I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 390 Power
With a longing for life, Zhou Hui lowered his voice: "Master Dao, the morals of this world are broken, and we need a red lotus karma to bring the world back to life."

"Your cultivation base is superb, but we can also help you resist the soldiers of the imperial court. As long as the Taoist priest lets us live, we are willing to follow the Taoist priest..."

"I believe that all the people in Ji County think so."

"No, it's not just Ji County, the people in the whole world are like this."

"They don't ask for much, only food and clothing, and survival."

"You have such power." Zhou Hui looked at Chi Xuan with burning eyes, and at the same time clenched his fists tightly. He could still feel the powerful power in himself.

This made him feel that he was different from ordinary people, and such strength came from the Taoist priest in front of him.

Chi Xuan stood in front of the broken table.

He really hadn't thought about this issue. He thought more about continuously improving his own cultivation, but he didn't think that the people should have the power to protect themselves.

Rebellion is death!

Zhou Hui said a lot, the most was only three words, survive.

How could he risk his disgrace and lead so many people to die.

The monks of the imperial court may not be able to find him for a while.

However, once the anti-flag is raised and the army rolls over, countless people will die.Chixuan was uncertain, he thought he could kill this rotten tree with the power he possessed.

He can make himself famous all over the world without implicating other people, and in the end, he will only die alone.

Listening to Zhou Hui now, he doesn't think he wants to achieve any great cause, but that the people should have their own strength so that they can live on their own.

"Can the devil have a plan to teach me?"

Among the soul banners, Mr. Tu Shan, who was leaning on the recliner and flipping through the Taoism, thought for a while, and said: "Build a high level of cultivation, accumulate food and grass widely, use teachings to cover up the essence of rebellion, spread faith and gather incense."

In fact, these things are very simple to say, and Zhou Hui has studied them very thoroughly.

Cover up with teachings, use the special ability to heal the people to gain the trust of the people, and then let them gain strength, such a slow development, one day they will be able to gather a large army.

He also thought of the need for a monk with a strong cultivation base to resist the practitioners of the court, and Chi Xuan was the best candidate.

Chi Xuan knows that he is not the best candidate, but the best candidate is actually Tu Shanjun in the soul streamer.

This is a powerful old cultivator whose cultivation level he can't see until now.

Tu Shanjun got up slowly, found a few incense scriptures, added his own notes, and sent a voice transmission to Chi Xuandao: "This seat will teach you the method of incense and enlightenment, so that you can obtain the incense way."

"How to choose is up to you."

For those county magistrate spirits, the power of incense and fire may need a threshold to accommodate them. However, for Tu Shanjun, the seal of mountains and rivers in his hand is enough to suppress those thoughts. At that time, Chixuan can use the huge power of incense and fire to cast a divine body .

Tu Shanjun then cast the spirit descending technique, replacing Chixuan's divine body mind with the golden elixir yin god in the soul banner, and helped him suppress the thousands of divine minds of the people, so that he could exert his power to the maximum.

"But……"

Chi Xuan paced to one side.

I wanted to ask Tu Shanjun this sentence, but Zhou Hui next to him took the conversation: "Master Daoist, we can't live anymore, why can't we choose a way of death that I think is worthwhile."

"We wait for the infected person to wait for death, what is the country of death?!"

Chi Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Slowly nodded and said: "Okay."

Zhou Hui looked at Chi Xuan in surprise, and immediately half-knelt on the ground, shouting: "The Daoist is Gao Yi."

The matter stopped with the two of them and did not continue to discuss it.

Chixuan asked Tu Shanjun to use incense for protection, and mobilized the incense and animal blood in the bodies of those infected people, allowing them to have powers different from ordinary people.

All 500 people became followers of Chixuan, and the red-yellow incense floating above the Taoist temple was as clear as clouds.

This busy work arrived in the middle of the night.

