Please calm down your anger

Chapter 221 Ten Extinct Soul Techniques Live Up to the Good Times

Pond under the moon, small bridges and flowing water, lonely men and widows.

In this situation, even if there is no love, admiring the moon and beauties is still a great pleasure, but Wang Xuan's face is solemn, and his heart is full of doubts.

The shape of the black curse is similar, it is a billowing black mist hiding in the soul, it is extremely restrained, and no abnormal energy is leaked out, if it is not for "Candle Dragon Eyes", it is really hard to find.

But the souls occupied by the two are also different.

Wang Xuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, thoughtful in his heart.

The curse of Ugly Foer lies in the Taiguang of the main soul, which governs the mind and mind, so Ugly Foer is mentally disabled, but his practice is not affected.

And Mo Qingrou's curse is on the soul of the refreshing spirit, which communicates with the spirit of heaven and earth, so Mo Qingrou cannot practice.

What the hell is this curse?
Seeing Wang Xuan staring straight at her, with blue eyes shining, Mo Qingrou suddenly felt strange, her brows were slightly frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in her originally calm eyes.

She had a sweet heart, at first she thought that Wang Xuan was being sensual, but soon realized something was wrong.

The vision is obvious, it should be some kind of magic technique...

"Miss Mo."

Wang Xuan said suddenly, "Follow me to see Lingtang."

Mo Qingrou nodded thoughtfully.

On the attic, Mrs. Mo looked at the two people on the bridge. The man was handsome and heroic, and the woman was elegant and gentle. The more she looked at them, the more satisfied she felt.

"Good match, good match, the old man's vision can't be wrong."

Mo Huaixian smiled wryly and shook his head, "Auntie, both Mr. Wang and Sister Rou are people with firm minds, so I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"How did your brother do it?"

Madam Mo was immediately dissatisfied, "Rou'er is extremely intelligent, but her temper is as warm as water. Even if she is wronged, she won't say anything. If you don't find someone responsible..."

As he spoke, his eyes were already slightly red.

Mo Huaixian quickly clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Auntie, Huaixian will definitely make this happen..."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw two people coming together from a distance, and he was stunned.

Mrs. Mo was also surprised.

These two people are like a boring gourd. They thought they would separate soon, and it would take a lot of effort to match them up. Why...

Is it possible... you got it right?
However, after meeting, Wang Xuan's words surprised her.

"Senior, Ling Ai is probably cursed by a monster."

……

"That's how it is."

Wang Xuan didn't hide anything, he shook his head after describing what he saw one by one, "I thought my ugly Fo'er was a special case, but I didn't expect Ling Ai to have this kind of curse."

"So... that's how it is!"

Mrs. Mo's eyes were red, and she held Mo Qingrou's hand trembling all over, and said in a trembling voice: "Since I found out that Rou'er can't practice, my husband and I have been restless every night. ..."

Wang Xuan remained silent and sighed slightly in his heart.

Both the Mo family and his wife have gathered three flowers at the top, and they are only one step away from refining qi to transform into gods. They can break through at any time and live three hundred years.

Longevity is destined to be lonely, but some things are so easy to let go.

Mo Huaixian next to him was also full of anger, suppressing his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Rou'er stays at home all year round, aloof from the world, and unable to practice since she was a child. Who would lay hands on a child?"

"Auntie, did you ever make enemies when you and my uncle traveled around the rivers and lakes?"

"There are endless grievances and grievances in the world, how can there be no enemies?"

Madam Mo gritted her teeth and said in thought: "Let me think about it..."

"The evil cultivators of the Blood Shadow Sect are good at using blood curses, but they have been completely wiped out by us..."

"Wanling, the demon girl, came from the secret sect of witchcraft in Dianzhou, and was beaten to death by the old man..."

"There is also a transformed scorpion demon, but it has been beheaded by your uncle and master..."

Wang Xuan was stunned when he heard that, Madam Mo seemed kind, but unexpectedly she was also a ruthless person.

"Mother, don't be angry."

At this moment, Mo Qingrou suddenly spoke, her eyes were calm and comforted Mrs. Mo, "This matter is not that simple. I have never met that ugly Master Foer, but I was also cursed. There should be another reason. Nothing to do."

"Miss Mo is right."

Wang Xuan nodded in agreement and said, "It's not like the two of you have something in common."

"Miss Mo is extremely intelligent. If she can sense spirit energy, she must be a genius in cultivation. Even though my guard, Ugly Fo'er, has a weak mind, she has instinctively cultivated the secrets of Buddhism to a very deep level."

Mo Huaixian's eyes flashed brightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Evil magic!"

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, "Brother Mo is just as I thought. This curse is deeply hidden, it has lasted for such a long time, and all of them have been affected by the spell when they were children. It must be a big deal. Madam Mo has never heard of similar magic spells?"

Mrs. Mo was at a loss at this time, "There are thousands of sorcerers in the world, and I... I have never heard of this kind of magic. Who is it that has suffered thousands of knives..."

As she said that, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Huaixian, hurry up and invite Brother Cen, he has seen a lot, maybe he has heard of it."

"Yes, Aunt." Mo Huaixian cupped his hands and left in a hurry.

Soon, Mo Huaixian led a person to the backyard.

He was a square-faced, elegant Taoist with white beard and black hair, very similar to Mo Guanchao's temperament.

Wang Xuan heard Mo Huaixian mention this person.

The Taoist's name is Cen Xuzhou, who is worshiped by the Diyuan Sect. He used to work in the Ministry of Industry and has a close relationship with Mo Guanchao.

The past few days have been busy, and we have not seen each other.

