I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1012 Blood Refining

The old ibis sage said: “Young master, you can only take two out of three opportunities.

"It's time to go back."

Wen Zhaowu, a young monk from Tianmen Holy Land, asked in confusion, "Master He, do you feel that the suppression of mana is slowly weakening recently?"

"Have."

The old ibis saint nodded.

Wen Zhaowu's eyes fell on the direction of the West Mountain in the capital, and he said in a deep voice: "The suppression of the forbidden land of the gods is based on that Heavenly Monarch. Whether it is strengthened or weakened, it means that there is something wrong with the Heavenly Monarch. The mineral vein solidified by the blood of the gods should not be exhausted so quickly."

"What do you mean, sir?"

Wen Zhaowu did not answer the old heron saint's words but mentioned someone.

"Senior Brother Chu from the Holy Land sent me a letter saying that he will arrive at the forbidden land of the gods."

"Master Chu?"

The old ibis saint was shocked.

"good.

“I guess it has something to do with the decline of the God’s Forbidden Land.

Wen Zhaowu calculated, "If such a powerful land collapses, the opportunities that will be created will be terrifying. Even Senior Brother Chu is interested. He must have received information from someone."

"Logically speaking, there shouldn't be many people in the Forbidden Land. The grand event that takes place every ten years only lasts three or four months. Not only are there not fewer people now, but there are still a steady stream of cultivators coming, including cultivators like Senior Brother Chu. I'm afraid that the Forbidden Land will really undergo a shocking change."

Wen Zhaowu's face was solemn. He pondered for a while and said, "Let's wait for Brother to arrive and then make plans. If possible, we can also buy the bronze mask."

The old ibis opened his mouth, a complex expression flashed in his eyes, and after a long while he spoke, "He is very powerful."

"Could it be that even Senior Brother Chu is no match for him?"

"He is also a great sage."

"It's different. Very different." Old Ibis Saint shook his head slightly.

……

"gone?"

The mortal emperor on the throne asked.

"Your Majesty, most of the time in the past two months has passed." The old eunuch replied respectfully.

"The palace is much quieter."

Yuan Rong laughed: "It's cold, but I'm not lonely."

Just as the old eunuch was about to answer, he heard the emperor behind the pearl curtain say, "You can go too."

puff.

The old eunuch knelt on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes, but he said without saying much: "My legs and feet are inconvenient and I can't walk anymore. Even if I walk, where should I go? Where is the place for me to stay?"

"Yes."

Yuan Rong looked at the old eunuch he had promoted and said, "You are old, and I am old too."

"Then I won't leave."

As he spoke, Yuan Rong looked towards the West Mountain.

Xishan Temple.

Ghost Saint asked: "Sent away?"

Shou He nodded and said, "It was arranged by the Heavenly Lord."

"Very good." The Ghost Saint under the ancient tree had no objection.

When Senior Brother Tai Jing took Junior Sister away, he wanted Shou He to speak.

Shou Heben had the intention at that time, but once he did that, not only would Bu Zanghua notice the problem, but Tai Jing would also definitely get to the bottom of it.

Later, Tianjun said that he could accomplish such a simple task, so it has been delayed until now.

Now that it has been decided, Bu Zanghua will be sent back to Middle-earth.

"Since everything has been arranged, I will help you refine the holy blood." Tu Shanjun looked at Shou He, his eyes like the eternal abyss swept through some thoughts: "I originally wanted to wait for you to grow up on your own. With the internal and external training of the Immortal Dao Sutra and the Great Witch Sutra, your Dao body may become a different existence. Now I can only rush it."

Shou He cupped his hands and said, "My life is..."

Tu Shanjun waved his hand to interrupt Shou He and said coldly, "Don't say such things anymore.

"Without the Honored Soul Banner, you can't survive, and without you, I can't use it either.

“I’m not your benefactor.

“There’s no need to be grateful to me.

"You are the Banner Master, and I am the Master Soul, that's all."

Although Shou He felt that this was not the case, he didn't know what to say.

He is like a poor boy who got an opportunity. No one knows whether he will soar to the sky or become ordinary people. Maybe he will leave this world early because he is not destined to be strong enough to handle the great opportunity.

But if you think about it carefully, what Ghost Saint said is not wrong.

After the Zunhun Banner falls into his hands, it will naturally bear all the causes and effects of his actions.

As the owner of the soul flag, can he escape the cause and effect of the soul flag itself?

How many eyes are staring.

How many troubles are there.

Shouhe should have expected this.

How can you inherit property without taking on any debts?

Shou He laughed once, and then burst into laughter.

All the shapes on his body quickly disappeared at this moment.

Shou He, who was already nearly ten feet tall, turned into a dark and thin man over six feet tall.

At this moment, the divine fetus in his wild sea of ​​consciousness suddenly opened its eyes, walked in human form, and measured the wilderness.

At this moment, Tushan Jun saw the changes in Shou He.

Shou He was not arrogant, nor did he really think that it was a relationship between the Lord of Arms and the weapons, but he understood the position he should stand in.

Just as he is neither a demon nor a god.

He is human.

He is a man of integrity.

This is a witch.

Shou He, whose strange symptoms suddenly disappeared, immediately sat cross-legged.

The Soul Honoring Banner suddenly flew down behind him.

Seems to be protecting him.

A drop of black and red devil blood emerged from the center of his eyebrows. The devil blood was all-encompassing. It boiled under the attraction of the Great Witch God's fetus, emitting a terrifying aura.

