"Yes!" In front of the Blood Wolf Monk, Qin Yan didn't dare to hesitate at all, climbed the stairs, walked through dozens of steps, and came to the bottom of the last high staircase where the Ice Jade Throne was located, and saluted more respectfully.

As he approached, the aura of darkness spread, and the torches around him seemed to be oppressed by the invisible wind, crackling and jumping, fluttering, pulling the figures of both master and apprentice like demons. From such a close distance, the eyes of the two of them met, and they could see the deep look in each other's eyes.

"Yan'er, don't be nervous, come to the teacher's side!"

"Yes!" Qin Yan responded, followed his words, and took another step up, until he walked in front of the Ice Jade Seat. The crystal clear jade seat emitted bursts of chill, and his trouser legs quickly condensed a layer of ice crystals. But even if the blood wolf monk on the opposite side was attached to the jade seat, there was no abnormality in the clothes around him, which was enough to show a considerable gap in the strength of the two.

The Blood Wolf Monk glanced Qin Yan up and down, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his right arm. Although his movements were as fast as lightning, it seemed that Qin Yan, whose five senses had been greatly strengthened at this moment, was not without a trace. The muscles on Qin Yan's right arm trembled slightly, this was the instinct of his body's defense, he forcibly suppressed the urge to dodge, and let the Blood Wolf Monk pinch his wrist, releasing a trace of true qi to probe carefully.

The true qi released by the Blood Wolf Monk was as thin as a cow's hair, and it quickly circled around Qin Yan's body and returned to his hand. He put down Qin Yan's wrist, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Qin Yan's heart was dark. When the Blood Wolf Monk's True Qi flowed in his body, he could only feel an extremely weak point by concentrating on it, but the Blood Qi of the automatic body protector was not aware of this trace of True Qi at all. If this kind of true qi is used for plotting, won't he have any power to resist?

At this time, his face was hot, and he felt that the Blood Wolf Monk was watching him, and hurriedly tried to maintain a calm expression. The Blood Wolf Monk stared at him for a moment and said, "Yan'er, are you still worried about the Immortal Pavilion?"

Qin Yan wanted to say, "Don't dare, Uncle Dugu ...... him", but after raising his eyes to meet the gaze of the Blood Wolf Monk, he swallowed a few words that he wanted to blurt out, and nodded lightly.

"It's me who came late and made you suffer. Don't worry, the teacher will go to the Wangfeng to ask for an explanation for you!" The blood wolf monk's eyes burst out with cold coldness, and his right palm stroked the armrest of the jade seat a few times, only to hear a few crisp sounds like cracking ice, and there were already a few fingerprints on the armrest.

"Thank you, Master!" Qin Yan's face showed a look of emotion, but he was thinking in his heart, it's not been a few months, and the Cold Ice Jade Throne is going to send someone to repair it again......

At this time, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and he felt that something was going on behind him. There were no footsteps, no wind, just the instinctive vigilance of the heart, as if a poisonous snake was peering silently at him in the shadows.

Who is it, Granny Yan or Dugu Sheng?

The frightened mood flashed, Qin Yan didn't show any abnormality, silently looking at the fingerprints on the cold ice jade seat, trying his best to suppress the urge to look back.

Without warning, an old voice sounded from behind: "Since you want to turn back so much, why don't you turn around and take a look?"

Qin Yan pretended to be stunned for a moment, then turned around, bowed his head and saluted the man, and called out in his mouth: "Uncle Yan!"

The man was an old woman dressed in black, with a childish face and crane hair, and a dragon-headed cane, who looked less than the age of destiny, and was far less old than her voice suggested. The most striking thing is her eyes, like the deep night sky, in which there are countless deep whirlpools, as if they can suck the soul of a person into it. Qin Yan knew the horror of those eyes, so he didn't dare to have the slightest contact with them, and always lowered his head and made a respectful gesture.

If Young Master Ben's guess is true, then Yu Hanyan's dream illusion technique was learned from you, right?

Granny Yan smiled: "Boy, you don't have to pretend. All your thoughts are written in the black fog outside. Hey, it's not a good thing to have an exposed edge and too much sharpness!"

Qin Yan's heart shook, and Granny Yan's words reminded him that although this layer of black mist outside his body could strengthen his perception, but it also exposed his emotions, and a master like Granny Yan, who was proficient in spiritual spells, could see through his mind at a glance.

It's hateful, he just escaped from the Lifeless Pavilion, and before he had time to restrain his dead energy, he was called here......

"Boy, you don't have to be upset, I'm not interested in your. I can give you a piece of advice, though. With your qualifications, it will definitely be very easy if you practice illusion. ”

Qin Yan showed a look of surprise: "Is Senior Uncle Yan willing to teach me?"

Granny Yan smiled weirdly: "It's not impossible for me to teach you, but the door stipulates that each person can only practice one technique." Since you are cultivating the Han Blood Skill, it is already extremely generous to practice the Imperial Weapon Technique again. If you still want to learn the Dream Illusion Technique, let's abolish the Imperial Weapon Technique first!"

This...... Forget it!

Granny Yan said lightly: "As the chief, with your qualifications, you are barely qualified, but you are still lacking in this aspect of heart...... You don't have to put on that kind of face, I'll just say casually, you don't have to take it to heart. Alright, Senior Brother Sect Master, let's get down to business!"

Do you two need my junior to participate in your business?

Qin Yan was puzzled, and then he heard the Blood Wolf Monk behind him say in a deep voice: "Yan'er, you can stay in the Wusheng Pavilion unharmed for five days, which shows that your qualifications are extremely good. Therefore, for the assessment of the teacher and your Uncle Yan, you have the qualifications to enter the 'inner gate'. I called you here today to plant the 'Inner Gate Seal' on you, and after this seal, you will be the true member of my Posa Sect disciples. ”

"Imprint?" Qin Yan's heart was shocked, and he remembered what Yu Hanyan said that day.

"My family has heard that in order to control their disciples, some sects will use some despicable methods, such as 'worm pills', or use spells to plant marks in people's bodies, and as their cultivation grows, they will fall deeper and deeper, and then life and death will be all in the mind of the spell caster, and no matter what they do, they can't help themselves......

It turns out that there really is this "mark", and they are finally going to attack me!

A wave of panic welled up in his heart, in the face of these two famous demons, did he have room to resist? Those thirteen delusional Golden Lotus Sutras, could they really work? Even if they worked, how could they not be seen as signs?

He tried his best to keep his face calm, and asked suspiciously, "What effect can this mark have to affect my cultivation?"

The Blood Wolf Monk smiled kindly: "This mark is not harmful to your body, on the contrary, it will be of great benefit to your cultivation. Of course, its biggest function is to use it for mutual identification between inner disciples, and in many cases, it can avoid some unnecessary misunderstandings. You probably guessed it, that Senior Sister Yu Hanyan of yours, she is the inner disciple of my Po Samen. When you get the mark, the next time you meet her, you'll feel ......."