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Chapter three hundred and thirty seventh soul-calling banner(1/2)

The boy tilted his mouth and his figure disappeared from the lake surface and appeared on the other side of the lake. He raised his hand to wipe his nose and said, "What you know is really a headache." When he let go, he bounced his fingers into the air. A silver bell appeared in the air without any signs. As his fingers bounced, the jingle kept ringing, and there was a faint rhythm that involved your mind, making it difficult for you to concentrate, and even be pulled by the ringtone and fell into a state of confusion.

Xu Han’s most powerful is the soul. He has been practicing hard in the Nitian Cave for more than 60 years. If it takes ten years to reach the elixir stage, then the remaining fifty years have been practicing the soul. The most difficult divine refining song in Tianlei Mountain has been completed by him until only one level is enough. So when the bell rings, the soul in his mind just flashes slightly, and then there is no response.

The handsome young man didn't know this and grinned and said with a wicked smile: "I won't torture you, I'll send you on the way." The figure swayed and appeared beside Xu Han, and a knife in his hand scratched his throat. He thought that his cultivation was high, and as long as the bell could interfere with Xu Han, it would be better to kill him? So he didn't leave a backhand and waved it lazily. However, he didn't expect that the bell that had tried and tried and acted as a wise man would lose its effect in front of Xu Han. Xu Han looked at the boy coldly, lowered his body, pressed the two swords in his hand into the boy's body again, pressed two six-star talismans in his hand, and then quickly retreated. The boy was injured and retreated quickly. Seeing that Xu Han was not affected by the bell, he knew it was not good, but it was too late. He looked at Xu Han retreating in an unbelievable look, blinking his fingers, and blew his voice and exploded. Then a loud bang came from his body, and the sky was burning himself, and then, losing all perception.

This is the second unlucky guy who died at Xu Han's hands because of carelessness. Like the previous one, he didn't even have his name left.

The two six-star talismans exploded, as strong as an earthquake, causing the mountains to shake, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour before slowly calming down. The huge lake was evaporated by half of the lake water. Xu Han did not expect that the six-star talisman was so powerful that he was buried halfway through the cracked rocks, and three stupid dogs were accompanied by him.

The six-star talisman exploded. The instant spiritual energy filled the world. The monks nearby felt the abnormal situation and naturally had to see what happened. Not long after, more than 20 people were stationed above the lake. Some people flew over one after another. These people were stunned as the mountains below were moving, shaking the lake, and didn't know what was going on. After a while, Boss Wen led Liu Fang and other Youshi Shi arrived.

A group of people bowed to each other and flew down. There were monks who flew in the air and monks who built foundations who flew with weapons, all of them approached slowly and carefully.

Suddenly, a pile of broken rocks far away from the lake water made a sound, attracting everyone's attention. The rocks moved more and more violently. As the gravel rolled, a big bag was turned out, and the big bag became bigger and bigger. With a sound of spitting, someone stood up and slapped the dust on his body. He kept muttering: "Oh my God, so powerful? Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would be blown to death and make a joke. He would definitely die again with grievance."

After Xu Han stood up, he looked around and reached out to push the stone pile. The rocks slid above the pile of soil, and three big dogs emerged from inside, shaking off the dust and running towards Xu Han, very intimate.

Everyone in the air was stunned. Three monsters? Who is that person?

Boss Wen and others were even more puzzled, why did this person come here again? He also brought three monsters? What happened to the earthquake just now? With a full head of doubts, Boss Wen came to Xu Han, clasped his fists and said, "This little brother, was he just..."

Xu Han was still slapping the dust, and the sixth layer of protective body was instantly exploded. This was the first time in his life. He thought to himself: "The talisman is too dangerous. You must use it carefully in the future." Seeing that Boss Wen came over, he casually said: "Here is here." The little family quickly put the three dogs into the beast-controlling bag, and then said again: "It's nothing, I killed the devil, and it's like this after I finish." As he said that, he pointed around.

"You killed him?" Boss Wen didn't believe it at all. He led the third team of Youshi for a month to arrest him. More than a dozen brothers died failed to catch the devil. The young man in front of him was casual and killed him.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xu Han didn't defend himself. He searched his spiritual sense and grabbed a silver bell from a pile of gravels, threw it to Boss Wen and said, "He killed me with this broken bell. If he didn't kill me, I'll kill him."

