Chapter 99

A grand hall built of green stone stood out in the valley. Below the hall, over a hundred men in black iron armor, holding long halberds, stood motionless on the steps leading to the hall. At this moment, the man in black had put away the small black banner and was walking step by step toward the hall. The men with halberds seemed completely unaware of his presence, standing silently.

The men's bodies, like steel, made the man in black envious. He thought to himself, "When will I have ten or eight such iron corpses? Then my strength will more than double."

When he entered the hall, it was already filled with over a hundred people dressed like him. They stood respectfully below, and the entire hall was silent. The man in black carefully found a place to stand and glanced upward, seeing a figure shrouded in a faint black mist sitting cross-legged on the central stone dais. The moment his gaze fell upon the figure, the man in black felt an immense pressure bearing down on him. Under this pressure, his body trembled, and his legs bent, preparing to kneel.

"Leader of the Douniu Altar, why are you late?" A voice devoid of emotion echoed in the hall. The sound was like the clashing of metal.

The man in black hurriedly took out the small sword and the human head, repeating what he had said earlier. The man on the high seat nodded and finally turned his gaze away from the man in black. Only then did the man in black breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hand over the banners!" A cold voice came from a woman in her twenties standing next to the black figure. She also had her face covered with black cloth, but her curvaceous figure was unmatched by any ordinary woman.

"Hand over the banner of the Jiaomu Altar." The man in black standing at the first position respectfully handed over the small black banner. One by one, the black banners were respectfully handed to the black-clothed woman. The man who had just entered also took out the banner from his storage bag.

Just as he was about to hand over the banner, the black-clothed woman suddenly said, "Why hasn't the Xuri Altar handed over the banner?"

Her voice was not loud but filled with severity. Accompanied by her words, a man in black suddenly knelt down. "Master, the Yin Soul Banner of our altar has always been held by Deputy Leader Qu. Recently, Deputy Leader Qu has been missing, and... and I have been searching for him..."

The hall fell silent, and no one spoke, but the atmosphere was suffocating. The Master, sitting in the middle of the hall, said coldly, "Are you telling me that the Yin Soul Banner is lost?"

"Master, please forgive me. Deputy Leader Qu has disappeared, and I have been sending people to search for him. I will find Deputy Leader Qu as soon as possible..." The leader of the Xuri Altar was already struggling to speak.

"The twenty-eight Yin Soul Banners are treasures carefully refined by the Ancestor. They are of great importance. When I gave them to you to collect souls, what did I say?" The Master, sitting on the black stone dais, spoke with a cold and stern voice.

"Master, please spare my life. At the time, I was at a critical point in my cultivation, so I entrusted the task of refining the Yin Soul Banner to Deputy Leader Qu. I did not expect Deputy Leader Qu to disappear. Please give me another chance, and I will..."

Before the leader of the Xuri Altar could finish speaking, the Master waved his hand. Three bracelets suddenly flew out from his hand. The dark bracelets instantly transformed into three skull heads the size of millstones, and three blue flames descended toward the leader of the Xuri Altar.

Seeing this, the leader of the Xuri Altar slapped his storage bag, and a black painting flew out. The painting was filled with various ghosts, and in an instant, it seemed as if a hundred ghostly shadows enveloped the leader of the Xuri Altar.

"The Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts!" The leader of the Douniu Altar's heart trembled. He had always thought his cultivation was similar to that of the leader of the Xuri Altar, but seeing the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, he realized he was inferior. However, the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, which made foundation-stage cultivators pale, was useless against the three skulls. The three flames instantly penetrated the ghosts protecting the leader of the Xuri Altar and entered his body.

"Ahh!" A惨烈的叫声从虚日坛主口中传出，随着这声音，虚日坛主的身体不断扭动。他身上没有丝毫的伤痕，但那扭曲的形状却隐含着巨大的痛苦，甚至可以说，这是一种生不如死的痛苦。

整个大殿没有半点声音，足足半个时辰后，那惨烈的叫声才算停了下来，虚日坛主的身体扭曲得像一团肉。但在场的人都知道，此时的虚日坛主，元神已经被阴火烧毁，只剩下一具躯体。

“继续收幡！”隐藏在黑雾中的教主一挥手，三只磨盘大小的骷髅瞬间再次变成了三根手镯，飞回了教主的手中。一杆杆黑色的小幡，井然有序地交到了那黑衣女子的手中。清点了一下的黑衣女子，沉声说道：“禀告师尊，阴魂幡已经收缴完毕，共二十七杆。”

