The first thousand two hundred and four chapters spell marks
Liu Qinghuan was indeed not injured, but Cizu's last move was when he was fully alert, but he only saw a dark black light flying towards him like lightning, and when he got close to him, a ball of magic exploded.
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He slashed away the demonic energy with a sword, and only heard a soft sound of a bubble bursting, and then his right shoulder felt like being lightly tapped by someone. He felt bad in his heart, but he felt relieved when he saw another demon ancestor appear.
If there is no time to pursue him, he can only run away immediately.
However, he had looked inside several times along the way, and found that his spiritual power was functioning normally, his meridians were smooth, and there was nothing wrong with his body except for being contaminated by some demonic energy.
This still didn't make him feel at ease, but made him feel even more weird and abnormal, so after asking Xiao Hei to step back, Liu Qinghuan took off his shirt and looked sideways at his right shoulder.
But on the back of the shoulder and neck, there was a black mark the size of a copper coin. The shape was extremely vague, like a stain accidentally picked up, and a faint evil energy was attached to it.
Liu Qinghuan touched the mark, and pure cyan spiritual power surged out from his fingers, and the evil spirit was quickly driven away. However, the mark was like a birthmark, firmly engraved on his skin.
"Spell mark?"
Generally, those who leave such indelible marks are related to curses. Curses are very different from ordinary spells. They use or borrow dark and evil power, and some even sacrifice part of their own bodies.
To fulfill one's wishes or achieve a certain goal.
Liu Qinghuan's expression became more solemn than ever before, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Cizu undoubtedly wanted to kill him, but why did he use a spell?
Although the situation was urgent and the Broken Demon City was reduced to a sea of fire, and his various performances and counterattack methods were not like a small insect that could be crushed with a pinch, but as long as the Demon Ancestor wanted to, he had countless ways to kill him.
As for the spell, it was not only quite troublesome to cast, but it also did not take effect as quickly as ordinary spells. He was a small fused monk, and it was really not worth the effort of a Mahayana Demon Ancestor to cast a spell on him.
Unless, he wanted his death to be less smooth.
As we all know, most people who are cursed will suffer unimaginable pain, and are often tortured to the point of death, with extremely miserable endings.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he really annoyed the other party. Thinking that the Broken Demon City was burned down by the Pure World Lotus Fire, it was understandable that the other party would be so angry. But the destruction of the Demon City was not in his plan, it was just the development of the situation.
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The matter has reached this point and there is no way around it. Now we can only find a way to break the curse as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Liu Qinghuan began to look through his collection. Over the years, he traveled from all walks of life and collected many classics. Although there was little hope of finding a way to break the curse, he had to give it a try.
The door to the quiet room has been closed for more than half a month. Chu Yi and Xiao Hei stood guard outside the door, looking increasingly worried.
"Didn't you say that the master was not injured? Why hasn't he come out for so long?"
On the first day of the new year, Xiao Hei complained that on the day Liu Qinghuan returned to Dongtian, she happened to go to the Shuixiu Clan to deal with matters, so she missed it.
Xiao Hei scratched his head and defended: "The master does not seem to be injured. He only said that he wanted to recover his mana... Hey, little girl, don't stay here with me. The master will call us if something happens. Besides, it's not outside.
Is there anyone else looking for you? Go quickly!"
But Chu Yi refused to leave, muttering that she hadn't seen her master for a long time and had to wait.
Today, the cave sky has expanded many times, and because of the existence of Hunyuan Lotus, the cave sky seems to be a world of its own. Countless creatures are born, and there are many spiritual creatures and beasts. There was even a Haizi a few years ago. Although the area is not large, it is
It is truly an ocean.
In addition to the two tribes that Liu Qinghuan initially accepted, there were later some native ethnic groups. If there were more ethnic groups, it would inevitably be troublesome, and there would be countless disputes.
Chu Yi has now become the general manager of Dongtian. She is always very busy on weekdays. If Liu Qinghuan had not told her not to pay too much attention to the affairs of the clan and just let nature take its course, and arranged for Xiao Hei to help her, she might not have even sat down.
