Apart from this, Tushanjun could not think of any need to plot against himself.
Great powers like that require no other planning.
All plans must ultimately lead to only one.
Immortal!
A real fairy!
Back then, he had doubted Qingdi's purpose and thought about why he wanted to help them like this.
Good guy, bad guy?
There is no difference.
Gratuitous help is rarely given with good intentions.
Long memory.
Be on guard.
But it’s impossible to guard against it.
The old monsters are more powerful than the other.
It only takes a little effort to hit your own lifeline.
That is to say, the disciple is sincere, otherwise Wu Rong would think it would be better not to let him know and hide it for three thousand years. Then Qingdi's plan will definitely make him furious and helpless.
"Master wrongly blamed you."
Tu Shanjun silently took out the wine bottle and sighed, "We shouldn't have come to Yintian."
Looking at Master with disheveled red hair curled up into a ball.
I think of the great emperor in Moyuan who stood firm and opened up the way forward.
The Ghost Emperor is more than nine feet tall.
No one can bring them together.
The person sitting there seemed to be a decadent old man.
Full of vicissitudes of life.
If it were the former Tushanjun, he would definitely pick up a hammer and kill him.
It is easier to kill than to save.
If we try to overdraft now, it will only be Wu Rong's life.
Even if you have great supernatural powers, you still cannot avoid sinking into the turbid world.
There is no joy at all!
Wu Rong picked up the wine bottle and explained in a deep voice: "Even if there is a way to extend my life, I won't use it.
"The establishment of the underworld means that all monks in the world have a destiny.
"I am also a monk.
"Don't make this bad start.
"This will cause huge damage to the prestige of the underworld.
"I am different from others. I have never thought about changing my destiny. I just think that I can live as long as I want and use my limited life to create unlimited great achievements!"
"Good and evil will come to an end and they will be rewarded!"
"In my life, I have only completed half of this task. There is still one step left before I can finish it all. I want to unify the cloudy sky and sweep the sun world."
Wu Rong stood up.
He held up a long-handled mace with both hands.
Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong holding the hammer in front of him, sighed, and reached out to hold the hammer.
Buzz.
The decadence around him was gone, and the ghost emperor who pushed the demonic abyss with great vigor seemed to be back again, and he was sharper and more ruthless than before, and the determination in his eyes was like the great road gathered in a cold.
"good!"
"Unify the cloudy sky and sweep the yang world."
"The disease must be cured. At least the lost life span can be regained."
Wu Rong said with a smile: "Treatment, definitely treatment, I will actively cooperate with the teacher."
"Just coax me."
Tu Shanjun waved his hand to signal Wu Rong to sit down, and summed up: "No wonder the Buddhists said that I was going to suffer. It was obvious that the Buddha had seen something. I made a note of this, the Qing Emperor wants your life, and I will want his life in the future."
A banner holder with great supernatural powers, I believe there will be someone in Buddhism who will take responsibility for the overall situation."
Wu Rong shook his head and said: "No, teacher.
"I doubt that there will only be one true immortal in this world.
"Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain Qingdi's plan.
"The Heavenly Emperor of Shenting was so powerful back then, but he still didn't become an immortal, but the whole world came together to attack him. Why? It must be that the Heavenly Emperor is about to become an immortal, so he becomes the target of the monks in the world. If you don't kill the Heavenly Emperor, someone will become an immortal, so
There would be a battle to conquer the sky, but they didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven would disappear early.
"It is also possible that the Emperor of Heaven wants to use greater power and disappear. In order to prevent the second Emperor of Heaven from appearing, the cultivators destroyed the Divine Court.
"No matter what it is, if we don't let Emperor Qing get his wish, we can't become the sword of Buddhism."
Tu Shanjun exclaimed: "We both think the same thing."
"I also think that only one person can become an immortal, otherwise the Qing Emperor would not plot against us. He would have no reason."
