I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1152 Devil

Yamabu's figure appeared not far away.

He is dead.

Needless to say.

The figure now is just a remnant of the 'human world'.

His face was full of confusion and his brows were furrowed.

As an eyewitness, he was very clear about Tu Shanjun's background and origin, and he even tried to deduce it himself.

Yanfu had planned everything well, and even if he died, he wanted his death to be meaningful, to prove to himself that Buddhism had not chosen the wrong person, and that Demon Abyss had not misjudged him.

He should have taken that step.

However, when Bodhi unfolded the human world and brought everything back to its origin, Tushan Jun actually told him that he still had secrets.

What secret?

"You only know that I am a demon from outside the domain, but you don't know where I came from." Tu Shanjun looked into the distance with a hint of excitement in his eyes. He didn't expect that one day he would return to this moment.

Digging deep into your own memories is never as good as the surprises that others can bring out.

Yan Fu asked, "What do you mean?"

"What kind of great magical power is Xitong?"

Tu Shanjun waved his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Said: "Is this magical power of yours used to reverse the flow of my consciousness back to this time node?"

The light blue frame was sealed in front of him by chains.

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Only at this moment did Tushan Jun realize the power contained in Yanfu's final attack.

This didn't seem to be an illusion created by hallucinations or magic. It seemed as if it really sent his consciousness back to the original time when nothing was yet to be unlocked. Even the crude audio and video editor he had called out did not appear.

The inscription of Daoyuan shook.

The chains trembled.

"what?"

Tu Shanjun raised a question.

He opened his big hand and pressed down on the light blue frame.

With the emergence of the Ghost Emperor's Law of the Three-In-One, the panel in front of him that was supposed to be illusory slowly turned into a real thing and appeared in front of Tu Shanjun.

The shadow of Yamabu that remained in the human world opened his eyes wide.

laugh!

The fire of karma burns.

The chains fell away, revealing the scarlet.

The two seemed to overlap, the former light blue and the current scarlet interlaced in the flash of lightning.

Yan Fu looked at it carefully for a long time before he said with certainty: "This is the manifestation of part of your extraterritorial demon's magical powers."

"By consuming evil spirits, you gain cultivation and evolve different kinds of magical powers. I am not wrong, it is you who misidentified this power that originally belonged to you."

"The world will not give you any gifts. Your strength truly comes from yourself."

"You should know this."

"After all, at the third step, I had already refined the fake to the real."

Refining fake things is indeed a process from nothing to something.

Now he is refining the true and returning to the false, mistaking the power that originally belonged to him for some kind of external force. Under his own idealistic interpretation, his talent has become what it is now.

Yan Fu thought that Tushan Jun really had some mysterious trump card, but it turned out that he had misjudged his own power...

But it shouldn't be like this.

If he could make a mistake before the third step, how could Tu Shanjun, who was already in the fifth step, make a mistake?

"You are right. Part of this is my power, which is the essence of the extraterritorial demons, plundering and absorbing."

"I realized this when I was at the third step of Lianjia. But when I became a Taoist, I wanted to trace it back, but found that I could not see the end."

"The end."

“It’s not the end yet.”

"Left or right?"

Tu Shanjun was in a complicated mood: "I don't understand."

"I am just a warrior, I can only move forward."

"Wait until the three flowers gather at the top of the head and the five energies converge, then come and explore further."

"break!"

The Ghost Emperor stretched out his hand and completely caught the scarlet panel.

"open!"

The large and small pupils are connected and rotate.

The burst of lightning seemed to instantly see through what was hidden behind the scarlet panel.

It was a void, with only a figure moving slowly forward. All around was an infinite abyss, eternal darkness, until the sight came, finally bringing light to this void world.

Tushan Jun's heart trembled, and his internal organs beat violently.

After he finally uncovered the panel.

At the beginning, it was just as he thought, it was the embodiment of his talent, a placebo he gave himself, until he saw the back of the person still moving forward, and his heart seemed to be tangled.

Ancient Emperor!

At least in Tushan Jun's opinion, the figure walking in the void would at least be an ancient emperor, perhaps Wuliangzun, or Buddha, or Holy Spirit Emperor, he couldn't tell.

Even if he used his immortal eyes to illuminate the other party, he had no way of figuring out what it was.

When Tushan Jun's consciousness was fully penetrated, the fairy music gradually echoed in his ears.

The thundering sound of the Great Dao was swallowed up by nothingness, leaving only whispers, as if every mantra would be erased and not a single word would be allowed to appear in the world.

However, Tu Shanjun, who was closer, could still hear it more clearly.

'If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not fall and be startled: the change is still stable, the spirit is happy and the breath is calm: forget the self and keep the oneness, the six roots are stable: abstain from the point of nourishing the breath, selfless and inaction: look at each other from top to bottom, the expressions are dependent on each other: deliberately set the entrance, subdue the thoughts: there is nothing inside and outside, the mind is clear and bright.'

"..."

This is a supreme mantra.

