I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Darkness comes again.

Li Qingfeng simply made a pheasant, pulled away the buried fire, and rekindled the flames.

The mana has recovered a lot and is fully capable of dealing with the beasts in the mountains and forests.

Li Qingfeng also encountered a pack of wolves when he was catching food, and his green eyes were particularly scary.

Although the wolves also smelled the blood on Li Qingfeng, they did not attack. Instead, they retreated under the low groan of the alpha wolf.

At that time, Li Qingfeng thought he had encountered a spirit, so he also let the wolves leave without taking action.

There was a noise outside the door, which surprised Li Qingfeng. Could anyone come to a place like this?

After a while, the footsteps became denser.

The padlock rings.

This small group of people coming here should be strong and determined people.

Li Qingfeng clutched the Soul Reverend Flag tightly and looked solemn.

I thought to myself: 'Did the county find my hiding place so quickly? ’

When in doubt, Li Qingfeng did not act rashly.

Although his injuries were serious, he was a qi practitioner, and even with just one level of qi training, his body was stronger than the innate masters described by martial arts people.

As long as the soldiers don't form a fighting formation, there's really nothing they can do to stop him.

"Brother, I remember there is a mountain temple ahead. We can rest there."

"Brothers are tired after a day of running. Let's rest at the mountain temple. We will return to the mountain stronghold at dawn tomorrow."

Eyes facing each other.

The five of them drew their swords and stared at Li Qingfeng.

The atmosphere couldn't help but become tense.

Li Qingfeng glanced around and saw that among the five people, only the leader was wearing a cotton armor, the rest were ordinary short clothes, and even the weapons in their hands were antiques that had been used for an unknown period of time.

This made Li Qingfeng breathe a sigh of relief. He thought they were elite soldiers, but he didn't expect them to be just bandits.

"Beggars?" the big leader asked.

These days, with the turmoil of war and natural and man-made disasters, people who don’t have enough to eat will naturally fall prey to bandits.

Some villages are simply bandit villages. They farm during busy farming periods and then turn into mountain kings during the slack period, collecting tolls and collecting money from dead people.

Therefore, Li Qingfeng was not surprised that he ran into bandits. Judging from their appearance, they must have experienced a bloody battle.

There are even more beggars, and the beggars in Bafang City can be divided into small gangs.

"Brother, here is another roast chicken."

The little bandit had surprise in his eyes and immediately started to grab the roast chicken rack.

"It just so happens that the brothers are hungry all the way. After eating this chicken, we will fight back to Wild Wolf Village." You, the big man wearing half cotton armor, also agreed.

It was as if the roast chicken had become theirs.

In their eyes, Li Qingfeng, who looked like a beggar, posed no threat at all.

"Bata."

A long, slender pole wrapped in unknown brocade blocked the little man's hand.

The little man was stunned at first, and then looked at his friends around him. They didn't speak, and seemed to be laughing at his joke.

When will the stinky beggar be able to stop him?

Everyone was obviously just watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.

The little bandit was extremely angry on the spot. He had fled in the first place. If he couldn't deal with a beggar, how could he live in the village in the future?

"Stinky beggar, you're tired of living." The little bandit pulled out a sword of unknown age from his waist.

There was no scabbard, just tied up casually with tattered cloth strips.

Li Qingfeng glanced at them. The crowd was not worth his trouble at all: "I'm in a bad mood. If you want to die, you'd better find another place."

"court death?"

"Hahaha!"

All the bandits burst into laughter.

It seemed like he heard some big joke.

"What nonsense is this stinky beggar talking about? He is trying to entertain us."

"The men just didn't kill enough in the village, so here comes a guy who wants to die."

"Okay, then I will help you."

The little bandit laughed in anger, drew out his sword, and swung it violently, intending to cut off Li Qingfeng's head.

To ordinary people, his movements were very fast, but in Li Qingfeng's eyes, this little bandit's movements were as slow as a snail.

Mana poured into the soul-respecting flag, and Li Qingfeng shook the soul-respecting flag.

