Chapter 22 Soul Fragrant, Curse Spell

During the period when Xiao Yu and Ma Yuanfang were closed, both sides seemed to be resting. Huangfu and Lifeng did not take the initiative to attack Kaicheng, and Xia Yunfei did not bring troops to invade Changcheng.

However, on the banquet, the topics discussed by Huangfu Lifeng, Xiao Yu and others are related to the situation in the world and the situation of the enemy and us.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone talked about the situation of the enemy and us, and Huangfu Lifeng asked Ma Yuanfang.

"Why didn't General Xiao bring the leader Ma to formally introduce it to us?"

"His cultivation has just broken through, and he needs to rest immediately for a period of time to stabilize his cultivation. When his cultivation is stabilized, I will bring him to meet the general."

Huangfu Lifeng nodded and said with a smile, "With General Fan, General Xiao has cultivated two masters in just three years, which is really enviable."

Xiao Yu shook his head and replied with a smile, "General Fan is lucky to live a long life. He has been inherited by His Majesty Dayu. Xiao does not dare to make contributions. As for the round square, he can advance to Changsheng, thanks to the 3,000 flame horses in the shooting sun villa. Without the blood of the 3,000 flame horses, no matter how high the round understanding is, he should not be able to cultivate the long life in three or five years.

"When he hit Tianrong City, did General Xiao return to Baicheng to collect the blood of the 3,000 flame horses?"

"Xiao couldn't find a good natural treasure to let his subordinates practice, but it made the general laugh."

When Huangfu Lifeng heard the words, he smiled and said, "I don't know how to extract sperm from the dead spirit beast. Otherwise, I would have rushed to collect the blood of the 3,000 flame horses with General Xiao."

"Fortunately, the general doesn't understand this kind of evil secret method!"

He replied to Huangfu Lifeng with a smile, and Xiao Yu changed the topic.

Tired by their identity, Xiao Yu and Li Linxiang have a thousand lovesickness. In Huangfu Lifeng's general's mansion, they can't be too close.

After the banquet, Xiao Yu left the general's mansion directly.

Returning to the military camp, Xiao Yu first went outside Ma Yuanfang's closed house to feel the breath of Ma Yuanfang, and then returned to her residence.

"He will not feel my loyalty to him over the years, but as soon as he heard that my red lotus sword may be an artifact, he still asked Lin Xiang to ask for a way to forge the red lotus sword. The king's desire to control is too great. No wonder the old man will say that accompanying you is like a tiger."

Sitting cross-legged and thinking for a while, Xiao Yu suppressed the distracting thoughts from the bottom of her heart and soon sank into practice.

Just when Xiao Yu's breath seemed to be nothing, a faint light suddenly flashed under him.

Xiao Yu frowned slightly and seemed to wake up from the practice. However, soon, his breath became private and nothing, as if he had entered the state of cultivation again.

In a trance, Xiao Yu felt dizzy, and he came to a familiar place.

"Yunmeng Lake?"

On the vast surface of the smoky water, the looming boats swung with the water waves, and the pleasant sound of the four pillars loomed in the noise. Standing by the endless lake, Xiao Yu forgot all the worries and seemed to fall into the boundless beautiful scenery and the sound of melancholy.

At this moment, a small green boat slowly walked towards Xiao Yu's position.

"Dosmoke? Blue rain?"

As soon as this idea appeared in Xiao Yu's heart, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ear.

"Do you want to come up and have a seat?"

Looking at the familiar petite figure in the bow of Qingzhou, Xiao Yu couldn't help moving forward half a step.

"Dream?"

After Xiao Yu settled down, the familiar figure on the bow of Qingzhou said, "The prince has been waiting on the shore for a while. Why don't you dare to come up now that we are here?"

After a moment of hesitation, Xiao Yu moved, jumped gently, and jumped to the bow of the ship.

"Father, inside, please!"

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Yu answered, stared at the familiar figure in front of her for a moment with some excitement and confusion, and then entered the room with the fragrance of medicine.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Yu saw another familiar figure that made him unable to suppress his excitement.

"With smoke!"

Xiao Yu seemed to want to shout out the name in her heart, but as soon as she said it, it became another sentence.

"Girl, it's a three-point poison. Although the fragrance can cure diseases, it can also make the disease-free people angry."

"For a person who is dying of thirst, poisonous water can also quench his thirst."

Eight years ago, familiar pictures made Xiao Yu addicted to it, letting him know that it was a dream, but he didn't want to wake up.

When Xiao Yu and Liu Hanyan met for the first time, they chatted for a while, and Xiao Yu left. Now in the dream, the two talked more and more speculatively. Until the end, Liu Hanyan wanted to leave Xiao Yu to spend the night on the Qingzhou.

Although Liu Hanyan is an entertainer, there is always a respect for Xiao Yu's admiration for her. Even in his dream, he is unwilling to destroy Liu Hanyan's image in his heart. Therefore, when Liu Hanyan proposed to keep Xiao Yu spend the night on the Qingzhou, he said goodbye immediately.

