I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Li Qingfeng slowly woke up.

Dim light, dark side.

The smell of stale decay lingers.

The strong aroma of alcohol mixed with the smell of fresh earth.

Take a deep breath, with the inexplicable fermentation fragrance.

"here it is?"

Li Qingfeng climbed up from the wooden board, with confusion and nervousness in his eyes.

He remembers feeling like he passed out.

Still in the middle of a fight.

He was in a hurry and didn't know what he was looking for, he just grabbed everything around him.

Seeing the Zunhun Banner standing quietly aside, Li Qingfeng let out a sigh of relief.

In a short period of time, he lost a lot.

If the Soul Reverend Banner is lost again, there will be no day for revenge in this life.

The sword hairpin was not lost, and the talisman for holding things was still attached to the lining pocket of his arms intact.

Pushing the stone slab in front of him, Li Qingfeng discovered that he was in the cellar of his home.

It's just that it's not a shallow layer, but sealed into a cave half a person's height.

The entrance to the cave is blocked by white stone slabs.

Inside the cellar are compacted earth clods and neatly arranged flat granites.

Basically, every wealthy family has this kind of thing, either to store gold and silver treasures, or to store old wine.

If there is a war, the food stored inside can save lives.

Or he could wait in the cellar for the rebels to cross the border before coming out.

Obviously, Li Qingfeng's cellar is not big and only stores some wine.

The hole inside shows the traces of huge claws.

You don't need to think about it to know that Brother Ghost must have brought him back, dug out a place for him to hide, and hid him in it.

Tushanjun also has no choice.

At that time, Li Qingfeng's remaining mana was no longer enough to support them in returning to the mountain temple.

We can only stop nearby.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

The Li family was confiscated and moved, and the people in the county guard's office did not discover this small dark room. Those people never expected that they would return to this place.

No matter how the Li family was discovered by the Sheriff's Mansion, just judging from Zhang Wanlong's reaction at that time, he might not have recognized Li Qingfeng.

Just like the newly promoted master, he also didn't recognize Li Qingfeng at the first time.

From Tu Shanjun's point of view, this matter is full of doubts.

Tears welled up in streams, and Li Qingfeng held the Soul Flag and cried silently.

Big tears fell on the soul flag.

Don't dare to speak out.

Even in the darkroom and cellar, he still couldn't make a sound.

The soldiers who blockaded the county were like vulture hounds that could smell carrion.

Any abnormal movement will be noticed by them.

These people rarely think about what is right and what is wrong, and executing orders has become instinctive.

High-ranking officials, generous salaries, and attractive benefits are the carrots that drive them forward.

They run tirelessly.

chase.

Li Qingfeng knelt on the ground, his body trembling, holding the Soul Flag and crying loudly.

Even though his face was hideous and terrifying, there was no movement at all.

Snot and tears mixed with mud stained the clothes on his body, and his originally handsome face was now covered in blood.

Tu Shanjun was sitting on the Zunhun Banner and touched the hole in his eye socket that was being repaired.

He doesn't comfort people.

Life must go on.

Sometimes, you need to carry it yourself.

Li Qingfeng was tired from crying, or was already weak, so he passed out again.

He clutched the Soul Reverend Flag tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

The wind and clouds are sweeping, and the sun is high in the distance.

Li Qingfeng entered the dream world again.

The top of the mountain.

Wearing a green scholar's robe, there were unstoppable tears on his face.

Still silent.

Seeing the main soul evil spirit inside the Zunhun Banner again, Li Qingfeng knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with his head.

"Brother Ghost, I want revenge."

"help me."

"Please."

Li Qingfeng trembled and fell to the ground, closing his eyes tightly.

Tushanjun was at a loss, his face full of astonishment and surprise.

He hesitated slightly.

It's not that he hesitated to help Li Qingfeng.

They are in the same boat and are in the same boat.

But he didn't expect that Li Qingfeng would do this.

