Chapter 603 Paper Figure Curse

A few days later.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there will be a date in the future for fellow Taoists."

Fang Xing watched Taohong leave.

I saw that the original old woman had returned to her thirties and forties, and a milf.

The original disciple of Paper Slave Valley has become a child-sized mummy...

During these days, Fang Xing was of course not polite and used the "Ecstasy" to question all the old man's information.

The most important one is naturally the "Blood Paper Secret Book" and the information about the people who colluded with Aoki Ridge.

When the torture was completed, Fang Xing was happy to make a favor and threw the old man to Taohong to restore his life.

Taohong is also considered ruthless and tenacious, and she has no idea of ​​a chaste and fierce woman.

If this woman goes to the devil's way, if she has some luck, she may be able to make a difference.

Fang Xing didn't care about this and silently recalled the content of "The Secret Book of Blood Paper".

"Well...Ao Mu Rik has been fighting with the Blood Shadow Gate until now, and most of the secret techniques of the Origami lineage have been seized. In the "Blood Paper Secret Book", there are only a few techniques used, and even the last "Spiritual Paper House". Dongtian', I haven't learned it."

In fact, Fang Xing had already touched the mystery of the Cave Heaven of the Paper House before sacrificing the six paper generals.

As long as he is given a while, he might be able to deduce it by himself.

But now with the original example, it is naturally better.

"Apart from that, it's the traitor who betrayed me!"

Fang Xing's expression became cold, and a yellow paper man suddenly appeared in his hand, thinking: "The idiot was involved in the skin with the tiger, but he didn't know that a wisp of breath had been left by someone. He was sacrificed into the paper man and could be used as a spell to cast the spell. medium……"

"In the "Blood Paper Secret Book", there is such a spell that curses the other party by attacking such paper people... commonly known as 'beating villains'."

Of course, this kind of spell is very limited.

First of all, you must naturally obtain the other party’s breath, preferably the essence, blood, birth date, etc.

The more detailed the curse is, the better the curse effect and the smaller the backlash.

Moreover, if you use spells above the level, you will be most likely to be backfired. For example, cursing Daoji and Daoji cursing Yin God will not only have a high probability of failure, but even if you succeed, you will have to pay an extremely painful price.

Finally, even if the curse is successful, you must bear a certain backlash, which is likely to shorten your life...

"This 'Paper Man Spell' is just for display."

Fang Xing sneered.

If it is replaced by the Tao base of the ordinary origami lineage, it may only be able to threaten the other party.

But he wants the other party to die!

If you want to curse a Daoji target to death through the "Paper Man Curse", you will definitely have to pay a great price.

But for Fang Xing, what is some life span?

...

Qingmuling, Shennong Hall.

"What? Junior brother, you were actually ambushed by the corpse-driven sect and the Blood Shadow Sect cultivators?"

Fei Changnong couldn't help but feel excited when he heard Fang Xing's story: "Can the corpse-driving sect free up his hands. Could it be that the three levels of supreme level have changed? It involves a lot of energy in the Feijian Sect?"

There is no idiot who can achieve enlightenment. When he thought of some possibility, his expression changed terrible.

"Junior brother, this matter is probably not an isolated case..." Fei Changnong thought about it again and said carefully: "I felt a little strange when several junior brothers of Daoji disappeared before. Now it seems that they are all related to the corpse driving sect... ...As long as you conduct in-depth investigation, you will definitely find out. By the way, how did you escape, junior brother?”

Fang Xing smiled, patted the flying squirrel bag, and took out the two boxes.

After opening it, it was the heads of Xie Songshan and Master Chimei.

"These two heads should be able to exchange for a lot of military achievements, right?"

"Junior brother, you actually killed these two people?"

Fei Changnong swallowed.

Even if he, the middle realm of the Taoist foundation, encounters these two powerful people, it would be good that he could barely escape.

"I'm a minor in origami art, and I can barely achieve some results."

Fang Xing clapped his hands, and a piece of paper briefly appeared, and turned into the size of a palm, and was put into the flying squirrel bag by Fang Xing.

"The Daoji Hou Realm? If you want to practice such a paper general, you may have to spend a hundred years of life?"

Fei Changnong felt Fang Xing's realm again: "Junior brother, although you have been promoted to the middle level of Taoist foundation...but is this life span?"

"I also discovered the trap in advance. If I don't do that, I might die."

Fang Xing smiled, but his eyes were full of madness.

"Okay, I have accepted these two head-level senior brothers. I must have made a lot of military achievements, and I will remember them in my junior brother's name."

Fei Changnong gave a solemn salute and put away the two heads.

When Fang Xing escaped, a red shadow walked out from behind. It was the senior sister Hong.

"I'm crazy. I thought this junior brother Fang was a hard-working practitioner. I didn't expect that he had practiced origami art and sacrificed so much life span?"

Senior Sister Hong was a little scared.

Thinking of my own plot, I felt even more sweaty.

After all, if you want to sacrifice to the paper generals in the back realm of Taoist base, you may lose your life span. By this calculation, this junior brother Fang Xing has not had many years to live.

How terrifying should such a monk who is about to die of old age and is alone and has strong combat power?

"It's all forced, it's a pity that Junior Brother Fang Xing..."

