I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

A big city in the sky suspended above the mountains.

No, maybe it was the extension of the big city that created these huge mountains.

Meng Zhi's consciousness stared at Dacheng in astonishment, looking around.

The Yin Shen belonging to the Nascent Soul Lord was running around endlessly, but he did not see any boundaries in this world. It was as if he did not sink his consciousness into the treasure, but truly came to another different world.

It's just that such a world alone doesn't seem to be able to protect the Soul Flag.

While his thoughts were spinning, Meng Zhi had already approached the city gate and stepped into the bustling city.

Silence swept away.

The roar of people's voices penetrated into my ears.

At a glance, it feels like I have returned to the ancient city of Guxian Tower.

The hawker I passed by on the street was a Qi practitioner, the hawker was also a Qi practitioner, and the proprietress of the Baozhai tea house was charming and showed her own foundation-building skills.

Pedestrians, Jin Dan Zhenren appeared from time to time, but disappeared at the end of the long street in a glance. They all seemed to be in a hurry and had something to do.

These 'monks' seemed to have never seen such a big living person like him.

Divine consciousness gathered into a blurry figure.

The figure steps forward and becomes reality.

Mengzhi looked at himself.

It seemed that no matter how he changed his consciousness, he could not attract the attention of the monks in the city, but he had a feeling in his heart that he could mobilize the monks in the city as long as he 'thought'.

Meng Zhi was surprised when he came back to his senses.

He had forgotten what the treasure itself was.

This is a soul flag, and it must have a supply-driven soul.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhi's black-gold tiger eyes emitted a faint golden glow.

The monks in the city really had great ideas.

The terrifying pressure of the aura was like a big hand from the sky grabbing him hard.

Even as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he cannot escape from it.

However, he knew that Mr. Hu would definitely not harm him, so he looked forward calmly.

The invisible oppressive hand turned into a sea of ​​clouds above the big city. When it was unwinding, Tushanjun's ethereal and hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "This person's cultivation is better than mine, but not weaker. I can be your protector. But there is one extremely important thing..."

"Mr. Hu, please tell me?"

"If you want to use the Yin Shen in the banner, you must use your own magic power."

"what for?"

"The spirit treasure is no different from ordinary treasures. Without the mana of the person in charge, it is just a dead object."

Meng Zhi looked suspicious and said: "Then why can Old Fox walk around the world without a person in charge?"

It's not that Meng Zhi doubts Mr. Hu, but that he has just seen Mr. Hu's weapon spirit as his guardian, let alone the enemies before. Doesn't this also require a huge amount of mana?

Tu Shanjun pondered for a while and said: "The person holding the soul flag does not have to be a living person."

Meng Zhi was horrified.

A bold guess came to mind.

A divine soldier can choose his master only if he has the spirit, but he does not necessarily have to assist him.

He has also heard stories about many monks whose sanity was eroded by magic soldiers and became slaves who only knew killing.

The Zunhun Banner definitely has such means.

Even if there is no Zunhun Banner itself, with Mr. Hu's scheming temperament, he will definitely make arrangements in advance.

In this way, he still has not got rid of his identity as a chess piece, and he has never controlled his own destiny. He is said to be the holder of spiritual treasures, but in fact he is more like a puppet who walks according to the old fox's wishes. Meng Zhi felt as if there was something stuck in his throat, and his head was hanging low. His eyes covered his twinkling eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A shadow appeared next to Meng Zhi and asked: "Are you afraid?"

Meng Zhi cupped his hands in salute and said with a smile: "I am a little scared. Life cannot be in my own hands. Fear will always breed in my heart. But you are always my master. Now everything I have gained comes from my teacher. Why should I be afraid of you?" Yes. Being able to take another step forward is a blessing to me."

Tu Shanjun felt incomprehensible and patted Meng Zhi on the shoulder: "You say you are my apprentice, but I hope you can go your own way."

"What way?"

"The Immortal Road."

Mengzhi didn't expect that Mr. Hu would have such high hopes for him. This feeling of trust made him feel heavy.

He couldn't help but cup his hands and said: "Disciple will definitely live up to the teacher's respect."

"Your realm is not yet solid."

"You also need Yinhun Dan to increase your mana."

"Only in this way can we protect ourselves."

"Disciple understands." Meng Zhi handed over his hand.

In the past, he lacked resources and opportunities, so he was running around. Now that he has everything, he naturally has to digest the treasures of heaven and earth, wait for his own realm to improve, and then return to the ancient city of Guxian Tower.

As it happened, Mr. Hu showed him a clear path, so Mengzhi settled in the valley where he practiced martial arts.

…

The dark gold monk who ran out of the barrier space returned to the ancient city. A strange color flashed in his eyes. He crossed the city gate safely and walked into the city protection formation. Compared with a few years ago, the ancient city of Guxian Tower has not changed. , the changes in this big city are weak, and many monks will never see it in their lifetime.

Meng Zhi originally thought that his return would stir up the storm.

Unexpectedly, when he walked into the city, he realized that the practice world was still the same practice world as before.

"Senior looked at me with surprise."

The boy waiting at the door to catch the bus asked tentatively.

The boy lowered his head.

He didn't dare to look at this monk wearing a light golden robe.

