I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 151
Walk out of the main hall, pass through the middle hall, and walk to the front of the Chaoyi Hall.

Wen Yue looked around, in front of him were long, endless steps, a total of three steps, guarding the main hall in front of him.

Looking up, the sky was gloomy, and snowflakes were already falling.

"Sir..." Wen Yue called out in a low voice.

When he felt Emperor Liang's pulse just now, he clearly sensed a subtle but familiar aura.

The cultivator with the evil spirit must not be aware of it, because the evil spirit is in the same line as him.

From Soul Banner.

Mr. is a dignified monk in the foundation building period, in order to help him solve the last worry, he actually wants to assassinate a mortal.

Wen Yue suddenly felt his nose sore.

He has been worthy of anyone in his life, except Mr.

Tu Shanjun in the banner was silent.

Even if Emperor Liang was a mortal, there had been conflicts before, so it was difficult for Wen Yue's mortal family not to attack Wen Yue's family after his death.

Maybe not in a few years, but don't be afraid of [-], just in case.

So Tu Shanjun thought of a compromise method, so that Emperor Liang died of illness first.

With his strength, even the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage would not be able to detect this conspiracy.

"Snowing."

The snowflakes fell heavily, and the ground was covered with a layer of white in the blink of an eye.

Wen Yue stood in front of the main hall, looking into the distance.

Suddenly there was a throbbing in my heart.

It was an unexplainable feeling, as if he could observe himself standing in front of the hall in all directions.

This feeling is very wonderful, the spiritual light around the body turns into starlight and surrounds the body.

The mana of the body surges under the operation of the kung fu.

He clearly saw that he was standing still, but he felt that he could walk.

As soon as the mind moved, it turned from the front to the back.

The surrounding world seems to have shrunk, and my body appears even smaller in such a world.

"This is me, out of my body?"

Wen Yue didn't quite understand it, it seemed to be very different from being out of the body now, as if he was re-acquainting himself.

His body still didn't stop.

Then he walked down the steps.

step.

two steps.

The air around him rose rapidly.

Before the snowflakes fell, they were evaporated by the breath on the surface of the body.

Mana formed a mask to protect Wen Yue's side.

Three steps.

No footprints were left on the steps, Wen Yue's body was completely isolated from the sky and the earth by the mana, and he didn't touch the snow on the steps at all.

"The inspiration is at this moment!"

Tu Shanjun inside the banner had a dignified expression.

There is a problem with the origin, and now the foundation will surely die.

But looking at the scene just now, it is obvious that Wen Yue's opportunity to build a foundation has arrived.

Is it necessary to restrain Wen Yue from building a foundation?
Should he fight to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, or die a few months later?

Tu Shanjun remained silent.

Wen Yue has already made his own choice.

The whole body is inexplicably integrated into the body.

Under the urging of Wen Yue, the mana of the mist in the body began to liquefy, and the mana in the steaming Dantian Qihai was squeezed and condensed into a viscous liquid.

This is a long process.

Just like Wen Yue's path.

At first he could take a step or two, but now he has not moved for a quarter of an hour.

The mana mask formed around him protected him.

Ordinary people in the palace are not allowed to advance an inch.

Ordinary people feel their eyes hurt when they watch from a distance.

The old eunuch of the Sutra Pavilion looked at Wen Yue from a distance, his eyes were full of envy, surprise, and reverence.

He could tell that the scene in front of him was not an epiphany at all, but a monk who practiced qi and was trying to build a foundation.

"What happened?"

Gao Quan, who rushed to the main hall, looked shocked. Although the soldiers guarding the court surrounded him, they couldn't get close to Wen Yue who was building the foundation.

"do not go."

The old eunuch stopped Gao Quan, shook his head and said, "Don't disturb him."

"Wen Hou, this is it?"

"He's about to take that step." The old eunuch sighed.

Gao Quan didn't know which step Wen Yue was going to take, but it was enough to know that the opponent was an immortal teacher, so he hurriedly dispersed the gathered soldiers: "Don't get close to Marquis Wen."

"Little Photon, go and inform Marquis Wen's family."

"Okay Grandpa."

"Also, notify the immortal master in the enshrinement building."

After ordering one after another, the original panic disappeared immediately, and everyone no longer paid attention to Wen Yue who was building the foundation.

They are ordinary people, and they can't see any difference at all, they just feel strange that they are blocked by an unknown wall.

In the blink of an eye, the mana of Wen Yue's body had been liquefied.

The surging spiritual energy condensed into a whirlpool.

Even the heavy snow in the sky was involved.

A vortex of wind and snow visible to the naked eye appeared in front of the steps of the main hall, which was quite spectacular.

Due to the lack of origin, his mana pool is not large.

This is also enough to support him to condense the three souls and seven souls into a Yin god.

The three souls and seven souls in the sea of ​​consciousness are thrown into the liquefied magic power sea. The three souls and seven souls seem to be one, but in essence, ten overlapping and converging souls are formed.

Ordinary people will also lose their souls due to their unstable souls, and Qi practitioners are no exception, but because of the blockade of mana, they do not have a particularly powerful force, and they will not shake the souls in the sea of ​​consciousness out of their bodies.

At the step of building the foundation, the three souls and seven souls merged into one, and the condensed Yin God initially possessed the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

The Yin God can use spiritual objects to achieve faster flight, even a monk who is a few floors higher can't catch up with the speed of the Yin God.

If there is a problem with the body, you can also use the Yin God to seize the house, and the Yin God has a higher success rate in seizing the house.

