Volume 1: Abandoned Land Chapter 43: The Power of the Curse
Seeing such a strange scene, Kong Laosan felt a weird feeling, and even Dui beside him opened his eyes wide, showing a puzzled look.
What's going on? What's there?
Kong Laosan whispered in his mouth, when Kong Laosan ran past here with the unconscious Ah-Dai in his arms, he didn't find anything wrong at all. Why is there an invisible restriction here for no reason? And this restriction does not matter whether he detects it with his spiritual eyes or uses it.
After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, nothing was found, as if it didn't exist at all. However, the scene in front of him clearly told Kong Laosan that there was indeed an invisible barrier in front of him. It was this barrier that blocked the pace of the demonic energy group.
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At this moment, the original scene suddenly appeared in Kong Laosan's mind. At that time, he was holding Ah-Dai and running all the way. Halfway through, he vaguely felt a very weak fluctuation, as if a layer of bubbles had burst. Now think about it carefully, that
The location is quite consistent with the location of the barrier in front of you.
Thinking of this, Kong Laosan's face became a little ugly. After a while, he seemed to have figured out something again. His face became a little better, but there was still a trace of worry. After thinking about it, the spiritual power in his body curled up slightly and turned into a little spirit.
With a flick of his finger, the clear light trembled slightly, turning into a stream of light and flying towards the distance.
Kong Laosan watched quietly. The next moment, the spiritual light passed through the invisible barrier in front of him without any hindrance, and directly hit one of the demonic air masses. Seeing this, Kong Laosan's expression did not change at all, and he jumped from the ground again.
Picking up a stone and throwing it hard, the stone flew towards the barrier. Seeing that the stone passed through the barrier without any hindrance, Kong Laosan breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that the barrier in front of him was just for use.
Just block these demonic air masses.
After thinking about this, Kong Laosan no longer hesitated. He was about to forcefully mobilize his spiritual power to rush out. However, he felt that the spiritual power left in his body was not enough than the original level. He could only give up the idea with a wry smile and use the remaining spiritual power.
He moved his legs vigorously, using his light body skills to the extreme. He picked up Dumb and rushed directly outside the barrier.
A few hours later, Kong Laosan returned to the wooden house of the Snake Garden. The sky was getting brighter now. This trip took two days. Fortunately, everything in the Snake Yard was well prepared before leaving.
Nothing went wrong, but Kong Laosan's condition at the moment was not good.
In the wooden house, Kong Laosan was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by some scattered bottles, including various healing holy medicines such as bone-breaking ointment. At this moment, Kong Laosan had taken off his shirt, and there was a line on his chest that looked like a ferocious beast.
The claw marks are clearly visible, but after applying some ointment, the black air is rapidly fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Two hours later, Kong Laosan slowly opened his eyes.
Three sternum bones were broken, and the meridians were strained due to excessive use of spiritual power. They needed to rest for ten days, but what exactly is this mass of blood?
Kong Laosan murmured in his mouth that the simplicity of the wooden house remained the same, and the faint aroma from the incense burner gave people a sense of relaxation and joy, but at this moment Kong Laosan frowned and his face was a little gloomy.
Above the Dantian in the body, a mass of dark red blood energy as smooth as a pebble and as big as a pigeon egg was coiled quietly, silently, and seemed to have no effect. No matter what method Kong Laosan used, this mass of blood energy remained unmoving.
Like a stubborn stone, it is embedded above the Dantian.
Kong Laosan recalled carefully, from the moment he entered the canyon until he was hit in the palm and ran away, he could not imagine how this mass of blood got into his body.
After thinking about it, Kong Laosan slowly mobilized his spiritual power to wrap around the mass of blood. What surprised Kong Laosan was that this mass of blood seemed to have no attributes, just like a pure stone. Even if the spiritual power attached to it
On the surface, this mass of blood has not changed at all, and has no response at all to spiritual stimulation. Moreover, this mass of blood seems to be able to transform between reality and reality at will. Even if the blood is completely wrapped, it still cannot be salvaged.
Upon noticing this scene, Kong Laosan's face became more and more gloomy, and his heart became more and more irritable. A faint anger grew out of the depths of his heart. He seemed to have noticed the change in Kong Laosan's mood. The dark shadow above his Dantian was motionless.
The red-blooded air mass suddenly emitted a faint light. At the same time, Kong Laosan's eyes slowly sprouted red threads. Countless negative emotions burst out from the depths of his heart. The negative emotions of killing, cruelty, blood and darkness sprung up from the bottom of his heart like mushrooms after rain.
Born from the depths.
