I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

The residents of Dahuai Street closed their doors and windows early for fear of being involved in a fight.

Some bold people peeked through the cracks, as if they wanted to take a look at the situation and excitement.

Or maybe it's the desire for the black flag treasure.

The boundaries between immortals and mortals are blurred, so that monks often appear, and mortals are naturally curious about the monks' magic weapons.

Once you become an immortal, your glory and wealth will be meager.

I felt that if I obtained the magic weapon of the immortal, I would also be able to obtain the method of becoming an immortal.

"If we massacre with an army, can we get treasure?" The prefect, wearing a majestic official uniform and stroking his jade finger, stood on the pavilion and stared at Dahuai Street. Only when he touched the black flag under the locust tree, his eyes changed. Just revealed.

The brocade-hatted master next to the prefect pondered, and said with cupped hands: "Li San has learned the magic of the immortals. Wearing a bearskin, he can even take the heads of enemy generals in the midst of thousands of troops."

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was equivalent to pouring a basin of cold water on the prefect.

It doesn't matter if the military formation is strong. As long as Li San kills him, the prefect, the military formation will naturally collapse.

The light in the prefect's eyes fell silent: "You have such courage?"

"You can wait a little longer."

…

He took off the bearskin cloak behind him, and the bearskin was scattered on Li San's body. When his flesh and blood took root, a foot-tall bear bear appeared in front of everyone.

"Roar!"

The roar was like thunder, turning into sound waves to shock everyone on the other side.

Thanks to Zhou Qiang for bringing him food and medicine these days, otherwise Li San wouldn't be able to withstand it. Fortunately, the bear lines on his back were severe, and the cool air kept nourishing the broken palms.

Chen Qing had seen Li San's magic before. They had all fought against ghost soldiers, but they fled after the ghost king appeared. Now when they see each other again, they still sigh: "What kind of magic is this?"

"It is true that I have never heard of anyone being able to turn into a monster. If it is a bear, then it is a monster." Zha Lianfu, holding the talisman, shook his finger to activate the talisman with his blood.

"Follow me and slay demons together."

"kill!"

A group of six people quickly ran towards Li San, who had turned into a bear.

Li San curled up his lips, he grabbed the treasure and grabbed the treasure. He was both a demon and a demon. He had to nail others as evil heretics in order to express himself.

"Since you are seeking death, I will help you."

At the beginning of the fight, Li San relied on his strong strength to bully himself and raised his heavy bear paw straight towards Chen Qing's head.

Chen Qing did not dare to use his body to resist, so he rolled sideways to avoid it, then raised his long sword with his backhand and slashed at Li San's arm.

"Take action quickly."

Taking advantage of the gap between Li San's attacks, several talismans in Zha Lianfu's hands had already stuck to his body, and Li San suddenly felt that his body's strength was fading away.

If you feel something is wrong, extend your bear paw and shoot horizontally.

Zha Lianfu couldn't dodge and was hit by Li San's huge palm. His body fell out like a broken sack, half of his body was numb.

A look of pain was concentrated on his face, but he had lost his voice and couldn't cry out at all. It was as if something had blocked his throat, leaving only a faint sound. His bloody body staggered up but fell to the ground again.

An iron net swung over Li San's body, and the rope attached to his body shrank instantly.

The extended rope was held in the hands of four people.

Seeing that Li San was sealed, he quickly tightened the chains, his arms forming a strangled frame, and tightening them in four directions.

Chen Qing smiled evilly: "I finally caught you."

"I know you are strong, so I prepared the blood talisman and the demon-binding net."

Just as he was about to raise the sharp sword in his hand to kill Li San, Chen Qing put it down again. It's not that he has any good intentions, but that he is afraid of destroying the balance.

What if instead of killing Li San, he was allowed to escape, he would have to pay a high price if he tried to trap him again.

Now that he is bound, ignore him for now.

Chen Qing passed Li San and walked under the locust tree. The black flag was right in front of him.

Li San yelled, but the more he struggled, the tighter the mesh became.