"He doesn't want my strength to threaten him, so he wants to lock up your life."
"But he needs someone to help him unify the cloudy sky. The more powerful people take action, the faster they disappear. He wants to become an immortal and doesn't want to disappear, so he chose us."
"I guess once we unite Yintian and your lifespan runs out, he will take action against me, or let someone take action against me."
"Yuhuaxian is a very good candidate."
"The butterflies in the five phases of Yuhuaxian are illusory. Sanniang left the butterfly to me, and she must take it back."
Tu Shanjun squinted his eyes.
"Exactly so!"
Such a reconciliation between master and apprentice.
Good guy.
Everything makes sense.
This was a set-up from the beginning.
Everything felt so smooth before.
Wouldn't it be smooth if someone with great supernatural powers secretly pushed it forward?
No wonder the Dao Lord of the Wanfa Sect has such a big opinion against Yin Tian. After all, Emperor Qing once helped the Emperor of the Wanfa Sect. Now when the accounts are settled, I am afraid that the help back then also had a price tag.
At that time, Tu Shanjun had doubts. After much thought, he could not think of the possibility of Emperor Qing scheming against them. Now he understands that no one can have the same long-term interests as others, and the balance between strong and weak relationships will lead to the deterioration and inversion of the relationship between the two parties.
"We are now turning against him and seeking help from the three religions?"
Wu Rong shook his head and said: "No, with the current size of the underworld, the three religions can only defend against us. We still need to cooperate with Dongyue to win Dongyue's full support, so as to cut the knot quickly and complete the unification of Yintian as soon as possible.
When multiple fruition statuses are born, the influence of the underworld can be fully exerted."
"As long as the underworld does not fall, and the many subordinate great supernatural powers do not fall, and with the support of the ten races and ten thousand categories, teacher, you can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, wait for the avenue to stretch, and wait for the opportunity to find the road to immortality."
Tu Shanjun frowned and said, "Your life is at risk and you still want to cooperate with Dongyue?"
"It's okay."
Not to mention that Wu Rong was a born emperor. He would not hesitate to use his own life as a bargaining chip. He could still calmly analyze when someone plotted against him. He had no intention of falling out with Dongyue and instead continued to deepen cooperation.
If it weren't for Wu Rong's life, Tu Shanjun would have appeared in Dongyue City by now.
Wu Rong cupped his hands and said: "Please teacher, please modify this part of my memory. The fourth step of cultivation can easily be seen as false or true. At the same time, teacher must prepare in advance and transport the fragments of the soul flag to different corners of the world to prevent others from discovering it."
, it’s best if I don’t know where it is. In this way, even if someone tries to destroy the deity, they can use the evil energy to revive the fragments.”
"But I don't think Dongyue will destroy the teacher himself, because the existence of the underworld needs to be maintained by the soul flag, but taking precautions is not a bad thing."
"If the teacher doesn't want to be controlled by others, he can break his body and escape far away from the world, changing from light to dark and waiting for the change."
Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh.
He raised his palm, and his purple-black nails fell on Wu Rong's forehead.
Can even a powerful person tremble?
What a great supernatural power.
Where are the supernatural powers?
They say that beauty, in the end, is still powerless.
"Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!"
Wu Rong happily accepted the spell, bowed and said: "I have already sent invitations to the ten clans when the giant fleet returned. There is no need to pursue the ghost clan's plot. The only requirement is to surrender, completely integrate into the underworld, and become a member of the underworld."
As a member of the underworld, the most I ask of the other nine tribes is autonomy."
"Teacher, please help me!"
Tu Shanjun nodded and said nothing, but clenched the hammer in his hand, his eyes red.
He doesn't have so many ideas.
Born as an evil ghost, his heart is full of hostility.
Now that he has reached this point, he has no time to argue with the ten clans.
Huhu said fiercely: "If you don't surrender, I will kill you until the underworld is empty!"
…
February Festival.
Sea of blood.
Hades.
