While Wu Rong was meeting the monks who had sent him the invitations, Tu Shanjun returned to the banner and continued to study the treasures given by the Qing Emperor.
That is not an actual treasure, but a picture.
A map that mediates between reality and reality.
This picture only recorded one thing, but it made Tushanjun look awe-inspiring.
Tushanjun in the Taoist temple opens his palms.
The map will appear immediately.
Holding the map, he walked to the entrance of the Taoist temple and looked at the hanging city in the distance.
It is a world that belongs only to the dead.
There is another realm opposite to it, which is called "Wuhan Guixu".
The Guixu Realm can be called the realm of the living. It has complete water, fire and wind, and is not much different from the world inside the monk's body.
If there is, it means that the current Guixu is still in chaos, all creations cannot be regarded as real, and there is no growth of spiritual energy or the extension of mineral veins.
The line between life and death is so blurred.
In Soul Banner, he is a well-deserved 'god'. The sun rises in the west and sets in the east in just a thought. He can reach anywhere he wants without any hindrance. With just a thought, he can open up a road and set space and time in a place.
point, forming a delicate balance.
And what this map describes happens to be very similar.
Tu Shanjun tightened his grip on the map and moved his fangs slightly: "Shen Ting..."
His eyes flickered slightly.
As long as you master this treasure map, you can quickly travel between the Yang world and the underworld, and even transport troops quickly without damaging the monks.
This is the ‘net of heaven and earth’ erected by the ancient divine court on the fortress to connect all the world.
"I have seen its power before."
Tu Shanjun said to himself: "Back in the Xiaohuang Territory, each sect divided its strength and divided it into 'keys'. That thing itself was an imitation of the snare. The key unilaterally opened a specific space, allowing the monks to go to the Yuanyang Territory.
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"Brother really handed the snare to him?"
On a boat on the long lake in front of the giant wooden shrine, which is as clear as the sky.
Qingdi nodded slightly and said: "It's useless to stay here with me. Many of the snares recorded above have long been occupied by various families. It will take a while for him to find one or two that no one is using."
The female cultivator sitting aside drinking tea frowned slightly: "Brother, are you afraid?"
Qing Emperor sighed and said: "People like you and me, with just a flick of a finger, life will be ruined."
The female cultivator looked at her coldly and said sternly: "Brother doesn't want to summon the old troops, so I won't ask. If the formation chart is not willing to be handed over to me, I won't force it. Why should it be given to an Erhua Weapon Spirit? Does it mean that brother thinks he can recreate the world, but I know
His real background is just a chess piece of the Taoist sect."
"In this world, the immortal will live forever, and the dead will not live in peace."
"Brother, don't you find it annoying that the royal city is crowded?"
Qingdi said patiently: "This is why I am willing to hand over the formation map to him. Perhaps he can sort out the blockage of Yin Yang II in the world of life and death."
The female cultivator sneered:
"With him?"
"A half-hearted dilettante."
"He has a very good idea. If he wants to use a tool to appear as a flower, his fighting power is strong, but his Taoism may not be true. He will feel better when the three flowers gather at the top."
"Don't disturb him."
"The female cultivator stood up and said calmly: "The Yuan Shengming Demon has found a way to quickly make the world's beings build a new path. I came here today to invite my brother to be the leader of this new path. It seems that my brother has made up his mind.
"
"I won't bother you, brother, and don't ask me about my big plans.
Qing Di was stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled, why did he invite him to be the leader? It was obviously an excuse to ask him not to interfere anymore, and said: "Why bother to argue."
The female cultivator paused in her steps and turned her head slightly. On her flawless face, her eyes moved as she said, "Don't argue, how do you do that?"
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Putting away the map of heaven and earth, Tushanjun began to decompose the elixir again.
To do such a big thing this time will inevitably require a huge amount of pills.
In fact, the apprentice is right, those second-step monks are indeed nothing, but any living being can reach the peak of the first step by relying on pills.
What should I do if I don’t have my own path, or if I really have limited qualifications and can’t understand it?