Boss Wen took the bell and knew it was genuine without having to look carefully. The bell's unique powerful tentacles could tell, but he still asked, "Where is the corpse?"

"If you want to find it under the stone, look for it slowly. I'll save people." Xu Han was worried about the more than 20 lives.

Save someone? Boss Wen gave a look at Liu Fang, and Liu Fang hurriedly said, "I'll go with you." Xu Han turned to look at Liu Fang, then looked at Boss Wen, curled his lips, and said indifferently: "It seems that there are people under the lake. I'm not good at water. If you are not afraid of trouble, go and have a look."

Liu Fang didn't say much and took the people to jump into the lake. After half an hour, the lake water was bubbling. Liu Fang and others floated up. Each of them held two young women and went ashore and said to Boss Wen: "There is a stone house at the bottom of the lake, which is full of spiritual energy and there are restrictions outside. These women were locked in the stone house. Unfortunately, a few of them were killed by the devil, and only nineteen people were rescued."

Xu Han successfully portrayed a story about a hero saving beauty, but this hero was not very interested in beauty and bowed: "You saved people, please send them home and say goodbye."

"Wait." Boss Wen hurriedly stopped him.

Xu Han spread his wings and asked, "What else does fellow Taoist do?"

Boss Wen wanted to find out Xu Han's origin, thinking about how to speak, and said in thought: "I don't know where the little brother is from? Where are you going? If you go along the way, wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

Xu Han shook his head and said, "I won't go anywhere, go home to sleep." After saying that, he waved his wings hard, and his body flew out for several miles. After a few more waves, the figure flew into a dot of light, which was invisible.

There were a group of monks and girls who were not sure about the situation left by the lake. The golfers had seen Xu Han twice, but the other monks had the first time seeing him. They were all guessing whose disciple was, who had such ability.

Boss Wen couldn't think of it and simply refused. He ordered his subordinates to send the girls home, then sighed and looked at the silver bell in his hand. When he saw it, his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out. A golden word was engraved on the small silver bell in his palm. Is the devil a child of the Jin family? A figure immediately appeared in his mind.

He hurriedly summoned Qi Youshi and instructed: "If anyone asks, it is said that a young man in green clothes killed the devil alone and saved people with righteousness. We are entrusted by him to send the captured girl home and take action. Don't take credit for me. Remember to remember!" Although the Youshis had questions, Xu Han was indeed killing the demon alone, so he left. Boss Wen looked at the other monks again. He walked slowly to the lake, pretended to be scooping water to wash his face, secretly threw the bell into the lake water, and then flew away.

Xu Han flew away from the deep mountains and came everywhere. There were crops everywhere. It was dark and there was no one. After quietly landing on the ground, he hurriedly released three big dogs. The scene became more and more scared. The more he thought about it, the six layers of wing shield protectors were instantly shaken by the talisman. He was worried that the three dogs would be injured. After careful examination, he found that it was nothing at all. He smiled and slapped Xiao Hei: "I didn't expect you to be strong." Xiao Hei looked back and stared at him, meaning why he hit me again. Xu Han laughed: "It's better to hit them too." As he spoke, Xiao Huang Xiaobai was slapped twice. Xiao Bai Xiao Huang stopped doing it. He screamed at Xiao Hei, you have to bring us in unluckyness? Then he pounced on him and bit it into a ball.

There was nothing left and right, and Xu Han meditated and rested. In a flash, the sun rose eastward, and the night went away and the day appeared.

In late autumn, during the busy farming season, early in the morning, farmers went to the fields to collect vegetables. A man in his thirties was happy to see the dog. He was lazy and threw it down his work. He reached out to take out a piece of dry food in his arms and threw it on the ground. He called them to eat. Unexpectedly, the three dogs didn't even look at it. The man shrugged his hand and said, "It's quite picky about food." Xu Han smiled and comforted him: "They don't eat what others gave him." The man said, "This dog is great, black, white, white, and there is no miscellaneous hair. How can he raise it?" Before he finished asking, a lion roar from the farmland came from the roar of the Hedong lion, and a woman's sharp voice resounded throughout the field: "Zhao Si! Come back to work!" The man laughed and stood up and ran back: "When I come, I know how to call for funeral."

