Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 182 Imprisonment
After taking out a Yunling Pill and taking it, Yang Qingyan's pale face turned rosy.

Then he took a look at the young man surnamed Wu who had fainted on the table, stretched out his palm, and tapped his dantian a few times, with a flash of blue light, Yang Qingyan sealed his dantian with his power.

There are also many disadvantages of this sealing technique, not to mention that the magic power of the person who casts it must be higher than that of the person who is sealed, and it is not very safe, there is a chance of being washed away, so Yang Qingyan is also considering whether to use it in the future Learn a sealing technique.

Seeing that his dantian was sealed by himself, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, walked to the side of the young man surnamed Wu, first took off his storage bag, and then put the iron plate and jade box on the table into the Sumeru Ring .

After doing this, Yang Qingyan looked at the young man surnamed Wu and thought about how to deal with him. It would be against her own heart to kill him directly to search for the soul, and she couldn't do such a cruel thing, and since this The young man surnamed Wu also intended to steal this treasure, so why didn't she use him to accomplish this?

It would be fine if she didn't have the mark of the wood god. Since she had the mark of the wood god, she could directly control him without worrying about betrayal.

After thinking up to this point, Yang Qingyan made a decision in her heart. To be on the safe side, Yang Qingyan patted the storage bag, took out a soundproof talisman, and isolated the entire room.

Then Yang Qingyan sat down beside the young man surnamed Wu, and took out the iron token to look at it. After reading it several times, he found nothing. She glanced back and forth on the token, but no matter how she glanced, she felt that the token was just an ordinary iron token.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Qingyan turned his gaze to the unconscious young man surnamed Wu next to him. According to his reaction just now, the token should be real. Why is there nothing unusual about it?

I wondered in my heart, could it be that there is something hidden inside the iron token, just now the spiritual glance was just scanning the outside and the surface of the token, and did not go into the deepest part.

When I think about it at this moment, I feel that there is only one reason. With the movement of the divine mind, the power of the spiritual consciousness gathers and condenses into a thin long needle of spiritual consciousness in mid-air. The long needle pointed at the iron plate in his hand and stabbed down.

Spiritual consciousness is like a needle, just after piercing one-third of it, the long needle formed by spiritual consciousness can't penetrate any more. Seeing a strange color flashing in Yang Qingyan's eyes here, there is indeed a problem!
Then I tried a few more times, no matter how Yang Qingyan pushed, I couldn't spy on it anymore.

Seeing that the spiritual sense was useless, Yang Qingyan didn't go to the experiment any more. As soon as the divine sense moved, she dispersed the long needle of the divine sense, planning to wait for the young man surnamed Wu to wake up before asking him.

Two hours later, the young man surnamed Wu made a painful voice out of his mouth, and his body, which was originally motionless, trembled slightly.

Then the young man surnamed Wu slowly raised his head from the wooden table. At this time, there was still a trace of pain and confusion on his face, but when he saw a young man in white sitting in front of him suddenly, his expression changed suddenly. He touched the storage bag on his waist with one hand.

But when he touched it, he found nothing, which immediately made his already discolored face even more ugly, but he didn't seem to give up, and started to make another trick, as if he was going to cast some spell, who knew that this trick, I found that I couldn't use mana at all.Immediately, that extremely ugly face changed like the bottom of a pot.

But even so, he still looked at Yang Qingyan calmly and said angrily, "Who are you, and what is the purpose of doing this?"

Yang Qingyan looked at the panic on his face, smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, don't you know why I did this?"

As he spoke, Yang Qing looked at the iron token in his right hand with a chuckle on his face.

"Key!" The young man surnamed Wu's face changed again when he saw the object in Yang Qingyan's hand. In desperation, he even called out the word "key".But immediately, he seemed to know that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly shut up.

But how could Yang Qingyan let him go? Immediately, a strange color flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, and she smiled evilly and said, "The key?! Could this be the key to your Wu family's treasure house?"

Hearing Yang Qingyan's words, the young man surnamed Wu's face turned blue and red, and his eyes were full of anxiety and anger. He glanced at Yang Qingyan and said, "Whether it is the key to the treasure house or not, it has nothing to do with fellow Taoists. If you don't retreat now, the Wu family won't let you go."

Yang Qingyan didn't mind hearing his last sentence, but after hearing the next sentence, she immediately felt that something was wrong. After thinking about the meaning of this sentence, the young man surnamed Wu seemed to be sure that the Wu family would come in the afternoon, and immediately thought, Although this young man surnamed Wu seems to have a high status in the Wu family, but he is not likely to be able to get the key to his own treasure house!I'm afraid the patriarch doesn't even have this kind of right?After all, the Wu family still has an ancestor!How could he give the key to his own hidden treasure to a junior.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but secretly change color, but although she was shocked in her heart, she still had a relaxed look on her face, she smiled slightly, and said: "That's right, what fellow Daoist said, Ling also remembered, If it was the key to your Wu family's treasure house, how could it appear in your hands? Could it be that you stole it?"

As soon as Yang Qingyan said this, a trace of panic flashed across the seemingly calm face of the young man surnamed Wu, and he hurriedly said: "Nonsense, as a disciple of the Wu family, how could Wu steal his things, but a fellow Taoist?" , since you know that I am a disciple of the Wu family, you still dare to treat Wu like this, what is your intention?!"

After Yang Qingyan heard the young man's words, she smiled disapprovingly and said, "Who is Ling? You will know after meeting Fellow Daoist Wu, but it is the fact that Fellow Daoist stole your own key. If someone finds out, ha ha, then Fellow Daoist I am afraid that a catastrophe will be unavoidable."

Hearing that Yang Qingyan was so sure that he had stolen his key, the young man surnamed Wu also knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he turned hard and said, "Since Fellow Daoist already knows, then Wu will no longer You lied to fellow daoists, this key was stolen by Mr. Wu, but Mr. Wu was detained by fellow daoists before he finished the matter. If Mr. Wu has not finished handling this matter after noon today, then the elders of the clan will If you find out that the key is lost, the elders will be angry, and if you find this place, you may not be able to escape fellow daoists!"

After hearing this, Yang Qingyan chuckled and said, "Don't fellow daoists know what escaping is? As long as I kill fellow daoists and flee with the key, who can find me?"

But after the young man surnamed Wu listened, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes and he said, "Did you think that the key is so easy to get? You don't know where the treasure house is, you just know it. How should an outsider enter. What's more, there is one most important thing that Wu forgot to tell his fellow Taoists, that is, this key was tampered with by the ancestors of his clan. The key is lost, hehe, as long as the restriction hidden in the key is activated, no matter where the fellow daoist is hiding, don’t even think about escaping tracking!”

(End of this chapter)