Chapter 671 Meticulous

"The body dies and falls into the flag."

"Continue to fight for the sect..."

Yu Long suddenly thought of one of the sect's laws.

That is, encouraging the disciples of the sect to become the ghosts in the ancestor's treasures after their death will not only benefit their families, but will also receive preferential treatment from the sect and provide certain resource conveniences.

Of course, everyone knows the price, that is, there will be no reincarnation in this life, and no reincarnation.

For sect disciples with insufficient cultivation, this is undoubtedly a way.

The sect has recorded reincarnations.

For Qi Practitioners and Foundation Establishment Monks, it is impossible for them to remember their past lives. Therefore, many monks would rather sell their souls to the sect as long as they live.

However, it is very likely that Jin Dan Zhenren will awaken Su Hui in the next life. If a Yuanying Zhenjun like him uses the secret method passed down by the sect, he will also have a great chance to complete the 'San Gong Recultivation' of reincarnation. , which is equivalent to re-walking your own path to immortality with all your cultivation experience.

Yu Long's surging heartbeat calmed down a little.

It was certainly exciting to die fighting for the sect and continue to contribute to the sect after death. He felt that it was right to do so.

However, when faced with major events, it is inevitable to carefully weigh and consider whether to completely give up the retreat and concentrate on growing the sect, or to hold the soul flag as a guardian.

Putting aside the issue of the funeral for the moment, Yu Long must have happily accepted the soul flag.

After all, it is a treasure that gave birth to a weapon spirit, its rank is vague and uncertain, and the master uncle himself is still the cultivation level of the peak great true king. As for the power of the Sovereign Soul Banner, there was no need for his master Taiyi to explain it to him. Back then in Dazhong City, his uncle fought alone against three people of the same rank.

As soon as the formation was opened, millions of evil spirits and ghosts were summoned.

There are countless Nascent Soul Ghost Kings in the formation alone.

If he could hold such a treasure, even the early sages would be able to resist it.

As everyone knows, Taiyi was in the early stage of Nascent Soul and at the realm of the Great True Lord of the Main Soul. He didn't use the sect's trump card and killed the seriously injured Donghai Lord.

How strong Tushanjun is today can only be known if he has a head-on confrontation with the real and intact sage.

If he were to take charge of the Soul Banner, he would immediately become one of the people with the most say in Xingluo.

When Yu Long thought of this, even if he was in the realm of a true king, his blood boiled and he trembled.

The most important thing in the spiritual world is strength. If you have strength, you have everything.

I visualized the vision blooming softly in the sea of ​​consciousness. I suppressed the turmoil in my heart and thought about it carefully. With an expectant look, I turned to ask: "Master, what you mean is that after death, you will definitely enter the soul flag." Be a helper?”

Taiyi stood in front of the first step, his eyes calm, like a deep mountain stream and a cold pool, quietly looking at the apprentice who had been with him since childhood, without nodding or shaking his head.

it is more than words.

"Go ahead."

"When it comes to big things, you have to be cautious. Master, I can still afford to wait."

Taiyi walked up to Yu Long with a smile, patted Yu Long on the shoulder and said: "Yunfei, at least the master can protect you from wind and rain for a few decades. You have to walk the road in the future on your own. You Uncle Master...he...is a very, pure monk."

…

Yu Long left the brightly lit long hall with deep thoughts.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Thinking of the many years of Dundun's teachings, the growth of the sect, and the current stability, it all belongs to the family.

Yu Long wanted to take over the important responsibilities of the sect from his master now, but he hoped Taiyi could survive. After so many years, Taiyi was both their master and father to their brothers and sisters.

Yu Long walked along the mountain road for an unknown length of time. He looked up and saw the courtyard with "Li Mansion" written on it. It turned out that he had arrived at his sister's house.

His brother-in-law was not from a good background and had mediocre talents. Yu Long did not like him. He always persuaded his sister that he could find a better family for her.

The disciples of prominent families and talented monks within the sect are free to choose.

But my sister still chose this poor boy.

Yu Long was very angry at that time.

Then I thought about how he was still with me after all, so I just let it go. Anyway, if you can't live in the future and get divorced, with him as your elder brother, even the second and third marriages will be popular.

Thinking of his sister's words back then, Yu Long felt helpless and didn't know how to refute.

The two of them became Taoist couples, and Yu Long couldn't ignore it, but their talents were not really good, and they had not cultivated the golden elixir for so many years.

It's not that the sect doesn't have gold-forming elixirs, nor does it lack the secret technique of forming elixirs. The elixir-forming spiritual objects in his hands are also the best, but he tried several times without success.

Yu Long arrived silently.

He did not go directly to see his sister, but first went to the study to find Li Xuan.

