Taoist masters can live as long as ten thousand years.
Gushen is a genuine Taoist master. Theoretically, he has lived from the time of the Ancient Heaven to the present, and his age has already exceeded 10,000 years.
Although I don’t know how he did it, he is completely incompatible with young people.
Although he looks like he is only in his twenties or thirties.
Of course, Babu Tianlong must be much older than him, so it is not an exaggeration to call him a young man.
After all, Babu Tianlong is his senior, so he can only accept calling him that.
"I have nothing to regret."
Gu Shen gritted his teeth and said, "Winner or loser, I am willing to admit defeat! But I want to tell you, I am not wrong!"
"I do all this just for the art of weapon casting! The development of the art of weapon casting plays a very important role in improving the strength of the human race. Those who want to do great things must make some sacrifices!"
Babu Tianlong shook his head, "You are still so stubborn."
"If you are wrong, you are wrong. It will not change whether your original intention is good or bad."
Babu Tianlong said sternly, "Tianji is the enemy of the human race and the enemy of heaven. No matter what your reasons are, you should not collude with him, let alone betray your partners."
"Since you are stubborn, please forgive me for being rude."
Babu Tianlong's expression remained calm, and he slowly extended his hand to the God of Ceres.
"What are you going to do!"
Ceres shouted with a look of horror.
He watched helplessly as Babu Tianlong's hand reached into his Dantian.
Even though the body of the Eight Heavenly Dragons seemed to be real and imaginary, and it extended into the body of the God of Grain, no blood flowed out of the God of the Grain.
But Ceres' face was still distorted in pain.
At this moment, Babu Tianlong had already withdrawn his hand.
In his hand, he suddenly had a long knife.
That long sword is the divine weapon of the God of Ceres.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons actually used their weird magical powers to directly take out the God of Grain’s natal magic power from the body of the God of Grain.
Both Zhou Shu and Mu Zhixing were eye-opening.
Each of these old monsters who have lived from ancient heaven to the present has extraordinary abilities.
Think about it, if they don't have any skills, how could they break through the limit of warriors' longevity and survive from the time of Ancient Heaven to the present?
"Ding Dong——"
There was a clear sound of metal collision, and Babu Tianlong's arm shook slightly, and a magic weapon like a headband appeared in Babu Tianlong's hands.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons took out the divine weapon of Ceres from the body of Ceres, and then directly broke open the heaven and earth of the divine weapon and took out the tightening curse.
To be honest, even if Zhou Shu could do this kind of thing, he would never be able to do it so calmly.
He is truly worthy of being the Eight Heavenly Dragons.
"This is the curse."
Babu Tianlong said slowly, "Just follow the method I told you and put it on his head, and he will be under your control from now on."
Zhou Shu nodded. The appearance of the tightening curse was exactly the same as the one he imagined. It was the one worn on the head of the monkey in the legend of his previous life.
Taking over the tightening curse from the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Zhou Shu came to the God of Grain.
This tightening curse is a divine weapon at the level of an artifact. According to the Eight Heavenly Dragons, as long as it is brought to the God of Grain, the God of Grain will be completely under his control, unable to survive or die.
Zhou Shu didn't doubt the effectiveness of the tightening curse, he was just a little reluctant to part with it.
It’s not cost-effective to use this kind of magical weapon on the God of Ceres.
"Ceres, how about we discuss this matter?"
Zhou Shu pondered and said, "I won't put this tight curse on your head anymore."
Gu Shen breathed a sigh of relief. How could anyone who has lived from the ancient heaven to the present not know what the Tightening Curse is?
Once you put on that thing, you will really no longer be yourself.
Gu Shen made up his mind that as long as he was not subject to a tight band, he would do whatever he asked him to do, and he would never bargain!
"This tight spell is wasted on you."
Zhou Shu continued.
Gu Shen almost didn't come up with a breath, what do you mean?
Am I not worthy?
I am the only remaining weapon maker in the ancient heaven, and I am the disciple of Tianzun!
