Chapter 157 Pulling Li Shifan Into the Pit

Feng Mingyou is now Tai Chi, and his strength may not be very good in frontal battles, but the temperament brought by this tea ceremony is nothing to say.

Such a calm and natural, full of morality, and very dusty temperament, it is completely too suitable for the image of a master.

After doing this, Zhang Deming stretched out his hand to call Li Shifan's dots and stars over, and tapped it lightly, but there was no immediate call.

Now with the third-order spirit cultivation summoning technique, Zhang Deming can already observe the opponent's surroundings through the light spots.

Looking at the opponent's environment, he didn't fight in the back mountain, it should be in the courtyard of Tianlingmen.

After seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Deming lost his scruples, and directly reached out and tapped the spot of light, which quickly expanded into a channel.

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In Tianlingmen and Xiaohuifeng, Li Shifan has been practicing quietly since his breakthrough.

In the past two months, his aura has been completely restrained, and his cultivation has been completely stabilized.

Li Shifan stretched out his hand, and a picture scroll appeared in front of him, and it slowly unfolded. The young man lying on the roof in the picture scroll turned his head at this moment.

He looked at Li Shifan through the scroll, and said, "Are you ready?"

Li Shifan nodded, and said: "The cultivation base has been stabilized, and I will leave tomorrow. Do you have any instructions, Patriarch?"

The young man said quietly: "You should think about it, eight hundred years ago, I was also an ordinary outer disciple.

Being able to have the achievements of the past and support the huge Li family is all because of that experience of wandering around the periphery.

Although you are already Tai Chi now, it may not be so safe to go there. Besides, in the broken secret realm last time, no relevant beneficial information was found.

Plus the one you can trust, the one you can deliver to your back, the guy who I can't even see through.

That place involved too much, except for that kid, if you call other people, it might not only be useless, but also lead to civil strife.

If the two of you go, this trip will be unpredictable, after all, I only walked around the periphery back then. "

Li Shifan replied: "Ancestor, what do you think, with my current talent, if I don't enter the inner sect, when will I be able to look good?"

The young man in the scroll smiled wryly, and said: "Liangyi is so difficult. I was considered a small person in the inner sect back then, but I didn't end up dying."

Li Shifan said: "Then can the ancestor quickly improve my cultivation again?"

The young man rolled his eyes and said: "The last time I trained you, not only almost killed me, but also emptied all my stock of my ancestor.

Even if I still retain the strength of my life, now that you practice Tai Chi, do you want to inherit your cultivation without consequences?

Get rid of this heart, but all the ways are to squeeze your potential. "

Li Shifan heard the words and said: "So, I actually have no choice..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Shifan closed his eyes abruptly, as if he had fallen asleep.

The complexion of the young man in the picture scroll changed suddenly, and the whole picture scroll disappeared in front of Li Shifan immediately after.

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Zhang Deming stood on the roof of the Xuanhuang Building with his hands behind his back, wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and with fluttering long hair.

At this moment, the slight breeze was blowing slightly on his cheeks.

His hair and Taoist robe fluttered slightly. Zhang Deming, with his hands behind his back, looked outside in a daze.

The elegance of the tea ceremony and the feeling of being out of the dust are enhanced to the extreme by the environment at this moment.

Li Shifan was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, what caught his eyes was Zhang Deming's extremely profound profile.

At this moment, the image of Huang Lao, in Li Shifan's heart, was infinitely elevated, unfathomable, and full of Taoism.

"Baiyujing in the sky, twelfth floor and five cities.

The fairy caresses my top, and the hair is tied for longevity.

"

A melodious chant came from the sky, and in a trance, it told stories one by one to the world.

Li Shifan was completely absent-minded, a picture scroll popped out from above his head and unfolded slowly.

But the young man in the picture scroll looks anxious at the moment, but he can't get out of the picture scroll, as if he is isolated in another world.

"Who are you? Where is this? What do you want to do?"

Li Shifan was in a daze for a moment before he came back to his senses, looked at Zhang Deming, and said vigilantly.

At this moment, Zhang Deming turned around with a calm expression, looked at Li Shifan, and said: "There are still many problems... yo, this brings a person who is not completely dead.

This is your elders, right? It's cruel enough. For the sake of younger generations, even the autonomy of consciousness has been given up.

what is this?

Tool spirit?

It seems that you are taken care of at home. "

After Zhang Deming finished speaking, he waved his hand directly at the picture scroll.

Li Cheng, the patriarch of the Li family, slowly floated out of the scroll following Zhang Deming's waving.

"Li Cheng, a disciple of the aristocratic family on the periphery of Tianlingmen, came in behind and met the seniors." Li Cheng immediately saluted Zhang Deming as soon as he appeared.

Zhang Deming shook his head, and said: "Why is everyone in the Tianlingmen realm trying to suppress me with the Tianlingmen?

If you move the backstage, you should move to a holy place or something.

Pulling a door to make up the number, what does it mean. "

Li Cheng's solid body fluctuated slightly, and then he said with a wry smile: "Senior, you are joking, how can I climb to such a sacred place like me."

Zhang Deming looked him up and down, and said: "It's really miserable, talent can be relied on chance, cultivation can rely on background.

You... you have to be brainy to choose to give up your self-consciousness, right?

It's really hard for you to be a good person instead of being a good person. "

Li Cheng smiled awkwardly, and said, "I made senior laugh."

"By the way, are you walking the painting path or the tool path?

Let’s say you draw Dao, you have turned yourself into a tool spirit again, or a mutated tool spirit.

Such a crazy thing, only those crazy tool repairers can do it, right?

Let’s say you have Dao, and you have created a painting of your own life that appreciates after death. This is the sign of Dao, right? "Zhang Deming said with great interest.

Li Cheng smiled awkwardly again, and said, "Senior, this junior is a painter, a dead painter."

Zhang Deming nodded, and said: "I can tell, after all, the painting in front of me is barely worth the money among goods of the same level."

It hurts senior, you can't see it from other aspects!

Li Cheng: "..."

Li Shifan has stood silently behind his ancestor since he came out. At this moment, he also recovered from the loss of his mind, knowing that he met a great boss.

"I don't know what is the senior's order to arrest the junior?" Li Cheng asked after a pause.

Zhang Deming replied: "Correct me, I didn't arrest you.

It was you who came along with a deadpan face by relying on the consciousness binding with your grandson. I was really anxious when I saw it, but luckily I let you come. "

Li Cheng said kindly: "Then I don't know why senior used his great magic power to arrest this kid?"