Curse?
For Hongzhan, it was also easy to solve, the cursed qi contained the luck of doom, which could be refined into the light of calamity.
Low-level curses can refine low-level calamity light, and saint curses should be able to refine into higher-level calamity light, right?
It just so happened that his eye of judgment had this special ability.
Hong Zhan sensed for a while and found that there were two kinds of cursed qi in the body of the Long-Eyebrowed Buddha, although they were both purple, but they repellent each other and had different auras.
The first purple qi was swimming around his soul, but the second purple qi was deeply enveloping his soul.
Obviously, the first purple qi was the seven-day death curse.
"Let's solve the seven-day death spell first." Hong Zhan said.
"What?" The long-eyebrowed Buddha wondered.
The next moment, he felt a sudden suction force appear in his body, and with a bang, it seemed that something that made him extremely bad was leaving his body, and he saw the first purple qi in his body, which was constantly pouring into Hong Zhanmei's heart and being introduced into the Eye of Judgment.
"Is it a seven-day death spell?" The Buddha with long eyebrows was surprised.
In this way, it lasted for an hour, and with a buzz, the first purple qi all entered Hong Zhan's body, and the long-eyebrowed Buddha suddenly felt another burst of relaxation all over his body.
"Okay, solved. However, there are still six times, and in the next few days, I will continue to help you draw the seven-day death spell." Hong Zhan said.
Hong Zhan could sense that the purple qi just now was extracted by the Eye of Judgment to produce some black impurity-like gas, which was compressed and sealed in the sea of blood by him, leaving only a purple light mass that slowly rotated in his Eye of Judgment.
"Can you really peel off the seven-day death curse?" The Buddha with long eyebrows was surprised.
"Is this mantra unsolvable?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
"It's not that you can't solve it, but you need a saint or a powerful spell master to break the spell, are you a spell master?" The long-eyebrowed Buddha said in astonishment.
"Spellmaster?" Hong Zhan was stunned.
This is the first time he has heard of it, what kind of profession is this?
"You don't know?" The long-eyebrowed Buddha said in surprise.
"I just learned some special skills, and I don't know the curse master, is it specialized in cultivating curses?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
"Yes, spell masters are very rare, they are the same as usurpers, they are all cultivating luck, cultivating curses, following the law, and the power is extremely terrifying, I have never seen it, I just heard the master mention it." The Buddha with long eyebrows said.
"Oh?" Hong Zhan showed curiosity.
Lu Qi also nodded and said: "I have also heard that the luck cultivated by the spell master is different from ours, it is more evil, the spell master generally does not live long, but the power they exert is extremely terrifying, oh yes, Sister Chen and Sister Bai, a bit like the spell master."
Hong Zhan was stunned, Bai Susu and Chen Suxin, the luck and bad luck of cultivation, are they spell masters?
The long-eyebrowed Buddha analyzed: "Hong Daoyou, maybe the exercises you practice are the exercises of the spellmasters."
"Maybe, but I think there is still a very strong curse in your body?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
"Can you sense it?" The Buddha with long eyebrows was surprised.
"Yes, I feel that this curse is eroding your body and soul, but the degree of erosion is not as good as the Seven Days Death Curse, but if it continues like this, it will also make your soul rupture and you will have no way to recover." Hong Zhan said.
The Buddha with long eyebrows nodded and said: "That's right, that is a saint's curse given to me by my master, and it is also the curse that scared away Changfeng before."
Xu Guangzu said curiously: "Isn't that saint's curse in the guardian formation of the Blood Suppression Star, why is it in your body?"
"That curse has always existed in the space of my heart, every time I cast it, that curse will erode my body, and the master told me to use it less, but sometimes, I have to use it again." The long-eyed Buddha smiled bitterly.
"This saint curse can be used many times?" Hong Zhan said curiously.
"Yes, it can be used separately, just like the Seven Days of Death Spell can be cast seven times. I have used nearly half of this curse, and the amount of curse qi left can at most deal with another person who has entered the Great Luo Golden Immortal." The Buddha with long eyebrows explained.
Xu Guangzu said curiously: "In other words, if you used this curse to deal with Changfeng last time, it would be gone?"
The Buddha with long eyebrows nodded and said, "Yes, this is also the reason why I didn't cast it last time. After casting, I will no longer have a saint's curse to deter external demons. Moreover, I will be eroded deeper by the curse."
"They said that this saint's curse cannot be used in the days when the saint's tomb is opened?" Xu Guangzu asked curiously.
"That was deliberately spread by me to disturb the audio-visual in exchange for peace at other times." The Buddha with long eyebrows said.
"You people who play with their brains are really sinister." Xu Guangzu smiled.
Hong Zhan looked at the long-eyed Buddha and said: "This curse is given to me, I will deal with the external demons."
"You?" The Buddha with long eyebrows was stunned.
"Anyway, they have to be used to deal with foreign demons, and it's the same for me. After cleaning up this batch of external demons, we will also clean up the sea of Shura blood, and then, you are ready to go with me to the Great Green Immortal Dynasty." Hong Zhan smiled.
The Buddha with long eyebrows was silent for a while and nodded.
If it weren't for Hong Zhan, he would have died, and he was also going to entrust this saint curse to Hong Zhan or Lu Qi, after all, his disciples could not bear this curse.
However, he suddenly had a feeling that Hong Zhan's "bragging bull" might come true?
"There is Emperor Lao Hong." The long-eyebrowed Buddha said with a serious expression. His name has also changed.
