This town soul flag is the treasure of the soul gate, Zhang Feng politely asked the soul gate elder, after friendly exchanges, the soul gate elder who had already broken his spine and broken the dantian told Zhang Feng that this town soul flag is actually not a weapon, but used to raise souls.

In other words, it is a scabbard, and the soul slave inside is the sharp sword.

The Great Elder of the Soul Gate is no more than a golden pill, and it stands to reason that he can control the soul slaves of the same grade at most, otherwise the soul slaves will be eaten back in the dantian.

And with the Soul Suppression Banner in hand, no matter how powerful the soul is, as long as it can be restrained into the Soul Suppression Banner and nourished more, it can control the soul slave with magic and help him fight.

Zhang Feng was shocked when he understood.

If this method could be used at will, the Soul Gate would have dominated the world long ago. After all, just thinking about it, a Qi cultivation disciple was holding ten or eight soul suppression flags in his hand, and all of them were soul slaves of the Jindan, which was invincible at all.

However, the Great Elder of the Soul Gate also said that there are not many such things as the Soul Suppression Flag. And it seems that the Soul Gate doesn't know how to produce this kind of thing, it is all passed down from generation to generation, and where it came from, he, the Great Elder, doesn't know.

Zhang Feng immediately felt at ease, and then bowed to the Great Elder of the Soul Gate: "You're polite, you're polite, I can't thank you for such a heavy gift." ”

Grand Elder of the Soul Gate: "...... Hehe. ”

At this time, Zhang Feng rubbed the Soul Suppression Banner, trying to figure out what grade this so-called Soul Gate Treasure was.

In the cultivation realm, the grade of a magic weapon is related to the refining materials, refining methods, and various factors. But the method of testing the grade is very simple, you only need to import spiritual power, and the more intense the small vibration of the magic weapon itself, the higher the grade.

This is also why some powerful magic weapons can only be used by strong monks, and if they are replaced by monks who are not strong, they can't even hold them.

However, after a while, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and said in a daze, "Don't move?"

Wu Liang on the side looked puzzled: "How is it possible? This thing has no sense of spiritual power?"

"Then this thing is not qualified to become a magic weapon at all, how can it become a soul gate treasure?"

"Could it be that this means that there is no grade?" Zhang Feng scratched his head and didn't bother to care, "Maybe it's because of the function of the soul nourishing vessel, the material is a little unique." ”

Compared with the soul suppression flag, Zhang Feng was more interested in the soul inside.

Zhang Feng took out the book of exercises to control the soul slave in his hand and quickly flipped through it a few times.

Putting down the book, Zhang Feng took a deep breath.

"Soul Gate, it's terrifying. ”

"This kind of exercise is simply terrifying. ”

But after thinking about it, Zhang Feng was immediately grateful: "The soul gate is really a good person, he sent the soul suppression flag, and also gave the exercises to control the soul slave." ”

After speaking, Zhang Feng's heart became excited.

Soul Slave!

The soul slave of the Yuan Infancy!

This is already an invincible existence in today's Lizhou!

Zhang Feng unfolded the soul suppression banner and pinched the trick in his hand.

I saw that there was suddenly a dark illusory figure in the carriage, standing there silently and motionless, staring at Zhang Feng, as if he was also wondering why he changed his master after he came out this time......

But this powerful aura, even if there was no action, still made Zhang Feng's scalp numb, and the air in the carriage was frozen like water, and even breathing was a little difficult.

Zhang Feng's hand changed decisively, and this huge aura converged.

"The hosts. The soul slave looked at Zhang Feng's trick, and his heart was even more puzzled, but he also determined that Zhang Feng was his master now.

"Hehe, I'll ask you first. Zhang Feng smiled: "You are from the Soul Gate, if I am against the Soul Gate, will you kill me?"

Zhang Feng said as he prepared to pinch the trick.

If this powerful soul slave is hostile to himself, then let alone a powerful assistant, this is completely a thunder buried around him.

It's better to use magic directly to make his soul scatter.

The host laughed. The soul slave said expressionlessly: "The soul slave has received only one training in the past 10,000 years, and that is to be obedient. ”

"In the words of the soul gate, the soul slave can't have feelings, it's just a tool. If the soul slave has feelings, it will be very troublesome, after all, the master and elder of the soul gate will not always be just one person. ”

"The master holds the soul flag, and he is my master. ”

Zhang Feng was overjoyed, but he was still a little hesitant.

After all, no one has said that soul slaves don't lie.

But the moment Zhang Feng saw the eyes of the soul slave, his heart suddenly moved.

What a pair of cold and indifferent eyes they were.

Even if it's just illusory, the empty eyes without a trace of emotion still make people's hearts chill, they are no longer the empty eyes of a corpse, but the eyes of a crude statue.

"There is no tool for emotion. Zhang Feng immediately believed this statement in his heart.

Because this is not a human feeling in the first place. Even if it's a soul, there should be some feelings.