Li Xuan, who was writing something at his desk, suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing. He immediately looked at the window and couldn't help but look puzzled. Then he quickly stood up with his eyes focused. He hurriedly put down the brush in his hand and raised his hand to the man in the gold and jade fire robe sitting on the low couch far away. , looked a little timid and whispered: "Brother, why don't you let the servants inform you?"

"Come here, go and fetch the madam."

"Yes, sir."

She pushed open the study door and approached an old woman. She smiled and said softly: "Brother, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You are still so high-spirited and haven't changed at all."

Yu Long stood up and stretched out his hands, but something was stuck in his throat. A Yulong monk's retreat could last for more than ten or decades. When he came out again, his sister was already old. Counting on the fingers, it has been nearly two hundred years. For a foundation-building monk, this is everything in life.

…

Yu Long didn't know how he walked out of Li's Mansion. He only remembered looking up and seeing the stars hanging over his shoulders, and the Changling Mountains in the distance glowing with the moon.

He walked on this familiar path for a long time. The ghostly spirits in the mountains and forests did not dare to block him and gave way one after another. The spirits and beasts ran quickly without daring to look far away.

"Junior Brother Yu?"

Yu Long quickly recovered and looked at the hook-nosed monk on the other side of the short table. He was not Wu Rong.

He picked up the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp, then said: "Senior brother, you are really free. Hiding in the back hill of the sect and not caring about worldly affairs, he is really like the highly cultivated and refined scholar mentioned in the book, and is the envy of others."

"Except for the birds, beasts, and ghosts, there are no people here at all. As a sect leader, my junior brother cannot be like me."

Wu Rong also drank slowly with a smile, and then asked: "Junior brother Yu, is there something on your mind? There is no one else. The spiritual wine here is enough, so feel free to drink it."

"When you get drunk, sleep here with me. The big cave I opened can accommodate a hundred and eighty people without any problem."

Wu Rong was sensible and didn't ask any further questions.

The two of them were brothers who grew up and were of the same generation. They had experienced a lot together since they were young, so some words didn't need to be said.

Especially, now that both of them are Nascent Soul monks, they naturally have their own secrets. It is best not to ask. Not asking doesn't mean that you don't care, it just means being sensible.

Yu Long sighed and said: "After so many years of practice, practicing in seclusion, it can range from a few months to half a year. In a blink of an eye, ten or twenty years, I went to see my sister this time, and suddenly found...she is old, and her life has been extended. I will give her all the elixirs and long-lived spiritual things."

As he spoke, Yu Long raised his head and drank.

The mellow aroma of the spiritual wine spread instantly.

"People will always grow old." Wu Rong sighed.

It must have been more than a hundred years since his parents passed away, and they had experienced separation and death.

But this is always hard to persuade. Everyone has a different view on life and death. All he could do was sit there quietly and drink with Yu Long.

Next to her, Yin Ji bends over to pour wine.

The two talked a lot.

Ever since I was a child, I have talked about the battles we faced together, the dangers of treasure hunting in secret realms, and the joy of sect training.

"Senior brother studies the underworld and ghosts. I must have read the sect's secret method of reincarnation. I wonder what senior brother thinks of this?" Yu Long's slightly cloudy eyes glanced over unintentionally, then lowered his head to look at the wine bottle in front of him, He seemed to have seen the appearance of this wine bottle in someone's hand.

The taciturn but powerful uncle always drank from such a wine bottle.

Yu Long looked at Wu Rong, who was looking across the low table. He was wearing a black and red robe and a Taoist bun. There was a bit of sharpness in his movements, but he also gave people a calm and steady look.

"The reincarnation of the foundation-building monk cannot remember his previous life. Even if he finds her again, she will be nothing more than a similar flower in the world."

"Senior brother."

"If you die."

"Will you...will transform into the soul flag and continue to serve the sect?"

Wu Rong raised his head, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he frowned again, and then seemed to think of something, and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

He didn't explain why. Senior brother Zhou Xinglie once said that if he died, Wu Rong would steal his master's soul flag and take him in.

"If we use the secret method to reincarnate, in the next life we ​​can cultivate to the realm of Jindan Zhenren and awaken the wisdom of the previous life."

"I have my reasons."

"Um."

Yu Long had an impulse at this time. He really wanted to tell Wu Rong what his master said.

He wasn't quite sure what his psychology was, whether he wanted strong military support but didn't want to be trapped by the flag, or whether he felt that the wizard brother was trustworthy enough to tell him the sect's secrets.

After much thought, Yu Long still didn't say anything.

After all, that was what his master had ordered him to do, and he had to keep his composure. Even if I had to tell Brother Wizard, it would never be now. Maybe after he made his decision.

…

Yu Long was sent away.

A person walked out of the cave.

Zhou Xinglie said in surprise: "Could it be that the life of the head of Taiyi is about to expire, that's why you ask this question? I don't think Junior Brother Yu is someone who would put his sister into a banner."