A strong person in the Tao realm according to the eight classics of Lao Tzu’s Zheng’er, his roots are right and his sprouts are red!
Gu Shen roared crazily in his heart.
That's how people are. If you wear it for them, they won't be happy. If you don't wear it for them, they will feel slighted.
"Stop talking nonsense, isn't it just a tight spell? Put it on me!"
Ceres roared somewhat uncontrollably.
As soon as these words came out, he himself was stunned.
No, no, how could you say such a thing?
That's a tight curse!
He wanted to regret it, but in front of Zhou Shu and Mu Zhixing, he didn't want to lose that person. He, the god of cereals, also wanted to save face!
Did he lose face by going back on his word?
A hint of speechlessness flashed across Zhou Shu's face.
Is this rejecting yourself?
This is the first time he has seen such a proactive person.
He actually took the initiative to put on the tight band spell.
Doesn't he know what a tight curse is?
It shouldn’t be. After all, the God of Grain is also the armorer of the ancient heaven. Even if he has never eaten pork, he must have seen pigs running.
The tight band is easy to put on, but not so easy to take off.
It seems that Ceres really risked everything in order to survive.
If the God of Grain knew Zhou Shu’s thoughts, he would definitely go crazy with anger.
Damn it, he's willing to do anything. He just acted impulsively and spoke out.
In fact, he would rather die than wear a tight curse.
Gu Shen is struggling in his heart, whether he wants face or freedom.
At this time, Zhou Shu had already sighed and put the ring on the head of the God of Ceres with a snap.
"Buzz——"
The golden circle emitted a ray of light, and for an instant it seemed as if it had grown together with Ceres' head. The blood in Ceres' body seemed to be connected to this tight curse.
"Ah——"
Gu Shen let out a painful scream, and his mind turned into a ball of paste.
Once the tight band spell is put on, it will not only give people a splitting headache, it is a masterpiece of the combination of magical powers and magical weapons. It is directly connected to the blood of the person's body. Once it exerts its power, every cell in the human body will be affected by it. Even the soul will be integrated with the tightening curse.
The moment the tight spell is put on, from body to soul, it no longer belongs to oneself.
In other words, from now on, if Zhou Shu asks Gu Shen to go to the left, he will not be able to go to the right; if he asks him to go to the right, he will not be able to go to the left.
Zhou Shu's words are the rule of heaven for him!
Gu Shen was heartbroken. From now on, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't do it.
"I'll fight with you!"
The Goddess of Ceres twisted his body crazily, and his face was extremely painful and hideous, like an evil ghost.
But even though the Eight Heavenly Dragons had released his magical power, the God of Grain rushed in front of Zhou Shu. While he was still one step away from Zhou Shu, all his movements were frozen in the air.
He bared his teeth and claws, as if he was frozen in the air, and looked very strange.
If looks could kill, Gushen had already killed Zhou Shu countless times.
But his body doesn't obey his orders at all!
Even his spirit is trying its best to resist his uprising.
This extreme sense of division made him feel like he wanted to die.
But death is not that easy.
As soon as this thought arose, it immediately disappeared without a trace, as if something was preventing him from thinking this way.
The Tightening Curse is indeed a terrifying artifact.
Mu Zhixing was amazed to see the face of the God of Ceres fixed in the sky with a ferocious expression.
"Is this the power of the legendary tightening curse? It is indeed amazing. The God of Ceres is not weak."
"The tight curse, under the Heavenly Lord, no one can escape."
Babu Tianlong said calmly, "Unless he can break through to the realm of Tianzun, or possess the strength of Qitian."
While speaking, Babu Tianlong also shook his head.
Tianzun and Qitian, these two realms, no matter which one they are, are not so easy to achieve.
Since the establishment of Heavenly Court countless years ago, until now, there are only a few Tianzun, and Qitian, there is only one person.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless talented people. How many of them have achieved the position of deity?
At least he has never seen any of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. Since he was born, there have been only a few Heavenly Lords in Heaven, and now, he knows that there are still only a few Heavenly Lords.
