Compared to the Kushan School, which had a crooked top and a crooked bottom, Shi Zhongyu suffered the greatest impact.
She skipped over the horrific history of two hundred years ago and went straight to the point: "The talisman for warding off disasters has to be made from corpses? That would be a blasphemy against the innocent dead. This kind of thing..."
The stubbornness of Taihengmen returned.
Chen Qianfan snorted and laughed: "The talisman is powerful, so the material requirements are naturally high. It's not surprising that it's used on a demon, so it uses a demon as the material. Girl, if you don't want to offend the demon, then pick a demon with sufficient energy and kill it now, and it can also be used as material - you see, the boy with fox eyes is very suitable."
Shi Jingzhi: “…”
He was originally marveling at the strangeness of the secret book, but now he had to shift his attention back.
Shi Zhongyu naturally refused to kill indiscriminately: "Senior, you are joking."
"That's it. A living life is more important than a pretentious person's face. You decide whether to protect your head or keep the body of the person who died two hundred years ago intact."
Shi Zhongyu's face turned pale and blue, but she finally compromised. She sighed softly, "After what happened, I no longer have the face to denounce the Chi Gou Sect as a demon sect."
Chen Qianfan nodded in satisfaction: "It's true that he is stubborn, but he is not beyond help. That's good."
Even the old man's praise sounded like scolding.
At the same time, the creepy-looking Mystic Book finished eating the corpse of the deer demon and stood there quietly, waiting for the surrounding small demons to eat the corpse residue. The white snow reflected the early spring sunlight, making the pile of corpses clear.
The bodies were stuck together, and the joints were like melted wax, like some strange flesh scales. The text on the corpse skin slowed down, and the content could be vaguely seen. It was not the regular handwriting of Yun Chao, but a tadpole-like array of symbols.
"Okay, for the next few days, it will just hang around here. If you can tear off a corpse, your mission will be accomplished."
"Miss Shi, Yang fire overcomes Yin evil, ." Shi Jingzhi volunteered.
Who would have thought that just as he was about to take a step, he was hit by Chen Qianfan with a loud slap. Chen Qianfan's slap was accompanied by internal force, and Shi Jingzhi covered his head, and was hit so hard that he saw stars.
"You're a piece of shit. You're the most dangerous one among this group."
Chen Qianfan said unhappily.
"Didn't I just tell you that you must be careful with this secret book? Just the spells engraved on this corpse are enough to study for four or five days. This is the treasure of the entire Mishan Sect - the Resurrection Fire. Did your family use a torch to take the thousand-dollar calligraphy?"
“Yes…” Yes, even the landscape paintings of ordinary people would not open their mouths to bite, so this thing looked dangerous no matter how you looked at it.
"The secret book is meant for those who are capable, so you have to be careful. If you overestimate your abilities and damage the unsolved secret book, you will be expelled from the sect at best, or hunted down by the Mishan Sect at worst. Do you want to try?"
Shi Jingzhi choked.
Yin Ci shook his head secretly beside him.
Let's not talk about the strength of the secret book, just this rule alone made Shi Jingzhi very uncomfortable. Shi Jingzhi was good at using force to defeat skill and using the power of Yang Fire to suppress the opponent. Now his internal strength and lightness skills are all decent, but he is really not good at being delicate and meticulous.
This matter still needs to be handled by him and Shi Zhongyu.
"Alright, I've said all that needs to be said. Wait for another half an incense stick, and then you can try it. Remember to be gentle, I will use my skills to assist you."
Yin Ci raised his eyebrows: "Senior, are you sorry?"
Old man Chen said confidently: "This thing is very dangerous, don't waste your life. Why, you asked me to do so many things, you are not willing to take the risk of losing your life?"
Yin Ci suspected that the old guy coveted the magic on the ancient corpse, but had no way to deal with the secret book, so he captured them to do hard labor.
But this is just right, trading skills with disaster-avoiding talismans, it is fair and just, and there is no owing of favors.
As he was thinking, Chen Qianfan opened the old record book and wrote a few lines in charcoal. He did not hide his handwriting from the public, and the handwriting was neat and clear, so that anyone could see it at a glance.
Old man Chen wrote down the arrival time of Kushan Sect and Shi Zhongyu, their request, and the need to make two sets of disaster-preventing talismans in a few words. Then he glanced at Yin Ci and added a few strange words that looked like tadpoles before stopping.
After finishing the recording, Chen Qianfan spread the record book on the snow, without even putting away the charcoal pencil, and directly used his true Qi to form an array out of thin air.
Yin Ci's expression changed slightly.
It was a sophisticated destructive technique, specifically used to destroy memories. Many years ago, Yin Ci had also wanted to use it to seek relief. He had asked someone to use this technique on himself, but unfortunately it was based on the destruction of the body and could not resist Yin Ci's self-healing ability, so it had no effect on him.
This technique was definitely improved by Chen Qianfan. If the original technique was compared to a bone-cutting knife, the one he used was more like a delicate micro-carving knife, which was fast and accurate.
The spell took effect, but the target of the attack was Chen Qianfan himself.
A faint white light flashed by, and Chen Qianfan was stunned for a moment. He glanced around in confusion, then lowered his head to read the words in the record book.
After reading those few lines, he straightened up and picked up the heavy book.
Except for Yin Ci, no one recognized the true form of the magic. After the magic was completed, it was cast on Chen Qianfan himself. They just thought that old man Chen wanted to strengthen his own abilities. As a result, Chen Qianfan's reaction was strange. It didn't seem like he was strengthened by the magic, but more like he was stunned by it.
