I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

[Ask Soul: Extract the techniques and skills of ghosts and ghosts to form seeds]

When Zhao Shixian was captured in Soul Banner, Tu Shanjun thought that Zhao Shixian would struggle and resist.

Unexpectedly, the ghost of Zhao Shixian inside the banner looked dull and seemed to have no intelligence.

Tu Shanjun was very suspicious.

When you apply yourself to others, if you are weak, will you show your weakness to the enemy and wait for the right time?

meeting.

And, that's what he did.

So seeing the ghost of Zhao Shixian with a dull expression, Tu Shanjun was very wary and did not approach rashly.

He didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

If Zhao Shixian's disguise is excluded.

Then among the ghosts and ghosts in the soul flag, only his main soul has spiritual intelligence.

Because the other ghosts also had dull eyes.

In the past, Tu Shanjun thought it was because ordinary people turned into ghosts after death, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case.

Zhao Shixian is at the third level of Qi training and a cultivator of immortality.

Now he has become a ghost, with the same dull eyes and lack of consciousness.

Although Tu Shanjun felt that Zhao Shixian was not pretending, he was still wary of Zhao Shixian's ghost.

Regardless of whether he is pretending or not, let's try out his newly acquired abilities first.

"Ask Po."

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[Demon Ape Determining Fist]

[Comprehensive Blood Evil Dafa (Part 1 of Qi Training)]

As soon as the skill seeds entered Tu Shanjun's mind, he immediately understood the Demonic Ape Determining Fist.

The Demonic Ape's Determining Fist only has three moves, but it can actually strengthen the soul.

No wonder in Zhao Shixian's sea of ​​consciousness, Tu Shanjun was almost beaten back by the beast shadow during the battle between souls. Now that he thinks about it, it must be because of this technique.

This kind of technique that can directly affect the soul, just think about it and you will know how precious it is.

Zhao Shixian was actually able to obtain this method through the third level of Qi training.

"Zhao Shixian is lucky, he can get this kind of skill."

Judging from the seeds of the technique, Zhao Shixian's understanding and practice seems to be only a superficial introduction.

As for the first part of the Blood Demon Dafa, it talks about the techniques before the sixth level of Qi training. Because it is a technique that is not limited to attributes, any spiritual root with any attribute can be used.

After extracting the seeds of the technique, Tushanjun also learned the writing of this world.

Through this, I also learned about the current practice system.

I have a somewhat superficial understanding of spiritual practice.

"More than ten breaths have passed. How come the righteous young man who won has not come to collect the spoils?"

Tu Shanjun suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked in the direction of the young man.

"I wonder what this person is like?"

"Let me see the companions I have chosen, the powerful new banners that we can walk on the path of immortality with in the future..."

Before the word "main" came out of his mouth, the sight he saw made Tushanjun look stunned.

The young man also fell down.

Maybe it was because he had been fighting for too long, draining his body of mana and strength, to the point of exhaustion.

There shouldn't be too bad results.

Controlling Zhao Shixian's body stood up.

His body was extremely awkward, as if he was carrying a heavy weight.

After all, Zhao Shixian has been turned into a banner slave, and his body is controlled by Tushanjun. As long as he can walk, he can't ask for too much.

Tu Shanjun controlled Zhao Shixian's body and walked in front of the young man. From a closer look, the young man was indeed young, probably only eighteen or nineteen.

His facial features were straight and handsome, but unfortunately his originally fair skin was now covered with black threads. His wide eyes and ferocious face were slightly frightening.

"died!?"

Tushanjun opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

He has divided the power of Hyakki Yakou.

For the young man to be evenly matched with Zhao Shixian, and even kill him in the end, he should have practiced at least the third level of qi, maybe the fourth level.

Why did he die so suddenly?

When his eyes touched, Tushanjun hurriedly looked for the wound.

After lifting the young man's clothes, Tushanjun's expression changed drastically.

There were three pinholes on the young man's chest, and black blood was flowing.

Look at the dagger without mana support.

The dagger is fake, but the poisonous needle hidden in the dagger is real.

It turns out that the real killing move is this.

Even the green-faced ghost that Baigui Yakou transformed into was just one of the distractions, used to divert the attention of the righteous young man.

Using daggers to interfere, the young man thought that Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night was a killing move.

The other party simply did not defend the three daggers, and just used magic power to fly them away, but the mechanism inside them was already activated.

Coupled with the interference of the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts, the young man did not even realize that he had been poisoned at that time.

After trying his best to resist the ghostly shadows gathered by Baigui Yakou, he discovered that he was poisoned.

But at this time, the poison entered his heart and there was no way to save him.

If Tu Shanjun hadn't counterattacked and caught Zhao Shixian off guard at the critical moment, Zhao Shixian would definitely have won in the end.

Tushanjun broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the timing was good, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with Zhao Shixian, a demon cultivator.

Tu Shanjun didn't know that Zhao Shixian was still using the third level of Qi training to defeat the fourth level of righteous youth.

