Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 150 The Compassion of the Lord of Lingshan Mountain

When he was deep in nightmare in the underground spiritual chamber of Muyu Tower.

Outside the Houtu Hall of Lingshan, on the Qianxing Platform, Wang Luo's curse has just completed the first step.

He stepped on a high platform stained with blood, and his two long boots made of clouds from the Lingshan Mountain were shallowly sunk into the bloody mud.In front of him, there was a humanoid blood doll floating quietly.

He spit out a string of sharp sounds from his throat, like hundreds of insects vibrating their wings in unison, or like worms covered in mucus twisting their bodies.

And this creepy sound is actually the opening sentence of the spell-casting technique. If its meaning is translated into ordinary words, it is:

"O mother of disasters, I would like to give a boat to tide over the disasters for those who are destined to me."

This is the almost uniform opening statement of the demon cultivators who worship the Mother of Disaster.The first sentence is to worship God, the second sentence is to lock the target, and the third sentence is the beginning of the curse.

Wang Luo's curse-casting system originated from the Shoujie Girl who worshiped the Mother of Disaster, so it was natural to start by calling the Mother of Disaster.

As for the second sentence about people whose fate is connected, it is the target that Yu Xiaobo sends to his door.

He used the eight-way blessing-cutting formation to cut off Wang Luo's good fortune. In fact, it was equivalent to having a strong connection between his own destiny and fortune. Therefore, as long as Wang Luo traces back to its origin along this link, he can easily cross the distance of hundreds of miles. , locked to Yu Xiaobo himself.

The doll made of faint blood mist in front of him is the concrete product of this insidious bond.

The last sentence of Due's boat is the collective name for all kinds of spells by the monks in Due Valley.

For these demon cultivators, the essence of casting curses is not to kill and torture, but to cross people to the other side of the sea of ​​misery and achieve immortality.

Yes, it's even a form of mercy.

It is the art of mercy that transforms the fragile and frail flesh and blood body into a supreme evil body that can survive the sea of ​​suffering and hell.

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At the same time, downstairs from Mu Yu, Yu Xiaobo's body had begun to decay and fester, while those abnormal organs were multiplying and spreading rapidly.The more vitality that is poured into the past, the more intense the trend of deterioration becomes.

At the critical moment, Professor Lang suddenly remembered a record he had read in an old immortal history book. An idea flashed in his mind, and he shouted loudly: "This is the 'Syndrome'! Yu Xiaobo has been tampered with." Right body'! Therefore, deformed organs begin to breed in the body! At this time, be sure not to forcefully feed the body with life, otherwise it will only encourage the growth of deformed things!"

As soon as he said this, some people in the venue were enlightened and some were confused.

Symptoms?
Yu Wannian roared back: "Meng Fengyin stopped the formation of breathing!"

Meng Fengyin gritted his teeth and tried to fight against the damage to the golden elixir in his belly, so he instantly turned it upside down and stopped the force of the wind and rain transforming into life.And sure enough, as soon as the breathing formation stopped, Yu Xiaobo's distortion also slowed down.

However, the trend has only slowed down and has not completely stopped.

It seems that there is still a hidden will that continues to catalyze all of this.

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"...May he be born with wings to travel through the strong wind, gills and webs to swim in the underworld; may he be born with dexterous and unruly hands, and a heart that resonates with the deep earth."

On the high platform, Wang Luo's spell was like a roaring insect tide, echoing continuously in the mountains of the Hundred Halls.And his expression was meticulous, as if he was just performing a set task, without any emotion involved.

He didn't know much about Due Valley. Everything came from a blood bead calculated by Qianxingtai. Therefore, Wang Luo did not intend to make any changes and only implemented the plan calculated by Qianxingtai.

Judging from the calculation results of Qianxingtai, as long as this spell is over, it will be just enough to take the opponent's life without causing excessive pain.

Yes, Wang Luo had no intention of inflicting torture other than death on Yu Xiaobo.

As an ancient monk, his standards for killing were far looser than those of today's people - Wang Luo could kill someone like Yu Xiaobo without hesitation, even though his crime was not serious enough to lead to death, but he stalked him and caused endless troubles.

But he will never torture the other party deliberately. On the contrary, he will do his best to let Yu Xiaobo die a clean death.

Therefore, before casting the curse, he used the power of the Star-Loading Platform to calculate the "dose" of the spell very carefully.Based on his attainments at this time, he should be able to produce a number of abnormal organs in Yu Xiaobo's body, which would then quickly contaminate the blood throughout his body.

This poisonous blood can easily break through to the brain, so it is fatal only in an instant.

Among the many curses recorded in the blood beads, this Hundred Life Curse was rated as a negative example by Due Valley because of its quick effect, less pain, and invisible killing effect... but it suited Wang Luo's wishes.

