Then he jumped lightly and came in front of Han Ming.

He picked up Han Ming's head, his eyes shining with intelligence: "Tell me, how did they find you?"

"You were clearly imprisoned in an underground iron prison, how did you send out a call for help?"

Because Han Ming had practiced the Immortal Zombie Rebirth Technique, he could still survive for a while even with his head separated from his body.

Her face was filled with panic: "Don't kill me, I am a disciple of the Soul Devouring Sect. If you kill me, a soul mark will be planted on you, and the Soul Devouring Sect will not forgive you!"

Sun Lingtong sneered, revealing murderous intent: "You and I are already mortal enemies, why would I be afraid of a mere soul seal?"

Han Ming screamed: "No, don't kill me."

"I'm telling you."

"But you can't kill me! I, I am useful, I can help you improve your soul's foundation!"

"Speak!" Sun Lingtong felt inexplicably irritated. He growled in impatience.

"I can tell you." Suddenly, a voice came from behind Sun Lingtong.

In an instant, without even thinking, he performed the air-piercing technique.

But his body remained where it was, without any movement.

"Why can I see my body from a distance?" The strange angle made Sun Lingtong extremely horrified.

When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that his soul had been pulled out of his body and was being held in the air by a mysterious monk who had grabbed his throat! Sun Lingtong turned around and saw a tall, thin man with black hair, smiling at him.

The man was wearing a black robe and had disheveled hair.

He has no pupils, and his eye sockets are filled with white.

Sun Lingtong was startled, and thought of some information in her memory. She blurted out the man's identity: "'Blind Judge' Qi Bai?"

The black-clothed man Qi Bai smiled lightly, his breath was extremely cold and sinister: "You know me? This saves me some trouble."

"Outer disciple Han Ming pays homage to the true teachings!" Han Ming was extremely excited. She did not expect rescue to come so quickly.

She originally thought she was going to die, but unexpectedly she found a way out!

Sun Lingtong's body lowered its head and stood there, motionless.

His soul was held captive by Qi Bai: "Qi Bai, you are a dignified Jindan, a true disciple of the Soul Devouring Sect. You, you have long been eyeing the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, so you showed up in time."

Qi Bai smiled again: "You are very smart, which is good. I like to communicate with smart people."

"That's right."

"We in the Soul Devouring Sect have been keeping a close eye on Huoshi Mountain."

"Huoshi Mountain was once a bad place. There were countless volcanic eruptions, burying countless lives. The spiritual energy, earth flames and other natural treasures caused by the volcanic eruption, as well as the extremely fertile soil, gradually attracted lives to live here. Then one day, the volcano erupted again, creating a slaughterhouse where billions of lives died tragically."

"Tell me, is this a murder of all living things carefully planned by nature?"

Qi Bai paused and continued, "From ancient times to the present, so many lives have died in Huoshi Mountain. Even if their souls have been scattered, the remaining soul essence still accumulates, forming an immeasurable soul treasure."

"Why do the red flame monsters in Huoshi Mountain appear endlessly? It's because their souls are melted by the earth flames and transformed into new seeds, which bloom the flowers of life again in the form of monsters."

"This should be the blessed land of our Soul Devouring Sect, the best place for its distribution."

"Unfortunately, the Three Sect Masters left behind the Lava Fairy Palace here, and the Nandou Dynasty built a fairy city here."

"Most people are eyeing the Lava Fairy Palace, but compared to this, our sect values ​​the immeasurable soul treasure hidden deep in the Fire Persimmon Mountain more."

When Qi Bai said this, he looked up at the top of the mountain, revealing a mixture of greed, curiosity, and desire.

Han Ming couldn't help but cry for help: "Master Qi Bai, save me!"

"Be patient." Qi Bai stretched out his finger and lightly hooked it, then he captured the souls of the three defeated people from the Soul Devouring Sect.

Seeing how easily he did it, Sun Lingtong couldn't help but say, "As expected of a blind judge, you have really cultivated the soul-stealing technique to the extreme, and have mastered the seed of magical power in the Golden Core Stage."