Mengzhi looked at the other party and couldn't help but smile.

What on earth was he expecting?

He didn't want anyone to know about his fate, and he seemed to hope that they would recognize him.

I don't know where this ambivalence comes from. Maybe it's because the desire in my heart is still at work. Otherwise, there is always a feeling of returning home in rich clothes but traveling at night in beautiful clothes.

Walking in beautiful clothes at night is walking in beautiful clothes at night.

To avoid being hated by others.

In this ancient city, Yuanying monks are nothing at all.

He happened to have gained Taoism and naturally changed his appearance. Although he still retained 30% to 40% of his original charm, it would be impossible for people who were not familiar with him to recognize him.

What's even better is that he is used to being alone, and his friends are no more than casual acquaintances.

Twenty years have passed.

There are still a few people who were acquaintances from back then.

"Take me around." Meng Zhi stepped onto the carriage.

The dragon war horse lowered its head.

The young man did not dare to raise the long whip in his hand carelessly.

"Snapped!"

The whip blade exploded in the air.

Dragon horses are running with hooves in the ancient city.

"What place is there?"

"Senior, are you talking about the Tongxing Escort Bureau? It is said that the Mr. Wang of the Escort Bureau is the Great True Lord, and he is a great man in the world with his furious sword. The most important thing is that Mr. Wang has no children, so he adopts many adopted sons, and there are lucky ones every year I can join Mr. Wang’s sect and become the young master of the escort agency.”

The boy's eyes were full of envy.

For ordinary Qi refiners, this is tantamount to reaching the sky in one step.

"What about those?"

The boy didn't know why he was so quick to point to the dark-gold-haired monk. He followed the sound and looked at the crowded building boats above the canal and river in the distance. The building boats were flying a huge whale flag. The giant whale was like a giant whale in the wind. It attacks the waves and stirs up ripples, but it itself remains motionless.

"The Sea Whale Gang."

"He controls the water transportation canal of Dong'anfang in the ancient city. His gang leader's cultivation level... is said to be even higher than Mr. Wang's."

The boy replied seriously.

"this?"

"The Short Clothes Gang, a group of Kuhaha people who are dependent on the water transport terminal, their leader..."

"..."

"What about that one?"

"Hongpao Xingyishe is a local evil boy..."

"..."

"Sword Forging Society."

"Alchemy practice."

"..."

"Those families are incredible."

"That is the property of the Hehuan Sect, and this is the business of the Beast Control Sect."

Meng Zhi nodded slightly.

These are all well-established sects that span the world, and there are many branch sects in various places.

With his current strength, even if he wanted to become famous, he would not be able to climb up by stepping on the corpses of those big old sects.

In such a large sect, the geniuses under it are like a crucian carp crossing the river, not to mention the old monster who lives in the Holy Land. Just a yawn can make him die without a burial place.

Tapping his index finger on his knee, Meng Zhi frowned and muttered: "These three hundred and sixty lines each have heroes and heroes who make the decision. They are flying flags openly, but they are intricately connected secretly. But I can't cut a hole in them. If there is no business to make a living, My cultivation alone is not enough to convince everyone."

“How can you achieve both fame and fortune?”

"How can you use fame and fortune to get ahead?"

He wanted to run the shop again, but Mr. Hu told him that the Yinhun Pill was fine for his own use, but selling the goods to others would one day lead to someone seeing the problem. If he checked more carefully, he would also connect the Yinhun Pill and the Soul Banner. At the same time, when the time comes, there will be no fame and fortune, but it will bring death to Meng Zhi.

"Hey, I have this Taoist body, so why worry about failing to achieve great things."

Meng Zhi, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, sank into consciousness.

Said: "Old Fox, who do you think I should choose as my target?"

"Challenging people on their doorsteps means destroying people's jobs. If they succeed, that's it. If they fail, their lives will be in danger."

"Are you really going to do this?"

Hearing the voice, Meng Zhi nodded without hesitation and said: "Jianghu people have their own way of getting ahead."

A red-haired kid with a green face and fangs appeared on his shoulder and looked at Meng Zhi.

He had already felt that this disciple had a great gambling habit.

It's not because of the gambling nature of gambling, but because I like to walk on the edge of a knife when doing things.

Tu Shanjun did not refute what Meng Zhi said.

The fastest way for a monk to become famous is to challenge the older generation of monks who have already become famous.

The genius who transcends ranks and kills enemies has always been the protagonist of everyone's chat.

Although Tu Shanjun was somewhat disapproving, he didn't know what to say. He thought about it and said, "Hehuan Sect and Royal Beast Sect are both established sects. If you collide with them, it's like throwing an egg against a stone."

"Most of the local guilds are run by families and sects. There are small ones and old ones. They are endless and endless."

"The Sea Whale Gang controls Dong'an's water transportation. The leader of the gang, Hai Rugui, is the pinnacle of the Great True Monarch. He happens to be a suitable candidate."

"The only thing to consider is the person behind Hai Rugui. The other person is not simple."

Meng Zhi's dark golden eyes flashed: "I heard that Hai Rugui is quite old."

"Sometimes being older is a disadvantage."

"When the energy, blood, and magic power decline, the courage will also weaken."

"good!"

"I choose the Sea Whale Gang!"

Mengzhi is gearing up.