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It was called a banquet, but after a few reminiscing sessions, it actually turned into a lecture.

Luodu Mountain seemed to have become a lotus platform blooming from the abyss. The Dharma images of ghosts and gods accompanied by the great truth slowly looked down from the void. The majestic fairy light like a wheel of merit illuminated all the worlds.

The hell in the abyss also seemed to be saved by the immortal light. The lighter ones went straight into reincarnation, while the heavier ones were cleansed of all their sins.

Tushanjun, who combines the three religions, tells the true path of the world.

The ceiling is hanging high like blooming stars, golden lotus is surging and blooming, divine fluid is flowing from the earth, rippling across the kingdom of God.

The great masters of supernatural powers in ancient times were not as charismatic as the current leader.

Practice Qi to understand the mystery, practice emptiness to achieve the Tao.

The three flowers gather at the top of the head, and the five aggregates follow the truth.

The truth was explained with the simplest principles, and all sentient beings in the underworld could hear the thundering sound of the great way in the dark.

Those who have gained enlightenment have made further progress, while beginners have been guided in the right direction. Both great and small monks are fascinated by the teachings, and dare not slack off in memorizing every word and every line, fearing that they would make mistakes.

This may be the greatest opportunity they have ever had.

In the twilight.

The image of the ancient Buddha and demon god, the Ghost Emperor, turned into billions of streams of light and dissipated.

Tu Shanjun said no more. His influence was too far-reaching. If he continued to talk, many Yintian monks would be assimilated by his great way. It would be better to leave other possibilities for them.

Anyway, he has compiled all his life's learning into Taoist scriptures and placed them in the treasure house of Buddhist scriptures in the underworld, leaving them for future generations.

After only half an hour of drinking and chatting, Tushan Jun got up and left.

He has never liked crowds.

In the past, I attended mostly to show support for my apprentices.

The noise is behind.

Tu Shanjun is still on the road.

The iron boots stepped on the solid ground. The spiritual energy-filled Luodu seemed like the heavenly palace on top of the clouds. The peaks and long palaces stretched endlessly, clustered into layered waves. The big moon in the sky was reflected in golden red by the firelight. The whole Luodu was rippling with joy, and even the entire Yintian Heaven was immersed in festive joy.

Grandfather's Ten Directions Realm is still being perfected and he cannot stay here for long, so Brother Dao must continue to carve his own avenue.

Both of them came without caring about their status, which made Tushan Jun quite moved.

Tushan Jun did not force them to stay, because there was no need to do so. As a person with great magical powers, he did not need to be in this state, let alone say more. But when they parted, the Taoist brother told them not to continue to attack. Three to five hundred moves may not seem like much, but in fact, with Tushan Jun's strength as the Lord of Heaven, it was enough to support the passing of time.

Tu Shanjun agreed with a smile.

Grandfather was even more silent.

He opened his mouth but remained silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said, "I'm sorry for you and..."

Tu Shanjun knew what the ancestor was talking about: "Establishing the underworld is consistent with the sect's philosophy, but it is also Wu Rong's ideal. In this situation, there is nothing to complain about. If I really have to hate someone, it is only me. The sect should not mind it, ancestor..."

Tu Shanjun's words of comfort were not completely finished after all. How could he not have any criticism towards the ancestor? It was just that life was like this. There was no complete black and no clear white. In the past situation, the only ally the ancestor could find was the Green Emperor, and they were naturally the pawns of the great master.

Perhaps there is love and reluctance from elders for their younger generations, but they have to make choices for the sake of greater ideals.

He understands.

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly: "Don't say that, ancestor. If it weren't for your sword energy back then, I might have died in the hands of the great supernatural power."

Grandfather said seriously, "I checked the matter. It's not simple."

Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Well, I know."

He did not delve further into the matter. While he was recovering his magic power, he would definitely go and ask Yuhuaxian why he could take away the soul without being affected.

Although it's not that his soul was lost outside and was only recalled after he became powerful, it's different now that Sanniang was once the owner of the banner.

Maybe Yuhuaxian really has the means to take out the soul.

"Can you please let me find the Immortal?"

"Okay." Zu Weng nodded in agreement. He and Yuhuaxian have always been in contact. The two originally wanted to join forces to check and balance the Green Emperor. Later, the Green Emperor relieved himself of the burden, but Yuhuaxian did not regain his former great magical powers because of Tushanjun's improvement in strength, so he has been delayed.

"How about three days later?"

"OK."

The grandfather pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "She was active in ancient times, and her great magical powers overwhelmed the world. Although she is not the Lord of the Heaven, she is equally profound, and is incomparable to the ancestors of ordinary large clans. After so many years, she will only be more powerful than before. I don't know how your relationship with her is, but you must be careful when dealing with her."

"I see."

Tu Shanjun answered with a smile.

He is no longer the young man he used to be. Who doesn't call him "Master" when he travels around the world? Who doesn't call him "Senior" when he steps on the starry sky? Who doesn't call him "Old Monster" when he flies across the universe?

Only the sound of iron boots hitting the ground could be heard.

Tu Shanjun continued to climb.

After a while.

Walk to the Dan Palace.

The place still looks the same as before, making people miss the time spent here.

Tu Shanjun approached the alchemy furnace that was as big as a hill, reached out and touched it. The cool touch was familiar. A bit of karmic fire was burning. Bronze lamps on all sides lit up the faint flames, illuminating the interior of the hall.

