Chapter 321:

C_t; "Wait a minute. [Update fast, website page is refreshing, advertising is less, most like this website, must be praised]--"Strictly touched" 'touch' face, "You want me to be yours disciple?"
"Yes." The old man thought that the sorrow and joy were broken, and he was sure.
"I passed all your tests?"
"For reads;."
"But you have not passed my test."
Old man, "..."
The huge space became extremely quiet.
The old man was incredulously glaring at the old man who was older than him. He pointed to his nose and asked indefinitely: "Do you want to test me?"
Strictly and westernly shrugged his shoulders. "You said that you are the greatest cursing wizard in the world, but you don't even see the curse on me."
The old man was anxious and angered at the table. "That is the curse of God. How can I see it? I am a human being, not a god!"
"What if it is a curse for people? Are you sure you can see it and lift it?"
"Of course! There will be no cursing wizards in this world that are more powerful than me!"
There are doubts in the eyes of the strict.
The old man grabbed his clothes and sweared: "I repeat, I am the most powerful and greatest cursed wizard in the world. As long as it is a human being, a intelligent creature, no one can curse the witch with me!"
Strictly calm and calmly open the fingers of the old man. "I need proof. I am also a very powerful wizard. I think I have proved it to you, and I want to make such a powerful wizard." Be a disciple, you must prove to me that you really have more than I have."
The old man not only was not angry when he heard this, but he let go of the strict clothes and said with pride: "You are right, I have requirements for you. Of course you can also have conditions for me. I will let you convinced. Say, how do you want me to prove?"
"I have a guardian. When I fight against other people's cursed wizards, he is cursed, and although I almost won the fight, I have no way to completely remove the curse from my guardian. I can't even see you. I will take you to see him. If you can tell me what curse is in him and can be completely lifted, I believe that you are stronger than me. I am willing to be your disciple. You are old and end."
The old man clicked on his nose, coldly said: "Kid, your purpose is not to see how powerful I am, but to let me lift the curse to your guardian, right?"
"No matter what my purpose is, the result is the same. I can't just recognize a person as a master, inheriting and accepting inheritance is a very serious matter. You can lift the curse of my warrior, I will be happy, too I admire you, my people will respect you as my master. If you can't, why should I worship you as a teacher."
The old man’s unkempt hair suddenly asked:
What do you mean by the master and the end of the pension?

"You don't understand?" Suddenly surprised, one of his abilities is to let others understand their own words. Even strange words can be directly replaced with words that can be understood in the brain. Why do the old people ask him specifically? What does the word mean?
"I have never heard such a vocabulary."
"Oh, that's some dialect of my family. Hey, dialect is the unique language and pronunciation of a certain tribe or place. Although we all use lingua franca, each tribe always has its own language habits and pronunciations. For example, the pronunciation of our two is actually not the same."
"So what do you mean by the master and the end of the pension?" The old man actually understood it in his mind, but he just wanted to explain it again.
Strictly explained to him: "Master, who teaches disciple knowledge, cultivation, and human beings, is a person who has the same status as his father and is even more important than his father. The end of the pension is when you are old and sick. Tired, sad, troubled, I will take care of you, 'wait', help you solve the trouble, not let you alone, not let you be troubled. When you return to the embrace of the mother I will be with you next time until you close your eyes. I will follow your last words to deal with your body, and then whenever my family sacrifices their ancestors, I will sacrifice you, not only me, but my disciples will also I will serve you as a founder. As long as I keep this pulse, I will sacrifice you for thousands of years and let your prestige pass."
The old man heard 'radical' and was dying. He couldn’t wait... He has already rushed to grab a hand that is strict. "Where is your guardian? Take me to see it! I will let you know how many Masters are." Great, hey!"
Suddenly blinking, "Can you tell me, where are we now?"
"Below the Temple of the Black Earth City..." The old man followed his eyes.

Is this the most dangerous place the safest?

