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

After the onlookers left, City Lord Qin said with a smile:

"I wonder what your name is? If there is nothing urgent, would you please come to my humble abode for a chat?"

From his words, he already treated Chu Ci as an equal.

Chu Ci looked at City Lord Qin, his eyes flickering, thinking about how to decline. At this moment, there was no way he would visit the residence of a Jindan cultivator.

At this moment, Mr. Song on the side quickly interrupted and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, City Lord Qin! But this fellow Taoist is actually my savior, and I was just about to host a banquet to entertain him and give him generous gifts in return of my gratitude. Now that City Lord Qin has come, aren't you depriving me of the opportunity to repay my benefactor? Hahahahaha..."

Mr. Song said this half-jokingly with a flattering smile on his face.

Although Mr. Song himself only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining, the force behind him is the Red Horse Merchant Alliance, which has tentacles extending to more than a dozen small countries in the surrounding areas. It has extensive influence and powerful strength, which is far beyond what City Lord Qin can contend with.

Therefore, City Lord Qin would naturally not be negligent, not to mention that he had only said a few polite words.

Seeing Mr. Song say this, he responded casually:

"In that case, I will take my leave first. I hope you will come to my humble abode when you are free."

After a brief greeting, City Lord Qin turned and left.

After City Lord Qin walked away, Mr. Song lowered his voice and whispered to Chu Ci beside him:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I am grateful for your help this time. I see that you seem to be in a lot of trouble. If you trust me, I have a very safe place where you can go and rest for a while. It just so happens that I also have a few words to discuss with you."

Chu Ci couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "I wonder how Mr. Song knew my last name was Chu?"

Mr. Song smiled and said, "To be honest with you, Fellow Daoist Chu, I was awake when you were fighting. The situation was dangerous at the time, and I didn't dare to act rashly. But I heard everything you said clearly."

Chu Ci looked at the little old man in front of him who was only at the second level of Qi Refining. He still couldn't understand how he could survive such a fierce battle, so he asked:

"I didn't expect Mr. Song to be so skilled. He was unscathed in the battle just now."

Mr. Song carefully took off a crystal clear jade pendant from his chest and explained to Chu Ci: "This jade pendant contains a protective spiritual power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Everyone in our Song family has it. It can provide me with protection at critical moments, but this power can only last for about half an incense stick of time. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for your extraordinary strength. You ended the battle in just a few moves. If it had been delayed for too long, I'm afraid I would have lost my life long ago!"

Hearing this, Chu Ci suddenly realized. So that's why, these people sent to take charge of semicolon affairs are relatively weak, and even if they are implanted with soul lamps, it is difficult to completely avoid unexpected situations.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a very wise decision to prepare such a life-saving jade pendant for everyone.

Mr. Song continued, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this is not the place to talk. Please follow me. I have something to ask you."

Chu Ci didn't believe that the person in front of him could pose any threat to him. Even if his injuries were ten times more serious, the other party could not hurt him at all. Moreover, he was still short of three spiritual herbs to refine the nine kinds of golden elixirs. Now he happened to have saved Mr. Song's life unintentionally. Mr. Song was also a clan member of the leader of the Chima Merchant Alliance. It would be better to let the other party help him find these spiritual herbs. With the strength of the Chima Merchant Alliance, it should not be a difficult task.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci asked, "Where is the place Mr. Song is talking about?"

Mr. Song looked around and saw that there was no one around. He pointed to a place not far away and said, "It's just in front of us. Fellow Taoist, just follow me."

Chu Ci looked up and saw that the area within a radius of dozens of miles had been destroyed, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. There was no place to talk.

Mr. Song saw Chu Ci's doubt and said, "In fact, each semicolon has a secret room. The secret room is filled with powerful restrictions. Even a Yuanying cultivator would find it difficult to break through in a short time. The most important treasures of each semicolon are placed in the secret room."

At this time, Mr. Song's face became sincere and serious, and he continued, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this is a big secret that our business alliance will never mention to outsiders. The reason why I told you is, firstly, to thank you for not attacking me, and secondly, I have something to discuss with you, so naturally I have to show my sincerity first."

Chu Ci pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "If that's the case, then let's do as Mr. Song says. But before that, I have to put away his body first."

As he said this, he raised his hand and pointed at Han Feiyu's body.

Mr. Song had just heard the conversation between Chu Ci and Han Feiyu, and realized that Chu Ci wanted to bury him, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart.

Chu Ci stepped towards Han Feiyu, and with a slight shake of his wrist, a large piece of yellow cloth flew out and landed accurately on Han Feiyu, and quickly wrapped around and tightened, like a tailor-made shroud.

Then, Chu Ci waved his hand and put it into the storage ring. Then Chu Ci turned his eyes to Chen Yun who was lying not far away, and after a little thought, he put her into the ring as well.

Let this couple rest in peace together at Zuohua Peak.

After doing all this, Chu Ci followed Mr. Song towards the secret room. Suddenly, Chu Ci noticed a weak energy fluctuation coming from not far behind them.

Although Chu Ci was injured, his spiritual awareness was still strong. He sensed the exact location of the fluctuation, which was the medicine garden in the backyard of the Chima Merchant Alliance.

Chu Ci was impressed by this place because the last time he followed Shopkeeper Zhang into the backyard, he had witnessed a rare dragon blood red essence flower with his own eyes.

This dragon blood red essence flower is three hundred years old. Compared with the ordinary spiritual herbs around it, it is much older and is protected by a ban.

Chu Ci concentrated his mind and used his spiritual sense to investigate again. In the end, he was sure that the spiritual power fluctuations he had just detected came from the dragon blood red essence flower.

And the original ban seemed to have been destroyed.

Chu Ci looked at Mr. Song who was walking in front of him. If he took the spiritual herb away at this time, others would definitely think that it was damaged in the previous battle.

Although he believed that Mr. Song would give him the magic herb even if he asked directly, why not do it since he didn't have to owe anyone a favor.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci's mind moved, and he ordered the Ghost Stone Monkey to go and pick the remaining spiritual herbs, and then hide here and wait for him to come out.

After receiving the order, the Ghost Stone Monkey disappeared instantly.

However, Mr. Song in front had no idea that with Chu Ci's level of cultivation, it would be easy for him to hide the truth.