I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 997 Asking God

Hearing Shou He's tone of voice that kept people at a distance, Shou Cheng gave two dry laughs.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Fortunately, the relationship between the two families was not strained, and they did not end up estranged from each other that day.

Most of the time, they don't want to come and others don't want to go either.

Neither family wants to have much to do with the other.

If that happened in the past, Shoucheng would be happy to see it.

However, now that His Majesty has summoned him, he can only come and ask for help.

"My brother is quick to speak, so I should be frank with him."

"Didn't the court hold a meeting a few days ago? They said that with so many foreign gods coming here, they might have something wrong with the world, and they were discussing strategies to deal with it."

Speaking of this, Shou He, who was originally indifferent, did become more interested.

He knew that his half brother was a high-ranking official.

He didn't ask how old he was, and he was too lazy to ask others so as not to annoy them.

If he didn't want to give Canghua a stable home, he wouldn't even have taken the position of Wanning Constable that the old man had found for him.

I guess this younger brother’s manipulation was also involved.

Shou Cheng organized his words and revealed the real purpose of his visit: "I think I need to have a backup plan. I heard that you know some immortal monks. I wonder if you can introduce one or two to me so that my two children can learn some skills from them?"

"two?"

Shou He asked casually.

"One is my son, your nephew, and the other is the child of my best friend."

Shoucheng concealed the child's true identity.

He guessed that His Majesty must want him to conceal his tracks, otherwise he would not have gone this way instead of looking for King Hui.

He felt that the future throne would most likely fall into the hands of this young prince, so it would be better to let his child become the young prince's study companion in advance.

Secondly, it would be good if you could learn some skills from it.

When Shou He heard this, he did not make any guarantees.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Lord Shou is really well-informed. I do know some god-like figures, but I am only an acquaintance. I am not sure whether I can talk to them in front of them."

Hearing Shou He's words, Shou Cheng smiled.

He, as the eldest brother, always underestimates himself.

Your Majesty has entrusted me with this, probably because you have found out something.

Although the Xishan Temple belongs to King Hui, it actually belongs to that god-like figure.

The other party not only allowed Shou He to enter and leave freely, but also allowed him to bring his family with him.

Is Shou He an ordinary person?

"How about this, I'll go back and ask the old immortal to see what he means, and then give you an answer, okay?"

"it is good."

Shoucheng was overjoyed and nodded quickly.

That’s about it, we’ve almost reached this point.

What he feared most was that this strange elder brother would ignore their friendship and refuse her outright.

Now it seems that Shou He is still loyal and righteous, and perhaps he doesn't want to owe them any favors. After all, the Shou family has indeed contributed to Shou He's position.

Shou Cheng was indeed very excited, but Shou He had some doubts in his heart.

The old immortal did not hide it from him, that holding the Soul-Respecting Banner meant that the soul would return to the banner after death and would never be able to reincarnate.

However, he, who should have died, was saved by the old immortal and no longer cared about what his afterlife would be like.

People live this life.

If you can't understand how to live your life in this life, then putting all your hopes on the next life, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

Therefore, although he seems to be the master of the banner, in fact he does not have the same closeness to the Zunhun Banner as the master of weapons has to weapons. Instead, the old immortal is busy with the immortal's own things, and he is also busy with his own things.

The two of them had their lives tied to them...

No.

There is nothing unusual except that one's life is tied to the Zunhun Banner.

Perhaps this is the real reason for this sense of alienation.

As for why this happened, Shou He saw it very clearly.

Cultivation.

In other words, strength.

He was too weak, so weak that he was unable to activate the power of the Soul Honoring Banner.

If he is strong enough, with a banner in his hand, he will not care whether the sky changes or collapses, he is willing to be the tall one, holding up the falling sky.

But he is not.

The inequality in strength leads to the inequality in real status.

Even though the old immortal would not look down on him, he would not treat him as an ant.

But he was very anxious in his heart.

There are many things he simply cannot get involved in, and even knowing about them is a disaster.

"Immortal magic..."

Shou He raised his head and murmured.

This half brother provided him with a reference.

Perhaps as long as you take the old immortal as your teacher, you can learn the immortal skills.

He thought he had good talent and if he had some magical powers, he should be able to make rapid progress.

……

Tu Shanjun was worried about this matter.

He had read hundreds of thousands of martial arts articles and was familiar with the skills of various schools. However, with his great sagehood and bird's-eye view, he still could not open up a second path for martial arts.

Believe what Yan Tianjun said, "It's not martial arts."

I also think that this is the blood path of the immortal path.

But he felt something was not right.

  If this is not martial arts, then what is martial arts?

Without the source to support it, martial arts simply do not exist.

Just like the path to immortality, one must first refine essence and transform it into energy.

  What is essence?

Jinye!

That little spot under the tongue.

Only by swallowing and refining it can one cultivate a trace of magical power, and then slowly grow stronger.

Life is finite but the treasure is infinite, which is the real treasure of the cultivator. Even if there is no spiritual vein and spiritual energy to support, you can still rely on a little to keep your body.

