I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 583 Teaching the Fa
is the day.

Clear sky.

The thick fog of the Youhun Sea has faded away, leaving only a thin layer.

Since the last time they came back from the whirlpool gate, Tu Shanjun and Taiyi went to deal with it, using formations to close the whirlpool.

He found six evil spirit whirlpools hidden in the deep sea one after another, and sealed them together with formations to completely prevent the evil spirit from gushing out.In the future, as long as the accumulated evil spirit is taken away regularly, it will not have any impact on the ghost sea.

The peak.

Hall of great instruments.

The barefoot Zhenjun Taiyi put down the white silk, wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, turned his head to look at Tu Shanjun not far away, and said with a smile.

"How does Junior Brother see this puppet?"

Look up and down.

He exclaimed in admiration: "The master's refining technique has improved again!"

A divine light flashed in his eyes, and he observed carefully.

This puppet is only four feet long and shaped like a ghost.

Most of the materials were disassembled from Tu Tiger.

His body can be recovered by using the evil spirit, and he is the ghost king in the late Yuanying period. Whether it is scale armor or horniness, it is a good material for refining weapons.

The evil ghost puppet did not place ordinary spirit stones to drive it.

To drive this puppet, the internal combustion alchemy furnace must at least be at the peak of the golden core, and the spirit stones used cannot be stretched.

Pulling out the impatient devil from the sleeve robe, Tu Shanjun said indifferently: "Look at it, is there anything wrong with the body puppet that the master made for you?"

The demon who had been excited for a long time turned into a puff of black mist and merged into the puppet.

With the scarlet eyes lighting up, the puppet's body was covered with black inspiration and assimilated into something like flesh and blood.

The devil couldn't wait to get used to his new body.

It has made great contributions to the sect, and finally eats the cake painted by the old devil. It is even more ecstatic to have a physical body, and it is worthwhile to drive away those forces that occupy Qianyuan.

In fact, Mr. Tu Shan had tried it when he asked Zhenjun Taiyi to make the puppet.

Could it be possible to use the puppet's internal combustion alchemy furnace to complete the conversion of mana, and let Zhenjun Taiyi make an external dantian to store mana, so that Mr. Tushan doesn't have to worry about not having enough mana.

All failed.

The internal combustion furnace can transform the mana that drives the puppet, but it cannot be used by the soul banner.

The mana is a part of the evil spirit to the soul banner itself, unless the mana master is a living creature like the banner owner, all of it will be absorbed by the respected soul banner as evil spirit, and it cannot be used as a means to urge the soul banner.

After so many years of experimentation, Tu Shanjun actually has no hope for free movement.Respecting the soul banner is too domineering, spiritual energy, magic power, vow power, blood energy, the breath of the seven emotions and six desires... etc., are all a kind of evil spirit for the soul banner, but the division is more detailed.

It also led to the use of the mana transformed by the internal combustion alchemy furnace to turn into evil spirits and supplement it to the soul banner.

The devil plugged into the inner furnace of the puppet, and it found that it could use its own mana to move the body, and it could also use the spirit stone to transform the mana to move the body.

What surprised him even more was that this puppet was very powerful. He looked at the top corner of the old devil and the blue-gray palm, and then turned his eyes to the unknown black-red scale armor inside the thousand-year-old tree heart bracket.

In terms of the strength of the body alone, it is estimated that it can catch up with the monks who specialize in body training, and it even has the qualification to wrestle with the monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

In this way, it can have double insurance.

As long as there is no shortage of spirit stones, there is no need to worry about not having enough mana, but it is a monster and has no property of its own.

Even it itself is the private property of Mr. Tu Shan, so how can it have any family property to provide it with a puppet.

Tu Shanjun patted the devil's head, and said with a smile: "If you want to go through the catastrophe and become a Nascent Soul cultivator, I will entrust the master to build your body and pave the way for you. Don't let me down."

