Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 9: The 6th curse has great powers

"These saints each lead millions of divine soldiers to help me with mana, and their magical powers are ever-changing, and they will always abide by me. I, the Yuan Lord of the Shang Dynasty, unite with the truth, harmonize the form and refine the soul, ride the sky and float, ascend to the sky and capture the clouds, and be sick!"

Following the incantation gently spit out from his mouth, the expression of Ma Laosan who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair gradually changed slightly.

At first, it was just a slight facial muscle twitch, and then the whole face became a little distorted, and some white foam was spit out from the mouth, the situation was quite embarrassing and strange.

Under the scrutiny of Qinghong Zhuyou Wangqi Technique, he suddenly found that the black air between Ma Laosan's eyebrows began to surge continuously, and sometimes overflowed a little around, as if being drawn by a wave of air. The invisible force catches up. "

He knew in his heart that Wulong King's spell must have worked, and he was gradually disintegrating the dead energy in Ma Laosan's body.

With this situation, Qinghong felt even more admiration for Wulong King in his heart.

Worthy of being one of the few Zhu You masters in Xiangxi, he shot the general curse of Liujia Punishing Evil, which can be said to be a gods and ghosts.

At this time, Wulong King's incantation had been finished, he turned around slowly and glanced at Qinghong, his face was unexpectedly calm.

Probably seeing that there was no change in Qinghong's side, he quickly took out a brocade box made of sandalwood from the dark cabinet under the coffee table, and slowly lifted the lid in front of Qinghong.

Looking at it by the dim candlelight, there is actually a golden worm wriggling slowly inside the brocade box. Similar, but the color of this bug is not white.

Hey...

Seeing this, Qinghong couldn't help muttering to himself: "Could it be that this is the golden silkworm Gu that has been rumored for a long time in Hunan, Guizhou, Yungui and other areas?"

"Could it be that Grandpa Wu's natal Gu is the golden silkworm?"

"That's too powerful!"

Qinghong once heard from his grandfather Zhu Bianque that at present, the grass ghost old woman with the most powerful Gu poison technique in Hunan and Guizhou only raised a golden silkworm, and it took decades for this golden silkworm to Time was carefully cultivated.

But it is even more difficult to cultivate Jin Tun into a natal Gu that is connected to one's own life, at least the grass ghost woman has not yet done it.

Unexpectedly, this night, he was lucky enough to see the most powerful golden silkworm Gu in the legend, and it was also the natal Gu of the Wulong King.

Then even if you go through fire and water tonight, it will be worth it.

When Qinghong was full of thoughts, Wu Longwang had already gently picked up the golden silkworm in the brocade box with his thin fingers, and placed it flat on Ma Laosan's arm.

After the golden silkworm touched the stranger's skin, the seemingly weak and boneless little guy actually burrowed into the flesh gently, and his whole body entered Ma Laosan's body as easily as a pile driver .

In just two or three seconds, the entire golden silkworm's body had completely disappeared. If it wasn't for the thin trace of blood on Ma Laosan's wrist, Qinghong would almost mistakenly think that he was hallucinating.

"Qinghong, come here."

At this time, the Wulong King suddenly called softly.

Wen Yan Qinghong quickly walked forward, staring at Wu Longwang's calm face, and asked: "Grandpa Wu, do you have any orders?"

"Yeah."

Wu Longwang nodded silently, and said earnestly: "Tonight, it is not a small fate for you and me to defend against the enemy together."

"The people from the Yinli Sect outside are coming fiercely. The woman in red you met is most likely the killer sent by the Yinli Sect. It is still unknown whether they can successfully escape tonight's calamity."

"So while there is still a little time, I want to tell you a few things."

"What's the matter, just go ahead and talk about it!" Qinghong replied with a sincere face.

"Okay."

The Wulong King silently glanced at Qinghong's honest and sincere face, and forced a smile.

"Now my natal Gu poison has entered Ma San's body. Under normal circumstances, the golden silkworm is the king of ten thousand Gu. It should be easy to kill the epilepsy Gu in his body."

"It's just that since the Yin Glass School has painstakingly arranged this situation for us to drill in, it is impossible for us to succeed easily."

"So if there is any unexpected danger later on, then you should escape through the back door alone. When you leave, remember to bring the Zhu You Taomu Sword and Soul-Devouring Bell that I gave you."

"These two things have accompanied me for decades, and they are indispensable magic weapons for me on the road of soul-guiding."

"If you can escape by chance, I hope that after the turmoil of this incident, you can come back to inherit my mantle, and pass on the profession and spirit of the soul guide for me. Don't let this Huangquan station be abandoned .”

"Grandpa Wu..."

Hearing that this old man, who was over seventy years old, was about to be ordered in danger, Qinghong's nose turned sour for no reason, and he immediately had the illusion that he wanted to shed tears.

Although in the past he would occasionally come to this Huangquan station to walk around ~IndoMTL.com~, but he didn't have much contact with Wulongwang himself.

One reason is that he is psychologically afraid of his profession. After all, he has to deal with yin people and do business with yang people at the same time, which sounds a bit creepy.

Another aspect is to be intimidated by his majesty. After all, in Qinghong's young heart, he worshiped the highly cultivated Wulong King as an idol.

Of course, in the entire Fenglin village, all the young men who have practiced Zhu Youke's Yin-Yang secret technique will basically worship the Wulong King as an idol.

However, at this moment, the childhood idol stood in front of Qinghong, like an ordinary and helpless old man, handing over the future of Huangquan Station to him in a way of making a will, how could Qinghong Are you not moved?

"Zhu Qinghong..."

A faint voice sounded from the door of the main hall, that soft and boneless voice sounded so familiar and frightening.

It was the woman in red who appeared on the bluestone road earlier.

After hearing this sudden call, Qinghong's heart trembled for no reason, and his little heart suddenly thumped wildly, as if the end was coming.

After he stabilized his mind a little, the first thought in his mind was to seek help from the Wulong King. Now in Huangquan Station, the Wulong King is the only light that can guide the way.

However, it is a pity that when Qinghong turned around to look at him, he somehow closed his eyes, standing in front of the coffee table like a clay figurine, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Thinking that his natal Gu had entered Ma Laosan's body at this time, apart from concentrating on protecting the law for Ma Laosan, he had no way to spare a sliver of energy to think about other things, he could only rely on himself to hold on up.