Chapter 3 Pre-Battle Stratagem 2
With the sound of the car door closing in the car where Zhang Pingtian was riding, Zhang Pingtian, who was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. Looking at Ma Jingwu, who was kneeling in front of him, he slowly spoke
"Jingwu, you're here. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's slightly lazy voice, Ma Jingwu, who was already kneeling in the car, said respectfully
"Yes, Sect Master. I don't know what the sect master ordered to call his disciples to come late at night. ”
Looking at Ma Jingwu, a disciple of the Poisonous Hand Hall kneeling on the ground in front of him, Zhang Pingtian seemed to say casually
"Do you remember what I told you about Wang Yuetian a few days ago. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian talk about Wang Yuetian, Ma Jingwu's heart moved, and he immediately responded respectfully
"Remember, the sect master's words are kept in mind by the disciples. ”
"Just remember. Jingwu, do you know what happened to Wang Yuetian in the carriage just now?"
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's inquiry, Ma Jingwu groaned and said
"The disciple just saw the red light flashing in the carriage that Wang Yuetian was riding, and there was even a faint mist coming out of the car, could it be that the blood curse in Wang Yuetian's body had erupted in advance?"
Hearing the word blood curse, Zhang Pingtian's eyes couldn't help flashing a fine light, and he stared at Ma Jingwu and said
"Jingwu, you guessed right!
I didn't expect that after I taught this Wang Yuetian the fake mantra of the Red Blood Daogang, he would practice day and night.
The speed at which the red blood qi in his body had grown was beyond my expectations. If I had been one step too late just now, I would have been afraid that Wang Yuetian would be worried about his life. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian say this, Ma Jingwu, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help blurting out
"In that case, why didn't the sect master sit back and watch that Wang Yuetian die, wouldn't this save a lot of trouble?"
As soon as Ma Jingwu's words came out, he realized that there was something wrong with them, no matter what, he should not question the sect master's actions.
And Zhang Pingtian couldn't help frowning when he heard Ma Jingwu's question, but he still said
"Jingwu, do you remember why our sect planted this red blood qi known as a blood curse on every selected disciple before they entered the Divine Palace. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's words, Ma Jingwu immediately replied respectfully
"Back to the sect master's words, the disciple had heard his grandfather say that this Lingyun Divine Palace, as the biggest dangerous place and treasure place on Lingyun Star, had enough secret treasures to make anyone have evil thoughts.
In the face of this huge benefit, in order to prevent the people who entered the palace from escaping with treasures and making some moves that were detrimental to the interests of the sect, a blood curse was planted in the body of each disciple who was selected to enter the palace.
This blood curse is refined by a special method, and it will not occur for a year after entering the human body. It is only when the person who enters the Divine Palace does not return to the sect after a year that the blood curse begins to kick in.
The onset of this blood curse will cause the essence and blood of the whole body in the cultivator's body to boil, which is extremely tormenting, and because the red blood qi is to absorb the true yuan flesh and blood in the cultivator's body by itself to strengthen itself. This makes each attack more painful than the last. In the end, if there was no intervention from the Great Elder and the Sect Master, this cultivator would have been gradually sucked dry of his flesh and blood by this red blood qi and turned into a human skin walking corpse. ”
Speaking of this, Ma Jingwu's tone trembled involuntarily.
Feeling Ma Jingwu's timidity, Zhang Pingtian looked at him and nodded slightly, and said
"Jingwu, what you said is right, this blood curse is indeed as you said, it is a last resort made by the sect just in case.
This matter of the blood curse is one of the top secrets of this sect, and only the disciples who enter the Lingyun Divine Palace can know about it, and other ordinary disciples do not know about this blood curse.
However, with the passage of time and the increase in the number of disciples entering the Lingyun Divine Palace, among some of the more senior disciples, they have also heard of this blood curse to a greater or lesser extent. This should be clear to you, the first person of the younger generation of the Poison Hand Hall. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's question, Ma Jingwu's face changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer this question.
Seeing Ma Jingwu's slightly embarrassed look, Zhang Pingtian continued disappreciatively
"Jingwu, you should know better than others that although this blood curse claims not to occur within a year. But with such a threat in the body, that kind of feeling is absolutely unpleasant.
If I hadn't saved that Wang Yuetian just now, I would have let him be sucked dry of his essence and blood by the red blood qi, and his internal organs would have failed and died.
There were so many disciples who saw the scene of the red light shining on the carriage, and there were always people who would suspect the blood curse. If this is the case, what kind of impact will it have on the sect?
Once this blood curse has an unreliable impression in the hearts of all the disciples, those disciples who will participate in the trip to the Lingyun Divine Palace in the future will inevitably be panicked, can we take this risk?"
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's words, Ma Jingwu immediately echoed in a respectful voice
"The sect master is far-sighted, but the disciple is not thoughtful. ”
"Well, Jingwu. Your grandfather should have told you that this trip to Lingyun Divine Palace was different from the past and extremely dangerous.
If it weren't for the fact that the Great Elder discovered the Divine Palace map left by the Ancestor not long ago, I wouldn't have let you venture into the battle.
After all, such a valuable map can only be taught to the people you trust most. ”
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's words, Ma Jingwu couldn't help but say with joy on his face
"Yes, sect master, the disciple will definitely live up to the trust of the sect master and the high expectations of the sect!"
As he spoke, Ma Jingwu bowed to Zhang Pingtian.
Seeing Ma Jingwu bowing to him, Zhang Pingtian spoke again
"Well, Jingwu. You must remember what I said to you earlier:
After entering the Divine Palace, you must keep an eye on this Wang Yuetian. He must not be taken lightly because of the Blood Curse. He's a scheming man, so you have to be careful. ”
"Yes, Sect Master. ”
"Well, remember, if you don't have a chance to attack along the way, you lead your men to the location marked on the map, and then find an opportunity for him to touch the mechanism and kill him in one fell swoop.
Also, you have to keep the map in your mind as much as possible, and you must not let that Wang Yuetian see this map, you know?"
Hearing Zhang Pingtian's instructions, Ma Jingwu bowed to him again and said
"Sect Master, please rest assured, the disciples have written it down. The disciple will definitely solve this Wang Yuetian as soon as possible in the Divine Palace. ”
Just as Zhang Pingtian was about to continue to speak to Ma Jingwu to give instructions, the carriage he was riding in suddenly stopped suddenly. Immediately after, a noisy sound came from not far ahead.
Feeling that the carriage had stopped moving forward, Zhang Pingtian's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he turned his head to Ma Jingwu and said
"Jingwu, you go and see what's going on in front of you. ”
"Yes, Sect Master. ”
With this reply, Ma Jingwu's figure quickly disappeared into the carriage.