I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 8
Although the book boy knew some characters, he didn't know what the second word in the secret book was.

"Young master, read this book."

The scholar in green shirt took the book and looked at the cheat book: "Blood evil Dafa."

"The basic skills of the first part of the blood evil sect's Qi training."

"The formula."

"Practice method."

"Lucky route."

"With two spells."

The book is thin, and the eyes of the scholar are getting bigger and bigger on the way to read it. As long as they are literate, they can recognize what is written.

"This is actually a fairy technique!"

"What, Immortal." The book boy took two steps back, pointed at Zhao Shixian's body, and was already speechless in surprise.

He just rummaged through the fairy's underpants.

It's not that the continuous compensation is not.

"Don't blame the immortals, the five treasures are ignorant."

"Don't blame the immortal."

"If this belongs to an immortal, then it should also belong to an immortal of the Demon Dao."

The green shirt scholar was very courageous, he knelt down to check the wound on Zhao Shixian's body.

Looking at it now, it should be due to fighting skills.

A sword wound on his chest split his heart, causing the immortal to die.

"If this person is really an immortal, then this wrapped thing that looks like a command flag is likely to be a legendary artifact." The scholar held the soul banner.

Now it is the hot summer, but he feels the coolness in his hands, and the sweat caused by walking has subsided.

Even if you don't know how to use it, it is more than enough to simply use it as a summer escape.

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner let out a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that the scholar would not know the goods, so he threw them away as waste.

Thinking that even the villagers know about the immortal master, the monk's legend must be widely spread and believed.

Even the villagers know, let alone intellectuals.

To lure them with profit, supplemented by martial arts and supernatural powers.

As long as you are a person who knows the goods, you can definitely see the extraordinaryness of the Zunhun Banner, and you will never throw it away easily.

Now, as long as the other party can practice the skills, he can use the soul-respecting banner.

Tu Shanjun's hanging heart was half relieved.

The other half is worried that the scholar has no spiritual roots.

"Five Treasures, carry the immortal body on your back."

The scholar found a wasteland where people didn't go for a long time, dug a hole with the decorative long sword he was wearing, and filled it with Zhao Shixian's body hastily.

Another nameless wooden sign was erected.

After prostrating, he said: "Today, I, Li Qingfeng, obtained the immortal skills and artifacts. If I succeed in cultivating Taoism in the future, I will get out of the body of an immortal and find a treasured place of geomantic omen to bury again."

"I hope the immortal will bless you."

Tu Shanjun, who was placed in the book basket, looked at everything in front of him.

Hate is naturally hard to get rid of.

Thinking of the suffering he had suffered, hostility emerged on his face, and even the entire soul streamer trembled.

If possible, he would rather crush Zhao Shixian's soul to ashes, bury his body vertically in the shade, and drive his body at will after he becomes a zombie.

It's just that now he is just a middle-grade honorable soul banner, at best, he has an extra main soul of the fourth level of Qi training.

After working for a long time, the sun has already tilted.

Someone passed by while the two were busy.

Some wore short jackets, carried poles, and walked unsteadily along the road.

There are also those who drive ox carts to go out.

Most of them are ox carts and donkey carts.

Tu Shanjun also saw that the black-armored cavalry at first had horse-drawn carriages.

dusk.

Not until dusk.

Scholar Li Qingfeng and his book boy Wubao are back on the road.

Another solitary grave was left behind.

Li Qingfeng held an umbrella to block the sun, looking at the cultivation methods in his hands, and the book basket was carried by Shutong Wubao.

Although I was excited, it seemed that I had picked up a leak, for fear that people would know.

But he couldn't wait for a moment.

This is fairy tale.

The fairy masters and dragons in Bafang City see their heads but don't see their tails, and live in secluded places.

His family has no way to send him into the practice sect.

He often heard about the traces of immortals, and everyone recognized the existence of immortals, and he even saw immortals once from afar.

However, none of these could compare to the scripture in his hand, which really excited him.

"Blood Fiend Dafa, the basic Qi training method of the Blood Fiend Sect."

"It is necessary to comprehend yin and yang at the beginning of the day and at dusk, guide and comprehend qi, refine qi and store it in the dantian, which becomes a layer of qi training."

"Cultivation formulas."

Li Qingfeng muttered the formula, and suddenly felt an inexplicable vibration in his mouth.

