I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Ding Xie shook his head. In any case, Tushanjun saved his life.

He shouldn't feel like this after the person is gone.

Sometimes I think about it, with such a strong backing, he can feel much more relaxed.

There is no need to refine elixirs, refine weapons, or learn formations by yourself.

No matter what happens, Tushanjun is always prepared.

Moreover, after being together for so long, Ding Xie can also see that Tushanjun is a good person, but sometimes he doesn't say anything.

Just now, I almost ruined my mood because of the heavy treasure.

A damaged mental state will be very intuitively reflected in one's own cultivation and subsequent realm. Many monks are unable to continue to make breakthroughs because of flaws in their mental state, and can only stand still and waste their lives.

After sorting out the things Tu Shanjun stuffed into his arms, the most important spiritual objects that complemented the origin and the Sixth Transformation Rejuvenation Pill were not lost.

The second is the overlapping talismans.

The largest storage talisman stores Yinhun pills. At a glance, there are at least a thousand Yinhun pills in front of you.

What remains are vast bookshelves and written volumes.

When refining elixirs, you should remember to carefully research the herbs and coordinate the medicinal properties and pharmacology of the elixir.

Correction and adaptation of refining equipment.

The difference between weapon refining fire and elixir fire.

The general outline of the formation...

Regarding the improvement of surgical techniques, the connection and integration of two surgical techniques, and the development and application of surgical techniques.

The space in the holding talisman is like a huge scripture library, and all the files are handwritten by Tu Shanjun himself.

Take out a book at random and there will be research in different directions.

"Is this why Brother Tushan is so versatile?" Ding Xie exclaimed. He once envied Tushanjun's talent, but after seeing such a huge collection of books, he felt that Tushanjun should be that strong.

If it weren't for the fact that he was trained by the devil to become the main soul of the soul flag, he would definitely be a powerful person in the cultivation world in the future.

But there is nothing like a diary here, more of a research file.

[On the coordination of magical weapons, soul flags and main souls. 】

[How to peel off the main soul and make it separate from the soul flag. 】

【……】

Ding Xie was shocked when he saw it. He didn't expect that Tu Shanjun had been looking for a technique to separate himself from the magic weapon, and had studied the soul flag in depth.

It's just that a lot of information has been altered in large sections, and some key words have been obscured by Tu Shanjun.

So a lot of things look incoherent.

Moreover, Ding Xie also saw many words that he did not understand, such as 'gold finger', 'system', and 'panel', among which panel appeared most frequently.

Ding Xie felt that the magic weapon was controlled by Tu Shanjun, who had a very high sanity. Unexpectedly, after getting to know it, he discovered that Tu Shanjun was also very impatient with being in the magic weapon.

A thought occurred to him unconsciously: "Tushanjun, is he really dead?"

Everything I just thought was based on the conclusion that Tu Shanjun was dead.

Now after reading these notes, I can see that the main soul is very similar to the legendary weapon spirit. The weapon spirit will be broken, so what about the main soul of the soul flag?

Pulling open the soul flag, Ding Xie saw four words written in blood-colored mist on the soul flag: "Gathering of evil spirits."

Sure enough, as Ding Xie thought, Tushanjun had already left a backup plan.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated the soul flag, and the inner space came into view. He searched for several times but could not find Tu Shanjun's figure inside the soul flag.

"Really dead?" Ding Xie looked puzzled. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. At least there must be something like Tu Shanjun's remaining Yin God or true spirit in the soul flag. No matter how weak it is, he should be able to feel it. The breath is right.

But Ding Xie searched several times and found nothing.

"Why condensed evil spirit?" He frowned, not understanding why Tushanjun would leave such a message.

But since Tu Shanjun said that he wanted to condense the evil energy, Ding Xie also wanted to see what would happen after the evil energy was condensed.

Immediately began to set up the Evil Gathering Formation.

After setting up a rough formation, Ding Xie threw the soul flag into the center of the formation.

The surrounding evil spirits quickly gathered.

Tu Shanjun didn't know these complicated thoughts of Ding Xie.

After he self-destructed, he needed evil spirits and ghosts to regroup his body. Now, even his thinking has stopped.

Not just thinking, he has no body in the world at all.

Even he himself didn't know the secret of the Soul Reverend Banner, so how could Ding Xie deduce the function of the Soul Reverend Banner through his research files.

This wait lasted several hours.

The sky in Dongyuan was already very gray, making it difficult to distinguish day from night.

After being on the run for so long, Ding Xie felt physically and mentally exhausted, and finally restored his condition to perfection.

He also didn't forget the agreement he made with Mo Shisan.

Take out the Ten Thousand Miles Telecommunication Talisman and use magic to ignite the Telecommunication Talisman.

Under the distant sky, Mo Shisan felt the heat of the transmission talisman in the talisman bag. He reached out and took out the Wanli transmission talisman. He used mana to form the spell and the transmission talisman immediately burned.

"Mo Shisan?"

"it's me."

Mo Shisan felt familiar when he heard this voice.

He has spread the Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Notes to many people, and now some of them can’t tell who is on the other end.

"I'll make a long story short. I've found out about the demon cultivator in Mo Palace. The person behind it is a seriously injured Jindan cultivator."

"That man is deep in the Rakshasa Abyss, using demon cultivators to build a blood pool, shaped like a skeleton, and using the demon cultivators' corpses."

