old Man Ping's eyes were always calm.

No sadness or joy.

He knew what he was doing, and he also understood the goal of the sect.

Touching the long sword at his waist, the thin old man moved his eyes to look over.

This sword has accompanied him in battle for too long.

Killed many people.

No words.

Silently put the long sword on his back.

In the future, he will use this sword to kill people, how many to kill, who to kill, he does not know, maybe one day he will use this sword to kill himself.

"Thank you, senior!"

"If it weren't for the senior's help, my life would be in danger"

Wu Rong bowed and looked at the old Taoist who was not tall.

The ghost and god shadow beside him also bowed.

Tushanjun was very grateful for the help from the sect. If it weren't for Taoist Master Ping, the Cui family's ancestor might have risked his life again.

Ping Chaojing's eyes fell on Wu Rong, and he laughed and returned the greeting: "The Lord of the Underworld praised you highly. Even if I wasn't here, Cui Daofeng might not have taken action. He is more afraid than you."

He looked past Wu Rong and looked at the tall monk in the corner.

"The Taoist general Sanhua, reincarnation to suppress the world."

"Your road is not easy."

Ping Chaojing sighed.

When he didn't speak just now, he was observing Tushanjun's performance.

Although Tushanjun was sad, he was not desperate. On the contrary, there was a ruthlessness brewing in the desperate situation.

He immediately understood that Tushanjun still had a trump card to play, so he hurriedly spoke to take it over, so as not to let this ruthless boy really use it and regret it afterwards.

Tushanjun's eyes were more determined than ever before.

He knew exactly why he wanted to become an immortal.

Until now, he still has not considered becoming an immortal as his ultimate goal.

Becoming an immortal is a means, not an end.

The war ended.

Taoist masters from various families sent words of congratulations and congratulations, but Wu Rong blocked them all.

Now is not the time to accept compliments from everyone.

His body is now unstable, the evil energy in the flag is incomplete, hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses are still recovering, and Master Tushanjun's three flowers are also condensing. Also, the sect support definitely doesn’t want to tell everyone completely.

Qiu Longjue cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, please go back first. We will entertain you in Hades tomorrow."

"That's fine."

"Have a good trip, fellow Taoist."

"..."

Regardless of whether the Dao Lords are sincere or fake, in short, they all have no intention to fight.

Taoist Ping Lao was sitting in charge, and no one wanted to die without opening his eyes. Even Taoist Shoujin who saw the clues among them all handed over their hands and exchanged glances, all of which seemed to tell them that the plan could not be implemented as planned.

"So it's him." Elder Fu from Wanfa Sect smiled and stroked his beard.

The Taoist Lord Chongtong on the side said with surprise in his eyes: "This Lord Pingdao is so powerful. The ancestor of the Cui family was able to retreat after just a few words."

"This is a real god of death."

"Countless people died at his hands."

"Yuan Tong is far behind him."

"But... Taiyi Shengxian Sect... it's a pity."

Elder Fu shook his head slightly.

Taiyi Sect had no choice.

Mixing all the Dharma and combining it with Taiyi will create hidden dangers for the sect.

In order to maintain their orthodoxy, they had to take action.

It is really a pity that it is in such decline, with only two or three big cats and kittens left.

"Taiyi Sect wants to get involved in Yintian, this matter..." Elder Fu muttered.

He has to report it when he gets back.

Thinking of this, he looked at Taoist Chongtong next to him. After a series of performances just now, he found that Taoist Chongtong seemed to be inextricably related to the Lord of the Underworld.

We need to investigate this matter when we get back.

He asked insinuatingly: "Fellow Taoist Tushan, you seem to know the Lord of Hades."

Daojun Chongtong's expression changed slightly, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

"oh?"

Elder Fu suddenly became interested.

He even used his powerful Taoist skills to completely block the sound transmission. With his strength and their close distance, it was impossible for Sanhua Daojun to hear it in person.

So he asked: "What does the elder mean by this?"

Daojun Chongtong said calmly: "The elders must know my origin."

Elder Fu nodded.

This elder's resume is simply perfect.

It has already started in one or two hundred years.

"He is my junior brother."

"Junior brother?"

Elder Fu looked at Wu Rong in surprise, who had already put away the killing array and turned towards the giant ship. He had never heard of such a number one person, and he did not exist among Emperor Zun's disciples.

Could it be that he is a disciple of other monks who taught this elder before.

"His master..."

Elder Fu frowned. He didn't know who Wu Rong's master was, but just now he heard that Wu Rong called the soul banner's weapon spirit his master.

Could it be that Daojun Chongtong still has something to do with that magic weapon?

Seeing Elder Fu's eyes changing, Daojun Chongtong smiled and said: "The weapon spirit of the Soul Banner is named Tushanjun."

"Tu Danjun?"

Elder Fu was even more confused.

"My name is Tushan Jinghong."

"He is my father." Tu Shan Jinghong said.

"ah?!"

Elder Fu was shocked, and then quickly scanned the world with his spiritual consciousness to make sure that no third person heard it.

He lowered his voice and said: "You can't say this nonsense. Don't look at his current majesty and the support of Taiyi Shengxian Sect. In fact, now is the time when he is really facing the abyss."

"Indulging in the cloudy sky, swallowing souls and refining souls, arresting life and death..."

"If you do anything, you will die thousands of times."

"Because he is in danger, do I disown my father?" Tu Shan Jinghong shook his head with a smile.

Elder Fu was speechless.

"Good."

Elder Fu didn't know whether he should be happy or worried. He was happy that Master Chongtong valued love and justice, but he was worried about the future.

If Taiyi Sect wants to make rules, they will definitely go crazy.

It would be fine if they were strong, but Taiyi Sect did not have the strength to conquer the world. It would probably collapse in the middle of condensing the Emperor Guo Tianzun position, and many people would definitely be involved.

There is no need for Wanfa Sect to wade into this muddy water.

But after thinking about it carefully, Elder Fu discovered another problem.

If the Taiyi Sect falls short, but the divine weapons are not damaged, or even goes one step further, the underworld will become a huge piece of fat.

If you can make use of the relationship between Chongtong Daojun and Zunhun Banner, you can take the opportunity to swallow Yintian and completely become the number one in Xuanmen.

At that time, even Buddhism and Taoism may have to give way.

"What is the elder thinking?" Tu Shan Jinghong asked sideways.

"An opportunity."

"Chance?"

"The opportunity to become number one in the world!"

Elder Fu trembled slightly, and his flushed face slowly calmed down.

Just when he was about to say something, the strangeness on his body disappeared immediately.

"Let's go, you can return to the sect."

Elder Fu seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened, and turned to order the Wanfa Sect disciples who had locked up Qianguan.

Since there is no war, there will be no danger on the coast of the East China Sea, and there will be no loss of life.

Tushan Jinghong looked at the giant ship going away.

She didn't go hastily.

There will be countless opportunities in the future, there is no need to expose them here.

Looking at Elder Fu who had turned around, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

She suspected that her existence seemed to have disappeared, but she didn't expect that even Elder Fu had unconsciously avoided it.

It seems that the person who attacked is very terrifying.

It is even very likely to be his master.

…

Wu Rong returned to the giant ship.

The cultivators in the underworld cheered and set sail.

“Go home!”

Wu Rong shouted.

He turned his eyes back as if he had noticed something.

He looked into the distant sky.

There was nothing there.

“Strange, I clearly felt a gaze just now.”

Wu Rong didn’t care.

Daojun was watching too much, and he had to hurry back to the Demonic Underworld.

Later.