I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1058: Ru Zang

The wind is clear and the clouds are bright.

bright.

Xianlou.

The few handsome and unrestrained men were laughing and joking.

I saw a monk in a loose Taoist robe approaching.

A handsome young man holding a wine jar laughed and said, "Brother, have you met those nobles?"

"Of course I have seen it. My brother has never missed it in the past few hundred years, but those who have been granted titles of nobility and appointed as prime ministers are not in my eyes."

Another young man in a long gown waved his folding fan and said with a smile, "I'm afraid we will return empty-handed this time, and I feel depressed."

"It may not be the case this time. I heard that a cultivator who has been awarded the title of Saint has appeared."

"Oh?"

"Isn't that the same as the Celestial Clan from 1,300 years ago..."

"If you ask me, you should go to court, Brother Yu." One of the monks with formal attire sighed.

The young man surnamed Yu, who was wearing a loose Taoist robe, said calmly, "After I come back this time, I will take my bag and say goodbye to you all!"

"Brother Yu is leaving?"

"Why leave?"

"We enjoy the salary of the court. The royal city is so big that we can go anywhere. The third step of cultivation is not the best in the world, but it is also considered the backbone. Do we have to be that aide? Even if the other party is powerful, he has just opened a marquisate and is penniless. If I go there, won't I suffer with him?"

"Don't bother."

Monk Yu packed up his bedding and some small items, tied them into a bundle and put it on his shoulder, then bowed and said, "Brothers, see you later!"

"gone?"

"Really gone?"

"He is the most arrogant person."

Everyone was in a trance, as if they had not expected this person to leave Xianlou.

Monk Yu walked along the long street under the sunshine.

There was also confusion and anxiety about the future in his eyes, but it was gradually replaced by determination.

It would be good to stay in the royal city. Even if they do nothing, the royal city will give them a salary. Not to mention that with their cultivation level, they can at least be in charge of a place if they become officials. However...

The monk surnamed Yu opened his palms.

He pondered and said, "Practice magic, perform supernatural powers, move the stars and change the constellations; observe the weather, check the terrain, and dragons and snakes will rise from the land..."

……

Wu Rong, who was temporarily consolidating his practice in the mansion, welcomed a special guest.

The person who came was a monk.

The monk was wearing a simple robe.

Wu Rong motioned for the monk to take a seat, then frowned, turned the lid of the tea bowl that was steaming, and asked in a long voice, "What do you mean?"

Inside the banner.

Tu Shanjun recognized the other person. This was the master who led the little monk to walk in the forbidden land, but he did not take action until the end, and even provided them with help.

"Master Ruzang."

"I came to the underworld to look for someone."

Wu Rong was surprised and asked, "He's dead?"

"died."

Wu Rong rubbed his fingers and said, "Master, you are wrong. All souls that enter the underworld have roughly three directions."

"One: transform into a ghost and continue to practice, that is, ghost cultivation. Two: come to the royal city to stay and earn enough spirit stones to reincarnate, or not reincarnate and stay there."

"Three: Reincarnate directly under the arrangement of the Royal City."

"These are the three general destinations of the soul,"

"Others may lose their souls and pass away, or become lonely ghosts in the domain barrier and be captured by the God of Desolation..."

"No matter which one it is, the master should not be able to find me here."

Ru Zang looked at Wu Rong with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "I heard that the Marquis has a treasure that can detect the life and death of living beings."

Wu Rong's expression changed drastically.

Even his handsome face looked a little more ferocious.

He laughed and said, "Master, where did you know this?"

Since ancient times, only tools and reputation cannot be borrowed from others.

What an important document the Book of Life and Death is.

How could this monk check whatever he wanted?

It was a sign of good self-control that Wu Rong did not lose his temper on the spot.

"Amitabha."

Seeing that Ru Zang had no intention of saying anything, Wu Rong was about to send him away.

"Let me lend him a look."

"Master?"

"Back then in the forbidden land, he also helped us."

After hearing what his master said, Wu Rong's expression suddenly eased and he smiled, "So that's how it is."

"But... Master, the Book of Life and Death is a powerful weapon."

"We can't let people see the truth."

Wu Rong raised his hooked nose and glanced at Ru Zang with a gloomy look. "He is also a Buddhist from the Western Paradise. I don't care which lineage he came from. He is a representative of Buddhism after all. Don't those Bodhisattvas and Buddhas have the ability to find a dead person? Why do they have to let him find us?"

"Disciple, of course I know that Master always takes pleasure in taking revenge, but we cannot help but be on guard."

He doesn't believe in Taoism or Buddhism at all.

Listening to his disciple's sincere persuasion, Tu Shanjun did not say anything else.

This is a matter of great importance and we cannot act on impulse. We can only look for other opportunities to make up for it.

Ru Zang saw Wu Rong's hesitation, and bowed with one hand, saying, "If you are willing to lend me the treasure, I am willing to serve you for a decade."

Two rays of divine light suddenly burst out from Wu Rong's eyes.

This person is a famous Buddhist disciple in the Western Paradise. His service for sixty years is enough to allow him to gain a foothold in the underworld.

There is no reason to refuse such conditions.

He spoke with a bit more enthusiasm, "Master, we are old friends. So it's okay to borrow the Book of Life and Death."

As he spoke, he spread out his palm, and a large scroll of the State of the Country appeared in Wu Rong's hand. He asked, "Do you have your birth date and eight characters, or any personal belongings?"

"Have."

Wu Rong, who controlled the Book of Life and Death, made a decision: "Hurry and obey the command!"

The Book of Life and Death was opened. There had been no drawing on the blank scroll for a long time.

