I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 3 Swallowing Sha
The barren land is dilapidated and desolate.

The upside-down white soul-inducing banners have long been decayed and discolored due to a long time, and the few remaining masts are just dead branches and leaves inserted on the grave.

Broken mats, broken coffins.

The corpses dragged out by the hungry wild dogs were piled up in the ditch.

Zhao Shixian looked at the mass grave with joy on his face, and he felt a sinister aura.

There must be hidden ghosts and ghosts born naturally.

Undoubtedly, he could add another living soul in the early stage of Qi training to his respected soul banner.

"If you can catch another ghost, you will be sure to deal with the pursuers." Zhao Shixian murmured softly.

He came here with injuries, so he was naturally hunted down, otherwise, he would not have put all his eggs in one basket and set up a blood sacrifice formation to refine the old and young in the village into blood energy supplements.

Ben also expected to refine a medium-grade magic weapon, but who would have thought that it would be just a low-level magic weapon.

Hiding in the banner of the soul, Tu Tiger's eyes light up slightly.

These words confirmed his guess.

No wonder Zhao Shixian had an ugly face when he came, his clothes were torn and bloodstained, obviously he ended up like this after fighting with others.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, the pursuers probably hadn't been thrown far.

Zhao Shixian deliberated and took out a small piece of magic stone from the worn-out Nawu Talisman.

The magic stone refined by the mana sacrifice is the basis of the formation.

You don't need a lot of formation skills, you just need to follow the picture to find out, and you can arrange a small evil gathering formation.

The Dharma stone is fixed, and Zhao Shixian sacrifices the soul banner.

The soul banner turned into a large banner with a black background and red border, and a red-haired evil spirit with a green face and long fangs was drawn on the banner with its teeth and claws.

Although it looks blurry, it seems to be able to crawl out of the streamer at any time.

Zhao Shixian set the soul banner in the eye of the array.

"Gathering evil spirits and suppressing yin, let's form!"

Zhao Shixian muttered words, which were obscure and difficult to understand. With the seal in his hand, he aroused his own mana, and the mana gathered into silk threads and settled on the magic stone.

The array diagram takes effect.

A wall of air was formed around it, and the array of eyes and soul banners frantically absorbed the free evil spirit like a water pump.

Tu Shanjun felt the influx of evil spirit.

The semi-illusory body was solidified under the tempering of the evil spirit, and the soul banner seemed to be evolving, and the blurred picture on the banner surface became clearer.

The black main rod squeezed out fine black gravel, and even the breath became much stronger.

Zhao Shixian was unexpectedly surprised.

What he arranged was the small magic formation of Jusha, and he used the small formation stones exchanged from the sect, not the formation of sacrificial magic weapon.

There is no way to calcine the magic weapon without the spiritual fire, so why does this change happen to the soul banner.

It's like... advanced.

"Will this kind of change happen to the low-grade Venerable Soul Banner?"

Zhao Shixian walked to Zhang Xuzun's soul banner suspiciously.

Looking at the Zunhun Banner in Zhen's eyes, he stretched out his hand and picked up the black stone that was repelled by the Zunhun Banner.

Cold and harsh, not material but impurities.

Zhao Shixian was even more puzzled. He crushed the impurities casually, and then looked at the Zunhun Banner in the center of the formation eye. Even a cultivator would not understand what happened.

Unconsciously.

I just think it should be a real baby.

"Since it can suck so much, I'll see if there is a limit."

Zhao Shixian took out the evil stones in the Nawu Talisman. These stones were buried in the Three Yins for more than ten years, and they accumulated a lot of evil energy.

On weekdays, he didn't dare to absorb the Yin Sha stone directly during his practice, so he could only grind it with water.

Since the Zunhun Banner is so absorbable, you might as well take it out to see the limit of the Zunhun Banner.

Tu Shanjun sneered and remained silent.

limit?

He couldn't ask for more evil spirits.

Zhao Shixian didn't realize at all that what he was doing now was just urging his life, urging his own life.

"No hurry, it's not enough, we have to wait."

Tu Shanjun inspected the full power and suppressed the hatred and impulse in his heart.

It's still too early, and doing it will only scare the snake away.

A sinister smile appeared on the face of death, and he continued to lie dormant and wait for an opportunity.

The wind suddenly picked up, and there was a sound of crying and howling.

The wandering ghost finally appeared after noticing that the evil spirit energy had disappeared significantly.

