Wu Rong looked at the body of 'Ang Ming' that was still attached to the unicorn sword, with anger flashing in his eyes.

bass.

The long sword slashed horizontally.

The head suddenly fell into his hands.

The remaining flesh and blood essence turned into pure evil spirit and was absorbed by the soul flag.

Holding his head, Wu Rong's aura still lingered.

Until the palm fell on his shoulder.

Looking back.

Wu Rong opened his mouth and sighed, "I still can't hide it from Master."

He didn't want to hide it from Tu Shanjun.

He just wanted to establish his prestige as being able to rule the underworld without relying on divine weapons or his master. He knew that his master Tu Shanjun would definitely come.

Tu Shanjun naturally understood, so he did not take action from the beginning, in order to allow Wu Rong to establish his prestige.

"You are wrong." Tu Shanjun looked far away and slowly retracted his gaze.

Wu Rong looked stunned.

"I was wrong too."

Tu Shanjun then continued: "Why do you think relying on me is not your true ability?"

"I……"

Wu Rong was surprised and frowned slightly.

yes.

Why does he feel that he is truly capable only if he relies entirely on himself? Perhaps it is because he wants to prove his strength and prove that he is not as unbearable as others say, and his respect for his master makes him not want to ask for help for everything.

He believed he could solve those troubles.

But it didn't.

Tu Shanjun pointed out the essence: "I am just the spirit of the divine weapon. Without magic power, I can't even get out of the Soul Banner."

"In other words, it's not you who depends on me, but I who depend on you."

The main soul sighed with regret.

If you are too weak as a human being, you will become stronger as a ghost.

After becoming strong to a certain extent, I miss my life as a human again.

Turning his gaze, Tu Shanjun stared at the disciple in front of him: "The difficulties you face do not belong to you alone. Most of them were brought about by me. You and I should face them together."

"They only think that you have magical weapons and spiritual weapons, but they don't know how much price they have to pay for it."

"If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed for it!"

Wu Rong's expression was shocked.

He thought he was enough to control the situation, but as Master said, he had to face not only his own crisis, but also the cause and effect brought by the Soul Banner.

This kind of cause and effect makes a master, a master soul who controls tens of millions of soldiers, find it difficult.

Why does he think he can bear it or even solve it?

Maybe I am too proud.

After practicing Jie Tian Da limit, I felt that I was indeed loved by destiny.

In fact, the path to immortality is difficult, and even God has restrictions, let alone the way of a destiny like my own."

"No, I just wanted to show off my talents when I ran into an old monster. If the opponent hadn't been too strong, he might have taken action, and a saint who practiced Jietian practice would have fallen.

Seeing that the surrounding space was showing signs of thawing, Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and the two qi of yin and yang, like dragons and tigers, once again stabilized time and space.

Looking at his all-powerful means, Tushanjun slowly lowered his palm.

"It's even more serious and selfish."

"You are the only monk in the world who still inherits our way and walks your own path."

"Once you die, I can't find anyone more suitable to hold the Soul Banner."

"If you can't do it, I don't know who else can!"

Wu Rong did not expect that his master would place such high hopes on him, and tears immediately filled his eyes.

"I really don't want you to be contaminated by this." Tu Shanjun's eyes became brighter and brighter, like frosty stars.

However, fate is so mysterious. Even if he is the Dao Lord of Erhua, he still has things that don't go his way. In this case, don't think too much about it, don't complain, and think more about the countermeasures in the future.

Tu Shanjun walked up to Wu Rong and handed it over.

Under the hell robe, the green and white ghost's hand was holding a long iron flag.

"Take it back."

Wu Rong grasped the soul flag.

"pay close attention!"

A hoarse voice resounded, and the evil ghost spirit in front of him shouted sharply.

Wu Rong immediately tightened his grip.

"Hold on tight and don't let go!"

The main soul's words are still in my ears.

Wu Rong fully understood.

'Destiny, teacher's destiny, my destiny.'

‘Three lives are one’

This is the true method of three lives that he understood.

Just as the teacher said, the soul-revering weapon originally belonged to him and was bound by his life. If he didn't use it, he would have missed his destiny. If he missed his destiny and had no teacher to help him, how could he fulfill my destiny?

The ridicule of others does not matter, only he himself truly knows his way.

He wants to become a monk who is different from others.

"I see."

Wu Rong regained his confidence once again.

He holds swords on his left and right sides, a flag on his right hand, and a treasure seal hanging above his head.

Boom!

Thunder flashes from the sky.

The frozen time and space collapsed in an instant.

It's just a trance.

Wu Rong was the only one left on the scene.

Walking in the air, he held his sword and said loudly: "I inherit the destiny to control the devil and the underworld. In the sea of ​​Weijia, from the devil's sky to the devil's sky, it's my land, and to the abyss, it's my minister. Anyone who conspires and rebels must be punished and punished.

The soul is taken away and banished to the banner, suppressed in the Nine Netherworld and the eighteenth level of hell, and will never be reincarnated!"

The words fell.

The head that was about to fall also shattered in mid-air and turned into evil energy.

A flaming spark lit up the sky, and boundless purple-black flames spread across the sky.

That is the gaze from heaven.

Just like God's gaze, burning in the world of mortals.

"Finally we've come this far."

Wu Rong, who was holding a sword and a flag, looked calm.

In fact, when he was in the Dongyue King's City, he was able to face the Heavenly Tribulation with the support of the Ancient Emperor.

But he felt that he was not perfect enough.

This is exactly the case.

If he survives the tribulation at that time, he will not be able to clarify the relationship between the three lives and find his true method.

Things are different now. He is no longer limited to the past. He has truly cultivated the Life Sutra and has seen his own avenue, although this avenue still has no end in sight.

"good!"

"It would be nice if there is no end in sight."

Wu Rong stood in the void and laughed wildly.
To be continued...