I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 496 Examination
The light and shadow of Yan Fu under the Crooked Neck Tree gave Master Tianshi a faint look.

Nothing was left behind, the whole body turned into a faint light and dissipated, and the crooked neck tree that was a bit withered looked lush again.

The Master Tianshi was left alone with a terrified smile.

In Xiaohuangyu, he was the great elder of the corpse clan who called the wind and rain, and he himself was a fake baby, holding a Lingbao town ruler in his hand, adding to the background of the corpse fake body.

However, when he stepped into the inheritance land and his body was destroyed, he panicked like a bereaved dog. Even if he begged his grandpa to tell his grandma, the owner of the inheritance land just gave him one more look and said everything.

Seeing that there was no response, Master Tianshi calmed down instead.He is not a person who accepts the inheritance, and he is not even qualified to become a pawn in the hands of a great master.

He should have thought of it long ago.

Thinking up to this point, Master Tianshi looked at Reverend Yuyan enviously.

At least in his opinion, Master Yuyan didn't do anything, and Zhenjun Yuanying was protecting him, and he could get the inheritance of power. Even if he really had some plans, it was better than dying here.

At this time, Tu Shanjun glared angrily, he didn't look at the yin god of the Heavenly Corpse Master, but stared at the Crooked Neck Tree.

He stretched out his hand to pull Reverend Yuyan up, but he heard the man's voice next to his ear.

Let Tu Shanjun's figure froze, let go of these thoughts.

"Haha, haha..., I think that I have lived for seven hundred years and never expected to die here." Laughing twice, Master Tianshi took out a golden jade slip, opened his robe and knelt down straight. on the ground.

Facing Mr. Tu Shan.

Said: "The majesty of the real king, the old man sighs that it is not as good, and I hope that the real king can let the corpse clan go for the sake of inheritance and spiritual treasures."

"With this inheritance, Zhenjun can also start to solve the stubborn diseases of the old man."

As he spoke, Master Tianshi looked at the headless corpse standing beside Tu Shanjun.

After thinking about it, he doesn't regret today's result. He can only say that his skills are not as good as others and he didn't overcome the difficulties, and because he didn't have much time to wait.

Tu Shanjun frowned and thought carefully, reached out and took the golden jade slip and the town ruler into his hands, and said in a deep voice: "As long as the Shiba sect knows their interests, I will not do anything to them, whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you."

"I don't care about the flood after I die, and I can't bear to let go of the sect's inheritance. Speaking of which, I have never met the real monarch..." Master Tianshi slowly got up and didn't continue talking.

On the road of seeking, he has to fight, regardless of whether there was any grievance or not.

Tu Shanjun didn't explain, he shook the spirit treasure in his hand, and the black and red streamer appeared in front of Master Tianshi.

Seeing Lingbao appearing in front of him.

The Heavenly Corpse Master, who was originally quite calm, showed panic.

The demise of the monk's physical body is not the end. It is impossible to use the seized house or reincarnation to practice again. If you invest in the soul banner, there is no room for turning around. You will become a spirit treasure in this life.

Seeing that the Lingbao was only two feet away from him, the Heavenly Corpse Master burst into tears, he was afraid, he didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe it was the fear of death, or maybe it was the worry about the way.

Wordless horror enveloped the heart.

Tu Shanjun said:
"Fellow."

"Please enter the streamer."

As soon as the banner covered the past, Master Tianshi suddenly felt a pull.

"what!"

"Even if I'm a ghost old man, I won't stop here. What kind of senior, powerful monk..."

Before the voice fell, the Yin god returned to the soul streamer.

They are all monks, there is no dignity at all, they will be afraid when facing death, and they will cry bitterly when life and death are in crisis, it is not that older people will shed fewer tears.

Thoughts of meditation can greatly strengthen the spirit of consciousness, but it cannot turn a monk into a ruthless machine. The emotions and desires are all in the heart. When they erupt, no amount of cultivation can resist them.

Therefore, Tu Shanjun didn't feel ashamed of Master Tianshi.

The horror of life and death is coming, and no one can be calm and decent.

With the input of the Yin God at the peak of Jindan, Tu Shanjun felt that his aura had strengthened again, and he should not fall into that situation when facing the fake corpse under the suppression of mana.

Only a faint lingering sound remained of Master Tian Corpse's last roar. Tu Shanjun stared at the crooked-neck tree, and he turned to leave without doing any futile work.

This time he brought the Black Ball Devil.

There is no need for him to leave means to support here.

When Tu Shanjun stepped through the white light gate, the ancient bronze gate slowly closed.

That Yan Fu Guangying stood under the tree and looked at Tu Shanjun quietly, his expression did not change at all.He didn't even care about Yuanying Zhenjun, let alone a Yin God roaring at the peak of Jindan.

Those words sounded like the meaningless clamor of ants.

Boom!

The ancient bronze door was closed, and Tu Shanjun was about to take off the seal of Heishan, but found that the seal was gradually turning white. With a light touch, it seemed that sand and stones that had been weathered for thousands of years turned into a handful of gravel and dust, slipping away from Tu Shanjun's fingers.

After a long silence, I tore open the cracks and returned to the Treasure Building.

Sitting in front of the chessboard, listening to the created puppets still broadcasting the attack of the righteous and the evil, evil spirits and yin gods gathered in the center of the big formation, picked up a chess piece, and did not fall for a long time.

With a violent wave, he swept the black and white chess basket in front of him to the ground.

