I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 58 Reflection (Add more rewards for '(_Young Master Just')
Wen Yue was still lying on the bed, but changed places.

Moved from the hut in the backyard to the former courtyard.

The maids and servants are still there.

His leg was injured by sneakiness, and the only way to heal it is through time.

Although I have asked the Immortal Master of Enshrining Lou, but they are not good at curing diseases and saving lives, so it's over.

Pushing the door open, Chu Jiu called softly: "Young Master."

Wen Yue looked up and saw Chu Jiu, and at the same time saw the stone pillar.

The stone pillar is indeed as its name suggests, tall and tall, like a pillar.

Another Embroidered Clothes Guard, trained his muscles, bones and skin outside. Although he was severely injured by Zhou Liang's slap, he was able to walk freely after only half a day of recuperation.

This should be the second time he saw Wen Yue. After all, seeing such a big man, even if he was full of anger, he would inevitably feel frightened.

This is the tension and fear brought about by suddenly communicating across classes.

Wen Yue asked: "You are the one next to Xiang Baihu, is there any difficulty?"

"I didn't expect the son to remember the villain."

Shi Zhu suddenly understood why Xiang Hu not only didn't resent the prince, but left behind secret letters and treasures.

Even though he had only met once, such a big man remembered him, and instead of blaming him for being angry, he asked him what difficulties he had.

Such a person is worth working for and makes people want to work hard for it.

"This is the secret letter and... things that the villain from Baihu asked you to give you." Shizhu gritted his teeth, tore open the inner lining, and took out the secret letter sewn in. Wrapped finger-length small objects.

Wen Yue was slightly stunned, his expression suddenly fell, and then his voice became slightly high-pitched: "Xiang Baihu?"

He got up from the couch, but missed, fell to the ground, and struggled to get up regardless of his embarrassment.

Chujiu was in a hurry, exclaimed, and hurried to help.

Shi Zhu couldn't help being moved, he took two steps forward, and handed the secret letter and things to Wen Yue.

Wen Yue quickly opened the letter.

"Your Majesty, see the words as you see them."

When I read this letter, I should have passed away.

This thing is miraculous, named 'Ghost Face God Banner'.

You can get 'black pills' by feeding with inner qi. I used black pills to enter visceral refinement and enter innate.

The day after tomorrow, return to the innate nature, open the key points of the whole body, turn all the energy in the body into mana, and become an immortal master.

Swallowing Danzhu requires...

The ghost-faced god banner hosts a ghost and god, and when the inner energy is sufficient, he will fall asleep in the middle of the night and teach the immortal skills.

With this treasure, the son can become a fairy teacher and heal leg diseases.

Repay all the old kindness.

Xiang Hu's last pen.

Wen Yue stared at the letter in a daze, and at some point, the water droplets fell on the letter and woke him up.

"That little kindness, why do you need to repay it with your life!"

The hand holding the letter trembled.

Wen Yue didn't even expect that Xiang Shizhu brought such a magical treasure to the old man.

As for why not bring it in person.

How could Xiang Baihu not know that this is the treasure of the immortal master, if he brought it that day, the immortal masters in the worship building would definitely not let it go.

This strategy was used out of desperation.

Seeing the crown prince bursting into tears, it didn't seem to be a lie, Shi Zhu felt a lot of depression in his heart, and said, "Sir, I want to take the dead bodies of Baihu."

"No, I want to give a lavish burial to Baihu."

Shi Zhu looked resolute: "My son, I must take the corpse of the boss away today."

"Not negotiable?"

Shi Zhu shook his head and remained silent.

"I can give you all the glory and wealth, so you must go?" Wen Yue stared at the stone pillar and said softly.

With the legacy of Xiang Baihu, Shizhu will be like a fish in water with him, even if he doesn't do anything, he can still occupy a high position in the future and become the big man Shizhu once aspired to be.

Wen Yue is also very sincere and does not lie.

"You, hate me?" After pondering for a long time, he asked.

"The villain doesn't dare. The villain enters the beam to eat the riches and honors of the world. I'm afraid that Boss Xiang won't be used to enjoying the golden nanmu, and he will inevitably blame me."

Wen Yue opened his mouth, closed his eyes slightly, and let out a long sigh: "That's all, that's all."

He untied the jade pendant around his waist and handed it over: "If you have any troubles, you can come to Liangdu and find me. If you blame me, pawn the jade pendant and earn some money."