"what happened?"

Wu Rong was surprised and cast the spell again, but it still didn't work. He quickly sent a message back to the Soul Banner to ask his master Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun let out a long hiss and said, "Let me try."

Wu Rong opened his palms, and the Soul Flag appeared in his hands, and turned into a few feet in length the moment the magic power was transferred.

The blue iron banner hung down, and thousands of evil spirits were rising.

A tall figure stepped through the mist and revealed his figure.

Red hair at the top corner.

His eyes were like the dark abyss.

It was as if a demon god had walked out to patrol his own demon world.

Ru Zang stood up, bowed and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. I hope you are well, senior."

"The master's style remains the same."

Tu Shanjun sat down and waved his hand to signal Master Ru Zang not to be so nervous.

Ru Zang looked at Cheng Dao's main soul, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

At that time, the cultivation levels of the two were almost the same. No one expected that Tushan Jun had such great perseverance to achieve enlightenment in the forbidden land of the gods. Now when they met again, Ruzang said "Amitabha", and he could no longer see the other's spiritual light.

"We'll talk later."

"I will find someone for you first." Tu Shanjun knew Ru Zang's urgency and immediately manifested the Great Dao.

The peach blossoms of life and death hang above their heads, the yin and yang millstones weave Taoist silk, and the treasured Book of Life and Death floats in front of everyone, with their birth dates written down, details noted, and personal spiritual objects used.

Ghost hand seal.

Tu Shanjun personally unfolded the Book of Life and Death.

The brilliant light of the avenue paints a picture of immortality.

The silk thread is truly spun, weaving destiny.

quite a while.

The Ghost King slowly opened his eyes.

There was a gloom in his eyes.

He was surprised and said, "The person the master is looking for is not in the Book of Life and Death."

Wu Rong was shocked and asked, "How is this possible?"

The Book of Life and Death records not only the lives of those who have died, but also all living beings.

If they are not in the Book of Life and Death, either their cultivation is extremely high, far superior to that of Master Tu Shanjun, or they are an anomaly and are not even recorded in the Book of Life and Death.

There aren't many anomalies, but throughout history, there have been many anomalies, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

"I can't help the master either." Tu Shanjun put away the Book of Life and Death and shook his head slightly.

"Thank you."

Ru Zang bowed and said with a smile, "I will still serve you for a whole decade as promised."

Wu Rong also felt very embarrassed.

If this is found, it is a fair trade to get the service.

But the person was not found, and he was asking people to serve him just by using the treasure. Isn't this too overbearing? So he hurriedly explained and told Master Ru Zang not to take it so seriously, and not to take serving for a whole decade seriously.

"I have made up my mind."

Hearing Master Ru Zang say this, Wu Rong felt happy but also suspicious.

However, no matter whether it was the Buddhist calculations or other conspiracies, now was the time to use people, and he would not refuse.

It would be better to say that everyone is welcome.

The more people bet on him, the safer he is and the more powerful he is.

Ru Zang lived in the mansion under the arrangement of the devil, waiting for Wu Rong to go to his fiefdom.

The fiefdom is still in the process of selection. Although he has the ability, he is not a Taoist monarch after all. Naturally, other Taoist monarchs will have to choose first before it is his turn.

Tu Shanjun said in a deep voice: "He is a Buddhist from the West Heaven, and his background is very far-reaching."

"If the connection is not wide, how can you persuade me to stay for a whole decade?"

"You have to be more careful when it comes to intricacies. If you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces."

Wu Rong stood up and looked at the blue sky outside the gate, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your advice, Master. Even if I die, it is only because I am not good enough in learning and cannot fulfill my destiny."

At this point, Wu Rong smiled brilliantly: "Master, I have realized it!"

"what?"

"The fate of the Heavenly Ghost is to cut off the limit of the sky!"

Tu Shanjun had no idea what Wu Rong had realized.

He couldn't quite understand the disciple in front of him.

Now even the Qing Emperor praises Wu Rong highly.

The devil smiled flatteringly and said, "Sir, this is the visiting card."

"Are these the only few?"

Wu Rong took it and looked at the few visiting cards.

Some of them came to give gifts, some wanted to make friends, but very few came to serve. There were many at first, but Wu Rong set a standard that as long as you were in the second stage or above, the number of visiting cards suddenly decreased significantly.

Wu Rong snorted coldly: "I asked you to recruit talents, did you really do your best?"

"My Lord, I have indeed tried to show my abilities, but those cultivators are all arrogant and proud, and since you don't want the first step, there really is no one."

"The first step, even a pig can get to the first step!"

Wu Rong placed his hands on the table and sneered, "There are only two steps to enlightenment. Once you have the true meaning, you will enter the second step. As long as you have enough resources, you can reach the second step in thirty to fifty years of accumulation."

"What do I need those wasting old cultivators for?"

"Give them a pension?"

“Even if you don’t have your own path, you can still take the second step by learning, borrowing, and stealing…”

"Do these young masters from the royal city really think that they rely on their natural talents to learn?"

"That's it!"

Wu Rong waved his hand and said, "I am too lazy to argue with them. I have chosen a fiefdom early. With tens of thousands of talents, I can feed them with Yinhun Pills and produce countless second-step cultivators."

Tushan Jun was speechless.

It was the first time he saw Wu Rong so angry.

Don’t blame those cultivators. Even if Wu Rong was defeated by the Taoist Master, if they really had to choose, they would choose the Taoist Master instead of the Great Sage.

It's really annoying that no one is coming to join.

Wu Rong looked at the visiting cards and said, "Please invite them one by one. I will meet them all."