Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

Tianji Gate.

On the third floor of a three-story building, Zhang Daohe was talking to a handsome middle-aged man.

"Brother Lin, if I can get more books about spells, I will definitely have the confidence to refine a puppet that can carry the spell of curses. Please help me."

Zhang Daohe's eyes were filled with strong desire.

"Forget it!"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly, waved his sleeves, and saw a flash of light, and a giant about ten feet tall appeared on the spot.

The giant had an expressionless face and empty eyes. He was wearing a white robe and holding a huge sword in his hand, shining brightly.

"Take it, be careful!"

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Zhang Daohe bowed, put away the puppet and left.

...

Tianxuan Gate.

A magnificent hall, Shen Lang sat on the main seat, and more than ten refining voids stood in the hall.

Shen Lang shook his sleeves, and more than a dozen green lights turned into jade slips floating in front of everyone.

"This contains most of the materials and spiritual medicines related to the spell, and the most important one is the Curse Heart Fruit. As long as you can find the Curse Heart Fruit, the sect will reward you with a combined spiritual object and two magic weapons for overcoming the tribulation."

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison, looking excited.

"Let's go, let's go!"

...

Xuanming Mountains, Xuanming Sect.

Sect Master Xuanmingzi sat on the main seat, and five combined cultivators were distributed on the left and right.

"I heard that there may be more than ten thousand years of Curse-Removing Flowers in the Curse God Abyss. You have all received the favor of the Cangshan Patriarch. Who is willing to go there for him now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone bowed their heads and said nothing.

Going to the Curse God not only requires facing the Wu Clan, but also forces from all sides. The danger is self-evident.

As long as something is contaminated with power, it is useless to others, and it may even implicate oneself, which is why no one is interested.

"What? You usually boast of your superior Dao, but now you have all become cowards."

Xuan Mingzi swept his eyes over the crowd, his voice cold.

"Let me go!"

An old voice came from outside the hall, and everyone turned to look, only to see a hunchbacked old man slowly walking towards the entrance of the hall.

He was dressed in black, with white hair hanging down by his side, a haggard face, cloudy eyes, and a dying look, as if he would die at any time.

"Ancestor Cangshan."

Xuan Mingzi hurried over and helped him sit down on a chair beside him.

This is the only remaining late-stage fusion master in the sect, but unfortunately he was cursed by the witch clan during the racial war.

If it weren't for the Lingxiao Palace bestowing a Buddhist treasure to suppress it, he would have passed away long ago.

"Master, this is my own business. In that battle, the ancestor of Yin Fu also died in the Curse God Abyss. I also want to find the lost Xuanming Orb of the sect."

"How can the ancestor say such things? Your business is the sect's business. You should cultivate yourself now. I will definitely bring you the Curse-Removing Flower."

Xuan Mingzi said in a firm tone.

"Okay, no need to say more, it's decided."

Old Man Cangshan waved his hand, got up and left, as if he just came to inform.

"Fifth Elder, you go with Old Ancestor Cangshan. If you die, I will take good care of your family."

The Fifth Elder's eyes darkened when he heard this. He had a family behind him, and there were many talented descendants in the sect. If he disobeyed, the consequences could be imagined.

"Yes!"

The Fifth Elder clasped his fists and saluted, then walked out of the hall.

"Hmph!"

Xuan Mingzi snorted coldly and left the hall. He would come to deal with these people when he broke through the late stage of fusion.

…

The Divine Curse Mountain Range was once a famous treasure land, because it was the ancient Curse God Sect’s resident place.

However, with the demise of the Curse God Sect, it became an abandoned place.

No birds fly over, no grass or trees exist, and no one dares to approach this place.

However, five thousand years ago, the ruins of the Curse God Sect reappeared in the Curse God Mountains, and it became lively again, but there were very few people coming here.

Because almost everything inside is related to the power of curses, except for witches and curse masters, most cultivators have no use for them.

A green escape light flew from a distance, very fast.

Not long after, the green escape light stopped, revealing a green flying shuttle, with Li Changsheng and more than a dozen people standing on it.

"This is the Divine Curse Mountain Range!"

Li Changsheng frowned, thousands of miles ahead, the sky was gray and dark.

A dozen mountains of varying heights stood on the ground. The highest one was estimated to be only a few hundred feet high. From his perspective, it looked more like a few small earth slopes.

"Daoyou, don't underestimate this place. It used to be a place of great beauty. With the destruction of the Curse God Sect, no one cared about it. After many changes, it became what it is now."

Zhao Wenliang explained.

Liu Zhengtang suddenly said in confusion: "Strange, why are there no witch tribe blocking the way here? We were very careful along the way and didn't encounter the witch tribe."

Li Changsheng said coldly: "If the witch tribe wants to attack the human race, there is probably no place more suitable than the Curse God Abyss!"

Zhao Wenliang agreed and said solemnly: "Daoyou Li is right. The witch tribe will definitely not miss the opportunity to attack our human race, so they will not only not stop it, but even hope that a large number of human race masters will enter it."

"Will the witch tribe have already set an ambush inside?"

Liu Zhengtang said with a worried look.

"The restrictions outside the Curse God Abyss will enter a weak period once every ten thousand years. The witch tribe is at most one step ahead of us."

"Unless they completely control the restrictions of the entire Curse God Abyss, we have to be careful inside. We just need to be careful of their witches."

"Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Brother Kong, let's go!"

Hearing this, Kong Fan drove the shuttle to move forward.

As he approached the Divine Curse Mountains, Li Changsheng noticed a faint gray mist that was eroding his body protection aura. He realized that this was the power of the curse.

"So weird?"

Li Changsheng was secretly surprised. These curse powers seemed to have life. If the body protection aura stopped, it might penetrate into the body.

This is still the period when the restrictions fell into weakness, and the power of the curse has faded. I really can't imagine what it was like at its peak.

After a while, the shuttle stopped at the top of a mountain.

A hundred feet away from the foot of the mountain is a huge basin. The ground is full of various wide cracks, and traces of the battle that year can still be vaguely seen.

In the void above the basin, there is a gray light circle with a diameter of about ten feet. The void near the gray light circle emits strong prohibition fluctuations.

Every once in a while, a thick gray mist will overflow from the gray light circle and then spread to the surroundings.

"Let's go, I hope we can find the curse-breaking flower as soon as possible."

Kong Fan pinched the magic formula, and the shuttle glowed green, flew into the gray light circle and disappeared.