"Damn, what the hell is that kid coming from!" It was the black-robed old man who had just fled from the Taoist audience who spoke.

He was hiding in a hollowed-out pine tree to heal his injuries, but then his heart was clouded.

"This bastard!" He couldn't help but roar, and the birds and beasts around him were scattered in all directions.

After testing, he found that the soul level was fine at this time, only slightly damaged, although it was difficult to recover, but the overall impact was not great, but the weirdest thing was that he felt that he seemed to be getting old again! It's not physical aging, it's the spiritual level, it's like the life that originally belonged to him was forcibly taken away!

"Haha! Ha~ha! He laughed angrily, he really didn't expect Lin Bingyang's methods to be so terrifying.

"Nearly one percent of the cells in the body are necrotic, and the spiritual power in the meridians has also been hollowed out! I didn't expect to encounter such a monster! The black-robed old man clenched his teeth and said.

Suddenly, a shrill laugh came into his ears with anger: "Hehe! You should thank the young master for his mercy! Otherwise, how would you survive until now?! ”

"Weasel!" The old man raised his head, and on the top of the dead tree sat a weasel, and his words were clearly from his mouth.

"A weasel dares to run rampant!" The black-robed old man, who was overwhelmed by anger, didn't notice the word young master in Huang Wu's mouth, and directly wanted to vent his accumulated anger on this weasel.

"Humph! The tiger is not powerful, and I am really a sick cat! Countless yin crows rolled out under the old man's black robe, and with thick black smoke, they pounced on Huang Wu, who looked stunned.

"Why don't you old man play his cards according to the routine?!" Huang Wu screamed and transformed into a human form, temporarily blocking the flying crows with his coat blessed by Lin Bingyang's power.

"Huh?!" At the moment when Huang Wu took out his coat, the old man felt Lin Bingyang's breath, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the yin crows returned to his black robe, and then asked, "What is the relationship between you and that guy?" ”

Seeing that all the yin crows had retreated, Huang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down and said, "I am a follower of the young master, and I came to look for you this time because of the young master's order. ”

"What does he want to do?" The old man looked at the rune on his left chest and said with a dark face.

You don't have to think about it to the old man can guess that there must be some restrictions on this mark, this weasel must have been traced over because of this, it is estimated that if Lin Bingyang makes a move, he will have a way to kill him with this mark, otherwise how could the other party let him go for no reason? !

"The young master asked me to tell you, don't leave in a hurry, otherwise it will be your death in three days, and he will take some time to come to look for you in these three days, and at the same time let me give you this thing." As he spoke, Huang Wu took out a porcelain bowl, which was the one that Lin Bingyang got from the restaurant where he had a sumptuous meal.

"What is this?" The old man said suspiciously, he could only feel that this thing seemed to be a magic weapon of no lower grade, and there was a large amount of soul aura on it, which was probably specially used for souls.

"This young master didn't explain to me in detail, but he will come to pick it up when he says it, I hope you can figure this thing out completely."

Huang Wu didn't dare to stay longer after conveying all the words, and changed into a weasel form again and stepped on the smoke and ran towards the road under the Yellow Mountain.

Originally, he planned to black-robe, but he didn't expect this guy to be a hard stubble, it seems that he can't afford to provoke him, and he has to complete other things that Lin Bingyang told him, so he must rush to the city first.

"Shoichi?!" After Huang Wu left, the black-robed old man looked at the pattern in the center of the bowl and whispered, he somewhat understood the reason why Lin Bingyang handed over this bowl to him.

"That's not right! This mark was left thousands of years ago, but the residual breath in the bowl was about a few hundred years ago, and it was more like a real move! After a careful observation, the black-robed old man corrected his words again.

He didn't continue to probe the porcelain bowl, after putting it away, the old man looked in the direction of the Taoist temple, and the resentment between his eyebrows showed that this matter could never end like this, even if he was being coerced by Lin Bingyang now, he would definitely make the invisible pay the price he deserved!

Lin Bingyang in the Taoist temple slowly opened his eyes, he used a method similar to that of Yang God not long ago to temporarily divide the soul and body into two parts, which also allowed him to explain some things to Huang Wu through spiritual power guidance without Feng Yeran and Xu Hengxi noticing, and helped him get the porcelain bowl.

Lin Bingyang originally intended to meet the black-robed old man directly, but in order to prevent the other party from hurting his soul without scruples, he chose such a compromise plan.

"You're awake!" Feng Yeran breathed a sigh of relief and said, she was really a little worried that Lin Bingyang would fall asleep forever.

"I'm just in a bit of poor physical condition, so it's okay to rest for a while." Lin Bingyang replied.

"Then you can rest first! Call me again for something. Feng Yeran put the freshly boiled chicken soup in Lin Bingyang's window and left the bedroom.

"Alas! Obviously, my injuries are not light! Our senior sister is so eccentric! In the bedroom opposite the room where Lin Bingyang was, Xu Hengxi looked at Feng Ye, who served chicken soup to Lin Bingyang, and said sourly.

"That's the reality! Everything is unfair, but I will never give up! Xu Hengxi puffed himself up, he must snatch Feng Yeran back from Lin Bingyang's hands, even if the two actually have nothing to do with each other.

Looking at Feng Yeran who left the room, Lin Bingyang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a wound was also opened in his chest, and a small jar of black blood flowed out, which was a symbol that he had opened the second main meridian!

"Refining all these powers, you should be able to open up the sixth meridian!" Lin Bingyang said after feeling the spiritual power reserves in the scepter.

This time, the use of "Mixed Yuan Devour" was not optimal, but it absorbed less than two percent of the spiritual power that the old man in the black robe could transform into his body, otherwise the 12 main meridians should be able to penetrate through.

"There should be an inextricable relationship between this old guy and the invisible, and Feng Yeran's identity is obviously not simple, the forbidden spirit seal is not a good thing......" Lin Bingyang was recalling what had just happened, compared to the methods of the black-robed old man, the forbidden spirit seal in Feng Yeran's body was more interesting to him.

"The Forbidden Spirit Seal is a double-edged sword!" Lin Bingyang sighed and said, "This secret method will not only seal the uncontrollable power in the user's body, but also seal some memories together, and what about the past without eating Feng Yeran?" ”