"It's just that I have to turn into a limp baby and die in the end, which makes me very unhappy."
"The [Bi Shan Huangquan Mantra] is actually not a big deal. You see, it says it will trap me in the Palace of the Medicine King and let me live alone for the rest of my life, but I haven't figured out a way to go outside and have a good time."
"At the beginning, Wan'er also said that the more difficult the trigger setting for breaking the [Bi An Huangquan Curse], the longer I can live. Both Lin Wan and Lin Huai thought that there would never be such a coincidence in this life. Trigger [Medicine King Inheritance Assessment], not to mention someone can pass the assessment."
"But didn't I meet Muyan, allowing me to accept such a good apprentice before I died."
On Han Chujiu's immature face, there was a light smile, "Di Ming Jue, you have to work harder! At least let me see my precious disciple get married before the [Bi Shan Huang Quan Curse] completely breaks out." .”
Di Ming Jue's lips move, wanting to speak, but something seems to block his throat.
"Uncle Nine, this may not be the only way to break the curse..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Chujiu suddenly clenched his fist with his left hand and tapped on the palm of his right hand, "By the way, I almost forgot that you are going to marry Xiaoyaomen. So I don't want to wait until my precious apprentice gets married, but I want to wait for my apprentice to marry you back in a beautiful way. Hahahaha!"
Di Ming Jue: "..."
Lord Jun turned coldly, turned and left.
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Not long after Di Ming Jue and the others left, the raging fire mixed with [Golden Crow Fire] quickly burned the entire Jiuli tribe to nothingness.
The people in the Lower District are taken away by Di Ming Jue.
The monks in Shangshan District had fled and scattered as early as when Chu Moli shot through the Liangyi Soul-Snatching Barrier with an arrow.
So at this moment, the entire Jiuli tribe turned into a piece of scorched earth, and there was nothing left.
[Jiuli Tribe] was originally hidden in the oasis of the desert.
At this time, most of the oasis was burned, and the yellow sand was gradually buried by the wind.
The dust was flying high, covering the sky and the sun.
The sand piles in the distance surged like waves, gradually approaching here.
Until the waves of sand hit the oasis, several figures suddenly rushed out from the sand.
"The breath of [Lord of Nine Lies] is detected, do you want to track and erase it?"
"No! [Lord of Nine Lies] has nothing to do with the master's plan, so it's on hold for now!"
"I detected the undulating breath of the soul of the No. 19 puppet reserve, is the reunion of the physical body starting?"
"start!"
The few people who came out of the sand pile were very strange.
Their appearance is extremely ordinary, the type that won't be recognized even if thrown in a crowd.
Among them are spiritual cultivators, demons, and even bald Buddha cultivators.
The most incredible thing is that one of them is a monk who escaped from the Jiuli tribe before.
But what makes them different from ordinary people is that their eyes are dull and lifeless.
The dialogue between each other is like puppets who have been set with spells and instructions, asking and answering themselves.
Then he began to take out a strange cylindrical instrument and put it on the ground.
The instrument made a beeping sound.
After a long time, countless black spots drifted from all directions, and finally condensed into a human shape.
If Muyan and the others were here at this time, they would definitely be able to recognize them at a glance.
The appearance of this human figure is exactly the same as that of Lin Huai who was burned to ashes by the fire.
It's just that Lin Huai's eyes are as dull as these people's at this time, and there is no breath of life in his whole body.