gate of eternity

Huang Yan, who once presided over the auction, was also there, with a similar expression.

Why did he give birth to his left arm again?

This is the meaning represented by the eyes of the two people.

Most of them are Senior Hong Yuan.

Old Xuankong murmured in his heart, perhaps only Hong Yuan had this ability.

"I have seen seniors."

Zhao Yun walked all the way up the gazebo, quite respectful to the juniors.

"No need to be polite, sit down."

Old Xuankong smiled gently. It was the first time in his life that he invited a true spirit junior to drink tea, and poured the tea himself. It was enough to give Zhao Yun face. To be precise, he was looking at Daxia Hongyuan face.

"Senior, is there any news about the Soul Flower?"

Zhao Yun took a sip of tea and couldn't wait to speak.

"Ghost Underworld Cave." Old Xuankong only said three words.

Hearing this, Zhao Yun frowned, as if he had heard it before, it was one of the few forbidden places in Daxia territory, just by hearing the name, he knew it was not a good place to go.

There are two characters of ghosts and ghosts, which means literally.

I heard that there are often haunted by ghosts, and they are extremely vicious ghosts. People in the world regard it as a land of hell. Zangfeng is no exception.

It is rumored that there was a Tianwu Realm who went in to have a look, but there was no news of it.

Naturally, these are rumors, no one knows the truth or falsehood, and there is no way to prove it.

After a long time, he looked at Lao Xuankong, "Is there a soul flower inside?"

"It's probably possible." Old Xuankong's words were not too full, "like those rare flowers, there will be visions when the moon is full. I have an old friend who vaguely saw it outside the ghost mountain cave. It's not good. It’s better not to go.”

These words were spoken to Zhao Yun and also to Hong Yuan.

Zhao Yun knew it, and Hong Yuan knew it.

Even if it is the Tianwu realm, it may not be possible to come out alive if you enter it. If you are number one in the world, you can't be folded in it.

"Thank you for reminding me, senior."

Zhao Yun got up, bowed his hands again, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Little friend stay here."

"Senior, is there anything else?"

"It's not a big deal, I want to borrow my little friend Tianlei's help." Old Xuankong chuckled, and gently lifted his sleeves. Only then did Zhao Yun see that there was a black curse pattern on one side of Old Xuankong's arm, flickering. With a faint light, it seems to be hidden.

"Witch curse?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"It's a blood curse." Huang Yan interjected.

"I've been to the Bloody Forest without knowing what I can do." Old Xuankong said, a little embarrassed and self-deprecating, "In order to get the rare treasure inside, I accidentally provoked the evil spirits, this blood curse is planted since then."

"It's okay, old man! After going to the Blood You Forest, you can still come out alive." Zhao Yun sighed and clicked his tongue. He didn't pay much attention to the blood curse. The name of the ghost is not weak, it is unimaginable that the old Xuankong has been there, and he came out alive, to be the owner of the auction pavilion, Xuankong is really not an ordinary person.

"Just a fluke."

"I, Tianlei, can help senior get rid of the blood curse?"

"It should be possible." Lao Xuankong laughed, "Thunder belongs to yang, and the blood curse belongs to yin. They are innately restrained. Ordinary thunder and lightning may not work. Your thunder is Tianlei, and its level is enough. Naturally, it will not let you My little friend is doing his best."

"Happy to help." Zhao Yun smiled.

Old Xuankong did not pretend, immediately rolled up his sleeves, and put his arms on the stone table. In the past few years, this damn blood curse has caused him misery. It is not that he has never found someone with Tianlei, but Those talents!The asking price is too high, it's not as simple as giving money, it's a bloodletting for him!If you don’t steam the steamed buns to fight for your breath, if you have any treasures, you won’t give them to you. I will bear it to death.

Only when I saw Zhao Yun did I see hope.

The main reason is that this little guy is easier to talk to than those old ones. He would rather give Zhao Yun some treasures than some old ones who have made trouble.

"Senior, it will hurt."

Zhao Yun offered a sacrifice to Thunder and Lightning, wrapped Lao Xuankong's arm, he didn't need anyone to teach him, he knew it by himself, the blood curse!Similar to a seal, it would be good to refine it. He has done this job before, and once helped Qingyao refine a guqin.

Well...!

Thunder and lightning invaded his body, and he heard a muffled grunt from Old Xuankong.

It hurts, it really hurts.

Moreover, when thunder and lightning struck, the blood curse was quite restless, devouring his blood energy, and there was even a strange force that had rushed into his body and destroyed his foundation. It hurts.

"What a tenacious curse mark."

Zhao Yun murmured softly, the heavenly level thunder and lightning could not be shaken.

"Come."

As Old Xuankong said, he stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth.

The implication is obvious, increase strength.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, blessing bit by bit, for fear of using too much force and hurting Lao Xuankong's arm. It seems that the blood curse has been integrated with his arm, and it is extremely difficult to refine. Hurt Lao Xuankong.

Well....!

Old Xuankong snorted again, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, his old eyes were bloodshot, looking at the white handkerchief in his mouth, it was soaked in the blood of the gums, and turned red. From this, it can be seen that how painful it is, it is probably not weaker than washing the marrow Exercise.

Zhao Yun remained silent, and continued to bless the lightning power.

Well...!

Old Xuankong's face was full of pain, and he hummed continuously. Every time Zhao Yun blessed him, he let out a low growl of pain. His old, ruddy face was now extremely pale.

