Chapter 980 Planting Trees

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 a problem with the reason for entering, but because the other party should not have agreed 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 Tu Shanjun 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 everything you say and do.”

Tu Shanjun clutched the scroll and lowered his voice.

There are many things that cannot be explained clearly to the other party, and no one can understand them even if they are explained.

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, he still can't convince King Hui. It's not as good as the 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 I cannot and should not intervene in.

…

A large temple was built in Xishan.

Like a temple, it looks like a temple. 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, that is, 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 clearing the way, the temple was almost completed.

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

Standing not far from the gate of the temple, a servant held an umbrella to block the bright sun. Yuan Mu sighed: "Alas, I was born in a prince's family and knew too much, but I was stuck in it. I didn't care about this or which one. Small households are unwilling to go, but large sects cannot reach the threshold..."

“What a beautiful view!”

"It's a good idea."

"But it's still lacking..."

"But what?"

Yuan Mu frowned.

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

Just as he was about to scold the guard, he heard the ethereal voice say something with a bit of hoarseness.

"I'm 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 Yuan Mu let out a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he would not be able to see his true master.

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

The tall red-haired young man returned the courtesy and said: "If there is something important, you can come to the Yama Jun Temple to watch."

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

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 dissipated 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 get the promise from Yan Jun, 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." ”

Master Zhang smiled awkwardly, cupped his hands and said, "With your talent, you can cultivate the golden elixir by turning Qi and blood into magic power after leaving the sacred forbidden land. However, the 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 Dao Sect and the Western Heaven doesn't pass through, there should always be one of the other ancient sects..."

Yuan Mu sighed: "The Hehuan Sect and the Beast Control Sect are both ancient and powerful, but I... would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. It would be better for me to join a large sect among them 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 cannot enter the True Legend, let alone the Ancient Immortal Tower and Wanfa Sect.

In fact, Yuan Mu wanted to join 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 merchants.

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.

It can only be said that Yuan Mu has not yet entered the path of cultivation and has no intuitive feeling for 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.

A 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, so any appearance would be fine.

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

evening.

"Has everything been cleaned up, madam?"

Shou He rushed back from the county government office in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to change into his official uniform.

I saw Auzanghua counting the number of boxes.

"Officer."

"Pack up and leave."

"Brother Zhao is still waiting at the door with someone."

"Let's go now."

When Zhao Qingyi heard the greeting, he led the warriors from Qingyi Tower into the hospital and carried four or five large boxes onto the carriage. He stood aside and talked excitedly with Shou He: "Brother, I haven't gone to that temple to see it yet, but it's big. Standing in the At the foot of the west mountain, covering half of the wall, my small courtyard was too narrow to accommodate my brothers, but now it is spacious and lonely. "

"Go for a walk."

"Let's go now!"

The procession came and went as quickly as it came.

Linjiao pulled the cart, and it took only half an hour to move from Wanning County to Xishan Temple Temple.

Shou He was really shocked.

Then I thought that the time I had to go to the Yamen had changed from less than a quarter of an hour to half an hour. I didn’t know whether it was luck or misfortune. All in all, I didn’t have to worry about saving money to build a temple for the old god and build a golden body. There were already people doing these jobs. Solve it for him.

It's been a while since I settled down.

Standing in front of the vast land in Xiaoguan in the back mountain, Tushanjun turned his palm and took out a blood-colored elixir and handed it to Shou He.

"Who is this, the old god?"

"The divine blood pill refined using the blood channel should be enough to support my formation."

Tu Shanjun glanced at Shou He. Without the Divine Blood Pill, he could still make use of the warrior's surging energy and blood, but that would undoubtedly overdraw his potential, and in severe cases, it would affect his foundation and lifespan.

With the divine blood pill as a guarantee, Tushanjun himself can at least take action temporarily.

Even if I only have one or two breaths, my strength is enough to arrange everything.

"Hold your breath and concentrate!"

"Sacrifice the soul banner."

Shou He took out the soul flag from his sleeve robe.

As Qi and blood surged, the three-foot soul flag turned into a ten-foot-long soul flag.

The blue-black flag hangs down, like a door leading to an unknown abyss.

"Take pills."

Shou He took the elixir without hesitation.

After the Divine Blood Pill entered his abdomen, Shou He immediately felt infinite breath bursting from his lungs and flowing through his limbs and bones.

Boom.

Boom boom.

War drums beat.

Like a war song from the distant sky.

Shou He circulated his blood meridians, trying his best to suppress the energy and blood dragon in his body, and his eyes opened with surging blood.

Then he saw the tall figure standing not far away gradually disappearing, and the Zunhun Banner standing in front of him stretched out a slender ghost hand that was pale and glowing with blue light.

Be smart.

Ten small flags sit in ten pavilions.

The five fingers suddenly separated.

The five main halls are integrated into the interior.

"cover!"

The moment the hoarse whisper of an emperor resounded, blue-black flags completely replaced the sky above.

An illusory figure walks in this world.

Fangs open.

It was as if the planet had been spit out by him. Nothing else could be seen on the weak planet, except for a towering ancient tree occupying it all.

When the ancient tree was about to fall to the ground, the Five Directions Hall burst out with five elements of light, rotating to form a huge yin and yang millstone.

The flags of the ten directions turned into ten pearls and were inlaid on the edge of the Yin and Yang millstone one by one. The ten pearls lit up one by one, forming ten chains to connect the inside and outside.

The yin and yang millstone hangs behind the ancient wood, covering up all colors.

As if sensing something, the ancient flat peach tree's root system, originally tangled in a mass of mountains, stretched out.

"fall!"

Boom!

The mountain soil was blown away by the black wind.

The ancient flat peach tree finally fell to the ground.

As soon as it took root, when the yin and yang millstone slowly disappeared, the divine light that belonged to the sacred tree disappeared.

It seems that what is rooted here is an ordinary three-foot-tall tree.

The illusory figure flicked his fingers.

The blue-black flag was retracted, and the Zhangxu Soul Flag turned into a three-foot-long one again.

Shou He, who was already a little unable to hold on, took another divine blood pill.

The illusory figure standing in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a tall red-haired young man.

Putting his palm on the top of his head, he said in a deep voice: "The Divine Blood Pill is infinitely effective, but it is a pity that the path forward for Qi and Blood Martial Arts... has not yet been extended. Otherwise, we can go further by observing the changes in the world."

"Get some rest."

Cool your fingers a little.

Shou He has been snoring like thunder.

Standing in front of the ancient tree, Tushan Jun looked back at the formation that matched the temple and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this formation is enough to cover the glow of the magic medicine."

Then he looked at the Pantao magic medicine.

Like a terminally ill late autumn leaf surging with green.

"Huh?"

Later.