The monk surnamed Yan's face turned terrified, and he took the jade slip in Qin Fengming's hand, and his divine sense just sank into it, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

I saw that in the jade slip, where he had originally used his spiritual power to depict the two handwritings, there was no handwriting left at this time, only a square that seemed to have been deliberately smeared with energy was stored on it.

"Ah, this ...... This...... How did this happen?"

In the exclamation, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan was stunned on the spot.

He had been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, but he had never encountered such a situation. Obviously, the two fonts in his memory had been completely printed into the jade slip in his hand, but at this time, there was not the slightest handwriting on it.

"Yan Daoyou, don't be surprised, Daoyou has engraved the text into the jade slip Qin Mou knows it, and in this case, Qin Mou can guess a few reasons. Qin wanted to know if the small sect that Yan Daoyou wanted to join at the beginning still existed at this time?"

The monk surnamed Yan was not familiar with the magic array talisman, so it was naturally impossible to know, and if the profound and mysterious spells were not spell masters, it would be difficult for others to record them completely.

As a formation master, Qin Fengming knew that if the scroll in his hand was checked by a Cheng Dan realm cultivator, he might definitely be attacked by the words in the scroll with just a glance, and there would be no doubt that he would fall on the spot.

Even the monks surnamed Yan will be unstable, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Ah, although the ancestor of the younger generation was a monk of Huangquan Palace, but after leaving Huangquan Palace, he went to Jian'an Mansion, and the younger generation grew up in a border of Jian'an Mansion since he was a child. When he cultivated to the realm of ghost generals, the family sent his junior to the Baji Gate, which was only twenty or thirty thousand miles away from the family.

The Baji Sect is considered a large sect within a radius of 100,000 miles where the younger family is located, but at this time, it is only equivalent to a third- or fourth-rate sect. There were only two or three Ghost Monarch realm cultivators in the gate. Whether he is still alive at this time, the younger generation does not know. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Yan didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, his face was slightly solemn, and he explained in detail.

"Well, Qin forgot about it, Daoyou and Li Daoyou were both from Jian'an Mansion, it seems that we have to go back to Jian'an Mansion. ”

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Yan, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Looking at the calm face of the young monk in front of him, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan also felt a wave in his heart. Just now, when he looked at the scroll, he had already been a little more careful after being reminded by Qin Fengming, but he was still in danger of being captured by the words on it.

But looking at the face of the young man in front of him just now, his expression was extremely calm, as if he had not been attacked by that strange energy. This alone made the monk surnamed Yan extremely impressed in his heart.

For the jet-black scroll in his hand, Qin Fengming's heart was also extremely uneasy.

Based on his understanding of spells, this scroll must be a book on spells. And it's definitely not a modern thing in the ghost world. Maybe it's something left over from the upper realm, but it's also very possible.

Since the monk surnamed Yan in front of him had seen two similar texts recorded on the rock, it was enough to show that the Eight Poles Gate must also be a long-standing sect. It is even more likely that there are classics in this script of zài. Don't go searching. He wouldn't be at ease.

Carefully storing the jet-black scroll into the carry-on storage ring, Qin Fengming once again looked for the Xie family's ancestor to refine the array. In the months that followed, Qin Fengming continued to study the Xie family's collection.

Along the way, he really gained a lot.

Although he did not find the refining method and spell of the Ten Thousand Swords Soul Locking Array that the Xie family relied on for his name, he had seen a lot of refining experience of the ancestors of the Xie family in the past dynasties.

This is undoubtedly a lot more important for Qin Fengming's magic array refining.

"Senior, the front is the sphere of influence of the Yin Sect, please show me the seniors, how should we proceed next?"

Before you know it, four or five months have passed. Although the old man surnamed Li was not moving fast, with his caution, he did not encounter any powerful monks along the way. finally settled down to the place under the jurisdiction of the Yin Sect.

In a flash, Qin Fengming appeared in front of the old man surnamed Li.

"Fellow Daoist, although the Yin Sect can only be regarded as a first- or second-rate sect in the ghost world, if Qin cannot show up, he will definitely not gain anything by going directly to the door. I don't know if there is a fang market set up by the Yin Sect nearby, as long as it costs a lot of money, it shouldn't be difficult to find out the origin of the secluded grass. ”

Looking at the mountains and peaks in front of him, and the peaks of the mountains that could not be seen, Qin Fengming said after thinking for a while.

"Well, what the predecessors said is extremely true, the Yin Sect is known for cultivating spiritual grass. Fang City naturally exists, so the younger generation will go to Zongfang City. ”

The old man surnamed Li did not have the slightest objection, and flew towards the depths of the mountain.

Finding a market within a radius of tens of thousands of miles is not an easy task. It took the old man surnamed Li three days to find a fang market on top of a tall mountain.

The old man surnamed Li entered the Fang City, but Qin Fengming found that there were only thirty or forty shops in this Fang City, but what was surprising was that there was not a single monk in this Fang City.

"Senior, there is a strange aura here, how can there be no monk in the huge Dafang City. ”

Just entered the Fang City, the old man surnamed Li also discovered that this place was strange.

"Well, Li Daoyou be careful, there is indeed something strange here. You go into the next shop and see what's going on inside?"

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be vigilant. The Divine Consciousness was released, and he glanced at the entire Fang City, leaving him speechless, the prohibition in all the shops had not expired, and it was still difficult for the Divine Sense to penetrate into it.

But in the huge Dafang City, there was not even the slightest hint of monk's breath. This is indeed.

Under careful vigilance, the old man surnamed Li raised his hand to open the door of the most marginal shop and stepped into it.

In this shop, except for the slightest person or merchandise, there are all kinds of tables, chairs and other items, and there is no sign of damage. It seems that when the owner of the shop left, he had carefully arranged all the valuable things before taking them away.

I searched for several shops in a row, and almost all of them were the same.

It's as if all the shops in this market have been evacuated in an orderly manner overnight.

"Something must have happened here, otherwise how could such a fang market suddenly be hollowed out?" Li Daoyou, it seems that I need to go to the Yin Sect and his party. ”

In a flash, Qin Fengming was already standing in the shop of the Yin Sect in this city. Looking at the slightly messy scene in front of him, a trace of gloom suddenly appeared on his face.

Based on the situation at the scene, it is not difficult to see that the people of the Yin Sect left in a hurry than other shops, because the entire store was full of tables and chairs toppled over on the upper and lower floors, and the doors of the store were wide open.

"Quack, there is another Fang Market here, it seems that I am lucky, everyone, quickly besiege the Fang City in front of you, and Hugh will let go of a ghost realm monk. ”

Just as the old man surnamed Li agreed and turned around to go downstairs from the third floor of the Yin Sect store, a sound of unbridled laughter suddenly came from a distance, and then he saw a huge demon mist in the distance, and a large number of figures shot from the mountains in the distance.

As the demonic mist spread, it enveloped the fang market almost instantly......