I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 311
The mist is dark.

It happened to be evening, when the sun was setting.

The Taoist concealed his horns, replaced his black hair, and went down the mountain gate to the airport.

A ghost cultivator's Taoism did not cause the slightest disturbance, but he spent ten spirit stones to buy a boat ticket.

"I get on my own boat, and I still need to buy a ticket?" The Taoist laughed dumbfounded and shook his head slightly. His words were just teasing, that is, he didn't want to reveal his identity. Otherwise, who would dare to keep him in Daheishan.

As soon as he stepped on the spirit boat, the Tunchan Yao who was sitting in the spirit boat rushed to find it.

Tun Chan was taken aback. Other little demons might not recognize the person in front of him. As the mainstay of Dahei Mountain, he naturally knew the Taoist. .

Tun Chan hurried to Taoist's side: "Your Majesty, this is it?"

Tu Shanjun waved his hand, didn't care about these trivial matters, and said calmly: "I have something to go out for a walk, don't make a fuss about it and go."

"Hey, if the king has anything to do, call his subordinates."

Tun Chan didn't stay for long, practice is one aspect, and another is to sit in the central secret room of the spirit boat.When a situation arises, he can mobilize the power of the entire spirit boat in the central secret room.

Not to mention being able to resist the indiscriminate bombardment of the Jindan Grandmaster, at least he was able to react and integrate forces in time to resist.

The medium-sized spirit boat is hundreds of feet long, and there are only a few hundred demon cultivators and ghost cultivators standing there. It is because of them that the overall strength of the spirit boat can be fully displayed.

……

After more than a month of hard work, I finally arrived at Li Dang Mountain.

Li Dang Mountain towers into the sky, and the four-armed owl, the demon king, is a bird that has become a spirit. It is named after its deformed wings that transform into four arms.

Across the densely populated city and the common world, the Taoist stood at the foot of Li Dang Mountain and looked up.

There is a small path and stone steps on the steep cliff. It is not easy for ordinary people to climb up. Even ordinary warriors may not be able to go up. Only Qi practitioners can do it.

The Taoist squeezed his fingers into seals and walked through the air, and in a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the gate of Li Dangshan Cave Mansion.

"Hey, who dares to break into the cave!"

The little demon held the steel fork and surrounded the Taoist when he reached the door.

The black hair faded, the red hair was scattered, and the horns grew wildly.

The Taoist's face turned a little more blue, and his fangs were folded in his mouth: "Who is in charge now?"

This instantaneous change frightened all the little monsters.

Not to mention the aura of Foundation Establishment, just the change in facial expression made them a little bit at a loss.

Xu Shi felt the sweep of breath, and soon a monster in colorful clothes ran out in a hurry.

Seeing the appearance of the Taoist, he immediately widened his eyes, ran to the Taoist, scrambled and crawled, knelt down on the ground with a plop, sincerely kowtowed and shouted: "Your Majesty."

"You know me?"

Excited, Caiyi Jingguai hastened to say: "The young one had the honor to attend the banquet with the Demon King, and had a glimpse of the king's true face, but the young one didn't expect the king to come in person."

"This seat is an incarnation."

After speaking, Tu Shanjun walked into the cave to find the feathers on the four-armed owl.

Investigating and deciphering the case is too time-consuming, so Tu Shanjun chose to use the improved blood curse directly.

Burn the feathers in front of him into ashes, mix them with talisman water and stir them into ink pads, put your index and middle fingers together, draw the talisman in the air, and a hollow talisman with black light appears in front of the Taoist.

Forming seals with both hands, turning into a spell, he shouted: "The blood curse chases the soul."

The talisman with black light immediately turned into a shrunken owl, flapping its wings and flying out of the cave.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Caiyi Jingwei hesitated for two steps, and begged: "You must find my king."

The red-haired Taoist who had already stepped out of the cave stopped in his footsteps, did not turn his head, but said softly: "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die. No matter what, I will bring him back."

If you want to say why, it's just because he is the king.

The king of the Great Montenegro.

The black and red owl flew up to the clouds, followed by the red-haired Taoist who set up the escape light.

Watching the red-haired True King leave, Caiyi Jingwei's eyes were full of worry.

……

For three hundred miles, the god is gone.

The Taoist landed in a mortal county, hiding his body and walking by the secular people.

He felt that young and strong people in this county seemed to be rare, giving people a feeling of emptiness.

The Taoist didn't care too much, maybe he was conscripted, so that's why he was like this.

"Just managing demons and goblins is not the solution. The secular dynasties should also be restrained, so that they don't fight indiscriminately when they have nothing to do."

After a little thought, the Taoist followed the black and red owl to the temple.

The Taoist didn't know what the four-armed owl was doing in the ordinary city.

But since the Blood Curse Chaser came here, the four-armed owl must have stayed here.

When we arrived at the temple, there was a statue of the ghost king with red hair and two horns inside, but there was still a faint evil spirit on it.

"Stone statue?"

After careful inspection, the clay statue should have been broken and then repaired.

And this faint demonic aura that remained was from the four-armed owl.

This aura has already faded to the point of being undetectable, if it wasn't for the arrival of Hei Hongxiao, even if the Taoist came here by himself, he wouldn't know what happened.

"What happened after the stone statue was repaired?"

