I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 366 Demon Lord
Chi Xuan's tense mind relaxed slightly.

Until under the big locust tree, in front of the stone chess table, he bowed his hands and saluted: "It is really a crime for the late learners to disturb the seniors' cultivation."

Tu Shanjun couldn't help laughing, this person is quite interesting, it is clear that he used magic tricks to invite this person's spiritual consciousness to come.

When it came to Chixuan, it became the crime of his interference.

Tu Shanjun said in a low voice: "I invited you here, what is your fault?" He had already known Chi Xuan, and it was hard to imagine that this was a Taoist priest who was only in his early twenties.

He has a beard and wears a dirty indigo robe with a dark yellow edge.

He looks quite old-fashioned.

However, even his appearance was changed by Chi Xuan on his own initiative, it seems that it was all to make his image look like a master with magic skills.

After Tu Shanjun finished speaking, Chixuan secretly said: "It's bitter."

He didn't know what kind of temperament the person in front of him was. If he answered badly, his life might be lost.

Therefore, he could only observe the calm young man sitting on the rattan chair first.

Although there is a bun, in fact, when I got closer, I found that the red hair was only tied up with a rough scarf rope at will, so that the wild red hair looked regular, but it still made people feel surprised.

Not to mention the two sinuous ghost horns extending from the forehead.

The pitch-black ghost horns were like bamboo knots, and the scarlet lines shone slightly.

Visually measure.

More than nine feet tall, tall and burly, with unmistakable appearance, his temperament is stable and indifferent, like a fairy mountain heavy universe, he should be a real hero!

Wearing a black Taoist robe, the inside is lined with relief paintings, the outside is as black as ink, and the wide border is sealed with scarlet.

Its material is very familiar.

Chi Xuan felt that he should have seen it somewhere, and seemed to think of something, suddenly: "Soul banner."

The black Taoist robe made of that body is clearly the same material as that of the Zunhun Banner.

What's even more peculiar is that the eyes that are as deep as a cold pool can often see divine light flickering and surging in them.

"Please sit down."

Tu Shanjun didn't bother with the rhetorical question just now, and casually put down the book in his hand.

Chi Xuan was obviously a little more cautious. After sitting down, his eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of him, and he found that it was a chess game with a lot of craftsmanship.

There is no agility, as if every step is strictly following the rules.

"Is this a technique?"

Chi Xuan's pupils shrank unconsciously.

He looked carefully, where there was a chessboard, it was clear that a technique was arranged in such a form, as if it was some kind of strict ritual.

"With your current cultivation base, watching too much will be harmful."

Tu Shanjun swept all the black and white pieces in front of him into a chess basket, there was no chess game in front of him, but there was an extra jug and two wine cups.

"Pour wine."

Chi Xuan looked around, but there was not even a ghost.

Then he pointed to himself, and asked with a little doubt and surprise: "Me?"

"It's not you, do you want me to pour wine for you?"

"Hey, look at what you said, how dare this junior let Lao Xiu take action."

Chixuan hurriedly picked up the jug, poured wine for Tu Shanjun, and also poured a glass for himself, put down the jug and raised his own wine cup and said: "Respect, senior."

Said that he couldn't wait to drink it up.

Breathing out a breath of white mist and cold air, he said loudly: "Good wine!"

Tu Shanjun picked up the wine cup and took a full drink after smelling the smell of wine.

After his Yin spirit was completely burned out, he could feel the feeling of powerlessness and loneliness, and he also realized that he seemed to have not woken up for a long time.

The soul banner is one, the main soul perishes, and the soul banner does not completely lose all perception and become a cold object.

The taste of drinking is certainly pleasant, but without the people who toast with you, the taste of fireworks will be a little less.

"I don't know why the old practice called the juniors here?"

"Is it just drinking?" Chi Xuan put down the wine cup and poured himself another glass. If he really found someone to drink, he thought it would be fine, anyway, where the wine is not drunk.

Tu Shanjun pondered, he had somewhat forgotten how to have an ordinary conversation, or how to get along peacefully with the Banner Lord.

There was no meeting at first, because Tu Shanjun wanted to observe the character of the other party.

If it is an extreme form of magic, he can slaughter it with peace of mind and refine it into a banner slave.

It's just that after these days of observation, Chi Xuan is a person with a good nature, but knows how to be flexible.Tu Shanjun has no reason to kill the other party, and he will not choose to kill the other party.

Tu Shanjun turned the wine cup and looked at Chi Xuan with deep eyes: "What wish do you want to achieve."

Chi Xuan was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "The words of the old cultivator really surprised the younger generation."

As he said that, his expression became serious: "I haven't made a name for myself yet, I haven't made Chiyang Palace famous all over the world, and I haven't accepted a few apprentices to leave inheritance."

Raising the wine cup, he stared blankly at the wine surface of Ruping Lake, where his own face was reflected.

In the end, I chose to drink it up.

"You think I'm going to kill you?"

"Is not it."

Tu Shanjun didn't explain, but shook his head lightly.

"Then senior asked me what my wish was for. Could it be that senior intends to help me realize my wish?" Chi Xuan felt guilty about what he said, and he knew there was a problem when he heard this matter. There is no one who does not practice and wants to help others realize their wishes.