The old man took a big 'leg'. "This is a good summary! I stayed here for five years. Those idiots didn't find me. Let's go, don't delay the time, take me to see your guardian. I can't live long. You have to teach the inheritance to you quickly, cough, will you give me the end of the pension? Will your disciples sacrifice me?"
"If you become my master."
"I must be your master, except that no one can be your master, who dares to rob me, I curse his whole family!"
Master is mighty! Slightly laughed and climbed down from the table.
When the old man looks at him like this, he feels heart and liver pain. How do you accept a disciple older than him? Can this kid recover in the future?
I’m so happy and happy,
How do we get out of here?

The old man jumped off the table very generously. "The original way was returned. At that time, those idiots only intended to shut me down for a year. Later I was moved to the third floor. They forgot me. I want to go out and go out at any time.

When I thought of going back and going to bend over for three hours, I felt a bit of a sigh of relief. "How come back here? Then come back from the cell?"
"Idiot! Of course, there is another way. I am leaving, don't wear it." The old man is more anxious than him.
Through the jailer, the old man successfully went out of the cell and left the cell where he had lived for five years under the leadership of his "relatives."
The sky does not show the 'door', and now it has passed noon.
Just out of the prison, I saw the original battle of the intersection flashing, but in order not to attract the attention of the jailer, the original battle did not approach the ‘door’.
The two old men supported each other and walked to the intersection. The original battle came to meet.
Strictly watching this person even waited until now, I am a little sorry, this is seven hours, but not seven minutes.
The original battle mood seemed to be different, so that he couldn’t help but look at him with a glance.
The old man dismissed and left the strict arm and handed over the man to the original battle. "Kid, you better not lie to me, let me know that you died earlier than me, I will..."
"I still have four disciples, the biggest is only thirteen, and the youngest is only about four years old. It's all my ‘fine’ pick, and there are two more powerful ones scheduled in the future.

The old man changed his mouth and changed smoothly. "You haven't told me which city are you in which tribe?"
"Jiuyuan reads;."
"Nine original? Which little tribe of the horns, I have never heard of it!" The old man's gaze fell to the original face, his eyes picked up.
Strictly and deliberately did not say that the original war was the cursed person, but ‘mixed’ confused:
My people are in the hundred camps.

