I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

It's the day.

The weather is clear and clear.

The thick fog in the Ghost Sea has faded away, leaving only a thin layer.

Since returning from the whirlpool gate last time, Tushanjun and Taiyi have gone to deal with it and used formations to close the whirlpool.

Six more evil vortex gates hidden in the deep sea were found one after another, and they were blocked together using formations to completely prevent the evil energy from gushing out. In the future, as long as the accumulated evil energy is taken away regularly, it will not have any impact on the ghost sea.

Peak.

The Hall of Great Instruments.

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

"Junior brother, what do you think of this puppet?"

Look up and down.

He praised: "The master's weapon refining skills have improved again!"

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

This puppet is only four feet tall and looks like an evil ghost.

Most of the materials were dismantled from Tushanjun.

His body can be restored by using evil energy, and he is a ghost king in the late Nascent Soul stage. Whether it is scales or horn, they are excellent materials for refining weapons.

The evil ghost puppet does not have ordinary spirit stones installed to drive it.

If you want to drive this puppet, the internal combustion alchemy furnace must at least be at the peak of the golden elixir. The spiritual stone used cannot stretch it unless it is of the highest quality.

Pulling out the eager demon head from his sleeve robe, Tushanjun said calmly: "Take a look, are there any mistakes or omissions in the puppet made by the master for you?"

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

As the scarlet eyes lit up, the puppet's body was covered in black spiritual energy and assimilated into something that looked like flesh and blood.

The devil couldn't wait to adapt to his new body.

It made great contributions to the sect, and finally ate the cake drawn by the old devil. It was even more delighted to have a physical body, and it was not in vain that it had spent all its efforts to drive away the forces entrenched in Qianyuan.

In fact, Tushanjun had already tried it when he asked Taiyi Zhenjun to make the puppet.

Can you use the puppet's internal combustion alchemy furnace to complete the conversion of mana, and let Taiyi Zhenjun create an external Dantian to reserve mana, so that Tushanjun doesn't have to worry about not having enough mana.

All ended in failure.

The internal combustion furnace can convert the mana that drives the puppet, but it cannot be used by the Soul Banner.

Mana is part of the evil spirit of the soul flag itself. Unless the person who controls the magic power is a living creature like the banner owner, all of it will be absorbed by the soul flag as evil spirit and cannot be used as a means to urge the soul flag.

After so many years of experiments, Tu Shanjun actually had no hope of moving freely. The Soul Banner is too overbearing. Spiritual energy, mana, will power, blood energy, the breath of seven emotions and six desires... etc. are all a kind of evil energy for the Soul Banner, but they are divided more clearly.

This resulted in the mana transformed by the internal combustion alchemy furnace being turned into evil energy and replenished to the Zunhun Banner.

The demon was connected to the puppet's inner furnace, and it discovered that it could use its own mana to move the body, and it could also use spiritual stones to convert mana to move the body.

What surprised him even more was that this puppet was very powerful. He looked at the top corners and blue-grey palms of the old devil, and then turned to look at the thousand-year-old tree heart support inside, and the unknown black and red scales.

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 even has the qualifications to compete with the early Yuanying monks.

In this way, it can have double insurance.

As long as there is no shortage of spiritual stones, there is no need to worry about insufficient mana, but it is just a demon and does not have its own property.

Even it itself is the private property of Tushanjun, so how can it have any financial resources to provide it with the puppet?

Tu Shanjun patted the devil's head and said with a smile: "If you want to overcome the tribulation and become a Yuanying monk, I will ask the master to build your body and pave the way for you. Don't let me down."

"Young man, I swear to be loyal to my master to the death."

The demon kneeled on the ground like a kowtowing insect.

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

"Go ahead."

The demon who was granted amnesty stood up and left Qifeng to go to the back mountain spiritual land.

This place has long been made into a forbidden area by Tu Shanjun, who used formations to continuously gather the evil spirits from all directions. One of the peaks of Houshan Mountain was used as the main one, creating a place suitable for the birth and cultivation of ghosts, and used it to supplement the soul flag soldiers.

There is a thatched cottage on the top of Guifeng Peak in the back mountain.

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

Shure.

A three-foot-long iron-backed silver ray broke through the clouds and appeared on the round platform of Ghost Peak.

The young man skillfully climbed onto the broad back of the ray.

Ray took the boy out of the ghost peak and headed to the teaching hall on the peak.

"Brother Wizard came very early today."

The disciples in the hall who were wearing the white robes of Taiyi Sect raised their hands to greet the gloomy boy. The gloomy boy just nodded and sat down silently in his seat. He obviously looked quite withdrawn and didn't like to socialize with others.

"Senior Brother Yu."

"Here, here!" Compared to the appearance of Wu Daoxian, the appearance of another young man caused everyone to cheer.

Three years have passed, and through the food supplements provided by the sect and the growth of his own cultivation, Yu Long has grown to over five feet tall, and his appearance is undeniably handsome.

In addition, he is cheerful and forthright, and has won the favor of his fellow juniors and sisters.

"Why are there so many fellow disciples in today's preaching class?"

"Look, isn't that Senior Sister Shui Lian?"

"Senior Brother Yuchi is here too!"

"That's Senior Brother Tang."

"..."

