Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

On the sickbed, Mo Han's father was unconscious.

His body is skinny and his face is like gold paper, his eyes are closed and his hair is gray. Anyone can tell that his life is not long.

In Wang Chen's eyes, this old gentleman was surrounded by a layer of invisible black energy, as if possessed by an evil spirit!

"This is a curse."

Yao Lao's voice sounded in Wang Chen's mind: "I can live for three days at most."

Wang Chen asked: "Senior, is there any way to break the curse?"

Wang Chen doesn't know medical skills, but with the help of Yao Lao, the Nascent Soul Immortal of the Twelfth Reincarnation, he can play the role of a miracle doctor.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, is my father still alive?"

Seeing Wang Chen groaning silently, Mo Han next to him asked anxiously.

If Wang Chen has no choice, then he can only watch his father lose his life.

"Let me try."

Wang Chen stepped forward to observe it carefully, then took out a pill from the Sumeru Ring and stuffed it into Father Mo's mouth.

This elixir can't break the evil curse cast by Mo's father, but it can keep his breath alive.

And it can also enhance vitality.

The entrance of the pill immediately turned into liquid pill, which flowed down the throat into the abdomen.

Although Father Mo didn't wake up because of this, his face gradually recovered some blood.

Looks like it's going to be great.

Mo Han was overjoyed immediately.

However, this was just the beginning, and then Wang Chen raised his right palm and gently pressed it on Father Mo's forehead.

Infused with a trace of pure innate qi.

At this moment, the black energy lingering over Mo's father was like a hornet's nest that had been punctured, and gathered towards Wang Chen's palm, showing the tendency of opening its teeth and claws.

This is the counterattack of the curse!

His evil thoughts were so substantial that Mo Han's expression changed, realizing the dire situation.

But Wang Chen was indifferent and fearless, letting the black air wrap his palm.

And the black energy of the evil curse seemed to have spirituality, and it even separated countless slender tentacles, trying to penetrate into the pores of Wang Chen's skin!

But no matter how hard they try, they can't succeed.

When all the black air gathered, Wang Chen suddenly raised his palm, opened and retracted his five fingers, and immediately cursed the black air into a ball and gathered it in his palm.

The cursed black energy was obviously unwilling to be caught without a fight. It kept twisting and struggling, but it was still unable to break through Wang Chen's grasp.

Finally, it condensed into a black spider the size of a thumb!

Wang Chen turned his wrist and put his palm together, and the black spider circled around on his palm, making a hissing sound.

Mo Han next to him was shocked: "What is this?"

"Slaying Demon Spider."

Wang Chen explained: "Your father is under its evil curse, that's why he became like this!"

"Slaying Demon Spider?"

Mo Han's expression was extremely ugly: "I seem to have heard it before, Fellow Daoist Wang, did someone kill my father?"

Wang Chen nodded, and suddenly closed the five fingers of his right hand.

There was only a tragic hiss of "Zhi", and the Shasha Spider was instantly wiped out in Wang Chen's palm!

Although this curse is powerful, how can it resist Wang Chen's power.

"Well…"

Almost at the same moment, Father Mo, who was lying on the bed, groaned suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"father!"

Mo Han was overjoyed, and immediately rushed to the bed: "You finally woke up!"

In the past few days, he has been suffering day and night, and once fell into despair, but now he finally sees the light of day.

And Wang Chen pinched the magic formula with his hands, and following a trace of the existence in the dark, he suddenly uttered the truth: "Break!"

As the saying goes, there is no injustice, since someone planned to use Mo Han to calculate him, how could Wang Chen just be beaten and not fight back, he had to give the other party a little color.

As soon as he finished speaking, in a secret room of Qingyun Palace on Qingyun Peak, a monk who was meditating suddenly jumped three feet high, and a stream of black blood spewed out of his mouth.

And the black blood splashed on the ground, turning into countless black spiders, rushing towards the cultivator one after another.

Although these black spiders are small, they only have ferocious faces with their jaws bared. They nimbly burrowed into the monk's robes that had just landed, biting desperately.

A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the secret room!

Mo Mansion, Wang Chen glanced thoughtfully in the direction of Qingyun Peak.

"Friend Daoist Wang."

Mo Han wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said gratefully: "This time, I really thank you. The grace of saving lives is beyond heaven, and I don't know how to repay it. If you need anything, just tell me!"

Wang Chen said with a smile: "You Daoist Mo is serious, take care of your father first, and we will talk about it later."

Although Mo's father's evil curse was lifted, his body will not recover immediately, and it will take a period of recuperation.

Amid Mo Han's gratitude, Wang Chen left Mo's house.

"You are getting more and more entangled with this world of mortals."

Yao Lao suddenly said: "If this goes on like this, when will we be able to aspire to the Supreme Realm?"

Although Taiwu City is very large, with a population of millions, there are very few monks living in the city.

Most of the monks practice in the caves in the other courtyards in the mountains, because only with ah should they be able to avoid the interference of the world of mortals and wholeheartedly pursue the supreme way of heaven.

And Mo Han is the best negative example.

This cultivator holds the position of governor of Taiwu Pavilion. Although he holds power and is quite prestigious, his cultivation level is not high, and he does not have much say in the Qingyun League. As a result, his father is seriously ill and cannot find anyone to treat him.

Although there were other reasons for his fate, if he was strong enough, how could no one show off his face?

When Wang Chen entered Taiwu Mountain to practice, his goal was to reach the Supreme Realm.

Once reaching the peak of this realm, even if Xuanhu Ling cannot be found in the end, there is still hope of returning to the Haotian Realm.

Yao is always reminding Wang Chen, don't be fettered by common things and things, lead the heart with dust, and finally stop stepping into the Tao.

However, Wang Chen's eyes were bright, and he replied: "Senior, I don't think rebirth is necessarily the right way!"

During this period of time, while he was plowing the fields and weeding, he had been exchanging his cultivation experience with Yao Lao.

Yao Lao reincarnated in the twelfth life, and he stopped at the realm of entering the Tao. Although he still failed to reach the top after thousands of years, the accumulated experience is undoubtedly terrifying.

It can be said that Wang Chen benefited a lot from communicating with him.

But Wang Chen did not confine himself to the practice experience taught by Yao Lao, nor did he think that the "Tai Shang Ru Qing" believed by the monks in this world is the only supreme way.

Taishang, Taishang, since no one has ever entered this realm, how can we determine the way?

The most important thing is that when Wang Chen first entered Qingyun Palace, he rescued a sick girl on the way up the mountain.

At that time, it was just casual, but it triggered a little spiritual thought in the dark.

And it was precisely this bit of spiritual thought that was perfectly integrated into his Taoist thoughts.

Today Wang Chen removed the curse for Father Mo again, and he felt the same spiritual thoughts again.

After returning to the Hermitage, Wang Chen told Yao Lao all his thoughts.

As a result, the latter fell into a long silence after listening.

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The first one is sent.