There was not much information in the jade slip, and Han Bing read it in one go, and his eyes gradually showed a bright light. This spell allows the caster to rely on their soul power to cast a curse on others and control them to become their own puppets.

Once the soul spell ritual is completed, it is extremely difficult to control the puppeteer for life. The more Han Bing studied, the more frightened he became, the creator of this technique could be described as a genius. In this chaotic cultivation realm, the probability of betrayal between friends is far higher than that of puppets. He was unconsciously attracted to the exercises.

Coming to a stone room in the canyon, Han Bing meditated on the spot, the spiritual power in his body was working, and he began to cultivate. The aura inside the stone room, as Han Bing expected, was indeed much richer than outside.

Three days later, in the main hall on the first floor of the Fengshen Pagoda, several disciples gathered together, and these people, without exception, showed excitement on their faces.

"Hahaha, if we are given more time, we will definitely be able to dig up the entire vein of spirit stones. One of the disciples laughed.

"Shhhhhh Someone made a silent gesture, and then, several people understood, each holding his hand to his mouth and snickering.

Liu Yue walked out of the back room, glanced at a few people, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Deputy Sect Master, a few of us have come to pay the spirit stones. A disciple hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his fists.

"And - in exchange for a few more Ice Charms. Another disciple added in a whisper.

"Oh, there is a harvest?" Liu Yue's expression perked up, this was great news, which meant that the cultivation resources of the Fengshen Sect had been replenished.

"Yes. Several disciples hurriedly took out the storage bag, opened it, and put it in front of Liu Yue.

"So many!" Liu Yue's divine sense reached in, and after a brief inspection, her face showed a strange expression.

"Back to the Deputy Sect Master, we have found a small vein of spirit stone underneath, and this is only a small part of it. If it weren't for the lack of Ice Escape Charms and the fact that our storage bags are full, we could have collected more!"

"Well done!" Liu Yue said with a smile, "Send the spirit stones to the treasury, where someone will be in charge of registering and distributing new Ice Escape Talismans." ”

"Obey!" several disciples took the storage bags and retreated.

Liu Yue looked at the cheerful backs of her disciples, and she was quite excited in her heart. The Ice Escape Talisman is really a good thing, and the magic weapon that the master took out is really extraordinary.

In the stone room, Han Bing slowly opened his eyes, he had mastered the soul spell technique, and now he urgently needed an experimental product. Right now, the most suitable candidate is Jiang Chen, the soul void monk who pretended to be the name of the Poison Sect and came to the Divine Sect to rob him.

Han Bing made up his mind, shook his body, and appeared at the exit of the enchantment.

The prison cell of the Fengshen Sect is set up in a cave. There is the aid of the formation. It was extremely difficult for the prisoners to escape. In the cave, there are a total of hundreds of cells, and only two people are imprisoned, one is Jiang Chen, and the other is Qingling. The cells of the two men were at the innermost end of the corridor, through the fence, so that they could see each other.

"I've seen the sect master!" the two gatekeepers were taken aback when they saw Han Bing coming, and hurriedly saluted.

"Take me to see the prisoner of the Poison Sect. Han Bing nodded and said.

"Sect Master, please come with me. A gatekeeper immediately respectfully led the way ahead, leading Han Bing through a dark corridor.

Under the guidance of the gatekeeper, Han Bing came to the place of detention, and the first thing he saw was Qingling. When Han Bing walked here, Qing Ling stared at him deadly, and Han Bing met her gaze and sighed lightly. Turned around and looked at Jiang Chen on the other side.

"Jiang Chen knocks on the senior!" Jiang Chen ran from the corner to the door and waved towards Han Bing.

Han Bing took a jade plaque from the gatekeeper and placed it in the hole above the prison door, and immediately, the seal blocking the cell door dissipated, Jiang Chen was stunned, hurriedly thanked him, walked out of the cell, and came to Han Bing.

"Be my slave for a hundred years, and I will give you back your free body, are you willing?" Han Bing looked at Jiang Chen and said lightly, and when he spoke, he deliberately raised his voice slightly so that the Qing Ling in the other cell could also hear it.

"Jiang is willing!" Jiang Chen hesitated slightly, then nodded decisively, and then, he raised his right hand, wanting to extract soul blood.

"No soul blood. Han Bing said, his right hand became a claw, and after leaning less, black and white filaments appeared between his five fingers, and when this filament condensed to a certain extent, Han Bing's right hand gently clasped Jiang Chen's forehead with a blank face.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to resist, and let Han Bing cast a spell, this kind of spell, he had never seen before. Han Bing's spiritual power spat lightly, and the black and white silk threads between his fingers were like traction, slowly drilling into Jiang Chen's forehead, and the moment he drilled in, Jiang Chen's face showed an extremely painful color, and beads of sweat appeared all over his body.

"Ahh Han Bing's palm was like a maggot attached to the bone, firmly stuck to him, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Han Bing closed his eyes tightly, his lips kept opening and closing, silently reciting strings of notes, this process lasted for nearly an hour, Jiang Chen no longer had the strength to shout. When Han Bing's soul spell was cast, Jiang Chen fell to the ground like a mess of mud. And Qingling witnessed the whole process.

After Han Bing finished casting the spell, he shot out several seals in his hand, which landed on Jiang Chen, unsealing him, and after a few hours, Jiang Chen's cultivation would return to the early stage of soul void.

After doing this, Han Bing raised his head, and when he turned around, his gaze fell on Qing Ling, and there seemed to be a warning in his eyes.

Qing Ling glared at Han Bing, her body trembled slightly, she could roughly guess how many points of the evil technique Han Bing had cast, her gaze was filled with despair. If she was allowed to become Han Bing's slave, she would rather choose to die. Unfortunately, she didn't even have a way to kill herself.

"Han Bing, you will be punished. Qingling said through gritted teeth.

Han Bing sent the gatekeeper, took the jade card, entered Qingling's cell, and walked straight to her. As he approached, the anger and despair in Qing Ling's eyes intensified, and her body involuntarily retreated.

"The situation you are in now is the retribution you have suffered for what you have done before. Han Bing's voice was flat, looking directly at Qing Ling.

"Kill me, please. Qingling looked at Han Bing, a tear slipped down, and there was even a begging in her voice.

"Hehe, this should be the first time I've seen you cry in front of me. Han Bing said, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Qing Ling's face, the moment his hand touched Qing Ling's face, he obviously felt Qing Ling's body tremble.

"But I can't bear to let you die. Han Bing thought that this sentence came from the heart.