Dugong's face was still shrouded in shadow, and Zhang Bufan only saw his lips moving.

He subconsciously raised his guard and said coldly, "What kind of place is this?

Dugong just looked at Zhang Bufan and smiled, and a Buddha light slowly rose behind him, as if a lamp had been lit in the dark sky and black and river water.

Dugong's voice was solemn and empty: "This is the river of doom, and I am the ferryman on this river." ”

Crossing the River of Doom... Zhang Bufan repeated these four words in his mouth, feeling as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

If you can't think of something, you don't think about it anymore.

After Zhang Bufan calmed down, he no longer had the fear of the unknown, but was at a loss.

Zhang Bufan's disappearance of fear and confusion fell in the eyes of the ferryman who crossed the river, and the ferryman smiled slightly, thinking that this young man had a calm heart and was taken to the river without preparation. I was able to stop being afraid in such a short period of time.

Sure enough, it was the most suitable person.

The ferryman's face changed when he thought about this, and he became serious, no longer looking at Zhang Bufan, but looking at the boundless river of crossing, and said: "The power of the blood curse in your body has been buried for more than half a year, and now it is deeply rooted in your body, it is like an explosive, it may destroy you at any time." Although it may seem calm now, do you really understand it?"

In the second half of the ferryman's sentence, I don't know if he was talking about the blood curse or the river of misfortune.

Zhang Bufan was suddenly startled, his eyes widened, and he said, "Can you see the power of the blood curse on my body?"

After asking like this, Zhang Bufan felt that there were truths and falsehoods in the ferryman's words, although he was hit by the power of the blood curse, but in the past half a year, he fought in Jingzhou with a sword, punished the traitor and eliminated the evil, and the power of the blood curse in his body had obviously been weakened, but the ferryman said that the power of the blood curse was deeply rooted in his body, like a time bomb.

In this case, Zhang Bufan naturally would not believe it.

However, Zhang Bufan didn't directly say his thoughts, but asked tentatively: "What does this mean, you understand the power of the blood curse?"

The ferryman said: "I know a little bit about it. ”

Zhang Bufan said: "I want to hear it in detail. ”

The expression on the ferryman's face could not be seen under the cover of the straw hat, and the Naxi thoughts in Zhang Bufan's heart could not escape his eyes, no matter what the young man would think now, when he heard the following paragraph, the expression on his face was afraid that it would not be as relaxed as it is now.

The ferryman said: "The Blood Curse is a long-lost ancient secret method, this curse is very insidious and vicious, once the blood curse is cast, the caster itself will be swallowed by the power of the blood curse, becoming the nourishment of the blood curse. You yourself know better how strong the person who casts the spell on you is. ”

"Once the blood curse has been successfully planted, it is very difficult to remove, and it will get deeper and deeper over time, merging with the cursed, you see if your current soul is already covered with black silk threads, and these black silk threads have taken root in your divine soul. ”

Zhang Bufan looked at his divine soul, if he didn't look carefully, there seemed to be no difference from before, and the power of the blood curse looked a little lighter than when he was just hit by the blood curse.

But if you look closely, the soul is already covered with extremely thin black silk threads, these black silk threads are hidden very deeply, if it weren't for the ferryman's reminder, neither he nor Long Thirteen would have found these black silk threads.

These black silk threads are inconspicuous, but they have completely eroded his soul, looking at these silk threads Zhang Bufan only woke up, why the Tianji Liuyao has been completely unusable recently, I think it is because of these black silk threads.

Zhang Bufan gently touched one of the silk threads, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in the soul, the pain in the soul was a hundred times that of the physical pain, and only a light touch made Zhang Bufan's face pale, and the whole person was breathless, as if he was choked by an invisible big hand.

Zhang Bufan was dressed roughly, frowned, and asked the ferryman, "What the hell is going on?"

The ferryman's voice was wide and compassionate, as if it contained infinite wisdom and love, and said: "You and the Jiao Blood Curse that has just broken through are already too heavy, and the power of the Blood Curse has already invaded the depths of your Divine Soul, and at this time it has become one with your Divine Soul, if you meet me earlier, maybe there are one or two ways to expel this Blood Curse." ”

"It's a pity that you have lost too much time in Jingzhou. ”

When the ferryman said this, he turned to look at Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan was already shocked when he told him about the origin of Long Thirteen, and at this time he pointed out what they did in Jingzhou.

This ferryman, is he from the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bufan's whole body was up, and his body was bent like a shrimp, more like a bent bow ready to go.

Looking at Zhang Bufan, who was like a frightened bird, the corners of the ferryman's mouth raised slightly, and Zhang Bufan felt that his whole body was wrapped in an extremely bright and warm force, and the tension and horror in his heart were all removed under any kind of power.

As if he had seen through Zhang Bufan's thoughts, the ferryman said: "I have nothing to do with the people in that tower, and I have no ill will towards you, you don't have to be so nervous." But at a young age, I have a lot of thoughts. ”

Zhang Bufan looked puzzled, the origin of this ferryman was too mysterious, and the other party's cultivation was too high, much higher than anyone Zhang Bufan had ever seen, even if it was Long Thirteen, who had broken through to the realm of the Demon Monarch, Zhang Bufan also felt that the pressure when facing Long Thirteen was far less than the pressure he felt when facing this ferryman.

And to this day, he still does not know what the purpose of the ferryman summoned him to this river of doom.

Listening to the terrible wails in the depths of the water, and the countless hands that kept beating the hull of the boat, this was not a good place.

But since the ferryman has already taken the initiative to mention the blood curse on his body, it is very likely that today's incident is related to the blood curse.

Combined with what the ferryman said before, Zhang Bufan did not twist at all, knelt directly on one knee, and said: "Please also ask the seniors for guidance to help the juniors expel the power of this blood curse." ”

The ferryman's eyes under the straw hat glanced at Zhang Bufan slightly, and his eyes seemed to be a little strange, but these strangeness were shrouded in shadows Zhang Bufan couldn't see it, this kid had a good understanding.

The ferryman didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "I have a big opportunity, I don't know if you dare to take it, dare to fight?"

Serendipity, great chance!

These three words instantly set off ripples in Zhang Bufan's heart.

Chance is the opportunity for the cultivator to grow the fastest, and chance may bring about exercises, magic weapons, and breakthroughs in cultivation, and countless cultivators are crazy about it.

However, opportunities can be met but not sought.

As soon as the ferryman opened his mouth, he said that there was an opportunity, and it was a big opportunity.

The ferryman's strength is already unfathomable, how big is the chance that he can call a great opportunity?

Zhang Bufan did not hesitate at all, and replied directly: "Why don't you dare?