Chapter 905: Forging Saint

Go up to the west building alone.

The moon is like a hook.

Just at dusk, the sun and moon shine together.

The evening breeze blew the long burgundy hair, and the hair moved slightly, outlining a face that was as vivid as a picture.

The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and the center of the strokes are like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy.

It was obvious that her face was not smooth, but rather angular, but her magnanimity and spirit were better than flowers blooming in the daytime and a goddess descending to earth.

She was dressed in a black and red robe, with mountains and rivers embroidered with gold and white threads. She had a sun and moon crown on her head, and her long burgundy hair was tied into a bun, with only a few hair hanging down.

Step by step, step by step, there is no wavering or flattery, but an inexplicable solemnity and solemnity, just like a true practitioner walking in the void to find the path, but unswervingly walking on the path that he thinks is the most correct.

Calm as this twilight sunset.

Her fingers were like onion-white mutton-fat jade, inserted into the sleeves of her robe, and only when she moved around could she see a little flash of color.

Approaching the mountain gate, he finally raised his goose neck.

As he nodded, his eyebrows flashed with light.

Under the light was a pair of deep purple eyes.

A glance at her deep purple eyes made her look even more divine.

Venerable Ziyang, who had been waiting in front of the mountain gate for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward and said with cupped hands: "Teacher is recuperating in the blessed land..."

"Your Majesty is too kind."

The girl with double pupils smiled slightly, her face calm and without any hint of impatience.

A frown and a smile make people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze, as if they were drinking from a clear spring on a hot day.

Ziyang did not dare to rely on his seniority. The person in front of him, regardless of his background, his restrained aura of cleverness was enough to make anyone respect him.

In the great realm of the Eastern Wilderness, there is a list of geniuses.

The third ranked girl with double pupils, Tushan Jinghong.

The dojo was already familiar to her.

The blessed land formation does not set up any defenses.

Therefore, she easily crossed the long steps of the pavilion and palace, all the way to the blessed land of the Taoist temple, and met the blond old man who was cultivating in the Taoist platform as she wished.

The old man's golden eyes moved slightly, he opened his mouth, and sighed: "Oh, little Jinghong, blame me, I...I couldn't save him..."

Jinghong sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and said, "I know you must also be worried about this."

"Now that Dao Lord has taken action, we cannot stop him."

"If I were here, I would definitely advise you to stop."

"You don't have to feel guilty about it."

"In other words, I don't blame you."

A lonely look flashed in Jinghong's eyes. The sect must have known about her relationship with her father, so they didn't tell her the news and let her enter the Holy Land for retreat early.

After she was released from seclusion, many years had passed, and thirty years had passed since that incident happened.

She also couldn't blame the sect. The sect masters had their own considerations, and they also wanted to protect her.

To put it bluntly, even without Tao Lord's intervention, the teachers would not allow her to hold the Soul Flag. The sect was quite resistant to all unstable monks and objects.

In addition, Ouyang Qiuxian was killed by the ancestor of the Yu family, so she couldn't even find a specific enemy.

However, she is no longer the little girl she was back then. She is not the powerless young master who fought her way out of the siege surrounded by people. She is not the helpless child who can only cry. She has become a saint, and she also has double pupils and the most important ray of light. Blood soul.

The blood soul is still stable.

This made Tushan Jinghong make a guess.

‘Perhaps, father, is not dead. ’

She wanted to say such a thing to reassure Grandpa Yuanyan, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them alive.

She is no longer the little girl who can't hide things. There are some things that even close relatives cannot express openly, let alone those related to her father's life and death.

Since ancient times, things have been accomplished through secrets, and failures have been revealed through words.

Once more people know about it, maybe things that should be done will not be done.

In this way, we can only aggrieve Grandpa Yuanyan.

She came here just because she didn't want Grandpa Yueyan to feel too guilty and affect the rest of her journey.

When she couldn't express herself, she needed to cover up. After all, she herself didn't have much confidence in her guess, and her only reliance was the ghost of the blood soul in her body.

"Dad."

"Where are you?"

…

pain.

Extremely painful.

The red-haired ghost king had a ferocious face. He was no longer as handsome as before and had completely transformed into a ferocious hell ghost.

He thought he could bear the pain caused by flesh and blood, because he had long been accustomed to it. However, the moment the Soul Flag blew up and turned into ash, he felt as if his spine was about to pull out of his body.

No matter how much he suppressed his nerves, calmed his mind, and used visualization methods, he could not erase the pain that penetrated deeply into his soul and was torn out of his soul.

The red-haired ghost king staggered to his feet and roared to the sky.

He had forgotten how many days and nights he spent rolling on the ground in severe pain.

It felt like his soul had been pulled out of his flesh and blood body and exposed to the sun.

Dehydration.

Dry.

To the point of drying out.

Like a monk who is about to die of thirst in the desert but is still sober.

Tushanjun grinned with a twitching smile.

This half-adjustment finally allowed him to reach his peak.

Tu Shanjun stretched out his blue-black ghost hand without hesitation and inserted it into his mouth.

After groping for a while, he took out a tiger talisman and took out the iron furnace stored in the tiger talisman to place it. As a burst of mana fell, the raging evil flames suddenly spawned a raging fire.

