Yang Qingcheng looked at the three people who were thrown on the ground by Fu Bing, reached out and took a ball of tea on the teacup, and sprinkled it on the faces of the three people.

Suddenly, the three of them woke up slowly, and when they saw that it was an unfamiliar environment, the three of them suddenly woke up.

It's just that the three people who were tied up and gagged couldn't stand up at all, and could only lie on the ground crookedly, making a "whine" sound.

"Whosoever hast come, and why hast thou taken children captive, and hath committed this iniquity, and by whomever hasten thou? ”

Among the three, one of the monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation was the first to pull out the cloth ball on his mouth.

"Ahem, you let us go, do you know who we are, dare to arrest me, be careful that the Holy Lord will condemn you and destroy you. The first monk shouted.

Yang Qingcheng's face sank suddenly: "Little monk, you are still talking wildly, and you can honestly explain, who is the so-called Holy Lord, and what are you holding these children for?"

As Yang Qingcheng's tone intensified, the monk's face turned pale with a burst of coercion.

This kind of pressure, he had only felt in the Holy Lord, and it was even stronger than the Holy Lord's.

But the Holy Lord is already a half-step Jindan, and he forcibly suppressed the cultivation because he was not ready to cross the tribulation, so is this immature young man a real Jindan, is he so powerful, won't he be an old monster?

When I thought of this, I was even more scared in my heart, and I felt that I was going to confess here today.

"It seems that you are stubborn to the end, well, you wait first, and then come back to clean you up later. ”

A finger of spiritual light flew out of his hand, immobilizing his body, making it unable to move or speak. At the same time, with a stroke of the sword, the cloth in the mouths of the other two people was instantly removed.

"Whether you two want to die or live, if you want to live, you'd better be honest, otherwise be careful that your lives will be at risk. ”

"I said, I said, spare my life, I said. A younger one shouted.

"Ah Xiu, don't be stupid, you ......" another older mid-stage Qi refining monk stopped.

Yang Qingcheng looked at it, how could this be done, there was someone who was willing to say, of course he couldn't let him destroy it, just take it easy, and stop the older monk, and said to the young monk A Xiu: "Tell me what you know, and I will save you from death." ”

"I'll tell you what I know, and you can really let me go. Ah Xiu asked.

"It's okay to let you go, as long as you say what I want to know, and don't do evil again in the future, I'll let you go. Yang Qingcheng replied without thinking.

"Good. On the other hand, the older monk continued to look at him with his eyes to stop him from speaking, but Ah Xiu said without looking at it: "We were originally a casual cultivator in the northern wasteland of Beihuazhou, and a few years ago, at the foot of a mountain near the mountain in the southern part of the wasteland, an ancient ruin was discovered.

Originally, I went down to the ruins with Brother Zheng Yuang and a few other friends, but I didn't expect that it was actually the station of a secret organization, and we were discovered by them at once, and then we were captured after the fight, and forced us to join, and several Taoist friends were killed if they did not want to join, and I and Brother Zheng Yuang were forced to join the organization. ”

"What is this organization called, and who is the leader?" Yang Qingcheng asked.

"Sharo will. We only know the name of the organization, we don't know who the president is, we only know that there is a Holy Lord and a Holy Son, and there are some elders and commanders. Ah Xiu replied.

"Then have you seen the Holy Lord and the Holy Son, do you know the real names of the Holy Lord and the Holy Son?" Yang Qingcheng asked.

"The Holy Son is still very young, only three or four years old, and he has been taken care of by Elder Xiangjun. As for the Holy Lord, we often have to meet him, because the organizational tasks are all given to us by the Holy Lord to complete, and the Holy Lord usually wears a Rakshasa mask, and as for the name of the Holy Lord, it seems to be called Wen ...... Wen...... Uh, help...... I ......" When Ah Xiu was about to say the name of the Holy Lord, he suddenly spat blood from his mouth.