"The little one swears allegiance to the master to the death."

The devil knelt on the ground like a kowtow.

"Work hard, I won't treat you badly."

"Go."

The demon head, who had been pardoned, got up and left Qifeng to go to Houshan Spiritual Land.

This place has long been made into a forbidden place by Mr. Tu Shan, who used formations to gather the evil spirits from all directions one after another. One of the peaks in the future mountain is the main one, creating a place suitable for the birth and cultivation of ghosts and monsters, and this is used as a supplement for the soul banner soldiers.

There is a thatched hut on the top of Ghost Peak in Houshan.

A gloomy-looking child stood on a platform not far away, quietly waiting for something.

Shure.

The iron-backed silver ray more than three feet apart broke through the clouds and appeared on the round platform of Ghost Peak.

The boy skillfully climbed onto the broad back of the ray.

Ray took the young man out of the ghost peak to the teaching hall of Zuofeng.

"Brother Wu came very early today."

The disciple in the hall who was dressed in the white robe of Taiyi Sect cupped his hands to greet the gloomy boy. The gloomy boy just nodded and then sat down in his seat silently. He obviously seemed quite withdrawn and didn't like socializing very much.

"Brother Yu."

"Here, here!" Compared to Wu Daoxian's appearance, the appearance of another boy aroused cheers from the crowd.

In the past three years, Yulong has grown to more than five feet in size through the nourishment of the sect and the growth of his own cultivation, and his appearance is not to mention, handsome and handsome.

Coupled with his cheerful and forthright personality, he won the favor of his fellow juniors and sisters.

"Why did so many brothers from the same school come to today's preaching class?"

"You see, isn't that Senior Sister Shui Lian?"

"Senior brother Yuchi is here too!"

"That's Brother Tang."

"..."

"Hey, today's speaker is different from other deacons. He is said to be a direct disciple of the ancestor of the sect master. The aptitude and strength of Tianlinggen have reached the terrifying late stage of foundation establishment. It may not be long before he can become a deacon. Elder Jiedan has become a direct disciple of our Taiyi Sect."

"True disciples, do you know?"

"Then how could you not know it? There is no such thing as disciples of handymen in the sect. The handymen select warriors among ordinary people, and the disciples are divided into three levels, outer sect, inner sect, and true biography..."

"That one is Tian Linggen, isn't he the same as Brother Wu?"

The people who were discussing in low voices couldn't help but look at Wu Daoxian who was sitting in their seats.

Wu Daoxian is also a heavenly spirit root, and they were all shocked when the test came out, but three years later, Wu Daoxian only practiced the second level of qi.

You must know that Senior Brother Yu, who was cheered just now, is at the fifth level of Qi training, but one has Tianlinggen and the other has Shuanglinggen, so there should be no comparison.

Wu Daoxian listened to everyone's discussion and just ignored it.

He has an absolute yin body and a heavenly water spiritual root. The balance of yin and yang in his body is extremely extreme. If he doesn't practice, he can live to be 20 years old. Once he starts to practice, the higher the cultivation level, the faster he will die.

In order to make up for this physique, he practiced the Taiyi Yangsheng Gold Seal, and the progress of his practice was slow.

The ancestor in the door took pity on him, and built a thatched hut in the eye of the cathode yang array on the ghost peak in the back mountain for him to suppress his own yin and spirit, so that he could gradually cultivate his body after recuperating.

"When my yin and yang are balanced, my cultivation will be improved by leaps and bounds!"

Wu Daoxian secretly clenched his fists.

His cultivation was often discussed by his peers, and his name as a senior brother was indeed not worthy of his name, but Yu Long was more like the senior senior brother of this year.

Since there are fewer people in the Taiyi Sect, and the inner and outer sects are not so clear, most of the time they have classes together, that is, the salary is different, and those with good spiritual roots can receive more resources.

The foundation-building cultivator with white beard and hair stepped into the teaching hall.

