After finishing the inspection, he locked the door and returned home to the old man.
My son hasn't come back yet.
After eating, he lay down on the bed.
Feeling that I couldn't eat anymore, I put on the old man's clothes and walked to the courtyard to sit down.
In the moonlight, he opened the Soul Reverend Flag in his hand.
The Chi Chang Zun Soul Flag is cold in hand.
Refreshing.
It seemed that as long as I held the Soul Flag, I felt very safe and my heart calmed down.
This thing is an absolute treasure.
It's a pity that Old Man Xiang doesn't know how to use this thing.
I originally thought about handing it over to the Enshrinement Building, but I delayed it for a while, and now I have no intention of handing it over to the old man.
Anyway, those immortal masters didn't know that a treasure was missing.
There is a lifelike ghost face painted on the soul flag.
He has seen it many times.
I was scared when I first saw him, but now I'm used to it, even though I still have a slight sense of horror.
Black background with red edges, very delicate.
It was a hundred times more exquisite than the handkerchiefs carried by the old men he had seen before.
Tushanjun inside the soul banner frowned, he was no different from being in jail now.
I originally wanted to take away Li Qingfeng's body, but now my plan has been shelved.
And without the support of scriptures, Old Man Xiang has no way to become a Qi practitioner.
If you don't become a Qi practitioner, you won't have magic power, and you won't be able to activate the soul flag.
Missing such a link is equivalent to directly breaking the connection.
The road was difficult and dangerous, so Old Man Xiang didn't think much about it.
Now that I have some free time, I can study with peace of mind.
"How do immortal masters stimulate babies?"
Thinking about it, Xiang poured his inner energy into the Zunhun Banner along the palm of his hand.
Tu Shanjun's eyes widened suddenly, and the inner energy delivered actually had a hint of mana.
The amount is just too little.
There is no way to cast the dream spell at all.
But you can let Tushanjun influence the Soul Flag.
Tu Shanjun suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Quickly activate the black energy to surge on the soul flag.
The old man Xiang felt a little strange.
Why is it that after instilling inner energy, a black mist appears on this small flag?
And it condensed crookedly.
It's like... words.
"Pouring, internal air."
"Come more."
Read them one by one to the old man.
He was so frightened that he immediately threw the soul flag to the ground.
The lack of inner energy directly cut off Tushanjun's escape route. The words on the soul flag dissipated instantly, turned into gray mist, faded, and finally disappeared.
Be ready for the old man.
After staring at it for a quarter of an hour, I didn't see any movement in the soul flag.
Then he picked up the soul flag again and murmured in disbelief: "It can't be alive, right?"
With suspicion, he once again injected his inner energy into the old man.
"Inner Qi, come more."
Words did appear on the palm-sized flag, but this time there were only four words.
As a second-rate master in the world, Old Man Xiang has quite a lot of internal Qi reserves.
Midnight passed.
Until the old man exhausted all his inner energy.
Tu Shanjun shook his head, inner energy was not magic power after all.
Although it contains a trace of mana, it is not enough to extract enough mana to use the dream spell.
It just gives him a wider range of activities.
"Since the Yin Soul Pill can help Qi practitioners practice, can it help the old man's internal Qi to advance?"
Tu Shanjun doesn’t know if it’s possible, but now he can only act like a dead horse.
The black mist flickered, and the egg-sized Yinhun Dan rolled out from the black flag and landed on the stone table in the courtyard.
The old man Xiang's eyes widened.
She exclaimed: "Baby, she laid an egg!"
I've only heard that chickens and geese can lay eggs, but I haven't heard that this kind of baby can lay eggs.
And it is also the treasure of the immortal master.
This time, the words on the soul flag changed again.
only one.
"eat."
Talk to the old man.
His eyes were completely filled with fear.
This thing is so weird.
Even if it swallows the inner energy, it can still lay eggs.
Black eggs don't look good.
And now this thing actually hinted at him to eat it.
What to eat?
Did you eat this egg?
Tushanjun was also helpless, he really had no choice.
If you believe it or not, just look at the old man himself.
If he can continue to improve the quality of his inner energy and get closer to the magic power, he can use the dream-entrance technique, and there will be a way to pass the scriptures to the old man Xiang.
Regardless of whether he has spiritual roots or not, he can still give it a try.
Even if you don't have spiritual roots, you still have backup plans.
