The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 503 The Great Curse
"That's not necessarily the case."

"Over the years, some people have dared to secretly hunt dragons and use their livers and gallbladders as a drink."

"This mysterious organization may just be relying on its strength, but it is actually nothing to be afraid of!"

Ao Ang angrily shouted, "Idiots, you know nothing. Wasn't Mr. Kong's analysis thorough enough?"

There was a commotion in the parliament temple.

Kong Ji watched coldly.

Born in sorrow and died in happiness.

This principle is actually not difficult to understand. Many people understand it, but whether they will believe it or do it after understanding it is not certain.

In his opinion, those who refuted this were just used to a comfortable life and did not believe or were unwilling to believe that there really was such a mysterious organization. They were not afraid of death and dared to stir up trouble.

However, he couldn't interfere in the affairs of the dragon clan, and it was not appropriate to interrupt at this moment. He could only sigh inwardly.

If all dragons were like this, they would be basically finished and would absolutely not be a match for the mysterious organization.

It's time for him to change his mind.

fortunately.

Although there are many idiots, not all dragons are idiots.

"quiet!"

A solemn and solemn silence came from above.

Looking up, a female dragon stood up to the left of the Speaker's seat.

Kong Ji had already heard Ao Ang introduce the representative members of each major dragon species in the Dragon Clan Council. He knew that this female dragon was the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, Ao Bai, who was also a powerful ancient dragon at the ninth level of the Realm King. Her actual combat power was much stronger than Ao Yan, who was also at the Realm King level and sat in the Dragon Pool.

The territory of Longhai Star is vast, divided into four seas: east, west, south, and north.

The East Sea Dragon King is the Azure Dragon, in charge of rain and thunder; the South Sea is ruled by the Red Dragon, who controls fires; the West Sea is ruled by the Black Dragon, who can control wind and clouds; and the North Sea is ruled by the White Dragon, who is in charge of frost, snow and hail.

Four kinds of dragons rule the four seas.

Ao Bai is the White Dragon King and also the Dragon King of the North Sea.

"No matter what the situation is, now that Ao Yan is dead and the Dragon Pool is destroyed, this mysterious organization has touched the reverse scale of our dragon clan. We must destroy it and shock the world!"

"You are arguing about all this nonsense now. It's meaningless!"

Ao Bai spoke.

A group of dragons following the White Dragon Clan also changed their tune and agreed loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, also spoke up: "What the Dragon King of the North Sea said is correct. I agree."

Another blue dragon stood up. It was Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea. He spoke in a deep voice, "Let's stop arguing meaninglessly. This matter must not be tolerated. Otherwise, people who hate our dragon clan will follow suit, and it will cause endless disasters."

"Please make the decision, Speaker."

The three dragon kings all agreed, so the objections in the temple subsided and no one dared to go against them.

"Since the three dragon kings of the North Sea, East Sea, and West Sea have all reached a consensus, then I ask all Hui people to mobilize the army, obey the orders of the council at all times, and be ready to kill the enemy."

"Also, please ask Curse Girl to come up."

Ao Chi gave the order, obviously he was well prepared.

I saw an old woman who was very old, hunched over, wearing a gray robe, a hood, and holding a cane being brought into the temple.

Many dragons involuntarily shrank back when they saw the old woman named Jugu. Kong Ji was also shocked when he heard this.

He had heard of the name Curse Girl, who was a well-known powerful being from the Curse Clan. Everyone in this clan was proficient in the art of cursing, and had strange powers that could kill people invisibly, making it hard to guard against. Those who were skilled in the art of cursing could even set up altars to cast spells, demand the energy, and kill people out of thin air.

"Is this the Curse Girl?"

"I don't know much about spells, which is a weakness. The Curse Clan is very small. Perhaps I can learn about the principles of spells through the techniques of this Curse Lady and improve myself."

A thought came to my mind.

Kong Ji stared at the Curse Lady, constantly observing the changes in her body and the flow of spiritual energy in the void, hoping to comprehend some spells from them.

Feeling Kong Ji's gaze, Zhugu raised her head slightly and looked over.

This one glance allowed Kong Ji to see the appearance of the Curse Lady clearly. She was extremely ugly and disgusting, with her face covered with pus and her eyes oozing pus.

Kong Ji was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhugu's face was so pale, as if she was seriously ill.

"The art of cursing is too evil, and the heaven and earth despise it. If Mr. Kong wants to learn it, it's no problem, as long as he can bear the consequences of the heaven and earth being broken." A thought came, and the Curse Lady smiled at him, then looked at Ao Chi on the stage: "Please ask Speaker Ao to bring the statue that will cast the curse."

Kong Ji frowned slightly, he didn't expect that learning spells would have such consequences.

It was also the first time he heard that a curse could actually cause the practitioner to become disabled or seriously ill. Thinking about it this way, it was no wonder that the dragons would retreat when the Curse Lady appeared, obviously not wanting to have too much contact with her.

"Spells, spells, in my opinion, any magical power is just an application of spiritual energy and the rules of Taoism, but why do spells have such tragic consequences?"

Kong Ji became more and more interested.

Ao Chi saw the four-dragon sword statue and the white hair coming over, floating in front of the Curse Girl.

Then he saw the witch take out a strange altar, and then she went up to the altar to cast a spell, muttering something.

Follow the curse lady to chant the mantra.

The spiritual energy in the void began to fluctuate, and an evil thought permeated the surroundings, dyeing the spiritual energy into a pus-like yellow-green color that made people want to vomit at the smell.

At the same time, the vital energy in the body of the Curse Girl began to fluctuate, and the same thought slowly rose up, blending and entangled with the thought in the void, and then slowly descended into the body of the Curse Girl, circulating in her meridians.

Finally, the curse girl closed her mouth, opened her eyes, and spit.

A stream of pus-like spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was spewed onto the statue and the white hair.

"Void Seeking Source, Great Curse!"

Invisibly, Kong Ji felt a familiar breath rising from the statue and the white hair. It was the breath of the leader of the mysterious organization that he had felt before. This breath spread along the void, and finally went deep into the space fault, disappearing without a trace.

See this situation.

Kong Ji suddenly felt enlightened.

He knew that his cultivation was not as good as that of the Curse Lady, but he could clearly see the flow of spiritual energy in her body, and could even understand those obscure mantras. It was obvious that the Curse Lady did this on purpose, deliberately showing it to him to lure him into learning the curse.

In the process, he gradually figured out why Ju Gu's face looked like that.

"The Great Curse curses not only others, but also oneself. Every time you cast a curse, you are harming yourself."

"The principle of the spell is a bit like the Seven Wounds Fist in martial arts novels, or the law of conservation of energy in science."

"They all curse their enemies by causing harm to themselves and paying a certain price first."

"Even if this price is small, over time, it will become a chronic disease that is difficult to eliminate. If the realm of cultivation cannot be improved, then as the damage increases, it will sooner or later be unable to bear it. Unless one can be immune to this damage and cast spells without injury, otherwise this is the inevitable doom of the Curse Clan."

"Sooner or later, the curse will backfire!"

(End of this chapter)