Celestial being

"Now that things have happened, are you still pretending to be stupid, fellow Daoist Nan? Your soul aura is ethereal and lofty, just like the bright moon. If my guess is correct, you should be practicing the Ming Dynasty, one of the three major suppression techniques of Mingyue Palace. Moon Jue, right? Mingyue Palace attaches great importance to the inheritance within its sect and never allows it to be spread to outsiders, otherwise it will be hunted down to the end. If your practice of Ming Yue Jue is known to others, Daluo Sect may not be able to withstand Mingyue Palace. Anger." Yuan Ming's face turned cold and he said slowly.

His Ming Yue Jue only has the first seven levels. After arriving at the East Extreme Sea, he has been paying attention to the Mingyue Palace and Ming Yue Jue, and has obtained a lot of information over the years.

Like Wuyue Sect, Mingyue Palace has strict sect rules, and its disciples are divided into three, six or nine grades. It is the most conservative sect among the three major sects, and its protection of the inheritance in the palace is almost pathological.

Because of this, countless sects were destroyed, which also gave Mingyue Palace a bad reputation. Many people secretly called it Evil Moon Palace.

"Fellow Taoist Wan has indeed seen through everything, but you are wrong about this. My Ming Yue Jue was not learned secretly, and I am not afraid of being known by Mingyue Palace. As for my identity as a soul cultivator, there is another reason. Nan Shangfeng smiled and said.

"Oh, really?" Yuan Ming's eyes moved slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Wan can sense my soul-cultivating technique, and so can Nan. Fellow Daoist Wan's divine soul aura is similar to mine. Fellow Daoist Wan's soul-cultivating technique is also the Ming Yue Jue, right? Are you afraid that I will spread it out? "Nan Shangfeng suddenly changed the topic and said this.

"The origin of Wan Mou's Ming Yue Jue is equally open and honest. Whatever fellow Daoist Nan wants to do, you can do whatever you want." Yuan Ming's expression was indifferent.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoists have been kind to me, how can Nan be the one who wants to repay kindness with hatred? It was just a joke." Nan Shangfeng laughed.

Yuan Ming ignored him and looked up at the sky.

"I asked fellow Taoist Wan to protect me, but I concealed a lot of things. It's my fault. I solemnly apologize. But I don't tell fellow Taoist Wan about this. It's also to be friendly to Wan Dao. If my matter is involved, fellow Taoist Wan will suffer a lot. The trouble is even ten times worse than being chased by Black Lotus!" Nan Shangfeng saluted Yuan Ming and said solemnly.

Yuan Ming looked at Nan Shangfeng for a few times and nodded.

"Now that Nan has spoken out everything, can you ask fellow Taoist Wan to escort me to Zhongzhou Continent? The reward for the innate bitter bamboo leaves remains unchanged, and the pursuit of Black Lotus should have nothing to do with my identity as a soul cultivator, no. Other powerful enemies appear." Nan Shangfeng asked again.

"Okay, but Wan has another request." Yuan Ming said after a moment of silence.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, please speak." Nan Shangfeng said immediately.

"For some reasons, Wan wants to visit Mingyue Palace in the future. Unfortunately, Mingyue Palace has strict rules and does not see outsiders, let alone casual practitioners like Wan. There should be some relationship between Nan Daoist and Mingyue Palace. Please introduce me to me in the future. ." Yuan Ming said.

"It's a small matter, no problem." Nan Shangfeng agreed.

Yuan Ming's face was calm, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

Mingyue Palace has always been ruthless, but there are very few disciples walking around, so it is not easy to meet them. With Nan Shangfeng's help, it will be much easier to meet people from Mingyue Palace.

He agreed to protect Nan Shangfeng with only one purpose: to connect with Mingyue Palace.

As long as Yuan Ming can get to know one or two Mingyue Palace monks, he can follow the clues and use the black incense possession ability of the Stealing Heaven Cauldron to find the follow-up technique of Ming Yue Jue.

This method was not fair enough, but there was no way Mingyue Palace would pass on the Ming Yue Jue to an outsider like him. Therefore, after much deliberation, he had no choice but to come up with this plan. He didn't expect that the other party would agree so readily. It seemed that Nan Shangfeng's The origin is more complicated than I thought, and the identity may not be simple either.

After the two reached an agreement, Lei Yu continued to set off, but changed the direction and headed straight for Zhongzhou Continent.

Nan Shangfeng seemed to be relieved of some kind of burden, and he was in high spirits, and he started chatting and laughing with Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming was just about to glean some information about Mingyue Palace and start chatting with him.

As a result, the two of them talked about everything from strange stories and experiences to cultivation experiences.

Speaking of which, this is also a rare time to relax for Yuan Ming.

However, just as the two were chatting, something unexpected happened!

Just as Nan Shangfeng was speaking halfway, his face suddenly became distorted, thick black mist appeared in his eyes, and the blood vessels all over his body suddenly bulged, turning black and purple.

"Fellow Daoist Nan?" Yuan Ming's expression changed.

Nan Shangfeng looked at Yuan Ming, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word.

"Ah..." He screamed miserably, and his body fell off Leiyu's back uncontrollably, plummeting towards the ground.

Yuan Ming didn't care much and immediately flew out to catch Nan Shangfeng who fell.

At this time, Nan Shangfeng actually exuded a stench like a rotting corpse, and his body was swollen with pus, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Yuan Ming quickly used his spiritual sense to explore, but found that Nan Shangfeng's mana was abnormally disordered and his breath was declining rapidly, which was very similar to poisoning, but no trace of toxin was found in his body.

