I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 1069 Soul Shackles

Domain barrier.

In the realm of deep travel, there are two energies running around.

On a high seat in the hall, a monk in a light yellow robe frowned, put down the jade slip in his hand, and asked, "Has Niu Hong gone to the lower world?"

"Reporting to the Grand Marshal, the Marshal has been in the lower world for some time..." The Bull-Headed Saint who came to report was hesitant and couldn't explain clearly. Perhaps he understood the news, but he just couldn't say it out loud, which is why he is now in such a panic, not knowing what to do.

"Where have you gone?"

"cloudy day."

"He deserves the disaster." Da Sikong's brows relaxed a little.

Cloudy days are the territory of the ancient emperor Dongyue.

Even if it was arranged early, it would be impossible to go there openly. He certainly couldn't bring troops with him. No wonder he saw that the giant ship didn't move and even the net tunnel was not lit.

"It's planted, it's planted, it's really planted. The Grand Marshal is as good as a god in predicting things." The Ox-Headed Saint responded hurriedly.

Da Sikong said in astonishment: "Did the Dongyue King City take it down, or was it the old Taoist master of the Yintian clan who did it?"

In his impression, Niu Hong’s strength is not weak, and he is also a relic of ancient times.

Not to mention cultivators of the same realm, even an ordinary cultivator might not be able to gain much advantage.

The avenue carries you, and you are reborn with blood. Even if you can't win, you can always escape.

"Is there a Lord of Three Flowers...?"

The Grand Master thought more deeply and said, "Tell me quickly!"

……

Yutong Shu trembled as he "spoke" out what he had seen and known.

In fact, it is not really speaking, but rather reproducing one's own memories as if they were reappearing.

The Grand Marshal who was sitting in the upper seat frowned.

The high priest who was summoned for the discussion was surprised and said, "What a powerful method!"

Then he chuckled and said, "It's okay. Once you're at the table, if you're not as skilled as your opponent, you should just admit defeat."

The scales on Dasikong's neck rippled slightly.

He turned his face and said with a head shaped like a big Kui: "I am not worried about his safety. Since he wrote to me, he will not let You Niu Hong die. What I am afraid of is that I will be instigated by others and become a pawn for others for nothing."

The high priest, who was wearing a beast mask that not only covered his face but also his entire body, nodded and cast a spell to block out the sound: "I heard that his disciple was awarded the title of marquis with his Saint King cultivation."

"good."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"what?"

The high priest then said, "Every time we look for a trap, we have to check and identify it carefully along the way. The trap at the Blood Spirit Cliff was identified three hundred years ago, but it has never surfaced. How come he has determined the location before he even came to the Demonic Land, and he has even determined it to the point of a place as small as a fingernail, two thousand miles away."

"Bo Yi, what do you mean?"

Sikong stared at Da Kui's head and said, "Either someone told him the location of the net, or..."

The high priest Boyi groaned for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Hetu!"

"It is said that the River Map has always been in that person's hands."

"..."

"I'm afraid that the tricks involved are beyond the ability of you and me to handle."

Da Sikong and Boyi looked at each other.

They read from each other's eyes: "Niu Hong is in big trouble!"

"What should we do now?"

"Save people first, then get out."

"Without further ado!"

……

"What's going on?" Yu Shen, who got the news, hurried to the Palace of Destiny. As soon as he came in, he saw Wu Rong, who was still pale, and the tall ghost standing beside him.

The ghost was holding a monk with a bull's head, who was wearing shackles and had a black and red chain pierced through his scapula.

Wu Rong smiled and said, "It was just a small incident."

Tu Shanjun beside him frowned suddenly, and was about to blurt out: "Is it a small matter that I almost lost my life?"

Thinking that Wu Rong had to maintain his dignity and couldn't let others panic no matter how serious the situation was, he swallowed the words that were already welling up in his chest.

These words can be said privately. There is no need to scold in front of the disciples and followers, which would only make Wu Rong lose face.

Although Yu Shen did not hear Tu Shanjun's true thoughts, he did not dare to take it as a trivial matter.

Especially the bull-headed monk was still lingering with the inspiration of the Great Dao.

"My master and I went to check the net and happened to run into him lying in ambush there. Fortunately, he is not seriously injured." Wu Rong waved his hand.

If it was indeed dangerous just now, then now that I have taken the elixir and sorted out my internal breath, I have calmed down.

The saint's injuries are difficult to recover from and are mostly limited to self-adjustment. With the help of a Taoist master of life and death like Tushan Jun, he can still be saved as long as he is not completely annihilated in the first place.

Yu Shen bowed and said, "My lord, the white dragon fish is in trouble."

"I see."

Wu Rong nodded.

It wasn't that he was disguising himself as a commoner, but he didn't expect the other party to act so decisively.

It was his own error in judgement.

In the past, they were in the dark, so they could naturally wait for the opportunity to see the situation clearly. Now that they are in the light, many things are not convenient and they will become targets of others.

Secondly, after one's cultivation level has improved, one will think that the other party will definitely be wary of him or her.

In fact, all the cultivators have worked hard to reach high positions and have experienced countless killings. How could they be cautious just because of the other party's cultivation level?

Even if there are concerns, they will only be formed after fighting each other.

Fortunately, Master is by my side.

When he looked over, he saw that his master Tu Shanjun had a gloomy look.

Tu Shanjun was of course gloomy.

In other words, he has developed good habits. Even though he likes quietness, his true form will definitely appear in that situation.

These are the lessons learned in the past. If it weren't for these "lessons", he might have been one step late if his body was in the banner. Otherwise, why would he always want to kill this guy.

