Chen Xuanfang quickly smiled and explained, "This is my new disciple recently. I have never seen the world. When I met the head master, I was so excited that I couldn't speak. Please don't be surprised by my uncle."

"Take it back and teach it well."

The saint said these words quietly and did not stop. Pingping took two steps, and suddenly turned around and looked at the somewhat dumb pig who was a little stunned. The look flashed.

"Is this a farewell to me?" Gou Zhu thought. Before his thoughts had dissipated, the saint had already brought the female disciples around and left, and flew away with them.

The lingering sound lingers, and a quiet fragrance remains in the air and has not dissipated for a long time.

But after hooking the pig, I didn't get any chance.

They were taken to a deep valley bottom, and they were only thirty steps wide, and there was a rapid stream in the middle, not knowing where it was. The ground was wet, covered with moss and weeds, and there were cliffs on both sides.

There was a huge crack on one side, and a white waterfall rushing down the crack, rushing on the rocks at the bottom of the valley. After thousands of years of washing, the rock wall was slid, and the sound of water was deafening.

This stream of water is called Qinglvberg, which originates from the spring on the main peak of Cuiyu Peak. This valley is called Dragon Skeleton Valley. Although it is directly below Cuiyu Peak, there is no way to go. It is an extremely remote place.

Except for noon, there is no sunshine on weekdays, and the humidity is heavy, and few people come. Chen Xuanfang looked at the sky. It was dusk and it would soon be dark.

He asked the two to sit on the ground, and took out two strange chains in his hands, which were magical. The chain was black, about one foot long, with two locks on one end, a key was inserted into one keyhole, and a small black ball tied to the other end.

He buckled the lock on the ankles of the two people, locked their left and right feet, then inserted the key into the lock hole, rotated it around and pulled it out. Then he looked at the two foolproof meat tickets with pride and meditated with peace of mind, as if waiting for something.

The black ball looked only the size of a fist, but the hook pig tried to move it with his feet, but it was still motionless and didn't even roll.

In fact, not only is the black ball very heavy, but the locks and chains on the ankles are also of the same material, which is extremely heavy. The two legs of the hook pig are stuck in an indestructible iron ring like this.

He is not unfamiliar with this thing. In his early years, he heard from his master that some thieves were caught stealing the things of immortals, and the immortals were locked with black shackles that seemed small but extremely heavy, called "mortal shackles".

In fact, the material of mortal shackles is the black iron that Xuanmen often uses to create weapons. It is extremely heavy and extremely strong, but it can only be used to coerce mortals.

Chen Xuanfang waited until dark. Gouzhu didn't dare to say anything, but asked a few questions in his eyes. Chen Xuanfang said that this was just a basic test for the entry-level disciples, so he didn't dare to ask again. He tried his best to meditate cross-leggedly as a "master", but unfortunately his feet were being tortured and unable to move.

It was dark, and my hands were missing in the canyon. But my ears were still filled with the sound of rumbling water, and the air was filled with Mercury splashing and flying.

Chen Xuanfang lit an oil lamp, and the dim lights suddenly illuminated the three black shadows who came here quietly.

Gouzhu looked carefully and saw that the three of them were just tall, short, and thin. With the fat man Chen Xuanfang, they were all tall, short, fat and thin. But Gouzhu could only see the black shadows and couldn't see the appearance.

When they approached, they found that the three of them were all dressed in black, with their heads tightly wrapped around them, with only two eyes exposed. The thin man looked at the hook pig and the eyes sitting on the ground, as if shocked.

Chen Xuanfang smiled peacefully and said, "Two living medicines will die soon, it's okay."

The thin man looked at the mortal shackles on the two feet carefully, seemed to be relieved, and walked over to Chen Xuanfang and said, "You said you wanted three elders, we are all here. But the ugly words are ahead. With the skills of this bitch, Biluo, I'm afraid that even the eight elders join forces will not be her opponent, let alone the three plus you, a half-bastard! The boss said you have a perfect solution, but I don't believe it."

"Don't worry! You can't be able to get an open gun, can you still be able to get an arrow?"

"If there is a way, you can think of it. You will have to wait for the woman to control the position of the leader for thirty years? Depending on what you mean, do you want to poison it? This evil woman is extremely cautious and has strict precautions. She does not drink or eat when she goes out. She will bring all the things she uses. She lives in Danyang Pavilion at the top of the peak, drinks rootless water from the sky, plants spiritual fruits for food, and does not get involved in the fireworks on earth. There are many restrictions around Danyang Pavilion, and you can't even get in, let alone poisoning! Even if you can really poison it, it's useless. The bitch is proficient in medical and pharmacology, and has the power of hearing medicine and knowing the prescription. Before you can poison it, she can smell it!"

The thin elder gritted his teeth and seemed to have a deep hatred with Biluo. Usually, he was extremely depressed in the Cuiyu Palace. Only in this deserted valley, with the rumbling of green ambergris water, almost covering up all other sounds, could he speak unrestrainedly about the woman's shrewdness.

"It's really not possible to use poison, there's no hope at all," Chen Xuanfang shook his head repeatedly, "But if it's soul art..."

