Chapter 961: Collecting Souls into Banners

Perhaps the child's soul does not understand the meaning of time and circumstances, but after Ye Ling's reminder, the child shuddered and nodded, saying: "You are right! By now, Wuzhou should have a new prince. If I go there as a lonely ghost, the new king will definitely kill me, and will not even let my remaining soul go!"

Ye Ling nodded slightly: "That's right!"

It seems that although the child is not very old, he is not stupid.

Ye Ling pondered and said: "I don't know what happened back then. I have to investigate your background. If it is true that you are the former King of Xiwu in Wuzhou, then the times have already changed! Two or three thousand years have passed, whether you were a king, a general, or a commoner in your life, it is useless. The only valuable thing is this ice coffin. If you sell it to the Wuzhou market, it should be able to sell for a good price."

The child heard what Ye Ling said, and realized that the aura Ye Ling exuded was very strong, and it seemed to be stronger than the many guards in the palace back then! Even his uncles and aunts seemed inferior to him. The only one who could rival Ye Ling in cultivation was probably his former king.

The child was smart and quickly responded, "My benefactor, you saved me from the underworld and allowed me to see the light of day again. This ice coffin is just a thank you gift!"

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "I am not a greedy person. Although your ice coffin is valuable, I still don't like it! I just want to use this as a clue to trace your life experience. If it is true as you said, maybe I will help you leave this place."

For Ye Ling, tonight was just an unexpected discovery. He actually dug up the ice coffin of Prince Xiwu of Wuzhou two or three thousand years ago in the valley behind the Demon Cloud Village, and his soul escaped. However, the appearance of this child did not affect the purpose and plan of Ye Ling's trip.

For Ye Ling, finding the Fenglu Lingzhu in the back mountain of the Demon Cloud Village is the most important thing. With the Fenglu Lingzhu, he can refine the holy medicine Zhen Da Huan Dan of the Jindan period to improve his cultivation!

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Ye Ling to cultivate with only his spiritual root aptitude.

For those with extraordinary talent, their cultivation stagnates at the early stage of the Golden Core, and they will make a breakthrough in just a few years, but Ye Ling is different.

At present, Ye Ling is only at the second level of the Golden Core. It is very difficult to step into the third level of the Golden Core, not to mention breaking through the early stage of the Golden Core. Therefore, he must have elixirs that are beyond the ordinary cultivators to make rapid progress in his cultivation!

As for the soul of the King of Xiwu, the dispute between the Wuzhou government and the Demon Cloud Village, Ye Ling did not take it to heart. This place is far away from the Jiuli Haotu and the Wu Kingdom's cultivation world. Ye Ling is just a passing traveler. The rise and fall of Wuzhou has nothing to do with him.

Moreover, the soul of this child has no use value. After all, two or three thousand years have passed. Ye Ling can't possibly want to help him regain the throne. Not to mention that he is beyond his ability, even if he has the ability, it is a foolish dream!

Unless the soul of this child is handed over to the leader of the Demon Cloud Village, and the leader's cultivation and ambition are used to fight against the Wuzhou government, then the soul of this child will be of great use.

However, doing so is not what Ye Ling does, and it goes against his Tao heart.

The child observed Ye Ling's words and expressions. Although he didn't know what Ye Ling was thinking, he was sure that he must be considering the issue of dealing with him.

The child blinked and said, "Benefactor! As the saying goes, great favors are not to be thanked. But as the prince of Xiwu, even though I am young and ignorant, I know how to repay kindness! In the underground palace of the old house of the Xiwu Palace, there are treasures buried by the previous king. Only the direct lineage of my Xiwu King can open it! I am willing to give all the treasures in the underground palace to the benefactor, and I only hope that the benefactor can find a suitable body for me to take over and let me return to the world!"

Ye Ling sighed secretly. This kid is really a smart child. He knows how to save his life. With the current weakness of the prince of Xiwu, Ye Ling can slap his soul apart with a slap!

But the soul of Xiwu King could wake up after two or three thousand years, realize his miserable situation, and make such a choice, finding a reason for Ye Ling not to kill him. He is worthy of being the young prince of Xiwu Palace. I think his father must be the hero of Wuzhou in the past. Although the child he trained is young, his mind is not weak!

It’s a pity that he is facing Ye Ling.

Not to mention that it has been buried for two or three thousand years, whether the treasures in the underground palace are real or fake, and whether they are still in this world, even if the treasures are piled in front of Ye Ling, Ye Ling may not take a look.

Ye Ling’s silence made the child very uneasy:

“Benefactor! What do you think? If you don’t believe it, I can swear a Taoist oath and hand over a wisp of soul. Life and death are all in your mind!”

Ye Ling couldn’t help but be moved. If this was said by other cultivators, Ye Ling would not care, but when it came from the mouth of a child, it was so decisive that Ye Ling looked at him with admiration. ..

