I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Tushanjun felt helpless.

The hand knife struck the stone pillar's neck.

He knocked him unconscious and threw him into a nearby teahouse. He threw down two broken pieces of silver and said, "Send him to a doctor."

The shopkeepers and waiters in the teahouse did not dare to offend Shizhu, who was dressed in embroidered clothes and guards.

Tu Shanjun came to the worship building with ease.

The boy hurriedly came over to greet him, but he didn't dare to ask questions.

In the secular world, the highest level of officialdom is overwhelming, but in the enshrinement building, these immortal masters are the real masters. Although they have the opportunity to practice close to them as boys, they are just servants.

I didn't even dare to ask why Master Zhou Xian came back from Jing'an Marquis Mansion so soon.

Tu Shanjun asked: "Where is the corpse of the demon cultivator sent a month ago?"

I thought there would be immortal masters staying in the enshrinement building, but I didn't expect that there were only these boys who were working on their energy and blood. Tu Shanjun didn't see the rest of the auras.

I gave up my plan to ask other immortal masters and grabbed a boy to ask.

The boy was surprised by Zhou Liang's inquiry, but he still answered honestly: "Sir, the body of the demon cultivator is buried in the mountain behind the worship building."

"Take me there."

The boy quickly took Tushanjun to the mountain behind the worship building.

There is a mausoleum yard in the back mountain, where many people are buried.

What's more, there are no names on the tombstones.

Among them are several new tombs that look very new.

Li Qingfeng was buried in it.

When he saw the mausoleum, Tushanjun's expression suddenly became gloomy.

"You go ahead."

Tushanjun waved his hand and asked the boy to leave.

When the grave was dug, Li Qingfeng's body was wrapped in a straw mat.

Tu Shanjun shook the soul flag, and black mist suddenly drifted over. Li Qingfeng's corpse quickly decayed, and finally turned into withered bones, which were broken into ashes with a light touch.

The ashes were reburied by him in the tomb and restored to their original state.

He wasn't going to take it away.

Let Li Qingfeng's ashes rest here.

But Tu Shanjun was afraid that those casual cultivators would dismantle Li Qingfeng's corpse or refine it into a corpse, so he came up with this strategy.

Most of the casual cultivators are murderers. Because they have no resources, they will not let anything go.

This cemetery is not only used to bury monks, but also has a small evil gathering array. The corpses of the monks are used to condense the evil energy. Maybe it will not be long before a powerful ghost is born.

There are no ghosts now just because the monks often search for them.

If there is too much evil energy accumulated, even if there are no spells and formations for refining corpses, powerful corpse refining methods will be born as time goes by.

It is estimated that the corpses that have been buried for a long time have already turned into corpses after the evil spirit entered their bodies.

Tushanjun doesn't need zombies, he can't take them away, and he doesn't have the magic to use them.

However, the evil spirits in this cemetery can be searched and taken away.

He raised his hand and threw out the Soul Flag, and the mana from his Dantian poured into the Soul Flag. The Chi-long Soul Flag suddenly turned into Zhang Xu.

Broad flags fluttered.

The surrounding gray mist crazily poured into the Soul Flag.

The banner face becomes darker and darker, and the short horns on the banner face ghost face seem to be longer.

After a while, the newly condensed evil spirit was swept away by the Zunhun Banner.

This place is far from comparable to the mass graves in the village.

The Zunhun flag in the sky turned and fell into Tushanjun's hands.

The sparse grass on the grave swayed slightly.

With a fluorescent green head on top, the white fluffy thing the size of a finger seems to be looking for something.

Tushanjun also noticed the large area of ​​Yingtou.

They have short white bodies with no visible limbs. They have fluorescent green heads and no eyes can be seen.

These things are companions of the tomb. At night, their heads will light up, they can run like the wind and jump far and wide.

There is basically no harm in relying on yin energy to survive.

It should be because Tushanjun absorbed most of the evil spirit, causing these fireflies to think that something had happened, so they all came out to check.

When Tushanjun looked over, Yingtou hurried back into the grass, not daring to stay at all.

To put it into detail, Yingtou also belongs to the imp.

If the Yin evil spirit is strong, it will be born.

Tushanjun did not capture them. These gadgets have no strength at all, and they are not even living souls.

