Tu Shanjun looked at Taiyi Zhenjun quietly. He seemed to want to see something, and then dragged out the banner master's panel. It was no different from before.

I have been observing for a long time these days.

He never found any flaws.

It was as if the person in front of me had not changed at all.

The Yin Shen of Zhenjun Taiyi entered the soul flag when he held it and poured his magic power into it.

The crack that had not been repaired after spending a lot of evil energy was also healed. At that time, Tu Shanjun had doubts in his heart. However, he did not want to publicize the matter at this point, so he decided to observe it first.

What surprised him the most was that whether it was the mana, the spiritual aura, or the rhythm of the Yinshen, the person in front of him was exactly the same as the former Taiyi Zhenjun, and there was no difference at all.

The only difference is that the original Supreme Lord Taiyi was suffering from a stubborn illness, but now he looks full of energy. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is in great prosperity.

Tu Shanjun thought for a long time before asking: "Where is Ah Fu?"

Taiyi Zhenjun was slightly startled, sighed and said: "Ah Fu is dead."

"How to die."

"Death in a catastrophe."

"Yeah."

"yes."

"Since fellow Taoist said that, let's take it as his own, right?" Tu Shanjun said calmly. He had probably guessed some of the truth, but he didn't delve into it too much. He didn't like to pry into other people's secrets.

Besides, this matter has already been agreed upon.

Tu Shanjun's neither salty nor indifferent attitude actually made Taiyi Zhenjun a little stunned. He smiled and said, "I think Taoist friend once had something to say."

"Originally, there is." Tu Shanjun was not too disappointed. He had not expected anything from magical powers for a long time. After meeting Taiyi Zhenjun Yin Shen, he felt even more interested. How could he ask again now.

Even similar technology cannot save the people in the soul flag.

Just like the theory of reincarnation in the past, will I still be the same person after reincarnation? This is a philosophical question with no standard answer.

Tu Shanjun held his robe in his sleeves, released the demon at the peak of the golden elixir, threw it aside and said: "Be on guard against wild beasts. If these people make any mistakes, I will pull out your skin."

The devil nodded and kowtowed, "Don't worry, sir."

"I will learn my magical powers first before making any plans. Without spiritual veins, your practice will be a problem." Tu Shanjun said, he raised the jade slip and put it on his forehead. Then he thought: "Can the sect's inheritance be passed on to

An outsider?"

"In the past, it was difficult to spread the word, but now that the sect has just been established, and everything is waiting to be done, we don't have to worry about so much." Taiyi Zhenjun said with a smile.

Now there is no difference except that there is no specific name, and it can naturally be taught to others.

Seeing Taiyi Zhenjun's calm and composed expression, Tu Shanjun felt confident.

No matter what, it’s good that the inheritance is there.

Speaking of the sect's inheritance, there is also a blood jade gourd in his sea of ​​consciousness that carries the sect's inheritance. The great monks at the peak of Nascent Soul regard it as a treasure, and it should also be an important treasure.

It's a pity that he doesn't recognize those words, and he doesn't know how long it will take to study them.

Now that the real master had spoken, Tu Shanjun did not hesitate and put the jade slip against his forehead. A chill came over him, and at the same time, a magical scripture appeared in his mind.

"The magical power of 'Carrying Mountains' can lift a heavy mountain and drive it with ease. At the same time, it also gives oneself the ability to carry mountains."

"Scriptural formulas, magical power sealing formulas, and how to mobilize mountains and rivers. It is best to use your own spiritual objects that you have refined to nail into the mountains to complete the magical power."

"..."

At three o'clock in the morning, Tu Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes.

Taiyi Zhenjun should be very skilled in using this magical power, but the one that suits him best is indeed Tushanjun, because he can use the Soul Flag to condense small flags.

Moreover, Tushanjun is strong enough to be able to withstand the pressure brought by magical powers.

Unfolding the map, their location is marked. This place is due east of the Ghost Sea, which is one of the few large areas. There is also a larger area in it, about 400,000 miles away.

"Why not go here?"

"There is a master there, a Yuanying demon cultivator, but he lives in seclusion and rarely appears on land."

"A demon cultivator in the water?"

"That's right."

Tu Shanjun nodded without saying anything. It was better not to rob here and there when he first arrived, so as not to harm the relationship between the neighbors. The Yuanying monks were also difficult to deal with. If Tianpeng and Kunyun interfered, they didn't know how long it would take to gain a foothold.

