I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 148 Arrangement
Wen Yue took the time to go to the enshrinement building.

The improvement of Zhang Zhichen and Xu Qing's cultivation was not that great, they only increased by two or three floors, and they have entered the late stage of Qi training.

Lu Laodao left the worship building a long time ago, and now Xu Qing is in charge.

The eighth level of Qi training is enough to deal with ordinary things.

Both of them are not too young, if there is no chance, it is probably impossible to reach the Great Perfection of Qi training before the age of 60 in this life.

But this cultivation base is absolutely no problem in the secular world.

Xiaolingzhou is also a small place, and the most powerful monks have only built their foundations, and their strength in the later stage of Qi training can be two points weaker.

Emperor Liang didn't need Wen Yue to care about it.

After the ancestor of Yuan Lingzong was injured, Yuan Lingzong withdrew from the layout of Nanyue Mountain.

The property of the Northern Wei family was severely damaged, and the sect behind it began to weaken again, so the whole body was shrinking. The fourteenth realm of Nanyue Mountain had been recovered, and even more than half of the land that was once Dachen was divided.

After ten years of recuperation, Daliang has surpassed the Northern Wei Dynasty in terms of national strength.

Therefore, even if Emperor Liang was born, aged, sick and died, it would not be a problem for the country.

Emperor Liang's sons were not young, the oldest was almost 30 years old, and his sons were in their twenties. Daliang's regime change was relatively stable.

Emperor Liang didn't want to see him, and Wen Yue didn't intend to see Emperor Liang either.

In the past, there was still some friendship between the two, but later Wen Yue broke into the palace and killed Zheng Zhong, the last little friendship between monarch and minister has long since dissipated in smoke and dust.

Not to mention, ten years were just sending people around.

When Old Hou Ye died, Emperor Liang didn't show up either, but he was sealed again.

Walking out of the worship building, Wen Yue saw three young people.

"Brother, look, that man has white hair."

"What kind of cultivation is he, why can't I see through it?"

The one who spoke was a young man with a sword in his hand. He was not handsome, but his expression was a little haughty, with a sense of superiority, and the fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness swept over him.

Wen Yue's footsteps stopped, his consciousness was released, and he swept back immediately, and said in displeasure, "Didn't the elders in your family teach you not to use magic power to spy on other people's reality when you go out?"

The leader hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Please forgive me, senior, this is the first time my junior has left the sect."

"A disciple of the Five Spirits Sect?"

"Back to seniors, junior Chen Dong, this is my junior brother Wang Cheng and Liu Chuang, we are from the Five Spirits Sect."

"I came to Liang this time to recruit disciples."

"Junior Wang Cheng."

"Junior Liu Chuang."

"I've seen you, senior." The two hurriedly saluted.

The wave of spiritual consciousness just now couldn't be more clear, this is clearly a senior who has completed Qi training, they dare not neglect.

Not to mention scanning with divine sense, even his eyes were restrained.

Wang Cheng was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, he lowered his head and dared not get up.

"Those who don't know don't blame."

Wen Yue waved his hand, then turned and left.

It's uncomfortable to be glanced at by someone with divine sense, but it's okay if you're a monk of the same level or a high-level monk.

It would be a great offense for the juniors to peep with their spiritual sense.

Wen Yue didn't want to argue too much with them, so he turned and left after a few reprimands.

Chen Dong looked at the two juniors who bowed their heads like chicken cubs, and said unhappily: "Master told me before going out, don't cause trouble."

"Don't conflict with the priests of Liangdu, don't forget the two of you."

"Also, don't use your spiritual sense to sweep away other monks, the brothers in the sect can tolerate a little bit."

"But it's very rude."

"Do you remember?" Chen Dong said sharply.

He didn't expect to meet a monk who practiced Qi Dzogchen as soon as he went down the mountain.

Fortunately, that senior has a good temper, otherwise the three of them would be unlucky.

"Remember senior brother." Liu Chuang and Wang Cheng responded quickly.

Liu Chuang looked at the entrance of the shrine building, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, who was that senior just now?"

Chen Dong pondered for a while, recalling that white hair and his powerful cultivation, he said, "It should be Wen Yue, Marquis of Wu'an in Daliang, and also the strongest monk in the shrine building. Before going out, the master told him not to offend this person."

"Let's go in."

Mr. Tu Shan in the banner thought that the person looked familiar, but when he heard the name, he turned out to be Liu Chuang.

Liu Chuang's spiritual root aptitude is good. Ten years later, his cultivation has reached the sixth level of Qi training, and there is a vague tendency to break through the seventh level of Qi training.

If you maintain this momentum and don't encounter a bottleneck, you can hope to build a foundation in this life.

A few episodes reminded Wen Yue of the arrangements for his eldest son.

"Sir, Peng'er's cultivation qualifications are good, and I want to arrange for him to enter the Five Spirits Sect."

Hearing Wen Yue's words, Tu Shanjun was slightly surprised.

In Tu Shanjun's view, the Five Spirit Sect has no future, and Peng'er has the qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots, and has good resources. In this life, he can hope to make another breakthrough, maybe he will be able to reach the Golden Core.

And he is still there, with Tu Shanjun's teaching, Wen Peng can also quickly improve his strength.

But he didn't tell Wen Yue about it directly.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

The top-grade magic weapon, the soul-respecting banner, is a great temptation to the monks who established the foundation, let alone other monks.

A ten-year-old child can't keep the soul banner.

It was precisely because Wen Yue also had such concerns, that's why he didn't ask his husband to help him take care of the child.

Without mana support, Mister couldn't make a move.

