I don't know how much time passed, but Master Zizhu opened her eyes in a daze.
At this time, she was naked, but suddenly a gust of wind blew, causing her to wake up instantly.
The dull pain seemed to remind her that everything before was not a dream...
She raised her hand blankly and touched the corner of her mouth, which was still stained with dried rice cereal.
At this moment, her heart collapsed.
As a Buddhist and an elder of Tianjing Temple, she actually...
Because of her extraordinary talent, she has been making rapid progress since she was young.
At the age of nine hundred, he had reached the Yaoguang realm and became the youngest elder in the history of Tianjing Temple.
In recent years, her cultivation has continued to grow, and she has even broken through to the late Yaoguang stage, becoming a top expert among the elders.
The master of the nunnery had high hopes for her and even taught her the secret knowledge of Tianjing nunnery in advance.
She was so panicked that she grabbed the plain clothes on the ground, put them on and staggered forward without caring about anything.
At this moment, she was so distraught that she just wanted to find a place without anyone, meditate quietly, and repent to the Buddha.
As for Fang Ling on the side, she turned a blind eye and ignored it completely.
At this time, she had no time to care about him, she just wanted to stabilize her collapsed Taoist heart...
Not long after she left, Fang Lingmeng opened her eyes.
The death curse was like gangrene attached to the bones, and it still made him feel dizzy.
It was precisely because of this painful feeling that he suddenly woke up.
He thought about what happened before he fell asleep, and it was incredible when he thought about it.
Especially at that time, when Master Zizhu held the dragon tendon and greedily sucked it, everyone else was dumbfounded.
After that, he showed no mercy and beat her ruthlessly...
"She disappeared...and she didn't take the opportunity to kill me."
He looked around a few times and was a little surprised when he didn't see Master Zizhu's figure.
"Maybe she will come back later. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time." He stood up and left the place quickly.
He didn't stop at all along the way, and soon returned to the territory of Nanyang Kingdom, and then returned to Liucheng.
After returning to Liucheng, he followed his memory and returned to Hanshan.
He looked up at the silent mountain, feeling like he was in another world.
Although it hadn't been long since he came down the mountain.
But during this period, too many things happened...
He walked slowly along the green steps, step by step, and arrived outside the temple gate.
When he came down the mountain, the peach blossoms in front of the temple were in full bloom.
But now, the peach blossoms have long since withered, and there are many small peaches on the branches.
He pushed open the temple door, stepped over the steps and walked in.
In the yard, the sword demon was playing chess with the old monk Baimei.
Seeing Fang Ling coming back, the two of them looked over at the same time.
The sword demon nodded with satisfaction, he could feel Fang Ling's natal blood sword.
It was completely beyond his expectation that he had become so much stronger in such a short period of time.
The white-browed old monk frowned and stared at Fang Ling carefully with a stern look on his face.
"It turns out to be an ancient witchcraft curse... If I read it correctly, it's a death curse!" He murmured.
The sword demon on the side raised his eyebrows and said: "Death curse?! A friend of mine was hit by it back then. In the end, he couldn't bear the torture and drew his sword to kill himself..."
At this time, Fang Ling's other three masters suddenly appeared and gathered around him.
"My disciple is incompetent. There is really no way to resolve this curse, so I will just come back..." Fang Ling said with some shame.
The flower thief spread his hands and said: "Master Hua, I know nothing about spells, so I definitely can't count on you."
"But, Master, you should be able to resolve it, right?" He looked at the white-browed old monk aside.
The old monk with white eyebrows secretly sighed and stepped forward: "It stands to reason that if you are hit by a spell, only other spells can resolve it, but I will give it a try."
Vast Buddha light shone on his body, and two fingers pointed at Fang Ling.
Fang Ling's tense brows finally calmed down, and the soul-splitting pain disappeared!
He laughed and was about to thank the great master.
But the old monk's expression was not very good. He shook his head and sighed: "What a pity! I couldn't completely dispel it."
"This is because the person who cast the curse is a poor human being, so I can still let my master suppress it, otherwise..."
"If you want to resolve the curse, you still have to rely on the curse itself."
"Thinking that if you follow this method, you can only suppress it temporarily, but you can't eradicate it."
"How long can it be suppressed?" Fang Ling asked as the smile on his face stopped abruptly.
"One hundred thousand years at most! After one hundred thousand years, I can no longer suppress it..." he said.
"One hundred thousand years? I may not be able to live that long..." Fang Ling laughed again.
The old monk said solemnly: "Don't be careless about this death curse."
"You still have to resolve it as soon as possible, otherwise when it recovers... you will die of pain on the spot!"
"Master, although I suppressed it, it is still running."
"You must have noticed a long time ago that the power of the death curse will become stronger and stronger as time goes by."
"If a few years later, due to an accident, the death curse breaks free of suppression, you will suddenly have to face pain that is thousands or even tens of thousands times greater..."
When Fang Ling thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
This thing is indeed a big hidden danger and must be eradicated now!
"I do know some spells, but I can't resolve this death curse..." At this time, the fat master said.
"According to my understanding, the one that can resolve the death curse should be the escape curse or the rebirth curse."
"I know a place where someone might master these two spells."
"Where?" Fang Ling asked quickly.
"Miao Jiang!" the fat master replied.
"It just so happens that the Miao Territory is also located in the South Dou Territory, but it's in the far south."
"You set out from Nanyang Kingdom and need to pass through a wild land before you can reach it."
"The human tribes in Miao territory are organized into tribes. Their folk customs are fierce and very xenophobic. You have to be careful when dealing with them."
"Thank you, Fat Master, for your advice!" Fang Ling nodded.
It was a rare trip back, so he did not go down the mountain immediately, but planned to stay at Hanshan Temple for a few more days.
I also happened to have some questions about spiritual practice that I wanted to ask them for advice.
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"Fat Master, let me show you something!"
Fang Ling took out the Heavenly Plague Cauldron and opened the lid of the cauldron.
The big fat man looked at the insect chrysalis in the cauldron with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
"I have never seen this kind of poison before..."
"The body is shining with colorful lights, and it is an insect pupa like a moth and silkworm. It should be the colorful sky butterfly!" He picked up the Tianwen Cauldron and looked at the pupa in the cauldron with excitement.
"Back then, I searched for it all over the world, but I never imagined that one day, my apprentice would find it!" He smiled so hard that his face trembled.
This was the first time that Fang Ling saw the fat master's happiness, and he immediately said: "Then I will give it to you as a filial piety!"
"You are quite filial, but that's not necessary." He smiled and shook his head.
"Although this colorful sky butterfly is not bad, your master and I are not short of these three melons and two dates."
"Furthermore, it is a pity that such ancient poisonous insects are used to practice martial arts. If they can be cultivated, it will be a great help."
"You can just keep it. Master will help you raise it, and it should be able to transform into a butterfly quickly."
"But before that, you must first conclude a master-servant contract with it."
"This way, after it grows up, it will be easy to control and won't betray."
"Master once taught you how to conclude a master-servant contract, have you ever forgotten it?"
"I have never forgotten that my disciple collected a mount this way when he came down the mountain." Fang Ling replied.
"Then let's get started! The sooner we sign the contract, the better." The fat master said.
Then Fang Ling cast a spell and concluded a master-servant contract with the chrysalis of the colorful sky butterfly.