The tense atmosphere before the battle suddenly changed into a state of confusion. Chen Qianfan calmly immersed himself in the confusion, scanning the crowd one by one.
His eyes were cold and clear. His past admiration for Shi Jingzhi as a "good material" was gone, his praise for Shi Zhongyu was gone, and even his desire to ask Yin Ci about his skills disappeared without a trace.
It was like yesterday when I met them for the first time.
Compared to before, Old Man Chen's attitude has not changed much. After observing them one by one, Chen Qianfan hummed, still sarcastically: "Okay, let's go."
Yin Ci cleared his throat and asked on behalf of his two confused companions: "Senior, what are you doing...?"
"Just deleting unnecessary memories."
Chen Qianfan seemed to be already familiar with this kind of scene, and he didn't even bother to look over.
"To become an immortal, one must cut off all emotions and desires. Keeping a relationship that shouldn't have happened will only hinder you. All right, all of you, quickly get over here and get the body. Fox-eyed kid, let me show you, erasing memory is that simple."
Yin said with understanding.
No wonder Chen Qianfan didn't ask them about their names, it turned out they were planning to forget them from the beginning.
In this way, they were just three juniors whom he met for the first time. Chen Qianfan knew nothing about them, and even if they were beaten to a pulp and their intestines ripped apart in front of him, he would not have the slightest selfish emotion.
Turning every encounter in the world into a few words on paper is a cold-hearted and callous way of doing things.
It is no wonder that Chen Qianfan, a passionate man, could be isolated in the north for thirty years.
Yin Ci was not surprised. This method was cruel but effective. He had seen generations of people, from the young ones riding fine clothes and galloping horses to the old ones being buried and burning incense. How many passionate loves, hatreds, and grudges were turned to ashes, nothing was remembered, and only a faint impression was left in his heart.
No matter how big the storm was, looking back now, it is nothing more than four short words: “it is true”, without any attachment.
Unfortunately, he and Chen Qianfan were different. Time did not have the same immediate effect as magic. Before the years diluted his memories, he had to remember them in his heart.
Yin Ci drew out the Shadow Sword and glanced at Shi Jingzhi intentionally or unintentionally. A few steps away, Shi Jingzhi looked at Chen Qianfan steadily, even his fear of the secret book disappeared, and his face was thoughtful.
A hundred years later, will Shi Jingzhi also be his "real one"
Yin Ci tightened his grip on the sword.
He let out a breath, cast aside the chaotic thoughts in his head, and rushed towards the terrifying secret book not far away.
…
To be honest, the secret book is more difficult to deal with than Yin Ci imagined.
Now the land of Milan is completely barren, it is huge, its energy source is not very sufficient, and its movements are not fast. Yin Ci's Bone Sweeping Sword is accurate and should just be able to restrain this thing.
First, it was a pity that Shi Zhongyu was beside him, so it was difficult to use the Bone Sweeping Sword. Second, this technique was really strange. He and Shi Zhongyu worked hard for half an hour, but they just couldn't wipe its oily skin.
The secret book seemed to be covered with an invisible sticky essence film. Whenever Yin Ci's sword tip swept past, the nearby corpses twitched, and the magic symbols immediately gathered together, flashing bright red light.
Yin Ci felt that he had poked something soft and tough, and the tip of his sword kept slipping, not even touching the corpse. There were disturbing little monsters under the secret book, and he couldn't stay on it for too long, so he had to grind it slowly.
So Yin Ci immediately decided to concentrate his offensive and go straight to the point.
He stared at the corpse on the waist of the secret book, and the black sword reflected the snow light, as fast as lightning, as if it could crush the cold wind.
However, the secret book seemed to see through his thoughts. Its essence gathered near Yin Ci's attack point, and turbid liquid seeped out from the cracks in the corpse. The two mixed into a soft pus bag, and the surface became even more slippery.
Facing a giant monster, the lack of internal strength is always the most fatal weakness. Let alone cutting flesh and bones, Yin Ci only felt that he was cutting a ball of mud and water, leaving no scars.
Not far away, although Shi Zhongyu had internal strength, he was even more embarrassed than Yin Ci.
Several snake-like spell characters wrapped around the blade of the Green Maiden Sword, corroding the sword into pits and holes.
If Shi Zhongyu had not dropped her sword in time, she would have almost lost her right hand—the magic line had already touched her fingers, and her fingertips almost immediately turned an unnatural bluish-white.
Shi Zhongyu made a prompt decision, took out a knife, and cut off half of his fingertip. Blood splattered, and the magic thread was retracted with satisfaction, and the small piece of fingertip was quickly rolled into the secret book.
"Hmm. I can almost see your ways."
During the whole process, Chen Qianfan watched calmly, stroking his messy beard. Shi Jingzhi clenched his fists, his face solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"That girl's sincerity is not bad, but her talent is limited. You shameless boy, at this stage, are you still holding back?"
Yin Ci put away his sword, flipped in mid-air, and landed steadily on the snow: "Just a little test."
Shi Zhongyu also stopped after hearing this. She didn't have time to bandage the wound, and the blood spots on the snow were scattered all over the place. "Please give me some advice, senior."
Chen Qianfan waved his hand: "Take a break first, it won't go away immediately. You should clear your own weaknesses first - you are distracted and tied up, you can't deal with the secret book."
"I see your abilities. If you want to deal with it, you must go all out."
Chen Qianfan stared at Yin Ci with his eyes.
"especially you."