Chixuan sat cross-legged on the futon, his consciousness fell into the dream soul banner, and he saw Tu Shanjun who was waiting for him in the Taoist temple.

Chixuan sat on the other floor of the stone table, listening to Tu Shanjun's lecture.

It is the method of incense practice.

To become an incense cultivator, one must first spread the praises and condense fame. These are scattered incense sticks floating around. Use special methods and magic tools to gather the incense into the body and condense the mana of the incense to become a monk.

Of course, there is also an easier way, that is to grant a talisman.

Confer a little bit of the power and power of the "True God". With this seed of power, you can replace the special incense magic weapon, and you can gather and absorb the incense and strengthen your own cultivation by relying on the method alone.

The incense protection released by Tu Shanjun is not considered to be a conferment, but Zhou Hui shared a little bit of his power as the True King of the Black Mountain.

This trace of power is just a seed, and it can actually play very little role. Unless Tu Shanjun continues to grant others more power, otherwise they can only rely on themselves to grow slowly.

After explaining the basic knowledge, Mr. Tu Shan brought out the Taoist scriptures.

His commentary was a bit thicker than the Daoist book, and he pushed it in front of Chi Xuan and said, "These are the methods of condensing incense and fire."

"Get acquainted as soon as possible."

Chixuan is also a foundation-building cultivator after all, and he only reads the Taoist scriptures and remembers all of them in his mind.

"The Dao of Incense Fire is different from the Dao of Cultivating Immortals. Cultivation of Immortals requires spiritual roots, while the two most important things in Dao of Incense Fire are vessel and name."

"These two points have been thoroughly explained for you in the book."

Chi Xuan nodded.

The Daoist scriptures are indeed very detailed.

Originally, Chixuan felt that his cultivation was enough and he didn't need to continue to practice another method, but Tu Shanjun told him that only his name and weapon should not be faked by others, and he needed to practice this power by himself.

It's also because Tu Shanjun doesn't have much power to use.

If the magic weapon in hand can't exert its power, it's better to let Chixuan practice it again. Anyway, it's easy to practice with the power of incense and fire, and there is no difficulty.

"What I want to hand over to you is the utensil in the way of incense." Tu Shanjun pointed his index finger on his forehead and pinched it lightly, and a black seal floated above his palm.

The black seal is only the size of a palm, and it looks very ordinary, rougher than ordinary jade.

"Is this the incense instrument used to suppress incense?"

Chi Xuan looked shocked, and then looked at Tu Shanjun, he really didn't expect that the old cultivator had such great attainments in the way of incense and fire.

The seal was extraordinary at first glance, and the strong coercion in it made Chi Xuan feel very uncomfortable.

"good."

Pointing the index finger, Yinxi flew over and landed in Chixuan's hand.

I just heard Tu Shanjun said: "You haven't condensed the incense, you can't use the magic weapon, the incense of the 500 people just absorbs it, let you practice the magic weapon."

In the following, Chi Xuan asked about many methods of incense cultivation, and Tu Shanjun explained them one by one.

Seeing that it was getting late, Tu Shanjun waved his hands and said, "Let's go."

Chi Xuan woke up suddenly.

Looking at the black seal in his hand, recalling that Mr. Tu Shan explained the scriptures to him just now, Chixuan made a formula, and performed the technique of gathering incense in a cross-legged posture.

The incense floating above the Taoist temple melted into Chi Xuan's body like spiritual energy.

The two practices are the same.

Relying on his foundation-building cultivation, Chixuan collected the incense sticks above.

He also heard the most sincere voices of the five hundred members of the Taoist temple.

"Alive!"

They can't survive anymore, and in the end they can only take the road of rebellion. If they rebel by themselves, it's better to let him Zhang Tianbao be the leader, at least he still has a hole card that can be used.

If it doesn't work, please ask the devil for help.

Chi Xuan chuckled lightly, and couldn't help feeling a little bit moved that when they first met, the honorific title of Demon Lord has been preserved to this day.

