In the past few days, Li Qingfeng has been living a life of dreams and reality.
Learn boxing in dreams.
After waking up, refine your Qi and cultivate basic cultivation.
The Dantian stores more and more Qi.
He found that this boxing technique was really effective.
Sometimes in my spare time I will practice a set of Demonic Ape Determining Boxing in real life.
The violent energy smelted by the Blood Evil Dafa was immediately reduced by most, and the originally impetuous mind became much more stable.
After becoming familiar with the main soul evil spirit, Li Qingfeng no longer felt nervous and restrained at the beginning.
"Brother Ghost, do you think I should go to the test at the Sheriff's Mansion or not?"
"The righteous immortal dragon in the magistrate's mansion has never seen its head or tail. Even if you don't test it, it's great for me to take a look at it from a distance."
"I just want to talk to those same people."
"The righteous immortal master is a chivalrous and righteous man, guarding a place, and flying his sword thousands of miles to take the head of a demon. How refreshing it is."
Li Qingfeng sighed a lot and looked at the evil ghost who was still practicing boxing over and over again.
The pride that arose in my heart dissipated a lot.
One of them is an evil spirit, and the other is a demon child. Even if they really meet a righteous immortal master, they will probably be the ones who get killed.
Such is your destiny.
Who told him that the first immortal fate he obtained was not the righteous immortal fate?
"Although I have acquired the magic cultivation method, but with the Dingyi Fist in my body, the evil energy does not have a great impact on my mind."
"And I always feel that there is no distinction between good and evil in Kung Fu. Only people can distinguish between good and evil."
"Who said you can't be a hero by practicing magic skills?"
"Brother Ghost, why don't we go out for a walk?"
Tu Shanjun stopped for a moment and shook his head.
He continued to punch and did not interrupt the young man's reverie.
It’s good to have dreams, and only when you have dreams will you chase them.
Chasing requires strength.
Tushanjun really wants to have power.
However, the premise is that Li Qingfeng has the power to protect himself first.
Any kid can kill him, and if he runs around now, he will only lose his life in vain.
No matter what, you have to practice Qi to the third level.
Therefore, Tu Shanjun did not tell Li Qingfeng how to improve the ability of the Zunhun Banner, and he had to wait a little longer.
The first time I met Li Qingfeng, I didn’t speak a word, and it’s the same now.
His tongue was cut, and even if he transformed into a ghost, his tongue would still look like it had been cut.
The voice is hoarse and unpleasant, buzzing indistinctly, like a roaring ghost.
Even if you can pronounce words loudly, you will only scare people when you speak, so it is better not to speak.
A young man is preoccupied and chatters non-stop.
In the past, none of the things that I dared not say outside were left behind.
I muttered for a long time and finally stopped.
I guess I regard Tushanjun as a tree hole that only listens.
If you talk a lot to dead things like stones, you might as well talk to mountain ghosts.
Tu Shanjun also doesn’t understand why he has so much to say at this age.
Simply ignore him and let him talk to himself.
"Brother Ghost, I have been practicing martial arts for several days, and my body is far stronger than ordinary people under the cleansing and marrow removal of magic power."
"In reality, there is no help from a sparring partner. How about Brother Gui helping me?"
It's not that Li Qingfeng's head is hot, he feels that he really needs actual combat experience, otherwise he won't dare to fight when he encounters a sneaky one, and he doesn't know how to fight.
Tu Shanjun stopped, looked carefully, and nodded slightly.
With a wave of his hand, a mandrill ghost with a human face and a monkey body appeared on the field.
The mandrill attacked the moment it landed.
Li Qingfeng was defeated very simply.
Something to be expected.
When he saw the mandrill ghost, he felt a long-lost fear sweep over him.
A look of disappointment flashed across Tushanjun's eyes.
Training a banner master is a long-term project, and there are so many geniuses for him to choose from.
Ten birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand.
After all, Li Qingfeng has a good family fortune, and every meal of meat can fully supply the refining gas in the early stage.
Many Qi practitioners do not have poor talent, but lack meat-eating energy, which drags down their overall progress.
The righteous sect can still provide for its disciples and release some spiritual pills from time to time. It also needs its disciples to go out on missions, but the demon sect is a different story.
In short, we must continue to work hard.
"I can still..."
Li Qingfeng exclaimed.