One Yinhun pill should not kill anyone.
But apart from this method, Tushanjun had no other choice.
He stretched out his hand to the old man and wanted to touch the Yinhun Dan, but the old arm hovered above for a long time and he did not dare to make a move.
He took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it in a Yinhun Dan that was as big as an egg.
The coolness could actually be transmitted to his hands through the handkerchief.
He didn't dare to eat.
Food of unknown origin should not be eaten casually.
What's more, it's so weird.
Old Man Xiang was even more afraid to eat it.
Moreover, it stopped sending inner energy to the Zunhun Banner for several days.
Without the inner Qi with magical properties, Tushanjun inside the soul banner can't do anything. He can only continue to study martial arts, scriptures and techniques in the soul banner.
Mr. Tushan can also understand the old man's thoughts.
If it were anyone else, I wouldn't dare to eat it.
The Zunhun Banner originally looked eerie and terrifying, with ghostly faces appearing as if they were alive.
Black twisted words will appear on the flags, and black egg-like things will even spit out.
Not to mention that ordinary people don't dare to eat it, even Qi practitioners don't dare to try the medicine on themselves. Who knows if they will die.
Tu Shanjun just feels very sad.
The prison is such a good place, I can only stare at it.
There are so many criminals, even if hundreds of people are really dead, they will not be discovered.
Moreover, countless corpses are carried out of the prison every day.
The three-story prison houses thousands of prisoners.
If you can get them all, you might be able to evolve them into the best magic weapon.
"Quit haste and use patience."
Tu Shanjun warned himself.
It is true that fate played a trick on people. Old Man Xiang did not hand over the Soul Reverence Flag, and the Qi Practitioners in the Enshrinement Building did not investigate deeply, which resulted in Tushanjun's current situation being very embarrassing.
I originally thought about entering the worship building. There are so many Qi practitioners inside, and anyone who can get the Soul Flag can use it.
First, place Li Qingfeng's body in a safe place, and then help a banner master become stronger.
Unexpectedly, something big happened, causing Old Man Xiang to keep the Soul Flag in his hand.
All Tushanjun's plans were directly put on hold.
Another day.
Old man Xiang put on the black robe of the embroidered guard as usual, carried a sword on his shoulder, and went out with a lantern before dawn.
The moment the door opened, the old man's eyes widened.
Lying at the door is a bloody man.
His hands and feet were crooked to the side at an abnormal angle.
It fell towards the lantern in the old man's hand and fell to the ground.
"Son!"
He rushed towards the old man and helped his son up.
Check out his son's injuries.
The tendons of his hands and feet were severed, and his legs were fractured and weak.
The person is still in a coma.
The wife who came over after hearing the news saw her son at the door, her eyes darkened, and she fainted.
The sun is high in the sky.
The doctor carrying the medical kit walked out of the door.
"Doctor Feng, my son's condition." He asked the old man quickly.
The doctor wearing a square hat shook his head and sighed: "From now on, he can only lie on the kang and never stand up again."
"Mrs. Ling's qi and blood attack her heart. This disease can only be cured."
He sent the doctor away to the old man and sat alone at the door.
He is older.
The hideous scars on his face seemed to have turned into deep wrinkles.
Old Man Xiang froze on the spot, his lips trembling, and his only remaining arm was pressed against the knife.
"Over the years, you have offended so many people while handling cases."
"Can Xiuyiwei die a happy death?"
"You still want to show off your ability to let out hundreds of hereditary households."
"They are here to take revenge!"
The pale-faced wife angrily complained to the old man.
As soon as I woke up, I was next to my son and shed tears.
Xiang Baihu closed his eyes and his body trembled.
Turn around and walk out of the door.
Lift your head to the sky.
Tears lay down along the wrinkles.
He must be strong and resolute throughout his life.
He has solved major cases, made meritorious deeds, and saved noble people.
This is what happened in the end.
In the inner hall, the young man lying on the couch looked pale and his eyes were dull.
He turned to look at his mother.
He said in a weak voice: "Mother."
"Mom is here, mother is here." The old woman quickly held her son's hand tightly.
"Mom, I don't want to lie on the couch... for the rest of my life."
"Help."
Wherever you look, there is rat poison used to treat rats.
The old woman shook her head and said: "Son, please hire the best doctor, and you will definitely get better."