"Ten years?" Yan Li said.
"Ten years," Gu Haiyuan said.
Receiving a definite answer was like pouring a bucket of ice water on his head, drenching Yan Li's body cold.
Revenge could not be rushed, could not be rushed.
He could only comfort himself in his heart.
Besides, he had yet to figure out the truth. It was possible that Yang Youyun was the mastermind behind everything …
He knew that he could no longer convince himself of this possibility. Because the Fengtian Sect was too suspicious; because the Dragon God Ring was too terrifying. Although Gu Caiwei did not ask about the "rune wall", he could not deceive himself.
"That long, fine." He accepted the reality. He could not find any trace of the Nether Lotus Divine Mother for the time being.
After he finished speaking, he noticed that Gu Haiyuan was staring at him with a strange gaze. He frowned and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because I realized that your guts are too big," Gu Haiyuan said.
Yan Li said, "What do you mean?"
Gu Haiyuan said calmly, "As far as I know, the Seed of Origin will only appear in the body of a veteran general. You were fighting for a veteran general when you were away from the city, but you dared to snatch something from Feng Jiu. Don't you think your guts are too big? "
"You've experienced it, haven't you?" Seeing that he could not hide it, Yan Li decided to come clean.
Gu Haiyuan said reproachfully, "According to Feng Jiu's personality, if your identity is exposed, he won't care if you are a prospective disciple of the Court Of Sword. Even if you are a disciple of the Court Of Sword, you will still die if you dare to harm the interests of the Court Of Sword behind his back!"
"If you are afraid to move forward, you will only regret it in the end," Yan Li said.
"Do you have a reason you must go?" Gu Haiyuan said.
"I don't want to discuss this anymore," Yan Li said with a frown.
"You don't have any respect for an old man like me!" Gu Haiyuan said angrily, "Do you know what it means to respect the old and cherish the young?"
Yan Li said coldly, "Should I let him go?"
Gu Haiyuan sensed the piercingly cold murderous intent and finally remembered that he couldn't provoke this little devil. He immediately controlled his temper and said unhappily, "I … I'm just reminding you."
His chaotic thoughts disturbed Yan Li's mind. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Dad, my matter is very complicated. I can't explain it in a short time. Don't ask. If you do my job well, I won't forget your reward."
"I know." Gu Haiyuan shrugged.
Yan Li paused for a moment, then tentatively raised his right hand and said, "Do you recognize this ring?"
"No, I don't." Gu Haiyuan shook his head.
"Do you know about the Black Blood Curse?" Yan Li asked.
"I don't know." Gu Haiyuan shook his head again.
Yan Li was a little disappointed. Since he had never heard of it, it was naturally impossible for him to know the method to dispel the curse. True, he was a Heavenly Smith Master, not a Heavenly Smith Curse Dispeller.
This curse shouldn't have much to do with talismans.
"What's the problem?" Gu Haiyuan asked.
Yan Li pondered for a moment, then said, "Dad, do you have any friends who are familiar with the demon world?"
"I do have one." Gu Haiyuan said.
"Who?" Yan Li asked.
"The owner of Clear Breeze Residence, Helian Xiongying." Gu Haiyuan said.
"What's his background?" Yan Li asked.
Gu Haiyuan said, "He's one of the few unaffiliated who participated in the Great War of Gods and Demons and survived. However, his Source Sea was damaged, so he's getting less with each passing day. If you have any questions, go find him and tell him that I recommended him. "
Yan Li immediately bid farewell and asked around before arriving at Clear Breeze Residence.
Clear Breeze Residence was a place for leisure. It mainly sold fragrant tea and had a good environment.
After learning that it was a friend of the owner's old friend who came to visit, the servant did not dare to delay and invited him into the inner room.
The inner room was elegantly decorated. Yan Li quickly met Helian Xiongying.
This was an old man past his prime, he seemed to be struggling to even walk. After learning that Yan Li was recommended by Gu Haiyuan, he became very friendly. "Grandmaster Gu's guest is also this Helian Xiongying's guest. — — quickly serve tea. "
The servant then left.
Yan Li wasn't in the mood for tea and small talk, so he went straight to the point: "Does senior know about the Black Blood Curse?"
Helian Xiongying's expression slightly changed, asking: "The Evil God Tower's Secret Art, Black Blood Curse?"
"Yes" Yan Li answered.
Helian Xiongying seemed to have returned to the past, and gradually revealed a look of melancholy. "That is a mystic art that is specifically targeted at human cultivators. I don't know how many great cultivators have died because they were accidentally planted with this curse."
"Does senior know the method to dispel the curse?" Yan Li's eyes lit up, he finally found someone who knew about it.
"The method to dispel the curse?" Helian Xiongying seemed to have thought of something, fear appeared in his murky old eyes, "Those who are cursed can't dispel it. Even if the person who cast the curse doesn't trigger it, he will explode and die half a year later. And his blood is already poisonous. Don't, don't let his blood come into contact with you, or else he will infect you with the curse … "
…
Yan Li didn't know how he left Clear Breeze Residence. He wandered aimlessly on the street like a homeless ghost.
Counting carefully, it had been more than three months since he was cursed.
At most three months, he would explode and die?
But why didn't his body feel anything?
What could he do in the remaining three months?
Go find her? If he could spend his last days with her, it would be a comfort. But what if he accidentally infected her with the curse?
Could it be that old man's alarmist talk?
His thoughts were in a mess, and he accidentally bumped into a passerby.
That passerby was tall and sturdy. Being bumped by Yan Li and being seen by a large number of passersby, he suddenly felt embarrassed and scolded angrily, "Damn you, don't you have eyes when you walk?"
Yan Li raised his head and glanced at him. Suddenly, with a strange look in his eyes, he said, "Are you a cultivator?"
"Nonsense, do you want to fight?" The passerby showed his strong muscles, and the True Qi faintly surged in his body.
Seeing someone fighting, a large number of passersby stopped and watched with interest. Some even shouted, "Beat him, beat him …" No one knew who they were talking to.
"You're unlucky!" A trace of scarlet flashed in Yan Li's eyes, and he smiled cruelly. Suddenly, he leaned forward and punched the opponent's abdomen before he could react.
The passerby felt his Qi and blood surging violently. His eyes rolled back and he almost fainted. But he was a martial artist after all, so he endured the discomfort and grabbed Yan Li's neck with a roar.
In his view, Yan Li's neck was as thin as a chick's, and he could turn defeat into victory with a casual pinch.
But Yan Li just raised his hand lightly and blocked his hand. At the same time, he reached out with a faster speed and grabbed his neck, lifting him up high.
That person was being strangled until he struggled wildly, fear gradually creeping up his face.
The onlookers saw Yan Li's appearance as if he was going to kill the passerby, and they all retreated in horror. Fighting was one thing, but killing was another.
"Quick, quickly go and inform the bad people's government!" They had never seen anyone who dared to kill people in broad daylight in White Water City, and they were all very scared.
Yan Li didn't kill the passerby. Instead, when he was about to suffocate to death, he threw him to the ground, and then stepped on his chest. He took out a small knife and pointed it at his finger.
No one knew what he was going to do.
"Do I only have three months left to live? Why don't you help me find out …?"
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