Xu Han looked into the fields, and it felt quite fun. He said to him, "Do you want to help?" The man was shocked and shook his head and said, "No, you, a young man, can you do these things?" "It's okay, just teach me." Xu Han rolled up his arms and sleeves. The man looked at Xu Han: "I really want to do it? I'll say it first, there's no wages. When I'm tired, I'll go away if I want to." Xu Han smiled and said, "Just give me the order."

So Xu Han and Zhao Si learned to harvest crops. More than ten acres of seasonal vegetables were arranged neatly and waiting for harvest. Xu Han was drying, and for a while, his hands were covered with mud and blisters. The hands of practicing martial arts are different from those of growing vegetables. They were stubborn and couldn't handle it if they didn't believe it. Xu Han gritted his teeth and stuck to the vegetable field.

Songcheng National Master Mansion, Song Yinglong, the elder of the Wuliang Sect of the Song Dynasty, frowned and sat in the hall, looked at the person kneeling below, and asked, "What did you say? That person harvested crops in Xiaowangzhuang?"

"Yes." The soldiers kneeling down below were also full of questions. No one believed the cultivators who grew vegetables when they said it.

"What does that person have to do with Xiao Wangzhuang?" Song Yinglong also couldn't understand.

"I don't know that the national master has ordered that I should not be too close to the Immortal Master. My subordinates rode their horses and looked away. Seeing that he was wearing a blue shirt and three monsters, yellow, white and black, were accompanied by him. He determined that he was his identity and hurried to report it, but he couldn't go to Xiaowangzhuang to inquire."

What else did the national master want to say? Some servants outside reported loudly: "The princess is here." As the voice came, they hurried into Song Yunyi, wearing a casual outfit, looking pretty and cute. After Song Yunyi entered, he bowed to the national master Yingying, and then asked, "I heard that there is news about that person?"

The national teacher Song Yinglong's eyebrows rose again, staring at Song Yunyi with a strange expression, and after a while he said: "Does Your Highness the Princess know that he is an immortal cultivator? And he is also a master in the Dan-Jinging Stage?"

Song Yunyi replied in a low voice: "I know."

Helplessly, Xu Han had to walk to the palace with Song Yinglong. He regretted it more and more. He had been walking for a short distance for most of the day but was not there. The national master kept asking around. Xu Han couldn't hold on and shouted: "No, my stomach is broken. I'll take the lead. Please wait for me at the gate of the palace." After saying that, his figure ran forward quickly. Song Yinglong laughed and said: "Young Master Zhang is indeed very capable. You have a cultivator who has a stomachache. You are the first person." The voice was loud and spread throughout the four fields. Xu Han was so ashamed that he was so embarrassed that he blamed himself: "This lies was not well written, it failed!"

The rescue of Princess Jia was a great achievement. Emperor Quan of Song issued an order to thank him in the palace. Song Yunyi, Song Yunzhi, and Zhang Yiru welcomed him at the palace gate. Prime Minister Zhang Zhongyuan, King Song Que, and national teacher Song Yinglong accompanied him.

Xu Han was so awkward, and it felt as if he was bitten by a maggot from the palace gate. The three young ladies were all dressed in costumes, with a jingle ring and a scent of scent. After thanking Xu Han for his kindness, they moved their lotus steps and gently swayed their waists. They walked slowly, and from time to time, they took a pair of beautiful eyes to secretly look at them, which made Xu Han very uncomfortable. They made up their minds to fly and never walk in the future! Song Yinglong followed behind with a slim slid and laughed secretly.

Finally, when they entered the side hall, the imperial banquet was ready, and several important officials greeted each other in front of the hall. Xu Han had to talk nonsense with everyone. Finally, he sat down and started eating. When the emperor came, everyone stood up and saw the emperor, and then talked nonsense and sat down to have a meal.

Emperor Song Quan did not expect Xu Han to be so young, so he opened his mouth and asked, "How old are you?" Xu Han said in his heart that age is really a problem. No wonder Lin Sen didn't know his age, and hesitated and replied next time: "About seventeen years old." When he said this, others didn't care. Song Yinglong immediately changed his face and asked again: "Are you seventeen years old?" Xu Han touched his nose: "It's all right." Song Yinglong stopped eating rice and stared at Xu Han. Seventeen? Seventeen? Seventeen? Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Are you a disciple of Tianlei Mountain in Yue?"