Hong Zhan slapped the long-eyed Buddha on the shoulder again, and forcibly extracted the second curse qi with the eyes of judgment.
Buzz! The second kind of cursed qi quickly poured into Hong Zhan's eyebrows.
"Release the curse of the saint of the space of the heart, I can bear it." Hong Zhan said.
"Emperor Hong be careful." The Buddha with long eyebrows said.
Buzz! A huge purple qi rushed straight towards the flood battle.
The Eye of Judgment bloomed with dazzling red light, absorbing this huge purple qi with all its might. In the rumble, all these second purple qi were included in the Eye of Judgment.
This cursed aura was so huge that even the Buddha with long eyebrows was shocked when he saw it, but Hong Zhan's calm expression made him even more shocked.
Emperor Hong's ability is too exaggerated, right?
Without curses and sinful karma, the long-eyed Buddha felt comfortable all over his body, and his whole body was full of golden light.
"You recover first, and I will be in meditation for a while." Hong Zhan said.
"Okay!" The Buddha with long eyebrows nodded.
He crossed his knees and meditated.
Hong Zhan also crossed his knees, with Lu Qi and Xu Guangzu guarding the Dharma.
The second curse qi entered the eye of judgment, and the eye of judgment was refining it, but this cursed qi was a little irritable, and several times it wanted to rush out of the eye of judgment, but it was suppressed by the eye of judgment and the power of heaven.
During the refining process, some useless impurity black qi was sealed in the sea of blood by Hong Zhan, and the remaining part was slowly refined into a huge purple light mass.
The purple light mass could not condense and kept turning.
At this time, Hong Zhan seemed to feel something, and attracted the blue magatama stored in the Eye of Judgment and poured it into it. It was the light of the emperor-level calamity, and now it was of little use to Hongzhan, but it could make up for the lack of this purple light cluster.
After seeing this purple light melt into most of the blue magatama balls, the purple light mass slowly condensed, and with a buzz, it turned into a purple magatama ball.
The purple magatama looked ordinary, but Hong Zhan could guess that this was a stronger light of calamity, he had heard that on top of the light of emperor-level calamity, there was also a god-level light of calamity, which could cause Da Luo Jinxian to suffer.
This should be the light of the god-level calamity.
"Okay!" Hong Zhan was overjoyed.
In his eyes of judgment, there was now a purple magatama, several blue magatamas, and another unformed purple light, which was refined from the seven-day death spell, and at this moment, they were all completely suppressed by the eye of judgment.
Hong Zhan opened his eyes and woke up from meditation.
Not far away, the Buddha with long eyebrows also woke up, stood up and bowed solemnly to Hong Zhan and said: "Thank you, Emperor Hong."
"How do you feel now?" Hong Zhan asked.
"It's better than ever." The long-eyebrowed Buddha said excitedly.
"I think it's best for you to stay the same." Hong Zhan said.
The long-eyed Buddha moved and said: "Emperor Hong means, I continue to pretend to be dying, paralyzing the external demons and the long wind?"
Hong Zhan nodded and said: "Yes, Zhi Lao among the external demons is a powerful wise man, if he knows that I have helped you resolve the crisis, he will definitely lie dormant, and even invite a stronger one. So, you'd better fake death. Next, let the disciples of the Blood Suppression Holy Realm listen to my orders, and I will deal with the external demons."
The Buddha with long eyebrows nodded and said: "Okay! Next, trouble Emperor Hong."
The next moment, he sat limp, his face like wax paper, and he looked dying.
Seeing that the Buddha with long eyebrows entered the play so quickly, Hong Zhan also laughed, the Buddha with long eyebrows was pedantic, not stupid, on the contrary, extremely smart.
Not long after, the palace door was opened, and all the monks outside the hall poured in.
After some parting crying, the Long-Eyed Buddha entrusted all the disciples of the Blood Suppression Holy Realm to Hong Zhan, and also gave the control order symbols of the large formations in various places of Hong Zhan, and even the entry and exit order symbols of the Flame Wind Saint Tomb.
Some disciples of the Blood Suppression Holy Realm were a little dissatisfied, but more disciples obeyed the words of the Long-Eyed Buddha and continued to worship Hong Zhan, ensuring that they would listen to Hong Zhan's orders next.
This news quickly spread to the outer demon base.
Zhi Lao, Changfeng, and Ding Shanhai looked at an intelligence document and were solemn for a while.
"Zhi Lao, is this news reliable? Your subordinates, can you mix into the Blood Suppression Star? Then why did you work so hard before?" Changfeng said curiously.
Zhi Lao shook his head and said: "Those who take refuge in us, even if they blend into the Blood Suppression Star, can only be marginal people with the weakest cultivation and the lowest status, otherwise, they will be deduced by the other party. I can only get some leftover news, and I can't do anything."
"It's good, I can get such news." Changfeng smiled.
Ding Shanhai frowned and said: "This long eyebrow, what a great courage, actually entrusted the Blood Suppression Holy Realm to an outsider, entrusted to Hong Zhan?"
"He is so courageous, but once he dies, the Blood Suppression Holy Realm will be a plate of loose sand, and the time is too short, and it is impossible for Hongzhan to unite them." Zhilao said.
"That's right, there is less than half a month left, and the Blood Suppression Holy Realm is over." Ding Shanhai looked forward to it.
"Changfeng Buddha, next, you continue to worship and ensure that Changmei dies." Zhi Lao said solemnly.
"Don't worry, if he is cursed to die for seven days, he will definitely die." Changfeng said.