Peng Shui had only thought about how to leave before, and had never considered this issue.

Or maybe I think that after so many years, it’s hard to tell whether those two slaves were killed by Xiao Long or the other two.

But thinking about it carefully, Peng Shui also felt that something was wrong.

Xiao Long and the other two seemed quite decent, and they didn't look like people who would kill randomly.

And if he is really a slave, then Qin Cheng, as the master, should have some checks and balances, but there is none.

"Let me tell you, your ancestor offended the old man, so he took you here by the way." Qin Cheng said seriously.

"He plans to lock you here and torture you for hundreds of years, but at least you and I have gotten to know each other. If you agree to my request, I can take you out. Otherwise, I will leave you alone. I really don't know what will happen to the old man next.

How to do it."

He lied all the time without showing any emotion of lying.

"Are you scaring me?" Peng Shui asked uncertainly.

I still have no way of judging whether what Qin Cheng said is true or false.

"If you don't believe it, then try it. Can you still perform magic skills now?"

Qin Cheng waved his hand and temporarily released Peng Shui's cultivation seal.

After staring at Qin Cheng for a while, Peng Shui gritted his teeth and gave it a try.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t try it. Once you try it, your complexion will change drastically.

The spiritual energy in his body is still there, but no matter how he operates, the magic power seems to be blocked and lifeless.

Not to mention releasing shocking power, even if he cuts off the spiritual rope on his body, his own magic power cannot do it.

"Then old man, what exactly did you do to me?"

Now Peng Shui panicked.

I am a full-fledged demon cultivator. If I lose my magic skills and have only spiritual energy but no corresponding spells, wouldn't it be a waste of most of my energy?

As for whether Qin Cheng had tampered with his body, Peng Shui could naturally tell.

With Qin Cheng's strength, it is impossible for his magic power to be sealed. This is not something that ordinary cultivators in the Tribulation Realm can do.

"Is it true or false? Now you understand. The old man has been busy recently and hasn't had time to take care of you. The purpose of sealing your cultivation now is to prevent you from causing trouble to us. When he is free, I really don't know what will happen.

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Qin Cheng sneered and said: "Fellow Daoist Peng, you understand, your arrest has nothing to do with me, but it is absolutely true that you poisoned me and tried to harm me."

"You and I have such a relationship, and you still expect me to save you in vain. It's just a fantasy."

"And let me tell you good news. From today on, the three of us will start trying to leave. If we are lucky, this will be the last time we see each other."

"Fellow Daoist Peng, please wish yourself well in the future. Take your leave."

Qin Cheng sighed and turned around to leave without looking back.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, stop, you have something to say!"

Peng Shui was so scared that he almost peed.

I was doubtful before, but even the magic power was blocked by the old man. Isn't this the other party's intention to take revenge on me?

He caught someone who didn't understand the formation for no reason, and blocked his own magic power for no reason.

Regardless of whether this old man has a grudge against his ancestors as Qin Cheng said, he must have an agenda.

It would be okay if Qin Cheng and the others were here, but if they really left.

In this land of divine patterns, with only myself and that strange old man left, wouldn't it be better for me to live than to die?

If Qin Cheng really left like this, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

"I don't have fifty immortal stones, can five be okay?"

"Wait a minute, ten. I'll give you all my fairy stones."

"Actually, I remembered wrongly. I have fifteen pills in total. Fellow Daoist Qin, what I said is true. I swear."

"Is twenty pills okay? I swear on my own calamity that I owe you three pills first. I only have seventeen pills. It's true."

Seeing Qin Cheng getting further and further away, Peng Shui gritted his teeth and roared, constantly increasing the pressure.

Peng Shui knew that Qin Cheng was the one behind this matter and the other two could not speak, so he had no intention of going to Xiao Long and Zheng Yue. Only Qin Cheng could take him away.

"Twenty-five, and the remaining ten years will be paid off."

Qin Cheng smiled slightly, then turned around and said.

He also knew that Peng Shui didn't have an ancient family background, so fifty immortal stones would be difficult for someone to do.

But even without saying that, there is no way to test how many immortal stones Peng Shuihui has in his possession.

"Okay, I really only have seventeen. I'll give them to you now and replenish them in the remaining ten years."

Peng Shui came down from the tree and hurriedly dug out seventeen crystal clear immortal stones from his storage bag.

He handed it to Qin Cheng with a pained face, and his heart was bleeding profusely.

It's not a pretense, it's really distressing.

This is not a spiritual stone, but an immortal stone that is ten thousand times more precious than the best spiritual stone.

He had been a sect elder for hundreds of years. He had gone through life and death for important people, and had done many unseen things. He managed to save a little bit of wealth, but in the end, he took advantage of Qin Cheng twice.

But at this time, in order to leave here, he would not hesitate to do this.

Follow Qin Cheng to Aishan.

Peng Shui remained silent, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

I heard that my ancestor was of good character and very popular. I had never heard of him having a grudge with any big shot. How could he offend a descendant of the formation demon generation?

Hey, my ancestors cheated me a lot.

On the short mountain, Xiao Long and his two men, who were seriously practicing the carving of divine patterns, were not too surprised to see Peng Shui.

Peng Shui and Qin Cheng came here together, so it was normal to take him away.

"Uncle Qin, my senior brother and I have finished carving the eighteen divine patterns. Can you see if you can." Zheng Yue stood up and spoke to Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng glanced over, carefully inspected these divine patterns, and nodded.

"It's relatively stable, so it should be fine."

"But our job is relatively simple. Two people can only do eighteen tricks, and you alone have more than thirty. Uncle Qin, thank you for your hard work." Xiao Long said with emotion.

"Is this guy an uncle?"

Peng Shui, who was standing by, could not understand the conversation of several people, but he caught the change of names.

Couldn't help but glance at Qin Cheng.

Unexpectedly, after more than a month, Qin Cheng's seniority had been promoted.

Does this mean that Qin Cheng has received the true inheritance of the Array Demon, more so than Xiao Long and others?

Peng Shui rolled his eyes and remembered this.

He is very thoughtful and can figure out a lot of things in an instant with just a little bit of information.

Otherwise, he would not be left behind in his family life, and as an outsider monk, he would still be able to reach the position of supreme elder of the sect.

"Don't say that. If it weren't for you two and more than a dozen divine patterns were carved, the passage might have begun to waver." Qin Cheng smiled and shook his head.

The three of them support each other and are indispensable.

After discussing with each other, they were ready to try it for the first time.

"Don't be stunned, go and refine some elixirs to replenish your spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy."

Seeing the audience behind Pengshui Station, Qin Cheng said calmly.

"Didn't I agree that I can't help you?"

The corner of Peng Shui's mouth twitched and he cursed a few words in his heart.
Chapter completed!