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But the scene in the underground chamber had already gotten out of control.

Due to the acceleration of the distortion caused by the breathing formation in the early stage, Yu Xiaobo has now expanded into a giant elephant-like flesh and blood monster, and among this pile of flesh and blood, new limbs and organs are constantly struggling to come out.

Although Yu Xiaobo is not dead yet, this appearance is more miserable than death.

The people in the spiritual chamber fell into unbearable silence.

Yu Wannian immediately broke the silence and said angrily: "What should we do? Tell me!"

Professor Lang said: "I just checked the information urgently and found that 'neo-sheng syndrome' is often caused by famine..."

"Huangdu...impossible! It can't be Huangdu!" Yu Wannian interrupted sharply, but his voice was trembling, which obviously touched his secret pain.

Professor Lang felt strange in his heart, but he didn't care and just glanced at Professor Feng.The latter quietly released a desolation talisman and attached it to Yu Xiaobo's flesh and blood.

Almost instantly, the speed of bloodline distortion slowed down again!
Seeing this situation, Professor Lang did not dare to claim credit, which irritated Yu Wannian, and said instead: "Of course, the cause of the distortion can be found later. Now, the most important thing is that we should activate the breathing formation again, and then use The method of 'drizzle transformation' nourishes normal flesh and blood, while gradually removing abnormal flesh and blood..."

Professor Meng did as he was told without needing to be reminded. In an instant, the wind and rain started again outside the building, and the drizzle seeped into the ground along the soil, turning into invisible life.

Professor Lang added: "In addition, you should stand in the 'maintaining position' and the 'naturalizing position', and let the power of drizzle transform into the flesh, bone marrow, and even the depths of the soul, so as to correct his abnormal situation from the root and turn this sycophant into a Fight the disease completely!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two black-clothed guards took the initiative to stand in the corresponding position, moved their feet, held swords in their hands, and murmured endlessly.

At this time, the people in this breathing formation were only cultivating golden elixirs. However, with the blessing of the breathing formation, they suddenly had the great magical power to reverse life and death and recreate the human body of flesh and blood!
I saw the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, slowly but surely reverting back to its original human form bit by bit... The bone spurs began to shrink, the granules fell off one by one, and the face that was unrecognizable due to edema and rot also grew new skin, faintly appearing... Contours belonging to the cowavelet.

"Okay..." Yu Wanchang breathed out softly, feeling that the situation had finally been settled.

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On the other side, the swarms of insects roared in the Hundred Halls of Lingshan, and they obviously paused.

"The heart and lungs fuse together to create the breath of decay; the liver and spleen repel each other and fuse blood, flesh and bones with sepsis, bone, bone..."

In any case, the word marrow of bone marrow cannot be uttered!
Wang Luo felt as if there was a foreign object in his throat, and then, the sharp spell, which was as sharp as the sound of insects, was manipulated by invisible force and forcibly reversed! "Fine, flesh and blood melt into poison and pus, repelling the liver and spleen..."

In an instant, the curse that was already halfway through almost regressed back to the original sentence!At the same time, a few drops of dark poisonous blood splashed out from his throat and dripped along the corners of his mouth.

Hiss... the wooden countertop of Qianxingtai suddenly made a sound of being corroded!
Wang Luo's heart trembled, and he realized that there was something wrong with his spell, and it seemed to have been forcibly interrupted.And the price of being interrupted is the unstoppable backlash!

Things started to deviate from the original planning track.

At almost the same time, the blood mud on the high platform under his feet began to boil faintly, and the cold aura from the red star in the west poured in crazily, turning into mysterious knowledge, making Wang Luo suddenly enlightened.

The next moment, he took a deep breath, and the true energy in his body swirled like a strong wind, surrounding the invisible object in the middle of his dantian, faintly shining with golden light!

The golden light lit up, as if there was an extra star on the thick earth palace, and the sharper buzz of insects exploded. Every syllable of the curse-casting ceremony began to move forward along an unstoppable trajectory!

"The heart and lungs blend together, the liver and spleen repel each other... The boat to survive the disaster should have hundreds of hands, thousands of legs, and ten thousand compound eyes!"

If he were outside Lingshan Mountain, Wang Luo's current strength would not be enough to use Due Valley's curse-casting technique skillfully, let alone forward and reverse freely... But within Lingshan Mountain, on this star-drawing platform, He can temporarily reveal a trace of the power of the wonderful golden elixir, and achieve the destined goal without allowing anyone to stop it!
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puff!
Downstairs from Mu Yu, Professor Meng, who was in charge of the vitality formation, felt as if someone had dug out his chest with a knife. Under the severe pain, there were signs that the formation was out of control on the spot.The two men in black, who were standing in the defensive and naturalized positions, even screamed, and then spit out a bunch of internal organ fragments that were jumping on the ground from their mouths!
The desolate poison... seems to have begun to spread.