The eerie ghost stood in front of the dilapidated ghost banner, staring at Zhao Shixian with dark eyes.

As a dead soul, the feeling of crisis is more clear, and the ghost looks at Zhao Shixian vigilantly.

It felt a strong sense of oppression from the man in black.

Zhao Shixian looked indifferent, with the contempt and disdain unique to immortal cultivators in his eyes, and the eyes of the spiritual official flickered.

A self-talking voice sounded: "A ghost at the first level of Qi training can spontaneously condense Yin evil energy to cultivate to this level. It seems that it has been some years, and it is barely enough to enter the soul banner and become a soul."

The ghost howled fiercely, but instead of attacking, it ran away. It knew that it was by no means a match for the man in black.

"Where to go!"

Zhao Shixianyun integrated his mana into the Zunhun Banner, and he was shocked. Most of his mana in the third level of Qi training disappeared in an instant.

The soul banner showed great suction, the lines of the evil spirits on the banner became clearer, and the ghost eyes engraved on the banner seemed to turn a bit.

With the influx of mana, Tu Shanjun felt that he was able to move, at least he could walk out from the Zunhun Banner.

"So that's how it is." Tu Shanjun understood.

The main soul and the soul banner are one, and he must have the support of mana if he wants to act.

Otherwise, he would just stay in the soul streamer and be unable to move, even if he had the ability to reach the sky, it would be difficult to use it.

With the support of mana, you can also let the living souls in the soul banner go out of the soul banner to help, which is also the ability of the soul banner itself.

Tu Shanjun did not go out.

Although he really wanted to go out for a walk, but now that he was sitting in front of the formation, the evil spirit entering the soul banner was not only improving the rank of the soul banner, but also improving his strength.

In order to prevent Zhao Shixian from seeing anything, Tu Shanjun needs to hide himself even more.

"Fix the soul."

Zhao Shixian leaped up as an eagle, landed in front of Yinhun in an instant, and sacrificed the magic talisman in his hand.

Inspired by the decision of the law, urged by the Indian law.

The ghost immediately turned into a wisp of black mist and was absorbed by the magic talisman.

Zhao Shixian didn't drive the inner soul and the main soul to confront each other, but it was just a ghost who had just entered the first level of Qi training, and he could easily deal with it without the help of the main soul and the inner soul.

Especially now that the soul flag is in the eyes of Xiaojusha, rashly urging it may cause some accidents.

The evil spirit absorbed by the small gathering evil formation is getting less and less, and it has completely lost its effect in less than a stick of incense.

The round-eyed, chiselled-toothed red-haired evil spirits on the soul flag are lifelike, with more complicated lines and bright red edges.

Although the black main pole still has impurities, it is not as cold and jerky as it was at the beginning, and there are impurities and gravel squeezed out all over it.

The evil stone turned into powder, and even the ghost on the first level of Qi training was thrown into the soul flag by Zhao Shixian and turned into a tonic.

The soul banner started, and with the penetration of mana, Zhao Shixian's pupils shrank unconsciously and trembled, even his own voice trembled: "A middle-grade magic weapon?!"

Zhao Shixian's eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and his mouth was wide open.

With an expression of disbelief, he stared blankly at the soul banner in his hand.

Even so, he held the soul banner tightly, for fear that the soul banner would fly away.

baby?

No, it's a treasure!
As long as you absorb the evil spirit, you can upgrade the grade, without adding new materials, without re-sacrificing, or even mana accumulation.

That's not what Arcana is.

He can even save a large part of the spirit stones for changing magic tools. As long as he concentrates on improving the soul banner in front of him, the remaining resources can fully assist his practice.

With the penetration of mana, Zhao Shixian can feel that the strength of the main soul has also improved, at least reaching the second level of Qi training.

Zhao Shixian wanted to laugh out loud, but he didn't dare.

Shock, joy, and disbelief fused on his face.

With such a treasure, even if he stepped into the fairy road for a short time, he can still have a chance to glimpse the great road.

Zhao Shixian looked around furtively, and then went back to the small village to clean up without leaving any evidence.

Like stealing something, I dare not laugh or not laugh, let alone meet my acquaintances.

Feeling apprehensive, nervous and afraid, I forced myself to calm down and warned myself: "You have to calm down."

Tu Shanjun in the banner saw it clearly, and sneered again and again.

(End of this chapter)