Song Zheng's heart skipped a beat, Huangtai Castle was in trouble! He was about to step forward, but was stopped by Zhao Xiao. Zhao Xiao stared at those people, his eyes full of vigilance and doubt.
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Xiao said, "Don't get close to me either!"
The recruits were stunned, and Zhao Xiao raised the Donghuang crossbow without hesitation and said unceremoniously: "I'm not kidding! If you dare to get close, you will be charged with murdering a high official of the imperial court, and you will be killed without mercy!"
"Sister Zhao," Song Zheng asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Zhao Xiao shook her head: "Believe me!" She asked the recruits: "What's going on? Tell the truth about what happened in the camp!"
"Yes!" The recruits all talked about it. In fact, the matter was very simple, but Zhao Xiao asked all the details clearly: "Your face is dark red? Your forehead is hot?" The recruits nodded again and again, and she suddenly asked: "Eyes
What? What do the eyes look like?"
The recruits hurriedly came to report for help, but were interrogated like this by Zhao Xiao. They were already a little secretly angry, but at this time they finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Those people are unconscious and their eyes are closed. Who knows what it is?"
What does it look like?”
"Go back and take a look!" Zhao Xiao shouted: "Now! This is related to the life and death of all of us."
The recruits were stunned for a moment, and when they saw Zhao Xiao's serious face, they were frightened, turned around and ran back.
Also frightened was Wang Jiu. His lips turned pale and he asked: "Sister Zhao, what did you find? Life or death... This is so serious. Aren't we all fine?"
Zhao Xiao shook his head slightly and said, "I hope I guessed wrong."
Not long after, a recruit ran back from the barracks closest to the school grounds. He rushed towards Zhao Xiao anxiously, but was forced by Donghuang's crossbow and could only stand ten feet away.
He knelt down in panic: "I opened my eyelids and looked, and the eyes of those unconscious people... seemed to be filled with pus, and they were about to melt away!"
Zhao Xiao's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
One after another, other recruits also ran back, even more panicked than before. They were all monks with high levels of cultivation. From this detail, it was obvious that the situation was not simple. Zhao Xiao obviously knew something.
"General, help!" Everyone knelt on the ground together.
Zhao Xiao ignored them and turned back to Song Zheng. In the anxious eyes of everyone, he whispered: "What a disaster!"
Wang Jiu was anxious: "I know the situation is not good, but you have to explain clearly why the disaster is coming, right?"
Zhao Xiao glanced at him and emphasized: "It's a big disaster, not a big disaster."
Wang Jiu almost jumped up in his eagerness: "Scholar, you are a scholar, you comment on theory, what's wrong with what I said!"
Song Zheng noticed something and asked in a deep voice: "Sister Zhao, please explain clearly."
Zhao Xiao said solemnly: "The disaster is a kind of curse. On the entire east bank of the Ling River, there are very few monks who practice curses. Regardless of the human race or monster race, there is almost no sect that specializes in curses.
However, if we want to talk about the most famous spell, there is no doubt that it is the catastrophe.
Nine hundred years ago, this vicious and mysterious spell first appeared in the territory of the Seven Heroes of the Human Race. At that time, the Qin Empire and the Chuxiong Dynasty were competing for the border fortress "Longju Pass". The two sides fought fiercely for three years, and each invested more than one million elite soldiers.
When building an army, each has its own strong leader who can control the country, but it is always difficult to tell the winner.
At that time, hundreds of thousands of monks from both countries were buried outside Longju Pass, like a Shura field. When monks from both countries heard that they were being conscripted to Longju Pass, they arranged their funeral arrangements in advance, saying goodbye to their families or leaving suicide notes!
In the fourth year, Yu Guanglong, a war equipment genius in the Great Qin Empire, suddenly emerged and went to the battlefield to create and improve various war equipment in the Great Qin Empire.
He led a group of palace weapon masters and spent two years improving eighty-nine war implements, and personally built three natural disaster-level war implements! As a result, the situation on the Longjuguan battlefield changed drastically, and the Qin Empire was victorious and advancing rapidly.
, we are about to seize Longju Pass and dominate the seven heroes of the human race..."
Shi Yi also remembered it, and his face changed obviously.
"On the eve of the complete defeat of the Chuxiong Dynasty, a servant of Guangyao General Lin Jiuhe, the commander of Chuxiong's army, suddenly left the camp and stood alone in front of the Qin Empire's army."
Song Zheng also remembered that there was a record in an unofficial history: "On the battlefield of the Qin Empire, blood rain poured down for three days and three nights. The strong men in the army who suppressed the country personally took action, but they could not stop the blood rain.
Three days later, a strange plague was rampant among the Qin Empire's army. Daxiu, Tianzun, and Ancestor were not immune. Yu Guanglong, the war weapon genius of the Qin Empire, was infected and died. In the end, less than 300,000 Xiu soldiers survived."
Zhao Xiao nodded: "The Longjuguan defense line of the Great Qin Empire completely collapsed, and the powerful people who controlled the country were unable to support themselves and covered the remaining troops in retreat.