"No way!" Professor Lang immediately lost control of his emotions. "We can't stop it anymore. We must evacuate immediately. Everyone, hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, an iron-like hand grasped his chin firmly.

Yu Wannian's eyes were red and he was panting like a cow: "No one can leave! Everyone, everything is as usual!"

Needless to say, the two severely injured black-clad guards had been replaced by new comrades-in-arms. The trembling black and white evil spirits in the corner and other relatives and friends of Yu Xiaobo could not withstand Yu Wannian's fierce power and continued to fight mercilessly. Reluctantly, he stayed where he was, injecting his own true energy that was better than nothing into the breath formation.

At the same time, he is also contributing his own blessings in the invisible formation.

As for the injured Professor Meng, Yu Wannian personally took his place.

With the rotation of new forces, especially with the deterrence of Yu Wannian, the operation of the formation became firm again, and Yu Xiaobo's distortion also began to reverse bit by bit.Vaguely, among the pile of flesh and blood, a normal humanoid outline could be vaguely seen.

But this good situation did not last long, and some people began to be unable to bear the heavy pressure.

Yu Wannian's face turned red, and there was a taste of rust in his mouth.

After all, he was not good at cultivating and forced to preside over the breathing formation. It was really beyond his ability.

But at this moment, except for Meng Fengyin, no one else has any attainments in formations. If it were anyone else, the situation might not be better.

In a daze, Yu Wannian thought of a person, a woman who always wore a coat and boots.If she were here, it would be most suitable to preside over the formation, but she was not around tonight!
The next moment, Yu Wannian realized that he really couldn't hold on any longer and had to make a decisive decision and activate the last layer of insurance.

His eyes turned to the seven puppets that were still dancing.

The puppets that were supposed to protect Yu Xiaobo's life, but for some reason, just like the martial arts order, were completely ineffective... At this time, the puppets were dancing on the rotting flesh, as if they were as close as compatriots to the rotting flesh on the ground. It seemed more like he was mocking and humiliating Yu Wannian.

As for the formation diagram of the Bafang Cutting Formation, it had long been submerged in the blood.

Yu Wannian's eyes gradually became serious.

Since you are unwilling to play your role obediently, I have to take the initiative to let you play your role.

Next, just choose a puppet at random and break it forcibly, and the powerful power of human sacrifice will be instantly unleashed.

And he will break all the puppets at the same time!

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In Lingshan Houtu Hall, Wang Luo's curse casting ceremony finally came to an end.

The process was much more difficult than expected. He overdrawn the true energy in his body before finally forcing the ceremony forward. However, an overdraft was an overdraft after all, and he could only stop here without damaging the source.

But in this sudden and long tug of war, he won in the end.

After that, as long as the last sentence is read out according to the established procedure, the curse casting ceremony will be completed successfully, and the blood puppet floating in mid-air will also be eliminated invisible.

But at this moment, a strong warning signal came in his mind, and the high platform under his feet was even more bloody!

Qianxingtai is giving him an early warning in the most intense way.

As if relying on instinct, under the guidance of the blood light, Wang Luo slowly raised his right hand, with his palm facing downwards, his index finger tilted upward, and his fingertips pointed at the crescent moon in the sky.

After that, raise your left arm, place the four fingers of your left hand in front of the index finger of your right hand, a little, a little, bend your fingers, and hold the upright finger firmly, and then hold it tight again!

The curse of Due Valley is essentially a kind of compassion.A kind of compassion from the caster to the recipient.

And compassion is never free.

Spells, true energy, calculation power... are actually only trivial prices.

For the Due Valley Curse that transforms flesh and blood, the best sacrifice is undoubtedly the highest-grade flesh and blood that can transform all things and contain infinite possibilities.

For example, the flesh and blood of the innate Tao body.

Wang Luo suddenly showed a smile that symbolized enlightenment.

This time, what he wants to use is no longer a hundred-life curse with just the right dose that can kill people silently.

Instead, it came with a spiritual light, like an implosion spell that was born from a natural epiphany.

Use flesh and blood as weapons, flesh and blood as targets, flesh and blood as fuel, and flesh and blood as sparks.

The mantra was chanting in his heart, and at the same time Wang Luo exerted force with his left hand and twisted his wrist.

Oops!
With a crisp sound, the tightly clenched finger was torn off from the palm!
And Wang Luo's will traveled a hundred miles away in an instant and reached the other end where fate was connected.

boom!
The blood doll floating in front of him exploded into a bloody mist with a muffled sound!
　The chapter has been reset. Sorry to keep everyone waiting...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)