那教主没有开口，好一会儿才道：“我刚才向老祖汇报了此事，那杆阴魂幡的位置现在就在曲都城，左使，你稍后带五行血煞去曲都城，务必在最短的时间内将阴魂幡夺回。”

“弟子遵命。”黑衣女子恭敬地跪倒在地上，铿锵有力地说道。

隐藏在黑雾中的教主缓缓站起，他的身高竟然有八尺多，虽然看不到躯体，却给人一种巨大的压迫感。只听他冷声说道：“半年之后，就是阴月蔽日之日，那一天，也将是我宗重出天下之日！”

“阴月蔽日，血洗苍空！”

“阴月蔽日，血洗苍空！”

不知是谁先喊了一句，随即疯狂的声音在大殿中响起，这声音充满了疯狂，更充满了血腥……

庆福宫内，方凌正盘膝坐在一个玉质的蒲团上，在他的手中，一杆墨绿色的小旗闪烁着淡淡的青光。这是一杆迷踪旗，也是方凌唯一炼制成功的迷踪旗。本来是够十二杆迷踪旗的材料，方凌只炼制成了这一杆。其他材料，都被方凌炼废了。不过除了这杆迷踪旗，方凌也算是有所收获，最起码，他炼制阵旗的手段比以往精进了不少。

阵法一道，博大精深，在修真界一直都很受重视。除了布置在固定地点的护山大阵之外，阵旗和阵图就成了修士随处布阵的选择。与阵旗相比，阵图自然更受欢迎。只要将大阵炼入图内，一图展开，瞬间将对手收入大阵中，这可以说是克敌制胜的无上妙法。只不过阵图虽好，需要的材料却异常珍贵，一个金丹真人穷其一生，也不见得能够凑齐炼制一副阵图的材料。

阵旗虽然没有阵图那般方便和巨大的威力，但炼制起来更加容易，所以真道宗的修士一般都使用阵旗。像白羽琪那三杆御灵旗，其实就是三杆阵旗。不仅能够单独对敌，更可以施展三才御灵阵，攻防一体，可谓妙用无穷。如果不是方凌的心神之力远高于普通人，又得了玉虎血浆锻体熔神，攻击了白羽琪的心神，就算有腊山秘境图，方凌也不见得能够胜过白羽琪。

这由十二杆迷踪旗布置的迷踪阵，是阵道宗筑基期弟子能够选择炼制阵旗中最受欢迎的一种。不仅迷踪阵威力不小，更重要的是炼制迷踪阵的阵旗材料好找。

方凌一摆迷踪旗，一道烟雾瞬间从旗中飞出，将方凌所处的位置遮挡在一团雾气之中。可惜，这团迷雾根本遮挡不了筑基修士的神识，如果十二杆迷踪旗布成迷踪阵，则可以将筑基初期的修士困死在其中。看来，过一段时间，自己还得去珍宝轩跑一趟。方凌心中念头一闪，收起迷踪旗，朝静室外走去。

现在的方凌神识可笼罩三里，虽然平时不会用这么多，但在百米之内，都在他的神识笼罩之中。才刚走了几十步，就听有人提到他的名字：“方凌那个混蛋，这几天都让人把我送到他的房间里，哼哼，以为姑奶奶怕他不成！”

什么几天送到自己的房间，自己一直在闭关好不好，这个清逸郡主……等等，方凌刹那间想到，自己在闭关之前，好像给那个太监陈敬说了一句**的话。这个庆福宫的总管，不会真的将那个凶悍的郡主送到自己房间里了吧？方凌并不是什么正人君子，这一刻，他心中突然升起了一个念头，那就是自己似乎错过了点什么。

“清逸，你小点声，我听说大仙师一个个神通广大，你这般骂他要是被他听到了，说不定他会找你麻烦。”程小怜的声音这时也响了起来。

“听到就听到，我还怕他不成？大不了给他拼了！”清逸郡主说到这里，突然哭了起来：“现在王叔不管我，太后也不理我，就连那个死太监陈敬都敢欺负我！呜呜……都在欺负我！”

听着清逸郡主呜呜咽咽的哭声，方凌突然觉得有点无聊。就在他心里想着结束这场小游戏的时候，他的心神陡然一动。随着方凌一拍小乾坤袋，那阴魂幡就飞了出来。只不过这阴魂幡最中间的那个鬼头，竟然有一种想要冲出来的感觉。

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A piercing cry came from the leader of the Xuri Altar, and with this sound, his body began to twist and contort. There were no visible wounds on his body, but the shape of his twisting body indicated immense pain, a pain that was worse than death.