"Last time I met a bear demon who was at the peak of foundation building, and I followed the clues and found their lair."

"There are many forces involved in cooperating with it, such as the Rakshasa Void Clan, the Blood Demon Sect, and the faceless ghosts of the Holy Spirit Sect. If you can contact the Ten Thousand Fa Sect, pass the news to the Wanfa Sect as soon as possible. Their people Got plotted.”

"They want to use the hands of Wanfa Sect to open something underground."

Mo Shisan asked about the landmark in detail, but Ding Xie couldn't explain it. He only knew that it was a cave deep in the Rakshasa Abyss.

It was the cave that Tu Shanjun took him into last time. There were no landmark buildings around, and the cave was within the wall, so it was impossible to tell the specific location.

As for the other people, Ding Xie could only relay their conversations to Mo Shisan.

What kind of secrets are there that he has no access to?

Mo Shisan had already recognized this voice as the strange pair he encountered.

The secretive foundation-building monks and the ghost cultivators in black robes.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the Wanli Transmission Note was already burning out.

Ding Xie's words were very general, but the key points and dangers had been pointed out.

Not to mention the other people, just an injured Jindan Daoist is a huge crisis for them.

Even ghost cultivators like Tu Shanjun, who is at the peak of his foundation building and fully displays his strength, can only rely on the opponent's injuries to fight back, let alone other foundation building cultivators.

"Young Master, can you arrange to meet that person?" The white-faced demon cultivator used the sound transmission technique to remind Mo Shisan.

"Brother Zheng, can we meet and talk?"

There was a silence from the other side of the transmission talisman: "I've given you the information, it's up to you to believe it or not."

Mo Shisan tightened his grip on the ashes of the transmission talisman remaining in his hand, and said with a deep look, "I'm in trouble."

If he was surprised, he was also shocked. He didn't expect that the disappearance of the demon cultivator would be so involved.

However, this was also within his expectation. Without Jin Dan's intervention, so many foundation-building demon cultivators would not have disappeared.

He only needs a few days' journey from Rakshasa Yuan, but it takes half a month to return to Wanfa Sect's Dongyuan station.

"Should we return to Wanfa Sect's Dongyuan station, or gather people to kill the seriously injured Jin Dan."

Mo Shisan pondered, took out a stack of Ten Thousand Miles Communication Talisman from the talisman bag, and used the magic to burn them all: "Everyone come close to me, I am at the east abyss and the west end."

One of the twelve foundation-building demon cultivators was missing, and eleven were left. He divided them into five groups and dispersed.

Now that the mastermind behind the scenes has been found, it’s time to call back all the demon cultivators in the foundation-building realm.

These are the backbone of Mo Palace. It is best not to lose them if possible.

Taking out an ink-colored small order, Mo Shisan's eyes were full of pain.

This is a one-time treasure that can contact Mo Palace no matter how far away it is, which means the distance is too far, otherwise he will never use this thing.

The white-faced demon cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment beside him stopped Mo Shisan: "Young Master, are you sure his information is correct?"

"If they meet Jin Dan, how will they escape from Jin Dan?"

"Young Master, others don't know how powerful Jin Dan is, but you should know." The white-faced demon cultivator persuaded again.

This matter still requires verification and caution.

Once a decision is made, the loss of power is very small. If there is a stalemate with Wanfa Sect, or even they become a knife in the hands of others without knowing it, it will not be good for Mo Palace.

"Young Master, please think twice and be careful."

"We can send someone to Rakshasa Abyss to find out what's going on, and then have someone notify the Wanfa Sect stationed in Dongyuan."

"Withdraw all the Mo Palace demon cultivators staying in Dongyuan, and then wait for the Wanfa Sect's decision."

The white-faced demon cultivator does not make mistakes in his way, nor does he offend anyone.

Dongyuan is the territory of Wanfa Sect. These matters are left to Wanfa Sect to handle. They only need to know the results and do not need to use too much power.

Everything must be viewed from two sides. Maybe this is another game, and the other party wants to involve their Mo Palace in the game.

According to the young master's words, the relationship with them is just a casual encounter.

How can you believe the information they sent, and this information also involves Jin Dan Zhenren.

Even the crippled Jin Dan Zhenren, who is not at the peak of foundation building, can shake him. He said he escaped, but who knows the specific situation?

Mo Shisan put down the small black order in his hand.

After pondering, he also felt that he had been too impulsive: "Okay, Uncle Si, gather the other monks first, and we will make a decision after discussing."

The Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol has been reduced to ashes.

Ding Xie thought about agreeing to Mo Shisan to see him, but gave up after thinking about it carefully.

The risk he was taking was too great, and the matter was so complicated. If he died here, no one would be able to send the elixir back to Beiluoshan.

"Sorry, Brother Mo, I really can't bear such a big risk."

Ding Xie murmured.

He only hoped that Mo Shisan would be effective and at least be able to contain the crippled Jin Dan Zhenren.

If it doesn't work, I can only crush the token to warn the sect.

Unfortunately, the token is not a transmission symbol. It can only tell the location but not the information.

He was too far away from the sect and could not contact his master.

The only chance is to go to Dongyuan Station to find the sect's guarding Jindan.

Ding Xie's gaze touched the past, and the evil energy was gathering at the soul flag.

"It would be great if Brother Tushan was here."