How much energy.

Then he asked: "Three hundred thousand miles of land should be enough to place a fourth-grade spiritual vein, right?"

Taiyi Zhenjun explained with a serious face: "The spiritual vein is like a dragon. If it cannot be stretched, the dragon will be trapped in the shallows. Not only will it be unable to continue to advance, but it will gradually decline, and it will become a trapped dragon and be locked here."

"This is indeed troublesome." Tu Shanjun clicked his tongue.

He didn't expect to encounter such a big problem when he first arrived. The most important thing was that he didn't have the confidence to bear the burden of the mountain. The Nascent Soul cultivator returned to strength, but it was still far from earth-shaking.

"With the abilities of fellow Taoist, I should be able to move the island thousands of miles away. When the time comes, I will use my secret technique to merge the land into one."

"I need some time to understand my magical powers."

"how long?"

"It can take as little as a few days, or as long as half a month." Tu Shanjun sat cross-legged on the giant ship and fell into concentration.

"good."

…

"Aren't we going to get off the giant ship?" Qian Fei looked at the two comrades beside him in confusion. The giant ship was stagnant in mid-air and seemed to have no intention of landing, but the ancestor did not urge it to continue sailing.

Xu Zhao looked at the endless wilderness, the scattered mountains in the distance, and the lush ancient forests near the mountains and rivers. He swallowed and said, "This... is really a grassroots sect."

Zhang De also understood what Xu Zhao meant.

Their sect has nothing except the two Yuanying Ancestors. The territory is desolate and the only monks who joined halfway are them.

Even though the giant ship is parked here, they can't understand it.

Xu Zhao and Zhang De bravely walked up to Taiyi Zhenjun and said nervously: "Ancestor, don't we let the sons go down to clean up wasteland? The sons can't wait to get off the giant ship."

Taiyi Zhenjun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this place is not enough to place the spiritual veins. If things cannot be done, there is no chance of having sex with others."

"ah."

"I don't need you to take action." Taiyi Zhenjun said.

"No, no, our ancestors are serious. Since we join the sect and we are part of the sect, how can we shrink from such a big event? I hope our ancestors will give us a chance to charge forward."

Regardless of whether what Xu Zhao said was true or false, Taiyi Zhenjun was quite happy, nodded and said: "There will be a time when you will make great achievements."

"Disciple resigns."

Xu Zhao muttered: "The situation is not good."

"What do you mean?"

"My ancestor didn't think much of this place."

"This place is the famous Pengyuan land in the Ghost Sea. It is the third largest place in the entire Ghost Sea. If the ancestor doesn't like this place, does he still want to pursue Jin Ao and Kun Shi?"

"Most likely." Xu Zhao nodded.

They did not shy away from using voice transmission. In front of the Yuanying Ancestor, their voice transmission technique was no different from speaking openly and honestly. It was better to speak honestly.

The ancestors will not be blamed for their analysis.

"It's better not to tell the sons about this yet, and wait for the ancestor's instructions." Qian Fei did not express his opinion, but he was a little worried. If he really went to other lands, there might be a war. Their strength was definitely

not enough to cope

"We have two Nascent Soul Ancestors. As long as the top masters don't interfere, there is still hope to win."

A few days later.

Tu Shanjun, who was in trance, suddenly opened his eyes, his magnificent scarlet eyes flashed with divine light, and said in a deep voice: "My magical power has been achieved, and I have also found a way to use Danshan's magical power to control the earth."

Taiyi Zhenjun looked at Tushanjun: "How is it?"

"I need magic support."

"good!"

Leaving behind the Yinhun Pill in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Tu Shanjun soared into the sky and leaped to a height of 10,000 meters above him.

The islands of Xingluo in the distance were completely within sight of the mainland. Taiyi Zhenjun chose this place very carefully. The scattered islands and large tracts of land around him were not far away, so he could save some energy.

The giant ship then took off.

Taiyi Zhezhenjun sat cross-legged in front of the deck, closed his eyes and provided mana to Tushanjun.

The monks in the giant ship ran out to watch.

They didn't doubt their ancestor, it was just that the giant ship had not moved or docked in the past few days, which made them a little anxious. Now that they finally saw their ancestor making some moves, they were excited but also confused.

"Look."
To be continued...