If it were an ordinary spell, Sun Lingtong might have a chance to dodge Qi Bai's sneak attack by using the air-piercing spell.

However, the soul-stealing technique at the seed level of magical power directly turned Sun Lingtong into a prisoner.

The souls of the three defeated men floated in the air. The Hooked Nose and Triangular Eyes, who had reacted, were overjoyed and saluted Qi Bai.

Qi Bai said: "My sect is a major sect of the devil. This time, the three of you joined forces, but were defeated by one person. If this gets out, it will definitely damage the reputation of our sect."

"If I hadn't acted in time, the death of the three of you would have been inevitable."

"Tell me now, where did you fail this time? If your explanation makes sense, I will save your lives."

"That doesn't make sense. I will just stand by and watch. If you die at the hands of others, the sect's rules and regulations will not be able to embarrass me."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" The hook-nosed man was the first to say, "I was careless and didn't expect this thief Sun to have the ability to steal the power of the Immortal City's formation."

"I have already seen the magic circle he set up in his own courtyard. It is nothing special."

"But this may be a disguise he deliberately arranged. In fact, this small courtyard protection formation can connect to the Immortal City formation."

"That's right. I set up the formation in the courtyard. As time went on, the small formation gradually became active, which indirectly triggered the large formation. The power of the Immortal City formation was so great that it broke my formation from the outside in, causing me to suffer a fierce backlash."

"Not bad." Qi Bai nodded, "Let's go back."

He said this lightly, and the hook-nosed man's soul flew back to his body and woke up in an instant.

"Let me tell you." Triangle Eyes responded quickly, "We lost because of internal friction."

"If the three of us worked together with full strength, we would have been able to capture Sun Lingtong long ago."

"It's just that the two of us were indignant at Han Ming's arrogance, so we stopped and gave the enemy a chance to catch his breath."

Qi Bai nodded: "You didn't see the latter part of the battle, and still underestimated Sun Lingtong's combat power. However, what you said is also the reason for the defeat. Let's go back."

"Thank you, sir!" Triangle Eyes was overjoyed. The next moment his soul returned to the body and he crawled up.

"Han Ming, what do you think?" Qi Bai looked at Han Ming's soul.

"How despicable!" Han Ming's soul was filled with resentment, "Qi Bai is just trying to use this to warn me and make me submit to him!"

Han Ming saw through Qi Bai's purpose.

She is a proud person.

Likewise, he is a pragmatic person.

If she had not been rescued, she would have surrendered to the young man. After being rescued, her first thought was to settle accounts with the young man! The fortune field of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight fully stimulated Han Ming's revenge mentality, making her ignore the risks involved.

Now, she was interrogated by Qi Bai, and she instantly realized that she was being used as a gun and reduced to a pawn to spy on the way forward.

Qi Bai wanted to use this opportunity to force her to submit and use her for his own purposes.

"In essence, what's the difference between this and the way a young man treats me?!"

"Let them fight each other!"

"One is an immortal, and the other is a golden elixir cultivator, haha!"

"Isn't it because of lack of strength?" Qi Bai interrupted her.

"Yes." Han Ming gritted his teeth and admitted it, then took the initiative to mention: As long as Qi Bai helped her to avenge her and kill the young man, she would be willing to submit to Qi Bai for a hundred years and they could sign a soul contract.

Qi Bai smiled: "You are quite smart."

He did value Han Ming, who possessed talent. Even if it was only inferior talent, having him as a subordinate would still be of great value.

Afterwards, he released Han Ming's soul, put his body back together, and gave him some treatment.

Han Ming finally had the ability to move freely.

Qi Bai looked at Sun Lingtong and said, "Tell me, where is the little guest?"

Sun Lingtong tried to delay as much as possible: "You just said, tell me how Han Ming asked for help."

"You still remember it." Qi Bai smiled and told the details.

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Han Ming took the initiative to mention the Soul Covenant to Ning Zhuo. The creation of the Soul Covenant requires many key materials.

Among these materials, there are some rare ones that are actually secretly monopolized by the Soul Devouring Sect.

After Han Ming was captured, Ning Zhuo collected key materials for the Soul Contract. When the purchase information was spread, it immediately aroused the vigilance and attention of the dark forces of the Soul Devouring Sect.

