4288. Chapter 4288 People Who Can't Think of It Until Death (2)

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"Uncle Master, there must be a way to save Master, right? I went to Jiyu to find the Holy Ancestor Medicine King. He has an elixir of living dead flesh and bones in his hand, and he will definitely be able to save Master!"

Ci'en took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"If the Holy Ancestor Medicine King can be found, then the senior brother may indeed still have a chance to survive. But now the senior brother has run out of fuel, and if he can't get up in one breath, I am afraid that even the Medicine King will be too late."

"Old Na will do everything in his power to hold the breath of Senior Brother. Shanhui, you should take the elders out first! By this time tomorrow, if Old Na succeeds, you will immediately set off to the Extreme Realm to find the Holy Ancestor Medicine King. If Old Na fails , alas... that may all be God's will."

Shan Hui looked at Ci En's eyes full of gratitude. His legs had been abolished by Luo Yunxiao. At this time, he couldn't kneel down and could only kowtow deeply towards Ci En.

All the monks in the room knelt down and bowed down, looking at Ci En's eyes full of admiration and hope.

When Bodhidharma was defeated, they thought the sky was falling.

Heart full of pain and despair.

But now they realize that Master Uncle Ci'en's cultivation is not much weaker than that of Bodhidharma. As long as he is still around, the Great Compassion Temple will not collapse.

The door of the hall was slowly closed.

Ci En sat cross-legged in front of Bodhidharma, and tapped the wooden fish lightly in his hand.

When even a ray of light came out, it enveloped the whole room.

Kind eyes stared at Bodhidharma, who was pale and unconscious with his eyes closed.

I don't know if it was because of the flickering light and shadow in the room, but a faint blue light flashed from the bottom of those turbid eyes.

The next moment, he lowered his eyes, and his fingers quickly formed one complicated and strange spell mark after another.

As more and more spells are formed.

A small black hole appeared on Ci'en's chest.

This black hole seems to be impossible to see to the end, rotating gently, getting bigger and bigger.

Threads of black air wafting out of the hole wrapped around Bodhidharma's body like poisonous snakes.

Bodhidharma's originally calm and dead face showed an expression of pain and struggle.

He groaned and opened his eyes.

Seeing the kindness sitting across from him, he couldn't help himself for a while, and his turbid eyes opened slightly: "Junior brother, you...what are you doing?!"

When Ci En heard the words, he also opened his eyes and showed a shallow smile: "Senior brother, are you awake? Actually, you shouldn't have woken up. Isn't it more peaceful and happier to go to death in ignorance?"

Bodhidharma's face changed: "Ci'en, what do you want to do?!"

He looked down suddenly, feeling the terrifying energy entwined in his body.

There was a look of anger on his face: "[Seizure of the Gods]!! Kindness, how could you know such a vicious spell?!"

The [Seizure of the Gods] is to completely plunder a person's cultivation base and spiritual soul onto oneself, without any sequelae that cannot be integrated.

This [curse] is really too sinister, so the conditions to be fulfilled are extremely difficult.

First, the person must be extremely proficient in [mantras].

Even in the [Juli Tribe], which is famous for its [curse], almost no one can do it.

Secondly, the strength of the person casting the curse must be on par with the person who was cursed, and without the opponent's resistance, they must complete all the curse marks, so that they will not be attacked by the [Seizure Curse].

And such a person must be someone close to him.

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