He increased his consciousness, but unfortunately he still couldn't detect the reason.

"It's useless for you to look at it like this. Inject the power of will drawn by the Tiantian Cauldron into your eyes." Kong's voice suddenly sounded.

Yuan Ming's expression changed, and then he merged his wish power into his eyes as Kong said. His field of vision immediately changed, and he saw things he couldn't see before.

There are countless filthy black energies raging in the meridians of Nan Shangfeng's body. The Yuanying in the Dantian is even wrapped and entangled by heavy black energies. Only a faint spiritual light surrounds the neck, desperately resisting the black energy and preventing it from invading. Nascent Soul head.

It's just that the black aura is strong, and this spiritual light is constantly being consumed and is about to dissipate.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately injected the demonic power of the immortal tree into Nan Shangfeng's body, healing Nan Shangfeng's physical wounds while trying to dispel the black energy in Nascent Soul.

After being baptized by the power of ten thousand trees, the healing effect of the immortal tree demon's power was stronger, and Nan Shangfeng's body recovered quickly.

However, the black energy in his body was much more difficult to deal with. No matter how he used the demonic power to attack, the black energy remained condensed and could not be broken open at all.

Therefore, he quickly changed his mind and injected demonic power into Nan Shangfeng's Nascent Soul, trying to resist the erosion of black energy by enhancing the power of his Nascent Soul.

After trying this, it actually had some results.

After receiving the help of Yuan Ming's demonic power, Nan Shangfeng Yuanying's body became filled with aura, and the aura around his neck finally remained stable, making him comparable to the black energy.

As a result, Nan Shangfeng's consciousness recovered a little, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes again, and he glanced at Yuan Ming gratefully.

"Senior Kong, what kind of magical power is this black energy? It's so amazingly powerful that I couldn't detect it at all before?" Yuan Ming's consciousness spread, looking for traces of the enemy, and communicating with Kong through sound transmission at the same time.

"Can't you recognize this? You should be familiar with this kind of power." Kong said coldly, his tone returning to its previous mocking tone.

Yuan Ming was startled, and he sensed the black energy carefully, and a strange and vicious force came over him, as if an evil beast was biting and killing him.

"This is the power of the evil curse altar!" He resisted the erosion of the black energy and suddenly understood.

"It's not stupid. This is the power of the curse. You don't have to look for it nearby. The enemy attacks from far away." Sora said.

After hearing this, Yuan Ming withdrew his consciousness and concentrated on helping Nan Shangfeng resist the cursed black energy. At the same time, he asked: "Can Senior Kong lift this curse?"

"If you can't solve this trivial matter, what else can I expect from you in the future? Find a way to deal with it yourself." Kong dropped a sentence and his voice fell silent.

Yuan Ming knew the other party's temperament, so he had no choice but to smile bitterly, and could only try his best to help Nan Shangfeng suppress the curse and figure out countermeasures.

"Fellow Taoist Wan... this is... a curse... go to the Black Tiger City in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains... to find Wu Yu..." Nan Shangfeng's physical condition improved. Although he was still unable to fully recover, he was able to speak with difficulty.

"Wu Yu? Who is this person? Can he resolve the curse?" Yuan Ming's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"Wu Yu is a prophet in Black Tiger City. I heard that he once helped people get rid of curses..." Nan Shangfeng spoke gradually and smoothly.

"In that case, let me take you there." Yuan Ming nodded and said.

Nan Shangfeng's eyes relaxed slightly when he heard this, and then he closed his eyes. With the help of the demon power injected into his body by Yuan Ming and his own magic power, he tried his best to resist the erosion of the black energy.

Yuan Ming shook his head and continued to inject the power of the immortal tree demon. At the same time, he slapped the thunderstorm to speed it up.

Leiyu nodded, activated the power of wind and thunder with all his strength, and galloped towards the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

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The sky above the sea gradually darkened, and the setting sun half fell into the sea level, spreading a bright red color on the sea surface.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged on Lei Yu's back and used the power of the immortal tree demon to keep Nan Shangfeng alive.

With Kong's guidance, he had basically figured out the attack method of the curse. Using the curse runes on the soul-destroying sword and the power of the undead tree demon, he slowly suppressed the curse's power in Nan Shangfeng's body. Go down.

It's just that the power of these curses is clinging to Nan Shangfeng and cannot be driven away no matter what.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Wan." Nan Shangfeng thanked him as his condition improved a lot and he could sit up.

Yuan Ming shook his head and said nothing.

At this moment, his ears moved, and he seemed to hear a sharp but vague cry of wild beasts.

Yuan Ming's eyes immediately focused, and the power of his consciousness spread instantly.

But in the next moment, his eyes suddenly changed, and he immediately raised his hand and threw out a circular array disk, pointing upwards.

The light on the formation plate suddenly brightened, and golden light pillars shot out, staggering in mid-air to form a circular golden formation, shrouding Nan Shangfeng in it.

"Master, there is a powerful demon force approaching from below." Lei Yu also noticed something was wrong and sent a message to Yuan Ming.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the sea bottom below. The sound suddenly amplified a hundred times, like a cow roaring and a tiger roaring!

There was a "crash" in the sea ahead, and a huge eight-clawed octopus, with its tentacles wrapped around tornado water columns, was entangled in the void like a giant spider, blocking the way of the thunderstorm.