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The monk surnamed Yan's face became frightened. He took the jade slip from Qin Fengming's hand. As soon as his consciousness sank into it, his face suddenly changed.
I saw that in the jade slip where he originally used his spiritual power to carve those two handwritings through his spiritual consciousness, there was no longer any writing left, only a square shape that seemed to have been deliberately daubed with energy existed on it.
"Ah... how could this... become like this?"
Amid the exclamations, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan was stunned on the spot.
He has been cultivating immortality for hundreds of years, but he has never encountered such a situation. He has clearly imprinted the two characters in his memory into the jade slip in his hand, but at this time, there is no writing on it.
"Friend Daoist Yan, please don't be surprised. Taoist Taoist Brother Yan has carved the text into the jade slip. Qin knew that this situation occurred. Qin was able to guess some of the reasons. Qin wanted to know whether the small sect that Daoist Yan wanted to join was still there at this time." exist"
The monk surnamed Yan is not familiar with the magic circle and talisman making, so it is naturally impossible for him to know the profound and mysterious spells. If he is not a spell master, it will be difficult for others to record them completely.
As a formation master, Qin Fengming knew that if the scroll in his hand was looked at by a cultivator in the Chengdan realm, he would definitely be attacked by the words in the scroll and fall to his death on the spot.
Even the monk surnamed Yan will be unstable, which is enough to explain the problem.
"Ah, although my ancestor was a monk in Huangquan Palace, he later went to Jian'an Prefecture after leaving Huangquan Palace. This junior grew up in a border area of Jian'an Prefecture since he was a child. When he reached the realm of ghost generals, the family sent him to the Distance Family. The Baji Gate is only 20,000 to 30,000 miles away
The Baji Sect is considered a large sect within a radius of 100,000 miles of the junior family, but at this time, it is only equivalent to a third- and fourth-rate sect. There are only two or three ghost king realm monks in the sect. Are they still alive at this time? The younger generation won’t know.”
The middle-aged man surnamed Yan did not dare to hide anything. His face was slightly solemn and he explained in detail.
"Well, Mr. Qin has forgotten that Fellow Daoist Daoist and Fellow Daoist Li are both from Jian'an Prefecture. It seems that we have to go back to Jian'an Prefecture."
After hearing what the monk surnamed Yan said, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel embarrassed and whispered to himself.
Looking at the calm face of the young monk in front of him, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan also felt a surge in his heart. When he looked at the scroll just now, Qin Fengming reminded him that he had been more careful, but he was still almost distracted by the words on it.
But looking at the face of the young man in front of him just now, there was nothing strange about it. His expression was extremely calm, as if he had not been attacked by the strange energy. This alone made the monk surnamed Yan extremely admired.
Regarding the black scroll in his hand, Qin Fengming was extremely uneasy.
Based on his understanding of spells, this scroll must be a classic about spells and spells, and it is definitely not a modern thing from the ghost world. It may be a remnant of the upper world. It is also very possible.
Since the monk surnamed Yan in front of me has seen two similar writings recorded on rocks, it is enough to prove that the Baji Sect must be a sect that has existed for a long time. It is even more likely that there are books with such writings in the sect. Don’t search for it. He wouldn't feel at ease after searching for it
Carefully putting the black scroll into his personal storage ring, Qin Fengming once again searched for the Xie family's ancestors to gain experience in forming formations. In the next few months, Qin Fengming has been studying the Xie family's collections.
He has really gained a lot along the way.
Although the Xie family's famous set of Ten Thousand Swords Soul Locking Array refining methods and spells were not found, the Xie family's past Taishang ancestors' refining experiences were seen a lot.
This refining of Qin Fengming's magic circle has undoubtedly greatly improved the
"Senior, the area ahead is the area of influence of the Jiyin Sect. Please show me how to proceed next."
Unknowingly, four or five months had passed. Although the old man surnamed Li was not traveling very fast, he was cautious and did not encounter any strong monks to stop him along the way. He finally reached the area under the jurisdiction of the Yin Sect.
With a flash of figure, Qin Fengming appeared in front of the old man surnamed Li.
"Fellow Daoist, although the Zhiyin Sect can only be regarded as a first- and second-rate sect in the ghost world, but if Qin cannot show up, there will definitely be no gains if he comes directly to the door. I wonder if there is a Zhiyin Sect nearby. As long as the city spends a lot of money to find out the source of Yousui Grass, it shouldn't be difficult."
Looking at the endless mountains and peaks in front of him, Qin Fengming thought for a while and said.
"Well, what the seniors said is absolutely true. The Jiyin Sect is famous for planting spiritual grass, and the market naturally exists. Junior, please go to the Jiyin Sect's city."
The old man surnamed Li did not object at all, and flew towards the depths of the mountains together with the light.
Finding a market within a radius of tens of thousands of miles is not a simple matter. It took the old man surnamed Li three days to find the location of a market on a tall mountain peak.
When the old man surnamed Li entered the market, Qin Fengming found that there were only thirty or forty shops in this market. But what was surprising was that there was not a single monk in this market.
"Senior, there is a strange atmosphere here. Why is there not a single monk in Dafang City?"
Just entering Fang City, the old man surnamed Li also discovered something strange here.
"Well, Fellow Daoist Li, please be careful. There is indeed something strange here. Go into the shop next to it and see if there is anything going on inside."
Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but become alert. He released his spiritual consciousness and scanned the entire market. What made him speechless was that the restrictions in all the shops had not expired, and it was still difficult for his spiritual consciousness to penetrate them.
But in Dafang City, there is no trace of monk aura, which is really puzzling.
With careful vigilance, the old man surnamed Li raised his hand to open the door of a shop at the edge and stepped inside.
Except for the absence of any personnel or goods, the store is fully equipped with tables, chairs and other items. There are no signs of damage. It seems that the owner of the store had carefully organized all the valuables before leaving.
I searched several shops in a row and found almost all of them were the same.
It seemed as if all the shops in this city had been evacuated in an orderly manner overnight.
"Something must have happened here. Otherwise, how could such a small city be suddenly hollowed out? Fellow Daoist Li, it seems that I need to go to the Xianyin Sect and his party."
In a flash of his body, Qin Fengming was already standing in the Zhiyin Sect's shop in this market. Looking at the slightly messy scene in front of him, a hint of gloom suddenly appeared on his face.
It is not difficult to tell from the scene at the scene that the people from the Jiyin Sect left in a hurry than other shops, because the entire three floors of the shop were full of tables and chairs, and the shop door was wide open.
"Gah ga ga. There is another market here. It seems that we are very lucky. Everyone, please quickly surround the market in front of us. Don't let a monk from the ghost world go."
Just as the old man surnamed Li agreed and turned around to go downstairs from the third floor of the Jiyin Sect shop, a sound of unbridled laughter suddenly came from the distance, and then he saw a huge demonic mist in the distance and a large number of figures coming from the mountains in the distance. The land is surging
As the demonic mist spread, it almost instantly enveloped Fangshi...
