I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 241 River Stream
In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest.

At the beginning, I could still feel the passage of time, but after a year, I no longer felt that way.

About a year.

It's been like over a year again.

He has already forgotten the time.

I just remembered that when the scarlet panel was opened for the last time, the position of the banner master was vacant again.

Presumably Ding Xie should have returned to Wanfazong and completed the physical solution.

Otherwise, the banner master column will not be empty.

Being inside the magic weapon and being sealed in a jade box, even if you want to look outside, you can't do it.

Simply don't look at it, don't listen to it.

Tu Shanjun felt that he should get used to this kind of life.

Now that you have set foot on the fairy road, you should be alone with loneliness.

Thousands of great powers belong to themselves, just to become immortals.

Standing in front of the Taoist steps on the low mountain in Bannei.

dusk.

The forest is gradually dyed.

The maple leaves are rustling all over the mountain.

As the breeze blew, Tu Shanjun, who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, stretched his waist.

Yawning, he threw his tall body onto the recliner in a relaxed manner.

Throw the bamboo slips casually to the chessboard table.

It disrupted the endgame of the game that was originally arranged.

The black and white pieces were scattered all over the place and rolled down the steps.

The magic weapon is promoted to the middle stage, and there are hundreds of thousands of spirits.

As a result, the foggy world inside the magic weapon has also become ten times wider, and it is not as crowded as before.

The small town at the foot of the mountain has also been put into operation.

When he is tired, Mr. Tu Shan will go to the small town for a walk.

Xiaotiandi rotates according to Tu Shanjun's will, which inevitably appears monotonous.

He could only try not to interfere.

Perhaps it was because the journey was too long, and Tu Shanjun had already flipped through the books in his hands several times.

As a Jindan cultivator, his photographic memory is just a side effect of improving his cultivation base.

There are no new classic spells, even if you do research, you can only make small changes in the original spells, and you can't learn from other methods to make major changes.

Such retreats can be tedious, even repulsive.

Tu Shanjun pays himself to be a person who can practice penance, but such a day is really not considered penance, and he doesn't know when it will be the end.

"How far is Yangcheng from Netherland?"

"The large spirit boat has been more than two years old, and I still have to wait half a year for the ancient fairy building to help deliver it to Yinfeng Valley."

It is estimated that the days to come will be the same as now, counting the days on my fingers.

"Bitter too!"

Even Tu Shanjun couldn't help sighing.

Counting the days, I have saved fourteen copies of Yingyue Golden Elixir.

Tu Shanjun once took out a portion of the golden elixir and used it for Yinshen, and the effect was quite good, comparable to the cost of a normal golden elixir practice pill.

To have such an effect, Tu Shanjun is already very satisfied.

After all, there was no such means of promoting Yinshen in Bannei before.

However, if it is used for a Yin God with a low cultivation base, it will explode, and in the end, not to mention the waste of the pill, it also needs to consume the Yin Soul to recondense the Yin Ghost in the banner.

"It seems that it needs to be diluted."

Just as the Yinhun Pill is divided into different grades, the Yingyue Pill must be divided into different grades.

Feed it in all at once, the general ghost is not as powerful as the huge medicine.

To dilute the elixir requires natural materials and earth treasures.

It can't be diluted by adding a puddle of clear water, and the medicinal properties of the golden elixir liquid will probably be destroyed by [-] to [-]%.

It's really a bull chewing peonies, reckless.

……

"Ahead is the Valley of Dark Wind?"

"The map shows that it is right, and looking at this appearance, I am afraid there is no other place."

The two people on the spirit boat were chatting normally.

"Hey, as expected of the Valley of the Shadow Wind."

As the man said, the Yinfeng Valley sank into the cliffs, and the gray mist shrouded the short mountains on both sides, even spreading to the middle of the mountain.

The sunlight can only pass over the cliff, but it cannot penetrate the gray fog in front of it and shine into the Valley of the Wind.

"Now that we have arrived at the place, let's put down the things that the employer needs to escort."

"Just throw it into the Valley of Dark Wind?"

"Yes."

The escort of the ancient fairy building on Lingzhou took out the jade box entrusted by Ding Xie.

The mana was running, and he plunged into the thick mist.

As if a meteor had smashed the sea of ​​clouds, it burst into bloom in mid-air.

The seal on the jade box burned out quickly, and then the last stored mana poured into the jade box soul streamer.

Inch Xu soul banners turned into Zhang Xu in the wind.

The main pole with dark gold pattern on the black background pierced the vast gray fog around it, and countless evil ghosts crowded the open black background and gold-rimmed banner.

"How can there be such a big movement?"

"Don't worry too much, Xianlou doesn't ask where it came from when it comes to work. Let's go, the Great Spirit Boat won't wait for us."

"Extremely."

The little spirit boat in the sky flickered slightly before disappearing at the end of the sea of ​​clouds.

This was beyond Tu Shanjun's expectation.

Gu Xianlou's work was indeed very reliable. Not only did he not come to find out why there was such a big movement, but he never opened the employer's package midway.

Send things over according to established procedures.

Tu Shanjun thought it would take a lot of effort, or he didn't follow the original plan, and was taken apart halfway to take out the soul flag.

I don't know whether I should be thankful that things were done cleanly, or regret that I didn't follow the second plan.

……

The terrain of Yinfeng Valley is not considered dangerous, but it does not see sunlight all year round.

However, the towering ancient trees are still growing vigorously, breaking through the dense fog on the cliff.

The streams at the bottom of the valley converged into a river about two feet wide.

