Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 437 Celestial Officials and Divine Generals of the Big Dipper

He gently stroked the hideous demon face pattern on the banner.

If this blood banner continues to be nurtured using the method of blood sacrifice, it will surely become a supreme treasure of the demonic path in time, and it is even possible that it will reach the level of a spiritual treasure.

He then thought to himself, "This banner, though powerful, is ultimately a poisonous thing that only quenches thirst."

Once this banner is consecrated, it must be constantly nourished with bloodthirsty energy. If one wants to advance further, one will have to slaughter cities and destroy countries.

At that time, not only will the Demon Sect covet it, but the Wancheng Sword Sect and the Pure Land of Bodhi, which claim to be righteous sects, will definitely use every means to hunt it down.

But if we take a different approach
A glint of light flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes.

The Yuanshi Sect naturally possesses a method for refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which can transform fierce ghosts and evil spirits into guardian deities.

Although these spirits within the banner are tainted by bloodlust, they retain their fighting instincts from their previous lives.

If it can be cleansed with the power of the Taiyin star, and further enlightened by the true meaning of the Xuanwu star.
By practicing the way of refining and nourishing the spirit, and by following the path of refining essence, one may one be able to summon heavenly soldiers and generals in the future.

"In the end, it's a poisonous substance that only quenches thirst; we'd rather not have it."

Xu Yunfan spoke righteously, and the True Martial Power flowed from his fingertips, causing the blood and evil spirits on the banner to melt away like snow meeting the blazing sun.

If this banner is to be upgraded to a spiritual treasure, it must be sacrificed to the blood of millions of living beings, and even several Foundation Establishment cultivators must be sacrificed.

He suddenly unfurled the banner, and under the illumination of Zhenwu's magical power, those pained and distorted faces faintly revealed a look of liberation. Then, under the cleansing of Zhenwu's magical power, they transformed into Daoist soldiers and armor.

This discovery made Xu Yunfan's breath catch in his throat. Perhaps one day, this evil banner could truly transform into a divine weapon to command the heavenly army.

When the 365 star lords return to their positions, what need is there for any blood sacrifice or evil magic?
"True Martial Suppresses Demons, Mysterious Netherworld Transforms Evil!"

Xu Yunfan's sword finger swept across the banner pole, and the phantom of a tortoise and snake emerged from his sleeve, spitting out a clear, cold light.

The cold light penetrated the skull decoration at the top of the banner, and the originally ferocious skull's eyes suddenly lit up with two points of blue light. Its fanged jaw slowly closed, transforming into an ancient black tortoise seal.

The remnant soul of the Foundation Establishment cultivator residing within the banner had long been completely corrupted by the blood demon, losing all its intelligence.

Xu Yunfan repeatedly used his True Martial Power to cleanse the area, but in the end, he only managed to awaken the remaining consciousness of two of the cultivators.

The remaining five Foundation Establishment essences let out a mournful roar at the last moment, and in the roar full of resentment, one could vaguely discern their obsession and unwillingness before they died.

Xu Yunfan no longer hesitated. Immediately, the Xuanwu phantom suddenly expanded, and the intertwined tortoise and snake devoured all the corrupted souls, turning them into nourishment for the banner.

"It's done."

He unfurled the banner, which had turned a deep black, and saw that there was no longer any trace of blood on the banner; instead, it shimmered with a ghostly light like the stars in the night sky.

The essence of those cultivators who had been tainted by the blood demon has now transformed into specks of stars embedded in the banner. Under the harmonization of the True Martial Daoist rhyme, it has formed a complete celestial map.

Celestial Officials, Divine Generals of the Big Dipper...

Xu Yunfan naturally hoped to train his children to that level, even though it was a long way off, having a goal was always a good thing.

At this moment, Zhang Ziyang's spirit body had dissipated to below the waist, and the illusory image of his green robe was like a thin veil torn by a gale.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yunfan immediately unfurled the black banner in the wind, and the star map on the banner suddenly lit up, transforming into thirty-six chains of azure light that wrapped around the dissipating spirit.

