I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 969 Overhaul

Yang Wu looked at his body in astonishment.

He didn't feel any discomfort.

I felt more relaxed after the spirit disappeared.

It was as if he had finally gained complete control of his own body.

The mysterious skills are at their peak and the magic power is surging.

The only thing that can be used to scan the world is missing.

However, similar magical effects can be simulated to a certain extent using mana.

Even if Luo Tianfeng was hidden, the former Yang Wu could still feel him. It was actually an indescribable burden. Now his foster father Luo Tianfeng in the sea of ​​consciousness had disappeared just like his soul.

call.

Yang Wu let out a breath.

He had no idea what was happening. He only saw a three-foot-long blood jade gourd spinning in front of him.

He reached out to take the blood jade gourd and the soul flag that resided in the gourd.

However, what shocked Yang Wu was that although his body as a Saint King possessed unparalleled strength, he could not even get close to the gourd.

There was always an invisible wall between his palm and the gourd. No matter how hard he tried to mobilize his magic power, he could not break through it, even if he used his supernatural powers.

  boom!

The blood jade gourd tore through the void and fell into it.

Yang Wu watched everything that happened, and he could do nothing to stop it.

At this moment, he finally understood the bitter and hoarse smile that the adult had just said.

At first he simply couldn't understand.

Now he understood.

Why is the laughter of someone as powerful as Tu Shanjun also filled with helplessness?

He knew it thoroughly.

Even with great strength, he still cannot catch a small gourd or hold the banner.

Just as the adults said.

It's time for him to go.

This journey was not as dangerous and desperate as he had imagined, nor was there any stubbornness to fight to the end without dying, but it made a grown boy feel frustrated.

The top competition in this world is invisible.

Just like the seasons change from spring to autumn, I don’t know when I will grow old.

This kind of competition is also the most dangerous. You will disappear in an instant, as if you have never come to this world.

However, he was not even qualified to participate in the competition.

Yang Wu did not laugh as loudly as Tu Shanjun.

He couldn't laugh.

All he could feel was an endless tremor.

"I'll go."

"I'll go back."

"It's time for me to go back."

Yang Wu murmured softly.

My eyes were covered with a mist.

Like an abandoned child turning away silently.

He was indeed still a child, only in his twenties at most. Compared with those old monsters, he was like a newborn baby.

He was unfortunate. His head was chopped off by a demon-slaying sword when he was in his teens.

He was also lucky. He had the cultivation of a Saint King in his twenties and possessed the strength to control his own destiny. He could also use this power to protect those he wanted to protect.

Yang Wu stepped into empty air.

Leaving behind a lonely back.

The new city lord looked at the figure who was leaving alone, fear in his eyes.

Just now, he suddenly remembered.

I remembered where I had seen that person.

And why did I receive the letter from the ancestor?

It turned out that the underground ruins of Yangcheng that he was guarding had already been opened quietly.

……

"he's gone."

for a long time.

After being silent for a long time, Venerable Jifeng spoke slowly with a hint of melancholy.

After this separation, we may never have the chance to meet again. That person is the great demon of the abyss. He jumped out of the abyss and came to the mortal world. He is like a dragon, with no where to be found. But he is a ruthless character who stirs up the world.

They are no longer people of the same world.

Feng Chengyin lowered his head and said nothing.

Perhaps only I know the pain in my heart. The little demon who was once inferior to me has now become a giant.

The terrifying pressure was like the sky falling.

He didn't know what Tushan Jun's current strength was, but he was probably stronger than Senior Yunyan. He recalled the scene in the underground palace at that time, when the young man standing in front of the door imprisoned the entire world and then spoke.

Feng Chengyin let out a long sigh.

"He really was in Xiaolingzhou back then..."

"Shhh."

Venerable Jifeng made a gesture to keep quiet, shook his head and said, "We don't know him, and we haven't seen him since then."

"why?"

"You don't know what he did in the Eastern Wilderness." Venerable Jifeng didn't want to believe it, but he did hear the legend about Tushan Jun in the ancient city.

It was not until then that he knew the identity of Tushan Jun. It turned out that this person was not a cultivator at all.

No wonder so many people are related to him.

"He's gone." Feng Chengyin repeated.

"It's good to go."

"Don't come back if you leave." Venerable Jifeng nodded slightly.

It’s better for such a peerless demon king to exist in the story!

"He will come back."

The seal seemed to be firm and resolute.

……

"Will you go back?" Tu Shanjun didn't know.

Maybe he will never return to the Small Wilderness in his life, just like this time, he did not return to the Small Lingzhou.

Tushan Jun, who was inside the Soul Banner, could only see the scene around the banner. What came into view was the upper and lower world as smooth as jade, with huge and complex long characters engraved on them.

It looked like a Taoist scripture that had been engraved on a blood jade gourd a long time ago, similar to the gourd in his hand.

Thinking of this, Tu Shanjun tapped his forehead and took out another blood jade gourd.

Shake.

Sighing slightly, only a little light remained of the means given by the ancestors in the past.

I guess it can only be kept as a thought but cannot protect him.

Within the banner, Tushanjun is omnipotent.

But it is only limited to the flag.

Without the banner master in charge, he would completely lose the means of moving around in the outside world.

