If he could, Lin Yuan would be willing to exchange a pill for membership in exchange for time, but there was no one in the Tianyan Pavilion who was in charge of reception, and it was all computer operation.

After Lin Yuan clicked the confirmation button, the screen immediately opened a registration form, and he only needed to inject a wisp of blood qi into it to complete the registration.

Then more than a dozen notes about this mission appear on the screen, as well as information such as maps.

After reading the precautions, Lin Yuan could only smile bitterly, this task revealed a strange aura everywhere.

Half a year ago, the people in the five adjacent courtyards died mysteriously in less than half a month, and then no matter who entered those courtyards, they died inexplicably, and the death was full of horror, and they died of fear.

Cultivators are frightened? If this is said, people will laugh if they don't laugh at dogs.

(Woo Woo Woo ...... The little black dog strongly condemned and protested! ）

Later, someone investigated that it was the ghost who turned into a ghost and attacked the people who entered the courtyard, but several bald archmages in the city failed to surpass him, but instead overtook him.

So some people said that it was a terrible ghost who broke out of hell to bring disaster to the world, and the entire Dongcheng District is now panicked......

The more bizarre and weird it was, the more interested Lin Yuan became, walked out of Tianyan Pavilion, rode on a shared small electric donkey, took a little black dog, and drove quickly towards the Eastern District according to the indications on the map.

Falling Cloud City is much larger than Black Rock City, but it still can't be compared to Cloud Wind City, but the expressions on the faces of the residents here look more relaxed and relaxed.

The residents of Cloud Wind City, whether it is the inner city or the outer city, rarely see sincere smiles on their faces, and most of them have a bitter and bitter expression.

At noon, Lin Yuan finally arrived at the designated location, and before he could get close to the small courtyard, he sensed a thick dead air.

No one dares to live within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, and the deserted streets add to the coldness and coldness here.

The little black dog said, "I have a hunch that you are going to be unlucky."

Lin Yuan looked at it with a smug smile and threw it directly into the small courtyard to see if the powerful ghosts inside could help it?

I thought I would hear the heart-rending barking of the little black dog, but it was silent, and there was no sound at all.

Lin Yuan was a little panicked in his heart, on the surface, he was very unkind to the little black dog, and often abused him, but he cared about the safety of the little black dog.

After getting along for so long, if it weren't for his firm will, I was afraid that there would be a vigorous love affair.

He didn't think much of it, and immediately pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

"Ah......h

Lin Yuan, who had just stepped into the door, let out an exclamation, and he lay on the ground on all fours, the back of his head slammed against the threshold, breaking the stone threshold, and then a maddening stench entered his nostrils.

When he got up and looked at the bottom of his feet, Lin Yuan was really angry, and he actually stepped on a piece of shit! The head was not bumped, and there was no pain, but the insult was too great, and a god Xuanjing actually fell because he stepped on dog shit?

Recalling the picture just now, Lin Yuan felt that something was wrong, not to mention stepping on shit, or stepping on the cliff by mistake, the cultivator's instinctive reaction could keep him balanced, but all his senses just now were invalid in an instant.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make him fall dozens of times.

It was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing, which made him feel a little unhappy, and he must get his face back if he found the initiator.

However, he searched several courtyards little by little, but did not find any clues, several small courtyards were very ordinary, and even the breath of the dead did not leave any traces.

After thinking about it, Lin Yuan planned to wait here for night to fall and see if there would be any gains.

Just as he was about to sit on the sofa, his feet slipped again, and he fell on his back, and the back of his head smashed the glass coffee table.

Looking at the bottom of the footboard, there was another piece of dog shit that he had stepped on and smelled foul. He searched several small courtyards very carefully, where did the shit come from?!

"!"

Lin Yuan couldn't help but scold,

Who the hell is making him, he is playing so slippery, there is no trace to be found, there is no warning.

His divine sense swept the distance of five hundred meters around him over and over again, but found nothing, which made him even more mad.

"You're cursed......

When he was about to go berserk, a lazy voice sounded, it was Wu Qinghua.

Lin Yuan took her out of the storage bag and asked, "I've been cursed?" Impossible!"

With the level of his divine soul, it is impossible to be cursed and he still knows nothing.

Wu Qinghua said, "I'm also very strange, who can curse you silently, let me see...... Well? It's a godhead curse! It's strange that you can feel it, and you don't have a godhead."

"Godhead curse? What's that?"

Wu Qinghua stretched out a finger, and Lin Yuan could only grit his teeth and say, "Isn't it just a Xuan-level supreme elixir? Deal!"

"Ten of them!"

"Don't be too ...... Nervous, I accept it!"

It was a matter of his personal safety, even if Wu Qinghua prescribed a hundred pills, Lin Yuan had to accept them, and then desperately searched for medicinal materials.

After Lin Yuan nodded, Wu Qinghua told him what the Godhead Curse Technique was.

As the name suggests, the Godhead Curse is a curse technique released by a cultivator who has a Godhead.

The Godhead, which can also be called another form of dantian for cultivators, is condensed by the power of faith of all beings.

Cultivators with godheads are equivalent to having a way to exert the power of sentient beings, as for their combat effectiveness, Wu Qinghua did not elaborate, only said that like the three major churches, it is to collect the power of faith from the "gods" they worship.

At this time, Lin Yuan's once self-righteous erudition had become unheard, and he didn't know the existence of the Godhead.

The Godhead was born in a realm called the Aus, and it is only a million years old. They were afraid that the method of condensing the godhead would leak to the higher interface, so they only preached to the lower interface, so it was normal for Lin Yuan not to know.