There were sounds of apes on both sides of the bank, and uncivilized spirits can be seen everywhere running in the jungle, walking vigilantly to the small river to drink water.

The soul banner fell from the sky, and although the movement caused was not small, it had subsided after sinking into the cliff.

You can only see the release of the coercion carried by the magic weapon itself, and there is no other influence other than that.

The ghosts who have not developed their spiritual intelligence mostly take a detour to the soul banner.

They can feel something wrong with the breath.

Just like different spirits have their own territory, after the soul banner fell, they also have their own territory.

Looking around, the surrounding vegetation was wiped clean by the falling soul banners.

The frightened wild beasts of the mountain and forest fled long ago.

Apart from the faint evil spirit lingering, there is no other movement in the soul banner.

The mottled evil spirit here is really full, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not bad, maybe there will be a spiritual vein in the ground.

……

"Nuoda's mountain stream, isn't there even a wise monster?"

Tu Shanjun felt that he had stayed in the soul banner for too long, so his anger rose.

After reciting the mantra of purifying the heart twice, it slowed down a bit.

Even if you don't meet spirit monsters who have activated their intelligence, the abnormal state shown by the soul banner will not stay for too long.

Just now he also saw the footprints of people coming and going on both sides of the river. No one came in a short time, and there will definitely be people visiting after a long time.

sunset.

Darkness covers the eyes.

The moonlight in the sky turned into a beam of silver gauze and illuminated the skeleton on the main pole of the soul flag, and the dark golden luster reflected the light under the moonlight.

"Gudu."

Crash.

The river under the moonlight shimmered and splashed, and then a wet figure crawled out of the river.

Robes dragged on the floor, felted hair against his scalp.

Along the tip of the hair, it fell into the water tick-tock.

There was no trace of blood in the pale hands.

Under the moonlight, the figure tiptoed towards the direction of the soul banner.

It got closer, but there was no sign of the figure.

It wasn't until the figure walked up to the soul banner that he saw the hideous pupils on the ghost's face.

The blue-black blood was surging, and the pale face was close.

After staring for a long time, he reached out and held the soul banner.

It's just that before he pulled the soul banner from the ground, it seemed to be sucked in, and it turned into a wisp of smoke and flew into the black-bottomed banner.

It became a wandering soul in the soul streamer.

"Drowned ghost?"

Tu Shanjun didn't think there was anything scary about it.

Most of the dead ghosts retain their dead appearance, like a hanged ghost sticking out its tongue, a drowned ghost with a hideous face, and a pale and swollen body...

If ghosts are scary, then Mr. Tushan should be regarded as a first-class ghost king.

It's just a pity that the ghost in the water is so weak that it can't even lift the soul banner.

Instead, it was directly absorbed by the soul banner and became a slave soul.

"I just entered the rank and I can't even call it a level of Qi training." Tu Shanjun shook his head regretfully.

I thought I would be able to take shelter, but I didn't expect that this lonely ghost couldn't even raise the banner of the soul, so I had to wait.

……

At the foot of the cliff, there is a family attached to it.

In the quiet night, only the sound of insects and dogs barking, and the figures under the candlelight talking small things.

Beside the kang, the young man who was trimming the arrow with a razor put down his work and picked the wick of the bean-sized oil lamp to make it brighter.

Then Shi Ran said: "Father, at noon, there was a sound from the cliff, like an earth dragon turning over."

"I clearly saw something falling from the sky, and it must have fallen to the bottom of the valley."

"Not to mention fairy treasures, even meteorites from the sky can be exchanged for gold and silver in Huaifeng City."

blah blah blah.

The strong old man sitting cross-legged on the kang was smoking a dry tobacco, pressing the shredded tobacco in with his thumb.

Ignite with burning wood.

"hiss!"

The black tobacco shreds were ignited, and the burning stars spread.

The choking smell of tobacco filled the air.

In the mist, I saw the strong old man sweeping away the smoke and dust in front of his eyes.

Showing a pair of cloudy eyes.

A flash of light flashed, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Okay, you are old enough to ask for a wife. If you really have a treasure, just take it and exchange it for a wife."

"However, Yinfeng Valley is the territory of the river owner..."

"The one who stays at night and stays at night, we will wait for the sun to come out tomorrow before going into the mountain. Even if we really meet him, we won't be afraid of him."

"Alright."

The strong old man tapped the long tobacco rod in his hand, knocking the burnt shredded tobacco against the corner of the wall.

……

The moon and stars are sparse, but the Yinfeng Valley with towering ancient trees is very quiet.

No, it's not that the Valley of the Wind is silent, but that the river seems to be no longer flowing.

Tu Tiger's eyes pried open a gap in the Soul Banner, and then closed again.

There is something in the river about six or seven meters wide that is peeping at the soul streamer, and its eyes can be seen clearly through the water curtain.

However, Tu Shanjun was trapped, so he had no choice but to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit.

I just hope that the things in the river can take action after they realize that there is no danger.

until midnight.

Maybe it was determined that there would be no danger, or because it was attracted by the beam of light and moonlight, the things in the river finally moved.

wow.

The stream is rushing.

It caused the shore to rise by three or four inches, and spread to the position of the soul flag.

Until the rippled water light touches the soul banner.

A cyan hand grasped the vertical soul flag.

The palm had sharp nails, and there were a few blue-black scales on the back of the hand.

[Do you want to bind the new banner master? 】

Tu Shanjun in the banner suddenly opened his eyes.

Shen Sheng said: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)