I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Wen Yue sent Sanhu's body back.

Because of the wood used to carve the body, there is no smell or rot.

The head was soaked in ghost hands, but it maintained its incorruptibility.

Although the Song family had known about this for a long time, she still couldn't hide her sadness and tears when she actually saw Sanhu's body, and she cried in the coffin.

Wen Yue couldn't do anything. He couldn't even ask his mother-in-law to express his condolences.

Because Sanhu died just to save him, and even the corpse did not come back.

Wen Yue left after kowtowing to his mother-in-law three times.

Returning from Annanbo's Mansion to the Marquis' Mansion, there were many worries along the way.

Lu Laodao's words touched him greatly and made him struggle.

Even if I really embark on the path of immortality, will my lifespan allow it?

His family knew about his affairs, and his original loss was not a small amount. He felt that his time was running out.

"Are you worried?"

On the bed, Song Ran leaned on Wen Yue's shoulder and asked softly.

"well."

Wen Yue sighed. He was a little worried about the future. At least he had to watch his children grow up.

"Go to sleep."

…

ten years.

Time flies.

As night falls.

A figure in black robes was pressed against the wall.

He moved quickly like a real shadow rather than a human being, and in the blink of an eye he had caught up with the watchman.

Just as he was about to strike, a dark arm grabbed his shoulder.

The black shadow's body trembled, and he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

That thing behind him is a ghost.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, but the ghosts behind him are more advanced than him.

This biting coldness alone cannot be emitted by a simple ghost.

Just as he was about to turn around, ghost hands instantly clung to his neck.

Before he could react, he passed out and couldn't see clearly what was behind him.

"Why is it colder?"

The watchman just grumbled.

It's already autumn, and it's normal for a cool breeze to blow, so I don't care to keep up the clock.

Another early morning.

The mist that shrouded Liangdu was lifted, revealing its true appearance.

Wen Yue opened his eyes and said with a little joy: "It is more conducive to practice when yin and yang meet in the day."

Tu Shanjun randomly used an illusion to cover up his original appearance, so that mortals could not see his true appearance.

After a long time, you can't stay in the soul flag all the time. What's the difference between that and going to jail?

So Tushanjun has already been out and about.

My life is very simple, except for practicing and doing chores in the worship building.

The nine subjects are so fulfilling, there is no time to think too much.

They emptied the royal scripture collection pavilion and looked through the collection of books in the enshrinement building.

I just went to two sects and asked them if they had any books of this type.

A lot has changed in ten years.

The most notable thing is Wen Yue's cultivation.

With the overlay of the spirit gathering array and the guidance of Tu Shanjun, a famous teacher in the foundation building stage, his strength has advanced rapidly.

The most important thing is to use Yinhun Dan for assistance.

The evil spirit absorbed by the advanced soul banner advanced magic weapon condensed a large number of Yinhun pills.

With these resources, Wen Yue could advance so quickly.

"Sir, I have entered perfection."

Wen Yue looked at Tu Shanjun who was reading a book at the side, his eyes were a little calmer and calmer.

After all, he has passed his thirties.

Tu Shanjun put down the book in his hand and looked at Wen Yue.

Wen Yue is visibly old. Fortunately, his magic power can keep his appearance, and Wen Yue himself is not too old. Otherwise, Wen Yue would probably become an old man.

"How much longer?"

Wen Yue said: "Less than a year."

Tushanjun didn't ask any more questions.

He thought about unbinding the banner master, but he couldn't.

Once you are a banner master, you will always be a banner master.

Even if you die, you will enter the soul flag and become a driven soul.

The half-finished imaging system is like a decoration. It can do nothing except display various aspects of data step by step.

In the courtyard, an evil ghost wrapped in black robe appeared and took out the ghost he had captured.

As the released ghosts returned, a few more souls were added to the soul flag.

The biggest change in the past ten years has also been the soul flag. The remaining gaps have been filled in for more than 300 years. Tushanjun's strength has also reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Conveniently, he went to Nanyue Mountain to reinforce the sealing formation to ensure that the blood demon inside would not escape.

That is to say, it is impossible to determine the strength of the Blood Demon, and Wen Yue does not have much time, otherwise he will definitely take action to fight the Blood Demon again.

Blood Demon's many powerful spells are too tempting.

Another seriously injured body, half dead, it was time to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

But thinking that Wen Yue's life span was less than a year, Tu Shanjun suddenly felt uninterested.

Without further words, he returned directly to the Soul Flag.

Sometimes I talk so much that I don’t even know whether it is true or false.

In the end, even the so-called concern will turn into lies and empty words, which is really boring.

Tu Shanjun was not someone who could say comforting words. Even though Wen Yue was his apprentice, he could only walk the road by himself.

The only thing he can help is research on the origin and foundation.

Wen Yue also saw Tu Shanjun's helplessness and silence. He stood up from the magic circle, put away the soul flags in the magic circle, pulled them away from the spirit gathering array, and walked out of the practice building.

It's autumn, and the leaves seem to be turning red.

"master."

Chujiu, who was waiting at the door, looked mature, and even his martial arts skills had reached a second-rate level.

Of course, the Hou Mansion itself possesses many natural and earthly treasures. Wen Yue's cultivation is getting better and better day by day, and his control over the amount of medicine is also extraordinary. It is easy to improve the internal strength of a warrior.

