"So what if I have such qualifications? Compared with immortal cultivators, I am no more than an ant."
"If I hadn't met that person, I might have been a mortal in this life, experiencing the pain of birth, old age, illness, and death."
"Hehe, you are so lucky to be born with spiritual roots and immortal bones. You can pursue the path of immortality in this life."
"What a pity. Once you met me, your body became mine very soon!"
Speaking of the proud moment, Mr. Zhao stood in front of him, laughing wildly.
Perhaps because he had been holding it in for so long, Mr. Zhao actually revealed the biggest secret he had hidden in his heart to Shen Luo without reservation.
Maybe in his opinion, Shen would be a dead man immediately.
Telling a dead person what you have been holding back for so long can relax your mind.
Little did he know that his plan had been known to Shen Luo in advance, and now he thought Shen Luo knew nothing about it.
And Shen Luo felt from Mr. Zhao's crazy expression and words that Mr. Zhao seemed to be against him.
Shen Luo was anxious, his eyes were rolling, and his body was trying his best to get rid of this uncontrollable state.
However, the acupuncture points on his body were pinned by the silver needles and he could not move.
Little did he know that under his restlessness, the spiritual power in his body was accidentally activated.
The mysterious energy in his body surged rapidly in his meridians.
Because of the mobilization of spiritual power, all the silver needles stuck in Shen Luo's chest flew away.
Mr. Zhao was startled by the changes in front of him. He hurriedly took out a yellow talisman from the clothes in his arms and threw it out.
The moment the yellow talisman was thrown out, yellow light emitted and fell on Shen Luo, forming a square curtain of light that trapped him inside.
As soon as Shen Luo got rid of the shackles of the silver needle, he waved his fist and struck at Mr. Zhao.
Unexpectedly, a light curtain appeared out of thin air to cover him, and he punched the yellow light curtain.
Seeing that one punch was blocked, he punched a few more times in an attempt to shatter the light screen.
"Haha, don't waste your efforts, kid. This is a talisman that I spent a lot of money to get."
"No matter what your cultivation level is, as long as a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining is trapped by this talisman, he will not be able to get out within an hour." Seeing Shen Luo being trapped again, Mr. Zhao smiled coldly.
"What is this? That person you keep talking about, who is that person?" Shen Luo looked at the light curtain in front of him and asked the old man in front of him with great confusion.
"Well, since you and I got to know each other, I'll tell you. You won't live for more than an hour anyway."
Immediately, Mr. Zhao lay down on the Taishi chair again, looked at Shen Luo who was trapped by the yellow light curtain, and said slowly: "This talisman is a golden light talisman. It can trap people or be used for defense."
"In addition, the person I am talking about is a genuine immortal cultivator. Back then, I traveled around the world and saved a person under a cliff."
"That person's name is Taoist Heiku, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining. For this talisman, I dedicated more than thirty people from my sect to him."
"By the way, so is the Qi Gathering Powder I gave you before. It is a pill used by immortal cultivators to improve their cultivation."
"Taoist Heiku, golden light talisman?" Shen Luo was surprised. He thought that immortal cultivators relied on refining Qi to improve their cultivation.
I didn't expect that there are pills for improving cultivation and things like talismans exist.
After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he sat up from the Taishi chair. He closed the door first and then went to his bedroom.
After a while, he walked out of the bedroom with a sack in his hand.
When Shen Luo saw Mr. Zhao coming to his side, he first took out a few grooves from the sack.
Then he took out six strange-shaped cyan stones from the sack.
After he put the six stones into the groove, he took out a bottle and a writing brush.
As soon as I opened the bottle, a foul smell suddenly came out.
He picked up the brush and dipped it in the water in the bottle, and drew strange runes around the six convex rocks inside and outside.
Soon after he finished drawing these runes, he was holding strange hand gestures and mumbling words.
When Shen Luo saw Mr. Zhao's every move, he knew that he might be preparing to seize him.
Now he is trapped inside, unable to escape and can only wait to die.
Shen Luo looked at Mr. Zhao's actions and shouted anxiously: "Old man, where are you? Come and save me."
After all, when he was in the basement before, the old man showed up and saved him. He didn't know if the old man would show up again this time.
As Mr. Zhao chanted the mantra in the room, a layer of gray cyan light suddenly emitted from the ground.
That layer of green light blended into the runes carved on the ground as soon as it appeared.
It spread all the way into the six stones in the convex grooves, and saw six cyan light pillars shooting out and being stimulated.
The appearance of the light pillar was inspired by the six stones.
Mr. Zhao looked at the six cyan rays of light that were stimulated in front of him, and took out another gadget that looked like a stone.
He bit his finger and let the blood drip on the stone, looking at the stone on his hand dripping with blood.
Throwing it into the six rays of light, the stone turned into a red mist instantly when it landed on it.
When the smoke dissipated, nine red shadow-like ghost heads appeared.
Stimulated by the green light, the nine ghost heads desperately devoured the six green lights.
In a moment, blood burst out, and the nine ghost heads seemed to come to life.
The blood-red light illuminated the entire room in a blood-red color.
When Mr. Zhao saw the nine ghost heads moving, his eyes flashed with joy, and then he sat cross-legged in the center of the blue hexagonal pattern.
Mr. Zhao sat on the ground and looked up at the nine blood-red ghost heads above.
The cyan light pillar continued to emit cyan energy upwards because of the special magic circle on the ground.
The nine blood-red ghost heads absorbed a large amount of cyan energy.
Finally, when the six beams of light dissipated, nine physical blood-red ghost heads were successfully transformed from the phantom ghost heads.
The nine ghost heads formed a circle and ferociously pounced on Shen Luo and Feng Zhao below.
Seeing such a strange scene, Shen Luo was so frightened that he forgot the existence of the golden light talisman.
When Mr. Zhao saw these ghosts turning from imaginary to real, his face showed excitement and madness.
He pointed his bitten finger at the nine hideous blood-red ghost heads that jumped down from above, and ejected nine drops of blood each.
When the nine ghost heads saw the nine drops of blood essence coming towards them, they opened their ghost mouths and swallowed a drop of blood essence each.
After a moment, the pale Mr. Zhao seemed to sense something, his face moved, and he laughed wildly.
He reached out and made a move, and nine ghost heads rushed down with a roar, protecting Mr. Zhao who was sitting cross-legged.
Mr. Zhao glanced at Shen Luo proudly and pointed at his head.
Soon the nine ghost heads followed the direction of his finger and pounced on Shen Luo's head.
These nine blood-red ferocious ghost heads are all shining with blood.
Ignore the existence of the golden light talisman and pass directly through the talisman.
It pounced on Shen Luo's head, dodged for a moment, got into the seven orifices, and disappeared strangely.
Shen Luo's face changed drastically at this moment, his eyes suddenly closed tightly, and he fell to the ground twitching all over.
