We can continue to cooperate with each other for mutual benefit.

"Master, I have something to discuss with you..."

"Master's business is my business, why should I be like this?"

Tu Shanjun smiled and shook his head: "We still need to discuss it."

Trust cannot always be counted on.

This thing is actually a consumable.

What happens should be discussed and tolerated more. If you are really stubborn, you will probably have to teach someone a lesson. No matter which aspect it is, you can finally prune the branches and vines.

"..."

"In that case, we'll leave now."

"Let's go."

Tushanjun jumped back into the flag.

Wu Rong, who had put away his soul flag, stepped into the air and tore open the barrier space. He was about to cross when he heard: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist!"

Wu Rong turned around in surprise.

The person who came was not very tall, only over six feet tall, with dark skin and a rather unremarkable appearance. However, there was a divine light lingering around him, as if he was a god who had come from ancient times.

She was smiling and waving to him, as if she knew him.

The other party shouldn't know him, but Wu Rong did.

"you……"

Wu Rongcuo blinked in shock: "You're not..."

"Xia Shouhe, he is indeed dead."

"Isn't the soul in the old god's flag?"

How can I give up my life?

"Then you now..."

"Someone took action to reshape my body and use great supernatural powers to suppress life and death. It must be a divine path."

Shou He said it openly and honestly.

Tu Shanjun walked out of the soul flag, looked at 'Shou He' who was standing not far away, and opened his mouth, but no words came out, only a sigh.

"Congratulations to the old immortal for his enlightenment."

Tu Shanjun had a complicated look on his face and returned the favor.

"Old gods don't need to be so concerned. No one has ever died since ancient times, let alone now that I've woken up again."

"That man asked me to tell the old god that I might gain something from going to the Tianyang Divine Sect in the Eastern Wasteland to find his ancestor."

"What a good man!"

Looking at Shou He who turned into starlight and rushed away, Wu Rong sighed.

"That should be the supernatural power of spirits and demons to endure death.

"Why is it that the big shot is so convoluted? If it were me, I would have resisted the big shot.

"What are the limitations of Moyo's magical power?"

Tu Shanjun didn't say anything. The spirit demon death-resistant technique might not be a bad technique.

Magical powers are not good or bad. Those who use them will be good, and those who use them will be bad.

Wu Rong asked curiously: "Master, what he said is that he wants to return to the Eastern Wasteland to find the ancestor of the Tianyang Divine Sect and inquire about it?"

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly and said, "I have long noticed that there is something different about his ancestor."

"It's time to go back."

"Okay, let's go back to Donghuang. I haven't been back for a long time!"

Speaking of returning to the Eastern Wasteland, Wu Rong was very excited.

…

Middle Earth.

The unknown sect's main hall.

An old voice full of Dao breath came slowly: "Taijing, you have brought back the Six Paths of the Underworld to the sect, and the sect will reward you..."

Tai Jing bowed and said, "I don't dare to be a disciple."

"It's not the disciple's credit for getting the magic weapon back, it's actually someone else."

"oh?"

"The disciple came into contact with Zhang Yajiu in the forbidden land of God..."

"..."

"In that case, he is also a disciple of our sect."

"I'm interested!"
Chapter completed!