Chapter 421: Blood Exchange Grass!
What is this?!"
Ye Yun'er covered her mouth, her eyes trembled, just looking at it, she felt shuddered.
On Wang Chuqing's neck, a palm-sized character mark was deeply integrated into the skin, as if it was a curse, and it was wrapped around it, exuding a dull scarlet blood!
Looking at the scars on those bodies, even if they are all added together, they are not even as penetrating as this one spiritual word!
"Slave seal. Qin Mu's expression was solemn and he said coldly.
"Nuyin, what is that?" Ye Yun'er frowned, she had never heard of such a thing.
Qin Mu put Wang Chuqing on the sofa, completely brushed aside her green silk, and completely revealed the blood mark of the spirit character.
"A inheritance technique. But it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a curse or a curse. I didn't expect this kind of thing to circulate in these sects. Qin Mu said coldly.
"Thousands of years ago, in order to ensure the loyalty of slaves, witchcraft was born, and the mark was imprinted on the body with an iron brand, and if there was a rebellion, it was burned to ashes on the spot. ”
"In the Golden Triangle, some of the Great Gu Masters there have used such slave seals to erase people's souls and turn them into puppets who are not afraid of pain and have no divine souls. ”
"This, it's true?!"
Ye Yun'er exclaimed, isn't what Qin Mu said almost exactly the same as Wang Chuqing?
The world is so big that there are no surprises.
Regarding Gu art, Miao Jiang, her father also told her when she was a child, but at that time, Ye Yun'er was not very old, so she should hear the story.
But now seeing it with her own eyes, even if it is not on her body, just looking at it, it makes her cold and shudder.
Qin Mu stretched out a finger and probed along Wang Chuqing's delicate skin towards his neck.
Until he reached the blood mark of the spirit character, Qin Mu's strength moved slightly.
Phew!
It's like fire meets tar!
In an instant, the blood was splendour! Like a ghost emerging from the hell of Ah Bi, bursts of blood covered the field of vision! The continuous miserable screams were deafening, shattering all the surrounding layers of glass!
Ye Yun'er took a few steps back, covered her ears with her hands, and instantly calmed her mind, this kind of breathtaking technique, she had learned it when she was in Jiangnan, and she was still able to stabilize her mind.
But the aura of the terrible curse in front of him seemed to have been passed down for thousands of years! It was so terrifying that it went straight to the bone marrow! It was enough to destroy the mind of a high monk in an instant, even if Ye Yun'er had more experience, she would be instantly crushed in less than five seconds.
"Dingshi Lingmen, thousands of years of inheritance, the accumulated heritage is really sufficient. ”
Qin Mu said a few words, his eyes were extremely cold, and he suddenly pulled out a golden brilliant furnace fire from the void, and with a flick of his fingers, he burned the dim blood color of the sky.
But the scene of this hell, after being burned, only subsided, and the blood mark of the spirit word did not dissipate at all, it was still like a deep root, rooted in Wang Chuqing's neck.
And in just a few seconds, I saw that Wang Chuqing seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the other seven orifices even flowed blood one after another, and his face instantly turned pale, and he was still unconscious.
"What's wrong with her?" Ye Yun'er said worriedly.
"In order to prevent the master of the spell from being lifted, the ancestor of the Spirit Gate made full preparations when refining this slave seal. ”
"If you use magic to forcibly peel it off, it will inevitably cause the mark to backlash, causing the jade to burn. ”
Qin Mu said that just now he had already caused such a big sensation just by testing it with his strength, and he almost lost half of Wang Chuqing's life.
The pain that Qin Mu felt through the red rope before, as if washing the marrow and purifying the bones and eliminating people's minds and minds, must have been An Qilin who landed this slave seal on Luo Shui's body.
"What kind of slave mark is this, can't you get rid of it?" Ye Yun'er asked worriedly.
It's a terrible feeling, and just feeling it from the side is already creepy.
She really couldn't imagine what it was like to be branded by this terrible curse in person, I am afraid that life is worse than death!
Qin Mu was noncommittal, his eyes were slightly heavy.
This Dingshi Lingmen can stand in Jinling for thousands of years, and its slave seal is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
He doesn't even have any medicinal materials at hand, even if he has the ability to reach the sky and the mysterious means, it is difficult to cook without rice.
After thinking about it, Qin Mu dialed his mobile phone to a number.
"Hua Lao. Qin Mu called.
"What are you kid going to do?!" The person who answered the phone was naturally an old man with a goat beard, who had just arrived in Jiangnan with the Luochu River and returned to Luo's house.
But now he was afraid when he heard Qin Mu's voice, and he felt a chill.
He is a dignified Chinese doctor, known as the eleventh of life and death, admired by thousands of people, and ignores those wealthy families on weekdays.
But now, like running errands, he was dispatched and dispatched.
At a great age, he rushed from Yanjing to Jiangnan, and then ran back and forth between Jinling.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't neglect to exercise, coupled with drugs to assist in self-cultivation, and changed to other centenarians, how could he withstand such a toss?
"I'd like to ask you to borrow some medicine. Qin Mu said indifferently.