The talisman on his back was still weakening his strength.

The person holding the rope urged: "Get the baby quickly, we can't trap him for too long."

"The powerful treasure that can kill the ghost king belongs to me, Chen Qing." Chen Qing laughed, put his hand close to the soul flag, and then grabbed it.

As soon as he held the soul flag, his face stagnated, and immediately a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

A shrill scream came from his mouth.

The four people who trapped Li San couldn't help but look over and saw that Chen Qing was covered in black energy. In an instant, all his flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton, still in a struggling posture.

Seeing this scene, the four people who tightened the iron rope were so frightened that their souls almost fell out.

Opposite them was Li San, laughing loudly in the iron net.

"Let you guys be greedy, how can the Taoist Priest's treasure be so easy to get?"

One of them saw something strange happening and immediately dropped the rope and ran for his life.

Without a corner of restraint, the suppressed Li San immediately escaped from the trap and smashed the head of the escaping person with one palm. What was left was nothing but crooked melons and cracked dates, all of which became dead souls under the palm.

Walking in front of Zha Lianfu, Li San stamped out Zha Lianfu's life.

Those who were watching the excitement, whether they were residents or those who were observing in the dark in an attempt to obtain the treasure, were all startled.

Chen Qing is not an ordinary person, he is a famous expert in Huaifeng. Such a person turned into bones after touching the black flag.

Li San returned, looking at the black flag but not reaching out to take it. Even though he was favored by the Taoist priest, he didn't feel that he was destined.

It should be Capt. Han, but Capt. Han is dead.

However, after Chen Qing touched the soul flag, his flesh and blood disappeared and turned into a white skeleton, which shows that Chen Qing is not qualified either.

Such a master is not good, let alone an ordinary person from Huaifeng.

Li San felt that his original strategy was probably wrong.

"The Taoist master must have a deep meaning behind leaving the treasure. I shouldn't make any assumptions. In that case, I'll wait for someone who can take away the treasure."

…

It's actually not very profound to say.

Although Han An is good, his strength is limited after all. In the end, he even needs to recover the power of the scattered incense to activate the soul flag.

And apart from the initial stretch out to grab the Foundation-Building Ghost King, Tushanjun did not take any further action.

Han An's little strength was not enough to support his body out of the soul flag, so he casually sent a foundation-building Yin Shen to take care of the remaining Luo Jiao monks.

The mana of the incense was exhausted, so that no one restrained the open soul flag, so it remained Zhang Xu's appearance.

With no one under control, the evil power of the magic weapon is displayed, and it is not surprising that a warrior with close to innate strength is swept away by the evil spirit.

…

Another half month.

Rumors spread that Li San was a monster, although people in Huaifeng City did not dare to say it in front of him, and they inevitably pointed and talked behind his back.

Zhou Qiang also delivered meals secretly, not daring to let others know.

Li Sanfei didn't understand. The bear pattern on his back and the bear skin on his big cloak were the only traces of his body. When activated, he turned into a bear in an instant.

The ignorant people in the city don't know right from wrong, and they become hostile if they are easily deceived by others.

But he can't leave yet.

In the evening, Zhou Qiang came over to take away the food box. He couldn't help but look at the soul flag, and he didn't know when there was another white bone there that he reached out to touch.

Counting the original Chen Qing, there are now four bones standing next to the soul flag.

Li San saw Zhou Qiang's gaze and warned: "This treasure is very dangerous. If you want to touch it, I can't protect you."

Zhou Qiang shook his head quickly like a rattle and refused repeatedly: "I don't dare to try."

"Why is Uncle Li guarding the treasure? Why not take it away."

Hearing this, Li Sanlue pondered deeply and said sadly: "The Taoist Master has been kind to me. It is a great blessing to have this Taoist career. It is too greedy to covet treasures any more."

"pity……"

The light shines brightly in the distance, streaking down a ray of sunshine.

It should have been a warm light but it only felt cold.

