Xiuxian: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 93 Curse Kill
The voice was extremely hoarse and as sharp as a night owl, piercing into Xu Yang's mind like a steel needle.

Xu Yang only felt a sudden jump in his left and right temples, as if a great terror of life and death had descended on him, and then there was a severe pain in his head.

"what!!!"

Even if he was caught off guard and suffered such severe pain, he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

"boom!!"

Then, his body involuntarily staggered backwards, disturbing the tables, chairs and benches, and fell heavily to the ground. His limbs twitched and his facial features were distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain.

It hurts!
Unspeakable pain!

The soul seems to be inserted by a steel needle, piercing through the head, piercing the severe pain in the mind.

During the severe pain, the curse sounded even more, although Xu Yang had a thick dialect accent, but Xu Yang could hear it very clearly, like a knife grasping words, trying to carve into his soul and flesh.

"I'll hit you on the head, you little man, and you'll have your brains cracked and your soul closed!"

"I'll beat you up for being a little human, and I'll have you cut into pieces by five horses and your life will be in danger!"

"..."

While cursing, I could vaguely see a white-haired old woman grabbing a red-faced and white-soled embroidered shoe with her skinny palm like a chicken's claw, and slapping a little man made of straw heavily.

There were three silver needles stuck in the little man's head, and a small piece of red paper was stuck on his chest, with the words "Jinhua Guobei Ma Wencai" written on it.

The old woman grabbed the embroidered shoes and kept mumbling curses. Every time she cursed, she took off the embroidered shoes and hit the little straw man hard.

"what!!!"

When the sole of her shoe was knocked off, Xu Yang's pain became even more severe. The pain even made the carp writhe upright, then hit the bed and hugged his head tightly.

The majestic martial arts master, the old monster who has experienced three generations and thousands of years of wind and rain, is acting so unbearably at this moment?

It's so unbearable!

Because such pain directly affects the soul.

It is not a physical pain, but a mental pain, a pain in the soul. It will not be numb, let alone suppressed. Every wave is so clear and intense that it is impossible to support the resistance with willpower.

"boom!"

The embroidered shoes were photographed again, making Xu Yang feel like his head was exploding, and blood and brain were boiling and erupting.

"what!!!"

There was another scream, Xu Yang hugged his head and quickly performed the martial arts mental method.

Facing such effects on the soul and the curse on the spiritual level, no matter how hard the body resists, it is useless. Only by running martial arts and relying on the method of cultivating the gods can we hope to resist.

however……

"boom!"

The embroidered shoe fell down again and hit the straw man's head hard, which actually made Xu Yang feel the same. His limbs twitched and twisted. His head, neck, shoulders and legs seemed to be pulled hard by cattle and horses, and they were about to be torn apart. Come.

Under such torture, even though he was as strong as Xu Yang, his face turned pale in pain, his whole body was dripping with sweat, and he almost bit off the base of his tongue like a person suffering from a serious disease.

at this time……

"Hit your little feet, and make your soles pierced with nails and nowhere to go!"

"I'll slap you on the back and make you act like a cow forever!"

The old woman cursed even more loudly. After beating the head of her predecessor, she turned the villain over. There was also a piece of red paper on its back, with the date of birth written on it, which was the original owner's horoscope "Ma Wencai".

Then, the embroidered shoes were slapped hard, hitting the scarecrow man on the back.

"boom!!!"

Xu Yangru was hit hard and fell directly on the bed. There seemed to be iron ropes piercing his bones behind his back, pulling his body regardless, and the soles of his feet were in severe pain, as if they were pierced by thousands of steel needles and nails.

"Evil!"

"Curse!"

"what!!!"

Xu Yang bit the tip of his tongue and exerted force so hard that he bit off the tip of his tongue and exploded a fishy-sweet mass in the air.

"puff!"

The tip of his tongue was bitten off, and blood spurted out. He immediately cheered up and relieved some of the pain.

The magic door's secret technique of exploding blood uses brutal methods to destroy oneself, in exchange for a temporary activation of the potential of energy and blood.

It is a secret technique of martial arts, not a magical method of cultivation, and it has no power to break the curse.

But such an explosion of physical energy and blood also stimulated the soul to a certain extent, barely allowing Xu Yang to regain control of his body.

After regaining control of his body, Xu Yang did not dare to neglect. He pulled out a hatchet from under the bed, and then staggered out of the door.

The murderer who assassinated the original owner finally came to kill the grass.

Who is the other party?

Xu Yang doesn't know.

But one thing is certain, this person must be an evil cultivator!

In this world, the Dharma is based on false cultivation and uses the power of the souls of all living beings as cultivation materials.

In this way, one can imagine the development and utilization of the power of the soul.

Xu Yang concluded that among cultivators in this world, incantation must be the mainstream!

This evil cultivator was no exception. He cast evil spells from a distance, trying to kill him through the air.

How to do?
Xu Yang didn't have a good idea. Not to mention the Zhou Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, he had no experience in magic. The Black Water World was full of gods and Buddhas, but he did not obtain the inheritance other than earthly cultivation. As for the cultivation methods in the real world...

The group of cultivators in the real world use all kinds of spiritual magic and magical powers as the mainstream in their battles. It cannot be said that there are no spells, but Xu Yang has no contact with them at present.Therefore, he has no way to break the curse and can only deal with it in the simplest way.

kill!

