Bai Yintong nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Be careful." Liu Yutao swallowed his saliva, and his expression immediately became extremely solemn. The moment he went up the mountain, he felt the fluctuations of the cultivator.

To be precise, it is the fluctuation of the formation.

"You go down the mountain first." Liu Yutao hesitated for a moment and said, "Bai Yintong is just an ordinary person after all, and the battle involving practitioners is inevitably dangerous."

"Liu Yutao, what happened?" Bai Yintong asked, looking around. It was already close to dusk and the visibility on the mountain was gradually decreasing.

The mountain is not high, and it is still time for Bai Yintong to go back now.

"It's hard for me to explain to you, listen to me," said Liu Yutao.

Out of absolute trust in Liu Yutao, Bai Yintong nodded, glanced at the ancient house again, and then turned around and walked down.

After Bai Yintong went down the mountain, Liu Yutao's eyes flashed with a brilliance, and he carefully examined the house in front of him.

In fact, the building in front of you can no longer be called a house. There are only a few pitiful walls left, with the roof of leaking tiles. Zhang Jiabo moved to this place, and normal people would never live in such a place.

It is normal for Zhang Jiabo to move here to live, and he will be regarded as a lunatic.

Liu Yutao closed his eyes, carefully realized the changes in the airflow in the house, and even more affirmed his initial guess.

Formation!

Powerful formation!

Gudong.

Liu Yutao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Even a strong man with his strength who had reached the level of the Golden Pill still felt palpitations.

This formation is above the level of the golden elixir!

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Liu Yutao immediately gave up the idea of ​​going in to investigate, but immediately cast an invisibility spell, hiding his body in the bushes beside him, and watching with his breath.

The sky gradually darkened, and the dilapidated house was also shrouded in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

Liu Yutao's eyes were like a torch. After observing for a long time, no special situation occurred. He quietly sent a text message to Bai Yintong, asking the latter to leave first.

Intuition tells Liu Yutao that there will be a big deal about cultivators here, and ordinary people will only bring bad luck here.

The night on the mountain was chilly, but Liu Yutao's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, like an experienced hunter, waiting patiently.

It's late night.

Zhang Jiabo finally appeared.

At this moment, Zhang Jiabo was wearing a golden dress with a tattoo of a vermilion dragon-shaped pattern, and his eyes were dumbfounded. Under the moonlight, his face was extremely pale, and he kept muttering words in his mouth, saying sentences that even Liu Yutao could not understand.

"What's wrong?" Liu Yutao frowned. He had only met Zhang Jiabo a month ago. At that time, he had no physical problems except for not lifting.

In fact, Liu Yutao also couldn't explain the scene he saw in front of him.

However, just when Liu Yutao was hesitating whether to go forward to say hello, Zhang Jiabo suddenly raised his head and vomited a large mouthful of blood, which fell on the ground like raindrops.

Hiss...

The blood fell into the ground and was immediately absorbed by the soil. Then, a powerful aura emerged from the ground. Soon, the aura rose into the sky, drawing out a stream of air that only seemed to be visible to the cultivator, and headed towards the distance.

"What is this?" Liu Yutao frowned. He obviously saw that after Zhang Jiabo spit out the mouth of blood, his face turned pale, as if he had become ten years older in an instant.

Zhang Jiabo is a martial arts practitioner. He is in his thirties. He is the time when his qi and blood are strong in his life, but at this moment he is like an old man, walking back to the dilapidated house in a daze.

Liu Yutao let out a breath of excitement, looking shocked and suspicious. He didn't know what happened to Zhang Jiabo, but now it is certain that the disease that he could not find out at the beginning must be related to this formation.

Spell.

Zhang Jiabo was not sick, but was hit by the spell. The level of the spell caster was much more clever than Liu Yutao, so that he could not feel it.

Liu Yutao clenched his fists and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He didn't know what he should do.

Zhang Jiabo once asked him for treatment, but he was his patient and could not be saved by death.

However, Liu Yutao did not want to take action rashly and offend a powerful opponent who he knew nothing about.

Standing up, Liu Yutao looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he lie down and waited cautiously.

This time it is dawn.

The sunshine in the early morning shines on the wreckage of the house, but adds a bit of gloomy feeling.

After letting out a long sigh, Liu Yutao untied the invisibility curse on his body, walked towards the house, and knocked on the stone door without any cover.

After a while, the stone door was slowly opened from the inside, and it was the door that Zhang Jiabo himself opened.

"Leader Liu?" Zhang Jiabo said with some surprise.

"Team leader Zhang, long time no see." Liu Yutao smiled and glanced at the latter, but he still couldn't see the traces of the spell.

The other party's skills and cultivation were really much higher than himself. If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes last night, Liu Yutao would have returned in vain this time.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jiabo smiled and said, "Come in and sit down."

Zhang Jia invited Liu Yutao in, moved out a small stool and placed it on the open space, and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't expect anyone to come back in this place."

"It's okay." Liu Yutao smiled slightly, his eyes swept around the house. The gravel was broken and the wood was covered with moss. As soon as he walked in, a smell of mold came, which made people feel very uncomfortable. "Why are you living here?"

At this moment, Zhang Jiabo seemed to be able to have self-awareness, not the walking dead puppet last night.

Liu Yutao decided to understand the situation first and see if he could get the message of the person who wrote the curse.

The golden elixir was not included in the world, but Liu Yutao found traces of the powerful golden elixir in the secular world, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. As Murong Yue said, the so-called regulations always have special cases. "I was reminded by a master." Zhang Jiabo showed a comfortable smile, "I saw it last time, but after I came back, I found a master after being introduced by someone. He told me that I am a curse. As long as I use the protection of my ancestors here, I can eliminate the curse.

My curse, my disease can be cured without medicine."

"Ancestor? Is this your ancestral home?" Liu Yutao couldn't help asking. Zhang Jiabo nodded and smiled, "Shame, the Zhang family has no future in my generation and is almost broken."
Chapter completed!