Squeak! Squeak!
The doors and windows were not moving in the wind, and Zhu Xiong was so frightened that he did not dare to express himself. He huddled next to his sleeping companion and looked at the door with wide eyes.
Suddenly, the door opened wide, and the door latch broke into two pieces, as if it was knocked open by a heavy object. Following the smell of powder, a strip of red silk tracked Zhu Xiong and rolled to his side.
Zhu Xiong wanted to call for help, but found that his throat was tight and he could not make a sound. When he looked down, it turned out that the other end of the red silk had already been wrapped around his neck.
He struggled desperately, grabbing everything he could touch, kicking over tables and chairs, sweeping over wine bottles, making a huge noise, and in the end he just held a leftover bone in his hand. In his haste, he suddenly thought and thrust the sharp point of the bone into the red silk, hoping to cut it. The red silk feels soft to the touch, but when you want to attack it, it becomes as hard as iron, and the bones snap into two pieces. At the same time, the hard red silk strangled his neck and bled, scaring him to stop immediately.
The brothers beside Zhu Xiong were sleeping heavily, and no one showed any signs of waking up. He himself was unable to speak for help, so he could only persevere.
How could mortal power be able to compete with the power of the magic weapon? Zhu Xiong soon couldn't withstand it.
Zhu Xiong's consciousness became more and more blurred. In a trance, it seemed that several young girls were floating down along the bright red silk and caressing Zhu Xiong's chest. In an instant, Zhu Xiong felt that the warmth all over his body gathered in his chest. The depressed feeling suddenly disappeared.
He closed his eyes tightly and relaxed his brows, with a smile on his face. He didn't know what sweet dream he was having. Looking carefully, his body seems to be shriveled up and his face has many wrinkles.
The red silk kept squirming, extending downward from where it was wrapped around the neck, wrapping the Zhu Xiong into a big rice dumpling and dragging it away, disappearing into the night.
Peace has returned here, except for the mess on the ground, the broken door latch, and two monks whispering in the shadows.
"The Soul Banner has not eaten for several days, and its strength is a bit unstable. However, the wind has been blowing hard in the city recently, and I have not had the chance to go out to look for blood food. I am worried about myself, but I don't want anyone to come to my door. Dear brother, do you know who this person is? No one, especially someone with status, could cause trouble for us."
"Don't worry, brother, they are just some refugees. Their substitutes are everywhere. Besides, he climbed the pole himself to die, but he can't blame us."
"Then I'm relieved. Sir, this soul flag is indeed powerful. It is indeed a top-notch magic weapon. It can not only use the charm to trap and kill enemies, but it can also shield the secrets of the heavens, making the chief disciple of Xuan Ming Dao lose all his energy-seeing skills. Useful, he wanders around the city all day long, he must think there is no problem here at all."
The monk couldn't help laughing when he said this, and the monks on the side kept echoing.
"Fu's chief disciple, I think he is just a loser. He can't even deal with the Foundation Establishment realm. He might not be as good as the two of us brothers."
The two laughed for a while, and the leader of the monks said: "Watch out, dear brother, it is better not to underestimate the disciples of the six major sects. When the master's plan is completed, and with the blessing of the great formation, not to mention a disciple of Xuan Ming Dao, If you add the masters from Tianfu Temple, you won’t have to worry about it.”
"Exactly, I have to endure it for a few more days."
...
Early the next morning, Liu Qiming and others finally woke up, each with panda eyes. I have obviously slept for a long time, but I still feel a little tired for some reason. Little did they know how terrifying the Soul Flag was. If Zhu Xiong hadn't been unable to hold on and stayed a little longer, the lives of the remaining people would have been in danger.
Li Qiming rubbed his face, steeled himself, raised his head and looked around, wanting to discuss with Zhu Xiong, but Zhu Xiong was gone.
Liu Qiming was a little panicked. He searched nearby and found no news, so he had no choice but to report to Zhao Ji.
Naturally, because of his identity, he couldn't invite Zhao Ji to look for someone. He just reported Zhu Xiong's disappearance to avoid any trouble and implicating himself.
Zhao Ji was wearing a red robe and was full of energy. From a distance, the air around him seemed distorted. When he saw Li Qiming, he asked directly, "Are you here to see Zhu Xiong?"
Li Qiming was shocked. Zhu Xiong was just a small person. How could he be worthy of being talked about by the monks? He must have stabbed him. He was afraid that he would be implicated. His face turned pale and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his forehead pressed to the ground and he did not dare to speak. .
Zhao Ji didn't expect Liu Qiming to have such a big reaction, but he didn't care. He said, "Master Zhang sent him to perform other tasks yesterday. You don't need to know other things."
"Also, there will be a temple fair in a few days. You can organize the refugees under your control. I will be of use."
It turned out that it was not a bad thing. Li Qiming breathed a sigh of relief and left happily without worrying about Zhu Xiong's whereabouts.
…
But he said that You Ziji didn't go out for several days in a row, just refining his Qi step by step at home.
After several days of hard work, the zhenqi scattered in his body has been basically integrated into the meridians, and the medicinal power hidden in the flesh and bones in his body has been fully stimulated. The content of zhenqi has more than doubled than before.
The only last step left in the practice is to compress the gathered Qi.
This step is like a monster exorcising impurities in the true energy. After it is completed, the path to break through the mysterious realm will be smooth sailing.
If it is a monster's cultivation method, the Samadhi True Fire in You Ziji's body can come in handy. Unfortunately, the cultivation method of the human race's profound realm is different from that of monsters.
The human race's cultivation method is to compress the true energy with stronger pressure, thereby obtaining higher quality true energy.
It is said that the power of the stars in the Xingyue Pond also has a very good assisting effect on this kind of practice. Unfortunately, it is too far away and You Ziji cannot take advantage of it, so he can only work hard and slowly.
On this day, Governor Zhou received an invitation from others to confirm the authenticity of the Five Elements Orb. Naturally, Lieutenant Hong was accompanying him, but You Ziji could not show his face.
According to the plan, after confirming the authenticity of the orb, the time for the temple fair must be determined.
When a temple fair is held, there will inevitably be a mixture of fish and dragons. You Ziji is afraid that the enemy will take advantage of the chaos and snatch the orb away, so he entrusts the earth element orb to Hao Laodao for safekeeping. It can be used in conjunction with Hao Laodao's earth escape talisman, and it may have miraculous effects.
As for the Fire Orb, it also has an effect on monks, which can enhance the power of Hong Duwei's sword skills and make up for his single attack method. However, because Lieutenant Hong needed to protect Governor Zhou and came into contact with many practitioners, it was inevitable that someone would recognize the orb and cause trouble. In addition, You Ziji also needed a pearl to win the trust of the people, so he did not give it to him.
After everything was arranged, You Ziji was still a little worried, so he ran to the Dragon King Temple alone to see if Chang Yun had returned in vain.