Demon blood dripping.

Ding dong.

Like the sound of the Tao.

At this time, Tushan Jun under the ancient tree showed a surprised look and sighed: "It's a pity that you don't practice this talent." No wonder he could reach the top of the forbidden land of the gods at the age of thirty.

Shou He's talent even surpasses that of ordinary geniuses.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky.

He was not taken away by foreign monks when he was ten years old, but started to learn martial arts when he was less than ten years old.

The internal energy of a martial artist is similar to magic power, but internal energy and qi and blood are definitely not magic power.

To complete the transformation, one needs to pass three levels in succession: moving the skin, refining the internal organs, and strengthening the bones, before one can become innate.

Of course, what is faster is to waste all the internal energy. No matter which one it is, I don’t know how much time it will take to go back and forth like this.

Most of the monks who came in from the sects came for opportunities and talents. There was not enough time to begin with, and each family had a relatively limited number of children, so no one would choose a child who had already practiced martial arts. In addition, there were very few means to judge whether a person was a good practitioner by looking at his childhood, so there was no chance for Shou He.

I didn't expect Shou He to be so talented.

Tu Shanjun only needed to give him a hint and he immediately understood the meaning.

His understanding is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Tu Shanjun pointed a divine light at the boiling devil blood.

The devil's blood immediately dissolved.

"Mysterious Taiyin Water."

"The seeds of Tao are immortal!"

hum.

The incorruptible bones support the body like black gems.

The dark skin turned somewhat pale.

As the green color faded, the original dark and light colors became much brighter.

At the moment when the immortal corpse was formed, Shou He opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes burst out vast and vast, as if it were the ancient and present great witch cave.

The wild sea of ​​consciousness.

The divine fetus remains motionless.

The blue moon above was dyed black and red.

Until the red blood light disappeared, a black moon hung in the sky where the earth and the sky connected.

Shou He heard an ethereal Taoist voice, as if someone was preaching to him. The Immortal Dao Sutra was no longer just a scripture but was completely integrated into his body.

Under the shaping of the Great Witch Sutra, his divine fetus and body seemed to have become heaven and earth. The heaven and earth operated independently, yet appeared ingeniously unified.

Tushan Jun stood up from under the ancient tree.

Recite scriptures.

After years of improvement and comprehension, the Immortal Sutra has a total of 4,931 words, all of which are manifested on the main pole of the Honored Soul Banner.

It didn't seem like text at all.

Not written by anyone.

It is the oldest style of seal carving.

Way, way, way.

Ancient ancient ancient.

Daogu, ancient road...

The three souls are immortal, the seven spirits are indestructible, and eventually the divine fetus is formed.

Tu Shanjun looked at Shou He who was sitting cross-legged, and after pondering for a while, he said, "This is definitely not the way of immortality."

Although it is based on the way of the immortals, it is more inclined towards the way of the gods.

With the divine fetus sitting in control of heaven and earth, it is no exaggeration to say that it is creating an acquired god.

This confused Tu Shanjun.

He had clearly integrated the two paths of the gods and created the sequel based on the first step of the original forbidden land of the gods. How come he was so obviously biased?

What puzzled Tu Shanjun even more was that Shou He, who had achieved a breakthrough in realm, should have faced a test of heavenly tribulation.

It would be fine if ordinary small thunder disasters could not enter the forbidden land of the gods, but why is there no change in the sky above?

Tushan Jun counted on his fingers, calculating the approach of disaster, but although the secret seemed obscure, it was actually very clear.

Either Tushan Jun couldn't even see the secrets of heaven, or his divination skills were not good enough.

Even though it's hard to calculate for the monks, God should at least show some appreciation and shouldn't be so calm.

But what is confusing is that God is so calm, as if he has given the green light all the way.

There are only two possibilities.

One is that someone with great supernatural powers takes action.

The second is that longevity comes into being as the times require and does not encounter disasters.

If Shou He had not encountered the robbery, Long Qi would not have brought people to his house.

Tushan Jun’s first thought was the Emperor of Heaven.

The Lord of Heaven must not be an ordinary god, but if he still has such ability now, there is no need for Tushan Jun to intervene.

He can overturn it himself.

Therefore, even though the Heavenly Sovereign was once an almighty powerful being, he is now like a tiger in the plains and a dragon in shallow waters.

“Could it be the Holy Spirit Demon of the Yuan Dynasty, or… the Dao Sect?”

Tu Shanjun frowned and stood still.

He was still unsure of what Taoism meant.

Is this the Taoist's intention, or is this Yuan Sheng Shengmo's own idea?

  What is the relationship between Taoism and Ancient Immortal Tower?

What role does the Holy Spirit of Yuan Sheng play?

What is his purpose in doing all this?

After asking three questions, Tu Shanjun sighed.

Too little information.

Insufficient information.

He really couldn't understand and couldn't see the current situation clearly.

Even if you ask Lord Yan, I guess he won't tell you.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. There is no point in guessing those things. It just wastes your energy.

As the old saying goes, when the enemy comes, we fight him with our soldiers; when the flood comes, we block it with earth.

Tu Shanjun was sure that what he had to do was to wait.

Wait until the magic medicine is ripe and take away the peaches.

Then, the magic weapon was forged using the evil energy accumulated in the forbidden land for countless years.

It is said that one will become an immortal after five steps. Tu Shanjun closed his eyes slightly.

He was just one step away from the fourth step.

Daojun, do you have the ability to compete with those with great supernatural powers?