Mingxuan talked a lot. Although I don't know how true what she said is, she probably didn't have much need to make up nonsense.
This matter is actually related to the Divine Art of Controlling the Slave.
Chen Muyu asked, "Is there any whereabouts of these remnants of Ling Kuang?"
Mingxuan said, "Back then, four people escaped, including Ling Kuang himself, a total of five people. Since their escape, they have disappeared. Our tribes in the northern continent have never given up on tracking them, but in the vast four regions,
They no longer show up, and we have no way to investigate. It has been too long, and this matter has gradually been forgotten by us."
Chen Muyu said, "After so many years, since he has powerful forbidden arts such as the Divine Slave Control Technique, it shouldn't be difficult to rise again, right?"
"Although Ling Kuang escaped back then, his body was seriously injured and he would not be able to recover easily. He might even have died long ago..."
"What's more, after Holy Lord Hongmeng obtained the Divine Art of Controlling Slaves, he studied this magical skill, created a method to defend against this magical skill, and announced it to the top experts of that era. Therefore, it seems that now
, this Divine Slave Control Technique is no longer terrifying."
This may be the reason why the various tribes did not continue to pursue the Ling Kuang organization, because for them, with the means of defense, Ling Kuang no longer poses a big threat.
At this time, Mingxuan said to Chen Muyu, "So, Fellow Daoist Chen, what is it that Huaian asked you to give to Ling Kuang? Can you take it out and have a look?"
His eyes were burning, waiting for Chen Muyu's reply.
She didn't believe that Chen Muyu would remain indifferent after she said so much.
Chen Muyu hesitated for a moment, "To be honest, he did give me something, but I can't tell you what it is specifically, unless you can remove the curse from me first."
He doesn't have the professional ethics to run express delivery. The curse that Huaian planted on him was not of his own free will. The so-called being entrusted by others and being loyal to others is just a joke.
If Mingxuan could lift the curse for him, who would he give the thing to? There was no need to look for Ling Kuang and cause trouble for himself.
Mingxuan paused after hearing the words and took a deep breath.
"To be honest, this curse of yours is very powerful and I cannot remove it with my strength," Mingxuan said.
"Oh, that's fine, there's nothing to talk about."
Chen Muyu shook his head. Sure enough, he was deceiving me before.
You can't remove this curse from me, so what are you talking about?
This thing is related to my life. The curse cannot be lifted, so I can only do what Huaian said.
Mingxuan said, "Although I can't remove it, it doesn't mean that no one can remove it. If you give me the things and I ask two elders of my clan to come out, I will definitely be able to remove the curse from your body."
Chen Muyu shook his head, "First remove the curse, and then I will give you the thing."
He also looked at Mingxuan in front of him with burning eyes.
I'm not that stupid. If you regret giving something to you, or if you can't do it, what will I do?
Mingxuan frowned slightly, "You don't believe me? Or, you don't believe in my Taiwu clan?"
This question is a bit ridiculous.
"I only believe in myself."
Chen Muyu shook his head. Hasn't he suffered enough losses along the way?
Mingxuan calmed down and said, "Okay, I'm going to ask the two clan elders to come out of seclusion. During this period, Brother Chen is waiting patiently and please don't go anywhere."
"good."
Chen Muyu nodded lightly.
Mingxuan immediately stood up and left.
"Brother Chen, I'm afraid this matter is serious."
Hu Bugui was a little worried, "This Taiwu clan is not easy to deal with. If they want to rob us forcefully, we may not be able to withstand it..."
Even though there was Dong Lai next to him, Hu Bugui had reason to believe that the Taiwu clan definitely had the strength to easily defeat them.
Chen Muyu didn't say much.
The worst case scenario is to run away.
If you can't afford to offend me, can you still afford to hide?
If he wants to run away, who can stop him?
"Since we are asked to wait, let's wait patiently."
Chen Muyu waved his hand indifferently. What if the Taiwu clan could really help him lift the curse?
The secret to controlling slaves?
Unexpectedly, this Divine Slave Control Technique has achieved such a prestigious reputation.
If they were to know that the Divine Art of Controlling the Slave had now appeared in the Eastern Continent, I wonder how these powerful men from the Northern Continent would react?
…
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Deep in Tangwu Mountain, among the sea of clouds, on a cliff.
Mingxuan opened a cave that had been sealed for a long time.
"Xuan'er, what's the matter?"
In the darkness, an old voice came.
Two elderly people, a man and a woman, sitting on the high stone platform, one on the left and one on the right.
These are the two elders of the Taiwu clan, Mingqi and Mingyan.
The peak of the Holy Lord Realm is only one step away from the Perfection Realm.
The Taiwu clan does not have a state of perfection now.
In the Taiwu Clan, the Perfection Realm is called the Wuzu Realm. Since the death of the only three Wuzus that year, the Taiwu Clan has never had a strong Wuzu Realm.
The cultivation methods of this tribe are different from those of other tribes. They pay more attention to cultivating the physical body.
An incomparably powerful body.
After reaching an extremely high level, it becomes extremely difficult to temper the physical body, so the Taiwu clan came up with the wild idea of using the backlash of the cursed law to temper the physical body.
I have to say, it is quite crazy.
This also created the powerful curse technique of the Taiwu clan.
The Taiwu clan is physically powerful and immortal.
But the two people in front of them were obviously old and looked a little strange.
In the middle of the cave, there is a blood pool, but the blood energy filled in it has already become thin.
The two of them went into seclusion before the One Hundred Dollar Society, using the essence and blood left by the three witch ancestors to sprint towards the state of perfection, but to this day, they still have not been able to succeed.
"Two elders, are you..." Although she already knew the answer, Mingxuan still asked in fantasy.
The old woman nodded slightly and said in an unusually old voice, "The witch ancestor's essence and blood have been exhausted. It is no longer possible for us to break through."
These words were spoken lightly, but to Mingxuan's ears, they sounded extremely sad and harsh.
Mingxuan raised her head, her eyes flashing with tears.
"Silly boy, there's no need for this."
The old man shook his head, "Although our death is imminent, our death is not imminent. We can still protect the Taiwu clan for a while."
The topic seems a bit heavy.
The old woman said, "Xuan'er, you won't come to knock on me for no reason, but what trouble have you encountered?"
Mingxuan realized what had happened, quickly gathered her emotions, and told the two elders what had happened.
After hearing this, the two of them were obviously a little surprised.
