I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 197
Ding Xie shook his head, no matter what, Tu Shanjun saved his life.

He shouldn't be feeling that way after he's gone.

Sometimes thinking about it, with such a strong backing, he can relax a lot.

There is no need to make alchemy, refine weapons, or learn formations by yourself.

No matter what happens, Tu Shanjun is always prepared.

Moreover, after getting along for so long, Ding Xie can also see that Tu Shanjun is a good person, but sometimes he doesn't say anything.

I almost spoiled my mood because of the heavy treasure just now.

The loss of mood will be very intuitively reflected in one's own cultivation base and subsequent realm. Many monks cannot continue to break through because of flaws in their mood, and can only stand still and waste their lives.

After sorting out the things that Tu Shanjun stuffed into his arms, the most important thing that complements the origin and the six-turn Huichun Dan is not lost.

Followed by overlapping nawu talismans.

The largest Nawu Talisman stores Yinhun Pills, and at a glance, there are at least a thousand Yinhun Pills in front of him.

All that remains are vast bookshelves and written dossiers.

Alchemy should be kept in mind, herbal medicine should be carefully researched, and the coordination of medicinal properties and pharmacology of elixir.

Corrections and adaptations of refining utensils.

The difference between refining fire and pill fire.

Outline of formation...

It is about the improvement of the technique, the communication and integration of the two techniques, and the development and application of the technique.

The space in the Nawu Talisman is like a huge Buddhist scripture pavilion, and all the files are handwritten by Tu Shanjun himself.

Take out a book that has research in different directions.

"Is this why Brother Tu Shan is so versatile?" Ding Xie marveled. He used to envy Tu Shanjun's talent, but after seeing such a huge collection of books, he felt that Tu Shanjun should be that strong.

If it wasn't because he was trained by the devil to become the main soul of the soul banner, he would definitely be a great power in the practice world in the future.

But there is no such thing as a diary here, more like a research dossier.

[On the coordination of the magic weapon, the soul banner and the main soul. 】

[How to peel off the main soul and make it free from the soul banner. 】

【…】

Ding Xie was startled. He didn't expect that Mr. Tu Shan has been looking for a magic formula to strip himself out of the magic weapon, and has studied the soul banner in depth.

It's just that a lot of information has been altered in large sections, and some key words have also been covered up by Tu Shanjun.

So a lot of things seem disconnected.

Moreover, Ding Xie also saw many words that he didn't understand, such as 'golden finger', 'system', and 'panel', among which the panel appeared most frequently.

Ding Xie felt that the magic weapon was controlled by Tu Shanjun, who had a high level of intellect. He didn't expect to find out after understanding that Tu Shanjun was also very impatient with using the magic weapon.

He unconsciously had a thought: "Tu Shanjun, is he really dead?"

All the thoughts just now were based on the conclusion that Mr. Tu Shan died.

Now that I read these notes, the main soul is so similar to the legendary weapon spirit. The weapon spirit will be broken, so what about the main soul of the soul flag?

Pulling away the soul flag, Ding Xie saw four words written in blood-colored mist on the soul flag: "Gather evil spirit."

Sure enough, as Ding Xie thought, Tu Shanjun had already left behind.

The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the soul banner, and the inner space came into view. He searched for several times but could not find Tu Shanjun's figure in the soul banner.

"Did he really die?" Ding Xie showed doubts on his face. Logically speaking, it wouldn't be like this. At least there should be something like Tu Shanjun's yin god or true spirit in the soul flag. Even if it is weak, he should feel it. The breath is right.

But Ding Xie searched several times, but couldn't find these.

"Why gather evil spirit?" He frowned, not understanding why Tu Shanjun left such a message.

But since Tu Shanjun said to condense the evil spirit, Ding Xie also wanted to see the situation after the evil spirit was condensed.

Immediately began to arrange the formation of gathering evil spirits.

After setting up the rough formation, Ding Xie threw the soul banner into the center of the formation.

The surrounding evil spirit quickly gathered.

Tu Shanjun didn't know Ding Xie's complicated thoughts.

After he blew himself up, he needed evil spirits and ghosts to re-condense his body. Now he has even stagnated in thinking.

It's not just thinking, he doesn't have a body based on the world at all.

Even he himself doesn't know the secret of the soul-respecting banner, so how could Ding Xie deduce the function of the soul-respecting banner through his research files.

This wait is several hours.

The sky in Dongyuan was already sleepy and gray, so it was difficult to distinguish day from night.

After fleeing desperately for so long, Ding Xie felt physically and mentally exhausted, and it was hard for him to restore his state to perfection.

He didn't forget the agreement with Mo Shisan either.

Take out the sound transmission talisman of thousands of miles, and use magic to ignite the sound transmission talisman.

In the distant sky, Mo Shisan sensed the heat of the sound transmission talisman in the talisman bag, reached out and took out the sound transmission talisman of thousands of miles, and used mana to form a spell, and the sound transmission talisman immediately burned.

"Mo Thirteen?"

"it's me."

Mo Shisan was familiar with this voice.

He distributed the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman to many people, and now it is a little unclear who is on the other end.

"Let me make a long story short, I've already found out about the demon cultivator in the Mo Palace, and the mastermind behind it is a seriously injured Golden Core cultivator."

