"And become my servant, and have a high status in Taoism, even surpassing some saint sons."

"In addition to the elixirs you should have every month, you can also receive medicine kings and even spiritual stones to ensure that your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds."

"Oh. After talking about so many benefits, don't you need to pay to become your servant?" Qin Cheng sneered.

"Of course, if you reap something, you must make sacrifices. And what you pay for is that from now on, you must obey my orders unconditionally and accept me as your master." Senior Brother Zhang said matter-of-factly.

"This is a rare opportunity in Qincheng. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Senior Brother Zhang's expression seemed to be like a gift when he spoke.

It seems as if I am not letting others be my servants, but I am receiving the great blessings from others.

"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of being someone else's slave." Qin Cheng refused with a sneer.

"you!"

Senior Brother Zhang was slightly angry. He didn't expect Qin Cheng to refuse so quickly. He would have thought that Qin Cheng would be overjoyed, but he simply didn't appreciate it.

"I understand. You are an outsider and you have no idea what a noble honor it is to be a servant of the Holy Son of Taoism. You also don't understand how big the gap is between my strength and yours."

Senior Brother Zhang suddenly understood and looked at Qin Cheng with a touch of pity.

"Well, if I use my strength to deal with you, it seems that I am too bullying. I will use a literary fight to let you know how difficult it is for us Taoist cultivators to match."

"I'm not interested." Qin Cheng said coldly.

"Haha, you should be interested if I bring this out, right?"

Senior Brother Zhang smiled and took out a crystal clear spiritual stone from his arms.

This spirit stone was very full of aura. As soon as he took it out, the whole room suddenly became filled with aura.

Qin Cheng's eyes also flashed brightly.

To build a puppet by yourself, the most lacking thing is a high-quality spiritual stone, and what he has in hand is quite suitable.

"I feel some of the immortal cultivator's methods in you. You won't refuse this thing, right?" Senior Brother Zhang seemed to be full of confidence.

"How do you want to fight?" Qin Cheng said.

Although this picture of senior brother is very annoying, he will not be in trouble with the spirit stone.

"You have a fight with me, but I won't attack you. But I can put the Qingfeng Sword in my hand against your neck." Senior Brother Zhang said proudly.

This kind of fighting method has never been heard of in Qin Cheng, but it sounds interesting.

"Okay, take out three spiritual stones and let me compete with you." Qin Cheng said.

"What if you lose?" Senior Brother Zhang said.

"If I lose, I'll give you this spiritual herb."

Qin Cheng took out a medicinal plant obtained from the Shengquan Sect.

"I didn't expect you to have such a treasure, but it's a pity that it will be mine soon." Senior Brother Zhang showed surprise at first, and then smiled.

The two came to the Qinmen martial arts arena again.

When everyone in the Qin clan saw the two men walking onto the ring, they all showed surprise and excitement and gathered around them.

"Qin Cheng, you and I will stand at the two corners of the arena."

Senior Brother Zhang raised his hand, and an illusory figure suddenly appeared next to him, and then he pulled out his sword and threw it to the phantom.

"My phantom dummy doesn't have any cultivation, but using my magic, I can let him kill you in this transformation state." Senior Brother Zhang said in disgust.

"This is boring. Why don't I send someone up to see if I can put this sword on your neck." Qin Cheng said.

"It seems you are very confident, okay." Senior Brother Zhang snorted coldly.

"Zhong Yu, come out."

Qin Cheng pointed at a tall and thin young man under the stage.

The young man was young, but his eyes were firm, and he was immediately excited when he was pointed out.

Zhong Yu was also one of the people who had been taught a lesson by Senior Brother Zhang before. Although he had only been introduced for a short time, he was very talented and had already reached the realm of the Great Wuzong at a young age.

"Master, can I do that?" Zhong Yu's face turned red and he walked up to the stage nervously.

"Don't worry, just take my sword and cross this man's neck in a moment." Qin Cheng said: "Be careful not to slip your hands, otherwise it will be bad if you kill him by Senior Brother Zhang."

Everyone at the scene suddenly burst into laughter.

"Don't worry, Master, I won't kill him." Zhong Yu said seriously.

He admires Qin Cheng extremely. Since Qin Cheng has told him, he believes that he will definitely do it.

"Haha, kill me? I'm afraid you won't have a chance in this life."

Senior Brother Zhang sneered at Zhong Yu and ignored him at all.

"Let's start, let me see what method you use?"

Qin Cheng was also a little curious and shouted lowly.

"Then as you wish."

A smile appeared on Senior Brother Zhang's lips, and the aura from his whole body suddenly emitted, and then a ray of light appeared in the depths of his eyes. It kept spinning and expanding, like a whirlpool, swallowing people's hearts.

Many Qinmen disciples around saw this whirlpool of light. They all showed signs of dementia, as if they had turned into zombies.

Qin Cheng also looked slightly startled, being attracted by this whirlpool and wanting to get deeper into it.

But soon, Qin Cheng reacted.

"Illusion."

Qin Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of spiritual energy surged through his body. He immediately broke free from this state.

"This kid can actually cast magic talismans in his eyes, it's really impressive." The Talisman Demon clicked his tongue in wonder.

"No wonder he engaged in some kind of literary fight. It seems he was prepared for it. But it's not like I don't know how to do this."

Qin Cheng sneered in his heart. After learning the talismans from the Talisman Demon for so long, he was also familiar with these things and knew how to crack them.

Qin Cheng's fingers were curled up in his sleeves to shoot out a few flashes of light, and then he flicked them.

This movement was so subtle that no one noticed it.

Afterwards, Qin Cheng looked sluggish, as if he had been controlled.

"Succeeded."

Seeing this, Senior Brother Zhang looked proud.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the illusory figure picked up the sword and walked slowly towards Qin Cheng.

But Qin Cheng was like a puppet, turning a blind eye to the danger.

Soon, the Qiushui Sword was placed on Qin Cheng's neck.

"Qin Cheng, you lose."

Senior Brother Zhang waved his hand to dispel the illusion.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses. Everyone looked confused, not knowing what had just happened.

When they looked up at the stadium again, they were extremely shocked.

Qin Cheng seemed to have turned into a puppet. He remained motionless and allowed the phantom to threaten him with his sword.

"See, this is the skill of us Taoist cultivators." Senior Brother Zhang sneered at Qin Cheng: "Since you lose, just hand over the Emperor of Medicine."

"Senior brother." The woman in the audience suddenly spoke, holding her forehead, as if she was quite helpless.

"Um?"

Senior Brother Zhang was stunned and didn't understand what the woman meant.

When he turned around again, he was surprised to find that Qin Cheng's body slowly melted, turned into a mist, and then disappeared.

"What's going on?" Senior Brother Zhang was a little surprised, how could a person turn into fog.

He looked around sharply. Only then did he realize that Qin Cheng was standing in another place.

"Senior Brother Zhang agreed." Qin Cheng said with a smile.
Chapter completed!