In addition, since Han Ming has lost contact, it is easy to assume that she has been captured alive and is in urgent need of rescue.

Don't forget, Qi Bai has been secretly paying attention to Huoshi Xiancheng.

"It turns out to be so simple." Sun Lingtong sighed.

"Simple and straightforward arrangements are often more reliable than spells and magic tools." Qi Bai said, "Now it's your turn to help me solve my puzzles."

Sun Lingtong shook his head and spread his hands: "We didn't agree on this beforehand."

"You don't want to cooperate?" Qi Bai felt a little strange. "You know me. I have a title called Blind Judge. You are also aware of this."

Sun Lingtong said: "Then come."

"You may not have experienced the pain of soul searching. It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people." Qi Bai smiled coldly, "Since you want to try it once or twice, I will satisfy you!"

He pinched the soul of Sun Lingtong and entered the house.

He took out a seal, infused it with magical power, and threw it into the air.

The seal is floating in the air.

Qi Bai performed the ritual and bowed to the seal: "Please respectfully ask the judge to investigate!"

The seal burst out with tremendous ghost energy, and quickly condensed into a huge figure.

Summoning magic - Chacha Judge! The ghost judge was fierce and ferocious, sitting cross-legged like a temple statue, looking down at Sun Lingtong.

The judge's eyes flashed with lightning, piercing through Sun Lingtong's soul and wantonly searching every inch of his memory.

Sun Lingtong was unable to resist and instantly fell into darkness.

When the little boy opened his eyes, he saw his master.

The master said to him with a loving and compassionate look: "Alas, you are such a greedy kid. After taking the Dingyan Pill, you can only focus on practicing the Boy's Kung Fu."

The memory was suddenly pushed, as if an invisible big hand was forcibly recalling Sun Lingtong's memory.

Sun Lingtong was in the Red Flame Demon Cave, staring at a corner of the Lava Fairy Palace, waiting anxiously.

"Master, Master, why don't you come out?"

The memory was triggered again.

The scene changed from Huoshi Mountain to an alley in the fairy city.

Sun Lingtong was seriously injured and dying, lying on the ground, with no one paying attention to him.

A two-year-old child discovered him, approached cautiously, and then tried his best to drag Sun Lingtong into the house.

The memory flashed again.

Sun Lingtong was already lying on the bed, looking weakly at his savior.

The two-year-old child was holding the bowl and handing it to Sun Lingtong to drink.

"You finally woke up."

“Drink it now!”

"This is the medicine I made for you. It will be good for your recovery."

Sun Lingtong's eyes were dull, still trying to react.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Ning Zhuo."

"Where do you live? What are your parents' names? Do you remember?"

Sun Lingtong was touched and murmured subconsciously: "Master, Master..."

Two-year-old Ning Zhuo nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, when you were unconscious, you always called Master. Where is your Master?"

Sun Lingtong's eyes suddenly turned red: "My master didn't come out... I want to find him!"

As he said this, he was about to stand up.

But he was too weak, his hands were no longer able to support himself, and he fell back onto the bed.

Two-year-old Ning Zhuo rushed forward to help him, and comforted him in a baby voice: "Don't worry, don't worry. If you want to find your master, you can ask your parents to do it. You should just take good care of your injuries."

Sun Lingtong was anxious: "Master is my only relative in this world! Apart from him, I have no other relatives."

The two-year-old Ning Zhu was stunned. Feeling the same pain, he burst out with strong sympathy from the bottom of his heart! He choked up and said, "I, I don't have any relatives either. My father died in the war before I was born."

"My mother also passed away not long ago."

"Well... although I still have an uncle, he is very fierce and I never feel that he is my relative."

When he said this, the two-year-old Ning Zhuo's eyes quickly turned red and his lips began to tremble.

Sun Lingtong was stunned, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Don't cry..."

"Wow!" The next moment, the two-year-old Ning Zhuo burst into tears when he thought of the sad thing.

Sun Lingtong stared at it, helpless.

He was rescued, but this rescuer... was a little special.

(End of this chapter)