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Cultivation of immortality with five spiritual roots is like using a sieve to draw water. The ember burned for thirty years without leaking a drop. Just because he got a broken flag. There were three cracks in the flag pole, and the flag was dusty like a rag. Inside was imprisoned the thousand-year-old ghost Ming Zhuzi, and outside was dragging the newly solidified scholar Gui Jiang Tingbai. The old ghost wants to seize his home, the scholar wants to beg for face, and the ember just wants to live. The blood contract is settled. He mended the banner with flesh and blood, the old ghost protected him with soul power, and the scholar used illusion to defeat the enemy. The three of them are each other's creditors and shackles to each other. No one trusts the other, but whoever lets go will die. Later, Yi Yan discovered that when the soul flag swallowed the wandering soul, he could intercept 30% of the soul power and pour it into the meridians. The five spiritual roots absorb spiritual energy as slowly as a turtle crawls, but the soul power does not care about qualifications, only about life and death. From then on, when others were meditating and practicing, he went to ghost gatherings to touch corpses; when others were in seclusion and enlightenment, he dug into ancient tombs and dug their graves; when others talked about morality, he said, "Just stay alive." It took him ten years to go from refining Qi to transforming into a god, from scavenging and cultivating to become a giant. Eight hundred years later, someone asked: "Why do you have five spiritual roots?" Ember spread his left hand. The tiger's mouth is a bloody scab from holding the flagpole, and the knuckles are slightly bent, as if they are still holding half a spiritual stone. "I can endure it better than you, and I can kill better than you." Behind him, the soul flag of Star Steel was silent. Ming Zhuzi suddenly remembered that rainy night. It wasn't the ember that picked up the flag. Yehata finally arrived, the one who could keep all three of them alive. And there are more than two souls hidden in the flags.
Cultivation of immortality with five spiritual roots is like using a sieve to draw water. The ember burned for thirty years without leaking a drop. Just because he got a broken flag. There were three cracks in the flag pole, and the flag was dusty like a rag. Inside was imprisoned the thousand-year-old ghost Ming Zhuzi, and outside was dragging the newly solidified scholar Gui Jiang Tingbai. The old ghost wants to seize his home, the scholar wants to beg for face, and the ember just wants to live. The blood contract is settled. He mended the banner with flesh and blood, the old ghost protected him with soul power, and the scholar used illusion to defeat the enemy. The three of them are each other's creditors and shackles to each other. No one trusts the other, but whoever lets go will die. Later, Yi Yan discovered that when the soul flag swallowed the wandering soul, he could intercept 30% of the soul power and pour it into the meridians. The five spiritual roots absorb spiritual energy as slowly as a turtle crawls, but the soul power does not care about qualifications, only about life and death. From then on, when others were meditating and practicing, he went to ghost gatherings to touch corpses; when others were in seclusion and enlightenment, he dug into ancient tombs and dug their graves; when others talked about morality, he said, "Just stay alive." It took him ten years to go from refining Qi to transforming into a god, from scavenging and cultivating to become a giant. Eight hundred years later, someone asked: "Why do you have five spiritual roots?" Ember spread his left hand. The tiger's mouth is a bloody scab from holding the flagpole, and the knuckles are slightly bent, as if they are still holding half a spiritual stone. "I can endure it better than you, and I can kill better than you." Behind him, the soul flag of Star Steel was silent. Ming Zhuzi suddenly remembered that rainy night. It wasn't the ember that picked up the flag. Yehata finally arrived, the one who could keep all three of them alive. And there are more than two souls hidden in the flags.