On the hospital bed, Mo Han's father was unconscious.
His body was as skinny as gold paper, his eyes were tightly closed, and his hair was gray. Anyone could tell that he was going to die soon.
In Wang Chen's eyes, this old gentleman was surrounded by a layer of invisible black energy, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit!
"This is a curse."
Yao Lao's voice rang in Wang Chen's mind: "You can live for up to three days."
Wang Chen asked: "Senior, is there any way to break the curse?"
Wang Chen does not know medical skills, but with the help of Mr. Yao, the Nascent Soul Immortal of the Twelfth Reincarnation, he can play the role of a miracle doctor.
"Wang Daoyou, can my father be saved?"
Seeing Wang Chen silent, Mo Han next to him asked nervously.
If Wang Chen can't do anything, then he can only watch his father lose his life.
"Let me try."
Wang Chen stepped forward and observed carefully, then took out a pill from the Sumeru Ring and stuffed it into Father Mo's mouth.
This elixir cannot relieve Mo's father from the curse, but it can keep his life alive.
It can also enhance your vitality.
The pill immediately turns into elixir upon entering the mouth and flows down the throat into the abdomen.
Although Father Mo did not wake up from this, his face gradually regained some color.
It looks like it's going to be great.
Mo Han was immediately overjoyed.
However, this was just the beginning. Then Wang Chen raised his right palm and gently pressed it on Father Mo's forehead.
Infused with a touch of pure innate essence.
At this moment, the black energy lingering around Mo's father was like a hornet's nest that had been punctured, gathering towards Wang Chen's palm, showing its teeth and claws.
This is the counterattack of the curse!
His evil thoughts were so real that Mo Han's expression changed and he realized the seriousness of the situation.
But Wang Chen was fearless and allowed the heavy black energy to wrap around his palms.
The black energy of the evil curse seems to have spirituality, and it actually branches out countless slender tentacles, trying to penetrate into the pores of Wang Chen's skin!
But no matter how hard they try, they can't succeed.
When all the black energy gathered, Wang Chen suddenly raised his palm, opened and closed his fingers, and immediately kneaded the black energy into a ball and gathered it in his palm.
The cursed black energy was obviously unwilling to be captured. It kept twisting and struggling, but it was still unable to break through Wang Chen's grasp.
Finally, it condensed into a black spider as big as a thumb!
Wang Chen turned his wrists and held his palms, and the black spiders circled around in his palms and hissed.
Mo Han next to him was shocked: "What is this?"
"Slaying Spider."
Wang Chen explained: "Your father became like this because of its curse!"
"Slaying Spider?"
Mo Han's face was extremely ugly: "I seem to have heard of it before, Fellow Daoist Wang, is someone harming my father?"
Wang Chen nodded and suddenly closed the five fingers of his right hand.
Only a miserable scream of "squeaking" was heard, and the evil-killing spider was instantly wiped out in Wang Chen's palm!
Although this curse is powerful, it can't resist Wang Chen's power.
"Well…"
Almost at the same moment, Father Mo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
"father!"
Mo Han was overjoyed and immediately rushed to the bed: "You finally woke up!"
He had been suffering day and night these past few days, and had fallen into despair for a while, but now he finally saw the light of day.
And Wang Chen pinched the magic formula with his hand, followed a trace of the feeling that existed in the dark, and suddenly said the truth: "Broken!"
As the saying goes, don't retaliate. Since someone planned to use Mo Han to plot against him, how could Wang Chen just get beaten and not fight back? He had to give the other party some color.
As soon as he finished speaking, in a secret room of Qingyun Palace on Qingyun Peak, a monk who was meditating on the shrine suddenly jumped three feet high, and a stream of black blood spurted out from his mouth.
The black blood splashed onto the ground and turned into countless black spiders, swarming towards the monk.
Although these black spiders were very small, they only looked ferocious and had exposed jaws and teeth. They nimbly got into the robes of the monks who had just landed and bitten desperately.
A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the secret room!
In Mo Mansion, Wang Chen glanced thoughtfully in the direction of Qingyun Peak.
"Fellow Daoist Wang."
Mo Han wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said gratefully: "Thanks to you this time. The life-saving grace is beyond heaven. I don't know how to repay it. If you need anything, just tell me!"
Wang Chen smiled and said: "Friend Mo, you are too serious. You should take good care of your father first. If anything happens, we will talk about it later."
Although Mo's father's evil curse has been lifted, his body will not recover immediately and will need a period of recuperation.
With Mo Han's gratitude, Wang Chen left the Mo family.
"You are becoming more and more entangled with this mortal world."
Yao Lao suddenly said: "If this continues, when will we be able to aspire to the supreme realm?"
Although Taiwu City is very large, with a population of millions, there are very few monks living in the city.
Most of the monks practice in other caves in the mountains, because only those who are able to not be disturbed by the secular world can pursue the supreme way of heaven wholeheartedly.
And Mo Han is the best negative example.
This monk served as the governor of Taiwu Pavilion. Although he held the power and was quite prosperous, his cultivation level was not high and he did not have much say in the Qingyun League. As a result, my father was seriously ill and could not find anyone to treat him.
Although there are other reasons for his fate, if he is strong enough, how can no one show his face?
Wang Chen entered Taiwu Mountain to practice, and his goal was to reach the Supreme Realm.
Once you reach the pinnacle of this world, even if you can't find the Xuanhu Ling in the end, there is still hope of returning to the Haotian Realm.
Yao always reminds Wang Chen not to be fettered by worldly things, and his heart will be dusty when he leads the Tao, and he will eventually step into the Tao.
However, Wang Chen's eyes were filled with excitement and he replied: "Senior, I feel that being born in this world may not be the right path!"
During this time, while he was plowing the fields and weeding, he had been exchanging cultivation experiences with Mr. Yao.
Yao Lao reincarnated for the twelfth life, and he was stuck in the realm of Taoism. Although he still has no chance to be supreme after thousands of years, the accumulated experience is undoubtedly terrifying.
Wang Chen benefited a lot from communicating with him.
However, Wang Chen did not confine himself to the practice experience taught by Yao Lao, nor did he believe that the "Supreme Ruthlessness" believed by monks in this world was the only way.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, since no one has ever entered this realm, how can we determine the path?
The most important thing is that when Wang Chen first entered Qingyun Palace, he rescued a sick girl on the way up the mountain.
At that time, it was just casual, but it triggered some spiritual thoughts in the dark.
And it was precisely this spiritual thought that was perfectly integrated into his Taoist thoughts.
Today, Wang Chen removed the evil curse for Mo's father again, and he sensed the same spiritual thoughts again.
After returning to the hermit house, Wang Chen told Mr. Yao everything he thought.
As a result, the latter fell into a long silence after listening.