The tinkling sound can be heard endlessly.

Instinctively, Tu Shanjun wanted to suppress his irritable emotions with the Amortization Technique, but after thinking about it, he still didn't use it. The Emotional Affection Technique is too extreme, and if he is not careful, he will suppress all his emotions.

It's not good to be depressed for a long time.

It is not as good as the formula of knowing the sea and thinking, calming down and restraining one's breath.

"Don't rush and be patient."

Mr. Tu Shan forgot how long he hadn't said these words to himself, relying on his high cultivation level, he felt that everything was under control, but in fact, there were people outside the mountains, and there were even higher cultivation bases.

The devil lying on the ground trembled and didn't dare to look up.

At this moment, the master is in a fit of anger, and he will take the initiative to provoke it when he is tired of living, especially after watching a Yin God at the peak of Jindan being included in the soul banner.

That person has already cultivated into a false infant, that is, he was not lucky enough to become a Yuanying, otherwise, it is really hard to say what the result will be.

"Master calm down."

"Master calm down..."

"..."

The black coal ball demon kept kowtowing.

"Pick it up." Tu Shanjun said lightly with his hands behind his back, the devil was smart enough to quickly pick up all the black and white chess pieces scattered on the ground, and carefully placed the two chess baskets in the center of the chessboard.

Seeing Tu Shanjun's good face, Xu Shi rolled his eyeballs, remembering that he still has the merit of escorting him, and begged for his appreciation in a low voice.

"My lord, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs."

"Furthermore, this time I forced the peak true monarch to reincarnate, send away the dark opponent, obtain the core inheritance of the two sects of spirit demon and corpse demon, and combine these two ways of righteousness and demon to make a big pill, which is a little bit uneven. But mere."

"False giri and so-called benevolence and morality are all restraints on oneself."

"The life and death of Reverend Yuyan is entirely up to him, master don't care about him..."

Speaking of being happy, he was meeting Tu Shanjun's deep red and green eyes, and the devil closed his mouth knowingly.What's more, I wish I could slap myself twice first, and let it be fine if I don't get the reward, and it will make Zhenjun unhappy.

If you flatter and hit the horse's hoof, isn't it causing trouble for yourself?

Tu Shanjun thought to himself, the devil grows up so fast.

At this time, the little wisdom from the beginning will flatter and confuse people. If you give him a while, it will be fine. No wonder Xiaohuangyu is very afraid of the devil regardless of the righteous.

He doesn't need a demon to comfort him, thinking that he has been beaten countless times in the past [-] years and still has not resigned to his fate. A little frustration just makes him wake up from his false strength.

This time is not considered a big victory, but also interrupted the plan of the Spirit Demon Sect, and let the Corpse Demon Sect calm down, so that he can concentrate on dealing with the Blood Evil Sect after alchemy.

Tu Shanjun controlled the big formation: "It's time to end." The seal fell on the center of the big formation, and the Jubao Building, which was already riddled with holes, let out an overwhelmed roar under the oppression of the big formation.

The cultivator in the building used the escape technique to escape the moment the formation was undone.

The Xuanguang of the righteous sect is at most a large area, while the escape light belonging to the demon sect is very small, the most is the Acacia sect, and the remaining monks of the demon sect are only two or three big cats and kittens.

……

Master Changshui, who was sitting in Yuange, let out a foul breath.

Fortunately, Zhenjun didn't want to drive these people to extinction, otherwise these people who entered the urn, no matter whether they were Foundation Establishment cultivators or Golden Core Grandmasters, would have no chance of surviving.

Master Ziyang opened his eyes slightly, and said happily: "It seems that the real monarch has solved the trouble." He took out the sound transmission talisman: "Activate the big formation of forbidden space, don't let them use escapism indiscriminately and crash into the city."

"Here!"

"Forbidden air formation..."

The corrugated crystal mask of the Yanyang Formation flickered and connected into a large area, and huge pressure came from all directions. Those monks who had already fled away suddenly felt the pressure, and could only be forced to fall on the streets of the city.

"Dead, all dead!"

The blood-stained Qi practitioner fell to the ground.

Roaring, he got up, and before he could make any movement, he was knocked down by the guard monk who had prepared a long time ago, pasted the magic talisman, opened his mouth forcefully and poured in the talisman water.

The monk's gaze regained focus, and he recovered from his madness.

"This talisman for stabilizing the soul is very useful."

"Quickly, hold that..."

"..."

The garrison monks around the Treasure Juju Building moved quickly and pinned down the delirious monks one by one.Others are sorting out the order, and by the way, separate the Jubao Building from other squares in Yangcheng, so as to prevent the monks who have just been killed from colliding with others.

The monks of the Righteous Dao sect still had joy after the catastrophe. They followed the group and got more or less treasures. Although they had experienced cruel fighting in real life, they were not as happy as getting these natural and earthly treasures.

However, they estimate that there will be a psychological shadow on the auction.

……

Seeing off guests and explaining matters, Mr. Tu Shan threw it to Master Ziyang.

He wants to completely refine the Jubaolou formation, and by the way, bring those Yin gods into the soul banner.

Then, please point out the specific harvest and two inheritances, and then, see when the body of the three tigers will be sent back to his hometown, and then he can concentrate on refining the baby-changing pill.

"Little Lingzhou, I haven't been back for a long time."

"How long exactly?"

Tu Shanjun pondered.

"60 years or 70 years."

　Second watch, morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)