Finally, Ye Ling smiled calmly: "Before I find out your identity and origin, I will not completely believe your one-sided words. What's more, I am not from Wuzhou, and I don't know anything about Wuzhou two or three years ago. Although we met by chance, we are destined to be together, but if you want me to do something for you, you are making a wrong calculation! I am not a citizen of Wuzhou, and I have nothing to do with your Xiwu Palace. For the time being, I will keep your soul and put it in the soul flag. If what you said is true, I will naturally let you go. The world is big, you can be a lonely ghost, wandering around, and it has nothing to do with me! At that time, our fate will end!"

Ye Ling told him clearly that it was just a chance meeting and he would not be involved in the dispute between the Wuzhou government.

When the King of Xiwu saw the ancient wind banner that Ye Ling had sacrificed, he turned pale with shock: "What kind of soul banner is this? The wind is dancing wildly. Benefactor, are you going to capture me as the spirit of the soul banner? How can I control such a soul banner with my small body!"

Ye Ling said calmly: "I just let you stay in the soul banner temporarily. With your cultivation and the talent of ice spirit roots, how can you be the spirit of the wind banner? Don't worry, if I want to hurt you, it's just a matter of waving my hand. Now I spare your life, just because you have a pitiful life experience and your life should not end."

The child was still in shock, and he was relieved after hearing what Ye Ling said: "In this case, I haven't asked for your name, benefactor, and where you are from?"

Ye Ling smiled slightly: "My name is Ye Ling, It is a cultivator who came from afar! The place where you are buried used to be the territory of Wuzhou government, but now it belongs to Moyun Village. The demon cultivators and evil cultivators in Moyun Village are against Wuzhou government everywhere. If you want to escape, there are two layers of mountain protection formations here, and there are nine layers of mountains in front! You can't escape even if you have wings. Once you are caught, there will be many people who want you dead, and there will be many who torture you half to death! So you'd better listen to me honestly. I'm here to make sure you're fine! "

The heart of King Xiwu sank. It turned out that he ran into the hands of the cultivators of Moyun Village who were against Wuzhou government. Moreover, this Moyun Village is a place where evil demons gather. How can there be any good people in the village that occupies the mountain? It is a hostile force to Wuzhou government.

Now the child no longer dared to ask for anything, and allowed himself to be sucked into the wind flag. Even though his soul was distorted by the wind, he had to accept his fate.

Ye Ling put away the ancient wind flag, hid the ice coffin and the bones of the King of Xiwu in a new storage bag, and specially added the ancient sealing method to isolate all breath.

Afterwards, Ye Ling used his spiritual sense to explore the ground again, and there was no spiritual fluctuation. He used the flying sword to dig again, but found nothing.

It seems that there are no burial objects except the ice coffin here, which makes Ye Ling suspicious!

According to the child's soul, he is the hereditary King of Xiwu. The burial of princes and nobles, whether it is the tomb or the burial objects, must be very exquisite, but there is nothing around, as if the ice coffin was hastily placed and buried in such a remote place to conceal it from the public!

Ye Ling was full of doubts: "This is very strange! If what the child said is true, then as the successor of King Xiwu, the prince of Wuzhou is definitely not buried normally! Anyway, there is nothing to do in Moyun Village. Tomorrow I will go to the brothers in the village to inquire about the inheritance of Wuzhou government and check whether there are any records about King Xiwu in the past thousands of years?"

Ye Ling suppressed his doubts, used his magic power to bury the cave that was a hundred feet deep, and returned to the cave in Yougu. He specially refined a few more furnaces of elixirs to avoid being asked by the owner of Moyun Village.

When it was early the next morning, Ye Ling flew away from Yougu on a sword, and successfully passed the mountain protection formation in the back mountain with the token, and came to Moyun Peak!

Now Ye Ling is a popular person around the owner of the village.

A celebration banquet was held yesterday, and everyone in Moyun Peak recognized him.

When everyone saw Ye Ling walking into the main hall, they bowed and smiled, "Brother Ye! Good morning, the village chief is not in the hall today, so we will discuss matters. You take a seat, come on! Bring the wine!"

Ye Ling hurriedly returned the greeting and waved his hand, saying, "No need for the wine, I am sorry to bother you. I came here to ask if there are any jade slips recording the Wuzhou government in the village? After all, I am a newcomer, and I am not very familiar with the sphere of influence of the Wuzhou government, as well as the mountains, rivers, geography, customs and people of Wuzhou."

The demon cultivator who was discussing matters in the hall twirled his beard and smiled, "Brother Ye Really diligent, as the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger! We are irreconcilable with the Wuzhou government, and Brother Ye really needs to understand the opponent! Take this token and go to the collection pavilion on the east side of the hall. There are detailed records about the Wuzhou government, as well as the battles of all sizes between our Moyun Village and the Wuzhou government over the years. The collection pavilion has records! "Ye Ling was secretly happy, and took the token to see that it was made of black iron and was the token of the elder of Moyun Village. Ye Ling bowed, said goodbye to everyone, and went directly to the collection pavilion on the east side of the hall.