C363 Down the Mountain

"As you wish!"

Lee Yihong was shocked once again. He recalled the scene of Sung'er striking the White Bone Demon with lightning halfway up the mountain. Although it was not very powerful, it made Lee Yihong feel a strange and horrifying aura.

He didn't expect it to be the power of the ancient 'curse' that was integrated with the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain. It was the power of the ancient 'curse' that Wu Zang had used to analyze after sacrificing twelve celestial bodies.

"You are the first person to know Sung'er's secret. I am telling you this because of your mysteriousness. It is also because of your uniqueness that I have changed my mind."

The three of them looked at Lee Yihong and said, "The innate cursed body is destined to die prematurely. Even if a large sect outside the starry sky were to nurture it, it would still be difficult for it to grow. At most, it would only be able to cultivate one Senior Magus. There is a limit to what it can achieve, no matter how high it is."

"However, the cursed body is like a natural saint Magus in Wu Clan. No matter if it is cultivating the power of a white witch or the evil power of a black witch, they would be able to do it with ease. They would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort and make great progress in their cultivation. They are even regarded as the saintess of the Wu Clan. "

"Sung'er has also obtained the approval of the twelve mysterious ancient witch characters of the Wu Clan. Sung'er is my hope."

"Her cultivation only needs to develop her cursed limbs and comprehend the mysteries of the ancient words" Curse. "The only thing that needs to be tempered is the soul. If the soul is not strong enough, it will be difficult for her to control the power of the word" Curse. ""

" So I need your help to let Sung'er leave with you until Sung'er can truly merge with the power of the "curse" or form the sacred embryo. Only then will I have hope! "

The people of Ancient Shaman Mountain looked at Lee Yihong with sparkling eyes.

"Leave with me?"

Lee Yihong was shocked. He had never thought that the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain would allow Sung'er, who had merged with the ancient witch's words, to leave with him.

"Don't worry. Apart from you, that skeleton demon will also protect Sung'er with his life. I will make him swear a blood oath. If Sung'er dies, his soul will scatter."

The eyes of the people from Ancient Shaman Mountain were like an ancient well that had never moved for ten thousand years, causing Lee Yihong's soul to tremble slightly.

"Grandpa, Sung'er, don't leave you. I want to stay by Grandpa's side."

The little girl with cow horn braids, Sung'er, tightly hugged the wrists of the people from Ancient Shaman Mountain.

"Master."

The shrunken Purple Thunder Lion Beast also looked at the Ancient Shaman Mountain man.

"Sung'er, if you want to help Grandpa, get stronger as soon as possible. Grandpa still has three thousand years."

"But three thousand years is too short. You have to fight day and night. The power of Witch Zang has already locked onto my direction. Perhaps he will sense me in the next moment."

The man from Ancient Shaman Mountain reminded him slightly, as if he was telling Lee Yihong.

"Three thousand years is too short!"

Lee Yihong's heart slightly trembled. He secretly thought about the emotions of the people from Ancient Shaman Mountain.

Three thousand years in the mouths of the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain was like a real person who had left the realm and sighed over three years of time. What kind of vision and breadth of mind was this? Just the realm of that spirit alone was beyond Lee Yihong's reach.

"Senior, that... Sung'er left the Ancient Shaman Mountain, won't she be sensed by Wu Zang?"

Lee Yihong looked at Sung'er, who had her hair tied up in a bull's horn, and couldn't help but feel puzzled. Not even the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain could walk out of the Senior Magus Soul Formation. Even if Sung'er had merged with the power of the word "curse," she should still have a trace of Qi in her body. Once she left the Senior Magus Soul Formation, logically speaking,wu Zang should have sensed her.

"The power of the cursed body is not something you can imagine. Moreover, after merging with the power of the word 'curse', Sung'er's soul is changing. I didn't deliberately hide the Qi of Sung'er's original Dao body."

"The life of a person who has a higher cultivation level than Sung'er can see some clues. But even if it is Wu Zang, as long as he is not too close, he will not be able to see the power of the word" curse "that Sung'er merged with."

"He would only think that Sung'er was born with a cursed body that was suitable for practicing the Black Sorcery."

The people from Ancient Shaman Mountain looked at Lee Yihong. "Young man, that friend of your Fate Master has gone into seclusion, but it is not that easy to form a Fate Pill. You guys should go down the mountain first."

