Master Chiyun went to the ruins to find trouble with the rightful owner, venting his anger on his own junior, leaving this mess with him.

Tu Shanjun looked around but didn't have much to say.

The disciples of Wanfa Sect are of good quality and are not a mess in Wuyang.

Most of them are awake and know what they should do.

Heal injuries when they should be treated, restore mana when they should be restored...

If there is nothing to do, it is not easy for Mr. Tushan to ask the golden elixir monk of Po Na Rakshasa Xu Clan.

If you want to show your courage, you have to go back to the banner, but you can't go back in a big way. Isn't this too stupid?

Just wait.

It's a pity that the man in the fog who was chasing him was roasted into black charcoal by Zhenren Chiyun, and the evil energy all over his body was in vain.

There is no way to do this, the strength is insufficient, the magic weapon has just been promoted, and I don't know when it will be improved again.

Tu Shanjun's eyes were deep in thought. There was a lot going on this time, but by some combination of circumstances, his strength was greatly increased.

Obtain three major benefits. One is the advanced magic weapon of the Soul Banner, which can be received by all ghosts.

The second is to reach the golden elixir in one's own strength and take a life of the same level.

The last step is to understand the Dharma Realm's "Spiritual Realm of Death", to see one's own path clearly, and to understand some of one's own ways.

According to the teachings of the spiritual world, he can be considered as taking the first step.

While thinking deeply.

The roar of the cave came from the distance.

What followed was a violent wave of air walls.

Howling wind.

"The fight started." Tu Shanjun's eyelids moved and he didn't want to get involved.

With the strength of Master Chiyun, it would be a drag for him, a ghost cultivator who lacks magic power, to help, so he just needs to wait and see.

A little while.

Dressed in black and white robes, Master Chiyun returned to the blood cave, holding the head of a Rakshasa Void tribe in his hand.

The robe on Master Chiyun was fully activated, the red dragon sword energy was lingering, and the blue dragon-like sword hairpin moved freely, and he casually tied up his red hair in a bun.

Tu Shanjun looked startled, the aura exuding from that head was stronger than that of the man in the mist.

This had to make him doubt the strength of Zhenren Chiyun.

"Is it the peak of the golden elixir?" It doesn't make sense if you think about it. It would be good if the disciples in the sect can give a rough estimate of their cultivation level. How could it be so precise?

There is no reason to put some smoke bombs to confuse some people, so there will be a small gap of one or two levels in the realm.

But Tushanjun didn't open his eyes to peep.

This in itself is a very annoying technique.

Just use it when facing the enemy. If you casually observe a monk who is higher than your own realm, it is easy to anger the opponent.

Tu Shanjun also didn’t find out what color underwear someone was wearing.

Master Chiyun threw down the head and did not say much. He only said that the evil cultivator of Dongtian Queen was to be punished to comfort my Wanfa Sect disciples.

He is a ruthless person and doesn't talk much.

As soon as they arrived, they beheaded Jindan in the fog, blocked the door and killed a Rakshasa who was suspected to be in the late stage of Jindan.

So far, I am not out of breath or blushing, and I am taking it calmly.

What Tu Shanjun didn't know was that Chiyun Zhenren blocked the door and saw that the other party was about to escape, so he used his own magic to open the black door, caught him and chopped off his head.

Although in the end the opponent's Yin Shen used the golden elixir to escape, his body was completely ruined and he would not be able to recover for decades or even hundreds of years.

The foundation-building monks are proficient in escape techniques and can control the Yin Shen. When they reach the golden elixir stage, their life-saving means are only stronger than weak.

Not even Master Chiyun can kill golden elixirs like killing chickens and dogs.

The man in the mist was not his true form, and all the spiritual beings and spirits fell into the spell. The head was cut off by turning the heart, but it was not as simple as Tu Shanjun imagined.

…

Go in two months.

The night is gloomy.

