My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Seeing Chu Ci asking questions, Peng Qi slowly said, “In fact, this is also learned from a cultivator we are following.”

Three days ago, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building hurriedly walked into their store, and as soon as he entered, he asked to check whether there was any tracking mark on his body.

Peng Qi and his companions immediately realized that this person might be carrying some kind of treasure, so they secretly placed a spiritual mark on him.

The cultivator paid three thousand spirit stones for this, and then left happily and flew out of the city.

Peng Qi and the other two followed closely behind him, following him silently until they reached a secluded place, where they worked together to subdue the man.

After some interrogation and soul searching, they learned each other's secrets.

It turned out that this cultivator was named Xu Zihao. His father was a Jindan cultivator. More than a hundred years ago, he and two other people accidentally discovered a thousand-year-old dark spirit fruit tree. From then on, the three of them agreed to meet once every ten years when the tree was ripe and share the dark spirit fruit equally.

Over the past hundred years, these three people have cultivated dark attribute skills with the help of the thousand-year-old dark spirit fruit, and their strength has greatly increased. However, Xu's father is in seclusion recently to break through the realm of perfect Dan formation, and he is unable to come in person, so he sent Xu Zihao to pick the dark spirit fruit with a token.

After listening to Peng Qi's story, Chu Ci's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he asked: "You said Xu Zihao came with a token in his hand, where is the token now?"

Peng Qi took out a dark black sign from his storage ring and handed it to Chu Ci. The sign was engraved with complex runes, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Peng Qi said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, this is Xu Zihao's token. According to him, there is a large formation outside the Dark Spirit Fruit Tree, which was set up by three people. The three tokens must be used at the same time to open the formation."

"The Millennium Dark Spirit Fruit is indeed extremely rare, but the two opponents are Jindan cultivators. We cannot easily get our hands on such a treasure." Chu Ci said, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Peng Qi was moved when he heard this, and continued Chu Ci's words:

"Fellow Daoist Qi, I actually had something to say just now. According to Xu Zihao's memory, the two Jindan cultivators had never met him, and the agreement between them was only based on a token. Moreover, the two had practiced in seclusion decades ago, and they also sent their trusted followers to keep the appointment. Therefore, I have an idea..."

At this point, he suddenly shut up.

Chu Ci said: "Fellow Daoist Peng, feel free to speak up. Since we have already signed the Soul Contract, we are in the same boat and there is no need to hide anything."

Peng Qi seemed to have made up his mind after hearing this, and continued, "In fact, after searching Xu Zihao's soul, we had a bold idea. That is, one of us pretends to be Xu Zihao and goes to trade with the two Jindan cultivators with the token. This may be able to conceal the truth and obtain the Dark Spirit Fruit without anyone noticing. However, the other party's cultivation is unfathomable, and we can't help but feel a little apprehensive, so we have been hesitant."

Chu Ci listened to Peng Qi's narration quietly, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally raised his head: "Although this plan is risky, it is still a feasible method. However, the risk is huge. Who is willing to take this risk?"

Peng Qi looked at Chu Ci and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I'll go!"

Then he continued, "However, Fellow Daoist Qi, I have a request. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

"Fellow Taoist, please speak."

Peng Qi took a deep breath and said:

"There are only two possible outcomes. One is that I successfully obtain the Dark Spirit Fruit. If that's the case, I don't want anything but hope that Fellow Daoist Qi can return my soul to me. The other is that I am discovered and killed by the other party. If that's the case, I have no regrets. However, I hope that Fellow Daoist can give this storage ring to my sister after I die."

After Peng Qi finished speaking, he quietly waited for Chu Ci's response.

Chu Ci did not answer immediately, but asked: "Where are the times and places in Xu Zihao's memory?"

"Three days later, the location is near Heilonggou, 12,000 miles away."

Chu Ci pondered for a moment. In fact, the purpose of signing the soul contract was just to ensure that he could get the whereabouts of the dark spirit fruit. With Peng Qi's cultivation, it was not of much use to him. In this case, why not let him willingly take the risk to help him get the dark spirit fruit?

Thinking of this, Chu Ci said loudly: "Then I will follow your words. If you can really obtain the Dark Spirit Fruit, I will give you freedom and I will never break my promise."

Peng Qi was overjoyed when he heard this. He clasped his fist towards Chu Ci and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, you have let bygones be bygones. I admire you."

After that, the two began to discuss the specific plan. A distance of more than 10,000 miles can be reached in one day. Before that, Chu Ci decided to go to the nearby market first and look for Fang Yuan and his nephew.

It was still dark, so they decided to set off at noon tomorrow. Chu Ci said to Peng Qi, "Before that, you wait for me here."

Peng Qi nodded in agreement. He knew that he would face two Jindan cultivators in three days, and his condition was crucial. He needed to recover his physical strength as soon as possible, stabilize his mind, and be fully prepared.

Chu Ci turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

Peng Qi watched him leave, then turned back into the house, sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

After only an incense stick of time, Chu Ci found the shop according to his memory. In front of the shop door was still hanging the old wooden board, on which were the words "Specialized in selling battle flags" written crookedly in chalk.

He was about to enter the store when he suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual power.

Someone! More than one.

Chu Ci became alert and quickly reached out to stick the two talismans on his body.

His figure and breath disappeared in an instant.

Soon after, five or six people came out of Fang's shop. Chu Ci could see clearly from hiding in the dark. These people had murderous looks on their faces and it was obvious that they were not good people.

The leader was a square-faced man who walked over and said, "Damn it, that old guy is dishonest. The stuff isn't even in his store!"

"Brother, what do you think we should do?" asked a short man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks nearby.

"Let's go! Go back and continue the interrogation!" said the square-faced man coldly.

Chu Ci was stunned. These people came out of the shop of Fang's uncle and nephew, and the old man they were talking about should be Fang Yuan's uncle. What was their purpose? What were they looking for?

Chu Ci decided to follow and see, but he knew he couldn't act immediately, otherwise he would be discovered.

He waited patiently for a while, until those people flew out thirty or forty miles, then he flew up and took out an unused disguise talisman to change his appearance. This time, he was a middle-aged man with a big beard, about forty years old.

Chu Ci injected spiritual power into his eyes and used the Golden Eye Technique to its full potential. Although it was night, he could see the figures of the people in front of him clearly.