I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 15 Missing
Sure enough, as Li Qingfeng thought, the test lasted for four days.

Finally, five people were selected.

They are of different ages, the oldest is twenty, and the youngest is nine.

Liu Chuang belongs to the later age.

Instead, I heard that there were three more unqualified candidates, including Meng Zhen, a total of four.

As for who to listen to, it is naturally the last two of the five-member group.

After the test, the remaining two invited Li Qingfeng to gather in the Yuefu Building again.

"It's a pity, Qingfeng, you didn't go, it was so lively."

"It's more lively than Zhongjinshi."

"There are all kinds of things in the world." Yang Lingu sighed.

The school grounds in those few days were indeed filled with various states of life, those who wept with joy, those who fainted from excitement, those who wailed, those who wept bitterly, those who scolded the heavens for not opening their eyes, those who begged bitterly, those who lost their souls...

Everything is available.

A test, the test is the root of the spirit, it is the fate of the fairy, but it is also a reflection of the different sentient beings.

Some people change their lives, some people accept their fate.

Some people do not believe in fate.

Most of them have no hope at all, and they are not unqualified, so their lives go on as usual without any impact.

To Li Qingfeng's surprise, Meng Zhen didn't come.

I thought I was still under the blow of having spiritual roots but not being able to practice.

Li Qingfeng felt very lucky when he thought about it, he is also a five-spiritual root, so he knew what the fake spiritual root was about.

False spiritual roots step by step, if there is no great opportunity to change one's life against the sky, there is no hope of the late stage of Qi training in this life.

If it wasn't for encountering the dead body of an immortal, obtaining the cultivation technique, and obtaining the magic weapon Zunhun Banner, there is really no hope in sight.

Although he didn't come, Li Qingfeng still asked: "Where's Brother Meng?"

He has exercises in his hand, no matter whether he is righteous or evil, he can practice at any rate.

"Meng Zhen has been acting mysteriously lately. He said that the prefect's mansion recruited the immortals who were not wanted by the immortal master. I don't know what he is doing."

Life has to go on, but without Liu Chuang and Meng Zhen, the literary meeting cannot be held.

Usually, it is Liu Chuang who leads the way and organizes the organization.

I didn't think there was anything before, but this person suddenly went to search for immortals, and they found that they were a little strange with other friends.

Without a middleman as a link, the connection is naturally much less.

Li Qingfeng didn't think much about it, sometimes it's just people who have known each other for a long time, it is inevitable that they feel unfamiliar, as if they are not familiar with each other naturally.

When everyone was together, they didn't feel at all that once such a key person left, the disadvantages would be exposed.

It just so happened that no one disturbed him to cultivate immortality and seek Taoism.

The less qualified you are, the harder you work.

There is no time in the banner.

Without the change of the sun and the moon, it is no different from being in prison.

Fortunately, Tu Shanjun can still practice boxing every day.

Then review the knowledge before time travel, recite the Tao Te Ching, and recite the Heart Sutra.

Only these two.

The Tao Te Ching is used to pretend, and the Heart Sutra is also used to pretend.

I didn't expect to come to the world of cultivating immortals one day, if I knew it, I would have memorized more.

Tu Shanjun felt very regretful that he did not study the Taoism of the previous world well.

Teaching Li Qingfeng in a dream is one of his few pleasures.

Another two months.

Li Qingfeng's cultivation is still at the level of Qi training.

Just increased mana.

With more proficiency in martial arts, coupled with practicing with ghosts in dreams, the skills of martial arts are not what they used to be.

Tu Shanjun asked him not to relax in reality.

Wake up day and night and practice martial arts into muscle memory.

Li Qingfeng held the soul banner tightly, and mana poured in.

As if looking inside, he saw the scene inside the Venerable Soul Banner.

The gray mist filled the air, and it was impossible to distinguish the heaven and the earth. I saw evil spirits gathering together, like hell.

The ghosts don't look fierce, but there are a few of them that are more powerful.

The white-faced ghost who practiced against him is one of them.

The evil spirit, the main spirit, sits cross-legged in the center of the group of ghosts.

With the influx of mana, Tu Shanjun felt that he could move.

Walk out of the soul banner and come to the real world.

In the antique study room, the shelves behind it are full of books, old and new.

Li Qingfeng's face turned pale visible to the naked eye, which was an external manifestation of his mana drying up.

Before Tu Shanjun took a closer look, his body dissipated into black smoke and returned to the Zunhun Banner.

"Five breaths."