There are many spiritual things recorded in the classics, and even living things, such as strange spirits and ghosts, as long as they can match the Yin God, they can be used as spiritual things.

Using living spirits, you can gain more powerful power.

Tu Shanjun doesn't have much research on Yinshen, because he doesn't have this kind of problem at all.

He is the main soul of the soul banner. After the foundation was established, the main soul directly transformed into a physical body, which is not much different from the original use of evil spirits to condense the physical body.

The only difference is that now his body is stronger and stronger, and his physical body is stronger than that of a normal foundation cultivator.

While Tu Shanjun was thinking, Wen Yue had already reached the eleventh step.

The blizzard got bigger.

Goose feather-like snow covered the entire Liangdu.

The monks from the enshrinement building have arrived.

Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing ordered people not to move forward, and now Wen Yue has reached the critical moment of breakthrough.

Not only the monks from the Shrine Building, but even the three from the Five Spirits Sect came to the imperial city.

They originally planned to bring the selected disciples back to the mountain this month, but they didn't expect to come here when they suddenly heard that someone was going to build a foundation today.

"How's it going?"

"I don't see it clearly, but I still believe in Fellow Daoist Wen."

Xu Qing shook her head, even with her cultivation, she couldn't see the specific situation clearly.She is two steps away from the Great Perfection, let alone a great monk who established the foundation.

Wen Yue raised his legs and walked towards the No.12 step.

boom!
Huge spiritual energy poured into the body and quickly evolved into mana.

The meridians are burning, and the fleshy body is creaking.

The pain made Wen Yue's face grim, he never thought that Zhu Ji would suffer this kind of torture.

Compressing the three souls and seven souls is very difficult, and it is even more tormenting to enhance the physical body.

One is spiritual and the other is physical.

This is the dual cultivation of "life and life".

Comparing the soul to a human being, the physical body is a boat crossing the sea of ​​suffering.

If you want to build a great road, you can't go wrong at the initial stage, and two legs are indispensable.

This is why the big head must cast a physical body when he is pursuing foundation establishment.

"what!"

A shrill roar sounded.

Wen Yue's three souls and seven souls were completely fused into one.

Forge Yin God.

Yinshen opened his eyes and flew back to the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is it so difficult to build a foundation?"

The monks looked at each other in blank dismay, they had never been in close contact with such a scene.

Even the sect's seniors who want to establish a foundation will retreat to death, and will not give them a chance to observe.

It is even more impossible for monks to see such a scene in the enshrinement building.

Because many people died, only Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing were left to take the lead, but now it looks like a miniature sect.

It is estimated that it has been developed for hundreds of years, and if there is a foundation-building monk, it can also develop slowly.

"Failed."

Wen Yue opened his eyes, his body couldn't support him to become a foundation cultivator at all.

The lack of origin is too serious, even if he is lucky enough to cross the sky and become a foundation-building cultivator, his sea of ​​energy cannot catch up with a normal cultivator.

He can only become the lowest foundation-building cultivator, not to mention, he can't even pass the test of refining the body.

In less than two quarters of an hour, he would be dead.

"Foundation cultivator for a quarter of an hour."

Wen Yue couldn't help laughing, took out the blood spirit orb from the Nawu Talisman, merged it into Yinshen, and brought up the Anaconda Dragon Sword.

"Sir, I have to go to Nanyue Mountain."

The voice fell, and the light soared into the sky.

He flew in the direction of Nanyue Mountain.

In the snowstorm, a young man with a sword in a red and black robe appeared outside the imperial city.

He watched that the Yin God Wen Yuefei escaped did not chase after him, but came to the empty square covered with wind and snow in front of the main hall.

Along the way, without leaving a footprint.

Tu Shanjun inside the banner was about to manifest his body to block it, but Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing on the side of the high platform had already shouted, "Don't get close to Fellow Daoist Wen.".

The young man took out a token, looked at Zhang Zhichen, Xu Qing, and Chen Dong, "I am a disciple of Wanfa Sect, Ding Xie."

"Wanfa sect?"

Everyone looked dazed, and they didn't know what Wanfazong was.

In the past in the small wasteland, as long as Ding Xie showed his name, it would be frightening, but it was useless in a small place.

Ding Xie can only show his own cultivation.

The coercion in the middle stage of foundation establishment formed ripples and swept across.

"Disciples of the Five Spirits Sect, Chen Dong, Liu Chuang, and Wang Cheng, have met the seniors of the Shangzong."

The three of Chen Dong hurriedly bowed their heads to say hello.

Just because they haven't heard of Wanfazong doesn't mean they don't recognize Foundation Establishment monks.

And the monks who established the foundation are all disciples, how huge is that sect?
It should be noted that their heads are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Cultivators Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing have met the seniors of the Shangzong."

Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing hurriedly bowed their hands in salute.

Ding Xie waved his hand, expressing that he didn't care.

Although his complexion did not change, there was a lot of helplessness in his heart.

In such a small place where the birds don't shit, the name of the sect is not as good as one's own cultivation.

They have never heard of Wanfazong, let alone have any fear of Wanfazong.

Seeing that this young man had the strength in the middle stage of foundation establishment, Tu Shanjun did not act rashly.

Wen Yue went to deal with the Gorefiend in Nanyue Mountain. If he used his mana at this time, his current body would not be able to withstand it.

"I don't know what's going on with the high school?" Xu Qing asked boldly.

Ding Xie looked at Wen Yue's body and said, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it when the Lord comes back."

(End of this chapter)