You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Hongchen Umbrella watched stupidly as Fang Lei carried the Ten Thousand Souls Flag and left here in a swaggering manner!

"Hahahahahahaha!" As soon as he left the Hongchen Umbrella, Fang Lei could no longer hold it in and started laughing.

"I didn't expect that I would win in the end! Hahahahahaha!"

Fang Lei had already honestly admitted defeat. After all, the most fundamental cause of this incident was himself.

So he actually planned to hold the Ten Thousand Souls Banner high and let it go, while slightly punishing the Red Dust Umbrella, and that was how it ended.

"Tsk!" Wanhun Banner tutted his tongue unceremoniously.

But when Fang Lei heard this "tsk", he thought of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag on his shoulders, and his smile suddenly turned mean.

"Stop tutting, come on, little banner, and call me to listen. Master, too!"

Fang Lei patted the pole of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and said as if he was being mean.

"Master!" Wanhun Banner said lifelessly.

"No, no, you have to say it with a smile!" Fang Lei refused.

"I can't laugh. Let me be quiet first." Wanhun Banner planned to get through first.

"That won't work!" When Fang Lei saw this, he didn't go around the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Instead, he just played around with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

While juggling, Fang Lei continued to force Wanhun Banner to call him master with a smile.

"I...don't...scream!" Wanhun Banner also lost his temper at this time and said every word.

Too cheap! Wanhun Banner is now furious. If it weren't for Fang Lei who did this to her, Wanhun Banner would have taken action long ago!

Wanhunban began to make up his mind. If he couldn't afford to offend him, why not hide from him?

When she escapes, she will hide for a hundred years! No one can find her.

When Fang Lei heard this, he raised his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, seemingly introspecting.

Only Wanhun Banner saw this scene, and his heart began to feel cold.

She didn't believe that this mean master would let her go, especially when she was lucky enough to win against her master!

He immediately started twisting and turning, and actually managed to free most of his body.

"All we need is the flag pole!" Wanhun Banner thought excitedly.

Sizzling——

There was a strange sound, and then the Ten Thousand Soul Banner fell limply on Fang Lei's shoulder.

Fang Lei's whole body began to surge with thunder, and it was obviously these thunders that completely paralyzed the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

At the same time, Fang Lei started dancing the Ten Thousand Soul Flags harder and started juggling.

An hour——

"Call me master!" Fang Lei said with a smile.

"I...don't...scream!" Wanhunban was stubborn.

Three hours——

"Quick, quick, quick!" Fang Lei seemed to have found a new toy.

"Bullshit master! I won't scream!" Wanhun Banner began to give up on himself.

Six hours——

"Little banner, hurry, hurry, hurry!" Fang Lei was still in high spirits.

"Master~" (scary fake smile) Wanhun Banner began to give up on himself.

"No, it's too fake!" Goosebumps appeared all over his body, and Fang Lei expressed his disapproval of this answer.

Nine hours——

"Master~" Wanhun Banner murmured unconsciously, accompanied by bursts of sobbing.

"Xiao Banban, why are you so weak?" Fang Lei was still in high spirits.

"I can't scream (woo woo)!"

Wanhun Banner whined in a low voice, no matter how Fang Lei teased it, it was still whining.

Fang Lei narrowed his eyes and felt that the Ten Thousand Soul Banner had not reached its limit, so he simply continued!

Eleven hours——

"Woooooo~" Wanhun Banner was wailing at this time.

It was as if all the heart had been removed, and he kept whimpering without caring about the outside world.

And this is Fang Lei's true purpose.

So until then, Fang Lei sat down with no expression on his face.

Very gently he placed the Ten Thousand Souls Flag on his knees and began to rub the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

"Master~ Wuwu, Master~" Wanhun Banner's voice sounded like crying.

Wanhunban seemed to notice that Fang Lei had stopped and let go of her.

But she had no idea of ​​running away. Instead, she continued to lie on Fang Lei's lap and began to speak her mind in a self-defeating manner.

"The Wanhun Banner can't shout! If you can't shout, you can't shout!" The Wanhun Banner's tone was full of frustration and a trace of complaint.

"The Red Dust Umbrella, the Sky-Chasing Bow, the Mountain Ring, the Pure Heart Jade Pendant, the Soul-Chasing Whip, the Sea-Suppressing Golden Dragon Armor, and even the new black and yellow bronze tripod, they are all useful to the master!"

"Only me! Only I am the most useless one!"

Now that he had opened up his chat box, Wanhun Banner simply opened the skylight and spoke frankly.

"Wanhun Banner has worked very hard! Why doesn't Master look at me more!" Wanhun Banner's tone was full of prayer.

Fang Lei put his hand on the cloth of the Ten Thousand Souls Flag and began to rub it gently, as if to comfort and caress it.

Wanhunban also noticed Fang Lei's comfort to her, and originally wanted to stop crying.

But the more this happened, the more unable to stop it became, and sadness began to well up from the bottom of my heart.

I simply don’t care, I choose to be open and cry!

She couldn't call her master with a smile, couldn't she cry and call her master?

"Alas -" Fang Lei sighed. Sure enough, his vague feeling before was not wrong. The Ten Thousand Soul Banners were indeed "competing for favor".

"How can I laugh? How can I laugh! How can I have the face to laugh?" Wanhun Banner's voice started to sound hysterical.