Then Zhou Xinglie said worriedly: "It's not a good thing if the sect master's life span is short. There are only two people to take over, either Junior Brother Yu or Junior Brother Qiu."

Wu Rong, who was standing on the jade platform of the pavilion, looked solemn and shook his head: "No, since Junior Brother Yu asked this, this matter will definitely not be that simple. We cannot change the sect leader's mind, and even Junior Brother Yu cannot persuade him. If you ask this question, it must be related to yourself."

"After all, we have been together for two hundred years."

"ah?"

"But it shouldn't be. Junior Brother Yu is just when he was young..."

"So there's a problem."

"Senior brother, didn't you understand the point? It's a banner!" Wu Rong's face turned gloomy.

Zhou Xinglie was shocked: "Is it Master?!"

"No."

"Not Master either?"

"Senior brother, don't you think it's strange?"

"What's weird?"

"The Zunhun Banner is the sect's most precious treasure. It's really good for the master to control it, but why can it be controlled by the master and exert great power? It should be noted that whenever the treasure is used, it must be sacrificed by the divine consciousness in order to fully display the strength. .”

Wu Rong's face turned and he looked at his senior brother and said: "In the past, the sect leader was still searching for ghosts with great fanfare, but at that time the master was in seclusion, and he stayed in seclusion for twelve years."

"Senior brother, you will never forget it."

"Of course I won't forget it!"

"This doesn't make sense. The master is in retreat, but the soul flag is not controlled by the master, but by the master and uncle of the sect."

"In the battle in Dazhong City, Master fought alone against three supreme true kings. Before he was hit by a giant ship, he immediately threw the soul flag back. What do you think the reason was?"

"this……"

Zhou Xinglie was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Master, are you asking your uncle to save him?"

Wu Rong's face wrinkled up, he took a deep look at his senior brother, then patted his forehead and said in a long voice: "Senior brother, think about it with your heels. If Master wants to be rescued, he will definitely not throw the treasure back. Instead, we will let the giant ship support us and let our uncle take action. What does it mean to give up the treasure?"

"Would a monk throw away his magic weapon in a fight?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"With Master's temperament, he must have deep meaning in what he did." Wu Rong's eyes sparkled with dazzling light, and he said more and more confidently: "And since that day, the sect leader once again ordered the collection of evil spirits and ghosts, but this is obviously a drop in the bucket. , Therefore, the ghost sea and the formation of the evil whirlpool will be properly destroyed at that time."

"The evil tide of the Ghost Sea reappeared, and it has been collected by the monks of our sect ever since."

"Where do you think they all went?"

Zhou Xinglie's eyes widened at this time. He felt goose bumps all over his body. A numbing coldness gathered on his back and went straight to his head, making his whole mind dizzy. But that didn't stop him from flashing a look of surprise, astonishment, or horror, with a gloomy expression mixed with determination of his younger junior brother.

He had always thought that his junior brother had no interest in worldly affairs and was not interested in anything other than cultivation. Unexpectedly, he was so meticulous and meticulous!

"you mean?"

Wu Rong's throat rolled, he clenched his trembling hands, and his lips were covered with dry, cracked dead skin.

He licked his lips and said: "Perhaps, our master is not... a human being?!"

Buzz.

Zhou Xinglie felt like his head exploded at this moment.

He hurriedly vetoed: "Impossible!"

Zhou Xinglie stared at Wu Rong, gritted his teeth and said, "Absolutely impossible."

"I also think it is extremely impossible, but all the things I have observed point to one thing, that is, the person in charge of the soul flag is not our master, but the sect master and uncle. Now Yu Long takes this Ask me the question, is it true? It means that to become the sect leader, you have to control the soul flag."

Zhou Xinglie suddenly fell silent.

"Senior brother, I have received all the inheritance from the master. I am a Nascent Soul monk who uses the soul flag as a spiritual treasure. I understand..."

"This is all your personal speculation."

"Maybe it's just because the skills have the same origin that we can use the treasure."

"Master can also use your soul flag at will, you cannot deny this."

Wu Rong also fell silent. He agreed with his senior brother's point of view, but he also retained his own point of view.

He raised his head again, his eyes flashed, and said: "This time the evil spirit of the ghost sea in Dazhong City is repaired, if the master will definitely return with the senior brother, if the master and uncle do not hold the soul flag, then the two of them will not go together. .”

"If the two of them go together..."

"Junior brother, what do you mean?" Zhou Xinglie looked at Wu Rong.

"If it is really as I suspected, you and I, brothers, may be..."

Looking at Wu Rong, who looked serious and acted meticulously, as if he was a 'master' wherever he stood, Zhou Xinglie suddenly laughed.

A happy smile.

The second update will be later.