Old Monster Tang also felt that it was Chu Feng who helped him suppress his pain, so he quickly thanked Chu Feng.
"Senior, don't be polite. This is what juniors should do."
"After all, you are Master Liangqiu's friend."
"Besides, this junior is actually here to ask for something." Chu Feng said.
"Sir, I really don't know Master Liangqiu. Have you really admitted the wrong person?" Old Man Tang still wanted to hide it.
"Senior, you don't have to hide it. I know you are the person I'm looking for."
"Although I don't know why senior wants to hide his identity, I really have no choice but to bother senior."
"This junior has a friend who is cursed, which may endanger his life."
"Junior, I heard from Master Liangqiu that you, senior, are proficient in the art of curses and also proficient in breaking curses, so I would like to ask senior for advice." Chu Feng said.
"You really got the wrong person." Old Man Tang said.
"Senior, this junior knows that this is very difficult for you, but human life is at stake. Senior does not want to offend, but as long as senior is willing to help, junior is willing to agree to any conditions." Chu Feng said.
"You go."
Suddenly, the old man Tang roared loudly.
At this moment, Chu Feng's mind also moved.
Because when Mr. Tang said these words, he no longer felt humble or fearful, but became very impatient. The most important thing is that he released his pressure.
A first-grade supreme, as expected by Chu Feng, Tang Laoguai, he is a cultivator in the supreme realm.
And when Old Monster Tang released his pressure, Chu Feng understood that he was really angry. If Chu Feng continued to pester him, he might not just yell, it would be as simple as that.
"Go away quickly and don't appear in front of me again."
Old Monster Tang continued. When he said this, he looked at Chu Feng with threats in his eyes.
As expected, Old Monster Tang knew that he couldn't keep it secret, so he could only threaten Chu Feng.
Chu Feng felt that he was not simply trying to scare him, but that if he continued to pester him, he would really hurt Chu Feng.
Therefore, Chu Feng could only leave temporarily.
"excuse me."
As Chu Feng spoke, he left the blacksmith shop and Qiuluo Village.
But Chu Feng stopped outside Qiuluo Village, and Chu Feng did not give up.
At this time, Chu Feng transformed into Shura, sitting cross-legged on the branches of a big tree, looking at the flowing river below, and fell into deep thought.
"It seems that we can only find a breakthrough in his daughter."
Chu Feng felt that Old Man Tang and Song Ge's mother were both going to die soon.
The only thing they couldn't worry about was Song Ge.
Therefore, Song Ge was Chu Feng's breakthrough point.
Well--
But suddenly, Chu Feng felt a stab of pain in his chest.
Chu Feng looked down and was shocked to find a spider web-shaped black scar on his chest.
And that stinging pain came from this black scar.
"Is this... a curse?"
Chu Feng frowned. He could feel that it was not a simple poison. The feeling was very similar to Bai Liluo's aura when he was sick.
Although the aura behind Chu Feng was much weaker than that of Bai Liluo, Chu Feng judged that it was probably a curse.
"When did you do it? Just now?"
It was impossible to be cursed for no reason. Chu Feng felt that it must be that strange old man Tang.
If you think about it carefully, when Chu Feng was treating Old Monster Tang's condition, Old Monster Tang's hand did touch Chu Feng's chest.
At that time, Chu Feng didn't pay attention, nor did he feel anything unusual. He never thought that at that time, he was cursed by Mr. Tang.
"Why are you giving me a curse? Are you trying to warn me?"
While Chu Feng was thinking about it, the curse had spread all over his body. Although Chu Feng tried his best to use the barrier technique to block it, he could not stop it at all.
This kind of stinging pain is completely bearable for Chu Feng.
But what worried Chu Feng was that although the stinging pain was bearable, Chu Feng's consciousness began to lose emotion, and even his body became numb.
In a daze, Chu Feng could feel that he fell from the tree, fell into the river below, and began to drift with the current.
But at the same time, it seemed like someone was constantly talking to me in my ears.
Chu Feng clearly couldn't hear what that person was saying, but Chu Feng's mouth was talking to him uncontrollably.
The strangest thing is that Chu Feng couldn't even hear what he said clearly, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Everything is so weird.
After a long time like this, the sound dissipated, but Chu Feng was still in a semi-conscious state.
Later, Chu Feng could feel that someone fished him out of the river.
After several more hours, Chu Feng finally woke up.
When Chu Feng woke up, he found himself lying in a bedroom.
The interior of the house is very gorgeous and spacious. It should be a palace.
Chu Feng knew that this should be the residence of the person who rescued him from Hanoi.
At this time, Chu Feng first looked at his chest and found that the scar was no longer there.
No matter how you look, you can't find any traces left by the curse.
"Is it that the curse has dissipated, or...that the curse of Old Man Tang is really so powerful that you can't see through it unless it happens?"
"I should go to him and apologize. Forget it, let's go to her daughter first."
Chu Feng felt that the curse was not serious, and that Old Man Tang was more like a warning to him, so Chu Feng decided not to go to Old Man Tang.
After all, what needs to be said has been said. If we go to Old Man Tang, there is no way to persuade him, and it might even anger him. It is better to go talk to his daughter first.
After Chu Feng made his decision, he immediately stood up and walked out.
After Chu Feng walked out of the palace, he discovered that this was actually a village.
Although the buildings in the village are not thatched houses, they are relatively simple.
Therefore, this magnificent palace seems a bit out of place in this village.
Although the martial cultivators and world spiritists in this village are very weak in the upper world, if compared with the people in the lower world, they can also be called strong.
With their strength, they can build a luxurious palace like this one.
But there's a reason why they didn't do that.
This reason is not allowed.
Martial arts cultivators are divided into three, six or nine levels. A martial cultivator of any level should lead a certain kind of life.
Villagers like this, in terms of cultivation, are the existences at the lowest level in this upper realm.
Therefore, from a worldly perspective, they should live a simple, simple or even poor life.
If you force yourself to live a superior life, you will not only receive strange looks, you may even be severely beaten or even killed by other strong people.
It can be understood this way that people in the martial arts world are forcibly divided into three, six or nine levels.
Even if they have the strength to live a superior life, the world does not allow it, and these people have silently accepted this fact.
Think about it, this is also a sad thing.
Chu Feng had thought before that if these people knew that if they went to the lower realm, with their strength, they could live a very superior life, even superior to others, would they still be willing to stay in the upper realm?
But in the end, Chu Feng came up with the answer: some may be willing to go to the lower realm, but most are still willing to stay in the upper realm.
It’s not because of anything else, just because this is the upper realm, and the upper realm inherently represents a difference in status.
Martial arts practitioners care about this kind of thing very much.
So for them, not to mention the lower world, even the mortal world, they are not willing to go.
Because in their eyes, the lower world and the mortal world are not places where martial cultivators should live at all, they are places where wastes live.
Even if they are in the upper world, living the lowest life and suffering the looks of countless people, they will still have a sense of superiority if they meet people in the mortal world or the lower world.