Chapter 114 Bewitching Words to Deceive People's Luck
Chapter 114: Evil words deceive people and corrupt their luck
In the distance, Aoping River appeared at the end of Chu Weiyang's field of vision.
At first glance, it looks like a lush green carpet spread across the ground with a silver-white silk thread sewing the edges tightly together, as if it was created by heaven to create a natural and timeless one.
But when I looked closer, it seemed that the Weaver Girl was showing timidity. The thick jade blanket that was supposed to be smooth became jagged at the edges. The twisted lines were the uneven undulations of water swamps and mud hills that were occasionally intertwined.
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At this time, in the distant sky, a sudden wind blew by, and the water vapor swept in from the outer sea turned into a continuous drizzle here.
In the midst of the wind and rain, Chu Weiyang held an oil-paper umbrella and wore a curtain hat under the umbrella. He walked from far to near. The faint sound of footsteps was also obscured by the sound of wind and rain.
past.
Looking at it like this, the wilderness is still quiet and uninhabited.
Standing on a still obvious mound, Chu Weiyang looked at the mirror-like surface of the Aoping River in silence. The light ripples appeared at the moment when the drizzle fell, and then softened again.
Blown by the strong wind, it flowed far towards the end of Chu Weiyang's field of vision.
Looking at it like this, Chu Weiyang's voice passed through the large network of restrictions and was transmitted to the Xuanzhen Treasure Mirror.
"Chaoyuan, you should have met someone here, a monk from Tingchangshan who practices "Huang Tingwu Fire Three Yang Jue" and "Xuanque Zishui Seven Yuan Jue". If I am not mistaken, this person should have harmed you.
life."
Chu Weiyang's voice was as flat and hoarse as usual, but in that voice without any fluctuations, there was a certain sadness, as if he was facing death, and the power of tens of millions seemed to be hidden between the lines.
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There was a brief silence, and then, Zhong Chaoyuan's hazy and painful soul sound penetrated through the forbidden net and came.
"I...I don't know...After crossing the curtain of life and death, I forgot too many things. I only felt that there was endless pain that overwhelmed me...I remember this place, but I can no longer remember where it was.
Who, monk Tingchangshan? Maybe..."
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded calmly.
He could sense the chaos and confusion in Zhong Chaoyuan's heart.
And because during the long process from childhood to adulthood, Chu Weiyang had selectively deleted some of Zhong Chaoyuan's memories, the effect of confusion and distress now is exactly what Chu Weiyang wanted to see.
After thinking about this, when Chu Weiyang spoke again, his hoarse voice seemed to contain the power to smooth out all emotional fluctuations.
"Don't be in a hurry, Chaoyuan, don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly, maybe one day you will remember it, and when the time comes, senior brother will definitely avenge you!"
Hearing these words, Zhong Chaoyuan's slightly excited voice came from behind the distant restrictive curtain.
"I know, I know...senior brother!"
At this moment, hearing Zhong Chaoyuan's response, the corners of Chu Weiyang's mouth slightly raised, and a smile almost appeared on his long-depressed face.
"Of course, Chaoyuan, revenge is not the only purpose. The cause and effect of our Panwang Sect needs to be settled bit by bit with many people, not just you, but also the elders, and the brothers and sisters who grew up with us.
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Hearing these words, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice became fierce again, as if at this moment, he and Chu Weiyang felt the same hatred.
"I understand! Qianyuan Sword Sect! Zhenmo Cave! Jie Yun's lineage! These executioners who insulted my Panwang Sect! Sooner or later, we must teach them to pay the price with their lives!"
As if to oppose Zhong Chaoyuan's emotional changes, in the last moment, Zhong Chaoyuan's shrill soul sound was more exciting than ever before, as if it could vaguely make people hear the sound of howling wind.
But at this moment, Chu Weiyang's voice turned dull.
"But everything has to be done slowly. If you were still alive, the matter of revenge should have been left to your hands. I ran south to find you, but as of today, it's too late to say anything. , Brother, I have accumulated turbidity and siltation, causing all kinds of diseases throughout my body.
If you want to go to a higher realm, if you want to truly resolve the cause and effect, and take revenge, whether it's the sect's revenge or yours, senior brother has a long way to go, but just thinking about you is not enough to make me lose my mind. , I have the strength and energy to do this!
Senior brother is really willing to risk my own life for these things. After all, Chaoyuan, I... am you!"
The words that were so plain suddenly became sonorous and powerful at the end.
As soon as he finished speaking, almost without thinking, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice also sounded.
"You...are me! Senior brother! Even if I only have a remnant spirit left, my spirit is in this Xuanzhen treasure mirror. I still have the legal authority of the Palace of Lihen, and my true spirit has not yet dispersed. The inheritance of the legal tradition is still with me, I will definitely help you!"
Facing Zhong Chaoyuan's excitement again, when Chu Weiyang spoke again, his voice became low and guilty again.
"It's true that I am incompetent, Senior Brother. I have only been surviving in embarrassment for these years and have not learned any mysterious Taoism. At that time, I saw your true spirit disintegrating. I was at a loss for a while, and I was afraid that I would think about it for too long. I couldn't even save your true spirit, so I had no choice but to refine you into a treasure. This barely saved your true spirit, but it also cost you all your future soul and life with this treasure. We are tied together to death, senior brother feels guilty! Thinking like this, I almost killed you!"
Duanjiao Chu Weiyang spoke with deep sorrow.
