I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 45
"Who did it?"

When Shi Zhu stood up, he quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He came out of a refugee camp.

Alone.

Growing up so big, the best thing for him is to the old man.

It's not once or twice to come to the house to eat. Treating sister-in-law Xiang is like treating a mother.

He even taught Xiang Wen the kung fu.

How come after a few days of not seeing each other, it has been an eternal separation between man and nature.

The old man closed his eyelids, looked at the two corpses parked in the inner hall, remained silent for a while, and then said: "The Wild Dog Gang. I have already destroyed it."

"Who instigated it?" Shi Zhu burst into anger and jumped up against the table.

Filled with internal energy, the complexion will turn red.

But the old man did not tell, but said: "Put the incense sticks."

Give up drinking, the stone pillar is already full of alcohol.

During the dinner, they didn't ask who was the instigator, nor did they say words of comfort, but just told the old man that if he wanted to take revenge, he must be counted as one.

No need to say more, just say hello.

The two drank until slightly tipsy.

Put incense on the stone pillars and worship again, and then leave the courtyard gate.

The sky is dark and the night is vast, with clouds and a bright moon covering the figure.

It also made the vast land darker a lot.

Drink to the old man under the moon, and his wife and children lie quietly on the bed.

Respect the soul banner in front of the table.

Raise the wine glass, take advantage of the vast world outside the window, the hazy moonlight, and respect your wife and children.

His eyes are bright, like burning dead wood, blooming with light.

"Baby, sometimes I really don't understand whether it's people or ghosts that are scary."

"I heard that the demon cultivator was wiped out all over his family. He entered the sheriff's mansion and killed the sheriff on the spot."

"My lord, please do so!"

"Even worshiping Lou Xianshi can't stop it."

"Is that a magician?"

"Honestly speaking."

"I envy him."

"Can I?"

I don't know whether I am talking to Zunhun Banner or to myself.

Tu Shanjun sneered.

Everyone yearns for happiness and enmity, but few can achieve it.

Neither can Mr. Tu Shan.

What's the use of being envious, the exercises are also given, and the Yinhun Dan is also taken.

The road is right under your feet, just go for it.

If even these few steps are timid.

Just lamenting the injustice of fate and the many hardships in life, he will always be immersed in his own depressed will.

This life is nothing more than that.

Tu Shanjun stood in the soul banner and looked at the old man.

He didn't speak.

staring.

In the end, did the old man get drunk here, stop moving forward, or work hard.

The choice is only in the hands of the parties themselves.

Tu Shanjun can't help people make decisions.

The old man was drunk and crooked, as if he would fall down at any moment.

Just when he was about to pass out.

The inner air circulates to evaporate all the alcohol.

The old man woke up.

He can't get drunk yet, let alone get drunk here.

You can be depressed, but you can't be immersed in it.

Then burn the kang, close the courtyard door, and swallow the black beads.

Silent all night.

until early morning.

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

There was no change in Liangdu, but the news of the defeat in the north did come back.

Lost in a row.

It seems that there has been no good news for a long time.

This month is very difficult for the princes of the court.

For the old man Xiang, the days are like years.

The accumulation of internal energy is enough.

The state of viscera refining has reached its peak, and the internal breath circulation of the internal organs is endless.

In order to prevent the corpse from becoming stinky, the old man made a coffin out of crude bed board nails and buried it in the cellar in the backyard.

He didn't want to, but he couldn't.

After the burial, he fell down in front of the grave and wept.

sobbing.

Such as knuckles in the throat.

There have been fewer words since then.

Every day when he is not on duty as a jailer, he returns home and swallows black beads.

Hard work pays off.

Finally, his inner energy was complete and he was on the verge of breaking through.

For becoming a first-class master, there is still experience to follow.

But it is the first time that returning to the innate from the day after tomorrow.

Innate warriors who can rely on their own efforts to cultivate are very rare in the world.

