I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 11 News
Li Qingfeng poured himself three cups in a row, and then let out a mouthful of foul breath.

The originally pale face became more rosy.

Everything that happened just now was far beyond his cognition.

He had only heard of ghosts and spirits before.

When reading novels and listening to storytelling, you will be terrified, but it is not as real and impactful as it is now.

He also nearly died.

It's really a walk before the gate of hell.

Looking at the picture scroll hanging on the wall, the infatuation and obsession at the beginning have long since disappeared.

Although the painting was painted by Xu Ziming, a master of the previous dynasty, it is just an ordinary painting.

Looking at the four friends lying on the ground, Li Qingfeng could only feel lucky.

It's a good thing that I became a Qi trainer, and I have the artifact Zunhun Banner in my hand, otherwise I might not be able to pass this hurdle today.

Fortunately, he woke up in time again, which saved the four friends from being murdered.

But they don't know, if it wasn't because he became a qi trainer, he would not have attracted the attention of the ghosts in this picture scroll at all.

A drink and a peck are all fixed numbers.

But what Li Qingfeng was most concerned about was the blue-faced evil spirit that jumped out from the Honored Soul Banner.

The evil spirit was tall and imposing.

A ferocious air rushed towards his face, and his terrifying eyes were like lightning.

He always felt that the evil ghost looked at him with a deep meaning, but because of the short time, he couldn't communicate.

Just now he was so frightened that he dropped the soul banner by mistake, but now he picked it up again.

He looked at the small banner in his hand.

Now the banner of the Zunhun Banner has been fully opened, and ferocious ghosts are drawn on the surface.

At the same time, he was a little worried.

It is said in Xuesha Dafa that the evil spirits of the Zunhun Banner will devour the banner owner.

If the strength is not enough, it is best not to use a soul-respecting banner that is stronger than yourself.

So he worried whether he would be backlashed by the evil spirit, what if that look was a sign of backlash against him.

The evil ghost in the soul streamer easily caught the spirit, and the monkey-shaped spirit had no room to resist.

If you backfire on yourself, can you hold on?

No.

Li Qingfeng still knew how much he weighed.

Facing the chaos that frightens the ghost-faced ghost, he can only rely on the magic weapon to save his life.

If you encounter the evil spirits in the artifact, you will definitely die.

However, Li Qingfeng still felt that the Honored Soul Banner would not bite him back.

At least not now.

Otherwise, the Honored Soul Banner would not warn.

Moreover, with the vicious ghost's straightforward style of doing things, he would not leave an overnight meal, and if he wanted to retaliate, he must have done it long ago.

Li Qingfeng wrapped up the soul banner and put it in his arms: "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. It's useless to think too much. We still have to work hard to improve our strength."

There is no need to hold this essay meeting again, just let the four of them leave after they wake up.

The sun sets.

The four people who were unconscious finally woke up.

There is no suspicion between each other, this kind of unconsciousness after drunk often happens at the literary meeting.

It's just that they just don't feel very happy, and their bodies are tired and uncomfortable.

It's hard for Li Qingfeng to say much, the truth is often cruel and unbelievable, so let them take it as the discomfort of being drunk.

Both normal people and ghosts will affect themselves if they stay for a long time, let alone they are stunned by ghosts.

Liu Chuang collected the painting, and the five of them lost their minds.

Originally, Li Qingfeng persuaded Liu Chuang to burn the painting, but found that he couldn't give an explanation.

Now that the evil spirits in the painting have been eliminated, the scroll of beauties has lost its miraculous powers, why don't Liu Chuang take the scroll back with him.

Everyone greeted again.

In addition, it was almost dusk, so they left in a hurry.

On the contrary, there are two more who plan to stay in the Yuefu Building.

Also advised other friends to stay.

Li Qingfeng didn't have this thought, he still needed to go back to practice.

This battle made him deeply understand that he was still too weak.

At any rate, you can't just shake the soul banner and then lose your strength and fall, unable to fight anymore.

When I read those chapters of ghosts and ghosts in those words and texts, I always feel that those obstructers are stupid, bad, and dragging their feet.

He would always yell and curse to relieve the depression in his chest.

You can't always be the person you dislike the most, and you must know that if you miss a good opportunity, you will lose your life.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Li Qingfeng was thinking.

He was pleasantly surprised that he finally had a bridge to communicate with the banner master.

The mandrill ghost's skill is to enter the dream, create a dream and sneak into it.

Now that Mr. Tu Shan has learned this skill, he can access the dream of the banner master through the soul banner.

In this way, it is possible to communicate when the banner master is weak and his mana is not enough to make him manifest outside the world for a long time.

Not to mention imparting martial arts and martial arts, but also need to tell the banner master what to do in order to make the Zunhunban advanced.

Wu Bao didn't know why his young master was so preoccupied when he left the Yuefu Tower, so he could only silently follow by his side.

It's better not to disturb Li Qingfeng at this time.

When I got home, I was told that the old lady was already waiting in the main hall.

Li Qingfeng didn't even think about it, and rushed to the main hall of his home.

It seems that the parents have been waiting for a long time.

"Son, you're finally back."

"I have a big happy event to tell you." Father Li stood up with a smile on his face, and his somewhat bloated body looked even more greasy.

Li Qingfeng felt puzzled: "I don't know what father said?"

"Three days ago, the governor of Bafang City posted a notice that the squires in Bafang City and the four counties under the county can send their children between the ages of eight and 20 to the sheriff's mansion for inspection."

"The term of the immortal master guarding Bafang County has expired. When the handover is over, the child with spiritual roots will be taken away to worship the immortal sect."

"Son, you are the only one in the family who meets the standard."

"My father has already reserved a test spot for you."

These messages fell into Li Qingfeng's ears like thunder.

He was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the immortal master, who has been so indifferent for so many years, wants to test mortals with great fanfare.

After careful questioning, he realized that every immortal master would stay there for many years, and then select a group before leaving.

This tenure seems to be ten years.

It's just that he didn't have any joy. If he didn't get the secret book of the Blood Fiend Sect and the soul banner, he would have gone there happily.

Now that he has cultivated to the first level of Qi training, he is still practicing magic skills.

It's hard to guarantee that those righteous immortal masters will kill him with the excuse of killing demons and demons.

Sometimes explanations are pale.

In the end, we still have to rely on strength to speak.

Tu Shanjun listened carefully, but also pondered and couldn't make up his mind.

Judging by Hou Boxu's attitude towards evil heretics, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

Abnormal staunch.

When fighting, they recruited deadly hands, even at the expense of both.

Ashamed to enter the soul and save his life, he would rather lose his soul than fall into the devil's way.

What a cruel man!
Tu Shanjun can't do this.

If people in the righteous way were like this, Li Qingfeng would probably be cut off by a sword if he went rashly.

Tu Shanjun is a time traveler, he doesn't pay much attention to righteous demons, and he is not even hostile to ghosts, ghosts, monsters and abnormalities.

He just wants to survive.

But it's hard to ensure that monks of Zhengdao are like him.

Li Qingfeng is also weighing.

Daoist priests are all lunatics, not to mention the righteous demon who is the opposite. The best situation is that his cultivation base will be abolished and he will practice again.

But with the Five Spirit Roots, will he have a chance to enter the Immortal Sect?
Li Qingfeng felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to get in.

Wulinggen is a very low-quality spiritual root.

Feeling angry for three months is already the limit.

I was able to practice qi for a month because I had a lot of meat, and it was easier to practice qi, so I reluctantly entered the door.

"Father, I... think about it."

(End of this chapter)