The white-faced evil ghost transformed by Zhao Shixian jumped out from the Zunhun Banner and pierced through the little bandit in an instant.

In the eyes of the remaining four people, they could only see the little bandit falling to the ground just as he was about to kill someone.

Suddenly there was laughter again.

"Dwarf Rat, can't you hold the knife steady?"

Li Qingfeng touched the Soul Reverend Flag and looked at the remaining bandits.

No more holding back.

The soul flag shook, and several evil ghosts jumped out from the soul flag.

"Something is very wrong." The leader, the big man in cotton armor, looked solemn.

The dwarf mouse lay motionless on the ground, while the beggar waved the unknown flag in his hand like a dancing master.

There was no fear in that look at all, it was looking down.

The big man felt that this look was familiar, he had seen it before.

The big man suddenly remembered that terrible thing.

Because bandits have done so much, murder and arson have become commonplace.

Once, they stole a bride from Feihu Village, ruined it, and massacred the entire village. Unexpectedly, resentment arose, and a fierce ghost appeared.

Feihu Village suffered heavy casualties as a result, and it was the immortal master guarding the county who came forward to subdue the ghost.

They had watched and seen the immortal master.

The look in his eyes and the person in front of me really made him imagine, no, the person in front of him looked like the immortal master.

The immortal master was even more aloof, looking down at the mortals with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care whether they were doing evil or not.

They originally thought that their stronghold would be uprooted, but they didn't expect that the immortal master would turn around and leave after dealing with the evil spirits, without any intention of killing them.

"Master Immortal, please spare my life."

The big man knelt on the ground with a thud.

The other three bandits were stunned with disbelief.

Why did they get separated after the fight, and they could meet the immortal master at any mountain temple?

Besides, why does the immortal master look like a beggar?

"Brother, you are confused, he is just a stinky beggar." Still some bandits who did not believe in evil rushed up with knives.

The mandrill ghost standing next to Li Qingfeng grinned and showed its fangs. He swooped out and passed directly through the bandit's body, tearing out his soul and returning to the Soul Reverend Banner without stopping for too long.

With the two of them falling in front of him, Li Qingfeng's originally angry mood eased a lot.

"I beg the Immortal Master to spare my life. We became bandits because we were really desperate."

"It's true that the royal court's taxes are too heavy and we simply can't afford it."

"We are just asking for a bite to eat, and we don't dare to hurt anyone at all."

"I will definitely start a new life from now on."

The two were stunned. They had never seen such a weird method before.

Just waving the flag in their hands, the two gangsters fell to the ground.

Seeing the remaining three bandits kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but hesitate. God has the virtue of good life. If these people can really change their minds, it would be a good thing.

A scholar is a scholar after all, and sometimes he can be very soft-hearted.

Li Qingfeng's thinking process suddenly changed. 90% of the mana accumulated in his body was instantly drained away, and the remaining 10% was only enough to suppress the injury.

Without the support of mana, the ghosts surrounding him immediately dissipated and returned to the Soul Banner.

Li Qingfeng staggered two steps, fell to the ground, and leaned against the mountain god's throne.

The big man secretly took a look at Li Qingfeng's condition. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the immortal master was injured.

It looked like he was quite injured.

Only those who are older would not think that the Immortal Master would bypass them just to beg for mercy.

The injury must have been too severe to warrant action.

"Master Immortal, what's wrong with you?" The big man quickly climbed two steps and was about to approach Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng's eyes were all wet, and he didn't know what happened to him. Why was 90% of his mana taken away? Now that he was injured, the accumulated momentum suddenly collapsed.

Li Qingfeng imitated the teahouse storyteller's story about the big shot, and yelled: "Get out!"

The big one thought it was an opportunity, so he knelt down and climbed a few more steps: "Master Immortal, how are you doing?"

The mountain temple is only such a big place.

A few steps closer and he was already close to Li Qingfeng.

The suppressed malice of the big man burst out, he jumped up suddenly and slashed with his knife.