When Qin Yan said this, there was already a hint of warning in his eyes. Fu Changling shuddered and quickly responded, "Pack it up, I'll pack it up right away."
As he spoke, Fu Changling took out the Immortal Locking Rope from his body and said carefully to Yan Ming, "Master Yan, please don't be angry. We are all good people. We just want to talk to you."
As he spoke, he tied up Yan Ming with a rope. Yan Ming was pointed at by Qin Yan with a sword. He stared at Qin Yan, his black and white eyes full of anger.
Fu Changling tied the man up, and Qin Yan put away his sword. He turned around and said to Fu Changling, "Carry him back."
Qin Yan walked away. Fu Changling turned around and looked at Yan Ming, whose eyes were full of warnings, as if he would grit his teeth and commit suicide if he got any closer. He sighed and carried Yan Ming on his shoulders while explaining, "Believe me, I really am a good person. Believe me... Ah!!"
Qin Yan rented a carriage outside the inn and waited outside. Fu Changling carried Yan Ming over with an invisibility talisman, threw him inside, and then sat across from Qin Yan, slowly revealing himself.
There were teeth marks on his hand, and he lowered his head to blow on the wound, looking quite embarrassed. Yan Ming was thrown into a corner, and this time even his mouth was tied up, which could be considered a real "packing".
Fu Changling blew on the wound and said, "Hiss... This kid is really hot."
Upon hearing this, Yan Ming's eyes were immediately filled with anger. He came over and seemed to want to bite again. Qin Yan looked up at Fu Changling and warned him, "Watch your words."
"Okay, okay," Fu Changling apologized quickly. "I wasn't right. I was wrong. But fellow Daoist," Fu Changling turned his head away. "If you bite someone, you should first clarify right from wrong. You don't even give me a chance to communicate. How do you usually survive in the immortal world? Have you never been beaten up?"
"You don't have any."
Qin Yan spoke lightly. Fu Changling turned around and looked at Qin Yan. He wanted to curse, but when he met Qin Yan's cold gaze and the sword in his hand, he held back his words and finally said, "That's because I'm good at communicating with people!"
And, in most cases, others really don't dare to hit him.
Qin Yan said nothing, expressing his disapproval with silence.
The three of them rode back to the Wu Mansion in a rickety carriage. After returning to the Wu Mansion, Fu Changling carried Yan Ming back inside, tied him up, and made him kneel across from the table. Then, the three of them sat facing each other. After a long silence, Fu Changling spoke, "Well, fellow Daoist, let me introduce ourselves. My name is Fu Changling, and his is Qin Yan. You can probably tell that we are both cultivators who, like you, have strayed into the Xuanji Secret Realm."
The main difference between the cultivators who accidentally entered the Xuanji Secret Realm and the natives of the Xuanji Secret Realm is their eyes. The people of the Xuanji Secret Realm themselves do not have eyeballs, but the eyes of the three of them are clearly black and white, so it is not difficult to confirm their identities.
"I know."
Yan Ming stared at them: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"We have found a way to get out of the secret realm, but we need the tower in your hand. If you are willing, hand the tower to us, and we can work together to get out of the secret realm." Fu Changling tried his best to make his tone sound gentle and calm so that Yan Ming would have a good impression.
However, after hearing this, Yan Ming's suspicion grew instead of diminishing. Qin Yan, sitting beside him, said directly, "Or we can kill you and keep the Linglong Tower."
Yan Ming laughed sarcastically: "Is this a choice?"
"Yes," Qin Yan looked up at him, "You can choose to die."
When Fu Changling heard this, he pressed his forehead with one hand and buried his face in his hands.
He felt that he was finished, and the impression he left on Yan Ming was completely gone.
But the amazing thing was that after a brief silence, Yan Ming actually nodded very tactfully and said, "Okay."
After receiving this praise, Qin Yan looked at Fu Changling and said, "Untie it."
Fu Changling quickly stretched out his hands, and the ropes binding Yan Ming were retracted. After Yan Ming was untied, Qin Yan watched him straighten his clothes and said respectfully, "May I ask your name, sir?"
Yan Ming looked up at him, saluted and said, "Yan Ming."
Qin Yan's expression shifted, and he rarely repeated himself: "Yan Ming?"
Yan Ming nodded, and Qin Yan's expression showed a bit of scrutiny: "May I ask where your master came from?"
"My master lives in seclusion in the mountains," Yan Ming answered fluently under Qin Yan's scrutiny, "It's inconvenient to tell you."
This was consistent with what he had told Fu Changling back then. Fu Changling saw Qin Yan staring at Yan Ming, and the atmosphere was clearly not very good. He coughed lightly and said hurriedly, "Well, Brother Qin, why don't you go find Miss Wu first and discuss the next matters."
Qin Yan turned and looked at Fu Changling after hearing this. He examined Fu Changling for a moment, and then a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. He seemed to understand something, nodded, stood up, and walked out.
After Qin Yan left, he left Fu Changling and Yan Ming sitting in the room. Fu Changling hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "Well, his words are not pleasant to the ear, and he is not necessarily a good person, but he is indeed a good person now, so don't mind it."
Yan Ming didn't say anything. Fu Changling poured tea for Yan Ming. He pushed it over and didn't know how to start.
The Yan Ming in front of him was Yan Ming, but he was not the Yan Ming in his memory. He suddenly didn't know how to deal with Yan Ming. He just remained silent. After a while, he heard Yan Ming say, "You seem to really know me."
