Chapter 414 Curse Devour

Chapter 414 Curse Devour

"Straight bitch, don't hide in your shell like a turtle and come out to fight grandpa for 300 rounds."

"Fuck you!"

"You're a bitch."

"..."

Chongpang yelled and cursed for a whole morning, and his throat was about to smoke, but he didn't show up again.

He even doubted whether the other party had reached the point where he was indifferent to favor and humiliation.

Even after greeting eighteen generations of ancestors, and even greeting all the relevant women in the family, the other party is still like a tortoise, unable to come out.

Without fighting, there is no way to obtain the opponent's blood.

Although I don't know what the Archmage wants the blood for, all in all, the army is stationed here, and there are a huge number of people eating horses and chewing. They don't have the time to waste it in this place.

"Substitute."

The replaced Dharma Chief slightly cupped his fists and said, "General Chong, please go back and let me meet this shrunken turtle."

After saluting from afar, the Dharma leader immediately cursed.

Huang Jian, who was sitting in the formation, closed off his five senses and six consciousnesses, turning a deaf ear to all insults. Sitting on the tower above, holding magic formulas and seals to attract the incense and wish power from all directions.

All the incense in Xiguan became the nourishment of the formation.

This formation has not been used in nearly fifty years.

He thought he would never open this formation again in his life, but he never expected that he would see the opening of the formation and the rebels approaching the city in his lifetime.

…

"The commander-in-chief really wants to hide in the city forever?"

"The people in the city have already criticized us, and now there are even more rumors flying around. They say that the commander-in-chief is afraid of Chi Xuan, so he can only stay in the formation and dare not take action."

"People are so panicked that they can't even gather the incense."

The general complained while holding a wine bowl.

"Hey, be careful the walls have ears."

One of them quickly motioned for him to lower his voice.

There is nothing they can do if the people in the city complain, and the rumors cannot be stopped at all. If they catch too many people, it will make people even more unsettled.

Especially at such an important moment, the unsettled people's minds will reduce the incense supply to the formation, and the huge formation in Xiguan will weaken accordingly.

Ordinary people don't understand these things, but they all know it.

"It's not like you don't understand."

"I understand, I just feel aggrieved. How have I ever experienced such aggrievement? Even the rebels are afraid of them. I heard that Marshal Chu of Liangzhou pacified the evil cult Tianli Sect in just one month. The generals who accompanied the army also Go up two levels."

"You really envy me."

"It's better for us. We just have to listen to the yelling and cursing for a few days. We don't know how long it will take."

"Oh, it's so noisy!"

Hearing this, the general opposite him also sighed. He didn't want to go out to fight and make meritorious deeds. However, everyone who challenged Huang Shuai to fight was reprimanded, which stopped many people's thoughts.

"It's getting late, I have important things to do."

The sighing general stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Bo Ren, I'll take my leave now."

"Brother Zou, you don't have to be like this, the commander's affairs are still important."

After seeing off the general, the general in the wine shop narrowed his eyes, stood up and left the wine shop.

When he walked out of the street and got into the crowd, the armor on his body had already been taken off. He walked to a stall and played with the small objects in front of him.

"Hey, what do you like, sir?"

"How about I introduce it to you?" the hooded boy said with a smile, and began to pick and choose, hurriedly introducing the benefits and relatively cheap prices of different items.

"I have gained his trust and asked my brothers to come with me."

"Did you find that person's whereabouts?"

"pretty close."

"But is that approach feasible?"

"who knows."

The general bought a jade hairpin. This jade was not made of good material, but it was crystal clear. If he gave it to his wife at home, she would definitely be very happy.

Thinking of this, the general touched the cloth bag in his arms again.

After a while, the boy guarding the stall had been replaced. He did not hawk, but still sat there quietly.

Zou Che hurried to the entrance of the courtyard wall and looked at the sunset over the distant mountains.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the commander asked him to pick up his only son. I have been shouting for several days, and no matter what I say today, I will take him back to the general's mansion.

"I stand in line and get scolded, but my son is free and in the mood to play with women."

Looking at the Guzi'an in front of him, Zou Che murmured, but he still walked into the door patiently and said: "Sir, the commander-in-chief asked you to go back and stop wandering outside the general's mansion."

"Crunch."

The door opened, and a young man with oily hair and pink face was disheveled hanging on the side of the door frame.

Because the door gap was narrow, most of it was blocked by his body.

The young man stuck his head out and saw that the person calling was Zou Che. Even though he was very awkward, he reluctantly said, "I am free here."

"Now that rebels are coming to the city, the country is not stable, and you are the only son of the commander-in-chief. If something happens to you, it will make the commander-in-chief sad."

Zou Che's words were like fish bones in tofu.

"you……"

The oily-haired and pink-faced young man felt like something was stuck in his throat, and as soon as the aura around his body was released, he remembered that this was the school captain. When it came to cultivation, he, a dandy with no Yin Cheng, was no match for him.

The only person who can use it to suppress the general is his father, but now it is his father who is as cold as a rock and wants him to go back.

Looking back at the beauty behind him, the young man lowered his head like a defeated rooster: "Go back."

"The carriage has been prepared in front of the courtyard. Master, please come with me."

