Zhou Chunfeng looked at Li Qingxian and said slowly: "The life technique you used in Beichang City is indeed good, and the Yewei cannot find any traces. However, this is the Shendu, a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, if you don't pay attention, you may

Being caught by someone.”

"I have confidence." Li Qingxian said.

"Tell me a brief plan. I will make a plan with Lord Yan Shixiao. As long as you collect enough pensions and take advantage of the emperor's birthday, I will write a letter to you to invite a seventh-rank lucky official."

Li Qingxian thought for a while and expressed his rough plan.

Zhou Chunfeng found some loopholes, and the two discussed and made up for it. Everything was agreed. Zhou Chunfeng went to Yan Shixiao to discuss.

Li Qingxian took out a copper plate from the Qiankun bracelet and handed it to Zhou Hen.

"Uncle Zhou, please help me cleanse it with my true essence. There is something wrong with it."

"What you got in the treasure house?" Zhou Hen took the messaging talisman disk and injected true energy.

After a hundred breaths, Zhou Hen handed over and said, "Run away."

Li Qingxian used the life technique and Taoist technique again. After checking again, he injected his magic power with confidence and successfully possessed the first one of his own messaging talismans.

Click...

A thin copper pillar is raised in the middle of the talisman plate, and eight thin needles are divided into the top of the talisman column. Each thin needle is like a flagpole, and eight yellow talisman papers are hung below, with red runes on it dark.

Only one layer is far inferior to Zhou Chunfeng's third-layer messaging talisman disk.

"Uncle Zhou, give me your contact information." Li Qingxian said.

Zhou Hen took out his talisman disk and touched one of the yellow talisman papers. The red runes on the talisman papers changed from dark to light, and the light spreaded, and soon all activated, emitting a bright red light.

"Okay." Zhou Hen put away the talisman plate.

Li Qingxian took out the name of Concubine Jiang Youfei, Shen Xiaoyi, Song Yunjing and Heideng Si Pian Si Zheng Guo Xiang, and activated four pieces of talisman paper.

Li Qingxian reached out and pointed to Jiang Youfei's talisman paper, and opened his mouth and said, "Sister Youfei, I'm back from Beichang City. When I have time, I'll come to the gods to play. I'll take you to drink mutton soup. By the way, the eighth-rank enthroned inner god

Complete, my strongest is very powerful, your eighth-grade strongest probably won’t beat me.”

Then, he sent a message to Song Yunjing, congratulating him on his promotion to the prefect of the Shendu Prefecture, and thanking him for sending someone to help Ye Wei.

He said a few more polite words to Shen Xiaoyi and Guo Xiang, and then put away the messaging talisman plate.

"This thing is quite interesting. When I speak, you really can't hear it?" Li Qingxian asked.

Zhou Hen said: "I can't hear it."

Li Qingxian fiddled with it for a while, took out a new messaging talisman and said, "Uncle Zhou, please trouble you again."

"The harvest is not small." Zhou Hen sighed and practiced again.

Li Qingxian took the second piece and handed out the third piece of the messaging talisman.

"How many more are there? Let's take it out together." Zhou Hen said helplessly.

Li Qingxian thought for a while and took out the fourth piece.

That night, Zhou Chunfeng returned and sent Yewei to secretly collect information and related life materials to give it to Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian began to prepare.

It took a day to collect fate materials, and the fortune-telling technique took a day, and twelve luck fish were used to prepare the "Twelve Lianshan Destiny Technique" in twelve hours.

The old music shop in the inner city is connected to the Grand Canal in the north, known as the Banbian Flower Street and Banjiang Painting Boat. It is one of the most prosperous places in Shendu. Countless literati and poets, wealthy businessmen and wealthy families linger here.

As night falls, Minghua Street in the old music shop is brightly lit and bustling. From a distance, the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion on both sides of the street are like a fire dragon.

On Qingye Street adjacent to the south of Minghua Street, there are two rows of houses in the middle of the road. It is pitch black and silent at night, and it seems to be separated from the hustle and bustle on the street.