The entire hall was silent, and it took a full half an hour for the piercing cries to stop. The body of the leader of the Xuri Altar was twisted into a shapeless mass. However, everyone present knew that at this moment, the leader of the Xuri Altar's spirit had been burned away by the Yin Fire, leaving only a lifeless body.

"Continue collecting the banners!" The Master, hidden in the black mist, waved his hand. The three millstone-sized skulls instantly turned back into three bracelets and flew back to the Master's hand. The black banners were orderly handed over to the black-clothed woman. After counting them, she said solemnly, "Master, the Yin Soul Banners have been collected, a total of twenty-seven."

The Master did not speak for a moment, then said, "I have just reported this matter to the Ancestor. The location of the Yin Soul Banner is now in Qudu City. Left Envoy, you will take the Five Elements Blood Fiend to Qudu City and retrieve the Yin Soul Banner as soon as possible."

"Disciple obeys." The black-clothed woman knelt down respectfully and said firmly.

The Master, hidden in the black mist, slowly stood up. He was over eight feet tall, and although his body could not be seen, he exuded a tremendous presence. He said coldly, "In half a year, it will be the day of the Yin Moon Concealing the Sun. On that day, it will also be the day our sect re-emerges into the world!"

"Yin Moon Concealing the Sun, Blood Washes the Sky!"

"Yin Moon Concealing the Sun, Blood Washes the Sky!"

No one knew who shouted first, but soon a疯狂的声音在大殿中响起，这声音充满了疯狂，更充满了血腥……

庆福宫内，方凌正盘膝坐在一个玉质的蒲团上，在他的手中，一杆墨绿色的小旗闪烁着淡淡的青光。这是一杆迷踪旗，也是方凌唯一炼制成功的迷踪旗。本来是够十二杆迷踪旗的材料，方凌只炼制成了这一杆。其他材料，都被方凌炼废了。不过除了这杆迷踪旗，方凌也算是有所收获，最起码，他炼制阵旗的手段比以往精进了不少。

阵法一道，博大精深，在修真界一直都很受重视。除了布置在固定地点的护山大阵之外，阵旗和阵图就成了修士随处布阵的选择。与阵旗相比，阵图自然更受欢迎。只要将大阵炼入图内，一图展开，瞬间将对手收入大阵中，这可以说是克敌制胜的无上妙法。只不过阵图虽好，需要的材料却异常珍贵，一个金丹真人穷其一生，也不见得能够凑齐炼制一副阵图的材料。

阵旗虽然没有阵图那般方便和巨大的威力，但炼制起来更加容易，所以真道宗的修士一般都使用阵旗。像白羽琪那三杆御灵旗，其实就是三杆阵旗。不仅能够单独对敌，更可以施展三才御灵阵，攻防一体，可谓妙用无穷。如果不是方凌的心神之力远高于普通人，又得了玉虎血浆锻体熔神，攻击了白羽琪的心神，就算有腊山秘境图，方凌也不见得能够胜过白羽琪。

这由十二杆迷踪旗布置的迷踪阵，是阵道宗筑基期弟子能够选择炼制阵旗中最受欢迎的一种。不仅迷踪阵威力不小，更重要的是炼制迷踪阵的阵旗材料好找。

方凌一摆迷踪旗，一道烟雾瞬间从旗中飞出，将方凌所处的位置遮挡在一团雾气之中。可惜，这团迷雾根本遮挡不了筑基修士的神识，如果十二杆迷踪旗布成迷踪阵，则可以将筑基初期的修士困死在其中。看来，过一段时间，自己还得去珍宝轩跑一趟。方凌心中念头一闪，收起迷踪旗，朝静室外走去。

现在的方凌神识可笼罩三里，虽然平时不会用这么多，但在百米之内，都在他的神识笼罩之中。才刚走了几十步，就听有人提到他的名字：“方凌那个混蛋，这几天都让人把我送到他的房间里，哼哼，以为姑奶奶怕他不成！”

什么几天送到自己的房间，自己一直在闭关好不好，这个清逸郡主……等等，方凌刹那间想到，自己在闭关之前，好像给那个太监陈敬说了一句**的话。这个庆福宫的总管，不会真的将那个凶悍的郡主送到自己房间里了吧？方凌并不是什么正人君子，这一刻，他心中突然升起了一个念头，那就是自己似乎错过了点什么。