Where is Wu?

He originally felt that his qi and blood were not good.

Later he realized that Qi and blood were the best origins.

The bone marrow produces blood, which is inexhaustible.

Qi and blood martial arts is indeed a martial art.

The person who created this Taoist method is definitely a rare talent.

However, martial arts can only be cultivated to the peak of the first step.

Tu Shanjun guessed that either the cultivator who created the Dao no longer extended it, or even the cultivator who created the Dao did not know how to let the warriors of Qi and Blood Martial Arts take the second step.

It is very easy for a warrior to take the second step. He just needs to transform his qi and blood into magic power, condense the golden elixir and then form an infant.

That’s not martial arts.

Ask him to write a Taoist book on magic and Tushan Jun will be able to capture him easily.

But he had no idea how to innovate the Tao.

This is not yet a creation, but it is built on a foundation laid by someone else.

I think there is a huge gap between him and the monk who created martial arts.

You cannot build a house on the foundation laid by the other party.

A long sigh.

He stood up and walked around the courtyard, thinking about how to complete his martial arts.

"Completion?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes lit up.

Yes.

Martial arts refine the blood and body, apart from those magical things, the most basic thing is to strengthen the body. If the body is not strong enough, it will not be able to supply the flow of qi and blood.

Ordinary people have mortal bodies, and if they want to strengthen their bodies, they should cleanse their meridians and marrow to tap the deepest potential of their bodies.

The way of the sage contains the vastness of heaven and earth.

Why not regard the natural body as a small world? What martial arts should do is to explore this small world and expand it until it is fully manifested.

This world needs a god to control it, or in other words, to imitate the ancient gods and the monks' Dharma images to cultivate a "divine fetus" for warriors.

Tu Shanjun pondered again.

The viewpoint is correct and the direction is also good, it can be used as a reference.

But if they are so similar, isn’t this just another version of the immortal way?

He immediately shook his head and denied this way of practice.

At this moment he couldn't help but admire the ancestors of the immortal way, who had perfected the immortal way to perfection, with only the "true immortal" missing.

"No, no, I still haven't gotten out of the immortal path."

Tushan Jun's murmurs were heard by the Heavenly King who was dozing on the rattan chair.

He immediately took away the palm-leaf fan that was covering his face.

Yawning, he said, "The great ways of the world all lead to the same destination. At this point, what matters is not the miraculous techniques and magical powers, but the understanding of the Tao. No matter which Tao it is, it is the same."

"What the Lord of Heaven means is that the beginning and the process... are different, but the final path is the same..."

"That's right." Yan Tianjun turned over.

As an old and experienced ancient god, he has seen all kinds of strange things.

“There are countless people who want to create a path and become a master.

"After so many years of ups and downs, only time can give the answer, which way is the closest to the Tao."

The Ghost Sage groaned: "Practice makes perfect."

Yan Tianjun suddenly sat up.

The Ghost Saint looked over in surprise.

I only heard the Heavenly Lord say, "Someone is worshipping at the door."

……

When Shou He rushed back to the temple, he saw a skinny woman in tattered clothes kneeling on the ground.

"Who are you?"

Shou He looked at the woman in confusion.

The woman looked at the big man who was asking the question along her dry hair.

The big man was wearing an official uniform and carrying a huge weapon on his back. He exuded a fierce and murderous aura, which frightened the woman so much that she stuttered and lowered her voice.

"Please, God, save my child. He is dying of illness."

Shou He was extremely surprised.

They have heard a lot about ghosts and gods, and there are many temples in places that are forbidden to gods, but most of them are places to make money and there is nothing magical about them.

For warriors, they trust the weapons in their hands more.

Xishan Temple looks like a temple, but it is actually a huge garden.

Ordinary people would not regard it as a place to worship gods, but would think it was built by some noble person or royal relative for entertainment.

It just so happened that King Hui had endorsed it, so no one should have come.

"Who told you there is a god here?"

The woman said truthfully: "He is a Taoist priest who tells fortunes."

Upon hearing this, Shou He frowned, touched the silver bag in his arms, took it out and said, "Your child is sick, you should go to the clinic first instead of looking for ghosts and gods. Isn't your behavior delaying the child's treatment?"

As he said this, he untied the bag and took out ten taels of silver.

"Invite her in."

The ethereal voice fell into Shou He's ears.

Shou He immediately recognized whose voice it was.

"How much silver do you have to save him? Since this person is sincere in worshipping the gods, the ancient gods should be able to save him."

Tu Shanjun was also thinking about Shou He's birthday. If he had to give silver to every person who came, then if a hundred or a thousand people came... how much silver would he need to get the job done?

Since the other party has come to us, let Tianjun take action.

The woman did not ask for money and kept saying that the clinic could not cure her.

"Let's go."

"The Lord of Heaven allows you to enter the temple and pay your respects."

Shou He did not do anything bad. He opened the temple gate and led the woman into the main hall.