At this moment, Kong Laosan also discovered that something was wrong with him. He clearly knew that this state was obviously affected by something, and tried his best to control his emotions. However, it was obvious that this negative emotion seemed to affect his heart.
The most essential things are constantly isolated no matter what, and have a tendency to sink deeper and deeper.
This scene is very similar to the scene when Kong Laosan was contaminated by demonic energy for the first time, but it is fundamentally different. It seems that in this state, the whole person has been divided into two personalities, one good and one evil, extremely
weird.
At this moment, Kong Laosan was like a red-hot prawn. He was crouching on the ground with his body hunched over, trembling all over, and the blood vessels on his arms and legs were protruding like earthworms, making him look very ferocious.
After another cup of tea, Kong Laosan's body was shaking even more violently. This situation had obviously reached the most critical moment, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong. Kong Laosan relied on the last trace of clarity remaining in his body, and a pulse around his waist
Shoot, a green vine is like a spiritual snake, coiling in the void. As Kong Laosan points his finger, the green vine wraps around him slightly.
After doing this, Kong Laosan completely lost his mind, his eyes were red, and he looked extremely evil. However, he was locked by the Immortal Binding Rope, and he struggled on the ground like an earthworm. As the struggle became more intense, the Immortal Binding Rope tied him up.
The tighter the binding became, it was deeply embedded in the muscles. You could even hear a few faint creaks, like the sound of bones breaking. However, there were only those negative emotions left in the mind that had lost its mind, and it was not clear how to remove the rope.
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At this moment, Kong Laosan let out an inhuman roar from his throat, whining like a wild beast. Fortunately, there were restricted barriers around the wooden house, so there was no need to worry about being discovered.
After one stick of incense, Kong Laosan's roar became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. After another meal, with a burst of mana fluctuations, the restrictions around the house were completely eliminated.
At this moment, Kong Laosan was lying quietly on the ground. It seemed that he had just experienced a big battle. His clothes were messy and he looked exhausted. After a while, Kong Laosan seemed to have thought of something. He turned over and sat up, his consciousness restrained.
, and finally settled on the blood mass above the Dantian, his face looked extremely ugly.
The power of the curse?!
Kong Laosan murmured in his mouth, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes. Regarding the power of the curse, Kong Laosan occasionally heard people mention it in casual chat when he was practicing with the true disciple named Gu Lingyan in the outer sect. Now that he thinks about it,
It looks very similar to my current situation.
The Wu Clan, one of the four major ethnic groups that existed in ancient times, fought against the heaven and the earth, and had a cruel temperament. The Wu Clan cultivators are different from the human race. Their spirit and body are one body, and they have no soul. They do not focus on absorbing the spiritual power of the world and realizing magical powers, but instead use their own spiritual energy to realize magical powers.
Integrating into nature, with the help of Gu insects condensed from various essences of heaven and earth, cultivated with hard work, and cultivated into various means of destroying heaven and earth.
In addition to this mysterious inheritance called Gu, the most widely circulated thing among the witch clan is also a more domineering and mysterious power of curse. Both methods have the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and can kill people silently.
People are hard to defend against.
The mysterious blood energy in his body is somewhere between reality and reality, and it is somewhat consistent with the rumored power of the curse. This makes Kong Laosan feel strongly uneasy, but this blood energy is also similar to the demonic energy.
They are somewhat similar, and can arouse negative emotions deep in the heart. It seems to be the power of a curse that has undergone mutation.
As Kong Laosan fell into deep thought, the originally calm blood mass in his body seemed to be restless again. At the same time, Kong Laosan's heart also flashed with anxiety. When he noticed his own state, Kong Laosan's heart tightened.
He hurriedly sat cross-legged and made seals with his hands. As the spiritual power in his body flowed through his meridians, his originally agitated mood gradually calmed down.
Until this moment, Kong Laosan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. This blood ball seemed to be closely related to his emotions. If his emotions fluctuated beyond a certain level, the curse of the blood ball would begin to show its power.
Thinking of this, Kong Laosan felt as if he was on the edge of a knife. This unknown mass of blood energy was like a time bomb. If he fought with others in the future, if it happened in the middle, the end would probably be extremely miserable.
But with my current strength at the fifth level of Qi refining, there is no way to get rid of it, so I can only let it stay in the body for the time being.
Kong Laosan sighed, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
After a day and a night, when the spiritual power in his body recovered a little, Kong Laosan walked out of the wooden house and began to move his hands and feet in the yard. After a while, when Kong Laosan glanced at Snake Mountain, he suddenly thought of something, calmed down, and said