This continued for a whole day.

When night fell, it wasn't just Lao Xuankong who was humming, Zhao Yun couldn't hold it anymore, maybe it was too much consumption, his face gradually lost color, and his breath was no longer so well-proportioned. It's more tiring than fighting.

However, the blood curse showed no signs of being shattered.

"That's no ordinary blood curse."

Luna said leisurely, he must have been awakened by Lao Xuankong's muffled hum.

"Can Tianlei be refined?" Zhao Yun asked.

"That depends on whose sky thunder it is." Luna stretched his waist, "You are a true spirit level sky thunder, even if you practice it to death, you will not be able to melt that blood curse."

Zhao Yun coughed dryly, and the meaning was obvious. It was because his cultivation base was too low, which suppressed the power of the sky thunder. If he was a martial artist in the Ksitigarbha realm, he would probably be able to refine it easily.

You can't, give your own sky thunder to Lao Xuankong!

In this way, Lao Xuankong was lucky, he would be very hurt, it would hurt the foundation, and the sky thunder was like Lao Xuankong's blood curse, and it also integrated with his body. Stripping the sky thunder is tantamount to breaking his arm.

"But there are other ways." Zhao Yun asked.

"Use the Lord of the Rings." Moon God said indifferently, "The evil spirit on the Lord of the Rings can weaken the power of the blood curse. Maybe it can swallow it."

"You didn't tell me sooner."

Zhao Yun didn't sit still at one step, wiped off his sweat, then put away Tianlei, practiced conscientiously for a whole day, you are so damn fresh and refined.

If I have time, wouldn't it be nice for me to draw a talisman?

On the opposite side, Lao Xuankong had already taken out the handkerchief in his mouth, it was bloody.

After refining for a day, it still failed to refine.

It's not that Tianlei is not enough to see, it's because Zhao Yun's cultivation base is too low.

Hey!

Old Xuankong sighed, then stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and pulled Old Xuankong back.

"Tianlei can't do it, let's change it!"

"Is there another way?"

"Yes." Zhao Yun had already taken out the magic ring, which was black in color and pure black.

"magic?"

Both Lao Xuankong and Huangyan squinted their eyes slightly, and they could see traces of demons revealed on the Lord of the Rings, cold and tyrannical.

"Rewarded by the master."

Zhao Yun smiled, took the magic ring and put it on the blood curse.

A miraculous scene followed. The blood curse saw the Lord of the Rings, and it seemed extremely restless, even more restless than when Tianlei was refining it. It was originally a black blood curse, but under the gaze of the three people, it dimmed inch by inch, or in other words, It was the power of the blood curse, which was absorbed by the magic ring. The blood curse was dim, but the magic ring was buzzing and trembling, like a person who had been hungry for a long time and satiated.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the blood curse disappeared invisible.

"This... is gone?"

Huang Yan looked at it in a daze, and practiced dryly with lightning for a whole day. The blood curse was still a blood curse, and it was useless. He took a ring, put it on, and it was over in a quarter of an hour?

If you have such a good thing, take it out early!

Look tired for you, hurt for my pavilion master.

"What a weird ring."

Old Xuankong murmured, the blood curse that poisoned him was broken so easily, after living for decades, it was the first time he saw this weird object that could absorb the blood curse.

"baby."

Zhao Yun took back the magic ring, heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped it vigorously with his sleeve.

Can vampire curse, this is the ability of Lord of the Rings?

Or is it just one of many abilities?

"It finally broke."

Old Xuankong yelled loudly, and roared out the pent-up stagnation in his heart. Perhaps he was too excited, and the aura of the peak of Ksitigarbha surged out in an instant.

"Pavilion Master, take it easy."

Huang Yan had a dry cough and could hardly stand still.

He is still fine, look at Zhao Yun, it is really embarrassing.

That guy is no longer in the gazebo.

That guy, in the rockery on the opposite side, was burying his head in rubbing the Lord of the Rings, God knows that Lao Xuankong suddenly showed his aura, and it was fully revealed, and he was knocked out without paying attention, what a rockery, the broken stones were flying .

At this moment, who is coughing up blood?

While coughing up blood, he rummaged through the gravel, as if he was looking for something.

What are you looking for?

Looking for his Lord of the Rings, it was also knocked away.

Fortunately, the Lord of the Rings was found and it was not damaged, otherwise it would be nonsense.

"Little friend."

Old Xuankong stepped out of the gazebo in one step, it was so embarrassing.

He was also to blame, he was so excited that he seemed to ignore Huang Yan and Zhao Yun.

"Senior, say hello next time first."

Zhao Yun didn't catch his breath, and another mouthful of blood, this is not a feign, but a real injury, thanks to his solid background, if it is a normal real spirit realm, he will be paralyzed, maybe he can go to the Palace of the King of Hell to report road.

"The old man's fault."

Lao Xuankong hurriedly took Ling Xiao, but it turned out to be a two-pattern pill.

"How embarrassing that is."

Zhao Yun was not polite, he didn't eat it, he stuffed it into the small gourd, and shook it vigorously, whenever there was a elixir, he would do it like this, it can enhance the power of the elixir.

"Get rid of the blood curse, I will remember this kindness."

Old Xuankong spoke sincerely, and stuffed a money bag in his hand.

"Hands up."