If he could kill the person who cast the spell, then he still had some hope of survival.

I saw him staggering out of the hut with a hatchet in hand. The bun on his head had long been torn apart, his face was pale from the severe pain, his lips were full of bright red leftover from spurting blood, and his whole body was torn and messy, soaked with sweat. The clothes, the appearance looks more terrifying and terrifying.

"Wencai, you..."

"Quick, call the clan leader!"

"Someone is coming, someone is coming, he has transformed into a corpse again!"

When the people of the Ma clan living nearby saw him like this, they all lost their souls and fled in panic.

But he didn't care. He picked up the hatchet and stumbled out of the village.

He didn't know where the person who cast the spell was hiding, but after being cast by the spell, there seemed to be a sense of induction, vaguely pointing out the direction for him.

Xu Yang didn't care too much at the moment, so he could only treat the dead horse like a living horse and headed in that direction.

In this way, he stumbled out of Majia Village, running as fast as he could with his last strength.

finally……

"Peach! Flower! Mountain!"

Xu Yang's body trembled, and he stopped, looking at the pink peaks in front of him, which were neither high nor short, and gritted his teeth tightly.

"I'll beat you, I'll break your little head, and you'll be out of your mind for eternity!"

"what!!!"

Xu Yang screamed, blood spurted from his mouth, and fell to the ground on his back. He convulsed for a while and then lost his breath.

And so on, a moment later.

In the Peach Blossom Mountain, a pink mist surged in, and several illusory figures were faintly visible. They came to Xu Yang's side with a smile and lifted his body.

"call!"

The breeze blew, the fog dissipated, no one was seen laughing, and the bodies on the ground were nowhere to be found. Even the bloodstains disappeared completely, leaving only the empty and lonely mountain trails.

……

In the real world, Xu Yang sat up, his eyes unmoved, and he just silently raised his hands to rub his temples.

he died!
As soon as he arrived in front of the Peach Blossom Mountain, he stimulated his energy and blood through the secret technique of the Demon Sect, and the pain in his soul that he had barely suppressed erupted again, becoming more violent and terrifying, directly dispersing his consciousness.

Therefore, he died, under the spell of "beating the villain".

Xu Yang didn't have any resentment about this. After all, for him, this was just a dream journey of Zhuang Zhou, and it had just started. He had no worries and nothing to worry about. He would just die if he died. It was no big deal.

The death of "Ma Wencai" is not important.

The important thing is... that world!
The soul cultivates the law, and cultivates the truth through fakeness?

The art of curse and killing, claiming life from the air?
Xu Yang was very interested in this.

After three lives and thousands of years of accumulation, his cultivation method has been perfected. He has practiced both internal and external martial arts, and it is flawless. Even the cultivation of the soul before the fourth realm has been made up for by the cultivation method.

But he is still very interested in the practice system of this world.

First of all, it is its foundation, the cultivation of the soul.

There are also methods of cultivating the soul, but the basic principles are to use the high-purity aura of heaven and earth to nourish the soul with the spirit, or some evil methods to directly devour the living soul and strengthen oneself.

Although it is useful, it is not clever, at least that is the case with the cultivation techniques that Xu Yang has come into contact with so far.

This world gathers the power of all living beings, uses the power of thoughts, and uses the spiritual practice of false cultivation, which reminded Xu Yang of the way of incense, man and god in the black water world.

Maybe the two have something in common?
If he obtains this method and then cultivates a group of spiritual beasts, allowing them to believe in him and continuously provide the power of the soul, then wouldn't he have another "cultivation pendant", or a practice pendant for cultivating the soul?
If in the future, the laws of the earth are combined with the laws of humans and gods, perhaps they can also seek ways to become immortals and become the supreme gods as high as the Emperor of Heaven, turning a world of hundreds of millions of sentient beings into the foundation of their own practice.

There is a lot to do!

and so……

"Exercise fugue and enter this world again."

"Peach Blossom Mountain?"

"Ah!"

Xu Yang sneered, closed his eyes, and fell back to sleep.

Traveling around the world, positioning and teleporting, as long as it is the world he has entered, he can locate and carry out traveling. He does not need Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, nor does he need to inherit from others. He can directly consume the power of the soul of the original body to form a clone.

The clone's strength, cultivation, and physical condition are determined by the power of the soul invested in the main body. If the power of the soul is enough, you can even create a clone that is indistinguishable from the main body.

Of course, this is just a if, and it cannot be done in practice, because Xu Yang cannot have so much soul power to create a clone that is equal to his own cultivation level.

With the current strength of his soul, after using the divine soul to travel around the world, he would at most create a mortal clone without any cultivation. For this, the main body would have to cultivate for a period of time before he could recover from the consumption of his soul.

The price is great.

But Xu Yang was willing.

This world is of great significance. In addition to the unique soul cultivation method, Xu Yang is also very interested in its curse-killing technique.

The art of cursing and killing, focusing on the soul, is hard to defend against.

This is also one of the current flaws of the martial arts. There is no spell storage, and it can neither fight against nor defend against the enemy.

The experience of this death made Xu Yang realize the power of incantations. Even if he doesn't use them to fight, he still needs to practice them to protect his body.

Only in this way, when he encounters this master again in the future, he will not be as passive and helpless as he is today.

(End of this chapter)