"Report, Patriarch, Elder Qin Mo wants to see you." A disciple outside the courtyard came to inform.
When Yang San saw that someone was coming, he immediately stood up and saluted: "I take my leave." He had always been hiding in the dark, and few people even in the Qin family knew of his existence.
"Go ahead and keep an eye on the Xie Qi family during these days. If there is any abnormality, report it at any time." Qin Can waved his hand.
"Yes, Master." Yang San's body showed a slight trace of magical power, and then his whole body slowly sank into the ground. His earth-moving skills combined with the secret method of controlling beasts were used to detect the enemy's situation, which was perfect.
Qin Can put away the tea set on the table. Not long after, he saw Qin Mo arriving and asked, "How is Wynn's situation?"
"Master, the eldest son Shenhai is somewhat injured. According to Mr. Fu, he needs to rest for at least a year." The Mr. Fu mentioned by Qin Mo is the alchemist supported by the Qin family.
Qin Can reprimanded: "He is ignorant, why do you follow him and make nonsense?"
Qin Mo let out a long sigh, spread out his hands, and said helplessly: "Master, you don't know the temper of the eldest son, how can you suffer a little loss, let alone being injured by that low-level servant's sword, I will wait for you Killing a slave shouldn't anger Qin Zheng, but he didn't expect to be killed by three magic weapons in a row with his sword. This son has already used the magic magic warfare method at will, and he can wield a sword. It's really terrifying."
Qin Can nodded. He had personal experience and knew the power of the Sky-shaking move. Not to mention Qin Mo and Elder Zhang, even he couldn't block this move. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked: "That slave?" what's going on?"
He just learned about the sword that shook the sky through Yang San's surveillance of the secret pavilion. He didn't know about Zhu Changqing.
"According to the disciples of Bei Mine, Qingnu went to pick up his children on the orders of Qin Zheng, but unexpectedly his daughter was taken away by the mine steward to make a flag, and then he drew his sword in anger and killed steward Zhao and his son."
"Can't all three of you stop him?"
"But we were careless. We never thought that this young slave actually had a sword pill, which allowed him to slip through the gap and escape to the secret pavilion."
"Jianjiu?!" Qin Can frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't the method of controlling demons and controlling slaves useless?"
Qin Mo nodded and said: "It is indeed useless. When the eldest master used this method, the green slave showed no signs of abnormality. He should have been freed from the evil thoughts."
This method of controlling demons has two levels. The primary level can arouse demonic thoughts, disturb the sea of spirits, and make them miserable. If there are people with extremely strong spiritual thoughts, they can also cast the spell with force, but their strength will be reduced by at least five or six, and Advanced demon control laws can make demonic thoughts go crazy, shatter the divine sea, and cause slaves to die instantly. Most stewards have only learned elementary control methods, and only a few elders or family heads can determine life and death.
Even though Qin Yongli is an eldest son, he has not learned the advanced method of controlling demons. This is probably because learning this method requires a lot of spiritual thoughts, otherwise he will easily be backlashed by demonic thoughts. Although Qin Yongli is in the late stage of Qi refining, But he only had some achievements in physical training, and his mental training was far behind. Otherwise, he would not have been shaken to his soul by Wang Qi's sword cry in front of the secret pavilion.
Qin Can's face changed slightly. If his own slave control method were leaked, the consequences would be very troublesome. It meant that his Qin family would no longer have loyal servants available, he would no longer be able to trust any servants, and he would no longer have the means to restrict others.
Cultivating demonic thoughts can take at least a hundred years or even a thousand years. Refining demons is not something that happens overnight. The Qin family is not good at this. The soul-devouring demon they are using now took a full eight hundred years to be able to be refined. He Thinking about it in his mind, it seems that he should find time to ask Qin Zheng. Fortunately, this son is also a member of the Qin family, so even if he knows the Dharma, there is no need to worry too much.
At this moment, another disciple came in from outside and said, "Master, the disciples from the Secret Pavilion are here to report something important."
"Let him in!" Qin Can said.
A disciple outside the door looked anxious and walked back and forth. When he heard the master's inquiry, he immediately entered the courtyard. As soon as he bowed to the ground, his voice trembled: "My... master, something serious has happened."
"Why are you so panicked!"
"After Mr. Qin Zheng left, the disciple checked the secret pavilion and found that among the three floors, there was one missing volume of the Jiu... Jiuyou Picture Book!" The disciple looked sad and did not dare to raise his head.
Qin Can suddenly stood up and punched the stone table with a "bang" sound. The ground was covered with gravel. His eyes were bright and he was not angry. He thought to himself that this boy really thinks that the Qin family belongs to him. ah! !
"Qin Mo, go and tell Qin Zheng that the family will discuss matters tomorrow. In addition, four elders will be assigned to guard the four gates. If he dares to take even one step out of Mangcheng, we will kill him even if we use all the strength of the whole clan!"
"Yes!" Qin Mo felt awe-struck and hurriedly retreated.
...
In the northwest of Mangcheng, there is a house with a dilapidated outer wall. The ground is full of sand and gravel inside, and there are few trees. Many of them are dead. There is a main hall and several wing rooms inside. However, they are in disrepair and leaky. Fortunately, the houses are all used. It was built out of huge rocks, and although it looked dilapidated, it could still be inhabited after simple repairs.
Bai Xiao hummed a little tune she heard somewhere and was cleaning the courtyard carefully. Although she had magic skills, she preferred to do it by herself. After all, it was home, and she had a unique feeling for her home, even though she might not stay in this home for long. , we should also treat it carefully and not be careless.
