The Lord of the Laws of Heaven

Chapter 329 Puppet Game, Ten Thousand Souls Banner

In a certain place, the auctioneer said with a smile on his face on the crystal platform.

"Haha, the next item to be auctioned is a little strange, because we Zhijing haven't figured out what its purpose is, but after our auction house's appraisal, it seems to be an unknown treasure map."

A torn piece of cloth appeared, and everyone present booed. At the side, a middle-aged man turned his eyes slightly and straightened his body.

This middle-aged man is Xiao Jun's bionic puppet, and also the place where Xiao Jun's thoughts exist. The bionic puppet in front of him looks a little indifferent and ordinary, and seems to be a very ordinary practitioner.

The middle-aged man's bionic puppet did not react at all to all the items in the auction. At most, he bought some materials and rare fruits for data collection.

After the appearance of this incomplete map, Xiao Jun's thoughts were finally slightly touched.

"This map must be quite old. If we can get the complete map, with any luck, perhaps the hidden things inside will directly shock the entire continent!"

But the boos continued.

Things from ancient times are not necessarily good things. Only those that are the legacy of the powerful people in ancient times are good things in the true sense.

"One hundred and ten thousand!" Xiao Jun raised the price without hesitation.

Many people sneered, and the auctioneer began to call out prices. After the first and second calls, no one took up the bid.

"and many more!"

A cold voice came from the Blood Sect's Young Master Fan Ling. Then Fan Ling looked at Xiao Jun's bionic puppet with a cold gaze and sneered, "I'm suddenly interested in this thing. 130,000!"

Fan Ling's action was not a momentary impulse, but he had an extremely strong premonition that this incomplete map was extremely valuable and important, and he had to obtain it at any cost.

"Two hundred thousand!" Xiao Jun's bionic puppet continued to bid. It was just a small ant. To him, money had completely become just a number.

Gold coins were circulated among low-level practitioners. The gold coins Xiao Jun earned from casually making some pills this time were enough. For Xiao Jun now, making pills of the fifth grade or below was really no different from making clay pills with his hands!
Money is really the same as dirt, so for Xiao Jun, there is no need to care too much about this matter.

The auctioneer was quite happy to see that such a tattered map had been bid up to 200,000, because the auction house could not tell the quality and function of this broken map. Perhaps this map was a complete waste?

On the Douqi Continent, there are many scams selling fake maps.

Being able to bid up to 200,000 is already a huge profit.

The auctioneer quickly called out the price.

"Two hundred thousand once."

"Two hundred thousand times."

At this moment, Fan Ling gritted his teeth, veins even appearing on his forehead, and finally said through gritted teeth: "Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?" Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and then looked at the torn map. Could it really be a map of some treasure that was worth the price paid by the young master of the Blood Sect?

The bionic puppet's eyes were devoid of any emotion and didn't even show the slightest fluctuation.

"Half a million!"

Even Fan Ling could not afford this price. It was not that he could not afford it, but that it was not worth it.

Fan Ling's premonition was extremely strong, but unfortunately, he had to give up in the end.

But seeing Fan Ling staring at the bionic puppet with a cold gaze, he suddenly revealed a hint of a sneer: "Humph, it seems that Your Excellency has strong financial resources!"

After that, Fan Ling sat back down. Saying this seemed to carry an extremely strong threat!

The bionic puppet turned its head, looked at Fan Ling with emotionless eyes, and actually laughed, saying softly, "Interesting!"

Yes, it's really interesting... It seems that I can get materials for free again. As my mind raced, I began to think about how to deal with this material for Fan Ling.

"Well... since they're called the Blood Clan, then let them... live up to the name!"

Xiao Jun's mind raced, and in just a moment, he had come up with thousands of ways to prepare Fan Ling's recipe! Not just the so-called Fan Ling, but everything about that Blood Clan's ancestors, from eighteen generations ago, would be dug out from their graves by Xiao Jun to become ingredients.

Everyone present felt a mixture of gloating over Xiao Jun's bionic puppet, fear of the Blood Clan, and even greed for Xiao Jun, because they knew that the person in front of them was most likely a wealthy man, perhaps a fat sheep.