"That person is in the depths of the Rakshasa Abyss, and he is using the demon cultivator to build a blood pool, shaped like a skeleton, to guard the demon cultivator's corpse."

"Last time I met a bear demon at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and found their lair by following the clues."

"There are many forces involved in cooperating with it. The Rakshaxu Clan, the Blood Demon Sect, and the faceless ghosts of the Holy Spirit Sect. If you can contact Wanfazong, please pass the news to Wanfazong as soon as possible. Their people It was counted."

"They want to use the hands of Wanfazong to open something underground."

Mo Shisan inquired about the landmark in detail, but Ding Xie couldn't tell why, he only knew it was a cave deep in the Rakshayuan.

It was the cave that Tu Shanjun took him into last time, and there were no landmark buildings around, and the cave was within the wall, so it was impossible to tell the specific location.

As for the other people, Ding Xie would at most relay their conversation to Mo Shisan.

He can't get in touch with any doorway in it.

Mo Shisan had already recognized this voice, it was the strange pair he met.

The secretive Foundation Establishment cultivator and the ghost cultivator in black robes.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman was almost exhausted.

What Ding Xie said was very general, but the key points and dangers have been pointed out.

Not to mention those other people, just an injured Jindan Daoist is a huge crisis for them.

Even a ghost cultivator like Tu Shanjun, who is at the peak of foundation building and fully exerting his strength, can only use the opponent's injuries to fight back, let alone other foundation building monks.

"Young master, can you arrange to meet that person?" The white-faced demon cultivator reminded Mo Shisan by using the technique of sound transmission.

"Brother Zheng, can we meet and talk?"

There was a moment of silence from the sound transmission talisman: "I have given you the information, believe it or not."

Mo Shisan tightly clenched the ashes of the sound transmission talisman in his hand, his eyes were deep: "It's troublesome."

If he was surprised, he was also taken aback. He didn't expect that the disappearance of Yaoxiu would be so involved.

However, this was also within his expectation, without the help of Jin Dan, there would not be so many foundation-establishing demon cultivators missing.

He only needs a few days away from Luochayuan, but it takes half a month to return to the Dongyuan residence of Wanfazong.

"Should we return to the Dongyuan resident of Wanfazong, or should we gather people to kill the seriously injured Jindan?"

Mo Shisan pondered, took out a stack of sound-transmitting talismans from the talisman bag, and used magic to burn them all: "Everyone move closer to me, I'm in the east abyss and the west pole."

One of the twelve Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators disappeared, and there were eleven left, who were divided into five groups by him and dispersed.

Now that the mastermind behind the scenes has been found, it's time to call back all the demon cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

These are the backbone of the Mo Palace, it is best not to lose if they can not lose.

Taking out a small ink-colored order, Mo Shisan's eyes were full of pain.

This is a one-time treasure that can be connected to Mo Gong no matter how far away it is, that is, the distance is too far, otherwise he would never use this thing.

The white-faced demon cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment beside him stopped Mo Shisan: "Young master, are you sure his information is correct?"

"If they meet Jindan Daoist, how can they escape from Jindan Daoist's hands?"

"Young master, others don't know the strength of Daoist Jindan, you should know." The white-faced demon cultivator persuaded again.

This matter still needs to be verified and cautious.

Once a decision is made, the loss of power is small. If there is a stalemate with Wan Fazong, or even they become knives in the hands of others without knowing it, it will not be good for Mo Gong.

"Young master, please think twice and be careful."

"We can send people to Luochayuan to find out, and then let people inform the Wanfazong in Dongyuan."

"Withdraw all Mogong demon cultivators staying in Dongyuan, and then wait for Wanfazong's ruling."

The way of the white-faced demon cultivator does not make mistakes, nor does it offend anyone.

Dongyuan is the territory of Wanfazong. These matters are handed over to Wanfazong. They only need to know the result, and they don't need to use too much power.

Everything has to be looked at from two sides, maybe this is another game, and the other party wants to involve their Mo Gong in the game.

Listening to the young master's words is just a chance encounter with them.

How can you believe the information they sent, and this information also involves Daoist Jindan.

Even the crippled Jindan Daoist can't be shaken by the peak of Foundation Establishment, he said he escaped, who knows the specific situation?

Mo Shisan put down the Moshi Xiaoling in his hand.

After pondering, he also felt that he was too impulsive just now: "Okay, Uncle Si, call other monks first, and we will make a decision after discussing."

The sound transmission talisman of thousands of miles has been reduced to ashes.

Ding Xie thought about agreeing to Mo Shisan to meet him, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up.

The risk he has to take is too great, and this matter is so complicated, if he dies here, no one will send the pill back to Beiluoshan.

"Sorry, brother Mo, I really can't take such a big risk."

Ding Xie murmured.

He only hoped that Mo Shisan's starting point would be effective, at least he could restrain the crippled Jindan Daoist.

If it doesn't work, you can only crush the token to warn the sect.

It's a pity that the token is not a sound transmission symbol, it can only tell the location but not the information.

He was too far away from the sect, and he couldn't get in touch with his master.

The only chance is to go to Dongyuan's resident to find the Jindan who guards the sect.

Ding Xie's eyes touched the past, and the evil spirit was gathering in the soul streamer.

"It would be great if Brother Tu Shan was here."

(End of this chapter)