Fei Changnong sighed and sneered, "This time Junior Brother Fang Xing is attacked, it is definitely strange. Maybe someone in our Shennong Hall has secretly communicated with the Blood Shadow Sect. This is a serious crime to rebel!"

Senior Sister Hong looked moved: "Who is it?"

"There are not many people who can find out that Junior Brother Fang has a rest..."

Fei Changnong said: "With his junior brother's character, he will definitely take revenge. We don't have to worry about it, and we even have to help!"

"Help?"

Senior Sister Hong was a little confused.

"Yes, how many years can Junior Brother Fang live? We helped this and will be Junior Brother Fang's friend in the future... He is alone, and he must always do his business in a decent and decent manner..."

Fei Changnong is compassionate and honest.

No one dares to mess with such a lunatic when he is alive, but there are still people who want to eat the worst!

Senior Sister Hong's eyes lit up when she heard this.

That junior brother Fang has amazing skills and must have a lot of wealth.

What's more, even if the paper general in the Dao Base's Later Realm loses his strength after losing his master, he can barely have the strength of the Dao Base's First Realm, which is considered a Dao Base's combat power!

...

Qingyu Garden.

"Uncle, you?"

Yu Tiandong looked at Fang Xing and was surprised to find that Fang Xing was covered with a bunch of white hair, floating in front of him.

"This time I went out, I encountered some things and lost my life."

Fang Xing smiled, looking more mature, and glanced at Dong Meier and others next to him: "What do you think? Don't you need to farm?"

"yes."

Dong Meier and others were afraid of getting into trouble, so they hurried to work.

‘Sure enough, it’s so dangerous outside…’

‘Uncle Fang just went out and lost his lifespan to the point where his face was obvious…’

‘I’ll continue to farm. ’

They looked at each other and held the medicine hoe in their hands tightly.

Fang Xing didn't know that his whim would make his disciples think so much about it.

After returning to the tree house, he sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breath.

By the time the exercise is completed, the outside world is already on the branches of the moon.

He sensed the surroundings, then sneered and took out a yellow paper man the size of a palm.

Although the information about this person was questioned, he was not ready to take revenge through Aoki Ridge.

Such arguing will inevitably end up in the final analysis of the background and power of both sides, which is very troublesome.

‘But I have never done it, I have to do it! ’

A sneer appeared on Fang Xing's mouth and spread the paper man on the wooden stake.

In the "Paper Man Curse", the ordinary method of nightmare is to constantly hit the paper man through the soles of the shoe, red dragon and other dirty things, causing the other party to have a split headache and bad luck...

Even if such a spell fails to be used, the backlash will not be great.

If you really never die, you will use the "Seven Stars Blood-punching" method to needle the seven key points of paper man, and finally behead one of his scissors. This is the "Death Curse Method". Even Taoist monks have a great deal of Maybe he was cursed to death directly!

But the price is also quite terrifying. If a Taoist monk uses it and curses another Taoist monk, it will cost at least a hundred years of life, which is almost equivalent to one life for another.

However, for the other star, it would be good to spend a hundred years of life and change his mind and understand it.

"Now the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars are bright, so it is a good time to use the "Seven Stars Blood-Thorn" technique."

Fang Xing calculated with his fingers, and immediately stepped on the Bubu Fight under his feet, and the strong wind suddenly rose in the tree house.

Then, a golden needle appeared in his hand, and a faint blood color appeared on it.

A sense of deficit appeared, and Fang Xing knew that this was his life spanning rapidly.

"Seven-star blood needles, go!"

He moved the needles as if flying, and connected the seven vital places on the man on the body of the paper.

"Huh?"

Whenever the golden needle was about to pierce, Fang Xing could even feel a faint layer of resistance coming from the paper man.

"This popularity is a bit extraordinary, but unfortunately..."

He sneered, and the burning speed of life span accelerated.

The golden needle is covered with blood and pierces the paper man.

"ah!"

In an instant, a scream seemed to come from Fang Xing's ear.

"Very good, that man is seriously injured..."

Fang Xing picked up a pair of scissors and aimed it at the broken paper man's neck. He showed no mercy and fell down.

Click!

In a trance, he seemed to hear the man screaming and then his life expectancy seemed to be cut off.

"The life span is still worth it..."

"Is this because of my druid profession?"

"Now that I have a clear mind and I'm just going to sleep."

Fang Xing yawned, burned the yellow paper man, and sat cross-legged.

...

A few days later.

Fang Xing was moving a rattan chair and sleeping under the evergreen tree. When he saw a convoy carrying supplies arrive, the valley immediately became extremely noisy.

He called Meng Tiandong and asked casually: "What happened?"

Meng Tiandong looked a little pale, as if he was frightened: "Latest news... Qian Hui, the deacon of Shennong Hall, was found dead in his cave... He was a great master in the middle realm of Daoji..."

"It's just a mere Dao Base Middle Realm."

Fang Xing sneered and glanced at Meng Tiandong again: "Old Meng, you have been with me for so long. If you think Qingmuling is dangerous, I will write a book to let you leave Qingmuling. What do you think?"

Meng Tiandong hesitated for a moment: "This... I have no other place to go except the sect. I should stay in Qingyu Garden to end my life."