Then learn, borrow, or even steal or rob...
For example, the most basic skills of the great sect make the monks' behavior tainted with the style of the great sect.
There are so many geniuses in this world, they are just following the path of their predecessors. As a powerful leader, he can compile his path and let his disciples follow him. As for the price...
It cannot be said that there is no self...
Tu Shanjun didn’t know how to describe it.
He once thought it was cruel to do so.
You don’t even have your own way, you can only learn other ways.
But if you think about it carefully, some people are born with incompetent understanding, and some people are born with no way. However, they are very lucky to have a way to learn.
People must have enough to eat and not be bullied by outsiders before they can think about their own human rights and freedoms.
Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, but strong.
Power is always mixed with cruelty.
In the huge torrent, an individual is insignificant.
In the past, in Daheishan, he was not a god, but he was regarded as a god by the people of hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers.
He felt this was wrong.
People should control their own path and should not place their hopes on "gods". Worshiping gods is useless, even if that god really exists.
Later, when the Taiyi Sect was founded, Tu Shanjun stood up.
He felt that his idea was wrong at that time.
It exists for a reason.
Since ‘gods’ exist, then people in Li will naturally worship gods.
Whether they are for peace, prosperity, wealth, or other good or evil wishes...
If ‘God’ exists, we should face him.
‘God’ is also a part of everyone and a part of nature.
Not facing up to this existence is the problem.
Cultivation is essentially a simple and materialistic process of understanding the world.
Some are quick to recognize, some are slow to recognize.
In this process, some people knew more, and thus created the Imperial Classics, and taught them to future generations through scriptures and Taoist scriptures, so that they can use such tools to understand faster.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Looking back, many of his perceptions were also wrong.
If you want to quickly establish a force that can spread the Dao to the world, you really need to use some special means.
Those monks who do not have a great path and cannot understand their true meaning can definitely follow his path further.
This is to follow the great road.
Why was Tushanjun very conservative when establishing the sect and only accepted two disciples?
It just feels wrong to do so without large-scale implementation.
Chi Xuan lost his life in Dongtian after practicing the Taoism of Wanfa Sect. He did not want to make the same mistake again, so he only accepted two disciples.
But if we simply blame it on the scriptures of Wanfa Sect, there will be a big problem.
Did Chi Xuan do such a thing after practicing the scriptures of the Wanfa Sect, or was it because he wanted to do this in order to practice the scriptures of the Wanfa Sect and make rapid progress.
Come back to your senses.
Tushanjun sorted the pills.
Maybe one day we will look back at today.
He may be wrong again.
However, the future’s belief that the past was ‘wrong’ does not conflict with what is right now.
The stages of life are different.
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Wu Rong, who was interviewing several candidates one after another, sat on the main seat in the main hall with a gloomy face, tapping his fingers unconsciously.
Logically speaking, after so much effort, there shouldn't be only a few monks taking action, and all of them were wandering around in the second step, not even a three-step monk.
"Even if those four are going to open a mansion, we shouldn't collect them all."
"What's going on?"
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The monk in monk's robes who had reached Gongguan Street was about to move forward when a figure stopped him.
The man said with a smile: "I have long admired your name."
"You know me?"
The monk named Yu was quite surprised.
"Who doesn't know Taoist Friend Yu Shen?"
Yu Shen narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't think that the other person stopped him just to praise him. He put it in his sleeve and took it out, cupped his hand and said, "You haven't asked for advice yet?"
"Don't dare, ghost tribe, Chu Lianfei."
"What does fellow Taoist mean?"
"Don't you see, Fellow Daoist Yu, that I was ordered to stay here to avoid fighting with many fellow Daoists?"
"That Guan Minghou relied on the royal city to win the title of both good and evil, so he gained his reputation, but he swallowed souls to refine his soul, and the magic weapon in his hand was specifically for this purpose."
"The monks of our clan have reported it to the clan leader."
"As soon as he leaves the royal city, ask the elders of the clan to take action."
Yu Shen sneered and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, are you not afraid that I will report the news?"
