The power of the witch god is actually the same as spiritual power, it is a kind of energy that floats between heaven and earth.
Just like the spiritual power of ordinary cultivation and the power of Feng Shui practiced by Feng Shui warlocks, it is absorbed by various monks to enhance their strength and realize the great truth.
Spiritual power is also divided into levels. In the world of cultivation, there are also auras that can corrode spiritual power. For example, the blue ghost fire he possesses, the ghost fire dragon breath of the black dragon soul, and the soul-eating flag can all corrode spiritual power.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the power of the Witch God can be eroded by the curse.
What really surprised Tang Ming was.
It is a means of placing a curse.
"I checked Miao Liyun yesterday and found only the innate totem and no curse."
"From yesterday to today, Miao Liyun has not had contact with any outsiders, and it is even more impossible for Miao Qing and I to curse..." Tang Ming frowned.
in other words.
Miao Liyun's curse was a method used by someone hiding in the dark.
In fact, this method is not very difficult. As long as there is the host's soul breath, or blood and hair, you can use these to poison remotely.
But the problem is that there are formations around Zilin Villa, and Jinling City has a large defensive formation.
Being able to secretly hide the curse from Tang Ming was a very clever method.
At this time.
Miao Liyun frowned slightly and opened her eyes weakly.
"Amei!"
Miao Qing was very worried: "You, what's wrong with you?"
"I don't know either. I just felt like my whole body was cold and I fell into the darkness. I, I also saw... the Witch Temple in the darkness."
Miao Liyun's tone was full of panic.
Tang Ming was a little surprised: "Did you see the Witch Temple in the dark?"
"Yes, I admitted it right. When I was a child, my father and I went to worship the witch god. That is the witch god temple."
"I also saw black shackles surrounding the Witch Temple, and a huge skull appeared above the Witch Temple, opening its bloody mouth..." Miao Liyun shuddered, extremely frightened: "Then
The skull was still smiling weirdly at me, and I felt like I was being dragged into the darkness by black shackles."
"I struggled and screamed, but it was of no use."
"Finally, there was a familiar breath pouring in from the center of my eyebrows, and I got out of trouble..." Miao Liyun's pretty face turned pale.
Tang Ming frowned slightly, that familiar aura should be the spiritual power and soul that he transferred into the innate totem. The totem absorbed these energies, allowing Miao Liyun to escape from the trap.
As for that weird dark world and that skull.
Tang Ming didn't know much.
After thinking for a while, he looked at Miao Qing: "The Witch God's Temple has indeed disappeared, right?"
"How did you know?"
Miao Qing's face was filled with astonishment.
Tang Ming frowned: "Don't worry about how I know, just answer the question truthfully."
"Yes, the Witch God's Temple suddenly disappeared some time ago. The Witch God's Mountain Range is still there, but the Witch God's Temple at the top of the mountain has mysteriously disappeared."
"During this period, all the major clans and tribes sent strong men to the Wushen Mountains to investigate, but the result was that there was no magic secret at all."
Miao Qing spoke in a solemn voice: "The disappearance of the witch temple has made the entire ancient shaman clan in Miao territory panic and full of turmoil, and Wujiazhai dared to step into the secular world because of this."
When Miao Liyun heard this, she couldn't help but feel frightened.
The witch temple is a common belief among ancient witches, and it is also an important link to maintain the stability of the ancient witch clan in Miao territory.
Now that the Witch Temple has disappeared mysteriously, it will inevitably cause violent turmoil.
"By the way, this totem of mine..." Miao Liyun opened her palms and saw a bright white light gushing out of her tender little hands.
She subconsciously waved this bright white light towards Miao Qing.
Whoa! A white light flashed.
Miao Qing was initially shocked by the strange aura, and his internal organs were injured, but at this moment, his injuries were recovering rapidly.
Not only that, the dense totems all over Miao Qing's body were lighting up one after another at this moment.
The injury healed.
The aura surged, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.
"Oh My God!"
"This, this, this is the power of the witch, the aura of the witch that far exceeds the power of the holy witch!"
Miao Qing exclaimed in surprise and froze on the spot.
He looked fanatical and suddenly knelt down on one knee, making a fist with his right hand and placing it on his heart, while his left hand touched his forehead and between his eyebrows.
This is the most noble etiquette of the ancient Miao shaman clan.
It means that you can dedicate your body and soul to the person who salutes you.
Generally speaking, this kind of ancient etiquette rarely appears even in Miao history.
Miao Liyun hurriedly said: "Brother, get up quickly."
"No, this is the aura of the ancient witches. Back then, the witches appeared and gave life to the ancient witches in Miao territory. We must be sincere in dealing with the witches..." Miao Qing looked extremely serious and followed the etiquette slowly.
Tang Ming pondered for a moment and asked: "What is the difference between the breath of the divine witch and the breath of the holy witch?"
"This... I don't quite understand."
Miao Liyun was a little embarrassed: "Although I was born as an ancient shaman in Miao territory, I am considered an atheist because I studied abroad..." Tang Ming laughed dumbly.
At this time, Miao Qing finished his salute, stood up and said solemnly: "The aura of the Holy Witch can generally be used by the saints and high priests of the Witch Temple. It needs to go through many selections in the Witch Temple, or be blessed by the Witch God."
"And the aura of the witch god can be regarded as the agent of the witch god in the Miao territory."
"The ancient witches of the Miao Territory have existed for thousands of years, and there are many saints and high priests. However, the aura of the divine witches has only appeared twice. Each time, when the ancient witches of the Miao Territory were at their most dangerous, they led the ancient witch clan out.
Dilemma.”
Miao Qing's tone was serious: "The aura of the witch god has not appeared for thousands of years. Its appearance at this time shows that the ancient witch clan in Miao territory has encountered a great dilemma!"
"..." Miao Liyun shrank her neck and said weakly: "But I am just an ordinary person."
"Ahem, your brother is in the Nascent Soul realm and is considered a strong man. He was seriously injured just now, but you healed his injury with a wave of your hand and increased his strength."
Tang Ming smiled and said: "With this ability, you are not an ordinary person."
"Really?"
Miao Liyun blinked her beautiful eyes: "So the breath of the witch is very useful, right? Tang Ming, is this breath useful to you?"
As she spoke, she stretched out her white and tender hands and faced Tang Ming.
"I'm not hurt now."
Tang Ming laughed dumbly: "But your ability is indeed very strong. I just experienced it. It can not only restore physical injuries, but also nourish the souls of others."
"Congratulations, Liyun. From now on, you will be out of the ordinary people's profession."
This is no exaggeration.
Although Miao Liyun has not yet practiced, she possesses an innate totem and has awakened the aura of the witch god.
But even if you haven't practiced yet, you can still heal a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm. In the future, as your strength increases, or you become more familiar with the aura of the Witch God, your ability will surely become stronger.
If so.
Miao Liyun's future growth will definitely be terrifying.