She first walked around the wall and laid out the two realm formations to prevent anyone from prying into it. Then she used a little bit of Sky Fox's aura, which shocked snakes, insects, birds and ants outwards. The young master said that the magic sect's methods were weird and difficult to prevent. Even these Be careful with small animals, and you won't feel relieved until you have cleaned it three times.
Within the main hall.
Wang Qi was closing his eyes to rest. When he sensed the opening of the two realm formations, he opened his eyes and walked towards Zhu Yong, who was still unconscious.
"Sir, it's about to begin." Zhu Changqing asked hurriedly. He stayed by his son's side, combing his meridians. Several years of confinement with magic power had caused Zhu Yong's Qi sea to begin to decline. People who practice Taoism are like sailing against the current. , If you don’t advance, you will retreat.
Wang Qi nodded and said, "Help him sit up."
The reason why he had to wait for the formation to be activated before starting treatment was because he was afraid that someone would spy on this place. He just listened to Zhu Changqing's talk about today's battle and learned about the method of controlling demons. He could solve the problem of soul-devouring demonic thoughts. I'm afraid the Qin family already has someone. As far as I know, I believe they will come to you in the next two days.
Walking to Zhu Yong who was sitting cross-legged, he concentrated slightly, moved the bronze mirror to cover his hand, and then pointed.
What a divine sea this is!
It was dark and lightless, the wind and clouds were rolling, and the demon soul transformed into a giant snake hundreds of feet high, roaring in the air.
Under the layers of black mist-like snake body, there was a glimmer of light, flickering tenaciously.
One person and one sword.
Zhu Yong stood on a rock, guarding the last ray of divine thought in the divine sea. If this main divine thought was swallowed by the demon soul again, he would definitely die, but... what could he do?
He looked at the huge and boundless body of the demon soul in the sky, and felt helpless in his heart.
Just when he was about to despair, a ray of light suddenly shone in the dark sky. Through the heavy fog, he seemed to see a figure in the light! !
At the same time, the demon soul also became violent, and the huge snake body circled upwards, covering the brilliance layer by layer. It raised its head and stared at the white light, with fear in its eyes. After hesitating for a moment, it still opened its mouth, One bite.
Wang Qi smiled faintly, and the brilliance in his palm suddenly shone brightly, like a blazing sun in the sky, emitting thousands of rays of light. This light was like thousands of sword energy, and in just an instant, it stabbed the snakes all over the sky to pieces.
The divine sea is bright again!
Zhu Yong is in shock!
The demonic thoughts were chopped into thousands of mists, regenerated and transformed, and suddenly fled in all directions. Although they were inferior demonic souls, they also knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They knew that a disaster was approaching and wanted to break them into pieces. Hidden deep in the divine sea.
In the sky, the light in Wang Qi's hand turned into a sword. In an instant, the sky and the earth were white, and no other colors were seen.
All the demonic souls exposed to the white light were completely melted away. To deal with this low-level demonic thought, and with Jinghua in hand, in his opinion, it was just a matter of one sword. Even without Jinghua, he could not This demon can be exterminated with pure spiritual energy, but in this way, I am afraid that it will damage the divine sea. Not every spiritual master's divine sea is as condensed as his.
The white light gradually dissipated, and Zhu Yong came back to his senses. He hurriedly paid homage, but found that except for the brilliance that spread all over the sky, there was no more human figure in the divine sea.
Wang Qi retracted his finger, looked at Zhu Changqing who looked anxious, and said with a smile: "He is fine. He will wake up after taking a rest."
Zhu Changqing finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving your life."
Wang Qi chuckled, turned around and walked to the stone bed beside him, sat down cross-legged, thought for a moment, and said, "Changqing, this is not a place where you will stay for a long time. Do you have any plans?"
He has achieved most of his goals in coming to Qin's house. He only needs to kill the demon in the book and read the third volume of Jiuyou Picture Book before leaving. Although the book is now in hand, it is not necessary unless it is a last resort. Will seize the book and run away.
He has a moral bottom line in his heart. It's okay to pretend to be Qin Zheng to read the book. If he takes the book and runs away again, it will destroy the foundation of the Qin family. Moreover, such behavior is not in line with his heart. As the saying goes, one drink and one peck. Could it be that it was predestined that since he read the Nine Nether Pictures and learned about the three turbid tribulations, he knew that everything in this world has a cause and effect. What you do today will bear the fruit of tomorrow, so why bother to increase the catastrophe in the future for some trivial things.
Zhu Changqing looked at his son who was still in a coma, and was silent for a long time before saying: "Master Hui, Xizhou is vast and has many cities. Changqing wants to choose a small city and live in seclusion in the world."
After being a slave for ten years, he has given up his desire to be on the path to immortality. Although he has regained his freedom now, he has lost his sense of Taoism and only wants to live a stable life.
Wang Qi nodded slightly and said: "That's fine. In a few days, when this matter subsides, you can take my warrant and leave the city."
"Thank you, Master!" Zhu Changqing saluted again and took his son out of the hall. He also knew that Wang Qinai was a disciple of the great sect of China. He could not stay in Xizhou for a long time, and he could not go back to China with him. He was still in Wuchen Villa. As for criminals, if they are discovered, they will have their Taoism revoked, or they will be carved with a golden seal and thrown into the underworld to fend for themselves. Isn't that what the elders of the Shen family are like?
One wrong step, one wrong step after another, and he ended up in the current situation. He only blamed himself for choosing the Shen family instead of others. He sighed softly. After practicing for six hundred years, he was busy and fighting for fame and fortune. It was time to rest. For a moment.
Wang Qi looked at Zhu Changqing's slight crotch, as if he had aged a hundred years in an instant. He couldn't help but feel sad, but at the same time he was determined in his practice. In his life, he must set foot on the top of the mountain to lead this world of immortals. The scenery!
