The sword seller is wearing a red coat, applause for the whole living person

He died of sores all over his body and they festered.

To others, these words were just disgusting and terrifying, but to Chi Miao, they were an indelible shadow.

No one understood that feeling better than her. Lying on the hospital bed, at the age when she loved beauty the most, watching her face gradually become unrecognizable, feeling the unbearable pain brought by the expansion and contraction of her skin.

She screamed and howled in her bed countless times, and finally died without any warning one night.

Every time she recalled it, she would shudder from the bottom of her soul.

She didn't even know when the curse was placed on her.

Pursing his lips slightly, Chi Miao smiled knowingly again: "Who cast this curse and when did it happen? And how long will it last?"

Rong Yue shook her head. "It's impossible to find out. The Yama Curse... Before I saw you with my own eyes, I always thought it was just a curse that existed in legends. Once it is cast, it will accompany the cursed person for generations, making them unable to have peace, unable to enter the immortal path, and unable to live long. At the age of fifteen... they will die."

Chi Miao suddenly felt terrified and dazed.

The legendary curse, for eternity?

In other words, she might have been cursed not only in her previous life, but even earlier?

Chi Miao clenched his fists fiercely: "What kind of hatred or grudge would lead to such a curse!"

Who is it?

Seeing Chi Miao's distressed expression, Rong Yue comforted him, "Don't worry too much, just relax..."

"What am I struggling with?" Chi Miao looked at him.

Rong Yue: "I see that you look very painful."

Chi Miao: "I am just asking from my heart. I am kind, generous and beautiful, so who could be so cruel! To put me in an irreparable situation? It's so shameless! It's so dirty!"

Rong Yue: “…”

Not good to rate.

Who the hell speaks in such a beautifying way?

Your methods are not much cleaner than others, okay!

Chi Miao: "If I knew who it was, he would be in big trouble!"

Rong Yue shrugged. "It's useless even if you know who it is now. The effect and cost of a spell are always equal. As far as I know... no one in the entire cultivation world has the ability to perform this."

"The implication is that with your Qi Refining Stage cultivation, you'll just be cannon fodder if you find him. Don't send him off, will you?"

"That's why I don't want to help you at all. What if that big guy gets upset and kills me?"

"Jiujianshan is really willing to do this. Knowing that you are causally connected to a powerful being who must not be offended, they still want to involve you. Aren't they afraid that your sect will be destroyed one day as soon as they open their eyes?"

What he said was not an exaggeration. Anyone who could cast the Yama Curse had such ability.

Chi Miao pondered for a while before continuing to review the matter silently.

Logically speaking, she should not have the chance to embark on the path to immortality in this life. The turning point was that the Gou Shi system was bound to her.

And it is only in this life that she has the memories of her past life.

Then it is certain that she can be resurrected, but it is hard to say in which world she will appear.

If there is no Gou Shi system in the next life, she, as an ordinary person who is completely unaware of the situation, will never be able to turn the situation around.

The only way to break the Yama curse is in this life!

She only has this one chance.

Chi Miao pursed his lips and looked serious: "Master sent me here because you might be able to solve the Yama Curse. So, my beautiful brother, you..."

Rongyue put his hands in front of him and made a cross.

"Don't look for me, it's useless. I don't have the intention to commit suicide."

Chi Miao sighed: "Since Brother Beauty is so afraid of death, then I can't do anything about it. Although I can't kill you, it's no problem for me to kill you..."

As she spoke, she played with the photo stone.

Rong Yue's eyes widened: "You are at least a disciple from a famous and upright sect, how can you be so despicable and shameless!"

Chi Miao shook his head and raised his lips: "Aren't you also a disciple of a famous and upright sect? Aren't you not a good person? If we are not from the same family, we will not enter the same sect."

They are all good disciples of Yan Ge.

We are a loving family.

Rongyue was so angry that she laughed.

If we are not from the same family, we will not enter the same door.

He thought for a moment and took a long breath.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't help you. Even I have only heard of the Yama Curse. At most, I can suppress it a little bit, but I can't completely cure it. But what's the use? You will still die in two years."

"The only person in the entire cultivation world who can deal with this curse is the one who recorded it."

"As for this recorder, he has already become an immortal and is no longer in this world."

Chi Miao: "Are you talking about the Immortal Tianbei?"

"Oh, that's right, it's him. It seems that you are not ignorant of everything." Rong Yue smiled and continued, "He ascended to heaven a thousand years ago, leaving only a cave in this world. Everyone said that he left the method of ascension in the cave, and everyone is chasing after him. Maybe the method to break the curse you want is in it."

"But here comes the problem. His cave cannot be opened no matter what method is used. It is said that only by pulling out his sword from the past, the Sorrowful Sword, can the Heavenly Sorrow Cave be opened."

"But after a thousand years, the Weeping Sword has not reacted at all. I guess it has long lost its spirituality and no one can pull it out."

As he spoke, he also smiled pitifully, as if he was gloating over someone else's misfortune, and shook his head, "How pitiful! Even if you have the opportunity to gain a good talent in this life, you can't escape the fate of being tortured by this curse."

And just then.

Chi Miao silently pulled out a sword made of scrap copper and iron, even a bit pitch black, from the scabbard on his back.

"Is this the Weeping Sword you mentioned?"

"..."

"Hahahaha, how is that possible? How can a piece of scrap copper you just pulled out be the Weeping Sword? You really know how to make me laugh."

"You take a closer look?"

Rong Yue was stunned, and he summarized the pattern of this little girl.

He can hit the face accurately every time.

And this time... could it really be the Weeping Sword?

He moved closer to examine it.

This tattered sword...this feeling of decay, this majestic spiritual power.

at this time.

Weeping Sword: "What are you looking at? Didn't your mother teach you not to stare at others? Isn't that rude?"

Woo——!

There was a sound of swords.

All of Rongyue’s sad memories were brought to mind. Her eyes turned red and tears suddenly fell out.

"I am right……"

"I don't want to kill them, I..."

"I just want to save..."

Before Rong Yue could continue speaking, he immediately came to his senses.

After he woke up, his whole body trembled.

He was a ghost cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and just now... his mind was controlled and forced to recall the thing he was most reluctant to recall?

Others didn’t know, but he had read about it in ancient books.

The Weeping Sword... has the ability to control sad emotions, but the Immortal Tianbei doesn't like to use it.

Look at the tattered sword in front of you.

He raised his head again and looked at Chi Miao who had an innocent look on his face.

"Fuck..."

"You really pulled out the Weeping Sword?!"