This Valley God's qualifications are not outstanding. I'm afraid he will never be able to touch the realm of Heavenly Lord throughout his life.
"It's terrible."
Mu Zhixing shuddered. Once a powerful Taoist man puts on this tight spell, he can no longer help himself and becomes someone else's puppet.
If it were him, he would rather die than wear this tight curse!
"Fortunately, there is only one tight curse in the world, otherwise——"
Mu Zhixing said.
If someone accidentally puts the curse on someone, then life and death will not be in one's hands.
"There is not only one curse in the world."
Babu Tianlong shook his head and said, "Although it is not easy to cast this tightening curse, three pieces of the tightening curse were cast at the beginning."
"Three pieces? What about the other two?"
Mu Zhixing was startled and asked.
If this thing is in your possession, it is your trump card. If it is in your enemy's hands, it will make you sleepless.
"As far as I know, one piece has been destroyed, and the whereabouts of the other piece are unknown."
Babu Tianlong did not hide anything and said.
"Mu Zhixing, are you interested in the Tightening Curse?"
Zhou Shu suddenly said, "If you can afford the price, then it won't be a problem for me to help you cast a tight spell."
"Ah?"
Mu Zhixing looked at Zhou Shu in surprise, "My lord, can you even cast a tight curse?"
Babu Tianlong also looked at Zhou Shu with some surprise. He was the one who understood the tight curse best among all the people present.
He knew very well that back then, Heaven paid a huge price to cast the Tightening Curse, and failed many times. In the end, it only obtained three Tightening Spells.
In this day and age, there are still people who can cast a tight spell?
The Eight Heavenly Dragons were not very clear about Zhou Shu's identity, so they felt that Zhou Shu was talking nonsense.
Casting a tight curse is not that easy.
"There is no guarantee that it will work, but you can give it a try."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "But the premise is that you can come up with the weapon-making materials to cast the Tightening Curse."
"Of course, if there is another binding curse for me to study, then I will be more confident."
"My lord, didn't you listen to what Senior Babu Tianlong said? Back then, there were only three tightening curses in the ancient heaven, and one of them was destroyed. In other words, there were only two tightening curses in the world, and one of them was still in use.
Where is the other thing on Ceres, only the devil knows."
Mu Zhixing said angrily.
"I know where the last tightening curse is."
Babu Tianlong suddenly said, "Can you really use the tightening curse to reversely deduce its casting method?"
The last sentence, Babu Tianlong looked at Zhou Shu and said it.
As he spoke, Babu Tianlong's body became more illusory than before. At this time, it seemed to have a translucent feeling.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the state of Babu Tianlong is very wrong.
He seems to be heading towards death step by step.
But Babu Tianlong's expression was still very dull, as if he didn't notice that he was getting weaker.
"Master Babu Tianlong knows where the last tightening curse is?"
Zhou Shu said curiously.
He did not expect that the Eight Heavenly Dragons would be interested in this matter.
He was just chatting with Mu Zhixing, and he didn't really need the second tightening curse.
But he didn't lie. If there was really a Tightening Curse for him to dismantle, he would indeed have a certain degree of confidence that he would be able to master the casting method of the Tightening Spell.
Zhou Shu is still very interested in the method of integrating magical powers and magical weapons.
That was something he had never tried before.
If he could master this method, he might be able to create other artifacts.
For example, there are magic weapons that incorporate the ever-changing magical power, and there are magic weapons that incorporate the magical power that can never leave a trace...
In fact, Zhou Shu can understand what Gushen did before.
As a weapon-smith, when you hear about a new weapon-casting technique, you will have the urge to master it.
Without that curiosity, one cannot become a powerful weapon maker.
It is the curiosity about magic weapons and the desire for the art of weapon casting that drives the weapon casters to keep moving forward.
The same goes for Zhou Shu himself, who was also full of curiosity when faced with the brand-new art of forging weapons.
"The only remaining curse is in the hands of Tianji."
The Eight Heavenly Dragons said calmly, "When the Emperor of Heaven fell, everything he had fell into the hands of Tianji, and the tight curse that year was kept in the hands of the Emperor of Heaven."