This kind of vibration is also quite rhythmic, so that this rhythm drives the whole head to tremble, and the body feels comfortable.

Li Qingfeng was overjoyed, put the exercise into his bosom, and said to himself: "It really is an immortal exercise, it's really miraculous."

Tu Shanjun in the basket watched Li Qingfeng's actions.

As expected, Li Qingfeng couldn't bear it and began to practice.

Because he is an intellectual, his understanding of the scriptures far exceeds that of ordinary people.

In fact, it doesn't need much advanced comprehension ability, as long as you can memorize the mantra, supplemented by a special posture of entraining qi, and feel the qi when yin and yang alternate.

In the case of having a spiritual root, there is a high probability that you can feel the aura mentioned above.

Then there is the qi that grows and feels.

The Blood Fiend Dafa is actually a middle-of-the-road method.

There is an understanding in the seeds of kung fu. The blood fiend Dafa focuses on having no attributes, and it is applicable to any spiritual root. In fact, it is not powerful for the transformation of Qi training.

The assistance of blood evil spirit also has side effects, but it is relatively small.

It's not that Tu Shanjun doesn't want to teach more advanced exercises, it's because he only has the blood-fiend Dafa in his hands.

Just make do with it first, and if there is still time, you can switch to other exercises.

It's just that it's still not sure whether Li Qingfeng has spiritual roots.

Thanks to the understanding of the seeds of the exercises, Tu Shanjun also has a clearer understanding of the spiritual root.

As a cultivator of Tianlinggen, after getting the exercises and reading them thoroughly, he will basically have a sense of aura.

Li Qingfeng has already familiarized himself with it several times, and even tried to recite it, but there is still no improvement, it must not be Tianlinggen.

Still have to wait and see.

This wait is three months.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Tu Shanjun in the soul banner has widened his eyes, and his face is a little more ferocious.

He didn't expect that Li Qingfeng's aptitude could be so poor.

During these three months, after Li Qingfeng returned home, he gave up the Four Books, Five Classics, and a subset of classics and history, and studied the 'Blood Fiend Dafa' day and night.

And from time to time, I went to the medical clinic to ask about acupuncture points and the direction of meridians.

Wake up day and night.

During the day, the two yin and yang moments should not be missed at all.

Shower and change clothes in advance.

Even the literary meetings organized by those cronies and friends are also rejected, and they don't even go out of the house.

Li Qingfeng's family has some property, which can afford to study, and he was a scholar in the [-]th and [-]th high schools, so he plunged into the gate of cultivating immortals.

Except for three meals a day, I basically don't go out.

Even his parents wondered if he was sick.

I have invited the doctor several times, but the news I got is that I am not sick, but I am a little lethargic, and my energy and blood are slightly lacking.

This frightened his parents, who thought that a female ghost had entered the house.

After all, this is what is said in the novels, the female ghost entered the scholar's house, bewitching the scholar, and absorbing energy.

Since then, the scholar has been obsessed with women, and has no intention of taking the imperial examination.

Leaving nothing to say, he even lost his life in the end.

Li Qingfeng explained it several times, but simply stopped explaining, and opened the doors and windows to read every day, with a look of striving.

This reassures the elders in the family.

But Tu Shanjun was not at ease at all, he got a little impatient waiting.

In the past three months, he told himself over and over again: "It's okay, if you pick up the soul banner, it is destined, and he will have spiritual roots."

"A predestined person has a spiritual root."

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

After rambling on, Tu Shanjun felt that he was going to become Xianglin's wife.

It's not that Mr. Tushan recognized Tianlinggen, after all, there are too few geniuses in this world.

But there is no sense of breath for two or three days, which means that it is not a double spiritual root.

Seven or eight days without feeling qi, it seems that it is not the root of the three spirits.

It's okay, the three spiritual roots in this world belong to the upper-middle aptitude.

But there is no sense of energy for a month, which is not in line with the law of the four spiritual roots.

Forget about January, a full three months.

Three months without gas.

Tu Shanjun has given up struggling and resigned himself to fate.

I just feel that nothing is perfect in this world.

Li Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was not discouraged at all, although he was a little frustrated, he still insisted on practicing.

Today, the sky is bright.

A ray of light from the eastern sun shines in through the window.

Li Qingfeng, who closed his eyes and felt angry, opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes sparkled.

"It's done!"

(End of this chapter)