Perhaps it was because of the continuous tug and pull between high and low emotions at this moment, which extremely consumed Zhong Chaoyuan's little energy, and when his soul sound sounded again, he actually changed due to it. I feel exhausted.
"Senior brother, I don't blame you. Didn't I just say it? There is no need for you and me to be so clear-cut. As long as senior brother is still alive, think about the fact that we were one and the same when we were born, and we have two souls. It will be as if I am still alive. , there is really no need to feel so sorry for oneself..."
Just as he was speaking, in just a few breaths, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice suddenly became lower and lower, and finally the soul sound was faint and almost inaudible.
So Chu Weiyang hurriedly said.
"After all, I'm still a wandering soul. How can I stir up my emotions like this? I've thought about it. In these days, Chaoyuan, please recite the "Heart-Eating Summoning Curse" a few more times. The thing about one body and two souls back then has not changed to this day. Neither you nor I understand what is going on. I just guessed that maybe because you have recited these incantations frequently, maybe there will be a day when the true spirit of the soul returns to my spiritual platform. At that time, let alone two souls. It would be better to blend into one person and remain one body with two souls than what you are now."
When the words fell, there was a brief silence.
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Chaoyuan's feeble voice continued to sound.
"I understand. What Senior Brother said seems to make sense. Let me give it a try..."
"In the Xuanming Dan Cauldron, in the Five Qi Chakras."
"Control the evil spirits to perform the four seasons, control water and fire to subdue the dragon and tiger."
"In ancient times, the Holy Religion of the Yuanmen had a single root, but now it has been mixed with various sects through the ages."
"..."
As Zhong Chaoyuan recited, on the Xuanzhen Baojian tightly clasped in the wide sleeve robe, clear and harmonious auras continued to circle, and the qi that was originally tied to one place became more and more...
Fa intertwined and resonated with Chu Weiyang’s Taoist connotations.
And as the chanting soul sound continued to sound, Zhong Chaoyuan's changeable emotions seemed to have completely calmed down at this moment. The sound seemed to be mixed with some machinery and sluggishness, as if the seven emotions were reduced and the six desires were reduced.
Not born, but the annihilation of those emotions seems to have never shaken the stability of Zhong Chaoyuan's soul. It is like some kind of subtle change, some kind of change happening from the inside out.
When the last murmuring soul sound fell, along with the continuous sound of breaking through the air, looking from a distance, it was in the hazy curtain of mist and rain that one after another figures arrived from all directions to the bank of the Baoping River.
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The open sea, very deep.
Thick water vapor and mist overlap here to form nine layers of clouds.
Standing in the vast mist, for a moment, Snake Lao's thin figure did not know whether he was in the mist or above the sea of clouds.
At this moment, quietly, a shadow emerged from behind Snake Lao. When he looked carefully, the man's figure almost blended into the wind and rain. It was clear that he was there, but he couldn't.
I couldn't sense his energy at all.
However, only his dark green hair, which looked like seaweed, revealed his identity as a shemale cultivator.
The first moment his figure was revealed in the dim light, Snake Lao looked back. The two of them looked at each other. Facing Snake Lao's scarlet pupils, the man suddenly sneered and took a step back.
Then he spoke in a seemingly respectful manner.
"Old Snake, something went wrong..."
When the words fell, Old Snake frowned slightly, but then asked calmly.
"Oh, what's wrong?"
Hearing Old Snake's question, the seaweed-haired demon cultivator did not answer immediately. Instead, he took a closer look at Old Snake's body. After not seeing the ebony snake staff, he breathed a sigh of relief and responded.
road.
"It's Luo Sheng. I'm afraid that Luo Sheng and his old man won't be able to make it in a while, but I can't blame my little brother, Old Snake. I've already informed him earlier, but who knew that the elder of the Lihen Palace went crazy for some reason?
, actually rushed into the waves and storms alone, and by chance, he bumped into the old man Luo Sheng. He couldn't say a word, and now... he was already fighting for life and death..."
Hearing this, Old Snake frowned even more.
Call it a coincidence, but in such a big event, any coincidence can easily make people think of cause and effect and destiny.
At this time, Snake Lao muttered secretly.
I have always heard that the old pious woman in Tingchang Mountain was unlucky when she was young. Otherwise, she would not have such a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to teach her to become famous. Could it be that the theft of her Taoist secrets also caused this bad luck?
Theft came?
While he was thinking about it, he saw the seaweed-haired demon cultivator looking at him with a hesitant expression on his face.
On the spot, Old Snake took a deep breath.
"What's going on? If there are any other unfortunate things, let's just tell them!"
So, the demon cultivator took another step back.
"It's nothing. Even Mother Ray has also been met by Fu Mei, the old Taoist of Shenxiao Sect, and they are confirming the thunder method with each other. This matter is my fault. I am not at ease. I made the decision without permission and informed Old Bai Lin to teach him to save , but who would have thought that instead of attracting the mother ray, she would bump into the Master of the White Bone Temple instead.
Although, if you bump into the Master of the White Bone Temple, you will not be killed no matter what, but the old man with white scales has a sneaky and slippery temper. Snakes should know about it. I am afraid that if he can deal with it, he can compete with the White Bone Temple. The Lord has been fighting all the way to the end, and Mr. Snake has to personally go out and guide him..."
Perhaps he was afraid that Snake Lao would get angry here, so when he finished speaking, a dark spiritual light circled around, and the seaweed-haired demonic cultivator suddenly disappeared from where he was.
Only one voice echoed.
"Old Snake, I'm going to greet Mr. Kui."
In the same place, Snake Lao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the next moment, he shook off the cloak and said coldly.