"In the hands of Tianji? That's really not the case when enemies don't get together."
Zhou Shu frowned.
They and Tianji are now at odds with each other. It is not an easy task to get the tightening spell from Tianji.
"Senior Babu Tianlong, dare I ask what happened in Heaven back then? Was Tianji the culprit?"
Zhou Shu suddenly asked in a deep voice.
The Eight Heavenly Dragons are different from the Valley God. The Valley God was not qualified to enter the Lingxiao Palace back then, but the Eight Heavenly Dragons were qualified. He was the person who personally experienced the destruction of the ancient heaven.
After hearing Zhou Shu's words, Babu Tianlong's originally calm expression became a little painful.
He frowned in pain, and the light on his body became flickering. It was obvious that his mood fluctuated violently.
"Ah——"
Babu Tianlong's originally clear eyes suddenly became a little cloudy, and he looked up to the sky and roared.
"Go! Stay away from me!"
Babu Tianlong suddenly shouted, "The further away the better, while I can still control myself!"
His whole body was shaking violently, his fists were clenched, and he seemed to be using all his strength to control himself.
In the distance, the bodies of the Eight Heavenly Dragons suddenly stood up.
The soul body of the Eight Heavenly Dragons trembled even more violently.
Groups of black mist emerged from the depths of his body and were constantly eroding his body.
"Let's go!"
The Eight Heavenly Dragons roared, and with a wave of their arms, a surging force rolled up Zhou Shu and Mu Zhixing and threw them away into the distance.
Zhou Shu did not feel the murderous intention of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, so he did not resist and allowed the power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons to throw him away for several miles.
He frowned and looked at the body that was arched into a prawn and was shaking violently.
He is still struggling.
"My lord, just one word from you made Babu Tianlong go crazy again?"
Mu Zhixing opened his mouth and said in shock.
Zhou Shu rolled his eyes, what did he say?
Is he that capable?
It was clearly what he said just now that touched Babu Tianlong's thoughts, so he went crazy.
He just asked a question. What does Babu Tianlong going crazy have to do with him?
Is it possible that what happened in the ancient heaven back then was so terrible?
Babu Tianlong went crazy just hearing this question?
What happened back then?
Zhou Shu became more and more confused.
But now is not the time to think about it.
There is no way out in this colorful space. Once the Eight Heavenly Dragons completely go crazy, they will have no way to escape.
If Babu Tianlong lets them go, where can they go?
"Gu, you and Tianji are accomplices, tell me quickly, where is the exit here!"
Mu Zhixing suddenly said loudly.
Gu Shen snorted and rolled his eyes.
Don't say he doesn't know, even if he knows, he will never tell.
It would be best if we all die together in the hands of Babu Tianlong, and die together here!
"Ceres, where is the exit?"
Seeing that the God of Grain was silent, Zhou Shu also spoke in a deep voice.
He was the master of the tight curse. As soon as he opened his mouth, Gushen felt a voice deep in his heart driving him to speak.
His heart was filled with sadness. This damn curse actually made him obey his words!
"I don't know. I was tricked into this by Tianji."
Gushen said honestly, he had no intention of deceiving Zhou Shu at all.
It was as if deep in his heart, Zhou Shu was the person closest to him and the person he wanted to be loyal to with his life.
Damn the curse!
Gu Shen cursed in his heart, this thing can even affect his own heart!
"Deceived by Tianji?"
Zhou Shu frowned and looked at the struggling Eight Heavenly Dragons in the distance.
Qi Tian took the Sea-Dinging Needle and walked into the mysterious door. Without the Sea-Dinging Needle in hand, once Babu Tianlong goes crazy, he will never regard himself as his senior brother again.
And in this colorful space, there is no place to hide. Do we really have to fight against the Eight Heavenly Dragons?
"No, his soul has returned to his physical body!"
Mu Zhixing shouted.
I saw the soul of the Eight Heavenly Dragons fused with the physical body, and his eyes had turned into chaos. He looked up to the sky and let out a beast-like roar.