Tu Shanjun took a book from the shelf, leaned on the low couch and began to read it. When he raised his hand to take the tea bowl beside him, he suddenly remembered the devil who was supposed to serve here. There was no one beside the low couch. The coal-like devil must be drinking with others in the front hall.

After so many years, it has really become a great judge.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but laugh. This was a good thing, as it saved him from killing the devil.

Wave past.

Hot tea appeared on the table.

Tushan Jun picked it up.

Just now, Dun Yi wanted to say something anxiously, but everything about him was under control. Not to mention confiding in Zi Daoxu, he couldn't even control his own life. He could only hide in Tu Shanjun's sleeves in frustration. Only now did he squeeze out the angry words from between his teeth: "You should keep your promise!"

Tu Shanjun laughed and said, "I will keep my promise to you!"

"Why don't I just kill the demon before I leave?"

"Even you are restless, I'm afraid the devil is always like this."

Front hall.

The devil, who had long been one of the four judges of the underworld, shuddered.

It seems like it forgot something.

When he looked up, Tushan Jun, who was supposed to be sitting there, was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "Where is a master of my age... who was here just now..."

He was so scared that he rolled and crawled to his feet.

Those who sit in high positions for too long become too complacent and forget what the foundation of their own success is.

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"That's good. I have a companion on the road to the underworld." Dun Yi laughed. He also let it go. Since becoming an immortal cannot overcome the hurdle of great terror, what is there to be afraid of?

If Tushan Jun is really strong enough, and with the help of the Ten Ghost Emperors, and can hold on, then maybe he really will have a chance to become an immortal.

Anyway, there is still hope.

Shure.

A figure appeared in the patio of the Dan Palace.

“Stop.”

The sound of thunder suddenly fell, leaving the figure in the black robe only a few meters away from the door.

The flickering lights illuminate the other person's raised face.

The person who came was a beautiful woman. She slowly took off her hood. The phoenix hairpin on her head added a bit of solemnity to her beauty. She had phoenix eyes, drooping eyebrows, a face like a frosty moon, and eyes like stars.

Against the backdrop of the black robe, she looked like a goddess or fairy, descending from the heavens to the mortal world, walking in this corrupt mortal world.

The fairy bowed and said, "Teacher, why did you leave so many ministers in such a hurry..."

The person who came was the Queen Mother of the Underworld.

"I don't like noise. After a day of preaching and drinking, that's enough." Tushan Jun looked normal. He had no likes or dislikes for this man. She was also a pitiful person. She married Wu Rong from Dong Yue after the underworld unified the netherworld. But it was not long ago. After all, the current Emperor Yin is only more than a thousand years old, while Tushan Jun has been silent for at least nine hundred years.

"The Alchemy Hall has been sealed since the teacher left. I think it needs to be cleaned."

Having said that, continue to move forward.

"No problem, it's just a matter of a small spell."

Tu Shanjun frowned, and seeing that the other party had already stepped onto the steps and was only a few steps away from the bronze door of the hall, he could only tactfully remind the other party: "I will call the demon head in a while."

However, the other party did not hear the hidden meaning in the words, but walked closer.

Buzz!

The Queen Mother looked in surprise at the invisible curtain rising in front of her.

"The teacher and the late emperor have been gone for a thousand years. He was a cruel man, leaving us orphans and widows. If it weren't for the protection of the Yama Luos, we would have been bullied long ago..."

The Queen Mother was on the verge of tears as she recounted the story. Her cultivation was not high, so it was normal if she did not sit in this position. However, the higher the position, the more coveted it was.

Tu Shanjun sighed.

Wu Rong was soft-hearted, fearing that the other party would have no one to rely on after marrying him, so he begged her to leave behind an offspring, which in turn put her in the spotlight.

Sex between men and women is quite common, especially for monks. It shouldn't be like this, but they just can't bear the spiritual pleasure. Can ordinary women be the same as the Queen Mother of the Underworld?

That is to say, it was because all the Yamas were loyal that no one succeeded.

Poor guy indeed.

However, Tu Shanjun still did not let the other party enter the hall.

This woman is definitely not as pitiful and harmless as she looks. I'm afraid she is trying to use his power to consolidate her own position.

It’s not that Tushan Jun is unwilling to lend his tiger skin to the other party, but the situation shouldn’t be like this now...

How can a single man and a single woman be in the same room?

Tushan Jun's face gradually turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Yu Shen, Ru Zang, Xiong Jian Zun, Luo Shentong..."

He mentioned many people's names in one breath.

He continued, "They are all loyal subjects. You don't need to show up. They will do things for you. I hope you can recognize your identity and status and don't do anything to let them down."

At this point, Tu Shanjun's words had become extremely straightforward.

The pitiful look on the Queen Mother's face disappeared instantly. She looked like a goddess, full of holiness, and she said, "Thank you for the reminder, Teacher."

"Go ahead!"

"Yes, disciple, I'll take my leave."

…

"father."

Jinghong walked out of the back hall, holding a spiritual fruit in her hand. She looked at the Queen Mother's departing back and said calmly, "I thought of her as my brother's sister, but she was planning to become my stepmother."

Snap.

Take a bite.

The spiritual fruit exploded.

As he said this, he looked at Tu Shanjun.

Everyone go to bed early.