Even the thin man who talked endlessly was stunned. Soul art is the magical power of the Soul Sect. The Five Elements Sect where the Soul Sect and the Cuiyu Palace are located are enemies of the world. It is a big taboo to use enemies to participate in internal fighting in the sect. If it is spread, not only will it be difficult for this sect to survive, but the large and small schools divided by the Five Elements Sect in the world will also be regarded as great enemies, and it will be difficult to have a foothold at that time. Chen Xuanfang saw everyone as stupid as a wooden chicken, and quickly took out the things in the bag:

"This time I went out of the mountain, I went to the Five Virtues View of the Sect. This thing was not obtained by me in collusion with the Soul Sect, but was given by the Great Elder Wood De..."

What he took out was a simple iron box. When he opened the lid, there was a pool of clear water inside, and the water was filled with a gloomy cold light. In addition, it was colorless and tasteless, no different from the usual white water.

"Is this... a thousand-year water soul?"

"Yes! Biluo lives deep in Danyang Pavilion, and the place is full of restrictions. Even if you are an ancient powerful man, you can't do anything without leaving any trace. But if this thousand-year-old water soul can pass through the green ambergris, the water system above is connected to Ziyun Hot Spring. No matter how strong the restrictions there are, it will not prevent water leakage..."

In Cuiyu Palace, most elders knew that Biluo had a habit of bathing in the hot spring every night. If the Thousand Years of Water Soul could really go upstream in this powerful waterfall, it would be impossible to send some "takeout" in. Such an incredible idea shocked everyone. The thin elder couldn't help but scold:

"Chen Xuanfang, boss is not wrong with you! You are indeed poisonous and cheap! Only those who are so despicable can do such despicable methods like you!"

The thin elder was sarcastic, but Chen Xuanfang did not respond, walked to Gouzhu and took out a small bag from his arms. He opened it carefully, and there was a bunch of hair inside, with a beautiful hair and a slight fragrance, as if it was a woman's long hair.

Chen Xuanfang said softly: "Nan Mingyang is fierce, Lihuo will rise!" He pinched his fingers, and his palm suddenly became ignited, causing the bunch of hair to be ashes.

Then the mantra he said suddenly changed: "The sea of ​​karma is rising and falling, the soul is connected, and the witchcraft curse is the guide!"

A light gushed from his palm, forming a strange talisman floating in the air. The talisman seemed to be a soul word, but it was much more complicated than the soul word, adding many strange radicals, surrounded by two birth date and eight characters.

Chen Xuanfang continued to chant: "Human Puppet Witch Warrior Curse, Knot!" Then he slapped the talisman in his palm and directly slapped the floating talisman in Gouzhu's forehead.

Gouzhu was already scared to death, and his slap made him even more horrified.

When he was shocked, he suddenly felt a quiet fragrance entering his nostrils. The fragrance was not strong, slightly like the fragrance of flowers, but it was not.

He was not usually sensitive to smells, but his mind was very clear at this time. He remembered that during the day, when Chen Xuanfang was taken through a bridge in a large lotus pond, the woman he had seen had emitted this smell.

His entire spiritual consciousness flew up and flew out of the valley. He hovered like a big bird above the Cuiyu Palace and approached the top of the Cuiyu Peak. However, there was an invisible barrier around the peak, which made him look dirty and then turned back into his body.

Witchcraft is the most common soul technique. Folk wizards write the birth date of the person being cursed on the tutu and stab the doll with needles, hoping that the person being cursed will also suffer the same damage as the tutu.

Chen Xuanfang learned this set of human puppet witchcraft that he didn't use puppets, but instead used living people instead, which was countless times more powerful than puppets.

If the Hogzhu and Saint Biluo were formed by the human puppet witchcraft, as long as he immediately killed the Hogzhu, Saint Biluo had no matter how powerful the magical powers and magic powers he had, no matter where he was, he would definitely die.

Unfortunately, this witchcraft can only be effective for mortals. A giant in the Xuanmen like Saint Biluo has extremely strong soul power, and even if a curse is placed in front of him, it will be backfired, not to mention the Guiyu Peak and the numerous prohibitions on the peak.

But if the soul spiral made by Thousand Years of Water Soul can be unexpectedly added, the probability of success will be greatly increased.

Water is originally a ruthless thing, but all things have spirits. If you get the opportunity, your soul will be completed for thousands of years and your soul will be complete for thousands of years, and you will become sentient beings.

However, this kind of opportunity requires the right time and place, which is extremely rare. Therefore, it goes without saying that the water of sentient beings is a unique name in the world, called the Thousand Years of Water Soul.

However, water soul has soul but no soul, and cannot be used as a soul for witchcraft. The solution is to capture a living person, take out three souls and inject them into the thousand-year water soul. Although it cannot last long, it can be used for a moment.

This is why Chen Xuanfang needed to capture two living people and bring them into the valley. One was used as a human puppet for witchcraft, and the other was used as a soul.

Chen Xuanfang paid precise attention to the time in his heart. The hour of Wu was already here, and it would be too late to not take action. He pressed his palm on the Tianling cover that was facing his eyes without hesitation, and he said quickly:

"Catch all ghosts, hurry up and follow the rules!"

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