"Thank you, my son, for your high righteousness." Shi Zhu took the jade pendant, turned and left.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he took the stone pillars to the mourning hall, and the old man's body was parked in the coffin.

Xiang Hu's expression was serene, his face was ruddy, he didn't seem to be dead, but he seemed to be asleep.

See you for the last time.

Close the coffin.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, the messengers prepared the bullock cart.

Shi Zhu drove straight to the city gate of Liangdu with the coffin where the corpse was placed.

At dusk that day, the light of Xiset was bright red.

It was not until the ninth day of the ninth day that the ox cart was no longer seen again that he returned to the Hou Mansion.

Wen Yue asked melancholy: "He left?"

"Yes, son, he left without looking back."

It was right to go, because even he wanted to go.

Power kills people invisible, and if something goes wrong, you will be squeezed out by the powerful and powerful around you. Even people of your own clan can hardly believe it.The houses fought openly and secretly, killing without blood.

It all started with his broken leg.

As a result, those followers who followed him suffered accordingly.

After all, it was because of his lack of strength.

Wen Yue held the soul banner in his hand, and stared at the soul banner with a solemn expression.

"Can it really be cured?"

Wen Yue's strength is not bad, thanks to the solid foundation laid down by eating well since childhood, and the careful teaching of martial arts teachers, he has become a second-rate master in the Jianghu before he was [-] years old.

In the bone forging realm, it is also a leader.

If it weren't for his confidence in his own strength, he wouldn't have taken action against Gui Chong in that situation.

In terms of foundation and depth of qi and blood, Wen Yue is far better than old man Xiang.

And now is the time when he is young, full of vitality and blood, but there is no sign of decay or decline.

Whether it is true or not, and whether it can cure leg diseases, you will know by trying it.

With a nervous mood, Wen Yue poured his inner energy into the soul banner.

There was no sign of opening the soul flag.

Wen Yue continued to convey the internal energy.

For a quarter of an hour, Wen Yue, who was already pale, was completely pale now.

Lips are blue.

Sweat gushed out of his forehead suddenly.

"Not enough internal energy?"

"Or, is it fake?" Wen Yue panicked.

If there is no response for a while, you can continue to wait, but in the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passes, and the treasure in your hand does not move at all, which makes people doubt the authenticity.

Wen Yue suddenly felt lonely and hopeless.

That's right, how could a leg disease that even an immortal master couldn't cure could be cured by an unknown treasure.

Maybe the use of treasures also needs to be divided into people.

And he is not that predestined person.

Wen Yue smiled wryly, didn't say anything, let alone shouted hysterically, just like it should be.

However, just when Wen Yue was disheartened.

The Soul Venerable Banner suddenly opened.

A black bead the size of a black egg fell out of the streamer.

Mr. Tu Shan didn't know Wen Yue's sentimentality.

He was just thinking about whether he had allowed the master to develop freely.

As a result, none of them really embarked on the path of cultivation, and they were all burdened by the secular world.

Don't look at them as Qi practitioners, their hearts are still the ordinary hearts they used to be, and their pursuit of immortals is not as strong as Tu Shanjun himself.

Taking a general look at it, among the previous flag masters, Zhao Shixian turned out to be the one who seeks the Tao the most.

But Zhao Shixian, a demon cultivator, must die, and Mr. Tu Shan can never keep him.

So while waiting, he absorbed more inner energy with mana nature, just in time to try to fall asleep as soon as possible.

As for why he didn't hand over the soul banner to other Qi practitioners, this was a decision Tu Shanjun had made long ago.

Hou Boxu is certainly worthy of respect, but if he meets such a monk, will he still have a bright future?

Tu Shanjun appreciates and respects such a person very much, but now that he thinks about it, he is also afraid of meeting such a person.

If you encounter it, you may be destroyed by someone.

This situation has to be guarded against.

So Mr. Tu Shan would rather spend a longer time in the world of mortals than fall into the hands of other monks.

The casual cultivators in the Enshrinement Building are even more slippery veterans. Mr. Tu Shan really doesn't want to fight wits and courage with the banner master when he is practicing with all his strength.

Just like Zhou Liang, that person's cultivation is not as good as his, otherwise the two sides will really have to fight.

Therefore, the banner master still has to cultivate it by himself before he can rest assured.

It's better to start from scratch than to be shady.

(End of this chapter)