I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 288
Grabbing the perverted ghost, one of the five ghosts, Juefa softly said Amitabha, and then the body of the ghost in his hand gradually turned into a gray stone, and a blue-gray irregular fruit appeared in his hand, just like those other people who had been liberated The ghosts are like ghosts.

Juefa looked at the red-haired Taoist beside him, as if waiting for Tu Shanjun to make a decision.

But Tu Shanjun didn't have so many thoughts, he smiled lightly, and stepped on the frame: "Since he wants to invite us, he naturally wants to meet."

The meeting gifts are all accepted, and it is really unreasonable not to see each other.

Always know who the other party is.

The senior had already set an example, and Juefa did not refute. He was always calm, and also set foot on the ladder that had been built.

But Malu couldn't figure it out at all, he didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now.Of course, he didn't come here to make friends so simply, but felt that monks and Taoist priests shouldn't die here, so he came to help.

If there is any purpose or reason, it may be that he has acquainted with Juewu, or maybe he really appreciates what the two of them did.

Unexpectedly, these two people didn't need his help at all.

"That was really Jindan real person just now?" Malu became puzzled, it didn't look like Jindan real person, but rather some powerful attack method, but this terrifying method showed that it looked like Jindan real person.

However, after looking around, Malu shook his head again, that was indeed the coercion of Jindan Daoist, and also the breath of real existence.

If that doesn't count as a real Jindan, all Jindan in this world may be fake.

In a word, I can't figure it out.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to think about it. The monk and the Taoist were going to Daheishan, and he happened to go to Daheishan, on the same road.

But the person who invited them in front of him was a little strange.

Seeing that the monks and Taoists got into the carriage, Ma Lu followed suit.

……

The four by eight carriage is extremely spacious inside.

Not to mention that the vehicle was originally made of high-quality Yinli wood, and the blazing ghost horses were used for the legs. Most people don't have such ostentation, not because they are too ostentatious, but because these eight ghost horses are extremely rare and difficult to get together.

The interior decoration is like a small resting building for dignitaries and dignitaries in ordinary capitals. It is elegant and exquisite, and because of the material, it has a simple and simple atmosphere.

A faint ancient lamp dispels the cold and heat like a spring breeze.

Tu Shanjun looked at the old man in purple official robe.

Pale and meticulously tied, his eyes are piercing, without any shadow or gloom.There is no stumbling and bloatedness that the old man should have, and the spirit is many times stronger than that of the young.

The clothes are more exquisite than those of high officials. They look like official robes, but they are officials from an unknown dynasty.

The officials of Daliang, Mr. Tu Shan, have seen it before, and they don't wear such clothes.

With a smile, the old man put the feather fan in his hand on the table.

"Slut bag."

This is Tu Shanjun's first impression.

No one would wear it like this, and it's only the beginning of spring, so there is no need for a feather fan. This thing is always in hand, probably for the sake of acting.It is not ruled out that it is a handy magic weapon. The magic weapons of monks are all kinds of strange things, and not all monks can forge a flying sword.

But I don't admit it, the breath of the old man in front of me is stable and his cultivation is advanced.

"trouble."

"Amitabha, haven't you asked for the name of the benefactor?" The monk spoke first.

Ma Lu who got on the frame was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Old Nie?"

The old man known as Nie smiled and nodded at Malu, then bowed his hands to the monk and the Taoist priest: "The next Gaoping Mansion Lord, Nie Quanjiu."

After learning the true identity of this person, Jue Fa was even more surprised.

He had heard about the Lord of Gaoping Mansion, but now the timing of their meeting was quite different from what he had imagined, and it was even said to be completely contrary to what he had imagined.

"Little monk Baigu Temple Juefa." Juefa put his hands together and told the origin of his heel.

"The old man has heard of you, Baigu Temple, Master Juefa."

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but glanced at the monk. Hearing what Nie Quanjiu said, he felt that the method was quite famous.

However, Nie Quanjiu's eyes quickly shifted to the red-haired Taoist.

"Tu Shanjun, one is Yehuchan."

Hearing that the red-haired Taoist said that he was Wild Fox Chan, Nie Quanjiu couldn't help laughing, and said immediately: "I can't see the Taoist priest's heels, but there are shadows of several major sects in it, and the Taoist priest is not the so-called Wild Fox Chan. "

"Also, does the Taoist priest know how the people in the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles call you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Red-haired fairy."

"Even the old man's Gaoping mansion has a legend of the red-haired fairy."

Nie Quanjiu made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "Everyone, you don't have to be so reserved, please sit down, please sit down."

Ma Lu looked suddenly enlightened, chuckled and shook his head and said, "No wonder, I said who would take action to capture the five ghosts, but in this Gaoping mansion, who would dare to take the risk, and only you, Mr. Nie, would do so. "

The three were seated.

Tu Shanjun wanted to mobilize Juefa's mana to let the deity see Nie Quanjiu's cultivation.

This avatar is still too weak, it is difficult to judge with the naked eye, even if you use the spiritual officer's eyes, you may not be able to see the other party's details, and using the spirit officer's eyes is very impolite, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

However, mobilizing mana at close range to activate the soul banner might make the old man see the way.

