There are many people who practice qi at the age of ten and build foundation at the age of eleven or twelve. Those with extraordinary talents have already transformed into gods at the age of thirty.

It takes thousands of years to achieve enlightenment, which is considered slow.

Fortunately, the realm is stable and steady.

This is why he wants to slow down Tu Shan Jinghong's cultivation speed. He wants Tu Shan Jinghong to lay a solid foundation.

It doesn't matter if you walk fast, what matters is that you walk steadily, that you walk long, that you have a path to walk, and that you can keep walking.

"Jinghong must have left for Middle-earth a long time ago." Tu Shanjun originally wanted to use the fragments of the soul left behind to do some calculations, but finally thought about it and put down the magic. No news is the best news, so he had better stay away.

To prevent the news from getting out and involving Jinghong again.

Wu Rong's discovery of the forbidden land already made Tu Shanjun very angry.

Because of this, even if Datou came to help, he almost fell out with Datou.

…

Wu Rong miscalculated.

Divine weapons can indeed be converted into materials, but only one amount can be converted.

The great sage of the arsenal said that this was the charter of the royal city, and he had nothing to do.

In the end, Wu Rong was converted into materials.

He wanted the magic weapon to be useless, and he even wanted to use the Earth Soul Bell as a calculation ball. This thing was completely incomparable with the Zunhun Banner, so why not replace it with a piece of magic weapon material.

However, he felt that it was not worthwhile to just change it.

Since everyone has magic weapons in their hands, there is no need to be so anxious.

Two more days.

Wandering around, buying weapons, elixirs, talisman formations...

Several workshops were demolished and many monks were hired.

In addition, there were also the spirit-transforming Nascent Souls who came to help, so the two people who came with only one person and one demon had already gathered into a huge convoy.

Looking from the front, you can see hundreds of earth dragon camel beasts stretching as far as the eye can see, all carrying different supplies.

They said they were supplies, but in fact the supplies had been placed in the soul flag by Wu Rong a long time ago. They were the belongings of the other monks and others who were traveling with him, and he almost brought all the pots and pans with him.

Wu Rong boarded the beast cart and said: "Everything is ready to be purchased. We should also go to the Demon Underworld."

Walk out of the giant gate of the royal city and cross the long bridge.

Leave the pass completely.

Wu Rong released the huge Yunzhan ship.

The giant ship was five hundred feet long and slowly docked.

The deck is extended through the operation of various Yin soldiers and ghost generals.

When all the camel beasts boarded the ship, Yu Shen ran over and raised his hands and said: "My lord, I have checked it and there are no errors or omissions. You can prepare to start the cloud chariot and go to the Demon Underworld."

"Hard work." Wu Rong smiled and nodded.

He forgot how many times he said yes in the past few days.

Now we finally set off.

Wu Rong commanded the ghost general to activate the giant ship.

"Buzz!"

The behemoth suddenly took off into the sky.

…

Wu Rong stood at the front of the deck and looked quietly at the sky in the distance.

Wu Rong looked sideways in surprise.

A shadow of a devil wearing a black and red robe floated in the light mist.

Isn’t it none other than Master Tushanjun?

"This disciple thought that Master didn't like to move around."

"That's right."

Tu Shanjun smiled and said: "If you want to seize the vassal land, I should show up."

"Something on your mind?"

"Happy."

Wu Rong shook his head and said with a bright smile: "Finally I have a place of my own!"

Tu Shanjun stood aside and said nothing.

He stood as usual.

Wu Rong looked at his master Tu Shanjun beside him.

The one he admires most is Tu Shanjun.

He was so powerful, yet he could stand calmly and willingly, without saying a word, as if he were a shadow that would never steal the light.

Not just beside him.

Earlier, it was beside my uncle.

Perhaps the same is true for Master standing next to ‘others’.

He also always believes that holding the Soul Banner is not a disaster, on the contrary, it is a blessing.

To be favored and protected by such a powerful person is even more lucky among the lucky.

He is a master, but more like a guardian spirit.

It is very easy for a strong man to become a demon.

Being able to control his power, control himself, and turn his power into a form of protection was something he couldn't even come close to achieving.

"Master, why did you row an extra two thousand miles?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes moved slightly and he said, "There is a snare in that place."

"A snare?"

"That's it..." Wu Rong's eyes widened suddenly.
Chapter completed!