Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"Understanding the seven emotions and six desires of the world, and resisting the erosion once, will greatly increase your mental strength. Every time you control an emotion, your state of mind will also improve greatly, until you can finally control the power of the seven emotions and six desires.

Before you fully master your emotions, the faster you advance, the more dangerous it becomes."

"Senior, didn't you say that I could gain your insights by absorbing your blood? Are you lying to me?"

"Don't you get any insights from it? If you rely on yourself, you might not even get started in half a year."

"But since I've absorbed the insights, why do I need to experience them myself?"

"Energy and understanding can be gained through teaching from others, and shortcuts can be taken, but there is one thing you cannot take shortcuts on, and that is spiritual cultivation."

Xu Wenbing was a little angry. Why didn't he make it clear before practicing?

But he still had to suppress his anger and asked, "Senior, if I want to reach a level where I can't be harmed by backlash, how long will it take me to cultivate my mind?"

"The prerequisite for cultivating the mind is to calm your mind. Your current emotions are already affected by the practice, and any slight fluctuation will be amplified. If you can't calm your mind, you will achieve nothing in your life."

"Senior, why didn't you say it earlier?" Xu Wenbing said angrily.

"Haha, you didn't ask, so why should I tell you? And you already know that I practice the magic way. The magic way can be mastered quickly, but every step is dangerous.

Especially since my technique is based on the seven emotions and six desires, it is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will become a puppet of desire.

The cultivation of Taoism focuses on one’s heart. If one’s heart is unstable, one’s realm will plummet.

The danger of practicing magic is a hundred times greater than practicing Taoism, and it requires an unwavering demonic heart. If the demonic heart is unstable, one will lose oneself and become a true demon.

You know this common sense, which is why you hesitated before, but you still chose to practice, didn't you? "

Xu Wenbing was furious. How could he have encountered such a demon? "This is how you help me. What good will it do you to kill me? Don't forget that if you can't correct the trajectory of the world, you won't gain any merit."

"You overestimate yourself. Ever since I came to this world thanks to you, I have been invincible."

"What do you mean?" Xu Wenbing was puzzled.

"If you can survive, you may have the opportunity to know all this. Now you just need to fulfill your mission."

"I've been hit back. If I don't improve my mental strength, I'm going to die. How can I carry out my mission?" Xu Wenbing spread his hands.

Now he is unable to control his seven emotions and six desires, and is unable to absorb the seven emotions and six desires emitted by others for cultivation.

"So you should refine the Soul Banner. The Soul Banner is the best auxiliary magic weapon for the [Desire Sea Devouring Heart Art].

Only after you refine the Soul Banner can you absorb the initially refined Seven Emotions and Six Desires through your main soul for cultivation, and temporarily suppress the uncontrolled Seven Emotions and Six Desires to prevent yourself from being harmed. Only then will you have enough time to improve your state of mind."

"No wonder you didn't stop me when I gave up refining the Soul Banner. So you were sure I would continue?"

Without waiting for the drop of golden blood to respond, Xu Wenbing said, "You are wrong. I would rather suffer backlash than refine the Soul Banner in that way."

"Haha, don't worry, I won't force you and I respect your choice, but go and see those Jin soldiers first."

Xu Wenbing was stunned. The soldiers of the Jin Kingdom were practicing the same martial arts as him, which was to absorb and refine blood.

But he hadn't paid attention to their cultivation progress for some time. He was only concerned with his own improvement.

"Could it be that something's wrong with them too?" Xu Wenbing murmured. "That shouldn't be the case. The blood they absorbed isn't as good as the golden blood, and their realm advancement isn't as fast as mine. How could they have problems first?"

Just then, Wanyan Aguda rushed in, and this was the first time he lost his composure.

Before Xu Wenbing could ask what had happened, Wanyan Aguda spoke first, "Young Master Xu, the soldiers under my command are no longer under my command."

"How could this happen? Wasn't everything fine before? What happened?"

Wanyan Aguda did not explain, but said, "Xiaoxia Xu, go and see for yourself."

Xu Wenbing hurried towards the military camp. Before he got close to the camp, he heard the sound of weapons being handed over.

When Xu Wenbing arrived at the scene, the army of nearly 10,000 people was in chaos.

Many people had red eyes and were already fighting in a group. The reasons for the fighting were varied.

Some just wanted to grab a position closer to the blood group, some just had some minor conflicts in their daily lives, and some were due to the uneven distribution of spoils, etc.

This was nothing like the well-trained army before, but more like a fight between street hooligans.

Before Xu Wenbing could ask, a disdainful voice echoed in his mind: "A bunch of barbaric and uneducated people are so easily influenced by the skills. Sooner or later, they will lose themselves and become lustful demons.

You are a little better than them, but not by much, so work hard."

Looking at these soldiers who started fighting over trivial matters, Xu Wenbing seemed to see his future self.

"Senior, you passed down this magic skill through me. What is your intention?"

It was Jinxue who proposed to teach the martial arts, and he also wanted to see if there would be any consequences, so he did not object.

Originally, they were intended to use them to block the development momentum of the Song Dynasty, but now it seems that their purpose is not that simple.

Chapter 543 Soul Banner

"What do you want to do? Haha, this world has the Daoist sect and the Buddhist sect, but there is no demonic sect. What do you think I want to do?"