The young man turned back and made love to the beauty for a long time before he walked out of the wing again. After sorting out his clothes, he boarded the carriage, raised the curtain of the carriage, and finally got in obediently.

"They've come out, it's time for us to take action."

"I only wish for peace and prosperity."

"..."

The woman in the nunnery paused slightly, and before she even had time to adjust her clothes, she saw several people surrounding her.

These people all used talismans to cover their true faces.

If there was anything strange, it was that their hair was tied up with a red headband.

"Chitianhui?" The woman withdrew her gaze: "I wonder what the practitioners of the Chitianhui have to say?"

"I would like to borrow something from you."

"what?"

The Dharma Chief said in a deep voice: "Young Master Huang's hair, essence and blood."

"My little girl has these, but why should I lend them to you?"

"Bai Jiao witch, don't be ignorant of good and evil."

"Hahaha." The woman laughed loudly and said with a smile: "We are all on the same path, so why should we be so divided? It's not impossible for me to lend you something if you want me."

"What are your conditions?"

"I want to see your Great Master Chixuan."

…

The next day.

The army camp.

The woman from Baijiao was not arranged to meet Chi Xuan. She followed the procession as if she had been forgotten. She did not receive any news asking her to meet Master Chi Xuan all morning.

On the other side, Chi Xuan, who got the thing, quickly asked Tu Shanjun to take action.

Tushanjun is also generous with his skills.

The blood and hair of Huang Jian's son were used to deduce Huang Jian's bloodline.

The only thing that needs to be worried is that this guy is really Huang Jian's son. Otherwise, Tushanjun's powerful spells will be useless.

Fortunately, this worry soon disappeared.

"Use the blood of your son to search for the true pulse. The cycle of reincarnation will continue until you trace the source."

The sealing disk in Tu Shanjun's hand rotated rapidly, and the black and red talismans around him condensed into words, and then they seemed to have gathered into a scroll and turned when the big hand moved it.

The black and red writing turned into a long river, and the figure with its back to Tushanjun slowly turned around, it was Huang Jian's appearance.

"The blood curse chases the soul, and the magic is performed on the birthday!"

"Hurry as a rule."

Tushanjun's hands formed a soul-chasing seal and gathered into a high tower. The black and red twisted words crawled out from the huge array and gathered in Tushanjun's hands. The black and red twisted talismans formed a silhouette.

The figure quickly became shorter, and finally turned into the appearance of a baby.

The baby cried "Wow".

Tu Shanjun opened his eyes suddenly, and the black and red twisted words finally gathered into a long and crooked scroll.

"Raise the flags!"

A cold voice sounded.

The Zunhun Banner turned into Zhang Xu under the influence of Chi Xuan's magic power.

Tu Shanjun's hands were spread out to form the pagoda seal, and the black and red twisted words on his body were printed on the soul flag. It looked like a pair of verses and couplets spliced ​​up and down.

As soon as the long black and red scroll talisman fell, the seal in Tushanjun's hand suddenly turned.

"Ten thousand ghosts,"

"Soul-swallowing curse!"

Soul flags and thousands of ghosts formed seals one after another and bowed to the distance.

"Fellow……"

…

Huang Jian, who was in the middle of the formation, had a ruddy complexion.

He slowly opened his eyes, and he finally caught his careless son. If Zou Che hadn't been sent there this time, he might have returned without success.

"father."

Huang Jian became furious when he saw his submissive but careless son.

I wonder how he could have given birth to such a useless son when he was a dignified general guarding Xiguan, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in his hands, and 200,000 people under his command.

If he hadn't checked the bloodline, he would have thought it was not his seed.

"You still know that I am your father. The current situation is turbulent, but you are lingering on the affair of your children all day long. There is something wrong with that woman's origin. How many times do I need to remind you before you wake up!"

"Dad has noticed..." Huang Jian felt his nasal cavity feel hot. He reached out and touched it. His hands were covered with dazzling blood red. Not only his nasal cavity, he felt that his mouth was also full of the taste of blood.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Fellow……"

A distant Taoist friend.

It seemed that his body and spirit were shattered all at once, leaving him feeling a little dazed.

What followed was painful tearing, as if something was tearing his Yinshen out of his body, and the sharp pain was like being torn apart by countless beasts.

"ah!!!"

Huang Jian screamed in pain and collapsed on the ground, holding his head tightly.

"Fellow……"

Huang Jian roared fiercely, and the huge incense power gathered: "Who wants to harm me?!"

His red eyes were opened, and his sanity was completely shattered by the pain. The pressure around him suddenly bloomed, and with a bang, the young man not far from him turned into a pool of blood mist and collapsed.

"Fellow Taoist, please enter the flag."

"ah!"

While crying and wailing, a yin spirit was torn out of Huang Jian's body.

It turned into a stream of light and flew out of Xiguan.

"Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner!"

As soon as the Zunhun flag was covered, the Yin spirit was included in it.

Without Huang Jian, the formation suddenly began to sway.

Chi Xuan commanded thirty-six Chitian warriors to build a corridor to the high wall of the city tower for soldiers and horses to walk on.

Raise the three-foot red sword in your hand.

He shouted: "Attack the city!"