There is no time.
The two of them were bickering in boredom when they saw the magic circle in the quiet room suddenly removed, the door opened, and Liu Qinghuan walked out.
Chu Yi quickly stood up happily, but saw that his master's face seemed not to be good: "Master?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at her, quickly calmed down his expression, and said with a smile: "On the first day of the junior high school, you are finally willing to grow up."
When Chu Yi heard this, he couldn't help but glared at him angrily: "Humph... Isn't there nothing I can do about it?"
In the past, Chu Yi always looked like a little girl, because Liu Qinghuan liked her very much, so she stayed the same for many years. But since taking over the affairs of Dongtian, the image of the little girl has become a little less calming, and she has lost a bit of aura.
So now she looks like a young girl in her twenties.
Correspondingly, Xiao Hei now looks like a burly middle-aged man, not because he is afraid of not being able to scare people, but because his lifespan is coming to an end and his appearance is inevitably starting to age.
He joked: "Well, he looks like he's ready to get married..." He immediately provoked the first grader to chase him and beat him.
The two spirit beasts were joking around. Liu Qinghuan's depressed mood due to the lack of progress in solving the curse dissipated a lot. He joked for a while and said, "Where are the people who were sent in a few days ago?"
Xiao Hei hurriedly replied: "According to the master's instructions, they are now living in the guest house at the foot of the mountain. Except for Uncle Bai, most of their injuries have been cured. Master, do you want to see them? I will bring them up."
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Liu Qinghuan thought for a while: "No, it's not convenient to take them to the mountain. I can just meet them where they live."
There are many kinds of precious elixirs and plants planted on Daqing Mountain, including fairy species, which are not suitable for outsiders to see.
Taking Chu Yi and Xiao Hei with him, Liu Qinghuan walked out of the courtyard at the top of the mountain and walked all the way down the mountain. In the distance, he saw a courtyard built along the foot of the mountain.
"What are those people doing?" Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped and asked strangely: "Why are you kneeling in front of the mountain?"
Chu Yi looked down and said: "Oh, they are the Dongtian tribe, and they came to worship the Holy Mountain... The Holy Mountain refers to our Da Qingshan."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "When did Daqing Mountain change its name to Holy Mountain? This, this... is simply nonsense!"
"Master, there's nothing I can do!" Chu Yi said distressedly: "I've told you many times not to let them scream like this, but those people are obedient on the surface, but secretly they still scream like the Holy Mountain. I don't know.
Since when did I spontaneously go down the mountain and kneel down to worship, so that every time I go out, I dare not go through the main gate, otherwise I will be surrounded by a bunch of people and call me holy aunt."
Holy Aunt... Liu Qinghuan was stunned and couldn't help but laugh, causing the little girl to pout in displeasure.
He turned around and saw Xiao Hei, and asked curiously: "Then what is your name?"
Xiao Hei chuckled and said: "Master, I don't have a nickname. At most, I am called Master Xuan."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but find it even more funny when she remembered that Xiao Hei once named herself Liu Xuan.
It can be seen from this that Daqingshan has a transcendent status in Dongtian. In the eyes of the various tribes in Dongtian, this mountain peak that is always covered by clouds and mist is mysterious and holy, and is highly deified.
What Liu Qinghuan didn't know was that although most of the Dongtian clan had never seen him, it did not hinder their admiration for him, because there had always been rumors among the Shuixiu and Gray Stone clans about his relationship with him. related matters.
In the process of being passed down from generation to generation, those things have long been far from the real situation, but they have made Liu Qinghuan's image even more omnipotent and powerful. Among the various tribes in Dongtian, he is almost like a god.
At this time, the ever-lasting fog on the mountain suddenly opened a path, and a group of three people appeared in the eyes of everyone at the foot of the mountain. One person walking in front was in green clothes and a white crown, with a peaceful face, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, while two people behind him The person was surprisingly the two people they knew, Sheng Aunt and Xuan Ye.
The group of people who were still kneeling on the ground were stunned for a while, and suddenly realized: Aunt Sheng and Master Xuan were actually following this person?