"Master, this is a post sent from the worship building."

"The imperial court said that His Majesty is seriously ill and wants to find the immortal master from the enshrining building to have a look."

Chujiu showed the post to Wen Yue.

"Seriously ill?"

A look of surprise appeared on Wen Yue's face. He had not seen Emperor Liang for many years.

Ever since he broke into the palace, even if he had a letter, he would be sent to him, and he would not be allowed to enter the court at all.

He was fine before, but suddenly he became seriously ill.

Wen Yue immediately opened the envelope and looked at it. There were not many things mentioned. One of them was to recruit new Five Spiritual Root monks.

The Enshrining Building has always had a policy of recruiting Wulinggen monks, but the number of places is very small.

Not only because there are fewer resources, but also because the destructive power of Qi practitioners is greater than that of warriors.

Even the Wulinggen monks, under the stimulation of the exercises, as long as they have enough perseverance, they will be able to feel their Qi after a year and a half, and then they will become immortal masters.

Even if you practice Qi at the first level, it is comparable to innate.

If you select a few five spirit roots in a city, hundreds of people will gather across the country.

Such a huge power cannot be restrained by a mortal court.

Is it the emperor's name, the sect's intimidation, or the so-called loyalty?

I can remember things at the age of ten, and my three views have begun to take shape. Even if I can finally brainwash a group of people, there are still some that cannot be brainwashed.

Once there are many qi practitioners entering the level, people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is impossible to guarantee that some people will have improper thoughts, and the damage caused by that time will be far greater than that of ordinary warriors.

Not to mention far away, if they gathered together or burned, killed, and looted, the people would be the unlucky ones in the end, and they might even implicate the rulers of the dynasty.

This is an innate level of combat power, and it is not easy to kill an official.

Even if the high-ranking monks of the Enshrinement Building stepped in to suppress the situation, wouldn't the loss be a loss?

A force beyond his control, Daliang would rather they not show up.

There are casual cultivators in the dynasty who worship him, and their cultivation levels are also good.

Coupled with the quota of more than a dozen Taoist boys, it is enough to deal with the evil ghosts in the territory.

When there is no way for everyone to practice, the emergence of a large number of strong people is a disaster rather than a blessing.

Wen Yue shook off the thoughts in his mind and looked at the letter: "That's it."

The monks from the Wuling Sect will arrive in Liangdu soon and will measure the spiritual roots of people of the right age.

It was precisely because Wuling Sect wanted to recruit disciples that the Enshrinement Building wanted to take advantage of this period to take advantage of this opportunity.

Wen Yue was a little confused, whether he should let his son join the sect.

Tu Shanjun is a foundation-building monk. He has also completed his Qi training and has already checked the child's cultivation qualifications.

Of the three children, only the eldest son Wen Peng has spiritual roots, which is the qualification for three spiritual roots.

The above-average cultivation qualifications are already very good.

If you are willing to work hard, you should be able to reach the perfection of Qi training before the age of sixty.

The second child is a daughter, and the third child is a boy.

Wen Yue is going to adopt the third child to An Nanbo's house.

"It's a pity that it's not three sons."

Wen Yue looked a little gloomy. If the boss went to practice immortality and pursue the Tao, Wu'anhou's lineage would be extinct.

But the adoption of a child has been decided for a long time. Without this child, the Annenberg line will be cut off.

If a family really needs to be destitute, Wen Yue thinks he can bear it.

After thinking about the boss's arrangement, Wen Yue felt that it was too early to discuss the matter. He should at least ask his husband what he thought.

The third thing is about Emperor Liang.

I fell off my horse while hunting and contracted the wind and cold. It would have been better if I cultivated myself, but who could have imagined that it would be more serious.

As he got older, his body became weak due to the large harem, and he became seriously ill.

It is estimated that he will have to lie down for a while, and if it is more serious, he may die.

The letter also didn't say that he was allowed to enter the palace to meet the saint.

Emperor Liang was very stubborn, still brooding about the past, and he didn't want to bow his head and beg Wen Yue.

Even if he really begged Wen Yue, Wen Yue couldn't cure him. He did have some elixirs in his hand, but he didn't know how to cure the disease, so he had to ask his husband to help.

"Does Emperor Liang have any hidden illness?"

It seems that none of the emperors in Daliang lived long.

"Send a letter to Gao Quan and ask about this matter."

"Don't worry, sir."

Instructing Chujiu to do this, Wen Yue walked out of the courtyard. At this time, the school had not ended yet.

The child is almost ten years old, and his foundation is basically stable and he can start practicing.

It's not that Wen Yue wants to delay the child's practice, but because the physical body is unstable before the age of ten, and the three souls and seven souls are in a state of growth. Starting practice hastily will cause irreversible consequences.

I started learning literacy at the age of six or seven, which was just the time to lay the foundation.

There is no need to give your child a big problem just to buy those few years.

Therefore, the age set by the ancients for cultivation is ten years old.

At this age, he is already literate, and it does not matter if he does not understand the scriptures. These introductory qigong training methods do not require practitioners to understand the meaning of the scriptures.

As long as you can persist in reciting, you can feel the Qi. This is also to facilitate children's practice.

The high cultivators who compiled the exercises had obviously taken these things into consideration.