Think about it or let it go, no matter what the opponent's cultivation level is, the soldiers will block the water and cover it with earth.If it is seen that Zun Hun Banner's heel, he will face a lot of unnecessary troubles in the future.

Nie Quanjiu poured a cup of tea for Juefa and said, "This tea is a kind of soul tea from the Nether Cliff. It has the effect of purifying the soul and increasing mana. The most important thing is that it tastes very good. Master must try it."

He also took out a well-sealed wine jar, and placed a jade-carved wine bowl on it: "It is said that long-term wine is good, and this is thousand-year-old ginseng wine."

"Oh, then I have to try it." Tu Shanjun's eyes lit up.

Nie Quanjiu poured a glass for both Tu Shanjun and Ma Lu, and also added another glass for himself.

"The old man respects Master and Daoist, Malu, you don't need the old man's respect, right? We, young and old, are familiar with it." Nie Quanjiu raised his glass as a gesture, and then looked at Malu who was sitting beside him with a smile.

Malu hastily declined, and said with a smile: "If you always respect me, it will really ruin me, Malu."

"Please."

The ginseng wine is protruding enough, like waves surging, layer after layer.

Putting down the tea bowl, Juefa asked, "Why did Benefactor Nie make a move?"

Malu's ability to attack may have something to do with his brother's awakening. After all, they have met before, and Malu's personality is also easy to attack, so it is not surprising that Malu felt fa when he caught up, but Nie Quanjiu was different.

He is the governor of Gaoping Mansion.

Gaoping Mansion is not just a city, but a vast expanse of land with as many creatures as a cow's hair.

Fu Jun moved his whole body with one hair, and then looked at his demeanor and cultivation skills, and he also understood that this is definitely not a monk who uses his will.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the monk is always skeptical.

Nie Quanjiu smiled and took away the feather fan on the table, with a cunning flash in his eyes, but he didn't answer the monk's doubts.

Nie Quanjiu didn't explain, but someone else said, "Because he doesn't want anyone to leak the news."

"Why?"

"If we can't survive the three generals, the five ghosts, and the chasing soldiers, Nie Daoyou will definitely take advantage of the situation."

"However, we not only made it through, but also demonstrated the strength of the Jindan cultivator, so he handed over one of the five ghosts that he had already controlled to us."

"I said, you also want the death of the Great Black Mountain Ghost King?" Tu Shanjun turned the carved jade cup and placed it lightly on the table, with a relaxed expression and a slight sarcasm.

Nie Quanjiu clapped his hands and praised: "The Taoist priest is really extraordinary."

The red-haired Taoist sneered: "It's really because there are too many people who wish the ghost king of Daheishan to die along the way."

Nie Quanjiu gently moved his feather fan, always smiling meaningfully, and said very calmly: "But it's not that the old man wants the death of the Daheishan Ghost King, but that it's time for him to die."

"Why?"

"Because the power he possesses is too weird, and there have been major problems. Since then, there has been no Jindan cultivator in Daheishan for a long time. The old man has not much life left, and he doesn't want to wait any longer."

Tu Shanjun frowned and said, "I heard he can't get out of Daheishan?"

Nie Quanjiu shook his head and said: "No, it's not that he can't go out, but he is unwilling to go out. He will pay a huge price for leaving Daheishan."

"Amitabha, if the mountain does not come to the monk, the monk will walk to the mountain."

"Where is the master from?"

"Slay demons and eliminate demons, use your whole body to cultivate."

"Master and the Daheishan Ghost King had an intersection?"

"Had."

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder..."

Suddenly, Nie Quanjiu said several times, and then stopped talking.

Tu Shanjun watched the two play charades, and then looked at Juefa, trying to find something unnatural on Juefa's face.But I don't know whether Juefa is really open-minded, or whether his face is neither happy nor sad because of the tempering of his state of mind.

All in all, he didn't see anything from the monk's face.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but regret that he said something serious at that time, but now he is indeed a little curious.

Compared with Tu Shanjun's half-knowledge, Malu was completely at a loss, not knowing what they were talking about, and finally could only drink the wine in his glass.

The monk didn't ask any more questions, and didn't speak any more. He took out the carving knife and carved the blue-gray fruit in his hand.

Every time there is an extra white bone Buddha bead, the monk's cultivation will improve by one point.

It wasn't obvious at first, until the number of Buddhist beads in his hands reached more than one hundred, the monk's cultivation was changing and improving every moment.

Even if you take any panacea, it will not have such a powerful effect.

One hundred and six, the peak of foundation establishment.

One hundred and seven, fake pills.

One hundred and eight...

Tu Shanjun felt that the monk only needed one thought to step into that realm.

"The Sutra of the Bone's Original Vow to Cross the Body"

"Is this technique so outrageous?"

"No, there are many powerful exercises in this world, but in the final analysis they are still the people who use the exercises."

Four by eight carriages run like the wind.

It took only two days, and the journey of two thousand miles was over.

The monk opened his eyes and said calmly, "I want to take a bath."

(End of this chapter)