They have already stepped on the road of immortality after they have cultivated innately, and they will no longer stay in the secular world.

Who doesn't want to pursue immortality.

Inborn can be transferred to Qi training, but extraordinary Qi training.

Mr. Tu Shan doesn't have any good guidance methods. The experience of others is to use the spiritual root to achieve the sense of qi. After feeling the qi, use force to cleanse the body and meridians, and then cultivate into a layer of qi training.

Today, Hou Tian Hui Xian Tian relies entirely on the filling of inner qi and water grinding kung fu, and transforms the inner qi into mana after reaching the peak stored in the dantian.

The old man felt that he was about to break through.

The inner qi in the dantian is filled to the extreme, and the body has been polished to the peak of a mortal.

It only takes one step to step into the innate realm.

The internal Qi in the meridians is rushing, and the five internal organs are alive.

The Tiger Roaring Kung Fu is running, and the eight extraordinary meridians are laid out, receiving and guiding the inner qi of the dantian.

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner stared at the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed with scorching eyes.

Success or failure is here.

But Tu Shanjun knew that the success rate of the old man was actually less than [-]%.

The broken arm makes the meridians defective, resulting in the ineffective circulation of internal Qi.

Also known as the Big Sunday.

If there is no way to perform the Great Week, there is no way to get through the closed orifices in the body.

Others can live in the sky, but the old man Xiang lost a part of the sky because of the broken arm.

If the inner qi is congested in the meridians, it is easy to prop up the already tough meridians.

So that there are cracks and gaps.

If the meridians can't hold on, the quality of the inner Qi will be reduced, resulting in the inability to get through the body's Great Circumference Orifice.

Although they are not serious, but at such a critical moment, it is something that can kill people.

Once the meridian collapses, the internal qi loses control, which will severely damage the body and cause internal injuries.

More serious internal bleeding will directly ruin the life of the warrior.

Don't look at him as a top-notch expert in the Dirty Refining Realm, if you want to break through with this kind of injury, you will definitely die.

If the internal energy is completely forced out, the Great Zhoutian will be incomplete, and the Guanqiao will not be able to open due to insufficient stamina.

It will still fail in the end.

So don't rush.

The more this kind of moment, the less anxious it is.

Tu Shanjun was afraid that the old man would not understand the truth, so he was in a hurry to break through, and then gave him a strong medicine.

"Can't be in a hurry."

Tu Shanjun took a deep breath and whispered to himself.

Tu Shanjun nervously watched the old man Xiang who was practicing his skills.

Of course he hoped that the old man could make a breakthrough.

Only by successfully breaking through to the old man can he have the opportunity to take charge of the Honored Soul Banner.

The exercises and mental techniques of Tiger Roaring Kungfu are completely unable to support the circulation of inner qi, and a huge amount of inner qi gushes out from the dantian crazily.

The previously widened meridians simply couldn't resist the torrent of inner qi.

The meridians were the first to be unable to hold on without completing the Great Circle, and a stream of blood flowed to the corner of the old man's mouth.

Seeing the old man's complexion and the blood on the corner of his mouth, Mr. Tu Shan knew something was wrong.

"It's broken. The inner energy is too deep and huge, which instead affects the breakthrough to the old man."

"Wait a little longer and the meridians will burst."

Tu Shanjun frowned anxiously, thinking of a way.

"Is it really necessary to use strong medicine and rush over in one go?"

Now it has already caused a burden on the meridians, and it must be eliminated or the circulation can be completed directly.

To complete the cycle, the congested internal air must be unimpeded.

"Don't put another Yinhun pill."

Tu Shanjun pondered over the feasibility of the solution.

The blood at the corner of the old man's mouth had turned into a trickle, and his body was glowing red like a hot iron.

White smoke evaporates from the surface of the skin.

"Hey, how did I forget this?"

Tu Shanjun suddenly realized that he was stupid.

He has thought about it many times, but it is not as good as the flash of inspiration at this time.

(End of this chapter)