Fu Changling looked up in surprise. Yan Ming looked at him quietly, as if sensing the doubt in his heart. He said calmly, "Your eyes are very clear. Have we met before?"
Fu Changling fell silent for a long time before he said with difficulty, "I saw it a long time ago..."
As he said this, he laughed: "You saved my life."
"I don't remember." Yan Ming frowned. Fu Changling poured him some tea. "It was a long time ago. It's normal that you don't remember."
Yan Ming remained silent, seemingly contemplating the situation. Fu Changling coughed lightly, fanning himself, and asked, "How did you get into the secret realm?"
"I am currently carrying out my mission," Yan Ming said calmly, "I have no intention of entering."
Fu Changling nodded after hearing this. This was indeed consistent with what he had said back then. He chatted with Yan Ming for a while. Yan Ming spoke very carefully, and what he said was indeed similar to what he had said before. After checking it out, Fu Changling finally breathed a sigh of relief, convinced that the person in front of him was the person from his previous life.
But after confirming it, he felt a little confused. Even if this person was Yan Ming, so what?
His feelings for Yan Ming were more like feelings for his past self than for Yan Ming himself. After all, it had been forty-two years. He was even less familiar with Yan Ming than Qin Yan.
Fu Changling couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think too much about it. He chatted with Yan Ming casually when Qin Yan led Wu Sisi in.
As soon as Wu Sisi entered the room, she set up a barrier to prevent others from prying. She cast her eyes on the table and saw the sandalwood box on it. She immediately said happily, "Did you get it back?"
As she spoke, she walked forward and quickly opened the sandalwood box, revealing the contents.
Inside was a bronze tower that looked very old. Fu Changling looked at the bronze tower and immediately realized that this exquisite tower was the Soul Gathering Tower that he had fought so hard to snatch back in his previous life.
After many twists and turns, he unexpectedly got the Spirit Gathering Tower. This shows that fate will always come, no matter how early or late it comes.
Just like the Xuanji Secret Realm, he would always enter no matter how early or late he entered.
Fu Changling watched Wu Sisi happily fiddling with the Spirit Gathering Tower, her hand supporting her chin as she gently tapped the table. After watching for a while, Wu Sisi confirmed the authenticity of the Spirit Gathering Tower, and then finally said, "Since Linglong... Oh no, actually, this thing is called the Spirit Gathering Tower, but the name of the Spirit Gathering Tower is too conspicuous, so outsiders call it the Linglong Tower. But we are all family, so I will tell you the truth. This magic weapon originally belonged to my master. It can gather all the spiritual energy in a short period of time for the holder to use. As long as the holder's Jindan or Yuanying has enough ability to purify enough spiritual energy for their own use, it means that they can have an endless supply of spiritual power. In other words," Wu Sisi raised her eyes and looked at Fu Changling, "even if you are only a Jindan, you can still possess the spiritual power of the Tribulation Crossing Stage."
Fu Changling listened to Wu Sisi's words and always felt that Wu Sisi's words were suggestive.
Wu Sisi is right.
However, both the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul have their limits. If a person in the Golden Core stage forcibly uses the amount of spiritual energy that can only be used by the Tribulation Crossing stage, then the Golden Core will be lost. For example, he did this in his previous life, which led to the shattering of the Golden Core.
"So I got this thing here mainly because I need your help, Fellow Daoist Fu," Wu Sisi handed the Spirit Gathering Tower to Fu Changling, "You are good at formations, right?"
Fu Changling nodded. Surrounded by three sword cultivators, he was the only magic cultivator and naturally the only one who was good at formations.
"I have a 'Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation' here. You may need the aid of the Spirit Gathering Tower to operate it," Wu Sisi said, handing a scroll to Fu Changling. Upon hearing the name of this formation, Fu Changling's expression immediately darkened. He took the scroll and listened to Wu Sisi, "This formation was given to you by Venerable Ye back then, saying it was for emergencies. I don't know how to use it, so I can only hand it over to Fellow Daoist Fu. Activating this formation requires three people. In a few days, on the day of the sacrifice, this Saint will come to the altar to be worshipped. I will then attract his attention, and you will use this opportunity to set up the formation."
Fu Changling didn't say anything. He took a look at the formation and immediately understood that this was indeed a large formation left over from ancient times. It was not easy to activate this formation.
"You may need to form a pill first."
Wu Sisi frowned, seeming a little worried. Fu Changling thought for a moment and understood what Wu Sisi was worried about. He asked directly, "Are you worried that my Dan-forming stage will alarm that Saint?"
Wu Sisi nodded.
"The spiritual energy in the Xuanji Secret Realm is very thin. If you want to form a pill, you will inevitably need the help of the Gathering Spirit Tower. If you use the Gathering Spirit Tower and he discovers it in advance, our efforts will be in vain."
"Then don't get married now."
Fu Changling said decisively: "Let's prepare the things we need to set up the formation first."
"You don't have a golden elixir," Wu Sisi said worriedly, "how are you going to control such a large formation then?"
"It's just a golden elixir," Fu Changling said nonchalantly, waving his fan. "We can form it later when we fight."
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Wu Sisi turned her head and looked at Qin Yan: "Fellow Daoist Qin, how about we discuss this alone? If we work harder, maybe the two of us can succeed?"
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