Lin Yuan asked her if having a godhead meant that it was a higher realm than the fairyland, but Wu Qinghua did not answer him directly.

It is only said that the condensation of the godhead has nothing to do with cultivation, ordinary people are admired by tens of thousands of people, and if the method is appropriate, the godhead can also be condensed, and this godhead is more pure, more powerful than the godhead that collects the power of faith.

Finally, Wu Qinghua said to Lin Yuan, "I'll help you get rid of this curse...... What are you nervous about, this time it's free, if you get lucky, I'll also suffer, otherwise you think I'll help you for free?"

Wu Qinghua watched the almost transparent nails gently cut through Lin Yuan's wrist, startling the latter, he knew the strength of his body very well, but he didn't expect to be cut so easily by Wu Qinghua.

Holding the blood bead and looking in the direction of the window for a while, Wu Qinghua said, "Hey, it's not a godhead curse technique, but a very low-level curse technique, why can't I crack it......

As the ancestor of the spell, he tried his best to solve the curse released on Lin Yuan, Wu Qinghua was extremely depressed, feeling like Lin Yuan had fallen, and was insulted.

It was really a disgusting thing for the curse technique to stay on his body, but even Wu Qinghua couldn't lift it, and Lin Yuan was also helpless.

Since there is no way to solve the problem of curses, let's solve the problem of who caused the curse first.

Lin Yuan couldn't find the abnormality in the yard, so he could only pin on Wu Qinghua, it was almost midnight at this time, and he was asking her to help take a look.

In order to avoid stepping on the shit again, this time Lin Yuan didn't dare to move, and honestly stood in the corner waiting for Wu Qinghua's result.

Half an hour later, Wu Qinghua returned to Lin Yuan's side and said, "It's clear, but he's not the one who released the curse spell......

Lin Yuan was stunned when he heard what she said, how could this kind of thing happen?

These courtyards were originally a family, but after the brothers split up, they became the current six families, and since the emergence of the legend of the end times, they have conspired to summon the Rakshasa god they believe in.

After the Buddha's disciples knew about this matter, they were transformed into Buddha's disciples, and in the Western Regions, there can only be one religion and one faith!

But the archmages who have turned them up

Unexpectedly, their beliefs were extremely pious, and they couldn't be tempered at all, but instead let the family communicate with a wisp of divine thoughts of the Rakshasa God.

But they didn't know how to use this wisp of divine thought, and they actually communicated with an evil spirit in the depths of hell and brought him to this world......

As a result, the evil spirit sucked away the source of life of his family, and the fate of those Buddhist great masters was the same.

Lin Yuan couldn't find the evil spirit because the evil spirit's soul level was extremely high, and he was playing hide and seek with the Heavenly Dao in the depths of hell, and the concealment technique had already become superb.

Lin Yuan asked, "One evil spirit can kill several archmages, this is a bit evil, right?"

In the Western Regions, only those who cultivate to reach the soul realm can be called archmages, and soul realm cultivators are also divided into three major realms, the soul condensing realm, the yuan soul realm, and the divine soul realm.

No matter how strong the evil spirit's combat power in hell is, it is very good that there is only one percent of the strength left in the bright world, so the current strength of this evil spirit is at the middle level of the soul realm.

Among those archmages, two of them were in the Yuan Soul Realm, and they were born to restrain the revenant, no matter how powerful that evil spirit was, it was impossible to kill several archmages.

If he has the ability, does he still need to hide? Wouldn't it be better to wipe out the entire city and drain everyone's source of life?

Wu Qinghua smiled, "If you're not afraid of stepping on dog shit, I'll take you to see it."

How could it be possible to retreat at this time, Lin Yuan said with his scalp, "Okay, go and have a look."

This time it went smoothly, I didn't step on dog poop, I didn't fall, I came to the place where the evil spirit was hiding, and entered the lobby in this courtyard, and sure enough, the most dangerous place was the safest.

And there is not one, but more than a dozen, big and small, male and female, like a big family.

Needless to say, except for the one standing in front of him who was from the depths of hell, the rest of the people must be from these courtyards.

Seeing Lin Yuan come in, those evil spirits all shrank into the corner, especially the leading evil spirit, and shouted even more, "Don't come here, or I'll kill myself!"

Lin Yuan: o((⊙_⊙))o

What is this situation, suicide?

Does your suicide have anything to do with me...... Wait, you'd rather kill yourself than get near me, do you hate me? What do you mean by that?

The more Lin Yuan thought about it, the more wrong it became, and asked, "Why don't you let me go?"

The evil spirit roared, "Who are you, you don't have a few digits in mind? Doom mold! If you come close to me, I will be unlucky, and I would rather never be born than be haunted by bad luck......

"Doom mold? Holy!"

Lin Yuan scolded, but he didn't know who to scold, maybe he felt emotion in his heart.

Doom mold is described in many books, but it is all in fantasy, and there is no relevant record in the official history.

Anyway, people with this kind of physique are not only unlucky themselves, but also bring down a large area.

Seeing Lin Yuan walking towards him step by step, the evil spirit became even more anxious, and shouted, "Don't come here, don't come over...... I'm bad enough in hell, and if I stick to your bad luck, I won't even have the courage to survive......

As a result, he was extremely frightened, and he didn't have any problems, but Lin Yuan, who looked calm, stepped on the shit again, and fell on his back, and his posture was exactly the same as the previous times.

The evil spirit led the family and said sympathetically, "Wow, poor baby, I lead the whole family to mourn for you......