Tushanjun, who was sitting beside him, was holding a wine cup and his pupils suddenly shrank.

But he smiled and shook his head as if he had expected it.

If Da Tou didn't have any background, he wouldn't believe it himself.

Datou's path is very obscure, but it can be said to be on par with, or even surpass, his.

It’s not that Tushanjun is proud.

With his age and age, there are very few people who can keep up with him. He also didn't race against time to push himself because of his latent cultivation and enlightenment, so he seemed to be walking very slowly.

It was just that in Gao Xiu's eyes, he walked slowly, but in reality he walked fast but steadily.

Even many great geniuses are not as good as Tu Shanjun.

No wonder Datou would think that Tushanjun had lived a second life.

However, the big head that can be so stable and fast naturally has a great origin.

However, even Tu Shanjun did not expect that this was actually the second incarnation of Da Tou.

What makes Tushanjun strange is that if Datou has such a background, then Datou should be able to improve his own cultivation very quickly, which is not something Tushanjun can match.

Tu Shanjun immediately asked a question.

Datou sighed and continued: "Living the second life is a general term, and everyone's method is different."

"The method I use is to use my own Taoism and secret methods to break free from the shackles of the body, just like flowers blooming and falling, fallen leaves bearing fruit and blooming again."

"That's why it looks crude."

"Actually, my method is not to live out the second life in the true sense."

Datou frowned suddenly and explained in a deep voice: "If you want to live a complete second life, you need elixir to reshape the body, and Taoism to use medicine as the soul. Only in this way can you break through the shackles on the original basis and become a person who has surpassed the previous realm.

It exists and has the ability to continue climbing to the top.”

"Elixir?"

Tushanjun stared at the big head.

Datou dropped the wine bottle on the table angrily and lowered his voice: "If I had magic medicine, I wouldn't be like this grandma."

"The evil spirits of all tribulations will never enter the holy realm."

"I don't have any elixir. The second generation's body is always a hidden danger."

"What does the elixir look like?"

"There's everything."

"Strange shapes, trees, flowers, grass, lotus roots,..."

"Lotus root?"

Tushanjun fell into deep thought.

Using lotus roots as a body can lead to a second life and make breakthroughs in the original cultivation level.

There was only one person he could think of.

Third Prince.

If there were no elixirs as a guide to reshape the body, he would be like Datou now, hiding in a dilapidated Taoist temple, facing the problem of the wall falling down at any time.

"I don't have any elixir either."

Tushanjun spread his hands.

Not only did he not have any elixir, this was the first time he had ever heard of it.

This is the secret method of living a second life, and I am afraid that not even a few saints know it.

Most monks have only heard of living the second life, but they don't know how to complete it. However, there is one person, Tu Shanjun, who thinks that this person not only knows, but also expects to complete his second life.

Lord Jambuddha!

"I know you don't have any magic medicine, but you..."

Da Tou pointed at the Zhang Xu Zun Soul Flag standing in front of him, and said with admiration and surprise in his eyes: "It's really beautiful!"

He remembered that when he first saw the Zunhun Banner, it was just a magic weapon. What about now?

The ultimate Taoist soldier.

Others may not think much of a top-quality Taoist weapon, even if this Taoist weapon breeds a powerful and intelligent weapon spirit.

But Datou was different. He knew clearly that the Soul Reverend Banner could be advanced.

It had only been a few hundred years, but a magic weapon had become a top-notch Taoist weapon. Now that he had not seen Tu Shanjun's true form, he had reason to suspect that Tu Shanjun's main soul was preparing for the Soul Banner to be promoted to a sacred weapon.

"You don't have a magic medicine, but you have a way to grow it."

Datou stared at Tushanjun with bloodshot eyes.

Even the handsome face has a greenish gray color, and the smooth and white teeth in his mouth seem to have become sharper, fitting together like a row of tiny gears.

Datou suppressed the excitement in his heart and quietly looked at Tushanjun on the other side.

"Bu Bai knows, I can use my secret skills in exchange." Having said this, Datou's momentum became much weaker.

There is definitely nothing wrong with his own secret scriptures, and they will cause an uproar once they are released. However, compared with such an opportunity to change his destiny, they pale in comparison.

Tu Shanjun finally understood why Da Tou was so persistent.

Anyone who knows about such a thing will pursue it to the end.

Moreover, Datou is relatively candid.

Perhaps it was out of consideration for his 'previous life' or his current strength and understanding of him that Datou asked such an honest question.

It’s not that Tushanjun is self-conscious, but he doesn’t know it himself.

Why on earth does the Zunhun Banner have such the ability to continuously evolve?

If you really want to find a reason.

That should be,

'hang'

This crudely made thing that looks like a semi-finished audio and video editor is what distinguishes him from other creatures.

If I tell you this, I don't know whether Datou will believe it or not, and it might even involve his time travel.

Compared to the ability to advance the Soul Banner, the only thing Tu Shanjun wants to forget deeply in his heart but remembers clearly is this one thing.

Even though that period of time seemed like a dream, an illusory reminiscence, or a faded memory, he still refused to tell the biggest secret of his life.

Tu Shanjun stared at the wine bottle in front of him, the amber wine reflecting his face.

"My fellow Taoist was very powerful in his last life?"

Hear questions.

The gentle and calm tone, like an old friend reminiscing about old times, made Datou startled slightly, then he nodded, then shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "It's not bad."

After feeling regretful for a long time, he finally spoke: "For me, what happened in the last life is completely cut off from the past. What's the difference between being powerful and not being powerful?"

Tu Shanjun said with envy and admiration: "When I was alive, I was just a mortal."

The big avatar looked confused as if he didn't understand what Tushanjun said.

"That day."

"The sun is shining brightly."

"The scorching summer heats the heart."

"The young man was lying in a dilapidated house recovering from his injuries. His body was passed over by a fast horse and he suffered serious injuries."

"I heard the village chief beating gongs and drums to say that there were good people helping me, so I dragged my exhausted body to the entrance of the village. But the sun hit me, and the young man was already sweating profusely."

"The young man noticed something was wrong with him at the first sight when he saw the man standing at the entrance of the village giving porridge."

"That's a monk."

"Demon cultivator."

"The demonic cultivator raised the formation and massacred more than a hundred people in the village in an instant. However, the young man was deliberately left behind to be cast into an evil ghost using the soul refining method. He collected the newly formed soul flag and became the magic flag of the soul flag.

Utensil." Tu Shanjun stopped talking, his expression was very calm after he said these things.

Revenge when there is a grudge, and revenge when there is a grudge.

He has fully avenged himself.

Even the Blood Evil Sect was uprooted by him, so of course he has no resentment anymore.

He can also speak calmly.

Datou listened in surprise and frowned.

With the character of this old friend, he would never make up a lie just for the sake of lying.
To be continued...