On the one hand, the curse mark brings a strong amount of power to the qi cultivator, and on the other hand, it also causes serious damage and negative effects on the qi cultivator, both physically and mentally. In order to pursue great power and endless greed, people in all respects cannot give up their reliance on the curse mark, and even increase their understanding of it. On the one hand, in order to reduce their harm to themselves and minimize the bad, finding a solution has become the most troublesome thing for people for thousands of years.

In addition to fairy drunkenness, dog tail grass has become another popular choice for people to chase.

After unlocking the mark or curse, people will have mild or severe physical pain, immobility and other conditions to a certain extent, and more serious is limb necrosis or overall paralysis. And this is still a little less terrible than the opening process. And in the endless years, the effect of dog tail grass has been known, that is, it greatly relieves these symptoms and alleviates people's physical pain.

However, this only alleviates the physical pain of the Qi cultivator, and the mental damage caused by the opening process is still helpless even though it has been a long time and has passed thousands of years.

It is said that when the young master of the Changjian Gate saw the dog's tail grass again, he was as excited as if he was jumping up, which shows how much he expects the dog's tail grass, and how deep the damage caused by the red fire mark to himself.

Thinking of the time when Wang Yehua untied the seal, the painful expression on his face seemed unbearable, and there was still the Venerable Vitality in his body to help him suppress it. I remembered that when Kang Yu untied the mark, there seemed to be such an unnaturalness on his face, it wasn't that it hurt him little, he was enduring it, and he didn't show it.

Huai shook his head, this guy really looked like himself.

Huai had been sitting in the cave for a whole day. The solemn expression became more and more ugly, and there was even a hint of the urge to go violent at any time. And all the reason is the book in his hand.

The name of the book is "Analysis of Curses and Marks", and the book is not thick, and Huai has read it all day. The result was a terrible outcome, and the curses and sigils were terrible.

Anyway, Huai casually picked up a book. A few casual words in it scared me to death, isn't this a bit sensational, is it too fragile in my heart, has it been thought about by the brain?

Actually, I didn't believe it at first, but what it said made him have to repeatedly confirm that the compiler of the book, the one who had been with him for seven years, taught himself. Caring for yourself, the person who believes the most now

The Great Magi.

The Great Magi. The weight of three words in my heart is not clear with weight, nor is it comparable to anything. Trusting in the Great Wizard is like believing that the sun can bring light and the sun can bring warmth. This kind of trust is to worship deeply after being impressed by the whole person's heart, and dare not have the slightest question.

And these three words, maybe even if they are hundreds of years old, it is estimated that Huai will not be able to forget. It's so familiar. One glance is a deep shock to the soul. A warm current began to emerge inexplicably in Huai's heart, a kind of kindness. It's like the Great Demon Guide's body, with the warmth and sturdy support that he can draw on for a long time.

Syllable. Huaiyi closed the book and immediately pulled himself back to the cold reality, instead of clinging to the fantasy. Huai always told himself that this was the reality, the cruel reality. It's not time to enjoy the warmth.

"In this way, the Black Flame Master on my body didn't notice it himself, otherwise I wouldn't have come out so easily, but now I can't tell whether Black Flame is a curse or a mark. ”

"It's hard enough to hold back the fact that you haven't given me even the slightest bit of information about the curse and the sigil for seven years. I'm afraid that after this trial returns. I guess you'll talk to me. I really don't know what this old guy thinks in his heart. ”

"Anyway, it's clear that a curse can devour the mark, a high-level curse can devour a low-level curse, and a high-level mark can devour a class mark. The black flame on my body is at least a sixth-order imprint power. In the face of the curse and the mark, Huai finally had a trace of an eyebrow. He devoured the Qinghe Mark and devoured it to the sixth order, and he didn't know if the Dao could continue to devour.

You must know that in the book of the Great Demon Guide, it is said that if one's first imprint is a sixth-order imprint, then it can only swallow up to a fifth-order imprint (except for a few exceptions). If it is a sixth-level hatred curse, the tenth-order seal will be swallowed at will (except for a few exceptions), and the other fifth-level curses can only stare dryly.

Of course, whether it is devouring the curse or devouring the mark, the risk is almost a life-and-death struggle. Therefore, the principle of "matching attributes" and "mutual restraint" mentioned by the Great Demon Guide almost made Huai break out in a cold sweat. Thinking of the previous devouring of the Qinghe mark and the devouring of the red fire mark, I can't help but feel that the heavens still have a trace of pity for me?

With his hand sucked, the scattered treasures that were made by the heavy prison flew into the spirit bag, of course, the three first-grade spirit bags are also good things, and they can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of spars after they go out, and they cannot be abandoned.

Walking towards the entrance of the cave with great strides, he looked like he was about to fight a decisive battle, full of energy.

"What are you going to do now?" the prison slammed over its shoulders, and it was the most boring of the whole day.

"Hunting. "As soon as his body moved, he disappeared into the forest.

The ground was covered with blood that was still flowing, soaked in the soft earth, and turned a large red patch. The two lieutenant generals fell to the ground, and with the most sturdy consciousness, they were still wondering when they would become so strong, but they did not blink an eye until they died.

Holding the ice blade in his arms, a black flame gradually spread, stabbing at the two corpses that were about to be cold.

"Still not," Huai said softly, shaking his head helplessly, slowly retracting the Ice Blade and Black Flame. This is already the fourth wave of people who robbed him, but the result is the same without exception. But none of them had anything they wanted, and the harvest of cherished medicinal herbs was not as much as that of the young master of the Long Sword Sect.

"Are you really going to do that?" said the prisoner with an interested smile. As soon as Huai comes out, he is not in a hurry to move forward, every time he meets a Qi cultivator, he will show a harvest, Xiang Huai is at such a level, rationality cannot stop the greed of those lieutenant generals and generals, a temptation and a quasi. Although I disagree with the way of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and robbing a lot, I still reminded with some worry, "This is easy to cause public anger and group attacks?"

"What are you afraid of, I'm not the first to do this anyway, and besides, they robbed me. Huai glanced at the heavy prison, how could this be so stupid, "You think that the people in purgatory were all killed by the heavenly beasts?"

Using yourself as bait is a bit dangerous, but once you have a harvest, it is huge. Besides, the unspoken rule in purgatory is to let the qi cultivators kill each other, and those who can survive are the people to be absorbed by the three halls, three sects and three sects.

"You're so shameless, too," the prison grinned, "but I like it." (To be continued......)