"Senior, you want to preach in this world? But you are clearly helping me get the development trajectory of this world back on track. What's the point of you preaching? Doesn't this increase the difficulty?"

"Hmph, if you can bring this world back on track, that would be best. As for those who practice my techniques, I can take back everything with a single thought, even erasing their memories.

Therefore, my preaching will not affect your execution of your mission. On the contrary, these people can help you complete your task.

If you cannot bring this world back on track, you will die, and my magic path will take root in this world. I will be the ancestor of the magic path in this world.

So, ever since I borrowed your spirit to come to this world, whether you succeed or not, I have gained something."

"Weakness in the cultivation world is the original sin. I have choices, but you don't. You can sympathize with others, but who will sympathize with you? You're on your own."

After the words fell, Jinxue fell silent, and Xu Wenbing looked at the rioting soldiers.

Wanyan Aguda frowned and asked, "Young man, what's going on?"

"Affected by the practice, their inner desires have been amplified, and now many people are controlled by desire."

Wanyan Aguda was shocked that this martial art had such a serious drawback.

However, he did not panic, but asked: "Young man, you should have a solution, right?"

If there is no solution, the Jin Kingdom will be in chaos and will not be able to resist the Song Dynasty.

"Refining the soul flag can solve this problem." Xu Wenbing replied.

"Then start practicing. The people have been captured for a long time." Wanyan Aguda said directly.

"Let me think about it." Xu Wenbing turned around and went back to his residence.

As time went by, more and more soldiers became uncontrollable, and some even left the camp.

In serious cases, the soldiers had already started to commit rape and looting. Wanyan Aguda had no choice but to strictly forbid everyone from practicing and imprison those uncontrollable soldiers.

Xu Wenbing's heart pain attacks became more and more frequent, and he often felt powerless.

In this state, he should have thought less and worried less, but he was affected by the martial arts, and his already unstable emotions became more and more impetuous. Emotions such as irritability, impulsiveness, and anger emerged one after another, and his mental energy continued to be consumed.

After accidentally killing several people several times, he felt a moment of guilt, but then he felt a lot more relieved, and what emerged in his heart was the pleasure of venting.

Xu Wenbing looked at his bloody hands and realized that human life was not that important.

Finally, under Wanyan Aguda's urging again, Xu Wenbing chose to refine the soul flag.

This time, although Xu Wenbing still felt a little reluctant when listening to the cries of those who were tortured, he did not feel that uncomfortable.

The first person who was tortured died. Before Xu Wenbing could ask Jinxue to take action, he had already been controlled.

While being controlled, his eyes vaguely saw a ball of illusory energy.

Then he began to mutter something and kept making hand gestures. After a long time, the illusory energy body dissipated.

There was not enough resentment and the stay time was too short, so the refining was not successful.

However, he brushed his hands over the corpse, and a complete piece of human skin fell off.

Everyone watching was shocked. He was indeed a disciple of a master, and skinning was so easy for him.

Before everyone could be shocked, a ball of fire flew out from Xu Wenbing's hand.

Then the human skin came above the flame, and Xu Wenbing drew in the air with his fingers while taking the flesh and blood and blending it into it.

Half an hour later, a square-shaped black cloth appeared above the flames. It had three smooth edges and only one jagged edge. It was as thin as a cicada's wing.

Xu Wenbing came out of the controlled state and looked at the soul flag. It didn't seem that difficult to refine.

"Hmph, you are so ignorant! Do you know what I am painting in the air?"

"What?" Xu Wenbing was puzzled, but had some guesses.

"Weapon patterns and rules restrictions!"

"Senior, can I learn?"

"If you want to learn, you must enter the Dao and comprehend the rules first."

Xu Wenbing was speechless. Wanyan Aguda saw Xu Wenbing finishing his training and asked, "Young man, is this the Soul Banner?"

Xu Wenbing nodded. Wanyan Aguda was a little disappointed. He had wanted to watch and learn a thing or two, but after watching the whole process, he didn't understand anything.

The next day, after more than a dozen people died, an indestructible soul was finally refined.

The moment the main soul was formed, an eerie feeling came over them, and violent roars faintly emerged in everyone's mind.

With the blessing of the golden blood, Xu Wenbing saw the illusory soul body, which was only the size of an adult's fist.

After being condensed, the soul of an adult is so small and so illusory.

However, although it was small, the fierce aura it exuded was extremely intimidating, and it pounced on the person who was torturing him.

But when it was about to get close, a sizzling sound was heard, like water meeting a red-hot iron.

Immediately afterwards, painful wails were heard through the soul. It was the first time that everyone present heard the wails of an evil spirit, and they were horrified for a moment.

The man who faced the evil spirit was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and the floor was wet.

Xu Wenbing looked at the soul in great pain, but he did not retreat at all. Even though his memory faded, he still went after the person who tortured him.

It is true that the resentment can linger for a long time after death, which shows how deep his hatred is.

If I were to take the initiative to do something like this, what would be my fate? Would I also become a spirit within the banner? Would I still have a chance to return?

This is my time-traveling life. It’s so fucking terrible and completely different from what I imagined.

"Senior, that wandering soul is about to dissipate. What should we do?"