I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 573
Taiyi Peak.

Lingguan hall.

A figure in a white robe with bare feet and a white jade crown on his head was standing in front of the threshold, looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back.There was a flickering look in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was worry or sigh.

"The senior brother in charge didn't handle official duties?"

A flat and hoarse voice sounded not far away, and then the rainbow light fell to the ground.

The visitor was dressed in black and red robes, with a handsome and pale face, and his long scarlet hair was tied meticulously. He could vaguely see the purple-black ghost horns hidden on his forehead, obviously not an ordinary person.

"A disciple died."

"He died during the foundation establishment breakthrough." Zhenjun Taiyi sighed.

Tu Shanjun was a little surprised and asked: "The head brother actually cares about a disciple who has completed Qi training?"

It's not that he is ungrateful, but because he has experienced a lot of life and death, and he is more bearish. In addition, he doesn't care about and take care of people, so death or immortality doesn't have much impact on the overall situation.

Because of the different positions, the disciples are far away from him.

This news is like hearing the death of a distant relative who has long been unaware of the blood relationship, and there is no disturbance in my heart.

Of course, it is indeed a pity to die after breaking through the Foundation Establishment.

True Monarch Taiyi didn't argue with Tu Shanjun, nor did he correct Tu Shanjun, but nodded solemnly: "Yes, they are all members of the sect, I care very much."

Tu Shanjun was silent for a long time.

He didn't quite understand the emotion, but he didn't say much about it either.

The devil in the sleeve robe is even more incomprehensible. It was born from a purebred devil who swallowed the monk Yinshen. Since the day it was first born, it has been instinctively plundering, plundering the Yinshen, vitality, and resources to achieve itself.

But now it does not dare to improve its own strength.

Really, Mo Sheng is bleak, and he wants to cry but has no tears.

……

"Senior Brother Fei's cave exploded."

"I know that he failed to break through the foundation establishment."

Disciples in twos and threes gathered in the cave to deal with the funeral of the man.

The moment the cave opened.

A strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of explosion smoke came out, and there seemed to be a faint smell of roasted flesh in the middle. The Qi trainer who entered it first vomited.

Spray the food and drink accumulated in the morning on the ground.

The Foundation Establishment Deacon guarding the door waved his hand, stopped several Qi training Dzogchen disciples who had gathered, and advised: "There is nothing to see, and it will shake your heart to go to the Tao."

Qiu Wandao was also in it.

His cave was so close that such a loud noise woke him up.

He craned his neck to look along the gap.

The inside of the cave was a pool of rotten flesh, only the legs seemed to be intact and kept sitting cross-legged, because the monks had strong vitality, and the ragged organs that were blasted were still slowly wriggling.

The flesh and blood from the explosion spread out on the inner wall of the cave, mixed with scalp and eyeballs...

Nausea, nausea.

Rao is old man Qiu who is used to seeing life and death, and was scared back again and again when he saw Senior Brother Fei's tragic situation. No wonder Senior Brother Zhu Ji stopped them again and again. Sometimes bad things happen.

Return to the cave and open the magic circle.

Looking back on the first half of his life, Qiu Wandao smiled: "60 years..."

He always felt that there was a spirit in his chest that he wanted to express, but he didn't know how to say it, he just felt embarrassed.

Suddenly.

A melodious voice rang in his ears.

"It has been a mess for 60 years, and the east wall has been hit by the west wall. Now that I have packed it up, it is still full of water and sky."

Qiu Wandao's eyes widened sharply, looking around in a panic.

He thought he was hallucinating, but then the voice sounded again: "Maybe you really have the source method, and using the two pills together can give you some hope."

"Thank you senior for your pointer."

……

Zhenjun Taiyi in front of the threshold of the Lingguan Hall gave Tu Shanjun a strange look.

Tu Shanjun looked as usual.

As if nothing happened, he said: "When I was seeking the Tao, I also hoped to meet a senior to give me advice. Later, I also met a few seniors, but they all had different ideas. Later, I became a senior myself."

"Looking back, the old man was actually myself."

"Grandpa?"

"Those great powers in the novels who used to fly to the sky and escaped to the ground died in one day..." Tu Shanjun rarely explained this matter to Zhenjun Taiyi, and described it carefully from the beginning to the end.

After listening to it, Zhenjun Taiyi suddenly realized: "So it is like this."

Then he stared at Tu Shanjun with an even weirder expression and said: "Why do you feel like you want to be my master. I can tell you in advance, brother, I will always be a brother, even if it is you, don't even want to be my master."

Now it's Tu Shanjun's turn to wrinkle his facial features together and take a hissing breath: "This is all a mess."

Thinking of the business, Tu Shanjun asked sternly, "Does the head master know something like ancient characters?" He just came here this time to take care of the disciples who are about to build a foundation. The making of life cards is a delicate job, and there are many things to prepare.

The most important thing is the thing he saw last time, which he still hasn't figured out yet.

"Ancient characters?" Taiyi Zhenjun Xiao was joking.

Tu Shanjun was not stingy, took out a blood jade gourd, opened the gourd and looked inside, and saw the distorted and floating bloody text, the first one was "Yuan Holy Spirit Demon Becomes Immortal Method", and then looked down to the general list, and there are records The spells and supernatural powers that came down.

Since the last time Tu Shanjun tempered the deity's soul banner, he accidentally saw part of the text clearly, and what he saw afterwards was still the same as before.

"Junior brother, don't you know how to drink this gourd?"

