Seeing that the other party did not attack immediately, the gloomy old man stabilized his mind a little and slowly put away the black magic mist and reappeared in front of Qin Fengming.
"Hey, fellow Taoist Wei, why do we have to kill you all? There is no enmity between us. If fellow Taoist lets me go, I am willing to reward you with all the spiritual stones in my body."
After a while, the gloomy old man sighed and said slowly, but there was no trace of the original power in his voice. At this time, he also knew that it would be impossible to escape from this place by his own means.
"Haha, what fellow Taoist said is true. You and I have no grudges and should not be chasing each other. But Wei Mou had already made it clear that as long as you attack Wei Mou, you will definitely end up with no bones left."
"Although Wei has already explained it, all of you didn't believe it at that time and wanted to use everyone's strength to kill Wei. This is why other fellow Taoists ended up in this situation. This is not Wei's fault."
After hearing Qin Fengming's words, the gloomy old man also regretted himself. However, the middle-aged man opposite had said it first. But at that time, everyone saw this as a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. However, the world of immortality has been dominated by the jungle since ancient times. At this time, he could not blame others.
Seeing the other person's expression changing constantly, Qin Fengming knew what the other person was thinking, so he couldn't help but chuckle and said:
"If you want Wei to release fellow Taoist, it must be negotiated, but you have to agree to Wei."
Just when the gloomy old man thought that there was no hope in this life, he suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words. His spirit was immediately shocked, and a light flashed in his eyes and he said urgently:
"Fellow Taoist is willing to let me go, but I don't know what it is. As long as I can do it, there will be no hesitation. I will try my best to do it."
The gloomy old man knew at this time that it would be impossible to escape in front of this middle-aged man with his own cultivation methods. Falling would be inevitable. Suddenly hearing that there was still a glimmer of hope, the old man felt happy and said anxiously.
"Hehehehe, it's not a difficult thing. Taoist friends must serve Wei as their master and never betray him for the rest of his life."
"Why do you want me to serve you as my master?" The gloomy old man was shocked when he heard Qin Fengming's words.
"That's right. That's what Mr. Wei means. I don't know what you mean by friendship."
Seeing the changing expression on the other party's face, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile and said again:
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to doubt or be lucky. Don't think that Wei can't do this because he is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Since Wei can say this, he is sure to take away a bit of fellow Taoist's soul."
As we all know, there are two ways for a monk to collect the soul of another to complete the task of recognizing the master.
The first is to use a special magic weapon to extract a ray of the opponent's soul and store it in the magic weapon. This method is only used by low-level monks against high-level monks, but it does have some dangers for the receiver.
If you are attacked by the opponent's soul when you are casting the spell, it is very likely that you will die before you can control the soul.
Another method is to use secret techniques to directly place spells on the opponent's body, which is similar to the spirit beast's recognition of its master. This method is extremely stable, but it can only be used by high-level monks on low-level monks.
If a low-level monk uses this technique against a high-level monk, he will definitely be restrained by the opponent's powerful spiritual thoughts, making it difficult for the opponent to protect himself.
Seeing that his worries were seen through by the other party, the gloomy old man was also shocked in his heart. The other party's methods were amazing and he would never make such a low-level mistake. He must be sure to say so.
If you regard the other party as your master, you will undoubtedly put your own life and death under the control of the other party, and your life and death will only be controlled by the other party's thoughts. At that time, you will not even have the power to resist.
But if he didn't agree to this matter, he would be killed. He thought about it for a long time before his eyes. The gloomy old man raised his head and said in a deep voice, with no luster in his eyes anymore:
"If the old man recognizes fellow Taoist as his master, will he guarantee that he can save his life and not be killed by the Xiao family?"
"Hehehe, fellow Taoist, you can rest assured that since you recognize me as the master of the Xiao family, no one can harm fellow Taoist. And if fellow daoist succeeds in cultivation that day, he can erase the mark and regain his freedom, or Wei can leave. Quzhou will no longer have the slightest restraint on fellow Taoists."
"Okay, just as fellow Taoist said, Mr. Jiao promised to accept fellow Taoist Wei as his master and never betray him again for the rest of his life."
The gloomy old man's eyes flickered briefly, then recovered, and then he said decisively in a deep voice.
At this time, he was also very open to following a master with such amazing methods. In the future, no one would dare to mess with him in the world of immortal cultivation in Quzhou. If it was true as the other party said, he might not be able to regain his freedom in the future.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Jiao's choice may not be a bad thing for you. Remove the shield and wait for Wei to use the secret technique to complete the recognition of the master."
After Qin Fengming said this, he waved his hands in succession. At once, dozens of formation flags flew out of his hands and disappeared within a radius of fifty feet. Then, with a movement of his hands, there was a "buzzing" sound, and a huge formation suddenly formed.
Seeing that the old man named Jiao didn't make any move, Qin Fengming felt relieved.
Seeing that the other party had set up such a huge restriction in an instant, the gloomy old man knew in his heart that it would be difficult to change the matter, so after a slight hesitation, he still obeyed and removed the protective wall.
Although there were no enemies here, Qin Fengming still made preparations cautiously.
Seeing this, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and suddenly disappeared from the old man surnamed Jiao. When he appeared again, he was only twenty feet away from the old man surnamed Jiao. Then he flashed again and was already close to the old man, less than five feet away.
Faced with such a strange movement technique, the old man surnamed Jiao was stunned. This teleportation technique, which was only found in legends, was actually used by a middle-aged man in front of him. However, he was so shocked that he was stunned on the spot.
A burst of spiritual power shot out and instantly sank into the body of the stunned old man named Jiao, imprisoning the mana in his body and then letting him sit cross-legged on the ground.
Seeing that the old man was controlled by himself so smoothly, Qin Fengming was also happy. Then he closed his eyes slightly and muttered some words and mantras, which flew out of his mouth and hovered in his chest for a long time.
After a moment, the spell no longer appeared, and then with a click of his finger, a blood arrow flew out and merged into the spell.
In an instant, the magic spell and the bloody light were dazzling.
Qin Fengming's eyes widened and a burst of spiritual power shot out, carrying many spells, and penetrated into the head of the old man surnamed Jiao who was sitting cross-legged in front of him.
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After a full cup of tea, Qin Fengming stood up from meditating with no look of joy on his face.
After a while, the old man surnamed Jiao, who was meditating cross-legged, stood up and stood respectfully beside Qin Fengming without moving at all.
