In the border city, Chen Yu was drinking wine and looking out the window at the window on the third floor of a restaurant.
On Qingshi Street, there is a huge crowd of people, both men and women, who are all here for the immortal treasures that may appear in the ancient ruins.
As the old saying goes, everything in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. The dead will never come back, and the living must work hard to climb to the top.
But what about after reaching the top? Chen Yu never thought about this problem.
Next to Chen Yu, Xiao Jie's hands on the table were still trembling. The scene just outside the city by the river frightened this genius of the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Chen Xianchang, can you tell me what the power of the curse is? Why have I never heard of it?" Xiao Jie asked curiously.
Chen Yu glanced at Xiao Jie coldly and said: "A curse represents something unknown. Ordinary people, or ordinary monks, simply do not have the power to communicate with the laws of heaven."
"Only when you reach the Nascent Soul Realm and truly come into contact with the Great Dao can you use the power of the curse."
Xiao Jie was a little excited and said with a flushed face: "Chen Xianchang, let me give you an analogy. If I reach the Nascent Soul Realm and curse Zhu Shiji, the leader of Tiandao Sect, will Zhu Shiji die?"
Chen Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "Whether Zhu Shiji dies or not depends on whether his life is tough or not, but you, the person who issued the curse, are definitely dead and will be sacrificed to the devil in the dark and become the devil's
Part of it.”
"Demon?" Xiao Jie somewhat understood the word demon. The legendary demon does not refer to a person or an object, but a form of existence.
It's just like everyone talks about the way of heaven and the great road, but no one can say what the way of heaven is and what the great road is.
If you ask Xiao Jie, who is Lu Xianke and what he looks like, he will definitely be able to describe it, but when it comes to Tao and demons, he will definitely be confused.
Chen Yu's words made Xiao Jie a little disappointed and said: "Isn't this a move that can hurt the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself eight hundred?"
"Wrong!" Chen Yu corrected, "It hurts the enemy eight hundred and damages one thousand. After being sacrificed to the devil, you will no longer be you, and you will lose the chance of reincarnation."
In fact, the power of the curse has the same effect as Wang Jie's burning soul fire, which temporarily increases combat effectiveness. Both will lose the chance of reincarnation, but the power of the curse is more terrifying, it is pervasive and cannot be defended against.
Xiao Jie thought of another question: "Chen Xianchang, what are your guesses about the strange phenomena in the ancient ruins?"
"Do you think I am a good master who tells everything I know and can speak everything I know?" Chen Yu said in an increasingly cold tone.
Xiao Jie smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.
In fact, Chen Yu did have his own conjectures about the ancient ruins. Before, he thought that World Mountain was at best a blessed land left by Nascent Soul Realm monks, with both danger and opportunity. But the scene that happened by the river outside the city just now made Chen Yu reject it.
made this guess.
The blood flowing out of the ancient ruins has been diluted by the river, but it still has such terrible curse power that the monks in the Golden Core Realm have no chance to react and directly rot.
The person cursed by this terrifying power is definitely not a Yuanying realm monk, because he is not worthy.
It is very likely that they are powerful people in the Mahayana realm, or even supreme beings in the Tribulation Realm. They cannot be true gods, because even if true gods die, their bodies cannot be carried by a mere small realm.
This is like placing a large mountain on a piece of glass. The small realm cannot accommodate the body, including the consciousness, of the true God.
Suddenly, Chen Yu, who was deep in thought, seemed to sense something. He turned his head and looked out the window, and saw an acquaintance.
But on Qingshi Street, a group of people came over with arrogance. Many of them were known to Chen Yu, including the two unlucky guys Fang Zizai, the junior master of the Zizi Sect, and Rogge, the second elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, as well as those who had been in Wanlian Mountain before.
I met Xiao Jie’s master Lu Xianke.
In addition to these people, there was also a barefoot old man in a white robe, white hair, and a white beard.
The old man had a ruddy complexion, was full of energy, and had energy and blood as strong as a torrential river. He was extremely tall and mighty, and he was the leader of this group of people.
As for the last person, she is a tall and plump fairy. She is dressed in white, her skin is as bright as the moonlight, and she has three thousand green silk shawls hanging down. She is extremely beautiful.
This woman is Song Qingyun who Chen Yu is looking for.
After not seeing each other for three years, what exactly did Song Qingyun experience in the Xuanling Realm, and how did she end up with these bastards?
Xiao Jie naturally saw his master Lu Xianke, but due to Chen Yu's presence, he didn't dare to say hello or let these people see him, so he simply kept moving his buttocks away from the window.
"Xiao Jie, come here!" Listening to Chen Yu's unquestionable command, Xiao Jie was full of complaints, but he still stepped forward obediently.
"Who is the old man with the white beard in the lead? He looks very arrogant!" Chen Yu asked.
Xiao Jie glanced at him and said, "His name is Huang Zhanhong, he is the great elder of the Zi Zi Sect, and he has reached the peak of the Golden Core."
Chen Yu nodded, looked at Song Qingyun again, and said, "Where is this woman?" yyls
"Her name is Song Qingyun, and she is Huang Zhanhong's new closed-door disciple in the past two years." Xiao Jie explained.
"A disciple of the Zi Zi Sect!" Chen Yu never thought that Song Qingyun would actually join the Zi Zi Sect.
Not long after, Chen Yu saw a group of people entering an inn called Qingfeng Tower. They seemed to want to rest there before setting off to enter the ancient ruins.
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Yu picked up the wine cup on the table, took a sip, and then stared straight at Xiao Jie.
It was obvious that Xiao Jie shrank his neck twice and felt something was wrong.
After swallowing the spicy wine in his mouth, Chen Yu said calmly: "When you've had enough wine and food, let's go find something to do!"
Xiao Jie swallowed and said, "For example?"
"For example... go meet your master, visit the second elder of your Holy Spirit Sect, and then get some news about the ancient ruins from them, and then come back... and tell me."
"Also, if you have the chance, make an appointment with me, the female disciple named Song Qingyun from the Zizai Sect. I have something to tell her." Chen Yuyun said calmly.
Why do you want to date a female disciple? Could it be...!
Xiao Jie only got along with Chen Yu for a few days, but he also knew that this master had a cold temperament, was cold-blooded and cruel, and was not the kind of maniacal person who liked women. So what did he want to do with the female disciple of Zi Zi Sect?
"What? You don't want to go?" Chen Yu looked at Xiao Jie and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Go, I'll go!" Xiao Jie sighed, this is really a man in the world, unable to control himself.
In order to survive, Xiao Jie is willing to do anything, let alone find out the secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult for Chen Yu.
At that moment, Xiao Jie stood up and left the restaurant. Chen Yu tasted the wine by himself and waited patiently for the Holy Spirit Sect's genius to return in triumph, loaded with secrets.