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One hundred and ninth curse

This corpse was not much shriveled, and there was no residual pressure. The corpse had a childlike face and white hair, and looked like an immortal. What surprised Chu Cheng was that this corpse was not an ancient existence, and it seemed that it had not been dead for more than a hundred years.

"Eh? This is the costume of your Luoyun Sect." Liu Qian said in surprise.

Chu Cheng heard the words and looked carefully, and sure enough, the word Luoyun was embroidered on the Taoist robe. "Has this place been opened before? Is this a disciple of the Luoyun Sect a hundred years ago?"

"No, I don't think I've seen this person before." Liu Qian was a little surprised. The body was vaguely familiar, but she was only seventeen years old, and the body had been dead for at least a hundred years. Logically speaking, it was impossible to see it before.

Chu Cheng also saw the extraordinary nature of this corpse. Even if a foundation-building monk dies, he will become a skeleton in a few years. And this corpse is only a little shriveled, at least the previous cultivation level is in the golden elixir. But the Luo Yun Sect has been practicing for thousands of years.

Just three powerful golden elixirs.

"Could it be a certain ancestor from thousands of years ago?" Chu Cheng secretly guessed.

Liu Qian's eyes suddenly widened and she screamed. "That's right! This is! This is... the founder of Luoyun Sect, Master Daoqing! I once followed my father and saw the portrait of Master Daoqing in Luoyun Sect.

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"What!" Chu Cheng was also shocked when he heard this. Patriarch Daoqing's life tablet was still on in the ancestral hall, how could he die in this body?

"I'm not wrong. This is indeed the founder of Luoyun Sect, Daoqing. Look there!" Liu Qian said with certainty, pointing to the body.

Chu Cheng looked there and saw the word Daoqing engraved on a jade plaque around the body's waist, further confirming that this was the Patriarch Daoqing.

"Grandmaster Daoqing is a Nascent Soul monk, and was the top existence in Qingzhou Continent thousands of years ago. Why did he appear here, and why did he die here?" Liu Qian murmured, feeling a little emotional.

The most powerful being in Qingzhou for thousands of years has fallen silently. No one outside the world knows about it. They only know that thousands of years ago, Patriarch Daoqing disappeared in Qingzhou overnight. Not only that, all the Nascent Souls of the four major immortal sects

All the great powers left on that day. From then on, there were no Nascent Soul cultivators in Qingzhou!

"This place should be the core area." Chu Cheng's eyes flickered. After seeing the corpse of the unparalleled powerful Cang Emperor, he was seventy percent sure. At this time, seeing the Luoyun Sect's Daoqing Patriarch already accurately explained that this place was

It's the core area.

There must be a huge secret hidden here, otherwise how could Patriarch Daoqing appear here!

"Hey, there is a jade tube here." Liu Qian said softly and walked towards the body of Patriarch Daoqing.

"Don't go! Come back!" Upon hearing this, Chu Cheng's expression changed.

Chu Cheng knew that only by building a foundation above the twelfth level of Qi Gathering, would he have a chance to step into Yuanying in the future. If Patriarch Daoqing could cultivate Yuanying, he must be above the twelfth level of Qi Gathering.

Even though he was suppressed, he still had nearly fifteen levels of strength. With the blessing of magic weapons, his strength must be similar to Chu Cheng's today, or even stronger!

But even so, there are only a few possibilities for falling here. One is encountering a fifth-level monster, but there is no breath of life here. The only possibility is... there is a killing array here!

Sure enough, when Liu Qian picked up the jade tube, a terrifying aura instantly swept across all directions. This aura made people feel heart-stopping, horrifying, and suffocating.

"No!" Chu Cheng's expression changed drastically. He did not retreat, but took a step forward towards the woman, pulled her back into his arms, and ran back quickly.

At the same time, a mountain-like power rushed toward us, and vaguely, a hundred-foot-tall ancient giant suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, holding a giant hammer and slamming it down!

Chu Cheng's face was solemn, and cold sweat was dripping from his back. This pressure was at least comparable to liquid condensation! As soon as this breath fell, the bones in his body made a clanking sound, as if he was about to fall apart.

As the giant hammer approaches, the pressure gradually increases, even faintly approaching the pressure of Jindan!

Chu Cheng's body creaked under the pressure, as if it was about to explode. Liu Qian's cultivation in his arms was a little weaker, and she spit out a mouthful of blood under the pressure and almost fainted.

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"Wake up!" Chu Cheng shouted softly, turned around and flew back quickly.

"It's over, we're going to die!" There was no color on Liu Qian's face, and her big, smart eyes were full of fear.

"Fart! You can't keep me here!" Chu Cheng's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth. He sacrificed a handful of spiritual weapons, including even treasures!

As soon as these spiritual weapons came out, they shot towards the giant hammer one after another, and almost in an instant, they were under the giant hammer.

"Explode!" Chu Cheng shouted, and the spiritual weapons exploded instantly!

Boom boom boom!

The sound of rumbles echoed across the sky and the earth, rumbles, rumbles, even the power of thunder was nothing more than that.

The giant hammer was struck by the explosion of these spiritual weapons. But it only paused for three breaths! Then it continued to hammer down on the earth with a fierce wind.

Although there were only three breaths, it was enough for Chu Cheng to escape from this coercive range! The giant hammer fell, and the whole world was shaken! The earth began to crack at the center of the giant hammer.

