When Shou He went to deal with the documents, his wife went into the kitchen to cook dinner.

Tu Shanjun was leaning on a wicker chair and holding a scroll.

Think carefully.

This matter was handled a bit crudely, not because there was anything wrong with the reason for entering, but because we shouldn't have made the other party agree so eagerly.

In this world, it has always been difficult to ask others to do things. Only when others ask you can you seize the initiative and make the other party more convinced and willing.

Although Tushanjun knew that there would probably be changes here, King Hui of Daqi didn't know.

If he did not comply and reported it to the emperor, it would cause more trouble.

“You should still be cautious in your words and deeds in everything.”

Tu Shanjun clutched the scroll and lowered his voice.

There are many things that you can't explain clearly to the other person, and even if you do, no one will understand.

Even if Tu Shanjun directly told King Hui that the world has changed, if we can exchange interests, take Xishan and me, and be a protector, it would not be able to convince King Hui. It is not as good as using the color of gods and ghosts.

"It's a little rough, but it's still progress."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

He gradually understood some of the wisdom of advanced cultivation.

There are many things that you cannot and should not intervene in.

…

A large temple was built in Xishan.

It looks like a temple, but it is different from ordinary Taoist temples and different from those monk temples. It looks like a temple.

This palace occupies a huge area, enclosing half of the west mountain. The west mountain is controlled by King Hui, and he can do whatever he wants, which means that there are officials impeaching him in the court.

King Hui ignored him.

After hearing a few complaints from those scholars, he continued to build his palace.

In less than a month, with King Hui's gold and silver opening the way, the temple was almost completed.

There are five square halls inside and ten standard balconies outside that are connected to each other.

Standing not far from the gate of the temple, a servant held an umbrella to block the bright sun. Yuan Mu sighed: "Oh, I was born in a prince's family and knew too much, but I was stuck in it. I don't care about this or who.

Small households are unwilling to go, but big sects cannot reach the threshold..."

“What a beautiful view!”

"It's a good view."

"But it's still lacking..."

"But what?"

Yuan Mu frowned.

He was about to see who was so bold as to answer the question while he was talking to himself.

Just as he was about to scold the guard, he heard a somewhat hoarse voice from the ethereal voice.

"I am missing a temple blessing."

Yuan Mu suddenly felt a cold feeling coming from behind.

"Bold."

The attendant shouted angrily.

"shut up!"

Yuan Mu hurriedly stopped and turned his stiff neck to look for the voice. He saw a tall and strong man wearing a black and red robe and iron cloud boots walking slowly towards him.

That man's long dark red hair was extremely eye-catching.

Her long hair was tied up randomly, giving her a rather unruly look.

At first Yuan Mu didn't dare to recognize him, but seeing the other person getting closer and closer, he couldn't pretend anymore and asked tremblingly: "Are you the one?"

"I am the temple blessing here." The tall man answered with his hands raised.

Seeing the other party admit that Yuan Mu let out a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he would not be able to see the rightful owner.

Yuan Mu cupped his hands and said, "Sir, please excuse me."

The tall, red-haired young man returned the favor and said, "If there is any big event, you can come to the Yama Jun Temple to observe it."

After the words fell, the tall red-haired young man walked towards the temple. As he waved his hand, the breeze blew by, and dozens of red-turbaned warriors accompanied him, spontaneously repairing the unfinished temple.

A few moments.

The scattered laborers and craftsmen who were still there were also invited out.

Standing at the door, King Hui Yuanmu looked at the old Taoist priest beside him and asked solemnly: "What can Master Zhang see?"

The old Taoist priest's cloudy eyes flashed with divine light.

He said in a deep voice: "It's unfathomable."

The old Taoist priest couldn't see the tall young man clearly at all. He stood there like an invisible abyss in the sky.

There was a faint voice in his heart telling him that if he used Dharma Eyes to take a look, he would probably be completely swallowed up by the abyss and become dust that dispersed in the heaven and earth.

Hearing what the old Taoist said, Yuan Mu was no longer nervous.

No matter who the other person is, he can be regarded as his backer now.

I just hope that this Lord of Hell will become stronger and better.

"Go home."

Yuan Mu considered how to obtain the promise from Lord Yan, but was afraid of offending Gao Xiu.

At least you have to know who the other party is and what sect they are, so that you can talk to them.

Thinking of Xiao Xitian Fozi's rejection, Yuan Mu's heart was filled with a bit of gloom and displeasure.

After boarding the carriage, Yuan Mu looked at the old Taoist priest unwillingly and asked: "Master Zhang, do you really have no chance to join those big sects? Although the Taoist sect and Xitian are very ancient, the more so, the more enlightened you should be."

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Master Zhang smiled awkwardly, cupped his hands and said, "With your prince's talent, you can cultivate the golden elixir by turning your energy and blood into magic power after leaving the sacred forbidden land. However, your prince is old and does not have a Taoist body. Otherwise,

The prince should have been taken away by those people when he was ten years old."

"If you don't enter the Taoist sect, and you don't reach the Western Heaven, there should be one of the other ancient sects..."

Yuan Mu sighed: "Hehuan Sect and Beast Control Sect are equally ancient and large, but I... would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. I might as well join a large sect that is strong in it and become a true successor."

The Hehuan Sect and the Beast Control Sect have low thresholds, but they also have no future.

Even these two are not allowed to enter the True Legend, let alone the Ancient Immortal Tower and Wanfa Sect.

In fact, Yuan Mu wanted to join the Wanfa Sect.

Although I heard that Wanfa Sect was not inherited from ancient times, it actually reached its peak in recent times.

Even Daomen and Xitian are selling the face of Wanfa Sect.

The old Taoist priest looked complicated.

He didn't even dare to hope for these top-notch giants.

Among the five great worlds, Middle-earth is the most powerful, and the names of these forces are even more resounding in Middle-earth.

Even if people born in the Yuanyang Region are extremely talented, those who can become the true successors of those top forces are rare.

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It can only be said that Yuan Mu has not yet entered the path of cultivation and has no intuitive feelings about the people on the immortal path.

Now Yuan Mu only looked at the man who called himself 'Yan Jun' in awe, thinking that he had a guaranteed way out, but he didn't know the terror of that man at all. When Taoist Zhang saw that man for the first time, he

I felt an extraordinary temperament from the tall red-haired young man.

…

Instructing the red scarf warriors to complete the final repairs, Tushanjun stood on the bluestone bricks of the largest palace, the Yanjun Palace, and looked at the clay sculpture sitting upright in the shrine.

The clay sculpture is about three feet high.

Wearing a black imperial robe and a crown on his head.

The bead curtain covered part of his face.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what kind of appearance he should make, so he simply covered up his unfinished appearance with a puff of pure air. Anyway, there were no faithful men and women coming to offer incense and worship. Any kind of appearance would be fine.

Even if there is only a ball of fresh air hovering there, it doesn't matter if you make a scribble to block it.

evening.
To be continued...