Xiao Jun didn't care about all of this. Just like the players in the game, this bionic puppet was a character created by Xiao Jun casually, and he was just playing in the game of Fighting Continent.

Xiao Jun's soul path and future development should be like this, like a player in the world. But more than that, he should be like a GM, becoming the designer and controller of the underlying structure of this world.

This is what is called the divine soul, the so-called divine spirit.

Currently, we still need to use bionic puppets to mimic a person and create a character. In the future, as the soul path advances to a higher level, it will not be so troublesome.

Now, the young master of the Blood Sect actually started a mission for his character, which aroused Xiao Jun's great interest. Yes, it was interest, which was why Xiao Jun said the word "interesting".

"It's quite interesting to see a character like this, who was just registered casually, grow up... "

The thought of using this bionic puppet and then throwing it away was no longer in my mind. Instead, I thought about growing this bionic puppet, just like cultivating a character.

"Five hundred thousand once... twice... three times, deal!"

Fan Ling's face was terrifyingly cold.

His life had been smooth sailing thanks to his status as the Young Master of the Blood Clan. To think someone dared to stop him and look down on him was truly a recipe for death! "Keep an eye on that man... wait until he leaves the scene..." The Young Master of the Blood Clan made a beheading gesture and instructed the old man beside him, who nodded in understanding.

Power... the so-called authority of power is ultimately illusory, but it's enough to cause people to lose themselves and lose sight of their true situation. Self-knowledge is precious, and possessing it is a priceless possession. Most people must pay a price to acquire it, even their lives... and even then, it might not necessarily buy them back.

In the following auction, items flowed through the auction hall one by one and were bought one by one, and the atmosphere of the auction continued to rise.

Even after an earth-level technique appeared, the atmosphere reached its peak!
Finally, the finale item of the auction arrived.

Then a prison made of cold iron appeared. Even a Douhuang would find it difficult to break this kind of cold iron instantly. At this time, the prison directly covered the entire auction table, not to imprison, but to protect itself.

But the auctioneer carefully took out a purple gold plate from under the counter, and on the plate lay a small box.

Slowly opening the small box, suddenly, an extremely dazzling golden light burst out directly from the box.

Through the golden light, one could indeed see a golden pill the size of a longan lying within it, with two golden air currents flowing through it. Upon closer inspection, the golden air currents resembled lifelike golden dragons, wandering within the pill, and one could even sense a dragon's roar within.

This elixir was definitely not a simple one. Everyone around them stared at the elixir in front of them with greedy eyes. The power of this elixir was definitely of high quality. Taking it would be very beneficial to one's cultivation.

The auctioneer, looking at the shocked and greedy faces around him, smiled with satisfaction: "Everyone, this is the highlight of our auction: the seventh-grade elixir, the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill."

"..."

After fierce bidding, the auction finally ended!

The bionic puppet took the fragment of the map in his hand and smiled slightly. He walked out of the auction house slowly, even deliberately slowing down his soul's pace. He walked out of the city and slowed down his pace to prevent others from losing him!
Xiao Jun walked a short distance outside the city when suddenly, a group of men in black robes roared, "Kill!"

But they surrounded Xiao Jun and were about to take his life.

And in the next moment, everything around seemed to solidify, and the flow of time gradually became slow, as if it would eventually stagnate!
Looking at everything around him, Xiao Jun even felt a little disappointed because Fan Ling, the material, hadn't arrived. Time seemed to have stopped around him. This was Xiao Jun's use of the Purple Star Spirit's magical power.

The Ziwei Yuanshen has an accurate grasp of timing, and naturally also has an accurate grasp of the relativity of time.

Xiao Jun mobilized his own spiritual power and made extreme adjustments to the timing of his thoughts and body. Xiao Jun's sense of time changed. In Xiao Jun's eyes, a breath of others might have passed several hours.

The power of the soul speeds up one's own thinking, and then relies on this method to speed up one's own reaction ability. This is not a true time stop.