Even if we offend the God of Wilderness, what does it matter? We will fight back against the enemy and block the water with earth.

What's more, what made Tushan Jun most angry was that the other party was very likely a pawn and a test.

Since he took over the River Map, he immediately understood that this was an unparalleled strategic treasure. Anyone who wanted to go further would need a network to achieve control over the world.

He didn't quite understand what Qingdi meant, but in Tushan Jun's opinion, Qingdi supported him.

Maybe the Green Emperor is tired.

The cycle of strong luck will always be tiring.

Or he has some plan on him.

It may be that the cloudy sky and reincarnation restricted Qingdi, making him want to break free.

But no matter what Qingdi's purpose or plan was, at least Qingdi wanted him to master the way of life and death, take over the reincarnation of the world, move from the fourth step to the fifth step, and become a great master. This was an opportunity.

Tu Shanjun had no choice.

But because of this, the Green Emperor would not let him die so easily.

There must be "limitations" when a person with great supernatural powers takes action. He doesn't know what these limitations are, but he is still in Yuntian, the territory of the Green Emperor.

If other powerful masters want to kill him, they have to ask the Green Emperor and the Ancestor for their opinions.

He carries a lot.

Like rowing against the current, you cannot retreat even a single step.

He glanced sideways at the shackles in his hands.

……

"Is he still alive?" Yu Shen felt relieved.

As long as Wu Rong is fine, otherwise this demonic land will have to change its owner.

He didn't know how to carry out the great cause in his heart.

As he spoke, he looked at the shackles in Tushan Jun's hands. The chains seemed to be forged of order, with patterns engraved with the inspiration of the great Dao, emitting a terrifying aura, as if just one glance at it could make the soul in the body weigh three points heavier.

Even he looked like this, not to mention the Minotaur monk was locked up.

Soul-catching lock.

Soul-destroying shackles.

"Alive."

Tu Shanjun moved slightly.

A slight collision.

The sound is ringing.

Niu Hong, who had come back to his senses, looked around with a much calmer look.

There was no begging for mercy and no regrets, only the regret of accepting defeat and being inferior to others in skills.

He also thought about it carefully. After integrating so much information, their own intelligence system also had an assessment of Tu Shanjun, but he still became a prisoner. Isn't it just because of his own lack of strength?

What is there to complain about? If you want to blame someone, you should blame yourself.

Moreover, after thinking about it for such a period of time, he felt more and more that there was a problem.

"Master, lock him in the soul flag. It won't look good if it's so conspicuous." Wu Rong also saw Niu Hong who had woken up.

Keep bringing it up like this, it's really deceptive to be in contact with him.

You Niu Hong is a cultivator of Taiji Heaven. What they did would bring shame to Taiji Heaven and would easily be considered a humiliation.

Tu Shanjun said, "Lock him in, and he will be gone forever."

"Isn't Wu'an Guixu a place to store souls?"

"It's true that Wu'an Guixu is a place of life, but his cultivation is too weak. Once he is trapped in it, I can't save him." Tu Shanjun shook his head.

Wu'an Guixu can seal off the enemy, but that requires equal strength, otherwise it will be absorbed by the Soul Banner if you are not careful. Otherwise, why is Tushanjun unwilling to let living creatures take root there when there is such a living place?

Once you die there, you will never be able to leave the Soul Banner.

"We can't build a big prison either."

"Even a Saint King can't keep an eye on him."

Tu Shanjun looked at You Niu Hong and said, "The shackles can be locked. If the cultivator holding the shackles is too weak, he will be able to break free."

"It will definitely cause great damage to Luodu Mountain by then."

"I'd kill him."

……

"Can't kill!"

"Can't kill!"

Wu Rong and Yu Shen said in unison.

Tu Shanjun shrugged helplessly. The two men were of the same mind and had the same idea. Even if he wanted to kill him, he had to listen to him.

There are advantages to killing, and there are advantages to not killing.

Yu Shen glanced at Wu Rong, then he bowed and said, "Master, please listen to me."

"..."

"You guys discuss it."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly. Wu Rong had already told him these words. Not killing him would indeed be better for Luo Dushan. So he gave up his murderous intention and no longer wanted to take away Niu Hong's soul.

Relatively speaking, Ichika Michi-kun does not quench thirst.

"I'll have to trouble you to stay with me for a while."

"That's good, that's good..." Niu Hong was frightened when he heard the words about entering the banner.

He is not afraid of death now, but is afraid of being taken into the Zunhun Banner.

With the suppression of this main soul of the weapon, the spirit inside will never be able to turn over.

Therefore, it is actually a good thing to have the soul sealed in shackles.

Wu Rong bowed and said, "Master, please stay in the Palace of Life to accompany me."

"I'll go see Luodu."

"Go." Tu Shanjun waved his hand.

It's just that they think that he is bringing Niu Hong along and bringing shame to Taijitian.

Wait for the two of them to leave.

Tu Shanjun released the soul-catching lock in his hand.

clack.

The chain fell to the ground.

Niu Hong stared blankly at the other end of the chain, and suddenly a chill ran down his spine: "You're not trying to fake my resistance..."

"Don't be afraid."

"Even if I untie your shackles, you can't run away."

"Now it's just you and me."

"Let's talk."

"Who ordered you?"

Tu Shanjun leaned back in his seat and glanced at him coldly: "In other words, why did you come here, and how did you decide to take action? Whose information did you use?"

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better tell me everything without missing a single thing."

　late.

　　(End of this chapter)