"Ahem, today's speaker is different from other deacons. He is said to be a direct disciple of the ancestor of the head. His Tianlinggen qualifications and strength have reached the terrifying late stage of foundation building. It is estimated that he will become a disciple in a short time. Elder Jiedan has become a direct disciple of our Taiyi Sect."

"You know true disciples, right?"

"Then how could you not know? There is no such thing as servant disciples in the sect. The servants select warriors among mortals, and the disciples are divided into three levels, the outer sect, the inner sect, and the true disciple..."

"That one is Tianlinggen, isn't it the same as the wizard brother?"

Everyone who was discussing in low voices couldn't help but look at Wu Daoxian who was sitting in his seat.

Wu Dao

You must know that the senior brother Yu who was cheered just now is at the fifth level of qi training, but one has Tianling roots and the other has dual spiritual roots. There should be no comparison.

Wu Daoxian listened to everyone's comments and turned a deaf ear.

He has a Jueyin body and a Tianshui spiritual root. The balance of Yin and Yang in his body is very extreme. If he doesn't practice, he can live to be twenty years old. Once he starts practicing, the higher his cultivation level, the faster he will die.

In order to make up for such a physical condition, he practiced Taiyi Yangsheng Jinzhang, and the progress of his practice was slow.

The ancestor of the sect took pity on him and built a thatched cottage at the eye of the yin pole and yang formation on the ghost peak in the back mountain for him to suppress his own yin spirit machine. Only by recuperating his body could he gradually be able to practice.

"When my yin and yang are balanced, my cultivation will advance rapidly!"

Wu Daoxian secretly clenched his fists.

His cultivation level was often discussed by his peers, and his senior brother was indeed not worthy of his name. On the contrary, Yu Long was more like the senior senior brother of this generation.

Since there are fewer people in the Taiyi Sect, the inner and outer sects are not so distinct. Most of the time they attend classes together, which means the salaries they receive are different. Those with good spiritual roots can receive more resources.

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

The little dolls in the crowd immediately sat down safely, stopped playing and talking, and looked at the gentleman who walked up to the lecture platform with curious eyes.

The disciples looked different.

Surprise, surprise, doubt...

The man in front of him seems to be no different from the old man at the entrance of the village. He is dusty and does not look like a high-level scholar at all. If we really want to use a metaphor, he looks like an old cultivator who is busy making a living.

Unlike other Mr. Foundation Builders, some are young, some are beautiful, some are majestic, some are handsome, some are graceful, some are heroic...

"It's no different. He doesn't look like a true disciple at all."

"Is this really the disciple of the patriarch?"

"Shhh."

Qiu Wandao's eyes swept across the group of young people, stopping at those with higher cultivation levels, then lingering on Wu Daoxian for a moment, then turned to look at each young man.

These are all the new forces of the sect, and they are different from the previous batch, which was pieced together temporarily.

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

Majestic.

The cultivation achieved through the Taiyi Golden Flower Sutra made him look like an immortal overlooking the world.

"It has been a mess for sixty years, from east to west."

"Sixty years have passed since my cultivation reached the middle stage of Qi training."

"Suddenly one day, the ancestor's ship arrived at Yunfu Island. 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 late stage and reached the peak. Fortunately, I got the sect's foundation building pill. That day, The senior brother in the cave next to me started building the foundation a few days before me, but he failed and his flesh and blood exploded into pieces of the entire cave."

"..."

Qiu Wandao did not talk about the way of cultivation, but first told about his life. He did not even omit the poverty in the first half of his life. Sometimes he could not even eat, and he only had two and a half spiritual stones in his pocket. He might be able to become the leader of a secular dynasty. The worshiper enjoys the so-called glory and wealth, but he cannot take off this robe.

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

They seemed shaken by Qiu Wandao's experience.

More of a doubt.

"Sir, you are Tianlinggen."

"How is it possible that it took sixty years to reach the middle stage of Qi training?"

Qiu Wandao answered: "The Heavenly Spiritual Root must be strong, but the Four Spiritual Roots must be weak?"

"Qualifications are important, but the most important thing is your own heart. Whether you have the heart to follow the path, whether you work hard, and whether you can seize opportunities and wield your sword to ride the wind."

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

"I am Hidden Spirit Root, Hidden Spirit Root..."

"..."

Qiu Wandao's sermon aroused the excitement of all the young people from the inner and outer sects. They wished that they would be themselves in the future, and once they became the true successor of the sect, they would embark on the road to immortality.

…

Xu Zhao looked at the foundation-building deacon, frowned and asked, "What's going on with the Wu family?"

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

"They said that it has been three years since the child was brought here, and he has only been practicing at the second level. He cannot meet Tianlinggen's expectations at all. They want to take the child away and send him to a larger sect in the Eastern Wasteland to see if the child's Jue Yin can be solved. You must not let your child’s talent for cultivation go to waste.”

Xu Zhao was furious.

There is a problem with Wu Daoxian's qualifications. The Wu family visited so many houses before sending him to them. Now the ancestor personally takes action to suppress the Yin Qi for him. He practices the sect's secret Taiyi Yangsheng Jinzhang. Where he lives It is also a place of extreme yang created by the Supreme Elder himself. It has greatly eased the balance of yin and yang in the body, and one can start practicing even without continuing to recuperate.

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

Now that everything was laid out, the Wu family said they wanted to take away the child.

Isn’t this just teasing their Taiyi Sect!