The real meaning of time stopping is to manipulate a certain space and use the relativity of time and space to enter another dimension. It seems that one or two eternities have passed in that dimension, but this dimension is just a moment.

However, this extreme manipulation of spatial dimensions was extremely difficult for Xiao Jun. He could only come up with this idea.

"Never mind, let's just collect some of these Blood Clan supplies! I'll use them to complete some interesting experiments and contribute to my exploration."

Xiao Jun reached out and grabbed, and the souls of all the people in front of him were directly caught in Xiao Jun's hands. The structure of the soul was decomposed and divided into three souls and seven spirits.

Every soul or spirit has been carefully processed to extract the most essential parts of the soul. The memory area of these souls has been directly made into a storage device by Xiao Jun.

The soul's ability to think has been fabricated into an operational unit.

The skin, muscles, bones... on the bodies of all the people in front of him were peeled off smoothly like peeling a banana. Every step was done with extreme precision, and was peeled off one by one based on mathematical calculations.

Xiao Jun easily analyzed the inner skills, and the Blood Clan's skills were clearly visible in front of Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun directly captured and observed the energy in the body, and then began to perform rituals and refine it!
After precise composition and smelting of energy, the bones turned into a long, dark white pole. The cultivation in the body was refined into the blood, transformed into a stream of blood and energy, which merged into the dark white pole. Finally, the dark white pole turned scarlet.

The membranes and tendons were processed, and the internal fibers were refined and woven, eventually turning into a piece of cloth. The cloth was scarlet in color, and on top of the cloth were densely packed with strange seal characters.

This was Xiao Jun's simple comprehension of the Blood Sect's skills, the mystery of blood contained therein, and then a simple combination with the Netherworld Soul Seal to construct a new seal script.

The foundation of this seal script is still the Netherworld Soul Seal, but its function is different.

The cloth was immediately hung on a scarlet long pole, forming a ten-foot-long banner. On the banner were constructed fine and profound seal characters, which were pure black in color. The entire banner looked extremely eerie.

The soul that had been processed before, the essence of the soul's origin, the storage unit constructed by the soul's memory, and the computing unit constructed by the soul's thinking were all directly printed on the banner in Xiao Jun's hand, and the eerie and profound seal characters on it began to change!

Placing the flag into the hands of Xiao Jun's bionic puppet, Xiao Jun dispelled the sense of accelerated time. Holding the flag in his hand, he sensed the changes within and made precise modifications.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

In the previous moment, a group of people rushed towards Xiao Jun, and then Xiao Jun reached out and grabbed them, and the next moment, everyone disappeared.

I saw that the bionic puppet had a scarlet long pole and a red cloth banner more than ten feet long on its palm. There were dark and deep fine seal characters on the banner. Looking closely, it seemed that I could sense that the banner in front of it... was alive!
That's right, although Xiao Jun processed these materials and refined a magic weapon, Xiao Jun's immense compassion did not take away these people's lives. In other words, these people are still alive.

Just became a part of this long banner!

"Right, right! Let's call this long banner... the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls! It's a fusion of the life of blood and the spirit of the soul!"

"To be honest, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner should be a kind of life... a living being... that can grow... and can also practice cultivation."

The way of practicing is probably completely different from what most people imagine!
This Ten Thousand Souls Banner combines database storage and processing functions into one. It can analyze other lives, decompose them into basic materials, and integrate them into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. However, that life has never died and has directly become a part of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Enhance the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is essentially an experimental instrument for Xiao Jun to explore life and soul in another way, and it is also a magic weapon!
"With this Ten Thousand Souls Banner... I don't even need to kill to deal with my enemies! How merciful I am!"

"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner...it is truly a magical instrument of extreme compassion!"

"It's just that this Ten Thousand Souls Banner seems to need some nourishment... heh..."

Xiao Jun looked at the Blood Sect... Xiao Jun's refinement of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was naturally due to the Blood Sect's contribution. Since the Blood Sect had this contribution, why not let the Blood Sect contribute more!
(End of this chapter)