"I also want to be like the Red Dust Umbrella and call me master with a smile every day, but how can I laugh?" Wanhun Banner's words were full of frustration and unwillingness!

These magic weapons of theirs originally only had ignorant spiritual wisdom.

Even the Xuanhuang Bronze Cauldron, in Zhang Mang's hands, only had a little intelligence and dangerous instincts.

They should have vanished after the catastrophe, but they were lucky enough to be favored by Fang Lei, allowing them to escape from the body of the magic weapon, so that their spirituality could be revealed.

This favor was too great, it could be said to be a favor of enlightenment, and they could not repay it!

Because of this, the only one who could not help, the Wanhun Banner, began to worry from the bottom of his heart.

This was the fundamental reason why the Wanhun Banner provoked the riot, and it was also the most normal reason - for itself!

After saying these words, the Wanhun Banner began to feel uneasy -

Just at this time, Fang Lei placed the Wanhun Banner diagonally on his arm, and stroked the banner cloth of the Wanhun Banner more gently with his right hand, and said softly:

"It's useful! Look, didn't you help this time?"

"Is it helping, or causing trouble?" The Wanhun Banner said in a low voice, self-destructive.

"It's helping!" Fang Lei answered affirmatively.

"I think it's just adding to the trouble..." Wanhun Banner still spoke in a low voice, obviously not in a good mood.

"It's to help!" Fang Lei repeated again.

"It's to add..." Wanhun Banner was about to repeat, but was shocked by Fang Lei.

"Hmph, it's to add..." Wanhun Banner continued to hum, and just as she was about to repeat, she didn't expect Fang Lei to use the same trick to shock her again.

"It's to help!" Fang Lei's tone became gentler.

"The master is cheating!" Wanhun Banner was no longer aloof at this time, and said slightly angrily.

Hearing the temper of Wanhun Banner, Fang Lei smiled slightly and gradually said some seemingly irrelevant words-

"People who practice Taoism can stick to many things! Tao heart, Buddha heart, emperor heart, saint heart, devil heart, heaven heart, etc., etc.!"

"The most gratifying thing is that these things will even become more brilliant with the polishing of time."

"However, there are gains and losses, and many other things will gradually lose their original luster with the polishing of time, such as-bottom line, principles."

"Bottom line? Principles?" Wanhun Banner was attracted by Fang Lei's words and stopped being angry. Instead, he asked seriously.

"Do you think these cultivators fell into that side step by step, or in an instant?"

"Of course, it is both. Those who fell in an instant are often low-level, and those who fell step by step are more high-level..." Wanhun Banner paused.

"Yes, blurring their bottom line step by step, losing their principles step by step! This is the origin of the fall of those high-level monks."

"When the monk killed the first person, he might be sad, angry, regretful, and panicked..."

"But when he killed the second person, he was not so resistant."

"When he killed enough people, even if they were innocent mortals, as long as they were unhappy, there would still be people who could raise their butcher knives."

"If you move your bottom line step by step, the bottom line will naturally become dispensable. If you blur the principle step by step, the principle will naturally no longer exist."

"Such a person, whether he is corrupt or not, will be a traitor to the world. , in my opinion, they are no different from those who practice self-cultivation! "

"So the real saints, even if they have to kill mortals, will still feel sadness from their hearts! "

"This kind of sadness is not their pretense, but their bottom line and principles, which always ring the alarm bell for them! "

"Even if their great way requires them to kill decisively, their "human heart" makes them indecisive, so their enemies laugh at them-'that's their weakness'!"

"People use stupidity to predict saints, I use non-stupidity to predict saints; people use their expectations to predict saints, I use their expectations to predict saints. "

Speaking of this, Fang Lei paused, looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and continued to stroke the banner cloth.

"So, I sincerely thank you for protecting my bottom line and principles for me once. "

Fang Lei said a lot of irrelevant things, but the Ten Thousand Souls Banner understood the deep meaning of Fang Lei's words.

If Fang Lei succeeds this time, even if the Red Dust Umbrella makes trouble afterwards, he will suppress it!

Then, this kind of thing will happen a second time! A third time!

The first time he was suppressed, the second time he was punished, and the third time he directly shattered the magic weapon...

Fang Lei's principles, or bottom line, will also begin to blur, so one day...

Preventing problems before they happen is what it means.

"Master, aren't you a heavenly tribulation? Will you also fall?" Wanhun Banner's tone was full of worry.

"If you stick to the bottom line, you won't fall!"

Fang Lei's face was full of smiles, but his thoughts were immersed in the conversation with Jie Lei when he met Qin Xuejian.

...

"When did I say that?"

"Thousands of years ago?"

...

"Master~Master? Master!" Wanhun Banner's voice was full of anxiety.

Fang Lei, who came back to his senses from his thoughts, said jokingly: "What's wrong? Xiaofanfan~"

"Master, what were you thinking just now?" Wanhun Banner is not easy to fool.

"Ah, I was thinking about the way you smiled and called me master, Xiaofanfan!" Fang Lei's eyebrows curved, and he continued to stroke Wanhun Banner.

"Master~" Wanhun Banner's tone became gentle.

"Hmm?" Fang Lei was puzzled.

"Wanhun... Xiaofanfan will always stay by the master's side~" Wanhunfan stuttered.

"Are you shy? Are you shy?" Fang Lei was shocked and asked in surprise.

"..." Wanhunfan was furious and felt that he should not give this rascal a good face!

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