"If I lose, you will continue to act as usual."

"I believe that the sect is not completely betting on us." Wu Rong said easily.

He thought so too.

The Taiyi Shengxian Sect has an extraordinary foundation. How can it be possible to achieve the fruition status only by relying on the two of them, master and disciple?

There must be other chips in hand.

Not to mention that it was far away, that day in Taijing, the forbidden land of gods, I took my junior sister to look for the Six Paths of Underworld Divine Weapon.

I heard that the little junior sister was the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal.

Whether there are immortals in this world is a matter of two opinions. There must be gods, and it would be more appropriate to say they are sword gods.

If he died in the Ancient Immortal Tower, the situation that Mo Ming had managed would make it easy for the sect to take over, and it would just be another Tao Lord coming to replace him.

Qiu Longjue wanted to persuade Wu Rong to focus on the overall situation and not act out of emotion.

But he couldn't say it at all.

What is the overall situation? Is it the eternal foundation and revival of the sect, the life and death of the disciples, or rescuing suffering in the world or saving death in the underworld? These are all the overall situation without exception.

But focusing on Wu Rong and Tu Shanjun, what they want to do is also the overall situation.

He just didn't expect that Wu Rong would have the great courage to kill himself to achieve justice.

Qiu Longjue raised his hands and said: "My ancestor will definitely get you a chance to fight a fair fight. You must be careful and don't underestimate the other party. Yuan Tong..."

"..."

He told everything he knew about Yuan Tong.

"I understand, thank you senior brother for your guidance."

Wu Rong made a rubbing and made it into a jade slip, and thanked him.

He had to admit that the monks of the sect might have different attitudes, but when it came to matters of life and death, they were still closely concerned and reliable.

Maybe I shouldn't have made the decision to leave back then.

But he has no regrets.

Entering a sect for further study and practicing on your own are both types of spiritual practice.

Wherever you practice, it is not practice.

"I'll go back and check in detail."

Qiu Longjue felt that it was time to return to the sect without further delay: "Taijing will be responsible for the rest of the matter."

"Elder, please rest assured."

Taijing should be down.

to early morning.

Wu Rong asked Yu Shen to arrange for these sect saints to live there.

He can't go to Guxian Tower so soon.

At least we have to wait for the soul of Taijitian to be delivered to further improve the master's cultivation.

It's a pity that there are not so many souls, otherwise we can wait for the master to enter Sanhua.

Of course, after entering the Three Flowers Ancient Immortal Tower, they will definitely not agree to a fair fight.

Furthermore, Sanhua Daojun has undergone another qualitative change.

Master Tushanjun can be promoted, but he is still Ichika, and the risk is even greater.

So now is indeed the best time.

He controls the soul flag with the realm of one flower, and the master's realm of two flowers versus Yuan Tong's realm of two flowers.

After sending a few people away, Wu Rong went to his desk to compile a book and sent it to the Yuren Yue in the form of jade slips far away in the Eastern Wasteland.

…

Eastern Wasteland.

The land of the Feathered People.

Since Yuren Feihe was beheaded, Yuren Yue has taken control of the great clan.

With great perseverance, the Dao Master refined the Dao Master and held the Residual Dao in his hand. In this aspect, the Residual Dao took a further step, and he vaguely gained the demeanor of the Great Dao.

Suddenly one day, I opened my eyes and spread out the jade slips.

See the letter for details, and laughed loudly and said: "Good friend, I knew you could go further."

"Cultivation of destiny means that the sky is a ghost. It is a destiny ghost. I have gained the soul of my ancestor, so I should have more insights."

"It's no wonder that you can become a Taoist master on a cloudy day and open up a place in the underworld!"

"..."

Happiness was gradually replaced by surprise.

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.

He thought Wu Rong was here to invite him to have a drink in the underworld, but he didn't expect it to be for such a big event.

Wu Rong planned to pass his line and asked the monks to discuss it in detail.

Yu Renyue immediately made the connection.

…

"Do you really want to take action?"

In the hall, the old fox looked at Qilin Da Sikong in surprise.

Da Sikong played the chess piece without falling for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he put the chess piece back and sighed: "Within just a few days of hard work, Tai Chi Heaven will send the spirit to you."

"Thank you, Da Sikong." Wu Rong thanked him with his hands.

"Can't avoid it?" Da Sikong frowned and asked, and at the same time his eyes fell on Tu Shanjun.

It was as if he hoped that the Erhua Weapon Spirit could persuade his disciples.

Such a big thing is not just talk, the more important point is that it will not do any good to their Tai Chi Heaven.

He agreed to this condition because Tushanjun could harvest the soul, and they might have friendship in the future.

Wouldn't it be better to let him use Daojun to float the water now, maybe even the water will not splash?

At the same time, he was even more afraid of the fateful ghost Taojun and the spirit dog in front of him.

If he doesn't agree, can he escape with You Niu Hong intact?

It should be and can be.

Da Sikong is very confident in his own way.

But he couldn't do this. Don't worry about it. If one or two people were killed or injured, it would be their Tai Chi Heaven's loss.

Wu Rong said frankly: "The underworld acts upright and upright, and there is nothing wrong with others."

"I not only want to fight this battle, I also want to win!"

Feeling the resolute courage, Da Sikong sighed and suddenly laughed.

Only now did he understand why the God of Nature was declining more and more, and it was still the word "fear of losing".

Hiding in Tibet, not daring to start a real war, we can only live in the territorial barrier.

As his power gradually weakened, he was assimilated into the immortal way and his divinity was long gone.

Why do you endure so much and survive? Is it just because you are alive?

At this moment, he really felt old.

The future belongs to young people.

And Wu Rong knew it clearly.

Old guys like them will not give up their position. The only way for young people to get to the top is to 'fight'.

Fight and fight.

If we don't pull down these old immortals, there will never be anyone to make room for the young people, and there will be no future in Hades.

Da Sikong looked at the top corner weapon spirit that looked like a sculpture.

Qi Ling only turned his eyes slightly to look over.

Not a word was spoken, and there was no performance.

However, the calmness and determination are beyond words.

He obviously also supports Wu Rong and is willing to just be a 'weapon spirit'.

Tu Shanjun wore his sleeves and did not express his position, but he always stood beside Wu Rong.
To be continued...