I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1005 Confrontation

Lift aside the curtain.

Shouyeshan looked at the man riding the tall horse in the light.

There were some maids and servants accompanying Shouyeshan, and they all seemed to glance at the old man vaguely, and then quickly withdrew their eyes.

After seeing the curtain open a crack, an old man riding a unicorn horse came forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, young master?"

"No."

Shouyeshan shook his head.

He seldom heard anything about this uncle from his parents.

Logically speaking, he should be called uncle.

Perhaps it was because of the unfamiliarity and his usual impression of him that he only called him "uncle" when they met.

Now, the children feel that the journey is too long and inevitably feel bored.

Shouyeshan lowered the curtain and looked at the young man sitting beside him.

Of course he knew the identity of this young man. How could he not take his parents' repeated instructions seriously?

However, the difference in status made him a little hesitant and he was not sure how to get along with them.

Li Yuanqing was resting with his eyes closed.

He could feel a little boy looking at him, but he just smiled it off, his father's advice echoing in his mind.

Go to the temple and study hard. Inheritance is secondary. Whatever skills you learn are yours. No matter whether you can use them or not, it is always a way out.

"A way out?"

Li Yuanqing's little face was full of solemnity.

He didn't understand why he had to look for a way out.

The clan is a royal family and shouldn't need a way out.

It is precisely because I don’t understand that I keep it firmly in my mind.

at dusk.

The carriage entered the temple.

This will arrange for the two children to stay.

Everything was arranged by Shou He, so Tu Shanjun didn't need to step in.

Shou Hezai is still here, and Zhao Qingyi is also in charge. It's just a matter of keeping a few more idle people.

As for learning skills, that is even simpler. Lord Yan is free, so let him teach the children. This will also help King Hui to fulfill his merit of building temples.

The Ghost Saint acted like a hands-off boss and made fewer and fewer moves.

He sat cross-legged on the green platform of the sacred tree all day long.

While guarding the magic medicine, Tu Shanjun slowly strengthened the formation that fell on the temple.

The formation will also be forbidden by the gods, requiring more mental and physical care.

Even though Tushan Jun could display great combat power in the forbidden land of the gods, he was unable to use the methods of many cultivators.

The greatest limitation is the outward release of spiritual consciousness.

This can be replaced by the naked eye.

The sight of a cultivator is not as good as divine consciousness, but it is enough to see through everything.

……

Two months passed in a flash.

The Yama Temple no longer has the tranquility it once had.

Early in the morning.

Overcrowded.

The pilgrims who were pushing and shoving each other started arguing over a verbal dispute.

The young man in the long gown blushed.

The two families arguing over the first incense stick refused to give in to each other.

Zhao Qingyi frowned suddenly and commanded the warriors of Qingyi Tower to control the situation. Unexpectedly, the servants of the two families swung their sticks, making it difficult for even the warriors of Qingyi Tower to get close to them.

The tense atmosphere also caused other pilgrims to push and shove even more severely.

Trampling and bloodshed were about to occur.

"stop!"

It was like thunder exploding from the sky.

Falling down with a loud bang.

Everyone was just shocked.

A tall warrior walked slowly towards them.

He easily moved away the servants who were blocking the warriors from Qingyi Tower.

He was like an iron tower.

It's Shou He.

Shou He's body, which has already copied twenty-three forms, is no longer its original inconspicuous appearance.

He is now nine feet tall.

Standing up, he looked like a big earth bear.

It has a leopard head with round eyes, prominent horns and a dragon-like jaw.

Stimulating the qi and blood is like vast clouds blooming in the sky.

"It turned out to be Marshal Shou."

"I'll just give Shou Shuai some face."

The young man from the Xu family bowed and signaled the servants around him to leave.

"It's so noisy! How can it be so disgraceful!" Shou He started to scold as he saw the situation becoming increasingly excessive.

This matter is not a long story. I don't know how the news that the wife of the Liu family came to pray to the gods spread, and slowly the number of believers increased. In just two months, most people in the capital knew about the power of the Heavenly Emperor.

Every household worships the God of Heaven.

The most surprising thing is that His Majesty did not stop it.

Such a silent and ambiguous attitude makes the people more unscrupulous.

Of course, the reason is because of the 'spirit'.

Whatever you ask for, as long as it is not against heaven or morality, the God of Heaven will grant it.

Shou He's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "If it happens again, I will never let you off easily."

Until Shou He left, no one dared to breathe.

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly directed the personnel.

When Shou He left, he did not go to the county government office but walked into a small courtyard leaning against the back mountain.

The courtyard is still as solid as a rock, like a fairyland.

The tall ancient trees stretch out their bodies with lush branches and leaves.

At the top of the branch, there is a large and plump green peach, which has already turned slightly red.

Shou He retracted his gaze and bowed, saying, "Old Immortal, the county government found Long Qi's traces two days ago, and I decided to end the matter that was not ended last time."

The last time Cui Jianlu said he wanted to capture Long Qi, he didn’t take any action. He had to wait for them to find out themselves. Now that he has some clues, he will definitely not let him go.

Moreover, Shou He could clearly feel that he had reached his limit.

He needs Long Qi's dragon form to break through.