Xu Han was also surprised and said, "How do you know the national master?" You can find your name in the inn, but how do you check your identity? There are not many people in the world who know me.

Seeing Xu Han admit it, Song Yinglong shook his head slowly and said, "I originally thought that ordinary people misinformed it, but I didn't expect it to be true. The real young man is terrifying."

Xu Han immediately understood, thought for a moment, stood up and bowed, "I would like to ask the emperor, King Sheng, Prime Minister Zhang, the national teacher, the two princesses and Miss Zhang to keep the secret for you. You don't want to cause trouble and disaster to your master because of your private act."

Song Quan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Zhang, there are no people who talk too much here. Besides, you have made great contributions to saving the Lord and it is too late to give rewards. How could you reveal your identity? Young Master Zhang. You saved Yun Yi and the other two, but you are a cultivator. It's really embarrassing to me. I don't know what to pay for. It's better to ask for a condition. As long as I have something from the Song Dynasty, I will definitely come here for you."

"The skin of this nameless spiritual wood is really hard, and I don't know where its seeds are hidden?" the young barbarian monk muttered.

He really wanted to pick the seeds of this nameless plant, but when he came to collect it, he found that he didn't know where the seeds of the spiritual wood were.

Generally speaking, the seeds of plants will be wrapped in hard skins. Just like walnut nuts, the young barbarian monk guessed that the seeds must be inside the rectangular cage.

It is not that easy to separate the vines of the necrograss. At least a sharp sword-like magic weapon is needed.

However, this monk was so poor that he didn't have any sharp magic weapon like a sword.

"Try it with a fireball." The young monk threw out a small fireball, but the necropolis was not willing to buy it at all. The fireball was extinguished without the sparks being emitted...

Just when he was unable to start eating a tiger and was unable to start eating a turtle, someone appeared.

"Friend. This necrophyte is planted by me by my brother. Please show mercy." Xu Han walked out with a smile and said in a very polite tone.

"The name of "Needle" you planted is appropriate." The young barbarian monk was startled at first, but when he looked back at Xu Han, he felt relieved.

The third level of Qi Refining is too low, so low that it is not possible to use magic weapons. Whether you can use magic weapons is the main indicator for measuring a monk's combat effectiveness. If you cannot use magic weapons, it means that you can only use magic weapons to fight, so what else is there to be scary?

Although this barbarian monk does not have sword-like magic weapons, he has other types of magic weapons. It is easy to kill this young man at the third level of Qi refining...

"I just came here some time ago, but I didn't see anyone here. I didn't expect that someone was planting this kind of planting it." The young barbarian monk looked down on his heart and became polite. He looked at this spiritual wood and would not give up.

Xu Han smiled with neither humility nor arrogantness, "How long did it take some time ago? I started planting this kind of plant a year ago."

The young barbarian monk saw that this boy was not afraid of him, so he felt a little afraid. Could it be that he had any master and senior brother, so he was not afraid of his servant?

"Oh, so that's how it is." The barbarian monk was also polite, and then said, "In Xia Bone Spirit Sect, Xia Hui, a monk, dares to ask fellow Taoist Daming, what sect do you have to bear?"

"Oh, my name is Lu Jun, I am a...a casual cultivator..." Xu Han did not report his real name, so he didn't want to cause family damage.

In fact, Xu Han was also a little nervous. After all, there were sects and sects. The name of this Bone Spirit Sect was quite strange. It sounded like he was not a good person. It would be better not to mess with him.

"So it's Fellow Daoist." The young barbarian monk was overjoyed when he heard that he was a casual cultivator, but there might be a master in the casual cultivator, so he decided to take a look.

"This place is so big, can fellow Daoist Lu take care of it alone?" asked Xia Hui, a barbarian monk.

"Oh, I have a master, I'm in the Nascent Soul stage." Xu Han replied.

Xia Hui was really shocked when he heard that the Nascent Soul Stage was. You should know that in this world, the Nascent Soul Stage was like a mountain. If you destroy him, a little monk, just move your fingers.