Chu Cheng was already outside the range of this pressure, but he was still shaken away by the aftermath. He protected Liu Qian in his arms, and the entire wave of impact fell on him. Like a bird with broken wings, it fell.

Flying away, blood spilled all over the ground.

His physical body was directly shattered under the aftermath, his vitality was rapidly reduced, and he almost died!

The hundred-foot-long giant began to gradually dissipate after hitting the cone, as if the previous scene had never happened. The ground actually returned to its previous appearance, flat. The only difference was that the body of Patriarch Daoqing was struck by the power of this hammer.

It was smashed to pieces.

"Woooooo~ Don't let anything happen to you!" Liu Qian cried, anxiously taking out a clear liquid pill and feeding it into Chu Cheng's mouth.

If Chu Cheng had just escaped by himself when he felt something was wrong, he could have escaped. Even if he had not blocked all the aftermath, he would not have been so seriously injured! But it is very likely that Liu Qian will die in the aftermath.

Chu Cheng's body was comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon, and its hardness was naturally extraordinary, but it still shattered under this wave of pressure.

Cracks spread across Chu Cheng's body, which was very scary. It was like a clay figure that was about to shatter when it fell to the ground.

Qingye Dan is indeed a holy medicine for healing. Once the pill enters the mouth, it immediately turns into medicinal liquid and flows into his abdomen. Chu Cheng's injury instantly improved a lot.

"I'm fine." Chu Cheng endured the pain and patted Liu Qian's head gently.

"But..." Liu Qian started to cry. The injury looked very serious. Chu Cheng had warned himself not to act rashly, and he must discuss it with him if anything happened. How long had it been? He was in trouble again.

Something happened.

"Don't cry. My physique is far from ordinary. I just need to cultivate for a day and I will be fine." Chu Cheng comforted. "Besides, the founder of the Qing Dynasty left this jade tube before his death. It may leave some clues. You can take it."

show me."

Liu Qian wiped her tears and nodded, no longer crying, and handed the jade tube in her hand to Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng took him over and penetrated a trace of spiritual consciousness into the jade tube. Waves of fluctuations followed, and an old voice came out.

"I, Dao Qing, of the Luo Yun Sect, have reached the peak of Yuanying in cultivation. A hundred years ago, I was invited by the immortal friend of Moyou Valley to come to Luo Yun Secret Realm." This voice was clearly that of Patriarch Dao Qing.

"The Nascent Soul monks from the four Immortal Sects all came out because of a shocking mystery. This secret is related to us and others advancing to become gods. For thousands of years, I have been stuck in the Great Perfection of the late Nascent Soul and have never been able to step into the realm of god transformation.

Tao. Not only this old man, but also all the Yuanying monks in Qingzhou are like this. Since the god-transforming monks disappeared in one night thousands of years ago, no one in Qingzhou has successfully advanced! It seems that there was some curse."

At this moment, Patriarch Daoqing's voice suddenly stopped. Just when the two of them thought there was nothing more to say, a loud laugh echoed around the jade tube.

"Hahaha! So that's it! Hahaha! I finally know why the god-transformation monk disappeared thousands of years ago, and I also know why we can't take that step to condense the soul!"

"It turns out! Qingzhou is a place of sin and blood, a place of curse! All the monks have been cursed! Throughout their lives, they are bound by shackles and cannot follow the path of immortality. It's ridiculous that I have a fairy heart, but I have no chance to aspire.

Dao Dao. Hahaha! They are all dead, they are all dead! Tens of thousands of years ago, all those divine beings fell here, and we are all dead! Hahaha!"

The sound stopped suddenly, and it took a long time for the sound to come out, and the sound became calm again.

"I left a jade tube. If future generations encounter my remains and tell others about it after leaving the secret realm, the only hope is to cross the deserted sea."

Patriarch Dao Qing's voice revealed a kind of helplessness, and even more despair. Although Yuan Ying's cultivation level is almost invincible in Qingzhou, it is not enough for those who wholeheartedly follow the Tao.

The entire life of a Nascent Soul monk lasts only ten thousand years, and he cannot escape the erosion of time, and will eventually turn into dust and return to silence.

Kaka...

The jade tube turned into pieces as the sound dissipated, and drifted away in the wind...

Chu and Cheng were stunned for a while after hearing this, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses. They looked at each other, and their pupils reflected each other's shock.

It turns out that all the Yuanying monks in Qingzhou disappeared overnight and actually entered Luo Yun's secret realm! Not only that, they all died here.

"Sin and blood...could it be the land of sinners?" Chu Cheng took a deep breath and finally understood what this place of sin and blood meant.

He finally understood why the realms recorded in Qingzhou only reached the realm of transforming gods, and why after the monks of transforming gods disappeared thousands of years ago, Qingzhou monks could only cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm, and now they can only cultivate to the realm of golden elixir. And why.

In ancient times, there were many monks who could cultivate to the fifteenth level of Qi gathering. Nowadays, even monks who can reach the twelfth level of Qi gathering are rare. It turns out that all this is a curse!

This curse will continue until a few years later, Qingzhou will cease to exist even as a monk in the Golden Core realm. At that time, the highest realm in Qingzhou will only be liquid condensation.

Chu Cheng recalled that shocking scene of battle, and he understood in his heart. It all stemmed from that battle, and the source of all these curses came from the ancient court written by Emperor Cang!


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