As the middle-aged monk spoke, a storage bracelet appeared in his hand. He raised his hand slightly and a robe was already put on him.
The middle-aged monk's explanation of the soul-eating beast made Qin Fengming's heart suddenly brighten.
Regarding the soul-eating beast, he had always known that it could swallow souls and had a powerful restraint effect on souls and ghost cultivators. However, he had no idea about the realm of the soul-eating beast.
Now that he knew the details of the soul-eating beast, he couldn't help but be shocked. But the soul pill turned into nine pill babies. Such a thing was beyond his imagination.
The soul-eating beast was able to condense eight soul pills, and it had to swallow tens of millions of souls to do so. Qin Fengming could no longer imagine how many souls would be needed to condense the pill infants, and there were still nine.
At the same time, what shocked Qin Fengming even more was the state of the middle-aged himself at this time.
The illusive figure in front of him gradually solidified, producing blood and flesh. Even though Qin Fengming was well-informed, he could not help but be greatly shocked by the magical powers of the middle-aged monk in front of him.
A skeleton that can quickly condense blood and flesh has never been seen before in the magical power of the immortal world that he knows. Even if it exists, it is just a result of the monk's own flesh and blood being damaged and quickly grown through secret techniques. Absolutely not.
This is the moment when bones turn into flesh.
At this moment, the middle-aged monk's cultivation, although the energy wave aura revealed was at the peak of aggregation, but Qin Fengming felt that there was a powerful soul hidden in his body that frightened him.
It is very obvious that at this moment, the middle-aged monk's soul state in his body is still in the late stage of spiritual enlightenment.
At the same time, something even more shocking appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.
He looked gloomy at this moment, and if he hadn't suppressed it so hard, his body would have been trembling a little at this moment.
What can cause Qin Fengming to have such a big reaction is, of course, not only the matter of the bones and flesh that the middle-aged monk has in front of him at this moment. It is also not the powerful divine aura exuded by the middle-aged monk that cannot understand the realm of the later stages of gods.
The reason why he had such a big reaction was probably because of the strange aura that suddenly appeared in his body and it was difficult to understand the reason.
The surging aura at this moment has given him an extremely obvious message. And that message is urging him to complete a contract quickly.
"Senior, have you ever heard of Xia Yuqi's name?" Without any further hesitation, Qin Fengming blurted out a name following the middle-aged monk's words.
"Xia Yuqi, you actually asked me Xia Yuqi's name? How did you know this name? Have you ever been to a place called Icefield Island?"
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, the middle-aged monk who had previously been calm and seemed to have everything under control suddenly became startled, and his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a look of deep contemplation.
After a moment, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and a decisive shout came from his mouth. It seemed that he suddenly thought of something extremely important.
At the same time, a majestic momentum surged out rapidly from the solid body. This momentum carried a murderous intention that forced people's hearts.
The momentum filled the air and immediately enveloped Qin Fengming.
It seems that as long as his spiritual thoughts move, Qin Fengming can be captured and killed on the spot.
Although the middle-aged monk did not admit it, his series of questions undoubtedly showed that he naturally knew Xia Yuqi.
Looking at the middle-aged monk with murderous intent in front of him, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly shuddered, and a bad premonition that had already existed in his heart emerged.
But at this time, it was naturally not the time for him to think too much. He took a deep breath and quickly cleared away the strange feeling in his heart. His eyes showed a firm expression, and he bowed to the middle-aged man and said again:
"Senior, don't be impatient. Let me tell you later slowly. What my senior said is true. I have indeed been to Icefield Island and entered Yunmeng Mountain.
It was in Yunmeng Mountain that the junior met a wisp of spiritual thought from Senior Xia. The junior promised Senior Xia to bring a secret matter to a person related to Senior Xia. From the senior, he actually felt the feeling of Senior Xia.
A kind of breath left by the senior in the body of the junior. Therefore, I want to ask the senior."
In front of him, in his middle age, although his cultivation realm has reached the peak of aggregation, Qin Fengming still directly calls him senior. Because this person with condensed soul and essence should be the reincarnation person Xia Yuqi asked him to find.
The reincarnation of a Mahayana monk was able to condense a physical body from the state of soul essence in an instant. Qin Fengming really no longer felt strange.
Mahayana is the most advanced existence in the spiritual world.
Some of the secret arts and magical powers he knows only exist in the upper world. They can be condensed into soul essence and produce blood and flesh from their own bones. Of course, the secret arts of the fairy world can do this.
At this moment, Qin Fengming was of course convinced that the middle-aged man in front of him was the reincarnation of Xia Yuqi.
Although the middle-aged man and Xia Yuqi look different at this moment, Qin Fengming feels that there are two similarities in their demeanor and tone.
As for how the middle-aged ghost in front of him could proclaim himself a god and condense into a spirit essence, Qin Fengming was curious, but he couldn't ask.
"Yes, I have some relationship with Senior Xia, and I am his direct descendant. I think you should recognize the characters in this picture." The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and after a moment, his expression trembled, as if he thought of something, and he raised his hand
Suddenly, a fluorescent silk handkerchief appeared in front of Qin Fengming.
With a shake of his hand, a piece of brocade silk about ten feet in size appeared in the air. Under the fluorescent light, a standing old man with an immortal spirit was revealed on the brocade silk.
Just by looking at this silk handkerchief, Qin Fengming can tell that this brocade silk is an extremely rare and precious thing.
The old man revealed on the brocade silk was certainly familiar to Qin Fengming. He was the old man transformed by Mahayana divine thoughts that he had seen in the Xuanfeng Hall in Yunmeng Mountain.
"Senior is really the successor of Senior Xia. Now that I have found Senior, I should naturally tell Senior Xia about my promise..."
Qin Fengming signed a contract under Xia Yuqi's strong pressure, which was to inform his descendants of the situation in the land of louse and dragon in the ghost world.
Qin Fengming naturally did not dare to violate this point. No matter what happened to the monks in front of him in the future, he must complete this contract.
It took half an hour for Qin Fengming to repeat what he had said to Xia Yuqi almost word for word.
As he finished speaking, the strange feeling in his body disappeared immediately.
This made Qin Fengming look startled. He had signed many contracts before, but no matter what, he had never felt like this after completing the contract.
It seems that what Xia Yuqi asked him to sign at the beginning should also be a kind of upper realm contract.
With Xia Yuqi's strength, of course he would not tamper with the contract. Even if his descendant's cultivation level is not high, Xia Yuqi can be sure that Qin Fengming would not dare to do anything not according to the words of the contract. He would not dare to do anything to his descendant.
Evil exists.
Of course, Xia Yuqi also knew that as long as Qin Fengming could sense the existence of his reincarnated person, his successor's cultivation level would definitely surpass Qin Fengming's. This was also the effect of the energy left in Qin Fengming's body.
Listening to Qin Fengming's narration, the middle-aged monk's face became extremely solemn.
The middle-aged monk who had just recovered some memories did not have the impression of turning into a treasure ghost to refine the secret technique, but he could still judge the secret technique that could make his mind so obsessed with it, even if Qin Fengming did not say it was an immortal technique.
This skill is extraordinary.
The sparkle in his eyes showed that the middle-aged monk was thinking about something rapidly in his mind.
"Very good, I didn't expect that you are actually related to the ancestor. In this way, I can't kill you. You can hand over a ray of your soul now and follow me from now on."