The stone pillar followed the sound and looked around.
The person who stopped him was a thin high school senior with a goatee wearing a long robe.
The man's cheeks were sunken, his brows were gloomy, and his eyes were too sharp, making people want to avoid him at first glance.
Shizhu was no exception, but he still stopped and asked: "Who are you? What's the matter?"
Zhou Liang narrowed his eyes, and a faint evil aura lingered around Shi Zhu.
It didn't look like it was left behind after killing people, but rather like the light gray evil spirit possessed by some heavenly material and earthly treasure.
This actually made him concerned.
Even if there was a mana fluctuation in the Hou Mansion, he didn't care.
It would be better to say that there happened to be a fluctuation there, attracting other casual cultivators in the enshrinement building, making it easier for him to act.
"Is this where Xiang Hu and Xiang Baihu live?"
Zhou Liang glanced at Xiang Hu's door, then looked at Shi Zhu.
Shi Zhu did not cover up, but nodded: "Yes, but Xiang Baihu is no longer on duty and has been transferred to the prison."
"I have something important to do, so I'll take my leave first."
The stone pillars are about to go away.
"Wait a minute."
"What else do you want?"
Shizhu held down the waist knife, looking impatient.
He has entrusted the boss with important matters, but now he has no time to chat with others.
Moreover, when this person saw Xiu Yiwei, he was not afraid of him, as if he didn't take Xiu Yiwei into his eyes at all.
Although he is reckless, he has developed some sense of words and emotions over the years. This person is definitely not a commoner.
"I am worshiping the Immortal Master Lou."
Zhou Liang revealed his identity.
He took off the token from his waist and threw it to Shizhu.
The stone pillar was caught firmly, and when I touched the material, I found four large gilded characters, "Big beam for worship."
"I didn't know that the immortal master was in person, so please forgive me."
Shizhu quickly lowered his head and returned the token with both hands.
Zhou Liang used his magic power to retrieve the token: "I don't know if it's strange, I just want to ask you something."
"Excuse me, Immortal Master."
"A few months ago, when you were escorting the body of Immortal Master Lou for worship, did you get anything from that demon cultivator?"
Shi Zhu thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "No."
Zhou Liang did not believe that there was nothing, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the evil spirit on the soldier.
"Tell me in detail what happened during the escort of the body back."
Shizhu recalled what happened in those days.
Because of the bizarre relationship, the memory is still fresh.
Tushanjun smelled the familiar scent of blood evil.
The goatee in front of me is a monk, and he also practices the blood evil method.
The other side is the other offerings in the Liangdu Enshrinement Building.
That means this person has probably seen Li Qingfeng's body.
Because he is very familiar with the aura of Blood Evil Dafa.
Shizhu thought.
Recalling what happened during that half month.
Suddenly I remembered something.
He didn't pay much attention at first, but when he remembered what was lining his chest, Shizhu's expression immediately changed.
Just as he was about to reach out, he restrained himself and scratched the itch instead.
This small move was also caught by Meng Liang, who was fully focused on it.
He didn't believe that this person was just scratching an itch.
"Soldier, what are you carrying in your arms?"
Shi Zhu hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't blame me, Immortal Master, it's just the half pancake leftover from the villain's morning meal."
"I'm checking to see if I'm still here. If I'm missing half of the pancake, I'm going to be hungry at noon."
As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled meekly.
As if trying to win Zhou Liang's trust, Shi Zhu actually took out half of the leftover pancake from the inner lining.
But Zhou Liang didn't believe a word of it. At that moment, he clearly noticed something unusual. It definitely shouldn't be the half-stiff pancake in front of him.
"Take it out." The goateeed immortal master stretched out his hand confidently.
"Half a pancake indeed."
"Don't force someone to take action."
Immortal Master's face suddenly darkened, and his whole body was covered with magic power.
Shizhu ran away.
No matter what he was hiding, it was given to him by the boss and he could not give it to this person.
