Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Dad, the Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 43

The nine-tailed jade statue is flowing with purple light, with a breathtaking beauty.

"I'll give it a try first, and ask Ms. Wang to protect me."

Li Tianquan stepped forward, slowly stretched out his right hand, and overlapped with the palm of the white jade beauty portrait, and suddenly the eyes of the nine-tailed beauty portrait faintly glowed purple, sinking into the center of his brow.

A passage of scriptures was printed in his mind, it was like the words of an infatuated woman. At first, Li Tianquan didn't think anything of it, but after staring at it for a while, he suddenly felt dizzy, his face was full of pain and confusion, and his whole body was trembling slightly , an indescribably strange feeling.

Wang Qingtong frowned slightly, and saw a strange purple light suddenly appearing on Li Tianquan's body, with endless thoughts and nostalgia, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

For a moment, Li Tianquan's expression changed more and more violently, like pain and sorrow, as if he was still a bit confused, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his muscles were slightly twisted, almost ferocious.

Wang Qingtong was taken aback, and the ancient Xie Zhu sword on his back vibrated lightly, emitting a clear sword sound, which echoed in the cave.

Hearing the sword cry, Li Tianquan's body shook, as if suddenly awakened, his face gradually calmed down, the secret magic knife in his body trembled, and the cold feeling covered his whole body almost instantly, and he gradually recovered.

He looked up at the nine-tailed white jade beauty, the woman seemed to come alive, whispering something in his ear.

It was as if in the dark, there was a pair of gentle eyes, and a lingering ghost, staring at him and entwining him.

Li Tianquan was shocked into a cold sweat. The secret technique hidden in the beauty portrait was too evil. It seemed to be the infatuation and sorrow of a woman, but it seemed to have an extremely fierce curse...

Wang Qingtong walked up to him and asked worriedly, "How do you feel? Is there something wrong with this secret method?"

Li Tianquan looked at her, and said bitterly: "This secret technique is called "Silk Pulling Curse", but it needs two men and women who share the same mind to practice together."

"If the two have distracting thoughts, not only will they not be able to practice, but they will also be cursed and backlashed."

Li Tianquan sighed, and said: "This secret technique should be related to the peerless demon concubine of the Great Shang Dynasty during the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods. If there is any carelessness in the process of cultivation, it will attract the curse of that demon concubine's resentful soul. Even the gods will perish."

Wang Qingtong fell silent after hearing the words, and said after a long time, "Let me take a look."

After a while, she got the content of the secret art of drawing the silk spell. This secret art is actually not difficult and obscure. The whole article is about using the spell to attract the power of the demon soul of the Bai Yumei portrait, and weave the spell talisman. Just follow the steps It's not difficult to practice.

There are only two points. One is to borrow the power of the demon soul of Bai Yumei's portrait here;

Li Tianquan looked at Wang Qingtong's dim eyes, and sighed: "As long as we stay here, the power of the demon soul of Bai Yumei's figure will continue to devour our mana and soul."

"After seven days, if you can't practice the Pulling Silk Curse, you will die here. No wonder Senior Yan Kuangren called this spell the Seven-Day Soul Severing Curse."

"Even if there are couples in love, there are very few who can fully connect with each other. It will take at least several years of hard work to get started."

"The two people in this world with clear minds are completely dependent on each other for life and death, and their hearts are interlinked, so it is possible to practice the silk-drawing spell within seven days."

"Most of the people who can come here are practitioners and ghosts and ghosts. How could there be such a couple?"

"Sure enough, it's the seven-day soul-severing curse!"

"What's more, we still have seven days, three days at the latest, if we fail to break the formation, we will be sealed in the nether world forever, and we will never be able to go back."

"This technique will take seven days at the fastest to complete. We have no hope at all. This is probably where we will be buried."

After a long silence, although he knew that there was little hope of success in cultivation, Li Tianquan was still unwilling to wait for death like this.

Because he found that at some point, the sapphire gourd hanging on his chest could no longer sense his father's breath, which made him feel a chill to the bone.

The last reliance and hole cards have also lost their effect, and they can only rely on themselves.

Li Tianquan quickly tried to cultivate according to the method mentioned in "The Curse of Pulling the Silk", but just as he aroused a trace of the power of the demon soul, his blood was surging, his internal organs almost exploded, and he had to stop slumped.

After trying several times in a row, there was no progress at all. Without the assistance of the other party who is connected with each other, it is impossible to get started.

He was in a trance in his heart, and he didn't know when he had been staring blankly at Wang Qingtong.

Wang Qingtong was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, her face flushed suddenly, and she said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Li Tianquan came back to his senses, was startled, and quickly turned his head away, but after a moment of hesitation, he still said: "I was wondering, can Miss Wang practice this spell with me?"

Wang Qingtong heard the words, but did not yell at him as loudly as he imagined. After a long time, a sigh came instead, saying: "We are trapped in this ancient resentful soul pool, and we are not far from death. , but to practice a spell together, why not?"

Li Tianquan was stunned for a moment, then turned around slowly, and looked at Wang Qingtong, only to see a faint helpless smile on her pale but still beautiful face.

"Actually, I'm not too sure, but I'm a little unwilling after all..."

A slight smile appeared on Wang Qingtong's face, and said: "I don't want to die, but I don't want to be swallowed up in this dead cave with all my mana and soul, and gradually become a rotting corpse."

Li Tianquan couldn't help shivering when he heard the appearance she described.

Wang Qingtong glanced at him, and suddenly showed a rare mischievous smile, and said, "Why, are you scared too?"

Li Tianquan immediately straightened his back and said loudly, "Where is that?!"

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Qingtong's mouth, and gradually there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and he said softly: "The only way now is to practice the Silk Curse within three days. No matter what, we have to Let's try it together."

Li Tianquan looked at Wang Qingtong's beautiful face, bright red lips, and smooth cheeks, everything was so charming.

He could no longer restrain the desire and impulse in his heart, grabbed her somewhat cold jade hand, looked into her eyes and said: "Miss Wang, I have to offend you!"

Wang Qingtong nodded with a smile, her hair brushed past her ears without any surprise or fear.

The original desperate situation seems to have become less terrifying at this moment.

Li Tianquan was shocked, and forced to suppress some thoughts in his mind, and said softly: "We have no other way out, we have to try anyway."

After finishing speaking, he gently let go of that moving body, and his gaze rested on the portrait of the nine-tailed beauty in front of him.

"Don't think so much, let's try it together and see if we can get started."

Wang Qingtong's jade hand was held by Li Tianquan, but he didn't break free. After nodding, the two sat opposite each other beside the Nine-tailed Beauty Statue, holding hands together.

"Qingtong, are you ready?" Li Tianquan changed his address calmly.

Wang Qingtong looked at him, nodded slightly and said, "I will do what you say."

Li Tianquan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and there was a hint of recklessness and confidence in his eyes, "With you by my side, no matter how difficult the spell is, it will not be difficult for us."

Wang Qingtong's cold hands were held by him, and there was an unprecedented strange feeling, a little flustered, a little warm, and this inexplicable peace of mind.

She lowered her eyes subconsciously, avoiding Li Tianquan's eyes, and whispered: "Let's start!"

The purple light flowing from the jade statue slightly illuminated the face of this beautiful woman.

He chanted the spell slowly, and the mysterious spell power echoed in the cave.

At the same time, a purple halo hung down from the Nine-Tails Beauty Portrait, and a humanized look flashed in the jade statue's pupils.

That seems like... a mockery?
(End of this chapter)