Chapter 100: The Celestial Master Showcases His Art (4)
Of course, if he doesn't need it, that's another matter.
The spells that burned to ashes were thrown into the wooden barrel. Wu Zhou enjoyed the rare comfort and comfort and slowly closed his eyes.
The turbidity in his body was piling up layer by layer and had been going on for more than a year. He finally... could breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, there was a splash of water, and before Wu Zhou opened his eyes, he felt a handful of water pouring down from his pocket, mixed with the smell of ashes, which was extremely foul and unpleasant.
Wiping some water on his face, he looked at Qianye, who looked innocent in front of him, and his gray eyes darkened, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Well... there is a Taoist talisman that has not been burned out, and it has fallen on you with sparks... Am I nervous?"
Wu Zhou glanced at him. It was a reasonable reason for her to be nervous about him.
Chiba returned to the table and continued to draw symbols.
It is actually very troublesome to wash away the turbidity from a person's body. A bucket of water requires ninety-nine and eighty-one talismans, and each talisman is different.
This is a test of her memory and patience. The problem is, she has memory but not much patience.
What's more, the turbidity on Wu Zhou's body is too strong and cannot be washed away in one or two times.
Just ten boxes of cinnabar would not be enough, and nearly a thousand talismans would be needed. That would be a huge sum of money.
Fortunately, Su Mu put a few banknotes in her Qiankun bag, otherwise, let alone wash away the turbid air for Wu Zhou, it would be a problem for her to eat by herself.
She did not accept the money that Zhuo Heng had received from her previous apprenticeship. Then, when Wu Zhou ordered the soldiers to explode, the house was blown into powder along with the rubble.
Fortunately, Zhuo Heng didn't come to collect the silver coins, otherwise... she would have become poor again, and might even be in debt.
Qianye's wrists hurt from drawing the talisman, and while burning, he said: "By the way, there is an order from the master, asking me to go to Linshui Town."
"Yes." Wu Zhou responded with his eyes closed, but his tone seemed to be...he agreed.
Qianye pursed his lips, "Also, although you don't have any big problems now, it is not a long-term solution. Your food route is sealed by the Demon King. Is it possible to find him? Or... where is the entrance to the Demon Realm?
?How to get in?"
Wu Zhou slowly opened his eyes and looked at her strangely, "Are you going to enter the demonic realm for me and fight the Demon King Jujue?"
"Don't be so sensational, okay? I'm just asking. Maybe Shujue doesn't want you to die. If we talk about it in person, he might change his mind?" Qianye twitched his forehead and threw the ashes into the water.
Wu Zhou seemed to have glared at her, but it was not very obvious, and said slowly: "Shu Jue is not a good man and a woman of faith. It's just a few words from you, so let's forget it."
"Well..." Qianye also felt that he was a little naive, and asked again: "Then the bone-eating curse on you must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise it will worsen every month once a month, and it will take a few months.
It will definitely cost you your life."
Wu Zhou slowly leaned back to the edge of the barrel and closed his eyes quietly, "I don't know who did it."
"Is there anyone suspicious? For example, who wants to attack you... uh..." Qianye felt that he was naive again. There were so many monsters and monsters who wanted to attack Wuzhou, "Then the Bone-Eating Curse on your body has already taken effect.
How many times has it been?”
"Seven times."
Qianye's hand shook and he wasted a talisman. He looked at Wu Zhou in disbelief, "Seven times? It's really new that you didn't die. When someone cast a spell on you, you really didn't take a glance to see who it was?