As a result, 300,000 remnant troops brought the plague back to the Qin Empire. A great plague ravaged sixteen states, killing millions! The Qin Empire regretted it too much."
The Battle of Longjuguan is extremely famous in the history of the human race on the east bank of the Ling River, but the actual course of the war is still confusing to this day, and no one can completely figure it out.
Wang Jiu understood: "That rain of blood back then was a curse?"
Zhao Xiaodao: "The servant of Lin Jiuhe is not actually his, but that of Lin Jiuhe's daughter Lin Zike. The man has no name. He is a hunchbacked beggar that Lin Zike picked up in the market. His face is
He was ugly and taciturn. Lin Zike named him 'A Chou'.
A Chou had been in the Lin family for more than ten years, and everyone thought he was just an ordinary person. During the Battle of Longju Pass, the Great Qin Empire gained strength, and the Chuxiong Dynasty, which was already in decline at that time, mobilized almost the entire country to fight against it.
Lin Zike also organized all his servants and rushed to the front line to support his father. It was at that time that A Chou entered Longju Pass. But no one thought that such an ugly and ordinary person would turn out to be a man who could fight against the town.
A powerful man, a strange man who single-handedly stopped the rise of the Qin Empire!
After that battle, A Chou disappeared. Some people said that he fled far away, while others said that he had been punished by God for killing too much. However, the reputation of the spell 'Disaster on the Head' spread."
Regarding the historical part, Song Zheng was very familiar with it: "At the Battle of Longju Pass, the Chuxiong Dynasty, which was already a thing of the past, unexpectedly defeated the Great Qin Empire, which was at its peak. The strength of the Great Qin Empire was damaged, and their time to dominate the Seven Heroes of the Human Race was delayed by three hundred
Year. Yu Guanglong, a genius with combat equipment who might have left a great name in the history of the human race, also died prematurely in this battle."
Wang Jiu was really scared: "Are you saying that these people have been under a spell and are in for a terrible disaster?"
"The most critical evidence is that these people's eyes have begun to melt. When their eyes completely turn into black and yellow water, they will be dead. And who will be infected is completely uncertain. Since the battle of Longjuguan that year,
Look, no one can resist the catastrophe except the strong men who govern the country."
Zhao Xiao no longer insisted on not allowing the recruits to approach. After confirming that it was a disaster, he realized that this method of "avoiding contact" could not prevent the infection of the disaster at all.
Song Zheng calmly analyzed: "The catastrophe in Huangtai Castle today is of course far less than the one in Longjuguan, but it should not be underestimated."
Shi Yi was confused: "There was a demon tree the night before yesterday, and there is another disaster today. Who wants to kill us this time?"
That time at the Demon Tree, they all guessed that it was probably the disaster caused by killing two demon princes. This time... Song Zheng killed so many demon clans that they could no longer guess who it might be.
Song Zheng said in a deep voice: "Sister Zhao, is there any way to break this spell?"
"Yes." Zhao Xiao replied affirmatively. Wang Jiu was overjoyed, but Zhao Xiao's next sentence made him despair: "Kill the person who cast the spell."
They have no idea who the caster is and where he is hiding. Moreover, the caster is almost certainly outside Huangtai Castle. They cannot leave Huangtai Castle. Even if they know who it is and where they are, there is nothing they can do.
Kill the opponent.
Song Zheng's Thousand Finger Swords and Iron-Made Silver Spears can reach hundreds of miles away, but such a long distance makes them inconvenient to control, and it is impossible to kill the terrifying and cunning spell caster with them.
"General!" the recruits kept pleading from ten feet away: "General, please save them!"
Just as Song Zheng was about to speak, a stream of light suddenly flew from the market. Ling Zidao fell in front of him with a solemn expression: "Song Zheng, this is a big disaster! Jiuzhen Taoist has passed out."
"What!?" Song Zheng was shocked. Although he had just said that only the strong ones in the country could resist, he was still very surprised that a Xuantong ancestor fell so quickly.
"Go and have a look." He turned around and said to the recruits: "You go back and take care of everyone first. In this matter, we will do our best to rescue everyone!"
He immediately went with Ling Zidao.
After Jiu Ming Sect, Jiuzhen Taoist is the president of Linghuo Society and the famous Xuantong Patriarch in Huangtai Castle.
When Ling Zidao arrived with Song Zheng, Taoist Jiuzhen's condition was already very bad. He fell into a deep coma, his whole body was hot, and he felt as if his internal organs had begun to melt.
Song Zheng opened his eyelids, and sure enough his eyes were cloudy, the pupils and the whites of his eyes were connected together, giving off a faint dark yellow color.
Not only him, but also several other monks in other surrounding rooms were also in a coma.
The higher the realm, the stronger the resistance to the spell. However, Jiuzhen Taoist, who had the highest realm, fell first. He really didn't understand how this mysterious "curse" worked.
Ling Zidao walked out with him and said worriedly: "There are many disasters. The sky fire has not been solved yet. First it was the Jiuming Sect, and then there was a big disaster. Alas..."
Song Zheng asked: "You are at a higher level, can you find a way to find the curse caster behind the scenes?"