Qin Fengming felt very relieved about the old man surnamed Li and the monk surnamed Yan.
After several years of companionship, Qin Fengming also had a rough understanding of the nature of these two ghost king monks. Although these two people practiced ghost techniques, their natures were not cruel and easy to kill.
On the contrary, people have what is called loyalty in the martial arts.
And some of the monks they had befriended were relatively upright people. With the rewards of many precious materials and treasures, Qin Fengming felt even more at ease with the two of them.
Looking at the two elders of the Ghost Talisman Sect on the ground in front of him, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed with sparkle. With a wave of his hand, two rays of energy entered their bodies.
As a majestic energy entered the body, the old man named Wang from Guifu Sect and the middle-aged monk named Feng woke up and sat up one after another.
"Ah, who are you? Why do you want to capture me?"
As soon as he woke up, the old man surnamed Wang was horrified. Thinking back to what happened just now, he still didn't understand the situation at this moment. However, as a monk in the middle stage of Ghost Lord, he still calmed down slightly and spoke sternly.
As to why he was captured, this mid-level ghost king monk still felt fear in his heart.
He was already aware of the other party's green light magic weapon at that time, but the speed of the magic weapon was too fast. Almost before he noticed it, the magic weapon had already broken through his body-protecting aura and arrived in front of him.
With his ability as a ghost king in the middle stage, even if he tried to dodge or use his magic weapon to intercept, it would be useless. As the green light passed through his left shoulder, he immediately felt an extremely powerful soul power.
It suddenly swept towards his sea of consciousness, imprisoning his sea of consciousness in almost a flash.
With such a powerful magic weapon, even the old man surnamed Wang, who practiced the ghost method, was extremely frightened.
The middle-aged monk suddenly woke up, and his complexion suddenly changed drastically. There was no trace of blood on his originally pale face. He did not say anything. He just stared at Qin Fengming with a frightened look in his eyes.
The huge pressure of the two five-color giant palms that frightened him at first, but he has never recovered from the fear until now.
This middle-aged monk named Feng has only been in the early stage of Ghost Lord for more than ten years.
After he advanced, he did not travel out, and he had never seen the methods of a great monk in his life. Therefore, after seeing such a huge attack that made him unable to resist at all, he could not recover for a long time.
"Two Taoist friends, since you have been captured by Qin, you should stop doing what he wants. Qin also told me that I am a monk in the human world. I came here because of my fame. I just want to learn the two talismans of your sect."
As long as the two of you can teach the mantra with all your heart, Qin guarantees that he will release the two fellow Taoists without any harm."
"Ah, are you a monk from the human world? It turns out that you are the person from the human world that Uncle Bai issued an order to capture alive." Hearing that Qin Fengming admitted that he was a monk from the human world, the old man in the middle stage of Ghost King and the middle-aged monk had similar expressions.
They were startled, and after looking at each other, the old man surnamed Wang said this without showing much shock.
"Uncle Bai, are you talking about the Supreme Elder Bai from Guifu Sect? You don't know what he wants to capture Qin?"
Although he didn't know who the monk in front of him was Master Bai, Qin Fengming's mind immediately thought of the old man surnamed Bai who had a fight with him. He later heard from the old man surnamed Li that the escaped Bai
The man named old is a direct descendant of a Supreme Elder from Guifu Sect.
At this moment, he was startled, and he immediately knew the origin of Uncle Bai. However, he was still puzzled by the fact that an elder from the Ghost Talisman Sect issued an order to capture him, a monk from the human world.
"Uncle Bai is an elder of our Guifu Sect. As for why he wants to capture fellow Taoist, Wang doesn't know." Although the magic power in his body was controlled, the expression on the face of the old man named Wang has returned to normal.
, his eyes were focused, he looked at Qin Fengming, and said without any strange tone.
Looking at the two Guifu Sect monks in front of him, Qin Fengming also had thoughts flashing in his mind.
When he fought with the middle-term monk surnamed Bai, he didn't gain any benefit at all, so he also lost a lot of cherished thunder talismans. If the other party hadn't been afraid of the silver scabbard worm, Qin Fengming would have wasted one.
What about the Fierce Sun Pearl that I cherish even more?
Unexpectedly, after the old man named Bai returned, he actually informed his family ancestor and issued an edict to capture him.
Regarding this kind of thing, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Hmph, if you want to capture Mr. Qin, you, the Ghost Talisman Sect, will have to suffer huge losses. It may even cause your Ghost Talisman Sect's strength to be greatly damaged, or maybe. As long as you guys from the Ghost Talisman Sect dare to come, then Mr. Qin will
Let it never come back."
Listening to the threatening words of the young monk in front of him, the old man surnamed Wang could not help but feel a chill in his heart. Although the monk in front of him was only in the early stage of ghost king and did not really fight with the monk in front of him, the power of the magic weapon that the other party used to attack him sneakily
It's so powerful, he still has some experience of it.
Even though he is in the middle stage of Ghost Lord and considers himself to have good secret skills, he fell into the opponent's hands without the slightest resistance. Of course, none of the other middle stage ghost king monks in Ghost Talisman Sect can escape from him.
This is a sneak attack.
"Okay, Qin will ignore that Taishang Elder named Bai. Now you and I will have a good talk. Do you two agree to Qin's request just now and teach Qin your ghost talisman in the exact same way?"
Two advanced talisman spells for the door?”
With a flash of eyes, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated, stared at the two Ghost Talisman Sect monks, and asked calmly.
"Advanced talisman spell? What advanced talisman?" The old man surnamed Wang also had a serious look on his face and said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, why should you ask knowingly? What Qin is talking about is the cloud piercing cone and the shadow talisman."
"You actually know that our Ghost Talisman Sect has these two high-level talismans? It seems that you must have made a lot of preparations. Don't you know that these two talismans are the foundation of our Ghost Talisman Sect? Every member
Do practitioners have to make an oath? If I am greedy for life and afraid of death, and teach these two talismans to fellow Taoists, then I will die suddenly on the spot when I return to the sect. There is no difference between dying unexpectedly and dying in the hands of fellow Taoists.
There’s no difference.”
Looking at Qin Fengming, the old man surnamed Wang showed a hint of sarcasm on his face. It seemed that he did not take Qin Fengming's words to heart at all, and he had no regard for his own life or death.
Hearing the words of the old man named Wang, the middle-aged monk sitting next to him was also shocked, and his expression became a little firmer.
"Hahaha, Qin didn't expect to get anything useful from the two Taoist friends. Since the two Taoists said this, Qin has no choice but to offend him."
Qin Fengming didn't seem to be surprised at all by the two men's behavior. He smiled slightly and said nothing more. He stretched out his palm and covered the middle-aged monk with his hand wrapped in runes.
In the frightened gaze of the middle-aged monk, an extremely powerful power of the soul has invaded his body...
"Well, although there is nothing in this person's memory that makes Qin happy, he has gained a little bit. Now it's Taoist friend's turn." After less than half a cup of tea, Qin Fengming had already retracted his palm,
He whispered without much change on his face.
The middle-aged monk fell into coma again, his body went limp and he lay down on the ground.