Such people must have plotted more.

Or in the story, the sealed demon confuses the world, letting the world relax their vigilance and at the same time unlock the seal, releasing the sealed demon.

Chi Xuanyue looked at Tushan Junyue and felt that his guess was right.

"After realizing your wish, you need to do one thing for me."

Immediately, Chixuan had such an expression, and quickly restrained his expression, cupped his hands and said loudly: "Senior, don't worry, even if you hand over all the inherited magic weapons to the younger generation, once you drive away, you will never hesitate."

Tu Shanjun saw through Chi Xuan's evil intentions at a glance.

It's clearly the idea of ​​playing empty hands as a white wolf, but not fulfilling the promise.

Although it was he who was talking to Chi Xuan, in fact it was Chi Xuan who was trying to figure out Tu Shanjun.

Such a seemingly extraordinary monk is trapped in an unknown place, and he can only talk to people in this way, which shows that there are huge restrictions on him.

Chi Xuan already knew that he would not be killed easily.

That being the case, there is nothing to worry about.

The most important thing is to be able to benefit from the young old monster in front of him.

Whether it's the inheritance of spells, or other abilities related to the soul banner magic weapon.

Tu Shanjun did not pierce Chi Xuan's careful thinking, but took out a Yinhun Pill very naturally, and put it on the stone table: "This seat comes from outside the region, and I need your strength to reach the golden core, so help this seat return."

"This……"

Chi Xuan stared at the Yinhun pill on the table in amazement. It was because of the help of the pill that his strength could be improved rapidly. He did not expect that the pill was made by the person in front of him.

"From now on, this seat will provide you with pills, exercises and spells, and guide you in your practice."

"You just need to improve your own strength as soon as possible and help me return to the outside world." Tu Shanjun has already made a practice plan for Chixuan, and he also has enough resources in his storage bag.

Perhaps in this world where spiritual energy is thin, it is difficult for others to achieve something, but the soul banner does not rely on spiritual energy, and Tu Shanjun also does not rely on spiritual energy. What he needs is enough mana to support his cultivation.

When Tu Shanjun waved his hand, a thin roll of scriptures appeared on the stone table.

"The exercises in the Red Ram Palace are just remnants of fire energy training. This volume of 'Fire Sutra Notes' is a large scripture, and the cultivation power is deeper than ordinary scriptures. It is also very suitable for you to practice."

Zhang Ran is really a treasure house. His undercover career has provided Tu Shanjun with a large number of classics of the Wanfa sect, as well as those combined spell routines. Choosing from them, training monks is bound to get twice the result with half the effort.

A large number of exercises and pills to improve cultivation were placed in front of Chi Xuan.

Chixuan looked at the exquisite small bag imitated by Jinxiuyun hanging on Tu Shanjun's waist, and then turned his gaze to look at the exercises and elixir in front of him.

The worry in his heart rose again.

Both of these things are not easy to hold.

Now, when he swallowed the elixir, he had to carefully consider whether the other party would mix something in it.

"A choice must be made? Will I die if I don't choose?"

"will not."

"why?"

Tu Shanjun glanced at the other party, but did not answer.Even if he killed Chixuan to find a golden core puppet, he didn't know if he could find the way back, and he wasted time and cultivation.

Even if he really returned to Xiaohuangyu, it would take a long, long time.

At that time, he was still at the same level of cultivation, and still at the current Taoism.

He has true intentions, but he can't use them.

He no longer wants to experience this feeling.

The cassock old ape in the sea of ​​consciousness bloomed with golden light, and the thousands of thoughts and impulses in his heart gradually calmed down.

Even this first meeting and conversation made Tu Shanjun not feel so happy.

Wei Wei raised her hand: "You have too many questions."

Chi Xuan suddenly felt that his consciousness was in a trance again. He knew that the person in front of him was probably going to end the topic and drive him away, otherwise it would not have been the case.

Hastily asked: "One last question."

Tu Shanjun stopped his palm and said in a deep voice, "Say."

"Who is the old cultivator?"

"who I am."

Tu Shanjun didn't expect Chi Xuan to ask such a question, he thought that Chi Xuan would confirm it again, or try to find some way to avoid it.

After all, this thing looks like a trap no matter what.

There is no pie in the sky.

Maybe he wanted to analyze his origin through his name to verify the truth of what he said.

"My name is Tu Shanjun. You can also call me, 'Zunhun Zhenren'."

"Go and rest."

……

Chi Xuan opened his eyes violently, and he quickly touched his head and neck.

His head was still securely on his neck.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly used mana to check his status.

Did not find anything wrong.

"Is it an illusion?" Chi Xuan stared blankly at the soul banner in front of him.

Now he was a little afraid to collect the soul flag, and stretched out his hand...

When I was about to pick it up, I suddenly realized that there were two more things in my hand, and I looked closely, and it was clearly a pill and a scripture in my hand.

"Fire Sutra Injection, Yinhun Pill."

"Respect the real soul."

"What kind of real person will live in the magic weapon, I think it is a sealed devil."

"What Tu Shanjun, is it the Demon Lord?"

Chi Xuan secretly slandered.

(End of this chapter)