The old man giggled. "Kid, is this your first test for Master? The light of the soul of this big man has been cursed to make a blood red 'color', even if it is not as good as my cursed wizard."
Strictly want to ask how the light of the soul should be seen, how to distinguish whether it is cursed and cursed, but he resisted, he is afraid that the old man knows that he will not curse, will immediately turn around and leave.
"There is nothing to go back and say." The original war opened, squatting down, and letting him climb to his back. There was snow on the road and the ice that was stepped on. He was walking faster and faster.
Strictly and rudely, he is now an old man, and he is not a shame on his back.
The real old man, a curse master said that he did not envy jealousy at all. His ‘legs’ feet were so good that he did not need to be backed up at all. Moreover, he wanted to fight for the many people who were carrying him. He was not rare.
Seeing the leader and the priests returning safely, the Jiuyuan people were all relieved.
Everyone was curious about the old man who followed the two, but several people did not ask.
Strictly and directly put people into the inner house. The original battle ignited the torches and fire pits in the house, so that others would not bother to come in and disturb, and then close the house ‘door’.
Suddenly lost a hide and three futons on the ground.
The three men sat down in a triangle.
"You see that he has a curse. Can you see what curse is in him?" Yan Mo asked as he settled.
"Of course." The old man carefully looked at the original battle, and then took out a small stone can from his arms, letting the original battle drop a drop of blood from the left fingertip.
Speaking in a stern heart, "Is this going to be a trap to get the blood of the original battle," and then laughed at his own thoughts.
He also really became afraid of getting a well rope when he was bitten by a snake. If he really wants to get the blood of the original war, just challenge him to make him hurt. It is enough to get some blood on the weapon.
Strictly watching the original battle, the bones will be drawn on the fingers, slap open his hand, pull out a gold needle, grab a finger and poke a bit, squeeze a drop of blood into the stone can.
There is a transparent liquid in the stone jar. The blood of the original battle is poured in and immediately rendered. It is a normal red 'color'. The old man stretches his fingers and stirs it inside. The water in the stone pot immediately becomes a worry. Heavy black red 'color'.
Strictly do not know whether it is their own illusion, or the reason of the light, he actually saw that there are dozens of hundreds of black shadows in the deep black and red liquid rotating around the red dot in the middle.
"It's really a powerful soul. It has sacrificed at least 300 slaves, and it has to be tragic. There is also a soul of at least six or seven curses of the high priest. This curse is quite solid and has penetrated into every part of your body. The old man looked up. "The curse has your blood on your hand? Or are you getting the blood of the curse?"
"the latter."
"No matter the former or the latter, it is very troublesome. The Wucheng people like to divide the curse into two broad categories, one is the rootless curse, the other is the root curse. The rootless curse is usually not the vehicle of the curse, The root curse can pass the cursed and the curse of a part of the body, and let the curse take root in the cursed body. You are the root curse."
Frowning fragilely, "Is it difficult to solve?"
"That depends on who." The old man once again put his fingers into the liquid and stirred it up, pulled out, and stuffed into his mouth.
The original war and the strict look at the old man.
The old man’s eyes closed and seemed to be tasting something. After a while, pulling out/fing out his fingers, he slowly recited in his mouth:
Hate... Death... Killing... Crazy... It’s the curse of the blood curse, generally The cursers have powerful power to destroy a tribe and even more, and this curse allows the cursed to gradually lose their mind in the killing. This familiar technique... Hey!"
The old man suddenly smirked and opened his eyes. "The curse is a pulse of Quipa. If you haven't been to Wucheng, then the last time you were fighting is the Gaogangcheng priest?"
Strictly and the original battle at the same time, the face can still smile on the face, "Yes, it is his reads; You know him?"
"You said you won him?"
"It is a draw, but the guardian of the Gaogang priest becomes a living dead, and my warrior is still alive."
The old man is dissatisfied. "Forget it, you have not become my disciple at that time. It is not surprising that you won't win the idiot completely. Next time you must completely defeat him. Remember, as my disciple, you must not lose to Quipa. One pulse!"
"Quipa is?"
"One of the priests of the Witch City Temple, I hate that person."
It turned out that he was the master of his future master, which is really great!
The old man squinted. "Quipa is weaker than me, but it is not a cursing wizard. His eyes are smaller than the 'chicken' eyes on my feet. His people are also stupid and bad. Be careful, even if you don’t completely defeat Gao Gang’s little nephew this time, he will remember you for a lifetime, and the curse for your warrior is proof. Hey? Wait, this curse will consume the power of the cursed soul. That Gaogang scorpion is dead?"
Strictness and the original war have not been acknowledged.
The old man does not need them to admit, "It is troublesome to die, and the root curse is generally needed to destroy the media used in the curse. Here you need the blood of the high-street temple, but also the blood. Oh!"
"There is no way to lift this curse without the blood of the high priest priests?" Yan Mo was greatly disappointed.
The old man laughed, "Don't be stupid, any curse can be lifted, just the difference between simple and trouble."
Strictly ‘fine’ God’s shock, the original battle was ‘color’ dull, as if the two people had nothing to do with him.
"First talk about my speculation right? Is he in the blood curse in the curse?" the old man asked smugly.
"You are only half right."
"What? Impossible!"
"I don't have to lie to you at this point."
Old man, "What else is there in the curse, you say!"
The party remembered the most clearly in the original battle. He instead replied: "The Gaogang priest not only cursed me to lose my mind in the killing, but also cursed me to kill all the people and blood, and finally betrayed, died in the hands of the most loved ones, and the soul Can't return to the mother god."
The old man pouted, "When you become a murderer, you will naturally be betrayed by your own people and confidants, and only those who are closest to you and most unprepared can approach you and kill you. As for whether you can return to the mother God embraces, you are dead, who will control whether you are picked up by the mother or abandoned?"
The tight body of the original battle is invisibly loose. "You mean that the curse can only curse that I gradually lose my mind in the killing, and the latter is only the consequence that I may become a murderer, not something that will happen?"