"Grandmaster Uncle, do not resist!"

The moment the chains touched him, Zhang Ziyang felt a sharp pain all over his body. This pain did not come from the injury, but from the True Martial Power forcibly reconstructing his spiritual structure, which was on the verge of collapse.

He saw his hands solidify again under the starlight, and his fingertips, which had been scattered by the tide of spiritual energy, were now being carefully woven together by strands of black silk.

The star chart within the banner suddenly began to spin, and the Big Dipper at its center emitted a blinding brilliance. Xu Yunfan bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the banner's surface. The blood droplet did not stain the cloth; instead, it was completely absorbed by the star chart.

Nourished by the essence of the Foundation Establishment blood, the black banner trembled like a dragon's roar, and the Xuanwu seal on the banner pole suddenly came to life, turning into a palm-sized tortoise that bit Zhang Ziyang's clothes and slowly dragged him into the black banner.

"This is."

Before Zhang Ziyang could react, he had already disappeared into the black banner.

In a daze, he felt himself fall into an endless starry sky. His spirit, which was about to dissipate, was gently enveloped by starlight, and every star was sending him pure soul power.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is made of a special material that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and guide the light of the moon to nourish the spirit. When a soul is placed in it, it will naturally grow stronger over time.

Outside, Bi Yuan saw the black banner gradually subside, and Zhang Ziyang's figure had completely disappeared from it.

The blood banner, which had originally exuded an evil aura, now floated quietly in mid-air, its entire body shimmering with a profound, mysterious light. The tassels hanging from the corners of the banner moved without wind, emitting a clear, melodious sound.

Become!

Xu Yunfan was delighted. Although the Myriad Soul Banner had lost most of its contents due to the removal of the bloodthirsty aura, the base number was still there, and there were still a considerable number of spirits inside.

Those who remain are all elites!

"The situation has stabilized for now."

Xu Yunfan wiped the blood from his lips and reached out to summon back the black banner. As his fingertips touched the banner pole, the Xuanwu seal suddenly opened its eyes, and the image of Zhang Ziyang meditating with his eyes closed appeared on the tortoise shell.

"However, it will probably be a long time before we can fully repair our grandmaster's body. We can only hope that we will have the opportunity to obtain some rare and precious materials of innate spirit in the future. For now, we can only stay in this banner for the time being."

Xu Yunfan gently swayed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, watching as a few wisps of black energy swirled on its surface.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, gathering the black energy within the banner's surface.

Although the Ten Thousand Souls Banner now functions as a military banner, its core origin remains the same: the ritualistic methods of the Primordial Sect.

Once inside the banner, life and death are no longer in one's own hands.

Zhang Ziyang, inside the banner, could also clearly feel that his soul was firmly embedded in an invisible shackle. With just a thought from Xu Yunfan, his soul would naturally be scattered.

But he also understood that Xu Yunfan had expended a lot of effort to do all this, even sacrificing the Blood Banner and Blood Fiend to create a suitable place for him to nurture his growth.

He had already done everything he could to be kind and righteous, and he was naturally grateful.

"Thank you very much, Master Xu!"

Hearing Zhang Ziyang's thanks from inside the banner, Xu Yunfan smiled inwardly. After all, he was the second Patriarch of Chunyang; his mind was clear and he knew how to treat people.

But outwardly he waved his hand and said, "This is the proper thing to do, there's no need for Grandmaster Uncle to write it down."

Zhang Ziyang said solemnly, "This is a life-saving grace, and also a rebirth grace. From now on, if there is any need for your service, just give me your orders!"

This is what I've been waiting for!
Xu Yunfan couldn't help but grin.

"Of course, of course. Please rest assured, Grandmaster Uncle. This Myriad Soul Banner can nourish the soul and strengthen the spirit. It is truly a rare treasure."

After finishing with Zhang Ziyang, Xu Yunfan turned around and looked at the remaining old man.

"Gentlemen, please take a look."

With a slight thought, Xu Yunfan felt the clouds and mist surrounding the Hidden Stars and Obscured Moon Array slowly dissipate like a veil.

(End of this chapter)