The wind roared, beating at the small square window.

There are several pieces of wood standing on the small window as horizontal bars.

The silvery glow of the moonlight scattered and broke into the small room along the low window.

The four low walls are white and the space is small, but the appliances are complete.

If it is a cell where people are imprisoned, it is better to say it is a small dark room where people can temporarily live in repentance.

On the bed, Ding Xie, who had 90% of his mana locked away, was bored and holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures on self-cultivation, with the laws and rules of the Wanfa Sect printed on the back.

When I looked next to the desk, I saw laminated rice paper that had been prepared early.

Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all available.

Half of the wall is supported by bookshelves. There are no exercises for practice, but Taoist scriptures for enlightenment and cultivating the mind.

However, these are not the originals, they are rubbings moved from the Sutra Pavilion, and several of them have been annotated by the master.

Ding Xie turned his head and looked at the junior brothers guarding the porter.

They were playing dice, and their eyes were filled with small chips made of spiritual stones.

There are also those who meditate and practice on their own without participating in it.

Ding Xie stretched his neck and looked to both sides.

"Brother, there are only single-room concierges in Siguoya. It's useless for you to look at them. How about I help you open the door?" Seeing Ding Xie coming over, the law enforcement disciple outside the horizontal wooden door said in a whisper.

, take off the key from your waist.

Open the long lock on the horizontal wooden door.

He opened the door casually, not caring whether Ding Xie would escape.

He waved his hand: "Go, go, go." Ding Xie drove away the junior brother in front of the door.

The wooden gatehouse in front of me seemed to be undefended. Not to mention the 90% of his mana that was tied up, even if it was tied up with 100%, I could get out with my physical body alone.

In the past half month, I have become familiar with the senior fellow students who live here.

Most of the people who repented here did not commit serious crimes. They were just locked up for ten and a half months to sharpen their character. If it takes too long, it will only last a year and a half.

It's not like thinking about a dungeon at the bottom of a cliff.

That's where the defense is really tight, and the formations are recorded in a watertight manner.

They were either imprisoning disciples who had committed serious crimes, evil demons who had committed many evil deeds, or monks who had committed extremely evil crimes against mortals.

Ding Xie was lucky that he was selected as a minor offender by the sect.

Since ancient times, it has been impossible to make up for the majority of the merits and demerits. No matter how great the merits are, if you have committed a crime that goes against the Tao, you must ask questions carefully.

Probably because people are more severe towards those who harm their interests.

Thinking that in the past half month, the sect should have investigated clearly. Ding Xie couldn't help but sigh, and picked up the Taoist scriptures to study again.

The talisman was not confiscated by the sect, but it was sealed.

Magic swords and utensils are all affixed with seals and talismans.

While he was returning to Dongyuan City, Tushanjun pretended to say goodbye and left.

He lied about being in an emergency, but actually returned to the Soul Banner.

Ding Xie hid the Zunhun Banner and did not bring it back to the sect.

Originally, Tushanjun was debating whether to use the formation flag as a disguise, but after thinking about it, he strangled him to death.

Later I found that I had fallen into a misunderstanding of my thinking.

Even if soul flags appeared in the testimonies of Li Shengli and Gu Xiao,

Just say that the soul flag is Li Qingfeng's magic weapon.

The two were friends, and at that moment Li Qingfeng lent the magic weapon to Ding Xie for protection.

When people want to leave, of course they have to take their magic weapons with them.

As for Wanfa Sect's gratitude, if Li Qingfeng couldn't be found, he handed it over to Ding Xie first and then transferred it to him.

It is impossible for the sect to pursue a person who does not exist in the world at all, not to mention that the other party has just helped Wanfa Sect.

Even people in the Demon Sect, most of whom are helped, cannot do such stabbing things in the back.

Wanfa Sect is a large sect, and although it does not claim to be righteous, it has obviously long been considered by the world to be a righteous sect.
To be continued...