Chapter 267: I Curse You

Suddenly, the name of the book, or perhaps the name of the book that he himself gave to him, came to his mind.

A name full of weirdness, as if someone had patted his head and made up temporarily: "Nine Yin Zhengzheng".

The next moment, the name of this Taoist scripture just appeared in his mind, and then in his brain, he couldn't help but start to make up a past full of mysteries for this book......

During the reign of Tianbao of the Tang Dynasty, a monk named Tie He accidentally obtained a fragment of the secret book "Xuanjun Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra" compiled by ancient immortals, and he created his own secret method of cultivating immortals based on this fragment, and finally ascended to Taixu after cultivating for one hundred and thirty years, and was with the Tao.

The ancient book called "The Seven Chapters of Xuanjun" has long been scattered in history and cannot be recalled. And the name of the secret method of cultivating immortals created by that Iron Crane Monk is even more verifiable.

After a long time, the Tang Dynasty collapsed, five dynasties and ten kingdoms, until the establishment of the Song Dynasty, I don't know how many secrets have been buried in such a long time, and even the secret method of cultivating immortals that has long lost its name has long been lost.

Maybe it's already jealous, and maybe it's gone.

It wasn't until Song Huizong collected the books of Taoism in the world during the Zhenghe period, prepared to publish them in the world, and compiled 5,481 volumes of Wanshou Daozang, and a civil official who engraved the book inadvertently read the Taoist scripture from the royal library.

After getting the secret record of cultivating immortals of Tiehe Zhenren, the civil official was like a treasure, and finally experienced a series of bizarre, wonderful, weird, desperate, and empty events, and finally at the age of one hundred and thirty, he was completely enlightened, and after writing the Taoist scriptures that he had learned in Hena Wanshou and his body, he has not been seen since. And the Taoist scripture created by that civil official is the "Nine Yin Canon" in his hand!

Some people say that the civil official is the same as the Iron Crane Daoist, with complete merits, flying out of the realm, and being in harmony with the Tao.

Some people say that he ran out of life and died like ashes after a few years.

Some people also say that before he died, he felt the demonic nature hidden in the "Nine Yin Canon", so he took out a passage from the canon and compiled a book of "Nine Yin Canon".

Countless hidden and great things have long since been lost to history and no longer exist.

Countless things that appeared in my mind inexplicably may just be a delusion that I couldn't help but make after I got this Taoist sutra at the beginning.

But he was so real, as if this was supposed to be the history of this world!

"Huhuhu...... What is it! It's horrible! ”

At this moment, even Guo Xiaotian had already closed the book for the first time.

This is a decision that I can't help but make when I see something I can't understand and can't help but make when I encounter a horror that I can't explain.

But his brain had begun to swell, and even made him feel dizzy and nauseous, so that he unconsciously let out the same low wheezing sound as the insignificant fortune teller before.

The voice was so hoarse that even he could feel a little abnormal.

"This is an evil book, this is not like what the old man said, it's just a Taoist scripture!" Guo Xiaotian's hand holding this volume of the Gray Leather Sutra trembled slightly, as if he wanted to discard it as soon as possible.

But for some reason, his hand was holding on to it, no matter what, in his subconscious, he didn't want to throw it away.

"The old fortune teller before wouldn't be the civil official who wrote the Taoist scriptures in the imperial court of the Great Song Dynasty a hundred years ago, right?" Guo Xiaotian seemed to be moved in his heart: "And the "demonic nature" of this Taoist scripture won't really be that strong, right......?"

But in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded by the [delusions] that had suddenly flooded his mind.

It's as if the old fortune teller had just asked him if he regretted it.

has already reached this point, even if this Taoist scripture is in what kind of demonic nature, is it possible for him to regret it?

No!

It's simply not possible!

Originally, he was just an orphan who had no father or mother, and he couldn't read big characters, and he had never done anything for himself.

On the contrary, when his mother was seriously ill and dying, he collected the head tax five times in a month, squeezing out the last bit of vitality of his family, and he was also one of the culprits who caused his mother's death.

I can live because God opened his eyes, but it wasn't because he was gracious to the Song Dynasty!

I thought my life was just like this.

Maybe you will find a daughter-in-law, maybe you will have one or two brothers who are like-minded, and maybe you will also cultivate your own offspring, but more of it will definitely be helpless about the future.

Their parents, grandparents, have nothing left for themselves, but what do they have to leave for their children?

A third-rate hunting skill?

But the fortune teller who suddenly came to him suddenly told himself by name - it was not that his parents didn't want to leave something amazing for him, but that his ancestors had been cursed by the Great Song Dynasty for generations, and every generation was the sacrifice of the Zhao family's blood sacrifice.

And don't think about the future of your children and grandchildren.

Because starting from himself, the next three generations will die unexpectedly, until the family bloodline is cut off, and there is no trace! With this blood sacrifice, to continue the national fortune of Yijiazi for this glorious Song Dynasty!

Although I don't know how I can understand the preface of this Taoist sutra without a teacher, I should not know a word. But if what the fortune teller said is true, he already has a grudge with the Great Song Dynasty Imperial Court that cannot be resolved at all.

As long as the Great Song Dynasty is in one day, his family will be cursed and sunk forever.

This is an unsolvable knot, at least Guo Xiaotian himself can't figure out how to untie it.

All he can think of is not marrying in this life, so that all the sins of the "Guo" family will be cut off here!

I want my family to work hard for your Great Song Dynasty, continue the national fortune of Jiazi, and be your mother's spring and autumn dream!

And right now, right now, right here.

The only thing that could help him, and even give him the slightest hope for the future, was the book that the old man had thrown to him!

That's not for yourself, but for your own descendants......

He's going to fight for them too!

Since the Great Song Dynasty Imperial Court wants his whole family to make a blood sacrifice and continue his Great Song Dynasty at one time, then he will directly overturn this Great Song Dynasty!

If they didn't even have the Great Song Dynasty, and even the bloodline of the Zhao family was slaughtered, then what would they use to curse themselves!

"Hey, hey, hey...... Are you cursing me? Guo Xiaotian's face turned quietly pale.

He held the steel fork in one hand and the gray leather sutra in the other, and his voice gradually disappeared into the snowstorm: "No, now I am cursing you!" Just wait..."

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