After getting off the Qingzhou, Xiao Yu sighed and wanted to wake up from her dream.

As soon as Xiao Yu had the idea of waking up, he felt the scenery in front of him, and he appeared on the endless grassland.

Snowflakes are flying and the cold wind is blowing.

On this endless grassland, except for Xiao Yu, there are only middle-aged people with a crescent-shaped weapon in their hands.

"Hai Ri Gu? How could I dream of him?"

When the cultivation reaches the long life, the practitioner's genshen has been extremely condensed. Even if he really falls asleep, the condensed genhen will keep the practitioner awake. Therefore, the practitioners of the long life rarely dream.

Since Xiao Yu advanced to Longevity, he has rarely dreamed, including when he was injured, but now, he has had two irrelevant dreams in a row, which can't help but make him vigilant.

He frowned slightly, and Xiao Yu wanted to wake up. However, he found that he could not wake up at all now.

Seeing that she couldn't wake up now, Xiao Yu was plotted.

"Who is plotted on me? What kind of magic is this?

Seeing that Hai Rigu threw the strange weapons in his hand at him, Xiao Yu didn't care much about anything and quickly sensed the red lotus sword in the shrine.

At this time, Xiao Yu was shocked to find that there were only three things in his divine palace, such as Taiyin beads, Ruyi soul silk and Jinyang divine bow, and his cultivation was also reduced to the state of innate perfection.

"When I killed Hai Rigu, I didn't have a red lotus sword."

As soon as Xiao Yu thought of this in her heart, she felt that her shoulder had a headache.

Looking down, Xiao Yu found that there was a two-inch-deep wound on her shoulder.

Xiao Yu looked at Hai Rigu and saw that Hai Rigu was looking at herself with a bloody wolf tooth knife.

"In this dream, I can't exert all my strength, but he can exert his strength that he should not have. If I don't find a way to rush out of this dream as soon as possible, I may be killed by Hai Rigu in this dream.

When his mind turned sharply, Xiao Yu quickly moved his body and summoned the Jinyang god bow out.

Xiao Yu summoned the Jinyang god bow, but he did not attack Hai Rigu with the god bow. While resisting the attack of Hai Rigu with the Jinyang god bow, he was recalling all kinds of evil arts he knew.

Thinking of the evil art, Xiao Yu's first thought of Guan Zhengshan, the corpse chaser.

Guan Zhengshan's reputation in the cultivation world is based on all kinds of strange and poisonous evil arts. All kinds of strange evil things in his mind may not exist even among the nine heavenly sects.

He recalled most of the various evil arts in Guan Zhengshan's mind, and Xiao Yu really figured out his current situation.

The secular people will believe in all kinds of gods, but they will also worship some evil things because of fear. All kinds of gods that secular people believe in exist in reality, but most of the evil things they worship are imaginary.

Whether those evil things exist or not, when the people cast statues for those evil things to worship, some power of faith will gather around those statues.

For the wish power gathered around those non-existent gods and gods, some people in the cultivation world will want to use them to practice; and for those evil forces gathered around non-existent evil objects and gods, there are also people in the cultivation world who have come up with ways to use them.

When the ancient witch sect was one of the three immortal sects in the world, a woman named Zhu Ling in the witch sect created the spell of curse.

With the help of the soul-grabbing incense refined by the evil power gathered by the evil gods, Zhu Ling cast a curse and killed a cultivator in the realm of cultivation with the innate perfect realm, which shocked the world.

Killing the practitioners of the realm of Taoism and Yangdan with the innate perfect state, the curse technique created by Zhu Ling is undoubtedly breaking the iron law of respecting the strong in the cultivation world.

When the cursed skill was famous all over the world, there were many practitioners who wanted to get the cursed skill, and there were also many practitioners who wanted to destroy the curse skill.

At that time, the three immortal sects, including the Wu sect, had the intention to completely make the curse art disappear in the world, so the famous curse art finally disappeared without a trace.

On the surface, the cursed art completely disappeared in the cultivation world with the killing of Zhu Ling. In fact, the cursed art was retained in several sects that were very close to the witch sect at that time.

Thousands of years have passed, and several sects close to the witch sect at that time have disappeared, but the art of cursing has been passed down by some people.

When Guan Zhengshan grabbed the method of casting a curse on a loose body, he did not get the refining method of soul incense, so he did not really use the curse.

Guan Zhengshan is ugly, but his understanding is extremely high. He did not find a way to refine the soul incense, but found a way to deal with the curse.

The art of cursing is extremely rare. Although Guan Zhengshan had offended many people in those years, no one knew the art of cursing, so he did not know whether the method he thought of dealing with the art of cursing was useful.

In the bottom of her heart, she carefully thought about the way Guan Zhengshan had come up with the art of dealing with the curse. Xiao Yu endured a pain from the depths of her soul and divided her yuan god into one big and one small.

Xiao Yu controlled the little yuan god to attract Hai Rigu, and then read out a very tongue-twisting strange spell.