In fact, today he no longer thinks Mr. Tu Shan is a devil, but he is worthy of the word 'jun'.

Those pious voices beside his ears should have sounded far away and indifferent, but so many overlapped, it was like magic voices entering his ears, disturbing his mind.

"Is this the burden of incense and vow power that the Demon King said?"

"Alive..."

"Bless my mother, nothing will happen."

"Live."

"..."

Chixuan inspired the idea of ​​the nine-story pagoda in the sea of ​​consciousness. The flames in the pagoda were raging. With the rotation of the tower, Chixuan swept away those messy thoughts in his mind.

The emotions aroused by these voices also calmed down.

It's just that those voices still haven't stopped.

When the incense lingers.

Chixuan's technique changed, and he sacrificed a black seal.

A trace of incense and mana just condensed poured into the black seal.

Immediately, the seal turned crimson and flew into Chi Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.The voice that was still echoing in his ears just now has disappeared, and there is no more abnormal sound.

After the voice faded away, Chi Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter how powerful a monk is, he can't avoid such problems. Those voices don't ring in his ears, but come from the incense and magic power in his body, and those voices are there when the magic power exists.

Either rely on your own powerful strength to suppress it, or use weapons to block the voices of believers.

With the concentration of the incense mana and the release of the incense power stored in the seal, Chi Xuan's aura rose rapidly.

A faint phantom appeared behind him.

I can't see the specific appearance, I just think it is a person wearing a red Taoist robe, and the strong incense is pouring into the phantom.

……

The next day.

Chi Xuan thought that Ji County would soon have his sea arrest documents, but there still seems to be no movement today.

While Chixuan was smelting incense, he used pills to improve his true cultivation, and he lived comfortably, but he always felt that he had no idea, so he went to Ji County to take a look.

Yu Jian flew extremely fast, and Wu Xiao had already arrived at the county seat in the first quarter of an hour.

He was not included in the arrest warrant at the gate of the city.

It seems that the imperial court will take some time to respond.

Chi Xuan didn't set foot in the county seat, and turned back to Chiyang Palace.

A few more days.

The believers sent out by Zhou Hui came back with news.

There was indeed a wanted order for Chixuan posted at the gate of the city, in which the charge was killing officials, the imperial envoy and the county magistrate of Longxian County, and it specifically indicated that the cultivation base was high, powerful, vicious and extremely vicious, ordinary people had better run away when they encountered it.

They stick to each other, but they don't see the county government sending troops to arrest them.

It is said that the newly appointed county magistrate hides in the county office all day long and does not go out.

In just a few days, thousands of people have gathered around the Taoist temple.

That is to say, Zhou Hui is a well-known big landlord in ten miles and eight townships, and his family has old grain, otherwise it would be a troublesome job just to feed these people, and he would have to eat grass roots and bark long ago.

Regardless of whether they found it by themselves or were sent out by believers, they stayed behind after receiving treatment, but not many of them were granted talismans.

That is, the first dozen or so people.

Among them, Zhou Hui gathered the most people.

After all, it was he who provided food to keep the gathered people alive, and also found a cure for them.

Moreover, his organizational skills are quite good, and he arranged these thousands of people in an orderly manner.

this day.

Zhou Hui frowned, stepped into the back hall in a hurry, cupped his hands and said, "Master, the extra people have been arranged to live in empty rooms at the foot of the mountain, but there is not much food left, and they can last for two days at most."

"Only relying on the income from hunting can last half a day at most, and then we will run out of food."

Chi Xuan had already put on a red robe, put away the formula, suppressed his breath, stood up and said, "Poverty Dao's cultivation level is enough to cover it up, and he should be able to carry out that plan."

"Call all the scribes."

　After the holidays, the update will be a little unstable.

　　Everything is normal, don't worry, the update should be better than the previous two days.

　　Be brothers, in the streamers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)