After Cen Xuzhou entered the room, Mrs. Mo didn't have time to introduce her, so she directly narrated the story and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Cen, you have been traveling around in the Ministry of Industry, but have you ever heard of this evil method?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Cen Xuzhou's complexion changed drastically:

"This... this is the ten extinct soul arts!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes were cloudy and he said in a deep voice: "No, I'm not sure yet, wait for the old man to set up a battle, and bring Qingrou with me."

When they came to the back garden, Cen Xuzhou took a few glances, then planted a triangular flag on a rockery, and then waved out a dozen wooden sticks as long as chopsticks.

The wooden stick was inlaid with moon silver and complex runes, which were inserted around the rockery like flying swords, vaguely presenting a nine palaces and gossip formation, and misty white smoke rose with it.

Mo Huaixian explained to Wang Xuan in a low voice: "My lord, the Diyuan Sect is best at using the mountains and rivers to defeat the enemy. As long as there is an earth-qi spirit point, the enemy can be outnumbered. This is the node of the Qi-point in Mojia Mountain City one…"

While speaking, Cen Xuzhou had already made Mo Qingrou step into the formation, and after changing several positions one after another, he saw a thin puff of black smoke suddenly rising from Mo Qingrou's body, fluttering up into the night sky.

The black smoke seemed to be going southeast, but it dissipated on the way.

Cen Xuzhou's eyes suddenly became cold, and he nodded to Wang Xuan again: "My lord, can I invite your guard over here?"

Soon, Chou Fo'er also came from the barracks, and stood in the battle with a smirk on his face, but black smoke came out from another direction, and also drifted to the southeast to dissipate...

Cen Xuzhou's expression was gloomy, "Sure enough, it's the Ten Extinct Soul Art!"

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Mo was already flustered, "Brother Cen, this...what kind of evil method is this, is there a way to break it?"

Cen Xuzhou was silent for a while, then shook his head and sighed: "This is not a curse. This technique is derived from the technique of obscenity, and combined with the method of giving birth to the foundation. I can't imagine that there are still people who can do it today."

"Before the Great Chu, the Seventeen Kingdoms were in constant war. Because the method of conferring gods was huge, it could not be completed by a single country. Therefore, the wind of worshiping evil gods prevailed. After removing the demons and ghosts in the mountains, the ancestors have the most spirits."

"But flesh and blood sacrifices can confuse the soul, and the power of incense and fire can make the soul fascinated. Therefore, the evil gods can easily get out of control. Not only can they not appease the earth qi, but they can easily cause chaos. Therefore, some people have created these ten kinds of soul arts."

"Ten Absolutes, the three souls and seven souls, the dharma lineage of those lords of the country, in order to keep the ancestors' souls awake, they will secretly find ten children with extraordinary aptitude and full of aura, and plant the evil god's resentment into the three souls and seven souls respectively. Soul, replaces death with life, while the soul of the evil god is reborn, reborn, and continues to remain sober for decades, and can go further."

"There is such a record in the Diyuan Gate. The old man thought it was a weird talk, but he didn't expect..."

After Madam Mo heard this, her whole body was cold, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What will happen to these children?"

Cen Xuzhou forgot Mo Qingrou's glance, and sighed: "This is a natural beautiful jade, but it is robbed of the aura of chance. Although it is not fatal, there are all kinds of disasters. Those who planted the light of the fetus are insufficient, and those who planted the refreshing spirit cannot. In practice, those who are planted with ghost spirits cannot distinguish between men and women, and those who are planted with corpse dogs are infested by evil energy all the year round... After death, resentment will erupt and turn into evil spirits."

Madam Mo's face turned pale, "Is there a way to save it?"

Cen Xuzhou shook his head, "This technique is unfathomable, far beyond our comprehension, and Qingrou's aura has been taken away...Maybe, I can ask an expert to take a look..."

The latter sentence was purely comforting, Madam Mo couldn't see it, she turned her head to look at her daughter, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Fortunately, Mrs. Mo was only angry and attacking her heart, and the old injury had not healed, so she fell into a deep sleep after taking the elixir.

In the backyard, Mo Huaixian looked exhausted, "Brother Wang, I never thought so many things would happen tonight. If you hadn't told me, I would have been kept in the dark."

As she said, her eyes were filled with murderous anger, "Qing Rou was born in the capital of God since she was a child, and the black smoke drifted to the southeast, so the evil spirits must still be in the capital of God. "

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, and patted Mo Huaixian on the shoulder.

This technique is also completely beyond his understanding.

However, he is very good at killing people with his hands.

"Master Wang."

At this moment, Mo Qingrou also came over, nodded softly and said: "Thank you, sir, for solving Qingrou's doubts for many years. You don't need to care about what mother thinks."

What she meant was very clear, that she would refuse the marriage.

Mo Huaixian opened his mouth, sighed slightly, shook his head and left.

Wang Xuan didn't know what to say, looking at Mo Qingrou's still calm eyes, he couldn't help asking: "Miss Qingrou... don't you hate at all?"

"Hate is natural."

Mo Qingrou bowed her head and said: "Qingrou also wants to climb high and look far away, to see the scenery on the road of cultivation, but things have come to this point, what's the use of hating."

"Some people are born poor, and some people have bad luck in their lives. Compared with them, Qingrou is already lucky. It is rare for mortals to be in their seventies since ancient times. Half of their lives are sleepy and half of their lives are sad. It is also very good to watch the flowers bloom and fall, and cook some delicacies to honor their parents."

"Live up to the time, Qing Rou has no time to hate."

After finishing speaking, Yingying turned and left with a smile.

Looking at the beautiful figure leaving under the moonlight, Wang Xuan was silent for a while.

"Actually... Marriage can stabilize Yong'an, which is also very good..."

(End of this chapter)