Chapter 4290
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"Martial Uncle, there must be a way to save Master, right? I'll go to the Polar Domain to find the Sacred Ancestor Medicine King. He has an elixir that can bring the dead back to life. He can definitely save Master! "
Ci 'en took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind.
"If we can find the Sacred Ancestor Medicine King, then Senior Brother may have a chance to live. But now Senior Brother is like a lamp without oil. If he doesn't breathe, I'm afraid that even if the Sacred Ancestor Medicine King arrives, it will be too late. "
"I will use all my strength to hang on to Senior Brother's last breath. Shan Hui, take the Elders out first! By this time tomorrow, if I succeed, you will immediately go to the Polar Domain to find the Sacred Ancestor Medicine King. If I fail, alas … maybe it's God's will. "
Shan Hui looked at Ci 'en with gratitude. His legs had been crippled by Luo Yunxiao, so he couldn't kneel now. He could only kowtow to Ci' en.
All the monks in the room knelt down and looked at Ci 'en with worship and hope.
When Bodhidharma was defeated, they thought the sky had collapsed.
Their hearts were full of pain and despair.
But now they realized that Martial Uncle Ci 'en's cultivation was not much weaker than Bodhidharma's. As long as he was alive, Dabei Temple would not collapse.
The door of the main hall was slowly closed.
Ci 'en sat cross-legged in front of Bodhidharma. He gently knocked the wooden fish in his hand.
Immediately, a ray of light emitted and enveloped the whole room.
Ci 'en's eyes stared unblinkingly at the pale, unconscious Bodhidharma in front of him.
He didn't know if it was because of the flickering light in the room, but a faintly discernible blue light flashed in the bottom of his turbid eyes.
The next moment, he lowered his eyes and quickly formed a complicated and strange seal with his fingers.
As more and more runes were formed, more and more seals were formed.
A small black hole appeared in Ci 'en's chest.
This black hole seemed bottomless. It gently rotated, getting bigger and bigger.
Wisps of black gas floated out of the hole and wrapped around Bodhidharma's body like poisonous snakes.
Bodhidharma's originally calm and still face showed a painful expression.
He groaned and opened his eyes.
Seeing Ci 'en sitting across from him, he couldn't come to his senses for a moment. His turbid eyes slightly widened. "Junior brother, you … what are you doing?!"
Hearing this, Ci En also opened his eyes and revealed a shallow smile. "Senior Martial Brother, you're awake? Actually, you shouldn't have woken up. Isn't it more peaceful and blissful to walk towards death in ignorance? "
Bodhidharma's expression changed. "Cien, what are you doing?!"
He abruptly lowered his head and felt the terrifying energy twining around his body.
His face was filled with shock and anger. "Soul-Stealing Curse!! Ci 'en, how could you know such a vicious curse?! "
The Spirit-snatching Curse could completely plunder a person's cultivation and divine soul into one's own body without any sequelae of incompatibility.
This [Curse Technique] was too insidious and heaven-defying, so it was extremely difficult to achieve the conditions.
First of all, this person must be extremely proficient in [Curse].
Even in the Jiuli Tribe, which was famous for its [Curse Technique], almost no one could do it.
Secondly, the strength of the person who cast the curse must be comparable to that of the person who was cursed. Moreover, the person who cast the curse must complete all the seals without the other party resisting. Only then would the person not be counterattacked by the [Soul-Stealing Curse].
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