Just after the hour of Hai, Zichu arrived, and in an ordinary second-entry yard on Qingye Street, Li Qingxian stood up.

Han Anbo asked in a low voice: "Have you rested?"

"Yes." Li Qingxian said.

“We’re here to guard.”

After Han Anbo finished speaking, he glanced at the fully armed Yu Ping and Zheng Gaojue, and finally looked at Zhou Hen, who was sitting in the yard with his eyes closed and resting.

The door was closed, and in the main hall of the house, Li Qingxian pointed his right index finger and his magic power gushed.

I saw a hundred and eight large lacquered golden dragon and phoenix candles on the beams, walls, tables and grounds lit up, making the whole room look like daytime.

The eight directions and eight trigrams mirrors, nine three-legged tripods, four seven-star tapestries, twelve blood-packing talismans and steel swords, etc. are divided into various parties.

Li Qing was idle on the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, surrounded by twelve large porcelain basins of bonsai, each pile of soil was piled up as rockery on each fine white porcelain basin.

Each bonsai rockery is about two feet high and is covered with dense red patterns and yellow talismans.

Li Qingxian closed his eyes and rested. When the Zi Shi arrived, he muttered something and pointed his hand at the bonsai rockery located in Zi Shi.

The yellow talisman covering the rockery swung gently, like petals blooming, and a black light spewed out from the top of the mountain, rising into the sky.

In Li Qingxian's eyes, white clouds rolled, and a blurry picture appeared.

I saw the small courtyard where Li Qingxian was in the picture. The picture was raised and the courtyard gradually became smaller. Soon, the picture moved quickly, flying quickly from the north area of ​​the inner city, passing through the streets, roofs, and freezing.

Overhead a three-in-one compound in the west area of ​​the inner city.

Li Qingxian slowly stretched out his right hand, and the air in front seemed to suddenly turn into a erect water surface. When his hands entered it, ripples ripples were rippling.

A huge hand suddenly appeared above the Sanxing compound, which was larger than the Sanxing compound, with fingerprints coiled like a mountain road.

The index finger of the giant hand is pointed in six places in the main entrance, screen wall, main hall, master bedroom, backyard well and back door.

Six paths of green energy soared into the sky, gathered and intertwined in the sky to form a white canopy, suspended on the master bedroom, and slowly rotated.

Widths of white smoke came from below, pouring into the white canopy, turning into variegated patterns.

Widths of variegated smoke and dust flew from the Ministry of Justice, from the distant Demon-Chuangshan, or from other places, landed on the top of the canopy and the clouds turned into black flowers.

When ugly.

The night is drowsy.

The golden sword of the Great Sword flew out from Li Qingxian's head, and Chou Shishan spewed out a green air and held the sword of the Great Sword into the three-entry courtyard.

The Great Sword of Sword followed the yard in all directions, shaving in all directions, making crisp sounds.

Then, he slashed the sky above, the earth below, and the ten directions.

Yin hour.

Stars are everywhere in the sky.

The blurry picture slowly descended and entered the dark bedroom in the courtyard.

In the bedroom, the red curtain of the bed was closed to block the person in the bed.

Under the bed, a pair of black boots juxtaposed with a pair of pink embroidered shoes.

Walk forward and enter the bed curtain.

I saw a man and a woman fall asleep.

The man looked pretty and handsome, and was the direct descendant of the Demon Mountain. Zhang Yulin, the seventh-rank cavalry guard of the Ministry of Justice.

The top of the red bed curtain above suddenly seemed to shed, and a thin piece of light white gauze floated down. Above the gauze, three black full moons squirmed gently.

The gauze fell on Zhang Yu's body, like rain entering the water, melting and disappearing.

Three black moons fell on his back and lined up from top to bottom.

The black moon slowly rotates, and it is like three black pieces of meat undulating and squirming.

The hour of Mao.

The sky is white.

Zhang Yulin stood up, glanced at him, and turned over to farm.

The bed curtain sways.
Chapter completed!