When encountering demons, yin and yang alternate.

Li Qingfeng finished today's practice and lay on the bed.

Against the dim light of the oil lamp on the table, I turned over and over to arrange the Soul Respecting Flag.

My eyes were not focused and I was already wandering.

For the handover of tasks once every ten years, the immortal masters in Bafang City are finally leaving, and they also promised to take away a group of people who are destined to be immortals.

Unfortunately, this news was a full four months late.

"Hun Banner, do I want to meet the righteous immortal master who guards the county?"

Li Qingfeng is eager to meet people with similar beliefs, but he is worried about his own skills.

The issue of orthodoxy is not a small one.

Many people will be marked by whatever kind of master they worship.

Can I change my court at will?

What's more, he has five spiritual roots.

Is it possible to practice quickly without using magic techniques?

The side effects of the Blood Evil Dafa are already minimal. Only the Blood Evil Qi is needed to assist in practice, and people can quickly accumulate mana.

The disadvantage is that the evil spirit of blood affects the mind, making it easy to become violent.

Most of the righteous immortal arts are known for being neutral and peaceful.

Hearing Li Qingfeng's nonsense, Tu Shanjun didn't say anything.

Although Tu Shanjun already had an idea when this question came up, he still thought about it carefully.

In the end, I still clearly opposed Li Qingfeng’s contact with righteous monks, at least not now.

After a while, slight snoring sounded in the room.

Wubao blew out the oil lamp, closed the door and went to the side room to sleep.

Li Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed, was breathing calmly and was holding on to the Soul Flag without letting go.

It happened to provide convenience for Tu Shanjun.

"Dream."

Dreams are not complicated.

Tu Shanjun only needs to reproduce one scene.

The scene he recreated was a clearing on top of a mountain.

There are clouds and mist, and the sky is clear and white.

Surrounded by cliffs, it seems like there is only this small area left in the whole world.

Li Qingfeng felt like he was falling, and when he opened his eyes midway, he appeared on the top of this inexplicable mountain.

A silhouette stands at the end of the clouds and mist.

Now that the scene has been constructed and the banner master is dreaming, an identity is needed to enter.

Tu Shanjun has considered whether to use Zhao Shixian's identity.

Since Li Qingfeng filled Zhao Shixian's grave and obtained Zhao Shixian's immortal cultivation techniques and magical tools, he should be close to Zhao Shixian and even regard him as his master.

If you contact us in this capacity, you will undoubtedly get twice the result with half the effort.

But he was overthrown by Tu Shanjun.

Using one lie as the basis for everything often requires countless lies to make up for it, or even natural cracks.

It would be too inexplicable if someone from outside the world was involved.

As long as Li Qingfeng's logic is correct, he will doubt why there is a dream fairy.

Five spiritual roots are false spiritual roots.

An expert outside the world would never pay attention to someone with such talent.

In the end, he may just get closer to the ghosts and ghosts, feeling that he has been deceived by the ghosts.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Tu Shanjun planned to meet Li Qingfeng in his original form.

Li Qingfeng felt that the back figure looked familiar.

Suddenly the wind picked up and the clouds and mist drifted thin.

The figure turned around.

Blue face, red eyes, red hair disheveled.

It exactly looks like a ferocious evil spirit.

Li Qingfeng was immediately startled and turned around to run away.

But then I thought about what happened at noon, and at this time, I couldn’t escape any more.

He was about to use his magic power, but he found that he seemed unable to mobilize it.

The inability to mobilize his magic power suddenly made Li Qingfeng panic. He hurriedly groped for it in his arms, but found nothing.

The Soul Flag that should have been staying there quietly is gone.

"The artifact is missing?"

Without the soul flag in hand, Li Qingfeng suddenly felt panicked.

After taking more than a dozen steps, there was a cliff with no way to retreat.

The ferocious ghost is wearing a black robe, and the light black mist is lingering, making it difficult to see clearly.

The appearance of the evil ghost is very clear.

If you take a closer look, you will see that it is not the main evil spirit that jumped out of the Soul Flag.

"It's you."

Li Qingfeng's heart was still in his throat, but he was much calmer than before.

At least he has recognized the true face of the ghost in his dream.

Tu Shanjun looked at Li Qingfeng.

A fair-skinned scholar with handsome appearance and heroic brows.

It looks dignified.

Li Qingfeng tensed up, his maroon pupils narrowed slightly, and his arms hidden under his sleeves could not suppress the trembling.

This is a direct confrontation with a ferocious evil spirit.

Even though he knew it was the main soul in the Soul Flagner, Li Qingfeng still didn't know for sure.

All the calculations and estimates in the past are now in vain.

The thin line between life and death depends on the hands of evil spirits.

How can you not be afraid of this situation?

Tu Shanjun walked up to Li Qingfeng and looked down at him.

Li Qingfeng only felt that the fierce evil spirit in front of him was so tall. According to the visual inspection, it was seven feet tall.

It should be noted that his height is only five feet and six inches.

The sinister and vicious aura that hit his face made him feel very uncomfortable.

The tall evil ghost did not embarrass him, but made a gesture of raising his hands.

She looked at him like a martial arts instructor.

Li Qingfeng doesn't know why he feels this way.

But looking directly at those scarlet eyes and all the linked actions showed that the evil ghost seemed to want to teach him something.

"No way."

Li Qingfeng forced a smile, but his stiff body did not move as expected.

The evil ghost seemed to understand this and patted him on the shoulder.

With this shot, all Li Qingfeng's nervousness disappeared in an instant.

The evil ghost gestured against the sky, the black mist condensed into words, and the meaning and boxing manual of Demon Ape Dingyiquan appeared in front of Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng said one word at a time: "Demon Ape Determining Fist."

"It's really a boxing score!"

Read, memorize, and memorize the three moves.

The evil spirits actually corrected his movements one by one.
To be continued...