“清逸，你小点声，我听说大仙师一个个神通广大，你这般骂他要是被他听到了，说不定他会找你麻烦。”程小怜的声音这时也响了起来。

“听到就听到，我还怕他不成？大不了给他拼了！”清逸郡主说到这里，突然哭了起来：“现在王叔不管我，太后也不理我，就连那个死太监陈敬都敢欺负我！呜呜……都在欺负我！”

听着清逸郡主呜呜咽咽的哭声，方凌突然觉得有点无聊。就在他心里想着结束这场小游戏的时候，他的心神陡然一动。随着方凌一拍小乾坤袋，那阴魂幡就飞了出来。只不过这阴魂幡最中间的那个鬼头，竟然有一种想要冲出来的感觉。

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A wild and frenzied voice echoed in the hall, filled with madness and bloodlust...

In the Qingfu Palace, Fang Ling was sitting cross-legged on a jade cushion, holding a dark green flag that emitted a faint green light. This was a Concealing Flag, the only one he had successfully refined. Originally, he had enough materials for twelve Concealing Flags, but he only managed to refine this one. The other materials were all wasted. However, besides this Concealing Flag, Fang Ling had made some progress. At the very least, his skills in refining array flags had improved significantly.

The art of array formations is vast and profound, and it has always been highly valued in the cultivation world. Besides the large protective formations set up at fixed locations, array flags and array maps are the choices for cultivators to set up formations anywhere. Compared to array flags, array maps are naturally more popular. By refining a large formation into a map, one can instantly trap an opponent in the formation by unfolding the map, which is an unparalleled method for defeating enemies. However, although array maps are excellent, the materials required are extremely precious. Even a Golden Core cultivator might not be able to gather the materials needed to refine an array map in their entire life.

Although array flags do not have the convenience and immense power of array maps, they are easier to refine, so cultivators of the True Dao Sect generally use array flags. For example, Bai Yuqi's three Spirit Control Flags are actually three array flags. They can be used to fight enemies individually and can also be used to form the Three Talents Spirit Control Formation, which is both offensive and defensive, making them incredibly versatile. If it weren't for Fang Ling's superior mental strength and the fact that he had used the jade tiger blood to forge his body and spirit, he might not have been able to defeat Bai Yuqi even with the Lashan Secret Realm Map.

The Concealing Formation, set up with twelve Concealing Flags, is one of the most popular array flags that Foundation Stage disciples of the Array Dao Sect can choose to refine. Not only is the Concealing Formation powerful, but the materials needed to refine the Concealing Flags are relatively easy to find.

Fang Ling waved the Concealing Flag, and a mist instantly flew out, enveloping the area where he was sitting. Unfortunately, this mist could not block the divine sense of a Foundation Stage cultivator. If twelve Concealing Flags were used to set up the Concealing Formation, it could trap a Foundation Stage cultivator. It seemed that he would have to visit the Treasure Pavilion again in the near future. With this thought, Fang Ling put away the Concealing Flag and walked out of the meditation room.

Fang Ling's divine sense could cover a three-mile radius, though he usually didn't use it to its full extent. Within a hundred meters, everything was within his divine sense. After walking just a few dozen steps, he heard someone mention his name: "That bastard Fang Ling, he's been having people deliver me to his room these past few days. Humph, does he think I'm afraid of him?"

What about delivering me to his room for a few days? I've been in seclusion, haven't I? This Qingyi Princess... Wait, Fang Ling suddenly remembered that before he went into seclusion, he had said something to the eunuch Chen Jing. Could it be that the chief steward of the Qingfu Palace really sent that fierce princess to his room? Fang Ling was not a righteous man, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that he might have missed something.

"Qingyi, be quiet. I heard that the Great Immortal is very powerful. If he hears you cursing him, he might come after you," Cheng Xiaolian's voice said.

"Let him hear. Do I fear him? I'll fight him to the death!" Qingyi Princess said, then suddenly burst into tears. "Now Uncle Wang doesn't care about me, Empress Dowager ignores me, and even that dead eunuch Chen Jing dares to bully me! Sob... everyone is bullying me!"

Listening to Qingyi Princess's sobbing, Fang Ling suddenly felt a bit bored. Just as he was thinking about ending this little game, his mind suddenly stirred. With a tap on his small cosmos bag, the Yin Soul Banner flew out. However, the ghost head in the center of the Yin Soul Banner seemed to want to break free.