The monk surnamed Yan's face became frightened. He took the jade slip from Qin Fengming's hand with his own hands. As soon as his consciousness sank into it, his face suddenly changed. Reading artifact wwwyankuaico
I saw that on the jade slip, where he used his spiritual power to carve the 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...this...become like this?"
Amidst the exclamations, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan was stunned on the spot.
He has been practicing immortality for hundreds of years, but he has never encountered such a situation. Obviously, the two fonts in his memory have been completely imprinted on the jade slip in his hand, but at this time, there is no writing on it.
"Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Yan. Fellow Daoist Yan has carved the text into the jade slip. Qin knows it. Qin can guess some of the reasons for this situation. Qin wants to know the small sect that Fellow Daoist Yan wanted to join. , I wonder if it still exists at this time?”
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 at just one glance, and his death on the spot would be a no-brainer.
Even the monk surnamed Yan is unstable, which is enough to illustrate the problem.
"Ah, although my ancestor was a monk in Huangquan Palace, he later left Huangquan Palace and went to Jian'an Mansion. This junior grew up in a border area of Jian'an Mansion since he was a child. When he reaches the realm of ghost generals, the family will I sent the junior to the Baji Gate, which was only 20,000 to 30,000 miles away from the family.
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- or fourth-rate sect. There are only two or three ghost king monks inside the door. Whether he is still alive at this time is unknown to the younger generation. "
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 forgot that Fellow Daoist Daoist and Fellow Daoist Li were both from Jian'an Mansion. It seems that we must go back to Jian'an Mansion."
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. Just now, when he was looking at the scroll, Qin Fengming reminded him that he had been a little 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 makes the monk named 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 it is definitely not a modern thing in the ghost world. Maybe it's something left over from the upper world, that's very possible.
Since the monk surnamed Yan in front of him had seen two similar writings written on rocks, it was enough to show that the Baji Sect must also be a sect that has existed for a long time. It is even more likely that there are books with this kind of writing inside its door. Don't search for it. He certainly wouldn't feel at ease.
Carefully putting the black scroll into his personal storage ring, Qin Fengming once again looked for the Xie family's ancestors' experience in forming formations. In the following months, Qin Fengming has been studying the Xie family collection.
Along the way, he really gained a lot.
Although the Xie family's famous set of Ten Thousand Sword 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 increased his skills.
"Senior, the area ahead is the area of influence of the Yin Sect. Could you please tell me how to proceed next?"
Before I knew it, 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 powerful monks blocking him along the way. Finally, it was safe to reach the place under the jurisdiction of the Yin Sect.
In a flash, Qin Fengming appeared in front of the old man surnamed Li.
"Fellow Taoist, although the Jiyin Sect can only be regarded as a first- or second-rate sect in the ghost world, but when Qin cannot show up, there will definitely be no gains if he comes directly to the door. I wonder if there is one nearby. A market set up by the Yin Sect? As long as it costs a lot of money, it shouldn't be difficult to find out the source of the Yousui Grass."
Looking at the endless mountains and peaks in front of him, Qin Fengming thought for a while and said.
"Well, what the senior said is absolutely true. The Yin Sect is famous for growing spiritual grass. There are natural places in the city. Junior, let's go to the Yin Sect's city."
The old man surnamed Li did not object at all, and flew deep into the mountains as soon as he escaped from the light.
Finding a market within a radius of tens of thousands of miles is not an easy task. 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 discovered 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 after entering Fang City, the old man surnamed Li also discovered something strange here.
"Well, Fellow Daoist Li, be careful. There is something strange here. Can you 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 wary. His spiritual consciousness was released and he 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 was no trace of monk aura at all. This is indeed 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.
In this shop, apart from the absence of any personnel or goods, tables, chairs and other items are all available without any signs of damage. It seemed that the owner of the store had carefully arranged all the valuables before leaving.
I looked for several shops in a row and found almost all of them were the same.
It was as if all the shops in this market 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 we need to go to the Xianyin Sect."
With a flash of his body, Qin Fengming was already standing in the Jiyin Sect's shop in this city. Looking at the slightly messy scene in front of him, a trace of gloom suddenly appeared on his face.
It is not difficult to tell from 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 doors were wide open.
"Gah ga ga, there is another market here. It seems that we are lucky. Everyone, please quickly surround the market in front of us and don't let a ghost world monk 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 appeared. It shoots from the mountains in the distance.
As the demon mist spread, it almost instantly enveloped Fangshi...
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