thump.

thump!

The giant cocoon beats powerfully.

Surrounded by awe-inspiring inspiration.

When it is about to rise, the formation formed by the eight light pillars will cover it up, allowing the light to shine here.

Under the reflection of the green iron banner of the Zunhun Banner, the giant cocoon was also dyed with a layer of light blue ink fairy catkins.

It's like a star ring spinning around it.

In the giant cocoon, Xu Sanniang sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, her sword held horizontally in front of her, and a three-winged butterfly dancing gracefully on her shoulder.

The golden elixir hanging as high as the full moon above the sea of ​​dharma seemed to turn into an illusion in an instant, with a shrunken Sanniang sitting cross-legged in it, but it was not as solid as usual.

"Fake baby." Inside the banner, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but marvel.

With the help of powerful spiritual roots and huge resources, Taoist monks can take the first step to reach the pinnacle just like eating and drinking.

Moreover, this is the kind of pressure that a big environment should have.

Geniuses can emerge in a few years or more than ten years and reach the peak of the first step.

It’s no wonder that Da Zong’s positioning of Tianjiao is to enter the Nascent Soul realm before the age of fifty.

These regulations are considered generous.

With the spiritual energy concentration, opportunities, resources, and inheritance of the Great Realm, if you cannot win a place in a short period of time, you will slowly fall behind.

No wonder that boy from Wanfa Sect was so resentful after he was sent to Xingluo Hai that he almost said 'I want to find someone to vent to' written all over his face.

At the speed of these geniuses, they will fall to the same level in five years, let alone fifty years.

Then there will be no need to argue.

Cultivation is the foundation of everything. Without cultivation, it is truly difficult to move forward.

In this way, Tu Shanjun's thoughts became even more serious.

What a nine-year agreement?

I’ll date you as a big-headed guy!

Now that Sanniang has the peak strength of the golden elixir, he can take Sanniang to run away quietly at any time, and then take everything back when her cultivation level improves.

All hypocrisy and compromise are just coping strategies.

Even if you are an old ghost like the old devil, you still have to lie.

"Run or not?"

"run!"

Without any hesitation, Tu Shanjun made a decisive decision.

In the remaining three years, let alone a Taoist genius, even with the talent to become an immortal, it is impossible to reach the peak of Yuanying in a short time. The Yin Soul Pill is very powerful, but the requirements for mana in the Yuanying realm are greater and the accumulation is also greater.

More.

Three years?

Do not make jokes.

It took senior brother Taiyi two hundred years to complete this road of accumulation.

Otherwise, why would Da Zong only have requirements for Nascent Soul? Because that can be achieved in a short time.

As the level rises, the further you go, the slower it gets. The magic power of Taoism is accumulated and is not achieved overnight.

The only thing that needs to be worried about now is the Pei family's blockade on Sanniang, but it should be impossible for the Pei family to send out the Lord Transformation God. With Sanniang's current magic power, it is enough to make him manifest a move.

From this blow, monks with lower levels of cultivation than him would have no chance of surviving.

Xu Sanniang slowly opened her eyes, and the shadow of the gathering of fresh air flashed in her eyes. Then the giant cocoon around her body turned into boundless fresh air and fed back to her body. Supplemented by Sanniang's bright face like a dazzling mountain and river, she was as bright as a god.

people.

Tu Shanjun, who transformed into a red-haired imp and sat on Xu Sanniang's shoulder, said:

"time to go."

Sanniang was stunned as soon as these words came out. She thought that she had just stepped into the false baby, and would soon survive the disaster and become the True Lord of Nascent Soul. With time, she would accumulate mana, and with the help of Yinhun Dan, she would be able to do it in four years.

Inside……

As if he had read through Sanniang's mind, the red-haired kid on the shoulder asked: "What level has it reached?"

After thinking about it, Sanniang said: "If the situation is better, we can enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"And then borrow three lives from the Dao body to fight to the death with the Pei family?"

"I have no idea."

Tu Shanjun's plan is really interesting.

If Sanniang can reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul and then borrow the Dao body, she can borrow the magic power of the gods, and there are still two magic powers. Then she will definitely be able to exert the full strength of the Soul Banner.

There shouldn't be any problem against the late-stage Venerable.

But, this is the power gained from burning one’s life.

does it worth?

Sanniang looked at the ancient treasured spiritual sword in her hand and was stunned, and then said: "If we break the promise, the old house and the ancient sword will give up."

"Very important?"

Hearing the ethereal and hoarse voice, Sanniang shook her head and said, "I already know what is locked in the ancient house, and I also know why my father died."

"what?."

"Criticisms from Immortals."

Tu Shanjun's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned from a red-haired kid to the soul banner, and said with a trembling voice: "Become an immortal?"

"Comments from becoming an immortal?"

"What do you mean, did he predict it using the butterfly dream Taoist body, or is it a magical power?"

"Could it be that he calculated someone's fate?"

This was the first time that Sanniang saw Tushanjun lose his composure.

Even the joys, anger, sorrows and joys in daily life are incomparable.

It's like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, but worrying that the life-saving straw is a rootless duckweed or not tough enough.

The emergence of this kind of news made this old man extremely excited.

His expression was complicated and difficult to hide, and he just asked for follow-up questions.

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "I only learned this secret after I sacrificed my blood to the sword."

"The ancient sword in my hand is the key to the ancient house. I have made an agreement with the Pei family. If I don't join the Great Weapon Sect in nine years, I will give the ancient sword and the ancient house to them."

Inside the Zunhun Banner.

Under the big locust tree.

Tushanjun himself could not hide his complicated emotions, his eyes were full of surprise, and even more so, he felt a sense of horror.

No wonder a Taoist monk as strong as him could die and still disappear so peacefully. It turned out that he had deduced that it was an immortal path, but what shocked Tushanjun even more was that there really was an immortal path.

That is to say.

There really are immortals in this world.

"Fairy!"

Tu Shanjun stood up abruptly, stood in front of the Taoist temple, and looked towards the distant city, towering like mountains, where more than 2.6 million Yin gods were located.

His eyes sparkled with light.

This is a prophecy of immortality.

Back then, the blood gourd only had the words "How to transform demons into immortals from the Holy Spirit", so Tu Shanjun was hesitant to keep it. What's more, Sanniang said it herself that the ancient house left to her by her father contained a prophecy of immortality.

Even a few words were enough to move him.

"Brother Tushan still thinks we should leave at this time?"

Xu Sanniang laughed.

Beautiful as a blooming star.

She knew that Tu Shanjun definitely wanted to become an immortal, so she didn't mind using her Taoist magical powers.

Even if one of your wings is broken off.

What's the big difference between one wing and three wings?

As she said, she can reach the top even without a Taoist body.
To be continued...