The Ninth Generation Ascended to Immortality: We Are Brothers in the Banner of the Human Emperor!

The prodigal son left his hometown and was separated from the earth by an unknown distance. Return to the true world and cultivate for a hundred years. One careless move and you lose everything. At the last moment of his life, Ning Yun brazenly exposed himself. Unexpectedly, before he died, the tattered "Nine Turns and Ten Thousand Souls Banner" that became moldy and ashes in the storage bag left with Ning Yun's soul. Opening his eyes again, he sat in the posture of a soul in the Nine-turning Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Only now did Ning Yun know that Golden Finger had nine chances to seize the body. Now, there are eight left. It's just that the necessary conditions for each seizure require the collection of one hundred thousand souls. Ning Yun looked at his transparent body and the empty silence in the Nine Revolutions Seizing Thousand Souls Banner, and the corner of his mouth twitched: Do I count myself... Where can I get one hundred thousand souls? ? ! ! ! In this vast world, it is difficult to survive, even harder to live forever, and even more difficult to be free. As the saying goes, if the world and the world are like an empty boat, there will be no freedom in the world. Ning Yun does not seek immortality, but seeks to be free and unrestrained.