"The sorrowful husband has been suffering for a long night, and the three are hot, and the fire comes out of the throat, often thinking about hunger and thirst, sprinkling nectar water as hot and cool, sprinkling the Dharma realm water, the soul of the gods, and the third sprinkling compassion and water moisturizing everything. When Yang Qingcheng saw Ah Xiu's scene, he was busy reciting the Ganlin mantra and quickly cast a spell to treat him, but his illness was sudden, and he couldn't give first aid.

"What's going on?" Yang Qingcheng stepped forward to find out, and found that it didn't look like it was poisoned or died of a sudden heart attack, but it looked like it was being eaten by magic or cursed to death.

Yang Qingcheng turned around and explained the old monk Zheng Yuang's immobilization technique, and asked him, "I guess you should know why this is?

"Alas, Ah Xiu is too stupid, that kind of mysterious organization, how can there be no means to restrict his subordinates, he is still too young and frizzy. Zheng Yuang sighed.

"In that case, then you can talk about it, say what you can say, and I can allow you not to say what you can't say. ”

Yang Qingcheng, as a five-good young man who grew up under the red flag of civilized society, has not suffered any setbacks since he was a child, except for the car accident, his life is quite smooth. After his death, he was resurrected, although he lived in the starry sky for a hundred years, and because he practiced alone most of the time, it was like a closed environment and lacked social communication, so he was more introverted and weak in communication, which is the so-called low emotional intelligence. Therefore, even if he inherits the memories of his predecessor Elder Yao and the wealth of the old Zen master, he is really a relatively simple and kind young man in essence.

For a long time, Yang Qingcheng didn't want to cause trouble, nor did he want to participate in all kinds of battles, he just wanted the people around him and the people around him to survive happily, but looking at the situation and according to what he was now knowing, it seemed that an evil organization was planning to use conspiracies and tricks to endanger his relatives, which Yang Qingcheng would never allow, so he would not have a bodhisattva heart, and he would not hesitate to use thunderous means when necessary.

can make such a promise to the other party, it is already Yang Qingcheng's kindness.

"Okay, I can promise you, but you prefer that you can undo the prohibition on me, and if so, I am willing to tell you everything I know. Zheng Yuang looked at Yang Qingcheng with hope.

Yang Qingcheng thought about it and nodded in agreement.

glanced at the die-hard man on the side, and asked Zheng Yuang if he was also banned, and after getting a positive answer, he didn't care whether he wanted to do it or not, and used it as a test subject.

Yang Qingcheng has gone through many methods, but he has never been able to remove the prohibition in his mind.

Zheng Yuang couldn't help but be disheartened when he watched from the side.

Yang Qingcheng finally thought of a way, asking Zheng Yuang to carry the monk led by him to the couch, and sat cross-legged on the couch himself, twisting the lotus fingers on his knees with both hands.

A spiritual light flew out of Yang Qingcheng's body, and a string of prayer beads flew above the monk's body, and with the incantation that Yang Qingcheng kept chanting, a golden light shone directly on his body.

Then a little spiritual light flew out from the middle finger of Yang Qingcheng's left hand on his knee and submerged into the monk's body. Although the cultivation of the monk in the later stage of Qi refining was full of internal breath and his physical body was strong, but under this spiritual light, his body underwent unbelievable changes, and his body suddenly dried up, but then a powerful soul power began to germinate in his body, and after his suffering was exhausted, a soul body emerged from his body and took shape in the golden light of the rosary.

It turned out that Yang Qingcheng had just cast a kind of divine soul opening power on him, and the general divine soul opening up required monks to open up after breaking through the golden pill period, and like what Yang Qingcheng had just cast, it was just a kind of pseudo-divine soul that was temporarily achieved. What's more, this monk is only a cultivator in the late stage of qi refining, and his spiritual cultivation is only in the spiritual consciousness stage, and he has not even opened up his divine sense, let alone a divine soul, so refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, if he wants to achieve the transformation of his divine soul, he can only consume the essence and internal qi.

"No, what's wrong with me, what's wrong with me......" Seeing his current situation, the monk's soul fluctuated.