There is no malicious intention, there must be a purpose.
The man suddenly appeared with an undisguised smile and admiration on his face.
She has red and phoenix eyes and clear outlines. She is actually very elegant even in a simple gown.
The aura emanating from all over his body made Feng Mian's heart skip a beat. He looked like he was only in his twenties, but he actually had such a strong aura. This kind of feeling could only be felt by people of higher rank.
The Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang were seriously injured and fell to the ground. They were panicking and staring at Feng Mian in horror.
They knew better that Feng Mian would not let them go due to his past grievances with Southern Xinjiang. Begging for mercy was just a chance to survive. Even if they followed Feng Mian's orders from now on, they would not suffer a loss.
At this time, Feng Mian paid no attention to the man with red and phoenix eyes, but stared at the Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang in a deep voice.
Feng Mian had already guessed something from the five ghosts' eyes. They looked at the man, and the emotions in their eyes changed rapidly. Just as they were about to blurt out something, the man glared back.
"You are really willing to follow me and listen to my orders? Don't you regret it?"
The Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang immediately knelt on the ground, bowed their hands respectfully, and bowed their heads.
"That's right! Since you defeated our invincible puppet, you are our master. From now on, as long as you give your orders, we will do whatever it takes, even if it means going through fire and water."
Feng Mian turned around, clasped one hand behind his back, looked into the distance, and said lightly: "How can I trust you? You could betray Nanjiang Kingdom at the beginning, but will you be able to betray me one day in the future?"
"No! Absolutely not! We are puppet masters, and we are also some of the ghost masters in southern Xinjiang. We have unique ghost skills, which will definitely be of great use to you in the future."
He glanced at the five ghosts lightly, and saw that the aura on them was indeed very special. If Feng Mian really wanted to break into the underworld soon, maybe it would really be of some use, why not just accept them?
"What's the use of just talking? Don't you have any actual actions to show your determination? Why should I take the risk if you can't just talk? It's called raising tigers to cause trouble!"
The next moment, the five ghosts from Southern Xinjiang suddenly stood up and looked at Feng Mian.
"Feng Mian, what do you want from us? After all, we were also famous puppet masters in Southern Xinjiang back then. We are also good at ghost arts, so everyone must respect us. Why are we looked down upon when we come to you!"
Turning around quickly, Feng Mian glanced over, and his aura surrounded them.
"You have such a temperament that you really need to temper it. You can't stand even a few words? How can you completely obey me in the future? Let me tell you, even if I kill you now, I don't feel any pity."
During the stalemate, the man with red phoenix eyes took a step forward and stood next to Feng Mian.
"Master Feng Mian, if you don't mind, I have an idea..."
When the man spoke, the five ghosts subconsciously took a few steps back, but still did not dare to speak.
He raised his hand and turned it over, and there was a mysterious, transparent mark on his palm.
Feng Mian frowned and looked, only to see that there were countless small, densely packed runes on the mark. Each rune echoed each other, and the connection was very mysterious.
"Since they are called the Five Ghosts of Southern Border, this soul-controlling talisman is just right to restrain their aura. As long as I inject your blood into it, Mr. Feng Mian, and then penetrate it into their bodies, you can get rid of them once and for all."
Changing the topic, the man with red phoenix eyes continued: "Even if the five ghosts of Southern Xinjiang attack you in the future,
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It doesn’t have any real effect. So it’s good to have it with you and have five people serving tea and water.”
Clenching their fists, although the Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang were angry, they were also aggrieved.
Feng Mian defeated their puppets, which was the strongest method. They were unable to resist after being backlashed. In addition, they obviously knew who the red-phoenix-eyed man was, so they didn't dare to resist even more.
The five ghosts in Southern Xinjiang were powerful beings back then. When they thought about having to serve Feng Mian with tea and water in the future, their faces instantly turned into the color of pig liver. They were as ugly as they could be.
Feng Mian raised his head and looked at the man with pink and phoenix eyes.
"Tell me, what conditions do you have? There is no help for no reason in this world, not to mention that you and I have no contact at all, so there must be something up. Let's get straight to the point, so that everyone can avoid guessing."
The man with red phoenix eyes raised his eyebrows and smiled cheerfully: "Young Master Feng Mian is really straightforward! Yes, I do have some intentions and want to make friends with you. But I have already said that I have no ill intentions, so don't worry."
With a flick of his finger, the soul-controlling talisman sank into the eyebrows of the five ghosts. A breath immediately spread throughout their bodies.
He held a drop of blood in his palm and handed it to Feng Mian: "From now on, as long as this drop of original blood is there, they will not be able to escape from your hands, nor will they be disrespectful to you. They can use them at will."
Feng Mian nodded without being pretentious. He raised his hand and waved: "You should leave first. I don't want to see you now."
Turning his head, Feng Mian looked at the man with pink and phoenix eyes. They fell into silence for a moment.
After a long while, Feng Mian was the first to break: "There is no one around now. It's just between you and me. If you have anything to say, just say it. I, Feng Mian, am not used to pretending to be familiar with a stranger like this. Don't you think
Is it embarrassing?”
