In the mild case, the person becomes in a trance and depressed; in the worst case, he becomes an idiot or a vegetative state.
Ordinary cultivators can use the fragrance of this soul-seeking incense to sharpen their spiritual consciousness and continuously improve and strengthen it.
The evil cultivators often use the soul-suing incense to absorb the spiritual power of ordinary people, and then use some secret method to integrate the spiritual power in the soul-suing incense into their own consciousness to achieve the purpose of quickly improving their consciousness.
The person in front of me actually possesses Suohunxiang, but I don’t know what he wants to do?
Li Tianchen cast his spiritual consciousness towards this man and could vaguely detect that this man's cultivation level was at the first level of Nine Qi, and the other person's spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful, but slightly weaker than his.
"This is an extremely powerful person!"
Li Tianchen couldn't help but have an idea in his mind.
At this time, the man seemed to be vaguely aware of it, and his small eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
However, Li Tianchen's spiritual consciousness has reached a level that can be promoted to the sea of consciousness, which is definitely not comparable to this person.
Therefore, although the man was suspicious, he found nothing in the end.
"Am I being paranoid?"
The man frowned slightly and shook his head strangely.
At this time, Li Tianchen discovered that there were blank talismans placed on the left side of the man.
On the left side of the man, there was a red writing brush. Inside the inkstone was a piece of blood-red liquid. It was extremely viscous, but it was not cinnabar. There was a strong smell of blood inside, and it was clearly human blood.
The whole room was filled with gloomy wind, exuding a strange, cold and terrifying aura.
At this time, Bian Haoda and his son walked in cautiously.
They all changed their clothes and put on black robes. They stood facing the man with their heads bowed, their faces respectful and awe-inspiring.
"Meet the Master!"
Bian Haoda and his son said in unison.
A cold light flashed through the man's slightly narrowed eyes. He glanced at Bian Haoda and his son, and said in a cold voice: "Three people died after taking the medicine prescribed by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. The matter has become serious. Our plan has been successfully completed. You will all
There is no need to show your face anymore to avoid arousing suspicion."
Bian Haoda and his son bowed and said, "Yes."
"Father and son, who comes first?" the man said in a sinister voice.
Bian Haoda and his son could not help but tremble slightly. It was obvious that they were extremely frightened. They looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.
"Master... we, father and son, can be treated differently by you, entrusted with important tasks, and avenged great revenge. I am extremely grateful in my heart, but..." Bian Haoda licked his lips and mustered up the courage to say.
"Just what?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
Bian Haoda swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice: "Master is an expert outside the world. He is a great blessing in his life to be able to guide self-understanding and practice. Our Bian family will definitely repay the favor in the future, but you have to take out the spiritual power of our souls."
, can..."
"Hmph!" Before Bian Haoda could finish speaking, the man suddenly snorted coldly, and the air in the room suddenly became cold.
"You agreed willingly at the beginning, why? Now you want to regret it?" the man shouted coldly.
Bian Haoda and his son were shocked.
"No, no, we just hope that Master can use other methods. We are willing to do everything for you!" Bian Haoda said quickly.
"Jie Jie, I, Di Mu, have always said that I am the same person. There are many people who are willing to work for me, and there is no shortage of you two!"
The man said in a sinister voice and grinned: "To go back on what you promised is a breach of trust. As a member of the evil sect, how can I be so untrustworthy?"
As he spoke, the man who called himself Di Mu from the evil sect suddenly grabbed the brush at hand, which was stained with human blood in the inkstone. He waved it on the incense stick, bringing up a wisp of smoke, and immediately started writing in the air.
"arrest!"
A big bloody character appeared in the void.
"Ah~"
The next moment, Bian Haoda was hit by the big bloody mask with the word "death" on his body. He screamed and his body twisted and twitched violently.
Di Mu grabbed a copper bell from his arms and started shaking it rapidly.
The shrill sound of the bell resounded throughout the room.
Li Tianchen couldn't help but frown. Di Mu, the descendant of the evil sect, had endless evil ways, and this move was the soul-calling bell.
After the bell rang, Bian Haoda's struggle became more intense. A vague human-shaped smoke floated out from his body, but it was his living soul.
Di Mu recited the spell in his mouth, and saw Bian Haoda's soul in extreme pain, and he could not help but merge into a talisman.
Di Mu's eyes flashed with light, he quickly grabbed a blank talisman, and without hesitation, he started writing on it with the brush in his hand.
The talisman is covered with twisted and strange runes.
In just the blink of an eye, Di Mu refined a soul-producing talisman.
Li Tianchen saw all this clearly, and at this time he also understood the identity of this man. He was the descendant of the evil sect of one of the four major medical sects.
Although he didn't know much about the four major medical cultivation sects, Li Tianchen knew something about them from Xiao Zongze.
The evil sect is the only one among the four major medical cultivation sects that emphasizes evil medical skills. There have been poison doctors, witch doctors, talisman evil doctors, etc.
The Di Mu in front of him mainly uses talismans.
After losing his soul, Bian Haoda's body became stiff and he fell to the ground.
"Oh, I hate people who don't keep their promises the most in my life. You forced me to do this!" Di Mu had a sad expression on his face, as if his behavior was forced by Bian Haoda.
During this process, Bian Ziming was so frightened that he fell to his knees, his whole body was shaking violently, and he was sweating profusely.
"Master...Master, please let my dad go, I...we know we were wrong..." Bian Ziming kowtowed in fear and shouted intermittently.
Di Mu glanced sideways at Bian Ziming and said with a sinister smile: "You are really stubborn idiots! Only now do you know you regret it, it's too late!"
"Master... have mercy on me..." Bian Ziming burst into tears and hissed in fear.
"Okay, now that you have become a master and have gained a level two Qi cultivation, how can I be willing to refine you into a soul-producing talisman? As long as you are obedient, I will naturally not treat you badly."
Di Mu said casually: "What are you waiting for now?"
"yes……"
Bian Ziming's heart was trembling and his whole body was soaked. Under the tremendous pressure of terror, he hurriedly climbed to the incense burner.
A hint of fragrance was breathed into Bian Ziming's body.
Bian Ziming's body trembled suddenly, and after a fierce struggle, a shadow floated out of his body.
This phantom is part of Bian Ziming's spiritual power, which was absorbed by Suohun Incense and turned into a curl of smoke.
Bian Ziming's face became extremely painful and distorted.
Di Muxie laughed, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He immediately grabbed the soul-producing talisman, placed it on the soul-seeking incense and lit it.