With the clear air swirling, he had escaped from the dream and woke up on the bed.
Two or three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Qingfeng finally defeated the mandrill ghost who had just entered the level.
He also wanted to understand that with the demonic skills he practiced, if he really tested them, he would definitely be found out.
Even if you are watching the ceremony from a distance, if by chance the other party activates his spiritual light and sees his spiritual light, it will inevitably lead to another dispute.
Li Qingfeng immediately decided not to go.
Just make up some excuse to trick your parents.
He combined his bizarre experiences and said that in his dream, an immortal taught him magic.
The immortal warned him that he would come to pick him up after a few years, but he could not change his family at this time.
With Li Qingfeng's advice, Wubao kept his mouth shut and did not dare to say more.
Then use your magic power to show your holiness.
Li's father and Li's mother immediately gave up on letting Li Qingfeng get tested.
No matter how great the county guard immortal master is, he has never interacted with them.
No matter what kind of immortal teacher Li Qingfeng received, even if it was a wild immortal, they couldn't afford to offend him.
Li's father and mother are still very happy that Li Qingfeng has found immortality.
Wait until the limelight has passed before having a big feast and celebrating.
Now Li's father and Li's mother also suddenly understood why Li Qingfeng worked so hard in the first three to four months. It turned out that he was practicing immortal magic.
My parents stopped urging me, but I didn’t expect that those close friends would come to the house together.
"Brother Qingfeng, are you really not going to attend today's big event?"
Li Qingfeng put away the scroll: "Everyone should understand me. I am determined to serve the government and I am not arrogant."
"A gentleman does not take away someone's ambition. Since Brother Qingfeng has made up his mind, we will not persuade him any more."
After leaving Li's Mansion, the four of them got on an ox cart and headed to the Sheriff's Mansion.
Li Qingfeng let out a long sigh. Maturity comes after maturity. He is still a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old after all. It is just because he has a secret involving his own life and death that it is inconvenient for outsiders to tell him.
It’s hard to talk about these friends who grew up together.
Talking too much will harm them.
Blood Evil Dafa is a magic skill. If you didn't practice boxing every day and read books to eliminate the evil spirit, you might not be affected by it.
If I were to teach the skills to the four of them, wouldn’t it be a mistake to mislead the disciples if their spiritual roots and talents were better?
Let’s see what results they get at the Sheriff’s Mansion.
Tu Shanjun nodded secretly, Li Qingfeng dealt with it very well.
Tu Shanjun doesn’t think the Blood Demon Kung Fu is a treasure, so it’s okay if Li Qingfeng wants to pass it on to others.
But to teach Kung Fu, we must teach Dingyi Quan.
Without the third form of Dingyi Quan, "Heart Monkey Determining", to strengthen the soul and eliminate evil spirits, most people who practice Blood Evil Kung Fu will really make themselves haggard and look like evil ghosts.
Tu Shanjun borrowed the light and came up with the seeds of the basic exercises from Zhao Shixian's mind. He practiced alone for four or five months and gained his own insights.
Only in this way can Li Qingfeng come into contact with the charm of Dingyiquan.
How can ordinary people have such a good fate?
In front of the Sheriff's Mansion, there is a lot of traffic and a bustling crowd.
There are not only those wearing long-sleeved brocades, but also teenagers wearing coarse shorts.
The short coat looks rather bulky, not like the clothes of a young man, but more like the clothes of an adult in the family.
The wealthy gentry of Bafang County got the news ten days ago.
No one deliberately blocked the news, plus the list was posted and the documents were read by literate people. Everyone knew that the immortal was looking for a destined person.
People from other places arrive slowly.
Most of the locals from Happo County who meet the age limit came here.
Everything is inferior, only immortals are superior.
Once you are destined to be together, you will never be the same again.
But the family members left behind will enjoy the congratulations and support from the noble gentry, the court, and officials.
Serfs become landlords and will never be bullied again.
Because there is a fairy in the door.
Even if the immortals don't care about the world, people who have had immortals still have an inexplicable deterrent effect.
This is what they hope for.
In this world, the rich and powerful are only a minority, and there are more poor people.
The gentry hopes to make further progress, and the poor hope to turn over.
Therefore, hundreds of young people gathered at the gate of the city lord's mansion.
It is estimated that this test will last for a while.