This time he shook the gourd given by Yuan Sheng Sheng Mo and performed the "Death Endurance Technique" to allow Yang Wu to retain his consciousness in his body. This was originally tacitly approved by Yuan Sheng Sheng Mo.

Perhaps, he had already anticipated that Tushan Jun would do this, so he engraved the spell in advance.

I just don't know the difference between the demonic death-killing technique performed by the Blood Jade Gourd and the one performed by Tu Shanjun himself.

This technique is extremely powerful, and the effects are different when performed by different people.

When Tu Shanjun casts it on himself, the effect is one, and when he casts it on others, the effect is another.

However, no matter how things change, the essence remains the same.

It all comes down to retaining the dead and preserving their memories and emotions.

It can be said to be going against the will of heaven.

Tushan Jun probably didn't understand the principle behind it.

That's because he came from another world and his study of the human body was no longer metaphysical.

Anatomical analysis is even more basic.

This gave us a certain understanding of the brain.

However, the laws of life and death in the two worlds are different, and the term brain death does not exist in the world of cultivation.

Memories and emotions are stored in the soul.

Once the soul leaves the body, the physical body will most likely experience symptoms such as memory loss and emotional confusion.

Without a soul, it is impossible to embark on the path of cultivation.

A body without a soul will turn into a zombie.

Zombies can become spirits.

But the moment the zombie stands up, he is no longer the same person he used to be. His memories of the past are vague, and he will not be able to naturally integrate into his previous social relationships.

The death-killing technique performed by Tu Shanjun will be on the verge of demonization in the later stages.

Maybe it would be different if it was performed by the Blood Jade Gourd.

But no matter what, Yang Wu was completely freed.

He was originally dead, and it was Tushan Jun who saved his life by using his blood.

However, he could not truly reverse the yin and yang. Although his soul had entered the flag, he was still alive and could return to the Asura clan, that is, to his sister.

"I'll study it out."

Tu Shanjun said calmly.

A pair of immortal eyes are bright and sharp.

Since the spirit demon death-killing technique can keep people alive, one day he will eliminate the influence of demonization, completely locking up their consciousness and emotions, turning them into another kind of immortal "zombie".

This is ultimately an evil path, and the right way is still to become the leader of the world.

Completely comprehend yin and yang, life and death, and thus reverse them.

Compared to becoming an immortal, reversing life and death is more feasible.

Tushan Jun did not place all his hopes on becoming an immortal.

No one can clearly explain what immortals are.

Just talk about five steps to becoming an immortal.

  But there are no immortals in the world.

Although he is not an immortal, he has real supernatural powers.

For example, the Holy Spirit of Yuan Sheng brought Master Ji Feng back to life.

He saw the hope of life in the great master.

"If I can break through to the Daojun level, there is only one step left." Tu Shanjun suppressed the excitement in his heart.

The more this happens, the more we need to be patient.

The calamity of the Tao Lord is probably more terrifying than the calamity of the Saint. What's more, his Tao has not been extended, and he still needs the Banner Master who can help him extend the Tao.

Today, Tushan Jun no longer has any deep obsession with who will control the soul flag.

As long as he is not a demon that brings disaster to the world.

Death is actually a very common thing in the spiritual world.

If a person could survive after going through countless hardships and difficulties, he would have become a high-level cultivator long ago.

Even high-level cultivators may not survive, as each level has its own struggles. After crossing this level, there will be the next one. Either you keep crossing it, or you will die on the road.

Very few people who embark on this path have a happy ending.

What is a good death?

Old Monster Jing once said: In the eyes of the world, a good death is a happy death of old age, but in my opinion, death of old age itself is a kind of misfortune, which means that the potential of the cultivator has been exhausted and there is no other way except waiting to die. I would rather die on the road, so as not to lose the true qualities of a cultivator.

'Don't leave any regrets!'

Just like Wen Peng.

In such a critical situation, he did not choose to sit and die in his family, but stood up to look for an opportunity.

In fact, even if the family members don’t say anything, there must be younger generations or others who are muttering about the selfishness of the ancestor Wen Peng.

He selfishly took away all his skills and cultivation, and buried them on an unknown road, and was unwilling to share them with everyone and make one last contribution to the clan.

Wen Peng left anyway.

  Isn't he worried about the clan?

Don’t you know that once you leave, you may never come back?

He was worried and knew it completely.

But he still left.

When he left, he said: "Don't collect my body for later generations, step on my bones and keep moving forward!"

In the forbidden area of ​​​​the treasure house.

The old king also said: "For monks like us, the only thing we can do is move forward!"

What exactly is a good death?

Tu Shanjun once thought that living a happy life was a good ending.

But at that time he was a time traveler and still retained his previous understanding of the original world. He thought that life was only a few decades long and that it would be a good ending if he could just pass through it peacefully.

but.

  Thousand years!

He was no longer the trembling time traveler, but the immortal demon lord revered as the Great Sage.

So what is a good ending?

What should be a good death for a monk?

"What, it's my happy ending again?"

Tushan Jun looked out at the great city of Xuantian in the distance and the tens of millions of Yin gods in the city.

What is their good ending?

What kind of ending should be worthy of all the hardships, separations and deaths along the way?

Tu Shanjun turned around.

Said calmly: "I don't need a good death!"