"Grandpa, Sung'er and Sung'er will definitely become stronger."

The little girl with the bull horn braids, Sung'er, seemed reluctant to leave, but she seemed to know something. A resolute gaze instantly covered her reluctance.

"En, Sung'er. Grandpa said that you are Grandpa's hope, the hope of Wu Clan. Your innate cursed body has determined that you are extraordinary. If you are willing to be ordinary, you will be punished by the heavenly punishment."

The old hand of the Ancient Shaman Mountain man touched Sung'er's delicate face, but revealed a loving smile.

"Go. The outside world belongs to you. Grandpa is looking forward to your growth."

"Hua ~!"

The space suddenly twisted and swept around Lee Yihong and Sung'er.

"Grandpa, Sung'er will definitely come back to treat your injuries. She will definitely become stronger and kill Wu Zang."

Sung'er, who had a pink face, left a strong look in her eyes. She did not look like a seven or eight-year-old girl at all.

"Thank you very much, man from Ancient Shaman Mountain!"

Lee Yihong once again cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the man from Ancient Shaman Mountain.

"Hua ~!"

The spatial zone rolled up and Lee Yihong and Sung'er, who was holding the shrunken Purple Thunder Lion Beast in her arms, disappeared in an instant. It was as if they had been swallowed by a vortex and disappeared without a trace like the War Devil.

"The luck of the academy is truly boundless. In a small branch of this tiny Chaos Origin Heavenly Body, there is a genius who has obtained the recognition of Winged Dragon's bloodline. He even has a master following him, and he can even pass the Grand Wizard Soul Array.

Looking at the vast void, the old and deep eyes of the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain flashed with a bright light. Behind them, in front of a tightly shut cave, a few herbs were swaying slightly.

"Huala ~!"

Lee Yihong felt like he was being swept away by a force similar to a teleportation formation. However, this force was so powerful that it made Lee Yihong's body unable to move. Even his True Qi, consciousness, and thoughts were frozen.

If it wasn't for the fact that his powerful mind could sense it, he wouldn't have been able to sense that he was being swept away by the force of the Ancient Shaman Mountain. He would have fallen into a state of time restriction.

Halfway up the mountain of Ancient Shaman Mountain, a spatial whirlpool suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of the stone tablet that was inscribed with the words "Ancient Shaman Mountain."

"Huala ~!"

The vortex shrunk and spat out a person wearing a Daoist robe. In the middle of the belt, there was a young man with the word 'heaven' in the Eight Trigrams symbol, and a seven or eight year old little girl with a jade carving on her waist.

"What!?"

"It's Lee Yihong. It's the Lee Yihong who crossed the stone monument and broke into the Ancient Shaman Mountain. He, he actually didn't die!"

"What? It really is Lee Yihong!"

"And that little girl called Sung'er by the White Bone Demon Xie Lang!"

"They were actually swept down by the spatial vortex. This only happened after they were rescued by the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain!"

"Lee Yihong said earlier that he was trying to save his friend who was in a coma. It seems like his friend has already been saved by the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain."

"Strange, why did Lee Yihong come out with Sung'er?"

"People of Ancient Shaman Mountain, save my master!"

"Someone from Ancient Shaman Mountain,i beg you to save me."

......。

Lee Yihong and Sung'er's appearance had shocked the people who were waiting at the mountainside. If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't do anything here, if it wasn't for Lee Yihong's reputation, all the Nirvana Stage warriors present would have asked Lee Yihong what was going on.

Some of the old men who were emitting a deep Qi looked at Lee Yihong with sharp eyes. The spiritual energy between their brows was trembling slightly, and it almost covered Lee Yihong. However, it was as if they were afraid of Lee Yihong. In the end, they didn't attack. Instead, they slowly withdrew their Qi and looked at Ancient Shaman Mountain.

"En? Elder Xue has already left?"

Lee Yihong scanned his surroundings, but he didn't find Elder Xue who came with him. He also didn't see the White Bone Demon,xie Lang, and the Combat Devil that was swept away by the people of Ancient Shaman Mountain.

"Grandpa, Sung'er will be back soon. She will help you recover your cultivation base!"

"Bang ~!"

While Lee Yihong was shocked, Sung'er, who was next to Lee Yihong, suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Ancient Shaman Mountain.