I don't have the time or the mood to get entangled with him. Since I have never shown any malice, I shouldn't be an enemy, at least not for the time being. If it's for the space of the Divine Pillar, then there is no need to talk nonsense.
The man with pink and phoenix eyes stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Master Feng Mian, why don't we talk as we walk. You are not familiar with this lawless place, so why don't you let me introduce it to you. I am Pang Sanqian, who is from the Black Prison City ahead. I really want to make friends with you."
The two of them walked forward, Feng Mian remained silent at first, listening to his introduction. But when he said the word "sincerity", Feng Mian suddenly stopped: "Oh? Really? Mr. Pang really wants to make friends with me? Pure and simple.
of?"
He glanced over and fixed his gaze on Pang Sanqian.
"Mr. Pang, I noticed it as soon as you appeared. It is impossible for such a perfect person to be able to hide within the range of my aura. It is impossible for you to be an ordinary cultivator. And the aura of a superior person in you is not simple either.
"
"It is the best soul-controlling talisman as soon as it is released. Is this something that ordinary people can easily take out? Therefore, even if a person's identity is tried hard to hide, his daily habits cannot be changed."
When the conversation changed, Feng Mian stared at Pang Sanqian deeply and sharply.
"Or, Mr. Pang did it on purpose from the beginning. He deliberately wanted me to notice, and deliberately asked me to take the initiative to raise these questions. But what's the point of all this? It's better to be more direct."
"Haha...haha... Mr. Feng is really sharp and quick to talk. I, Pang Sanqian, rarely admire someone, but you, Feng Mian, am one. The aura on your body is also extraordinary, but you hide it very well, almost perfectly."
Pang Sanqian made no secret of his appreciation for Feng Mian and admired him from the bottom of his heart.
"A man of influence in the Cangling world, overturned
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Both Mie Shengtian Academy and Wei Shengtian died in your hands. The Realm Alliance almost disappeared because of you. When I came to this wilderness, I even wanted to keep a low profile because my reputation was so loud."
It turns out that Pang Sanqian knew everything about Feng Mian. Therefore, it is even more certain that he approached Feng Mian deliberately. Then there is only one possibility: to try to seize the space of the Divine Pillar in a different way.
Frowning slightly, Feng Mian smiled faintly: "So I'm already so good? What a surprise!"
"But from just now to now, Mr. Pang seems to have not introduced his true identity. I have already said that since I have noticed it, there is no point in you continuing to hide it, right?"
Although the changes in the five ghosts' fear of him are difficult to detect, they cannot escape Feng Mian's eyes.
What is it that makes the Five Ghosts of Southern Xinjiang so fearful? And what is his identity that allows him to take out the soul-controlling talisman so easily? All signs indicate that Pang Sanqian is no ordinary cultivator.
"Haha... Mr. Feng's acumen is really beyond my expectations. However, there is nothing to say about my identity. I just try to make myself stronger in order to survive. No one dares to look down on me."
Suddenly he became serious, and Pang Sanqian said to Feng Mian: "Master Feng, don't mind, my purpose is very simple. Others are afraid of avoiding you, but I, Pang Sanqian, want to do the opposite and really want to make friends with you."
The center of the wilderness is a lawless place. The strong are respected, and strength is the foundation of everything.
"Master Feng Mian, your goal is the Shengtian Secret Formation, the last and most important link in the foundation of Shengtian Academy. I don't care what you want to do, I am willing to help you."
His face darkened, Feng Mian stared at Pang Sanqian deeply.
"As expected, you investigated me. The rest are open secrets, but I didn't tell anyone that I was going to the Holy Heaven Secret Formation. Without careful investigation, it would have been impossible to know. You..."
He stepped back and put some distance between himself and Pang Sanqian. He stared at him warily: "You are also here for the rare treasure on my body? You just want to use roundabout tactics to make me hand it over to you willingly, right?"
Suddenly, the expression on Pang Sanqian's face changed, and the aura on his body surged instantly, spreading in all directions, and then concentrated on Feng Mian's face. The impact was so powerful that the latter must take it seriously.
"Master Feng, I think this is normal. People who know your whereabouts and dare to follow you here are not doing it for the rare treasure you have. Do they really want to make friends with you? But I didn't expect that you would be so vigilant.
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He casually waved his sleeves and robe, and faint golden light rippled on Feng Mian's body.
"Haha... Is it okay if I don't be vigilant? If a few more powerful men of your strength besiege me, then I may not be able to reach the Holy Heaven Secret Array and I will be wiped out. These are all based on experience."
His eyes changed, and an aura rose. The darkness finally began to surge around him.
Figures appeared one after another, standing around the two of them, surrounding the battle circle in the center.
"Lord Commander, we are all ready, shall we take action now? It's just Feng Mian, so don't bother, just take it back. His subordinates don't believe him and refuse to hand over the things!"
The ruler? This Pang Sanqian in front of him is the ruler? No wonder he has the aura of a superior person.
"So, you are the only ruler of this vast wilderness that is not subject to any jurisdiction and is a lawless place. I have to express my admiration for being able to do this here. But what if I still don't want to cooperate?"