"My ghost clan is upright and upright. If you want to kill him, it doesn't matter if you tell him."
Chu Lianfei snorted coldly and said expressionlessly: "Everyone can kill the devil, not to mention that the magic weapon in his hand is too restrained to our clan, and we cannot allow the devil to take control and harm others again."
"I advise fellow Taoists not to wade into muddy waters."
If it was an ordinary three-step monk, he would leave obediently and switch to another party. Unfortunately, Yu Shen did not accept this trick and said with a smile: "The king of the city has been crowned a Marquis, so you can kill him if you want?"
"We will follow the rules."
"Ha ha."
Yu Shen laughed twice, walked past Chu Lianfei, and said loudly: "Please do it."
Seeing that he could no longer be frightened, Chu Lianfei's face alternated between red and white: "You..."
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"Sir, I am so happy that a saint has sent me a greeting card."
"Please come quickly!"
"No."
"I'll go and invite you myself."
Wu Rong hurried out of the hall and saw a monk wearing a monk's robe waiting at the door carrying a baggage and said happily: "Sir."
The monk in Taoist robes smiled and approached: "Seeing that Lord Marquis is so happy, could I be the first three-step monk?"
Wu Rong's face flashed with astonishment, and he asked doubtfully: "How do you know, sir?"
"The Marquis doesn't know something. The ghost monks dispersed their troops and blocked the third street, waiting for every third-step monk. It is estimated that some second-step monks will be let in."
"Then sir..."
"If I'm afraid, I won't come."
"please."
"Master Marquis, please!"
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"You haven't asked for advice yet?"
"I'm with you God."
Wu Rong was still waiting for the next words, and he didn't hear any further words for a long time.
Yu Shen cupped his hands and looked at Wu Rong with a smile: "The Marquis has a bright future. I wonder how the Marquis plans to manage his fiefdom?"
Wu Rong was immediately surprised. He hadn't asked the question yet, but the other party had taken the test first.
Organized some language.
Wu Rong said: "Imitate the ancient divine court, establish the underworld, control reincarnation, select hundreds of officials, send evil ghosts, restrain spirits and dispatch generals, use life and death, and order the world."
Yu Shen was obviously shocked and almost stood up in excitement.
He suppressed his excitement and asked: "How to do it?"
"The first step in elixir creation is to create a hundred thousand golden elixirs and create a foundation!"
Yu Shen opened his mouth in shock.
"Elixir?"
"Shengtui?"
"First Step Monk?"
"One hundred thousand?"
He smiled bitterly.
The excitement on his face faded and turned pale.
He thought he had found a bright master, but he didn't expect that he was a fool, and a big fool at that.
Pills are good things, and they can indeed give birth to the first step of monks, but even the big sects cannot supply them regardless of the cost.
Isn't such a rough implementation a random approach?
What he said is quite powerful, what is imitating the Divine Court, and what is governing the world.
Okay.
The first step is to create a hundred thousand golden elixirs.
This can no longer be called a fool, but a lunatic.
Yu Shen stood up with his hands raised and said in a long voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Hou. Although the ghost clan is powerful, they will not attack rashly. They said that if they want to take action, they will at most scare you first so that you can't gather your own power. After the investigation, Mr. Hou is clear."
Only with the background can we really take action.”
"I'll take my leave now."
Wu Rong was stunned, and quickly took Yu Shen's hand and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't you believe it?"
"I believe it."
'I believe you, you idiot!'
On the surface, Yu Shen wanted to laugh, but now he wished he had to do it.
"Fellow Taoist, tell me, if I want to achieve this step, what should I do first?"
Yu Shen sat down.
He finally understood. Without saying a word or two, the Marquis really thought that his plan to recommend a hundred thousand golden elixir seedlings was a good idea.
One hundred thousand golden elixirs?
With such ability, why don't you recommend millions of golden elixirs and then select useful people?
Seeing that the other party came to receive him at the door in person, he reluctantly made some suggestions for him.
He cupped his hands and said, "I have three strategies that can quickly help Mr. Hou gain a foothold."