"If you really become a murderer, you ask your guardian witch, will he kill you to save the entire tribe? So the latter is not a curse."
Severely and deeply inhale, "Adult, I still don't know what to call you now?"
The old man blinked, "Call Master!"
"You haven't lifted the curse on the war."
The old man slammed, "I don't have a way to solve this curse, but it takes time. You've gotten the death of the curse of Gaogang City. There are only two ways to completely remove this curse. First, Gao Gang The scorpion and the bones of the three hundred slaves that he 'get' died are all found out, soothing or suppressing or eliminating the power of their souls with the power of a soul that is stronger than they add up, and then burning their bones into ash. The flowing water source, and finally with their brows and ashes with 'medicine' for the cursed, this curse can be lifted."
Strictly and the original war, this method will not be feasible.
The bodies of the Gaogang priests have already burned them to ash, and now they are mingling with other Gaogang people. And the slave bones of the 300 deaths are no way to get rid of them. Who knows how the three hundred people's bones handled by Gaogang City can be found too ‘flowering’ time.
Strictly have to ask: "The second way?"
"The second method is a little less troublesome. Quipa is a stupid and careful wizard. In order to control his disciples, he has all the blood of his disciples in his hands. These blood is stored in secret law. Even if people die, blood will not Death, so if you can 'get' from Kuipa to the blood of Gao Gangzi, this curse is not difficult to solve. Just use those blood to make / people to fake the Gaogang scorpion, let people take back the curse, the doll will It will be countered like the curse himself, and finally destroy the doll."
The old man sneered. "The reason for not having trouble is because I know where Quipa hides the blood."
Strictly arrogant, "Is this not to say that we are going to Wucheng?"
"You, as my disciple, must also go back to Wucheng with me. If you are anxious to lift the curse of your warrior, we can leave tomorrow."
"No." Strictly unable to anger the old man, explained: "We must participate in this selection for the Horde."
The old man sneered, waved, and said: "You become my disciple. As long as I agree, your tribe will become a subordinate tribe of Wucheng. Why bother to compete for the quota of a sub-division of a mid-level city?"
"What we want to go is the Tucheng which is listed as the top nine in the same city as Wucheng."

Is Tucheng better than Wucheng?
The old man is not happy.
Strictly bitter ‘force’, he still can’t fully believe the old man, naturally he will not tell the other party their true purpose of going to Tucheng, but how do they explain this?
The original war shook hands with a strict hand, and said calmly to the old man but firmly said: "I have the reason to go to Tucheng."
The old man was troubled by the 'chaotic' hair, and grabbed the 'chaos' bad beard. "What are you going to in Tucheng? How long does it take? This idiot wants me to lift your curse before I can be my disciple. But I am going to die, I don't have much time to wait for you!"
Strictly hold the old man's arm. "Master! I have already felt your greatness and greatness. I am willing to be your disciple. Look, the curse of the war..."
The old man immediately smiled and changed his mouth: "Then wait for you to go to Tucheng and go to Wucheng. I am following you on the road. You see who is not pleasing to the eye. Master, I will curse him for you!"
"The time is too long, will it affect the war?"
"I am there, what are you afraid of? I can't solve it completely. I can't suppress it. I just teach you on the road. You can solve it. But this kid has a strange huge energy. I can't say whether it is good or bad. In the future, this kid is best to suppress his ability and suppress it. Don't just see the blood, not killing."