Li San suddenly tilted his head to dodge, and the bear pattern on his back lit up. He picked up Zhou Qiang beside him and relieved himself, turned over and left the place, and looked intently at the place where the sharp light struck.

There stood a young man in silver robes, with a sharp sword in his hand.

"Who are you?"

"Huang Man."

The man named Huang Man turned the long sword in his hand, and the mana flowed to reflect the sword body. His sharp eyes looked past Li San to the Zunhun Banner behind him.

Li San touched his cheek, and the faint blood turned into his hand.

This guy is a tough guy.

It's no longer the ruthless charlatans he dealt with, nor the strange people with some magical powers.

When asked who he resembled when facing this person, Han An's figure flashed in Li San's mind.

You can stop him if you try your best to stop him, but why bother to stop him?

Li San took half a step to get out of the way of Hun Banner's body, not wanting to fight with him.

The man said nothing, walked towards the soul flag and reached out to hold it.

His pupils narrowed sharply, and when he was about to pull out his arm, he saw the flesh and blood on his palm quickly disappearing.

A cold light flashed, and the arm was broken, causing the magic power to seal the blood. His face was pale, he couldn't care about anything else, and he left as if running away.

Zhou Qiang opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "I thought he could take away the treasure."

Li San was also amazed: "He is indeed a powerful person. He is the only one who has saved his life in the past half month."

…

An autumn rain and a cold.

Pedestrians on the street put on extra clothes.

After the initial freshness, no one came to get the soul flag anymore.

Li San also enjoyed his leisure time. Even though rumors were spreading, he turned a deaf ear and stayed on Dahuai Street.

At dusk, figures slowly approaching under the setting sun.

"Amitabha."

Xuan's Buddhist name made Li San couldn't help but look at the person in front of him.

His face was like a crown jewel, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were lowered. If it weren't for that shiny bald head, one would have thought he was the son of a noble family.

The monk's hands are clasped together, and the Buddhist beads are wrapped around his left hand.

But unlike ordinary monks, the beads look white and gray and are not made of sandalwood.

The monk's robes were all gray, and the gloomy color did not have any solemn appearance.

"The donor is polite and the young monk understands the Dharma."

Li San performed a nondescript Buddhist ritual. If the monks from Huaifeng Temple saw it, they would probably glare at him.

"I wonder what Master is here for?"

Juefa did not correct Li San, but nodded slightly: "Amitabha."

"The young monk came to kill the monster, but found that the monster disappeared. He came looking for the breath, only to find that it had been covered by the donor."

Li San pulled the bear skin on his back: "The bear skin was given to me by a black-robed Taoist priest."

"The donor has good luck. He must have met an expert."

"I'm really ashamed. The young monk is not good at studying. The magic he applied to you is only half-assed."

Not to mention how much the monk saw, Li San didn't find it strange at all.

Following Juefa's gaze, Li San found that Juefa was also looking at Black Banner.

Li San frowned. No matter who the Taoist master was, he was always wearing Taoist robes.

The treasure must be in the hands of a Taoist. It would be a bit strange for a monk to take it.

However, Monk Juefa was very kind. Li San felt that he needed to remind him: "Master, this is the treasure left by the Taoist Priest. It is very fierce."

Juefa walked over slowly, reached out to touch the bones around the soul flag, and shook his head slightly: "The most famous sect for refining the soul flag is the Blood Evil Sect, which requires extracting raw souls and condensing evil energy to fill the original mold."

The dense white bones turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

"I didn't expect that the young monk would see the magic weapon 'Soul Flag' today."

"Now that I have seen hell, how can I not enter it?" Juefa touched the main pole of the soul flag and immediately grasped it tightly.

…

[Whether to bind the new banner master]

Hatannai Tushanjun slowly opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes seemed to want to break through the darkness in front of him.

After waiting for a long time, finally someone came who could resist the evil spirit leaking out from the magic weapon. It's not like the previous ones, who just touched the soul flag and were devoured flesh and blood and gave birth to soul.

"Monk?"

Tu Shanjun didn't think so and nodded: "Yes!"

There is one more chapter to be revised and published.