Mr. Tu Shan never interfered with the choice of the flag master.

If he is not good at taking care of children, he is not good at it. If Wen Yue, an apprentice, asks, Tu Shanjun will also consider it.

It's just that the first four banner masters didn't die well, and even Tu Shanjun wondered if the soul banner was unknown.

After Wen Yue's death, what if he brings disaster to the Wen family?
This kind of thing has been seen too much.

There are quite a few people who know about Soul Banner. Can Zhang Zhichen and his wife be trusted?

People are fickle.

Even if they are credible, other casual cultivators or Zongmen monks who speculate on Wen Yue's growth path will also come to ask for treasures.

It's also right not to leave the soul banner to the children.

With the aptitude of Wen Peng's three spiritual roots, slow practice can also keep the family safe.

After arranging the child's way, Wen Yue looked at Mr. Tu Shan in the training circle, and said, "Sir..."

"When Peng'er is sent to the Five Spirits Sect, I will announce to the outside world that I will go out to search for immortals and Taoism, looking for opportunities to break through and build foundations."

"When the time comes, you will use my body..."

"Leave Xiaoling State."

In the magic circle of the training building, although Wen Yue struggled, he still expressed his true thoughts.

It was also the best arrangement he could think of.

His whole life was supposed to be predestined, but who would have thought that meeting Mr. would change his fate against the sky.

He always felt ashamed.

For so many years, he has restricted Mr.'s development.

If his qualifications were better, if he had no worries and had a firm heart towards the Tao, they would definitely see another world.

Tu Shanjun sitting opposite looked at Wen Yue in astonishment.

Wen Yue actually wanted to voluntarily become a banner slave and send him away from Xiaoling State.

"This matter..." Tu Shanjun felt that this matter still needs to be considered.

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me any more."

Tu Shanjun didn't say anything, and returned directly to the Soul Banner.

'You decide. '

Just use the black mist to write a few words on the soul banner.

To be honest, Mr. Tu Shan is also angry.

Everyone has their own ideas, and he can't persuade them, he can't persuade them.

He wanted to use his apprentice's body, he had already retaliated in Falling Cloud Valley, why wait until now.

Tu Shanjun really treats Wen Yue as a disciple.

"Could this be my home, Mr. Tu Shan?" Tu Shanjun sighed, confusion flashed in his eyes.

Get angry, get angry, Wen Yue arranged it right.

Everyone can go after what they want, only he himself is dead.

"How about love."

"You all have your own ideas, I can't control it, I can't persuade you."

"Who cares who cares."

When Tu Shanjun was angry, he simply turned over and practiced boxing, closed the six senses of insensibility, and his soul fell into silence.

One or two, both have the right idea and have their own ideas, and they both think that it is enough to kill one of them.

Wen Yue couldn't help but smile wryly when he saw Mr.

He knew that he would definitely make his husband angry, but there was no way, this was the best way he could think of.

Unless he can build a foundation.

But can he?
Wen Yue took out the jade box containing the Jidan, and finally put the jade box away.

Seven days later.

Zhengxuan Street in Liangdu is crowded with people.

Most of them came to send their children to test their spiritual roots, and some came to watch the excitement.

Because it is the relationship between the imperial capital, the garrison soldiers are dense.

The embroidered clothes guards were dispatched as a whole to prevent someone from making trouble by taking advantage of such a big event.

Liu Chuang sat in a high position and looked at the crowds below. He used to be a part of it, but he changed his life to become a Qi trainer in a blink of an eye. Even the family in Liangdu was taken care of by the court, so he didn't need to worry about it.

It was only later that he found out about Li Qingfeng, Yang Lingu and Meng Zhen.

By the time he knew it, it had happened for several years.

He once went to look for Brother Mo, and wanted to ask something, but when he actually saw Brother Mo, he didn't know where to start.

Brother Mo didn't blame him, but instead told the ins and outs of that day, and also mentioned an object.

"Respect the Soul Banner."

Liu Chuang was silent, he knew it wasn't the problem with the Magic Artifact, and it wasn't the Magic Art that affected Li Qingfeng's sanity.

All this stems from Zhang Wanlong wanting to treat his son's injuries.

Ordinary people healed their wounds with the life of an immortal master, and instead became immortal masters in a flash.

But he needs to find the Honored Soul Banner.

Brother Mo said that the person holding the honored soul banner will be dragged into the soul banner by the evil ghost of the soul banner to be his companion.

If what he expected is correct, Li Qingfeng's soul must be in the soul streamer.

Liu Chuang hated himself. If he hadn't left early, he would definitely be able to help his brothers.

But 'not knowing and leaving early' is not an excuse for him to escape.

He swore in front of Li Qingfeng's grave in the shrine building: "Brother Qingfeng, I will definitely find the soul banner and rescue you."

"I promise you that."

"The auspicious time has come, No. [-] Wen Peng."

Chen Dong could see that his junior brother had something on his mind, but he didn't say much.

Qi practitioners are also human beings, and they also have emotions.

Originally, Liu Chuang was not supposed to be on a mission this time. Selecting the disciples of the sect is a hard job, and they are basically distributed by the sect forcibly. Few people would take the initiative to pick them up.

Chen Dong felt that Junior Brother Liu probably came back to visit relatives.

"Wen Peng?"

Ten-year-old Wen Peng walked up to Crystal and pressed his hand on it.

The spherical crystal suddenly appeared bright.

Surprised, Chen Dong hurriedly looked over, and surprise appeared in his eyes. This strength was obviously higher than that of the four spirit roots.

"qualified."

"Whose child is actually ranked number one."

"Is he the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an?"

(End of this chapter)