"It's no longer needed."

"Ever used?"

"I thought it would be better to use it to hold wine if it is idle, and it would be regarded as waste utilization."

"It's not suitable for drinking. This thing looks similar to the Jade Statue inherited from the sect. Maybe there is a powerful person living in it to pretend to be a grandfather."

Zhenjun Taiyi studied it carefully and said: "As for this writing, could it be the writing of other great realms?"

"Other worlds?"

"In the big world surrounded by barriers, such as the Great Eastern Desolation where we are, and Middle Earth, the distribution of monks is uneven due to the problem of spiritual energy, spiritual veins and resource carrying in various places."

Tu Shanjun nodded in agreement.

Without the fourth-order spiritual veins, it is impossible to support Yuanying Zhenjun, and without the fifth-order spiritual veins, it is impossible to support Huashen Venerable.Unable to continue their practice, they will definitely cross the barrier to a place that can help them practice.

Placement of spiritual veins like Taiyi Zhenjun itself is damaged, and there is not enough land for the spiritual veins to stretch, so artificial land reclamation is needed to create a site sufficient for the stretching of the spiritual veins.

The fourth-order top-grade spiritual veins need 50 miles, and the fifth-order spiritual veins must be increased several times, which has created the current situation of practitioners.

The smaller the place, the less likely the practitioners will be too strong, and the larger the place, the more powerful the practitioners will be.

Taiyi Zhenjun studied it carefully and said: "I don't know the ancient characters on it either." He said and returned the blood jade gourd to Tu Shanjun: "Maybe junior can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find the answer you want."

"Many books in the Sutra Pavilion were brought out from the sect by me. Although they are not many, they also contain a lot of content."

"Actually, I know part of the text."

"Know?" Now it was Zhenjun Taiyi's turn to be surprised.

Others may not understand, but he knows Tu Shanjun's heel.

When he was in Daheishan, he was a Jindan cultivator, and later he broke through to Yuanying. How could such a native 'native' know the characters of other great realms.

"The last time I sacrificed the soul banner..." Tu Shanjun described the situation last time in detail. At that time, he seemed to be affected by this thing, and fantasized that he would become a fairy. It was Taiyi Zhenjun who took out the treasure and melted it into the soul banner to let him wide awake.

True Lord Taiyi pondered for a moment and said: "The honored soul banner fused with the beads to obtain a space, and the junior brother also got a blessing in disguise to make the supernatural powers of the eyes go further, perhaps because the soul banner absorbed part of the characteristics."

"Brother Sect Leader means that." Tu Shanjun exclaimed immediately, "It wasn't the blood jade gourd that affected me, but the soul banner wanted to melt the blood jade gourd at that time, so I didn't understand the words on it until later."

"Very likely." True Monarch Taiyi nodded.

Hearing this, Tu Shanjun's heart was rekindled. If the blood jade gourd hadn't influenced him, then the scripture on becoming an immortal above should be reasonable and can be used as a backup path.

You also have to be wary of whether you will be affected by demons.

It should be noted that this fusion is two-way, if you can't stand it, you will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Mr. Tu Shan pondered, next time he sacrificed the soul banner of the deity, it would be better to take out the blood jade gourd and place it elsewhere, so as not to be affected.

……

Another half month.

"Breakthrough!"

"How many is this?"

"The sixth one." Yu Jianfei's disciple said.

Since the Foundation Establishment Pill was issued a month ago, there has been a sixth Brother Establishment Foundation. Those who were not well-qualified in the outer sect and survived due to their age have also become disciples in the inner sect, which makes them very envious.

The gate of the cave opened slowly.

Qiu Wandao walked out of the smoke and dust, and he finally broke through to the foundation establishment stage.

At that time, I thought Brother Fei's death was a coincidence, but I didn't expect a mysterious person to transmit a sound transmission, and a general outline was handed down, and I had an epiphany on the spot, and I took two foundation building pills and closed the door on 21 days to finally complete the foundation building.

The deacon who had been guarding the foundation for a long time flew over, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Junior Brother."

The congratulations from the other neighbors, brothers and sisters, seemed to have not reached Qiu Wandao's ears, he only heard: "Junior brother, please go to Taiyi Peak Spirit Palace to meet the ancestor."

"Meet the ancestor."

"Does Foundation Establishment have such an honor?"

"Probably because the sect's backbone is weak, perhaps in the future the head of general affairs will pick up some newly promoted juniors." The deacon who established the foundation explained.

"Thank you, brother, for reminding me, I don't know the name of brother?"

"My name is Li Guangcheng."

Qiu Wandao flew all the way through the clouds and fog to the middle of the mountain, and then walked up quickly, until he passed the Lingguan Hall, stood in the lobby of the Linggong Palace, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Inner disciple Qiu Wandao, I pay my respects to the old man. Zu."

Taiyi Zhenjun looked at Qiu Wandao below, slightly nodded and said: "You are willing to worship me as your teacher."

Qiu Wandao immediately widened his eyes and raised his head tremblingly.

Putong knelt on the ground.

"Disciple Qiu Wandao pays respects to Master."

He never thought that he would be able to go to the great sect one day, and he never thought that the ancestor would accept him as a disciple. When he was excited, he felt a deep fear that if the matter about his hidden spirit root caused the ancestor to hate... …

"Master... I... My aptitude..."

"Don't worry, mere hidden spirit roots, as a teacher, there is a secret method that can solve it."

(End of this chapter)