At this time, he remembered what he had brought out from the underground world at the bottom of the immortal stream, and when he took it out from behind his back, it turned out to be a huge damaged banner.

The flagpole is like a big gun, black and heavy, I don't know what material it is, the flag is like gold and not gold, like silk and not silk, the black and black on it is full of mysterious patterns, and the dirt stains make the pattern on it can no longer be seen clearly, but the flag is more damaged, only half is left, and the flagpole is also broken, it originally looked like the metal flagpole should be more than one meter high, but now it is only half a meter.

This is a Xuanmen item, from the first time he saw it, Situ Yi saw the mystery in it.

He tried to communicate the broken half-flag with his own mind and see if there was any reaction.

It's just that this time it's like stabbing a hornet's nest. Immediately, Situ Yi felt a surging cold aura rushing towards him, and the world in that half of the big black flag was simply a sea, a black ocean where the fierce aura gathered, as if embedded in the gate of reincarnation. Boom, an endless yin aura impacted his mind, and in an instant, Situ Yi fell on his back.

"Poof!"

His internal organs were severely injured at the same time, blood spurted from his mouth, and even blood stained from the corners of his eyes and ears at the same time.

"Whoop. ”

Situ Yi barely managed to get up for a long time, he almost died just now, this was the most serious injury he had suffered in his life since he came to this world, even in the face of the white-haired monster, it was not so serious.

"What the hell is this?" he looked at the damaged half of the black flag in his hand.

He knew he had found something amazing.

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At this time, the people who were transporting fruits and vegetables came up the mountain, and the servants of the Situ family saw the mess on the cliff, the collapsed thatched hut and the fallen Situ Yi on his back, looking at him with blood on his face, blood oozing from his eyes, nostrils, and ears, and he looked at him in horror with a look of embarrassment.

The shocked look was like seeing a ghost, the master of his own family, this young master, was a prefecture-level grandmaster, who could hurt him like this?

Situ Yi smiled, looking at them with shocked and dazed looks, he said, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I've never been better." He slowly stood up with the half-mutilated flag.

And the slaves of the Situ family carried baskets of melons, fruits, and vegetables one by one, thinking that the master of this young grandmaster of their family had gone crazy.

"Go back, my retreat is over. Situ Yi said.

And his decision made the slaves of the Situ family smile one by one, and they no longer had to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to deliver melons, fruits, vegetables and snacks to this place where birds don't.

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In the moonlight, there was silence in Situbao.

In Situ Yi's study, Old Butler Zhao sat in the position below, bowing down to report.

"I obeyed the instructions of the young master, lost the old slave's old face, and finally bought the blood of the silver dragon in the Rong family's shop, a total of 13 drops, this is the best blood tonic medicine. It's just that the price is a little more expensive, and it cost more than 10,000 taels of silver. ”

The ancestor of the Rong family's shop is 'Guizang' Rong Xing'an, who is good at cultivating a kind of demon beast 'Silver Dragon Ao', and what Situ Yi asked the old butler Zhao to buy is the brainchild of this precious demon beast.

The old butler Zhao had a painful face, more than 10,000 taels of silver is not a small amount, although half a year ago, the Situ family copied the water bandits' nest in the general village of the thirteenth waterway chain dock, and seized a lot, and the Situ family is now rich, but the expenditure of 10,000 taels of silver still makes him, the big housekeeper, feel painful.

"You don't have to be too petty, you need to know that this world is not immutable, what family wealth is like a cloud of smoke, there are in and out, it is the cycle of heaven, not to mention that this silver is not a waste. ”

"What the young master said makes sense. ”

Thinking that these ten thousand taels of silver were all contributing to the growth of his young master's strength, Lao Zhao was not distressed. He is the son of the Situ family, he has been a servant of the Situ family since his father's generation, and he himself is the personal scholar of the old Situ Changhe, growing up all the way, his roots are in the Situ family, so everything is planned for the Situ family.

Especially since he was a child, he watched Situ Yi grow up, and he was able to help his young master, even if he spent more money, he didn't feel distressed.

"By the way, young master, your gun is seriously damaged, I don't know if you still need to find a skilled craftsman to repair it?"

Lao Zhao's face palpitated, he didn't know what kind of terrible opponent his young master had encountered, and he would make a heavy gun weighing 123 catties like this. His own young master is a prefecture-level grandmaster, is there anyone in this Qinghe County who can easily hurt him?

"No need. Seal that tungsten iron spear and put it in the family's inner vault as a souvenir. In three days, maybe I won't be able to use a gun again. ”

Situ Yi looked at him and said meaningfully.

"Young Master, what's going on with you?"

Old Butler Zhao was shocked.

His own young master is known as the king of guns, although Lao Zhao has only practiced superficial kung fu, but he also knows that the strength of those who practice martial arts will drop by more than two or three percent if they lack weapons, and the young master does not use a gun, which is considered a self-destruction arm, how not to surprise him. Thinking of the appearance of the damaged gun barrel before, Old Butler Zhao's heart palpitated.

"Could it be that something happened to the young master? Or did he encounter some strong enemy that he couldn't resist, what happened?

"Don't be cranky. Situ Yi said softly.

Since the battle of Qinghejiang half a year ago, Situ Yi's grace in the Situ family has become more and more important, and even the old men of the family like Lao Zhao are respectful and awe of him. Although Situ Yi still has a kind attitude towards this old housekeeper who has watched him grow up since he was a child, without a trace of disrespect, Lao Zhao also stubbornly believes that as the head of the house, he should have the appearance of the master of the house, and the slave should have the appearance of a slave. Not only himself, but he also demanded this from his children and nephews, and from the rest of the family.

"I'm trying the method of mind. With the tantric Daigo empowerment and the method of the Xuanmen Jindan Danding, I want to learn to use the body as a raft to cross the sea of suffering, study the three treasures of essence, qi and spirit, open the entrance to the door, nourish the soul with the body, and re-walk the Xuanmen Qimen. ”

The power of the mind escapes out of the flesh shell, in order to 'go out of the gods', and the cultivators of the Xuanmen Qimen practice since childhood, and their will is firm, so their consciousness escapes and their souls travel. However, Situ Yi's "Turtle and Elephant Sutra" does the opposite, combining some tantric methods of the Tantric Supreme Yoga Department and some principles of the Taoist Danding School, taking the body as the furnace, the blood as the furnace, and the yin and yang as the charcoal, at the cost of closing the flesh and blood, and the mind breaks through the flesh and walks out of the avenue of life and initiation, which is a branch of the Xuanmen.

Situ Yi comforted him twice, relieving the old housekeeper Zhao, after all, Lao Zhao is the chief manager, in charge of the family business, if he can't be stable, then the rest of the family is also panicked.

What's more, Lao Zhao is a person whose roots are rooted in the Situ family, and he can rest assured that he is the old butler Zhao.

Lao Zhao's expression changed, and finally bowed down, and said: "Young master, you have grown up, everything has its own decisions, and the old slave should not and dare not interfere with anything, but please think about all your thoughts, a big family." ”

"Old Zhao is relieved. Situ Yi hurriedly helped him up: "Old Zhao, I know your all-powerful love and loyalty, you grew up watching me, we are called slaves, but we are really grandchildren, and there are some things that do not need to be scrupulous." ”

The old housekeeper Zhao is misty-eyed, he is the son of the Situ family, he grew up in the Situ family, he has been loyal to three generations, he is the old man of the Situ family, and he is willing to die with such a master.

"Hey. After Lao Zhao left, Situ Yi was left alone to sigh.

"The god of grains is immortal, it is for Xuanyi. It seems that I'm going to do it as soon as possible. ”

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