But then he thought again... it was impossible! If the ancestor of the Nascent Soul Stage is really there, why wouldn't he start a gang? Even if the ancestor of the Nascent Soul Stage is used to Xianyun Yehe, his disciples would not have the level of the third level of Qi refining.

"Fellow Taoist said that there is a famous teacher who is said to me. I wonder where your teacher is. Can you please pay a visit?" Xia Hui had a disdainful smile on his face.

Xu Han was so smart that of course he understood what the boy meant to inquire, so he sneered, "Fellow Daoist Xia, my master is in seclusion, and it is not convenient to meet people, so please forgive me."

Xia Hui was almost sure that the boy was bluffing and asked again, "Since your master is already a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, why don't you set up a formation here to save you from harassment from idle people."

Xu Han knew what the other party was thinking, and was already annoyed by his question a few times, so he said directly, "Fellow Daoist Xia asked so much, is he trying to bully me a young monk while my master is away?"

Xia Hui laughed, "Not bad! You know that your cultivation is lower than mine, but you still want to dominate this spiritual wood. Then you made up a Yuanying Ancestor to scare me! But you were wrong. If you really had Yuanying Ancestor to take charge, you would have killed me long ago, so you would have asked so many questions? Are you stupid?"

This guy really doesn't know how to write the word "death". If you are a little taller than yourself, it seems like you are bullying people... Xu Han shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Xia. You don't believe it. Why not do this? You also want to get these necrocera seeds. I'll take some for you. Then you can take them away safely?"

When the ancestor Huangquan heard this, he snorted and cursed, "You are stupid. Even if he doesn't do anything, he will go back and ask someone to do it. If you don't kill him, when will you last?"

Xu Han thought about it, too. He had been arrogant for so long. Did he urinate when he met an immortal cultivator? Since this guy has become a bad intention, why are he talking nonsense?

However, before Xu Han changed his words, the barbarian cultivator had already spoken, "Fellow Daoist Lu, if you see me coming, you will run away early and you can still save your life, but now... it's too late! Hehe. The little sword and magic weapon on your waist is good, and you can't use it either. Why not give it to me for me..."

Xia Hui didn't pay attention at first. When he saw the middle-grade magic weapon hanging around Xu Han's waist, he was completely moved.

Xu Han smiled, looked down at the little sword, and then said, "If I give you this little sword weapon, will you let me go?"

"Haha, how did you have a brain? Since I have told you my master and name, how could I let you go?"

After Xia Hui said that, a ball of fire had already been thrown over, and the flames came to his face...

Xu Han dodged in a mess, but who knew that as soon as he dodged, he found that the other party threw out two more ice arrows.

"The little ant on the third level of Qi Refining, brother teaches you that the battle between spells and spells is to start first, and the opponent runs away with his head. There is no time to issue spells at all, haha, just like you are now!" Xia Hui laughed, but he kept pinching the spells and throwing out fireballs and ice arrows.

Xu Han could only dodge and threw out a few fireballs with inaccurate heads in panic.

"Boy, what tricks are you playing? You are not so inferior, are you? Do you have any conspiracies?" The ancestor Huangquan understood Xu Han very well.

"Haha, I have to spend the least amount of spiritual energy to kill the opponent..." Xu Han said, and another staggering.

Although he did not fall, the small sword weapon hanging around his waist fell to the ground, as if he hadn't noticed it yet.

Xia Hui was delighted when he saw it at first sight and thought to himself that he just used his magic weapon to kill him.

"Boy, where can I run!" Xia Hui quickly threw out a few fireballs, and with a move in his left hand, the small sword flew into the air with a little coldness.

Hi, Immortal Banban! It’s so easy to be fooled!

Xu Han's eyes flashed with coldness, and he immediately stopped and let the fireball hit him. His fingers moved, and the small sword stabbed towards Xia Hui's face like a cold star!

How could he activate the magic weapon? Xia Hui was shocked. He knew that he had made a big mistake and underestimated the enemy. He didn't even open the spiritual shield...

But it's too late to open now, and the little sword has come to his face.

The incident happened too suddenly, and Xia Hui could not do anything, and even if he could not hide, he could not avoid it. At critical moments, he had no choice but to consider it.
To be continued...
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