Styx Palace.
One of the clan elders was confused and looking for the backbone and said: "Jinjian Zun is not willing to help?"
"It's not because you don't want to."
The second elder, Ji Boshen, pondered for a long time before taking out the invitation. Originally, he should have been happy to get the invitation, but after knowing that there were leaders from the ten clans, he noticed something unusual, and he couldn't make up his mind, so he followed.
Ji Zong had some objections to Ji Jianzun again, so he returned to the palace.
"This is a good thing. Lord Luodu Daodao hosted a banquet for us. Doesn't it mean that he will no longer pursue the matter of that day." Another clan elder with white beard and hair nodded.
"I'm afraid of it..."
Ji Zhongchang quickly grabbed the second elder Ji Boshen and said loudly: "Second elder, let's just follow the will of the underworld. The ancestor also said so, let us help."
He was really scared.
It would be wrong to follow the second elder.
The Great Elder cannot come out of seclusion, and the Ancestor goes deep into the Blood Sea and the River Styx without caring about them. The Second Elder seems to be thinking about the Nether Clan every time when making major decisions, but the results every time make people break out in cold sweat.
Once you make the right choice once, the underworld becomes prosperous, but who would have expected that you make the wrong choice every time.
…
Ghost clan.
Holy place.
A wonderful palace.
The long-bearded, white-haired old man sitting high in the Wonderland lowered his eyes. The invitation in his hand was printed on a jade slip and distributed to everyone.
Everyone here is an elder of the Ghost Clan, with extraordinary strength. As one of the ten tribes of Yintian, the strength of the Ghost Clan cannot be underestimated, and the ancestor is all the Three Flowers Dao Lord.
Although he does not have the fifth step of great magical power, he has the half-step great supernatural power achieved through the Heaven-Mending Technique, which can bring out the ghost emperor's strength within a certain range.
One of the clan elders said in surprise: "The Lord of the Underworld said that he can forget the blame. The only requirement is that the ghost clan merges into the underworld. I think this is..."
Before he could say anything, he saw several ancestors with different expressions, but few of them agreed with his opinion.
"He is just Sanhua Daojun. Why should he ask us to merge into the underworld?"
Everyone seemed to ignore Tu Shanjun's strength intentionally or unintentionally.
They knew that once they talked about that person, the ghost clan's chips would be empty, so they had a tacit understanding that no one mentioned it, as if that person didn't exist at all.
But the reality is that Tu Shanjun is there, and he killed the real ancient emperor in the Demon Abyss. Judging from the fact that the ghost monks were reduced to half a level, even the emperor may not be his opponent.
"I don't think there's anything to argue about."
One of the ancestors stood up and said: "Most of the ghost monks are cultivators who have died. They have yang life in the human world, and they have yin life after becoming ghost cultivators. Not all of them are people who have exhausted their life span."
"Elder Zhu agrees?"
The ancestor named Zhu said calmly: "I didn't say that. I wanted to see the specific attitude of the underworld."
"No need to ask, he sent the invitation to the ten tribes."
The black-haired and black-bearded ancestor said seriously: "The underworld is too arrogant!
"Not to mention the opinions of the Desolate Tribe and the Zombie Tribe on this matter, they are stronger than us but they are limited.
"The Dragon and Celestial Clan are the third-class big clans. Will they agree? Even if the Dragon and Celestial Clan agree, what about the Yan Demon Clan and the first-class God Burial Clan."
"With a top Sanhua in charge of the Ancestral Emperor's soldiers, he can kill a Demon Emperor, but he may not be able to defeat ten clans together."
"Yintian has gained a lot of power. It's enough to become the eleven clans. If he wants to annex the ten clans and unify Yintian, I don't think he has such a destiny!"
An ancestor asked: "Will the gods and dragons help us?"
"If our clan is annexed by the underworld, the underworld's power will increase dramatically, which will definitely threaten them, so they will definitely agree to join forces."