Watching them burrowing into the grass, Tushanjun truly felt that he had truly entered a very different world.

Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly: "It's really a little devil hiding in the dark, laughing in the rice vat, it's too ordinary."

After everything was taken care of, Tu Shanjun wanted to get the sword and hairpin instrument back.

That was what Hou Boxu left to him, and it was also what he gave to Li Qingfeng.

It belongs to him, to Li Qingfeng, but not to Liang Du's enshrinement.

Unable to read the memory of the living soul, Zhou Liang did not tell the location of the treasury in the end, so it was inevitable to be in the dark.

However, since it is a treasury, it is necessary to prevent ordinary people from entering, and even guard against the immortal masters in the enshrinement building. There must be restrictions in place.

There is still a surplus of mana in the body, so if you use your spiritual light eyes to search slowly, you should be able to find the location of the treasury.

"Dharma Eyes, open!"

The aura and eyes are full of light, and the light is shining.

Measure the worship building group.

Tushanjun walked past the boy with an indifferent expression, then crossed the pavilions, ponds and pavilions.

The three-foot sacred soul flag is placed in the crook of the left arm, like a fly whisk.

The group of worship buildings seems to be very large, but in fact it is not very big.

Because bluestone paulownia wood is scarce in the world, only more important buildings will use paulownia wood that can channelize spiritual energy, and carve some formation lines that look very simple.

Although it was a mess and extremely crude, it was still able to withstand the monks even if it was piled up in large numbers.

Tushanjun finally stopped in front of a mansion.

Looking at the buildings, only the restrictions here are the most complicated and cumbersome, and the locked spiritual energy is far better than other places.

So Tushanjun guessed that this was the treasury mentioned by the casual cultivator.

Raise your hand and transfer mana.

A layer of cyan gauze-like lines appeared in front of Tushanjun, and all the energy gathered on an extraordinary copper-colored lock.

Tu Shanjun murmured softly: "Do you need a key to open it?"

Naturally, he didn't have the key, but the monk with the goatee said that without him, the door would not be opened.

Maybe the other party has the key.

Tu Shanjun directly used his magic power to open the goatee monk's worn-out talisman.

The copper key is among them.

Moreover, he also saw a familiar book, Blood Evil Dafa.

Tu Shanjun's mind was spinning with thoughts, and he felt as if he had caught some message.

After careful consideration, Tu Shanjun remembered that this person had met the immortal master guarding Bafang County.

He also obtained the Blood Demon Technique, and must have seen the flag-controlling technique from it. No wonder he searched deeply and even found Xiang Hu's door.

Of course, the most important thing now is to quickly open the door and take away the sword hairpin.

"Click."

As the copper key was inserted, the lock opened with a sound, and the three-ring lock clasp opened at the same time. The thick and shallow formations flickered slightly and then disappeared.

Tu Shanjun opened the door and went straight into the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard, which is surrounded by more restrictions, also has a flat hexagram lock that is locked by four rings.

When I used the copper key again, there was no reaction at all.

Tu Shanjun didn't want to unlock the restriction step by step. The Qi of this restriction was concentrated on the hexagram lock. He didn't know how long it would take to crack it. The simplest and most effective way was to crack it violently.

If you smash this door lock, you may be able to find the sword and hairpin artifact.

Tushanjun swung his chariot and horse, his body like a fully drawn long bow.

Mana flows along the body and wraps around the fist.

"boom."

At the same time as the explosion sounded.

The entire restriction was suddenly stimulated, and the light silver spiritual energy cover suddenly appeared.

The roar woke up all the children in the worship building.

The five worshipers in Jing'an Hou Mansion all looked in the direction of the worship building.

They also felt the shock of the forbidden outbreak.

Mr. Lu shouted: "No!"

"Someone is destroying the treasury." Monk Yuan Gun was also shocked.

When everyone heard this, did they think this was a big deal?

The treasury is a treasure for them. If it is hacked and swept away, wouldn't it cost them their lives?

"Walk!"

The worshipers didn't even bother to play Tai Chi with Wen Yue, and directly used their magic power to jump out.

Lu Laodao threw out a low-grade flying sword.

Flying with a sword regardless of image.