Li Qingfeng laughed, his mana had doubled, and then he released the main soul from the soul banner.

From the first two breaths to the current five breaths.

There are ten mana in the dantian, all of which are as thick as a hair.

It's far away from the second floor of Qi training.

A trace of mana is a level of Qi training, and ten strands of mana is still a level of Qi training.

Another two months.

Yang Lingu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, found him.

in a hurry.

After sitting down, Yang Lingu just frowned and didn't speak.

"Brother Yang?"

Li Qingfeng woke up Yang Lingu who was sitting on the seat in a daze.

"Wubao, brother Yang's tea is cold."

Wubao quickly replaced the tea on the table with hot soup.

Yang Lingu hurriedly apologized: "Brother Qingfeng, forgive me, but I really don't know... how to speak."

"Brother Yang has seen someone else, but he said it's okay."

"Meng Zhen."

"Probably dead."

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

As soon as the words fell, Li Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

"Brother Yang, this joke is not funny at all." Li Qingfeng looked serious, even if he was a good friend who was a little unfamiliar, he was still a good friend.

It's scary to make jokes like this.

Yang Lingu said sadly: "I have absolutely no intention of entertaining brother Qingfeng."

As he spoke, he took out a carrier pigeon with white feathers and a red beak from his bosom, and opened the mailbox at the leggings, which was empty.

"Meng Zhenzhen and I are inseparable, and we talk about almost everything."

"Three months ago, Meng Zhen told me that the county guard provided them with cultivation techniques for cultivating immortals, and he also successfully developed a sense of qi and became a qi trainer."

"This month, the contact has become less and less, the last time was seven days ago."

"He came to me in a hurry and told me that there was something wrong with the exercises."

"The county guard sent people to strictly monitor them, and they were not allowed to leave the county guard's mansion."

"He told me that if the pigeons come back and there is no news, then he is probably killed."

After Yang Lingu finished speaking, Li Qingfeng's face was serious.

'The sheriff's office has a big problem. '

Listening to Yang Lingu's description, such thoughts also flashed in Tu Shanjun's mind.

Just to recruit people who are unqualified but have spiritual roots, you know that the county guard must have something to do.

Now that Meng Zhen is missing, the Sheriff's Office is very suspicious.

"Now I have nothing to do." Yang Lingu sighed.

One month ago, Liu Chuang invited the three of them to a banquet for the last time, but Meng Zhen didn't show up.

Liu Chuang has left with the immortal master, and they belong to Liu Chuang's family with some ability.

Now that Liu Chuang has left the group, he naturally can't take care of anything.

I found the last member of their group of five, who didn't think it was serious, and told him to wait, maybe Meng Zhen just retreated.

It's not easy for Yang Lingu to go to Meng Zhen's house to tell the news. If he really goes to publicize it, he won't be called out by the Meng family.

In the end, he was really desperate, so he thought of Li Qingfeng.

Although Yang Lingu didn't think Li Qingfeng could solve it, he needed to let more people know about it.

Only he himself knows, if anything happens, the news will be cut off.

Not to mention, a person bears such a huge psychological pressure, and every step is like walking on eggshells.

Therefore, Yang Lingu urgently needs others to discuss countermeasures with him.

He also needs to confirm Meng Zhen's news as soon as possible.

"Brother Qingfeng, I really have nowhere to go. Your family has a lot of shops, so you should be able to get in touch with the master of the county guard." Yang Lingu looked at Li Qingfeng expectantly.

It just so happened that Li Qingfeng's gaze was also passing by at this time.

Today's Yang Lingu has long lost the vigor of the past.

Apart from being haggard, there was deep worry in his brows.

"I'll find someone to ask for you."

Although he didn't have any hope, Yang Lingu still thanked him earnestly.

Li Qingfeng clenched the Soul Honor Banner in his hand, and looked at Yang Lingu's back.

Now that two months have passed, he has accumulated another ten ounces of mana, enough for the main spirit and evil spirit to appear for ten breaths.

It is also enough to use the Soul Banner's Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts once.

Ordinary people are by no means his opponents.

Even the so-called first-class or innate masters in the arena will never be able to withstand the killing of the master spirit and evil ghost.

Tu Shanjun looked as usual.

It seems that Li Qingfeng has made up his mind to visit the Sheriff's Mansion.

He also had nothing to say.

Do you want to persuade the other party not to continue to investigate, and not to care about the life and death of friends?
Mr. Tu Shan couldn't do it.

Some things, to go, even if you are still very weak.

(End of this chapter)