The Taoist pinched his fingers and calculated, but the calculation was very incomprehensible, as if it was covered by a layer of clouds: "It is very difficult to calculate the monks. The lives of the monks are covered by the secrets of heaven, let alone the monks who established the foundation."

He can only inject mana into Hei Hongxiao, hoping that the Soul Chasing Curse can play its due role.

With the trace of demonic energy taken out and blended into the black red owl, the owl fluttered its wings again.

This time it seems to be much faster.

……

"When did such a formation exist here?"

The Taoist frowned. Most of Nanming Ridge is within the territory of Dahei Mountain. Now that he has arrived at Nanming Ridge, he is actually facing a high-ranking formation. This is not normal in itself.

Among the three most important cultivating arts, Tu Shanjun has the deepest understanding of talisman formations, and his own talisman formation skills can even keep up with the speed of cultivation.

So with just one glance, he took a good look at the formation.

This is a large formation that seals the mountain, and it has a powerful concealment function.

To set up such a formation, at least hundreds of monks in the late stage of Qi training are needed as the foundation, and the monks who maintain the formation must at least have the late foundation or even the peak.

Tu Shanjun hung in the air, and the black and red owl landed on his shoulders.

What I saw was a barren landscape, with no trace of people.

Ghost horns sprouted on Tu Shanjun's forehead, and he pointed his fingers between his eyebrows: "Ignorance Realm, open my eyes!"

The snowflake-like patterns spread from the upper and lower sides, and the ghost horn patterns converged between the eyebrows, and a blank vertical pattern appeared, and the patterns rotated to illuminate the formation in front of him.

All the desolation and fog were swept away by Tu Shanjun, and he finally saw clearly the scene inside the formation.

Inside the Fengshan Formation are monks flying with swords, and above the collar are messy houses, most of which are ordinary people. They are carrying baskets on their backs and digging the collar of the mountain with heads in their hands.

Nanming Ridge was dug with pits and pits, and there were holes drilled everywhere.

There are probably thousands of civil servants on the surface, and most of them are young and strong.But how can there be any concealment at present, there are more civilians in the crypt, at least tens of thousands.

The original spirit stone ore that was recited was quickly taken away by the guarding monks.

Tu Shanjun's face darkened immediately, and his eyes were full of sternness: "Okay, good, good! Open mines on this seat, use the people of this seat to steal things from this seat, you really have a way!"

Most of Nanming Ridge is within the territory of Dahei Mountain, even if there is a spiritual mine, it belongs to Dahei Mountain, not these monks.

They stole things by themselves, and recruited people from the surrounding dynasties to help mine.

This method angered Tu Shanjun even more.

Everything he does is for stability, so that all the creatures under his rule can have food, but they oppress them openly.

……

Anger rose from his heart, and the breath of mana fluctuated instantly.

A monk in a red-green robe sensed the Taoist's mana fluctuations, and appeared outside the formation in the form of a ray of light.

That person was around the late stage of Foundation Establishment, with gray temples and a Chinese character face, even with his age he was quite heroic.

The cultivator who established the foundation clasped his hands and said, "Why did Fellow Daoist spy on a certain closed-door formation?"

The red-haired Taoist stared at the cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment with sharp eyes, and asked coldly, "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Chiwu Zong, Taoist Lieyang, who are you? Ask Yu in such a tone." Taoist Lieyang no longer bowed his hands, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and his whole body was ready to go.

He has already seen that the people who come and come before him are not good.

The red-haired man did not answer Lie Yang Taoist's question, but continued to ask himself: "Two months ago, there was a bird demon cultivator who passed by here and was captured by you. Now hand it over, and I will leave you a whole body." .”

Taoist Lieyang seemed to have heard some of the funniest jokes, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahaha."

"You are just a ghost cultivator, how dare you speak so brazenly?"

"You spied on a certain family's retreat at will, and if someone killed you today, the forces behind you can't blame him, and dare to speak out here."

"To tell you the truth, there are no owl monsters!"

"There is, but it's just a mere monster, and what a certain thing does is to slay demons and demons."

"You ghost cultivator, don't know good and bad, or a certain mood will kill you as a demon."

Lie Yang Taoist snorted coldly, the flying sword light and shadow surrounded his side, the cold light was so intense that it pierced people's eyes.He really couldn't figure out the origin of the ghost cultivator in front of him, but he probably wasn't an ordinary person, because the other party didn't show the slightest fear.

That's all, and he still took an attitude of course, as if he didn't seem to be joking at all.

It is impossible for ordinary monks to have such confidence.

Just because he was not sure, Taoist Lieyang did not directly suppress it.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that what this ghost cultivator is looking for is that monster.

"That monster, what are you talking about..." Lie Yang Taoist recalled carefully, it seems to be...

"If you don't tell the truth, I will find it myself."

"Ignorance."

The red-haired Taoist scratched his finger and wiped it on his forehead.

The vertical eye of the pattern opened the gap, and a black-red light immediately shone on the owl shadow condensed by the talisman, and then the light and shadow passed through the large formation and landed at the base of the formation.

The four-armed owl was like a human pig, its hands and feet were cut off, and a flag was nailed to its chest, so its life and death were unknown.

The red-haired Taoist was as cold as ice, and shouted: "Too much bullying!"

(End of this chapter)