The old man stretched out his hand and tied up the two of them with a few spiritual ropes. He then walked leisurely in the courtyard and quietly flew out of the Jihuo Gate.

The sect formation was completely ignored.

From the appearance of the old man to disappear, no one felt abnormal.

"Boy, you may hate me now. When you learn the power of the divine pattern, you will definitely be grateful to me too late."

The faint sound, accompanied by a hiccup, disappeared into the night.

When Qin Cheng woke up again, he found himself lying in the pile of firewood and hay, and could smell the smell of soil and plants around him.

My head hurts a little, and I struggled to sit up.

Where I am at this time is a dilapidated thatched hut, just like a farmhouse that holds firewood.

The skylight shone through the gaps around it. It was obvious that it was already dawn, but I just didn't know how many days I had fainted.

On the low table on one side of the house, there were a few candles lit, which also provided some light.

Behind the candles, there are statues that are taller than one person.

It seems that this candle is

"Tactic Demon, Talisman."

Qin Cheng shouted, but his voice was like a rock sinking into the sea, and his spiritual consciousness was actually blocked.

Subconsciously touched the waist, Qin Cheng's expression changed again, and even the storage bag was taken away.

The spiritual consciousness was sealed and the storage bag was gone.

Even his cultivation level seems to have been sealed a lot.

At this moment, Qin Cheng thought of the old man's words and his mouth twitched.

Accept your disciple? Accept your sister disciple!

Have you seen anyone accepting disciples like this?

"Qincheng, you must die a bad death."

A sudden scream came from the side, and then a body suddenly sat up, as if a nightmare woke up, gasping heavily.

“Where is this?”

Peng Shui woke up with a confused look on his face.

He thought he was dead, or at least imprisoned, but he woke up to this unfamiliar environment, which made Peng Shui feel a little uncomfortable.

With eyes facing each other, both of them saw the complexity on each other's faces.

"Why are you here too?" Peng Shui said.

"Why you are there, I am there."

"The previous magic was not used by you?" Peng Shui reacted instantly.

"We both were arrested." Qin Cheng said.

"Then why do you look so neat?"

Peng Shui was a little unhappy again.

Both of them were caught, their shoulders were pierced, and their clothes were stained with blood. Now, with the powerful physical strength, although the wound had healed, they still felt a little uncomfortable.

But Qincheng is spotless and looks like nothing is wrong.

"Stop talking, someone is here." Qin Cheng suddenly whispered when he saw Peng Shui still wanted to speak.

"Junior brother, you're awake."

Just after a few breaths, the door of the thatched hut creaked open, and a man and a woman walked in.

These two people don't look too old.

The man is a little older and is close to middle age, while the woman looks only about thirty years old and has a relatively ordinary appearance and temperament.

The two of them have the same cultivation level as the Tribulation Realm.

At this time, the woman was still holding plates in her hand, with a bowl of hot white porridge inside.

"Junior brother, after waking up, you will feel much more comfortable when you drink a few sips of porridge." The woman smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, we all have this kind of strength, so let's avoid it." Qin Cheng said speechlessly.

The atmosphere is a bit weird.

These two people should be with the strange old man because of the title.

But in this case, who dares to drink other people's things casually, and everyone has long been fasting, so they don't need to eat or drink.

This woman's approach was somewhat difficult for Qin Cheng to understand.

"Haha, junior sister, I just said don't do these things, you have to prepare." The man next to him also smiled.

"Senior brother, I see that mortals always bring some things to those injured. I'm just imitating this." The woman said speechlessly.

"That's a mortal. If you want to have a good relationship, you should also bring a few fairy grasses." The man said.

"Senior brother makes sense, so what kind of fairy grass is better to bring?" the woman thought.

Peng Shui was already confused by the side, and Qin Cheng's mouth twitched, feeling that both men and women were a little weird.

Is the key to the problem something brings?

The problem is that I don’t know you, and you suddenly come over and you can’t eat anything you want.

Besides, my injury is not suspected to be caused by your master. What a nonsense.

However, from the attitudes and names of these two people, they do not seem to have malicious intentions, they really regard themselves as their junior brother.

"Two fellow Taoists, let's get straight to the point. What does the old man arrest me mean? And what do you want me to do when I get me here?"

Qin Cheng took a deep breath and interrupted the strange conversation.

"Oh, you said Master."

The man smiled gently when he heard this, "Actually, you don't have to be so resentful. Finding suitable disciples from outside and catching them to accept the inheritance is the rule of our lineage, not aimed at you."

"That's the rule that seals my spiritual cultivation and steals my storage bag?" Qin Cheng frowned.

"My junior's storage bag is still there, so I'll put it outside now. When you have enough strength to leave the house, you can take it away at any time."


Chapter completed!