Yao Guang replied: "According to the long poem of Northern Xinjiang, there is a stone in the north called "Huiyin", which is connected to the land of the netherworld. It can bring the souls of the human world into the netherworld, and the souls of the netherworld back to the human world."
After hearing this, not only Feng Danyuan's expression became stern, but also Nan Ming's eyes also changed.
Yao Guang continued: "But this kind of stone only exists in ancient legends from the time of the high priest Tianyu. The record of the long poem in Northern Xinjiang began with the high priest Tianyu. The high priest Tianyu has never seen it.
There are no sacrifices either.”
"Therefore, I just guessed that this stone is very similar to the Huiyin Stone, but I am not sure whether it is."
Feng Danyuan frowned slightly: "What are the identities of those men in black?"
Yao Guang replied: "They are wizards. The witchcraft they use is very ancient and very cruel. I can't understand what they say."
Feng Danyuan couldn't help but look towards Nanming, who happened to be looking towards him too.
Their eyes met, and Nan Ming said with his eyes: I'll go ask.
Feng Danyuan replied tacitly with his eyes: OK.
*
The wizard in black was imprisoned in the forbidden room of the temple, guarded by layers of secret guards, making him impregnable.
As soon as Feng Danyuan arrived, he directly used "Canghailu" to lift the black cloth covering their faces.
Feng Danyuan and Nan Ming were both a little surprised when they saw the tattooed face under the black cloth.
The wizard was very angry and his eyes were as cold as a biting wolf.
Feng Danyuan responded with a colder look: "I don't care whether you understand or not, I will peel off your paintings in front of me!"
With a raised hand, "Canghailu" was like an invisible giant hand, throwing the wizard at the front a few feet away, and said coldly: "Whoever comes, take him to the next room first, and I will examine him one by one.
"
When those wizards saw the power of "Canghailu", there was obviously a look of astonishment in their eyes.
After Feng Danyuan finished scaring a group of people, he went to a smaller forbidden room on the other side and began to interrogate them carefully.
"Nan Ming, ask him, how to restore the sanity of a person who has had his soul removed?"
Nanming asked in the ancient Yi language.
The wizard was silent.
Feng Danyuan's peach-blossom eyes were full of anger and he ordered his men: "Bring the scepter."
After getting the two scepters, he took the one with red stone and threw the other one with green stone to Nanming.
"You don't want to say that, do you? OK, then I will extract your soul and then send the wolf soul into your body to see how you can save yourself."
Nanming looked at the wizard with the same cold eyes and translated Feng Danyuan's words.
The wizard was still very calm, as if he was determined about something.
Feng Danyuan understood. He raised his red lips slightly, with a mocking look on his face: "Do you think that I don't know the witchcraft of extracting souls? I really don't know how to do it. I have seen it many times, and even a fool can do it.
Not to mention that I am not a fool."
Nanming glanced at Feng Danyuan calmly: Really?
Feng Danyuan spoke directly with facts.
With a flip of his hand, "Canghailu" turned into thousands of threads, wrapping around the red stone on the scepter.
The stone lit up and glowed red.
The wizard's cold eyes were finally no longer cold.