"The banner master I chose is dead!"

Tu Shanjun looked around at a loss, suddenly feeling desolate.

Although Zhao Shixian turned him into a banner slave, Tu Shanjun discovered the fatal weakness of the banner slave.

The banner slave itself is a dead thing.

Unable to practice, let alone replenish mana, the body will continue to decay, and it won't be long before it becomes too rotten to move.

Tu Shanjun's idea of ​​using Bannu to practice after the backlash also disappeared.

Looking at the dries up in his Dantian and the pitiful mana, Tu Shanjun really didn't know what he should do.

But I still have to pick up my mood and hit the road again.

Eventually we have to keep moving forward.

Gather the loot first.

Wait for the opportunity and find a reliable banner owner.

"spiritualism!"

Tu Shanjun controlled the rotation of the soul flag, and the black mist rolled up, pulling the young man's living soul out of the poisoned body.

The young man was still confused. When he saw Zhao Shixian walking up to him holding the Soul Flag, he immediately glared and shouted: "Devil, look at the sword."

Use your two fingers together as sword fingers to catch his flying sword.

However, no matter how he used the spell, the flying sword would not fly back, and he could not even feel his own magic power.

"Where's the magic?"

"Help me kill the demon!"

"I..." The young man looked down and looked at the body lying on the ground. He was dazzled for a long time: "I am dead."

Tu Shanjun, who was living in Zhao Shixian's body, saw that the young man's soul was still conscious, so he hurriedly walked out of Zhao Shixian's body.

"Benefactor."

The young man looked in the direction of the call and was shocked. The red-haired evil spirit with green face and fangs actually jumped out of Zhao Shixian's body.

Doesn't this mean eating him?

"Alas, I failed to slay the demon and turned back to death. Now I have to become the blood food of the evil ghost. What can I do?"

The young man lowered his hands as if resigned to his fate.

The soul is exposed between heaven and earth. Without the protection of the body, it is like a flame in the strong wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

I just don't want to be the blood-eater of evil ghosts.

Now I can only lament that I am not good at learning.

Tu Shanjun hurriedly asked: "My dear benefactor, who is your surname? Where do you live? Do you have any relatives?"

The young man's soul was stunned. He looked at the evil ghost who walked in front of him but spoke, and then looked at Zhao Shixian who fell on the ground, completely falling into chaos.

The evil spirit refused to eat him and asked him for his household registration address. Could it be that he wanted to catch them all in one go?

But why did Zhao Shixian look so lifeless?

Young people are not ordinary people. They can still distinguish between real death and fake death. Now that he is more awake, he also remembered that he actually killed the demon cultivator before he died.

With that kind of injury, the demon cultivator would definitely not be able to survive.

Tu Shanjun didn't know how to win his trust, so he could only explain.

"I am a villager from the previous village. I was trained by the devil to become the soul of the soul flag master. My benefactor has already killed the devil cultivator."

"I am now separated from the soul flag as a ghost and talking to my benefactor."

"If I ever get out of trouble, I will repay my benefactor's family."

"If my benefactor has anything to bring back to his family, please do it as soon as possible while you can leave a message."

Tushanjun has already seen that if the soul stays between heaven and earth for a long time, it will disappear without becoming a ghost.

In just a short while, the Kung Fu youth's soul had become quite transparent.

The young man suddenly realized that it was the main soul of the magical weapon: "So that's it."

Time was running out, and the young man could not think about why the main soul of the magical weapon had such a clear mind.

"My name is Hou Boxu, and I am the legitimate son of the Hou family in Yangcheng. I have a wife and younger brother at home, and my parents have passed away long ago."

"I don't ask for anything in return. I just hope that I can send my gift-giving talisman home. That Hairpin Spirit Sword is my reward."

"Now that I am dead, I have no fear of being deceived by you."

Hou Boxu sighed and looked back for the last time.

His eyes were full of nostalgia, but he was helpless.

Tu Shanjun gritted his teeth: "Actually, I have a way to keep the benefactor's soul alive and even have a chance to become enlightened."

Hou Boxu looked at Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun hurriedly explained: "If your benefactor trusts me, you can enter the soul flag to wait for the right time."

Although the ghosts in the Soul Banner have no intelligence, Tu Shanjun firmly believes that when the Soul Banner evolves to a strong enough level, it will definitely restore the soul's intelligence and resurrect them.

Hou Boxu looked at the Zunhun Banner in Tu Shanjun's hand and shook his head.

After laughing loudly, he said: "A man should not be afraid of life and death."

"If I enter the soul flag and continue to linger, how will I be different from those demonic cultivators?"

"If people live for a long time, they will be afraid of death. If they are afraid of death, they will become possessed by demons."

"I don't want to be possessed."

"I don't think Xiongtai is like an evil ghost. I hope Xiongtai will stick to his true heart and achieve greatness."

"We'll see you later!"

"See you later."

The last sound dissipated in the wind.

By the time Tu Shanjun came to his senses, Hou Boxu's soul had disappeared.

"See you later... some time."