was suddenly shocked, just now his eyes were still shining, but now he looks like an old man in his twilight years.

When I think of the scene just now, my brain is still torn by pain.

Unconsciously stepped back a little distance. Seeing that the old monster didn't stop him, he immediately turned around and got up, and he was about to run out of the cave, rolling and crawling, so as not to be embarrassed.

Running to the courtyard like crazy.

The old monster in the cave didn't pay attention to Zhang Ling, just breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to meditate, although the injured mind of the repairer, although this time it went farther than before, but the injury was also the greatest. He spit blood in his mouth.

Zhang Ling's soul was also injured after this night's terror, and his brain was in chaos. ran to the courtyard and climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

The next day, the day of the three poles.

The sun shone into the grass house, and Zhang Ling woke up in a daze.

I looked outside, and it was already time.

patted his head, and wondered for a while, how could he sleep for so long today, and his head was dizzy. Zhang Ling patted his head and shook his head, but he couldn't remember what happened last night at all. I went into the vegetable garden to practice last night, and then I couldn't remember clearly, and I couldn't even remember how I got into bed, as if a page of the book had been torn off, leaving no trace. Zhang Ling was surprised. I have maintained the habit of getting up early to practice for many years, and I don't oversleep when I have nothing to do, but I have slept for so long today.

Seeing that today's water carrying work had not been done, he cheered up, got up and picked up the bucket and walked towards the spring stream. Along the way, I still try to remember, something must have happened last night, otherwise I would never have slept, and my mind was blank, but despite thinking about it, there was still no impression in my mind. Zhang Ling picked up ninety buckets of water, it was already dark, Zhang Ling ate something casually, and then entered the vegetable garden again to practice, this time Zhang Ling deliberately carved a few symbols on the land next to him, so as to record his entry into the vegetable garden, thinking that he would erase it when he went out, if he didn't erase it on the second day, and still couldn't remember tonight's events, it meant that there was a problem.

Night.

Zhang Ling meditated in the vegetable garden for three hours, did not feel anything wrong, got up to erase the symbol, and then went back to the grass hut to sleep.

On the third day, everything was as usual, Zhang Ling got up early and didn't feel anything strange. I remember last night's events very clearly, which deepened Zhang Ling's curiosity, what must have happened the night before yesterday. Just wait for the great monk to come back and explore again. I didn't think much about it right away, and started practicing.

Suddenly.

A voice sounded in Zhang Ling's head.

Zhang Ling looked around, it was empty, and there was no second person in the huge courtyard at all.

Zhang Ling shook his head, thinking that he was having auditory hallucinations. But the voice in his head sounded again, and Zhang Ling was sure.

"Come here"

"Follow me"

The voice in Zhang Ling's head became louder and louder, Zhang Ling gradually became a little drowsy, he tried to restrain himself, meditated, settled, and wanted to calm himself down, but this voice was like a spell, with infinite magic, Zhang Ling was lost again. Like a walking corpse, he walked step by step towards the back mountain.

Again to the cave.

Step by step.

When he arrived at the cave, the magic of the demon voice and the disorientation disappeared, and Zhang Ling suddenly woke up, looking at the cave in front of him, the old man in the cave. Zhang Ling's heart trembled suddenly. He remembered that the previous night's seizure, all the things, and then looked at the old monster in the cave, although he looked very weak. But it still made Zhang Ling chill.

The old monster failed to seize the house, and was seriously injured, losing a lot of longevity and essence blood, and after a day and a night of recovery, it has been stabilized. At this moment, the old monster's eyes were like a hot eye, staring at Zhang Ling.

"It's coming," the old voice spat out of the old monster's mouth, looking a little weak. It's not as majestic as before.

Zhang Ling didn't dare to slack off and said, "Senior....What did the predecessor call me for?"

"Hmph, come here"

The three words are like a life-urging talisman, which reminds Zhang Ling of the life and death of the night before, and he panicked when he landed, and the desire to survive made Zhang Ling's feet kick tightly on the ground, although the old monster was injured, but the true qi was still strong, and the huge force made the strength of his feet like a mayfly shaking a tree, and he was easily floated in front of the old monster.

"Again"

Zhang Ling was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious but helpless. shouted loudly, "Senior, senior, spare my life, I am also a disciple of the Holy Sect."

"Hmph, cowardly as a mouse," the old monster said disdainfully

A green light suddenly burst out of his eyes and hit Zhang Ling's eyes.

Zhang Ling immediately closed his eyes, and in an instant, a stream of heat circulated in Zhang Ling's head like flowing water from his eyes, and disappeared without a trace. At this time, the true qi on his body was discharged. Zhang Ling kept touching his head with both hands, there was no pain, there was no abnormality, but he just felt a stream of heat disappear in his brain.

And Zhang Ling's eyes seemed to have one more thing, and there was a very small bright spot in his pupil.

"What is it, senior?" Zhang Ling looked at the old monster

"Hahahaha....Soul Slayer Mark"

"Soul Destroying Mark?" Zhang Ling naturally hadn't heard of it, but when he heard the name, he knew that it must be a very evil secret method. A bad premonition.

"Hahahaha....you are just a small inner disciple in the Holy Sect, you must not know some of the secret techniques of my Holy Sect, the Holy Sect has many forbidden techniques, only the Holy Son can practice, you were originally planted by me with the Soul Detention Mark is one of them, and the current Soul Destroying Mark is also one of them"

"Taboo?" Zhang Ling felt bad in his heart, he was planted with two taboo techniques by this old monster, and it seems that the great monk of Dukong may not have a way to solve it. If not, there is only one trip to the Medicine King Valley.

"You've planted the Soul Slayer Mark by me, and you're going to come to me every other month to erase the Mark, and if you don't, the Marker will start with your eyes, and the eyes will rot, then it will eat away at your brain, and finally....you'll have a splitting headache and split your own head with your own hands," the old monster paused playfully.

Zhang Ling heard it clearly at the moment, he had become a puppet of the old monster, and he was in control of his own life and death. If you are not satisfied, you will die an ugly death. It seems that the trip to the Medicine King Valley is decided.

"Senior, I....you don't have to be like this, you are the former Holy Son of the Holy Sect, I will definitely do my best to do things for the Holy Son" Zhang Ling no longer had hope for the old monster, but he still said so in his mouth.

"Hmph, I don't believe anyone, but you don't have to worry too much, you do things for me, I won't let you die easily, do things to my satisfaction, when I get out of this purgatory, I will lift the mark for you, return you to freedom, and let you ascend to a high position" The old monster said gloomily

Zhang Ling naturally didn't believe it, with the character of this old monster, he killed people like hemp, even if the old monster really got out of trouble one day, he would definitely be unable to escape death. But at this point, he has no other choice, and the worst plan is to die.

"We must do our best to do things for our seniors," Zhang Ling said