Scholar-officials are arrogant and believe that men have gold at their knees.

Scholars would rather break than bend.

As a scholar, Li Qingfeng is undoubtedly proud.

He also has the capital to be proud of, because if he can be selected as a scholar at this age, he is definitely an outstanding person.

In the future, he will win the imperial examination, become a Jinshi, or even become the number one scholar.

He will become a general and become a prime minister, govern the country and bring peace to the country, and leave his name in history.

Finally, he draws a happy ending to his life.

Today, he knelt down before ghosts and gods.

Pray to ghosts and gods to help him take revenge.

Don't ask the common people, ask ghosts and gods.

Maybe this is the last resort.

Tu Shanjun helped Li Qingfeng up.

The scarlet ghost eyes had long since concealed all emotions.

He didn't say anything, just put his hand on Li Qingfeng's shoulder.

Patted.

Li Qingfeng's tears seemed to be digging a dam.

He laughed, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, but he couldn't stop the tears that kept flowing down.

It seems like I can't wipe it all off.

If you want to take revenge, you need to go to at least one more level, or even two levels.

After absorbing fifty-two black-armored soldiers and their evil spirits, as well as the new master's soul, there are now one hundred and five ghosts in the Zunhun Banner.

Although the quality is uneven, they have barely managed to make up for the Hyakuki.

Tushanjun's strength has also improved further.

Of course, he is still far from breaking through to the sixth level of strength, and these ghosts and ghosts that do not enter the level are far from enough to allow him to improve again.

After this battle, he was seriously injured and was in urgent need of evil spirits to regenerate his soul and repair his ghost body.

When the evil spirit is enough to generate soul, the injury will heal itself.

For now, I can’t show up yet.

The young immortal master is still in charge of the county governor's mansion.

The black-armored soldiers in the Sheriff's Mansion are not vegetarians. Once Li Qingfeng appears, they will be surrounded by military formations.

Ordinary ghosts and ghosts would not dare to approach the military formation.

It was shattered by the strong evil energy, and the only thing that could be used was Zhao Shixian's living soul.

But if the third-level Qi-training ghost is released again, the burden on Li Qingfeng will be huge.

It won't last long at all.

In his prime, Li Qingfeng could only support Tu Shanjun for twenty or thirty seconds.

He wanted to get past the young immortal master's defense in such a short period of time.

I can’t say it’s completely impossible, I can only say it’s very difficult, unless you seize the opportunity very well.

But looking at the man's answer, we knew that it was impossible for him to allow Li Qingfeng to kill Zhang Wanlong.

The young immortal master protects Bafang County and kills demons and monsters, but he cannot kill the county guard, and he will not allow others to kill the county guard.

So that man would rather trade injury for injury than injure Tu Shanjun and defeat Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng was also seriously injured and needed time to recover.

In a word, it is still strength.

Not knowing how long he slept, Li Qingfeng woke up again.

He no longer cries.

Take out the wound medicine from the holding talisman, take it internally and externally, and tie the wound tightly.

I ate some dry food and drank some water.

Li Qingfeng's pale face regained some vitality.

Just as old wounds are gone, new wounds appear.

Multiple wounds followed by excessive blood loss.

It takes time to recuperate.

After mobilizing his magic power to take out the Yin Soul Pill, Li Qingfeng looked at the egg-sized soul pill in his hand, with a firm look on his face, and raised his head to take it.

The pure spiritual energy turned into roaring mana, absorbing all of it.

The ability to evolve the high-grade magic weapon Sovereign Soul Flag can be seen clearly.

Sure enough, as Tu Shanjun thought, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Very few soldiers set foot in the sealed Li family home.

The money in the storage talisman can still last for a few days, and there is no need for Li Qingfeng to move.

You can still find out the news when you are in the county.

As long as Li Qingfeng is not seen by the guarding immortal master, he will not be noticed as a Qi practitioner.

Another five days.

The second level of Qi training.

Li Qingfeng's injury did not improve.