For example, the soul of the Great Demon Heavenly King back then, although he was also a soul slave, Zhang Feng could feel the tyranny from his scarlet eyes.

And the soul slave in front of him seems to have frozen his pupils, and his eyes have no brilliance.

In fact, if you think about it, the soul gate naturally doesn't want the soul slave to have feelings.

Having feelings means being easy to lose control.

As a tool, it can't get out of control.

What's more, this soul slave is the soul of the ancient period, even if he was loyal to the soul gate before, but his soul was imprisoned for thousands of years, used as a tool, trapped in the soul flag and never able to come out, such a set, not to mention loyal to the soul gate, I am afraid that the soul gate is already destroyed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng's heart was hot.

This is the soul of antiquity!

In ancient times, what happened in Lizhou, why did the Dark Ages appear, and what was all this about. These questions have always been in Zhang Feng's heart.

"What happened in ancient times?" Zhang Fengyi said simply.

The soul slave half-knelt and clenched his fists in the spacious carriage, and said indifferently: "Back to the master, my soul has been too long, even if it is nourished for ten thousand years, I have lost the three spirits, I have no memory at all, and my strength has dropped significantly." ”

"And the soul gate also has a spell to erase the memory of the old slave. This is the first step to becoming a soul slave. ”

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling a little lost in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly say what a ruthless method.

But then Zhang Feng was stunned again.

The soul of the Great Demon Heavenly King seems to remember something...... Could it be that the strength is too strong, so that the soul gate can't erase his memory?

"And what's your name?" Zhang Feng sighed and asked some of the most basic questions.

"The soul slave is numbered three in the soul gate, and the master can call me number three. The soul slave said indifferently.

Zhang Feng: "???"

What's the difference?

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth twitched: "What am I special...... Let's call you Xiao Hei, you're all black anyway. ”

"Okay, listen to your master. The soul slave was still indifferent, as if it didn't matter what his name was.

A tool that doesn't care if its name doesn't sound good.

Zhang Feng was silent.

At this time, he wished that a group of robber killers or something suddenly appeared, and then let Xiao Hei show off his glory.

It's like a child who gets a knife and can't help but cut something to try his hand.

After all, this is a soul at the level of a primordial infant!

But in this dangerous cultivation realm, no one came up to send a person's head at this time......

Zhang Feng sighed and waved his hand helplessly: "Xiao Hei, go out to catch the car." ”

"Huh?" the soul slave was stunned, even if he had no feelings, he was a little puzzled at this time, "The master called me out, isn't it a war? ”

"Why are you full of fighting, killing, and killing, how extreme this thinking is. The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth twitched, "Go out and catch the car, if you dare to go over the ditch, I will give you a soul." ”

The soul slave looked confused.

What's the difference?

Lao Tzu is a master of the infant stage.

You called Lao Tzu out just to catch the car?

Is it so unpretentious?

When he was in the hands of the Soul Gate before, when did Lao Tzu come out and not kill the Quartet?

For a while, even if it is a soul slave who has no feelings, he just wants to say a word about neurosis!

Xiao Hei stood there with a suspicious face, only feeling that his dignity as a great killer in the infancy was shattering......

"By the way, put on this outfit, don't scare the children with your appearance. Zhang Feng casually threw out a night coat.

The soul slave wears it on his body expressionlessly, although there is no entity as a soul, it is also the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, even if it is used to build an entity.

The soul slave, who was wearing a black suit to cover his illusory body and looked like a black boy from a distance, walked out of the carriage with a confused face and sat in front of the carriage.

"Quirky hosts. The soul slave spat out indifferently, then sat down cross-legged and picked up the horsewhip.

The next moment, the soul slave narrowed his eyes.

There was a sudden fluctuation in his eyes.

In front of his eyes, the dirt road in the wilderness was unprecedentedly gorgeous.

Blue sky, white clouds.

The breeze is blowing.

The trees bend down, and the grass and trees make waves.

Birds and finches fly freely, falling noisily from time to time, pecking in the grass and trees.

The dirt on the road drith in the sun, and the wheels rattle as they roll.

The horse's fur reflects a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

For the first time, the soul slave discovered that this world could be so beautiful and pure without a trace of killing.

The soul slave, who had long lost his feelings in the darkness and endless fighting of the soul suppression banner, suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, like ants crawling all over his body, itching all over his body.

Looking at this vast world, and then at the carriage behind him, the soul slave squinted, and a stiff smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Little Black...... There should be a difference with the number three. ”

And at this moment, the smile on Xiao Hei's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes became indifferent and cold again.

With a shake of the reins in his hand, the carriage slowly stopped.

In front of me, dozens of monks gathered together.

"Brothers, the Soul Gate was ambushed two hundred miles ago, and a few days ago, the ground shook there, lightning and thunder, it can be seen that those people in the Soul Gate have already made a move!"

"This wind is worthy of being a peerless genius, he actually escaped the soul gate by luck and came here, but he must have been seriously injured!"

"Kill him, and we'll be famous!"