"Okay." The red-haired ghost saint under the ancient tree nodded. Shou He's blood and qi are now full, and the imprinted twenty-three spirits are in his body. His three souls and seven spirits are also slowly approaching the divine fetus, and he only needs the final touch.

With this kick, you can take the second step into the forbidden land of God.

Only then can you have the ability to protect yourself.

Send Shou He away.

There's one more sneaky person.

The Ghost Saint's eyelids moved slightly, and his aura condensed into substance, transforming into a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest bowed to the deity and strode out of the courtyard.

The young man walked towards the courtyard as if he had a purpose.

The boy who jumped onto the wall and clung to the eaves felt a shadow above his head.

He turned back suddenly and was so frightened that his hands and feet were unsteady.

Falling from a meter-high wall was quite a heavy blow, but the boy did not feel any pain. When he looked carefully, he found that he had been grabbed by a slightly pale hand without knowing when.

The young man forced a smile.

It's hard to hide the throbbing in my eyes.

The pale monk who was holding the boy back said, "Young man, don't be so curious."

Li Yuanqing landed slowly.

Seeing that the pale monk was about to leave, he quickly said, "Wait a minute, Immortal."

The monk paused.

"Does the immortal know the character Yuan in my name?"

The ghost saint's shadow laughed in silence.

If it weren't for the fact that King Hui had contributed to the construction of the temple, he would not have allowed the other party to enter the temple even if he was the emperor.

But the child still wanted to remind him.

This surprised the Ghost Saint.

Why doesn’t the emperor of the Yuan family send a smarter child over?

He stretched out a finger and was about to touch the young man's forehead.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly said: "The gods must know that this is not what I meant. My father said that the gods must know about our Yuan and must have come into contact with it, otherwise the gods would not come here."

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in the Ghost Saint's eyes.

He always thought that Shangqing was behind the court.

After all, the old Taoist master of Shangqing is in charge of Wanning County.

But the message brought by the child surprised Tu Shanjun.

His heart was stirred, and he was more convinced of what the Heavenly Monarch said about the Yuan Sheng Holy Demon's origin from the Taoist sect, as well as his view on the current situation...

He seemed to understand a little bit.

The Divine Forbidden Land is essentially a battle between the Taoist sect and the Ancient Immortal Tower.

When both sides are in a stalemate, someone needs to break the deadlock.

"Aren't you afraid of mistaking someone for someone else?"

The Ghost Saint looked at the young man.

"Not afraid."

"I remember the appearance of the gods." Li Yuanqing nodded firmly.

In the past two months, he has already figured it out and has also seen the Ghost Saint from afar.

So when he saw that it was the Ghost Saint who caught him, he was not shocked or surprised. Instead, he felt a little excited, and was happy that he had finally found the right person.

Gui Sheng had to take back his previous thoughts.

This child is not stupid.

On the contrary, he came with a purpose and served as a link between the emperor and him.

"Your father asked you to find me?"

"Yes."

"whats the matter?"

"do not know."

Li Yuanqing shook his head seriously: "Father said that after I said these words, if the gods understand, then they understand, and if they don't understand, then they don't understand."

"If you don't understand, there's no need to reveal more."

The Ghost Saint laughed, and just as he was about to continue talking to the boy, he straightened his face, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Go back, there is a real blind person here."

Before Li Yuanqing could react, the tall Ghost Saint in front of him had turned into a black and red ghost wind that flew away.

It will be here in a moment.

Right at the door of the closed gate.

The gate is thick and tall.

The back mountain can be reached through the gate.

"Why do you have to be so sneaky, fellow Taoist? I have already told you to come to the temple for a chat." The pale monk standing on the wall sneered.

Watching the young man who sneaked in disguised as a pilgrim.

The divine light in his eyes was fixed firmly on the opponent, as if he would attack without hesitation if there was any movement.

The young man wiped the beard on his lips and smiled: "What do you mean?"

Ghost Saint said calmly: "What a good trick. If you hadn't insisted on using it to tear open the formation I set up, I wouldn't have reacted yet."

It was a coincidence.

This time, when the ghostly shadow came out, he could feel the other party's movements more clearly.

Seeing that he couldn't pretend any longer, the young man simply stopped using his magical powers and changed his appearance. He turned out to be Cui Jianlu, who said last time that things would not end so easily.

Cui Jianlu looked out, as if trying to see through this hazy formation and the existence inside it.

He smiled and said tentatively: "With such strict defense, I'm afraid there must be some treasure."

The Ghost Saint sneered: "Guess what it is."

"I couldn't guess, so I came to see it myself."

"That depends on what you are capable of."

"I don't have much ability, just enough."

"It's you..."

Cui Jianlu paused and continued, "His skills are quite impressive, but how much strength can he display when Shou He was transferred away by Long Qi's news?"

"I don't think you can even use 30% of your combat power!"

Ghost Saint's eyes darkened, but he still said calmly: "I think you already know my background."

Cui Jianlu nodded and stared at Guisheng.

"Yes, I checked a lot of files."

"You thought it was only two months, but for me it was more than twenty years."

"I have spent more than 20 years searching for files and investigating your origins, and finally found a similarity."

"right."

"Fellow Daoist from the Eastern Wasteland."

"Tushanjun!"