Pagoda Immortality

"What is this?"

Lu Li felt that this small banner was not a good thing.

The fat deacon chuckled, "This is called the Blood Soul Banner. As for the grade, it can only be regarded as an ordinary Xuanqi now, because there is no ghost in it, but it was stained with some blood when it was made."

"Stained with blood?"

"Yes, this small banner was made by a casual cultivator. At that time, he was wantonly killing boys and girls in Liangzhou. I was ordered to kill him and took the Blood Soul Banner away. At that time, the Blood Soul Banner had been soaked in blood for three years. Although it is useless to me, it is still very good for low-level cultivators like you."

Speaking of this, the fat deacon paused before continuing, "Moreover, as far as I know, this Blood Soul Banner can grow. The more blood and souls it eats, the stronger it will be."

"More importantly, it is only a Xuanqi now, and cultivators in the Qi training stage can also control it. If it is a magic weapon, you can't use it at all."

The recognized classification of defensive weapons in the cultivation world is Xuanqi, magic weapon, magic weapon, spiritual weapon... Under normal circumstances, cultivators in the Qi training stage can only use Xuanqi at most, and foundation building uses magic weapons, and Jindan can only sacrifice magic weapons.

"How about it, are you interested?"

"Forget it, I always feel that this thing is too evil, and I don't have the money to buy it." Lu Li shook his head and said.

Apart from anything else, this thing has been soaked in blood for three years, and it was a boy and a girl, how much resentment it must have.

"Boy, don't you really want to consider it? You know, in the world of cultivation, strength is the most important. There are no evil things in this world, only evil people." The fat deacon seemed to want Lu Li to buy this blood soul flag.

"Then why don't you use it yourself?" Hearing the fat man say this, Lu Li also felt a little moved.

This thing feels a little uncomfortable from a distance. If used in the right place, it is indeed a life-saving trump card.

"Well, actually, I also think he is a bit sinister. More importantly, I am now at the eighth level of Qi training, and this Blood Soul Banner can only affect the fourth level of Qi training at most. If I want it to match my strength, I estimate that I have to kill hundreds of people for it to devour."

"And I am a decent and kind person, and I don't have any enemies for me to kill. Even if I want it to become stronger, there is no way..."

It can affect the fourth level of Qi training!

Lu Li's eyes lit up. This is very suitable for him now. Moreover, this thing is not disposable. Should I take it down? After thinking about it, he asked: "How are you going to sell it?"

"Two hundred thousand, or help me do something."

"Two hundred thousand! Why don't you go and rob it!"

"Hehe, you can choose the second condition."

"What condition?" Lu Li looked at the fat deacon strangely, always feeling that the other party was deliberately tempting him to do things for him. Come to think of it, it's not normal for the other party to sell it to him even though he said he had no contribution.

This made him alert.

"It's very simple. You are now at the second level of Qi training. When you reach the third level of Qi training, there will be an assessment to become a formal disciple. According to the previous rules, the assessment location is generally in Qingyang Secret Realm. There is a cave called Qingyang Mansion deep in Qingyang Secret Realm..."

"What do I want you to do? Help me get something in Qingyang Mansion."

"What is it?"

"A stone, a green stone."

"Stone? Is it dangerous?"

"It is somewhat dangerous. If you can take it out, in addition to this blood soul flag, I will give you an additional 100,000 contributions."

"A stone is worth so many contributions?"

"This is not something you should know. Just tell me whether you agree or not."

"Why are you looking for me?" Lu Li looked directly at the fat deacon, as if he wanted to see something from the other's face.

In fact, he also has a certain understanding of the assessment. Because it is not easy to open the secret realm, each assessment requires at least ten people to be gathered before it can be opened. In other words, he is not the only choice.

The fat deacon smiled meaningfully, "It's very simple. You, a chorman, can make so many contributions at once, which is enough to show that you have some means, and I need a smart person like you who has means..."

"Brother is worthy of being a businessman." Lu Li smiled and stretched out his hand, "I promise you."

"Frankly!" The fat deacon threw the blood soul flag directly over.

Lu Li grabbed the flagpole, and the bloody air surged instantly, making him feel a little difficult to breathe. His face suddenly changed, and he quickly bit his finger to force a drop of blood to drip on the flagpole.

In a moment, he felt that he had an inexplicable connection with the blood soul flag. He could even feel that there was a gray space inside the black flag, and gusts of cold wind were wandering and wailing in it, like countless children screaming.

"What an evil thing!"

Although he had recognized the master, Lu Li still felt his soul trembling when he heard the wailing.

After just a glance, Lu Li put it away.

After putting it away, Lu Li asked, "What if the mission is not completed, this Blood Soul Banner?"

"Cannot be completed?" The fat deacon looked at Lu Li with a smile, "If it is not completed, this Blood Soul Banner will naturally be taken back."

"Tsk, got it."

Lu Li pouted and turned away.

Looking at Lu Li's back, the smile on the fat deacon's face slowly disappeared, and he murmured, "I hope you won't let me down."

It was already noon when he returned to the Miscellaneous Service Valley.

Lu Li did not hang around, but went back to his room to practice in seclusion. He did not get the Condensation Pill this time, so he had to wait until next month to receive the contribution.

In the evening, four dejected figures came to the gate of Lu Li's yard. After hesitating for a while, a thin man in gray standing in the middle shook his head, sighed and said, "Let's go. I hope he can forgive us."

The other three looked defeated, shook their heads and followed in.

When they reached the door of Lu Li's room, the man in gray raised his hand and hesitated for a while before knocking.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound was sometimes loud and sometimes soft, as if he was worried about waking Lu Li up, but also afraid that he could not hear it.

After three knocks, the man in gray stopped knocking, lowered his head and waited quietly, and the others did not dare to breathe.

After a while,

Lu Li opened the door from the inside, and when he saw Shi Yanze and the others, he couldn't help but frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Shi Yanze felt cold at the words, and sighed that the other party really held a grudge, but since things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and face it. He bowed his hands and said nervously, "We are here to apologize to the deacon."

As soon as these words came out, the people behind him bowed their heads, "Please forgive me, deacon."

This undoubtedly showed that they had given in.

"Apologize?" Lu Li raised his eyelids and looked at the few people with a smile, "Is there such an apology?"

The few people looked at each other, and Shi Yanze, the leader, suddenly realized it. He spread his palms and respectfully handed over four cards, "Deacon, this is a little gift from us, you see..."