Narrating from the tone that seemed like that of an immortal, it fought against the boundless nothingness and terrifying darkness.

Tu Shanjun shouted.

"Who are you!"

Follow up:

"Are you me?"

"Are you my past life?!"

Howling up to the sky.

He never thought that he was anyone's second reincarnation, but he saw a back figure in his own innate magical powers.

He was an old but tall emperor.

Walking in it.

Going towards the distance.

Wander to the end.

How terrifying!

It's a terrifying fear that makes people feel terrified.

If he was really the second incarnation of someone, then becoming the Supreme Soul Banner was just his own directing and acting. In other words, he was the one who caused everything.

What reason does he have to hate? The person he should hate the most is himself.

After all the hatred, what is the meaning of his practice?

Chasing after an 'immortal', burying everything he had, strangling himself step by step with his own hands, and becoming a pure 'true immortal'? !

Run wild.

The Ghost Emperor could no longer remain calm.

Take steps.

One step at a time.

The laws of the universe can only leave a little light.

He wanted to catch up with the figure walking in front of him.

Listen carefully to what he is saying.

See clearly what he really looks like.

A desperate pursuit.

Nearly.

It's over again.

Getting closer.

He was about to catch up with Emperor Ying who was moving forward.

suddenly.

The figure in front suddenly stopped.

Suddenly looking back.

Almost like a roar:

“Stay awake!”

……

Tu Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils, which had shrunk into needle points, slowly relaxed.

"Hahaha."

He is laughing.

laughing out loud.

Laugh wildly.

I laughed so hard that I couldn’t straighten my back!

"not me."

"not me!"

Laughing and shouting loudly.

He saw the face clearly and heard what the other person said, and that person was not him.

Absolutely not, Tu Shanjun guarantees it.

Tushan Jun stood up like a happy child, his eyes focused. He was stunned when he saw the shadow of Yanbu.

"Did you see it too?"

The shadow of Yanbu nodded slightly.

He did see it.

After the little gadget transformed from the evil spirit exploded, it seemed to have entered a non-existent place. He didn't know what was there. Perhaps it was the depths of Tushan Jun's consciousness.

He really didn't know what Tushanjun was so happy about.

If that person was not Tushan Jun's previous life, what a terrifying existence that must have been to have been able to make an alien demon restrain his most primitive desires.

'Stay awake'

Or maybe it was a true immortal...

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Yanbu denied it, saying that he was not a true immortal.

Immortals should not exist in this world.

Buddhism has never recorded any true immortals.

In other words, this is most likely the mark of a great emperor.

"But having the emperor's mark alone is not enough. How can you control your desires? Have you sealed off your emotions?" Yan Fu shook his head.

"How could you possibly survive?"

"You shouldn't be alive!"

The Emperor's Mark is indeed powerful, but it is far from being transmitted. It is more like a basin of cold water on a hot summer day. It feels extremely refreshing when it is poured down, but slowly, the mundane world will heat up the body again.

Just look at other extraterritorial demons and you will know.

In the end, all the demons will sink into pure demons.

Tu Shanjun said: "I can survive by borrowing other people's lives."

He did not hide the fact that Yanbu was dead and he had not figured out what the magical powers were in the current "human world". He might as well use Yanbu's brain to figure out the things that he himself had not figured out.

Yanfu denied it categorically: "Impossible!"

"I've told you many times that they are all people who deserve to die. Even if they were not dead at that time, they were already considered dead. How could a dead person have a life to lend to you? How could a dead person have a future?"

"You said you wanted to borrow their lives. That is an impossible thing in itself."

Tu Shanjun frowned and asked, "If they are dead, why can I survive?"

Yan Fu smiled and said, "What gave you the illusion that you were still alive?"

"You said I was dead?"

"If I die, I will die now."

As he spoke, Yan Fu looked around. He could tell Tu Shanjun very clearly: "You are a dead man!"

"Do you still remember that you are a demon?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head and said, "I don't know what you mean by the extraterritorial demons. I lived in another world, and then one day I traveled to this world for some reason. Before I could adapt to my current young body, I encountered a demon cultivator who slaughtered the village."

Yan Fu widened his eyes in horror: "You said you...died a long time ago..."

"I don't know how you understand the concept of 'travel through time'..."

Tu Shanjun explained it in detail.

"you……"

"I was indeed wrong. You are not a demon from outside the realm." The panic in Yanfu's eyes gradually subsided. He was already a dead man, so why should he still be afraid?

Now he finally understood why he was defeated. It was not because his plan was not accurate enough, nor because his strength was insufficient, but because he had misjudged Tushan Jun from the very beginning.

This is not a pure extraterritorial demon at all.

Tu Shanjun asked: "You said I am not a demon from outside the realm."

"Then what am I?"

Yanbu looked at Tushan Jun deeply.

Speak slowly:

"You are……"

"ghost--!"

"You didn't borrow their lives at all, you just put on their skin and pretended to be a human!"

"It is impossible for people to see your evil appearance through your skin."