Even if this is an ordinary thing in itself, what if the immortal master has malicious intentions to take it away?
Shi Zhu didn't dare to bet that the other party would return the things to him safely.
If it were really a treasure, it would be even more impossible to show it to the immortal master.
"boom."
Goatee takes action boldly.
Shizhu was staggered.
The palm-sized jade object in my arms fell out along the opening of the lining.
The stone pillars were rolling and crawling, trying to pick up the things dropped in front of them while supporting their heavy bodies.
But there was one hand that was faster than him.
He kept his goatee and kept his hands, because he was afraid that if he beat someone to death, he would not be able to question him.
He didn't expect that this blow would actually hit something.
He didn't notice it when he picked up the sacred flag.
It's cold in the hand, lingering with a faint evil spirit, which is very magical.
After looking at it, he knew what it was.
This is clearly a magical weapon recorded in the Blood Evil Dafa.
Zunhun banner.
Most of the Blood Evil Sect disciples who become Qi Practitioners will sacrifice and refine the Soul Flag to become their own magic weapon.
Zhou Liang ordered the magic power to flow into the Zunhun Banner.
The palm-sized flag suddenly became three feet long.
The face of the flag is open, and the face of the ferocious evil ghost is lifelike, as if it will crawl out of the flag at any time.
"Magical weapon, soul-honoring flag!"
Zhou Liang was so excited that he spoke incoherently.
His eyes were full of surprise and surprise.
If you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense.
The Blood Evil Dafa clearly records a ‘flag control technique’.
But why is there no soul-revering flag beside the corpse of the demon cultivator?
There were only two things sent, and there was an orthodox magic sword from a Xuanmen practitioner.
It turns out that the Zunhun Banner was really taken away by the Xiuyi Guardsmen who escorted Mo Xiu's corpse that day, and was hidden away.
Hidden for more than a month.
If it hadn't been for the high-ranking Wuling Sect from Bafang County, they would still be in the dark.
This is also because he was keen enough to find the suspicious points from the clues. Otherwise, he would not have obtained this magical weapon.
Zhou Liang suppressed laughter and raised the soul-honoring flag in his hand.
[Whether to bind the new banner master]
"binding"
After thinking about it, Tushanjun chose to bind.
Since the person in front of me is a monk in the worship building and has already obtained the Soul Reverend Banner, how could he not bind it.
"The main soul evil ghost is stronger than me?"
"Attack magic, a hundred ghosts march at night!"
"There are nearly two hundred souls, and among them there are actually several ghosts of Qi practitioners."
Meng Liang's breathing suddenly became heavy, he was panting like an ox, and his eyes were bloodshot.
I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself.
This is simply a great opportunity.
A big pie fell from the sky.
No wonder the high sect would track it down all the way, and it turns out that this is a high-grade magic weapon.
Not to mention casual cultivators, even sect cultivators may not be able to obtain a top-grade magic weapon.
Being able to afford a medium-grade magic weapon has already exhausted all the financial resources of a mid- to late-stage Qi training monk, and he even has to borrow money from friends.
Today he obtained such a high-grade magic weapon.
"Hahaha!"
Zhou Liang raised the three-foot soul flag in his hand and laughed loudly.
With this high-quality magical weapon, he still worshiped it like a bastard Liang Guo.
The world is so big that it doesn't allow him to come and go.
"Put it down, that's my thing."
Shi Zhu grabbed Meng Liang's ankle, vomited blood and shouted.
"your things?"
Zhou Liang's smile suddenly dropped, his eyes stared, and he sneered: "If you die, you are mine."
"Oh yes."
"I would also like to thank you for helping me keep this treasure. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to compete with Mr. Lu and the others."
"In this case, I will mercifully allow you to enter this soul banner and become a soul."
After saying that, Meng Liang raised his feet with a calm expression, covered with magic power.
With this kick, even if Shizhu is a third-rate martial arts master, his head will be crushed.
Tu Shanjun inside the soul banner frowned.
"Backlash!"
This chapter has been completed!