Han Ke looked at the dark stones in Meng Li's hand and asked with a smile: "What is this? It's so amazing!"

Meng Li played with the stone and said, "This is called a soul collecting mirror. It is not a good thing to be able to include some souls. If you want it, I will get it for you too?"

When Han Ke heard this, he was happy: "Then let me get one, thank you."

Meng Li smiled and said, "Why be so polite between you and my brother?"

Han Ke grinned, and thought of the magic weapon that Meng Li took out just now, so he asked with a smile: "I saw that the one you took out was a pipa? It seems to be quite powerful."

After hearing this, Meng Li shook his palm and the instrument just now appeared in his hand again. "You are talking about this, just an ordinary pipa, nothing is amazing."

"I think it's quite powerful, at least it's better than my soul-catching pen. That Yang Wei, I couldn't even use the Soul-Stationing Spell to stabilize him at that time, so you can easily control him." Han Ke said enviously. In his opinion, the pipa used by Meng Li must be an extremely powerful magic weapon.

After hearing this, Meng Li smiled twice with a magnetic voice: "Brother, I'm joking. How dare I compare this thing with the soul-catching pen in your hand? You don't know how many people below want such a magic weapon after fighting for their lives."

After hearing this, Han Ke felt that Meng Li was just complimenting him. Judging from the effect of using the soul-fixing curse, the old man gave him was far inferior to Meng Li's pipa. "Do you want it? Why don't we change it?" Han Ke said with a smile.

When Han Ke said this, Meng Li's heart suddenly became like a storm. If Han Ke had heard this sentence by some people below, they would probably have to exhaust everything they had. Even if they offered their most precious soul, they would have to exchange it with Han Ke. However, years of experience were not in vain. Although Meng Li's heart was turbulent, her face was still calm. He knew that even if Han Ke wanted to change, the old man behind him might not agree. He would not easily take risks in such a thing as overestimating his ability; and more importantly, this pipa was his beloved thing.

"I want to change it with me, but this magic moon is actually something that my old friend entrusts. I promised this old friend to keep it well and I dare not easily violate the agreement. I hope I will understand more." Meng Li said with a smile on her face, not seeing anything unusual, but when she spoke, a hint of undetectable sadness seemed to flash in her eyes.

Han Ke said casually, "Since Brother Meng Li, you are entrusted by others, I dare not take away anyone's love. I will just use this soul-catching pen first." However, I didn't expect that this pipa also has a name, called Huanyue.

Meng Li was so angry that he almost lost his composure after hearing Han Ke's words. Han Ke's words "barely" were used a bit annoying! He coughed twice awkwardly and said, "Brother, as far as I know, although this soul-catching pen cannot shake the world, it is at least more than enough to deal with these little ghosts. How could you say it is not very useful?"

Hearing Meng Li's question, Han Ke hurriedly told him about his experience and questions about using the soul-grabbing pen these times. He considered asking Meng Li for advice at that time, and today he happened to take advantage of this opportunity.

After listening to Han Ke's story carefully, Meng Li replied with a smile: "I know the soul-fixing curse, I am better at it. We ghost messengers basically know it. Remember the underworld soldier you mentioned last time. He used the soul-fixing curse at that time. This soul-fixing curse is also divided into upper and lower levels. The underworld soldier is the lowest-level one. Of course, I also use the inferior one, but no matter which level of soul-fixing curse is used, the power released will be determined based on the strength of the soul power of the manipulator. The soul power of the underworld soldier should be inferior to me. If he is the same as me, you should be extremely moved at that time."

When Han Ke heard this, he suddenly realized it and couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, the underworld soldier he encountered was not very powerful, otherwise he would have finished it.

Meng Li paused for a moment and continued, "But you may not be sure. When Mr. Li gave you a soul-catching pen, he must have planted a rune on you. That rune contains the power of some talismans. Even if the underworld soldier reaches the soul power that is comparable to me, it may not be able to control you."

Han Ke stopped Meng Li's words and nodded, unbuttoned his collar, allowing Meng Li to take a look at the dark rune on his chest.

"Your soul-scaling spell with the soul-catching pen is at least medium. As far as I know, the soul-scaling spell triggered with the soul-scaling spell can spread as much as you want based on the strength of the soul power of the manipulator, and spread to a radius of dozens of miles or even hundreds of miles, and all souls within its range will be immobilized and lose their ability to move."

Han Ke was stunned after hearing this. He really didn't know that this soul-fixing curse could be so powerful, but since it was so powerful, why could he only use it to fix a few ordinary humans, and he couldn't even fix a ghost!

As if you know Han Ke’s doubts, Meng Li continued: “It’s just that the effect you use is average. It’s very likely that your soul power is too weak to stimulate the true power of the soul-grabbing pen. Now you are at most at the level of the underworld soldier you encountered that day. If there is no soul-grabbing pen, you may not be one-tenth of the underworld soldier.”

Han Ke asked in confusion: "Why?" He wondered why Meng Li said this. He was not as good as him now, but the underworld soldier could not control his soul. He also fixed the police and doctors at that time.

"Remember Boss Fan. Although he did not use the Soul-Stationing Spell in the parking lot that day, all the spells he released were shouted through horns, and my pipa is an ordinary object. As long as we are willing, we can release any spells. If the soul power reaches a certain level, it can transmit spells through any medium. There are also many ghosts who do not use anything, and they can do it with just one thought. Those who use the media mostly have an inseparable emotion for a certain lifestyle or an object during their lifetime." Meng Li said, and gently rubbed the pipa in his arms with his hands.

"Then my soul-catching pen is not dispensable." Han Ke said depressedly. If Meng Li said this, as long as he had strong soul power and could release spells by picking up a branch, what's the use of this soul-catching pen?

"This is a bad saying. People are good or bad, and swords are good or bad. Your current state is like a man who has just practiced martial arts. Although he can't beat us martial arts veterans holding wooden sticks, who is stronger or weak. It's still unclear. If you have this magic weapon, it's only time to defeat us."

When Meng Li said this, Han Ke understood a little, but when he talked about time, he suddenly thought of another question: Although the soul-fixing curse can stabilize the soul, time has been gone and has not been suspended.

After hearing Han Ke's question, Meng Li smiled: "As far as I know, the soul-stationing curse cannot stabilize time. In this space, whether above or below us, time is the absolute master. Anyone, ghost, and god are just slaves under the rule of time. Except for those gods who have inherited ancient power, some of them may be able to pause time."

After Meng Li finished speaking, he thought, paused for a moment, and said, "Our boss, that is, Pope, can really pause the time for a short time! But that is just a legend. Although your soul-catching pen is powerful, it should not be able to achieve it. However, when your soul power is strong enough in the future, as you said, clocks, cups, and juice, the power of the soul-catching pen is far more than what you and I think. When you use it, you cannot be limited to the existing spells and expression levels."

After hearing Meng Li say so much, Han Ke has learned a lot about this soul-fixing curse. Judging from Meng Li's appearance, he doesn't know anything about this soul-catching pen like he said last time in the parking lot! I don't know what else he knows? He is also talking about soul power, and I don't know how to improve soul power?

Han Ke was about to ask, but Meng Li said first: "Let's go, brother, let's have a meal together, it's still early." Han Ke thought that, too, it's been here for so long, and everyone hasn't had dinner yet. It's not too late to ask Meng Li about it after dinner, so the two of them called Zhou Qing who had been waiting outside and went out together.
Chapter completed!