So the powerful man named the flute the Nine Curse and refined it into his own natal spiritual treasure, carrying it with him every day.

In the years that followed, because of their uniqueness, the reputation of the Nine Curse became increasingly greater in the world of Taoism. The description of the Nine Curse is like this: One song cuts off the soul and two songs, three songs kills the death and four songs die; five songs have no years in the next life, six songs are vast in humans and ghosts; seven songs condense evil spirits, eight songs chasing gods, and nine songs kill immortals.

As for whether the legend can directly kill the immortals at the ninth turn, no one knows whether this is true, because most people die after hearing the third and fourth songs, and no one can hear the ninth song. Apart from the powerful man who made magic weapons, no one can control the Nine Spell to the ninth turn.

Later, the world was turbulent and countless powerful people died. This amazing man could not escape and disappeared in the long river of time. However, the Nine Curves were passed down. Because of its huge power, it was fought over by many practitioners, including many evil practitioners, who used them to kill people.

The Nine Curves are the result of the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation, which itself carries the luck of the Sanxiao Empress. Later, it is nourished by the powerful spiritual energy. If it is time to produce spiritual wisdom, it will never stop once it is activated. Without the powerful help to cultivate the mind and cultivate the nature, it will gradually develop evil nature.

After causing countless bloody storms, the whereabouts of the Nine Curse were unknown and were obtained by a wealthy businessman. Later, the wealthy businessman became a monk because of love. One day he became a monk. He realized that the jade flute he had been playing with was so evil. So he built Nanshan Temple and left almost all his family wealth, just to use Buddhism to wash away the evil nature.

It’s a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Since then, many evil practitioners have come to hear the wind and try to take away the Nine Curse. The most recent one is five hundred years ago.

The Nine Qu Curse was quietly stolen by an evil cultivator, and a massacre that shocked the Taoist world in his hands was created. A large sect was killed overnight.

Later, the righteous faction joined forces and suffered heavy losses, so they barely subdued the evil cultivator. The Nine Curse was also taken back and stored in Nanshan Temple again to suppress it. They were washed by Buddhism day and night, hoping to wash away the evil spirits.

Fan Li's injury this time was related to the Nine Qu Curse, and the matter also talked about the previous incident of Yin Clan being killed.

Originally, Fan Li was entrusted by me to look for something unusual in the southern area. By chance, I met the head master again. However, Hai Province was not far from Southeast Asia, so it was normal to come a few occasionally. However, this large-scale made Fan Li suspicious and followed him quietly.

Following the mountain all the way to the foot of the Nanshan Temple, the group of surrenders suddenly disappeared. Fan Li was alert to the surrounding environment while heading up the mountain.

When he reached the hillside, the disappeared surrender appeared again and surrounded the vanity.

The two sides started fighting directly if they had a disagreement.

At first, Fan Li was eased, but two fists could not match four hands, and the lion was afraid of the pack of wolves. Gradually, he began to lose his energy, so he ran up the mountain while resisting.

Fan Li has been in the southern area for so long, and the monks are still familiar with each other. Seeing this, the host of Nanshan Temple immediately reached out to help.

The head master retreated and the presided over the presidency left Fan Li in the temple. When he was taking his pulse for him, he found that he had been surrendered at some point.

After the host said this, Fan Li suddenly understood the reason for his siege. In addition, the purpose of the surrendered masters was originally Nanshan Temple, so he stayed.

After two days of peace, Fan Li was already planning to say goodbye to the host. A stone the size of a basketball fell from the sky and fell into the pond in the backyard of Nanshan Temple. Then the entire temple began to earthquake, and something flew out from under the Buddha statue in the main hall and fell into the pond.

After the east and west fell into the pond, the water began to boil continuously, the entire mountain range began to shake, and the host's face was extremely serious.

The group of surrenders appeared as if they were sure. The young monks in the front hall were just ordinary people. The surrenders rushed into the backyard without any obstacles, and they were extremely vicious and killed by the attack.

The host's mind was on the boiling pool, so Fan Li had to take on the surrender again. Fortunately, he was very good at doing things, and this time he was not caught off guard. He was just in the same position as the surrenders when he tried his best to do everything possible.

The host sat cross-legged by the pond and began to recite scriptures. Countless golden scriptures flew out of the host's mouth and threw them into the pool water, but there was no effect. The pool water boiled more and more violently, and finally it directly raised a few meters high waves swept towards everyone.

The host's face suddenly changed, he rose up and avoided it. The wave head went straight to Fan Li, who was confronting the surrenders. In desperation, the host pulled down his robe and threw it out and dragged it back, but the surrenders disappeared.

The host robe is also a treasure passed down. After saving Fan Li, he became ragged and was obviously useless. Fan Li remained unconscious until Qi Tianchuan and I arrived.

Thinking of the mountain gate when I came in, I asked curiously, "What's going on with the ruins of the front hall? The little ghost of the savior should not have that great ability."

The host explained, "The pool water swept away the group of people and I was still not satisfied. I was ready to move to the two of you. Suddenly, lightning fell from the sky and struck the pond. The pool water did not dare to be arrogant anymore. The burned buildings were only affected by lightning and fire."

Qi Tianchuan asked Fan Li to have a good rest, and the host took us to the edge of the pond in the backyard. The water in the pond was still boiling, but it was always within the range of the pond.

I was curious and walked forward two steps forward. The six paths of reincarnation fragments I carried with me became hot. After I took them out, I found that it lit up the previous light again, indicating that the pond was related to the six paths of reincarnation fragments.

Qi Tianchuan also saw the abnormality of the fragments in my hand. After we looked at each other, we all jumped into the pond at the same time.

"What are you going to do?" The host grabbed us with one hand, "This pool of water is very dangerous now. Why do you act so rashly? What if something happens?"

Qi Tianchuan and I both knew that hosting was the compassion of the people in Buddhism, and silently saved their pants from the hosting.

Qi Tianchuan explained, "We naturally understand the master's concerns. It's just that we are the identities of the two of us. Fan Li should have told you, so we should go and have a look no matter what."

This sentence left the host without any reason to stop him. He could only put his hands together and pronounce the Buddha's chant, "Amitabha, since this is the case, I will no longer stop him. I can only recite scriptures for you here, and look forward to your return as soon as possible."

Taking a deep breath, Qi Tianchuan and I covered our golden light curse and jumped into the pool water.
Chapter completed!