The little dolls from the inner and outer sects immediately sat down safely, stopped playing and talking, and looked at the gentleman who was walking on the lecture platform with curious eyes.

The disciples looked different.

Surprised, surprised, doubted...

The man in front of him seemed to be no different from the old man at the entrance of the village. He was full of travel and dust, and he didn't look like a high-level cultivator at all. If he really had to use a metaphor, he looked like an old cultivator who was busy making ends meet.

Unlike other Mr. Zhuji, some are young, some are beautiful, some are majestic, some are handsome, some are personable, some are heroic...

"It's no different, it's not like a true disciple at all."

"Is this really the disciple of the Patriarch?"

"Shh."

Qiu Wandao's eyes swept across the group of young people, his eyes stayed at the higher level of cultivation, and then stayed on Wu Daoxian for a moment, then turned to look at each young man.

These are the new forces of the sect, they are uneven and different from the previous batch, which was put together improvised.

Qiu Wandao didn't say anything, but let out a breath.

Imposing.

The cultivation base of the Taiyi Jinhua Sutra made him look like an immortal overlooking the world.

"In the past 60 years, it has been a mess, and the east wall has hit the west wall."

"In 60 years, my cultivation has only reached the middle stage of Qi training."

"Suddenly one day, the ancestor's ship arrived at the big island of Yunfu. I was lucky enough to board the giant ship and rise with the wind. With the help of the sect's spiritual veins, I reached the final stage and reached the peak. Fortunately, the sect established the foundation pill. On that day, The senior brother in the cave next to me started building the foundation a few days earlier than me, but he failed, and his flesh and blood exploded into the entire cave."

"..."

Qiu Wandao didn't talk about the way of practice, but first told about his own life, not even omitting the poverty of the first half of his life. Sometimes he couldn't even eat, and there were only two and a half spirit stones left in his pocket. Maybe he could become the leader of the secular dynasty. Consecrated to enjoy the so-called glory and wealth, but he can't take off this robe.

The expression of the young man in the sect changed again.

They seemed overwhelmed by Qiu Wandao's experience.

More is doubt.

"Sir, you are a heavenly spirit root."

"How could it take 60 years to reach the middle stage of Qi training?"

Qiu Wandao replied: "The root of the heavenly spirit must be strong, but the root of the four spirits must be weak?"

"Aptitude is important, but the most important thing is your own heart, whether you have the heart of Taoism, whether you work hard, whether you can seize opportunities, and ride the wind with your sword."

"After the benefits brought by qualifications, can we continue to move forward firmly?"

"I am the root of the hidden spirit, the root of the hidden spirit..."

"..."

Qiu Wandao's sermon aroused the blood of all the teenagers from the inner and outer sects, wishing that he would be his future self, once he became the true heir of the sect, and set foot on the road of longevity.

……

Xu Zhao looked at the deacon who established the foundation, frowned and asked, "What's the matter with the Wu family?"

Meng Gu said: "The Wu family wants to take Wu Daoxian away."

"They said that the child has been sent to the second level of Qi training for three years, and it can't meet the expectations of Tianlinggen at all. They want to pick up the child and send it to a bigger sect in the Eastern Wasteland to see if it can solve the child's extreme Yin. At least not to waste the child's talent in cultivation."

Xu Zhao was furious.

There is a problem with Wu Daoxian's qualifications. Their Wu family visited so many houses before sending them here. Now the ancestor personally suppressed Yin Qi for him. It is also an extremely yang place created by the elder Taishang himself. It has greatly eased the balance of yin and yang in the body, and it is possible to start practicing even without continuing to recuperate.

That is to say, the life span of practice is not as long as that of ordinary monks, but for Tianlinggen, there is not much difference between 80 years and 40 years, as long as it is not a short ten years.

Now that everything has been paved, their Wu family said they would pick up the child.

Isn't this playing tricks on Taiyizong!
(End of this chapter)