"not enough."

"Ten thousand evil fires!"

The fangs opened slightly, and a mouthful of purple-red black fire spurted out. With this mouthful of purple-black fire, the flames of the entire formation seemed to have found a backbone and attached themselves to it.

After a while, the three-foot-tall iron furnace in front of him gradually heated up under the flames.

In a short while, it emitted endless heat.

Looking at the tools in front of him.

Tushanjun gently picked up a bone razor.

The file was like a tube cavity, from large to small.

The surroundings were very sharp, and it was a magic weapon at first glance, but the appearance of this weapon was so strange that people didn't know how to use it.

Soon, the Red-haired Ghost King raised the file to the top of his head.

He tilted his head.

He grabbed the file and stabbed it hard.

Puff.

The file stabbed diagonally into the back of the neck, and Tushanjun's eyes suddenly turned red, and the black-red blood rushed to his throat. Feeling the loss of his magic power, Tushanjun said, "Sanniang, help me again, after this time..."

A shadow appeared behind Tushanjun.

"Ugh!"

The dark blue ghost hand exerted force, and the spine behind him suddenly dug open from the broken end.

The file opened holes along both sides of the spine behind him until Tushanjun could hold the spine and pull it out.

Without the support of the spine, Tushanjun was about to fall like a limp worm.

The shadow standing behind him hugged him from behind.

Let his falling figure stand up again.

Stand upright again.

Spreading it flat, looking at the 32 vertebrae in his hand, Tushanjun put it into the iron furnace in front of him until the spine softened and the tiny bone feet attached to the main trunk.

Tushanjun pulled it out.

The spine, which was whistling and seemed to be alive, was placed on the black anvil.

Ding.

Clang!

The rhythmic knocking sound echoed in the silent tiger tomb.

This forging made him forget the passage of time.

Thirteen thousand six hundred hammers.

Each hammer was struck with all his strength and completely exhausted.

The original 32-segment spine has turned into a main pole about ten feet tall.

Black robbery gold flashes, purple dragons entrench themselves, and the red sky-evil fire wraps the new main pole like a hazy gauze, while also emitting the energy of destroying the world.

Only between the lines, the fine bone feet and the connection of the nodules can still be vaguely seen.

"It would be great if someone could help me."

Tu Shanjun sighed.

As he said that, he picked up a seal carving knife and peeled off the skin on his body like a butcher cutting a cow.

Trembling, he took the polished bone needle and used fine hair to sew up the large piece. After a while, a huge banner with a dark blue color and scarlet lines was spread out in front of him.

At this point, the Red-haired Ghost King has become a blood corpse.

Relying on his powerful Taoism to stabilize his body that was about to collapse.

Tushanjun took out his spiritual brush, ground the dark blue ink, and drew evil ghosts walking on clouds.

I don't know how long it took.

The picture of ten thousand ghosts was completely drawn.

If you don't observe carefully, you can no longer see the scarlet lines.

A dark blue picture of ten thousand ghosts was completely completed.

It didn't look strange to Tushanjun at all.

After doing all this, Tushanjun chanted a spell and gave birth to two more arms. His face also expanded and split. It seemed that half of the face grew on both sides of his cheeks, showing Tao and Demon respectively. The green-faced evil ghost in the middle of Tao and Demon did not look bloated, but had an inexplicable divinity and solemnity.

Three-phase Dharma body.

Based on the three flower bodies of Taoism, Demon and Yuansheng, Tushanjun could feel the powerful strength in his body.

If he could go one step further and completely split the three flower bodies, he might be able to do the same as Dunyi, splitting from one person into three people.

And unlike Dun Yi's crude technique, his three flower bodies will each hold one.

However, Tu Shanjun has not yet figured out the subsequent speculation.

He manifested the three-phase Dharma body not to improve his own strength.

Take out the ribs from the chest and piece together a half-skeletal body.

Cut off the arms from the ribs and connect them.

Calcined.

Beat.

Repeat this process, under the burning of the karmic fire, the forged skeleton body seemed to be attached with a layer of golden sword skin, no longer the original flesh and blood.

Then, Tu Shanjun spliced ​​them one by one.

Melt the skeleton body into the main pole.

The ghost hands each grabbed three fluttering secondary banners.

Tu Shanjun nodded with satisfaction, opened his bloody mouth and bit the blue-black Ten Thousand Ghosts Atlas in front of him, then he gently held his head, twisted it left and right for a while, and slowly took it off.

The headless ghost king blood corpse held his head and walked forward with difficulty.

Click.

The dark red blood suddenly gathered into a quagmire.

Even his body was about to collapse.

These three or two steps were extremely difficult for him to take, but he still walked through.

Crack.

The three Dharma skulls were connected to the headless skeleton.

"Thirty-three sections, can reach the sky!"

The headless ghost king's blood corpse fell completely.

The phantom holding the ghost king also completely turned into starlight and dissipated.

The three Dharma skulls opened their eyes suddenly.

The skeleton evil ghost chanted the mantra:

"The banner is me, and I am the banner."

"The soul dies, the banner remains, the banner dies, the soul should live!"

The bloody mouth opened.

The tiger talisman fell into his stomach.

The suppressed tiger tomb evil spirit completely broke out at this moment.