I make a contract with myself

"Can you solve the curse of the abyss?"

Qin Yichen stared at Sun Yan, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see into people's hearts.

He is the sect master of Xuanling Sect, an extremely young eighth-level elf envoy, and the eldest disciple of ancestor Lin Hui.

He was wearing a prince's robe and his hair was tied up with a crown. He looked like a handsome gentleman, but in fact he had the majesty of a man in power, and his expression was calm and majestic.

Perhaps because of the different cultivation paths, Sun Yan did not feel much oppression from Qin Yichen, at least not comparable to Duan Wenze.

Sun Yan immediately summoned Du. Facts speak louder than words.

Looking at the abyss ice bear in front of him and Sun Yan's lively appearance, he didn't look like a person who was cursed.

Qin Yichen was still hesitating, but Lin Xiaoyu had already searched Xiao Qing's soul while no one was paying attention.

By the time they found out, it was already too late.

Xiao Qing's painful scream made everyone except Sun Yan change their expressions.

The power of the curse spread, eroding and poisoning the two of them crazily.

Visible to the naked eye, Xiao Qing looked like a dying flower. Her skin became decayed, and black blood flowed from her seven orifices. In just a few moments, she became a dying old woman, about to die.

Sun Yan put on his mask and put his hand on Xiao Qing's head.

After a while, he shook his head: "In addition to the abyss curse, she also has other life-threatening curses, which can also be said to be restrictions. There is no way to save her."

"Hey, you are such an unworthy disciple, but you should come to save me as your master first!"

Lin Xiaoyu resisted the curse with her soul, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

On her fair skin, black curse lines were looming, obviously she couldn't hold on for long.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen and Chu Yue turned their heads at the same time.

Sun Yan felt that he was being targeted by two wild beasts. If he could not save his master, the two men would probably tear him apart.

"Evil, can you handle it?"

"Believe me."

The evil ghost stretched out his hand and touched Lin Xiaoyu's eyebrows with one finger.

One breath, two breaths...

The black curse marks on her body faded away like a tide, and her cheeks returned to rosy.

Lin Xiaoyu blinked, and the bone-gnawing pain originating from her soul disappeared. There were still some forbidden attacks left, but they posed no threat to her at all.

The abyss curse that has plagued Jinghong Continent for many years was solved so easily?

Sun Yan took back his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it?" Chu Yue asked nervously.

"Ask Master." Sun Yan shrugged.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Lin Xiaoyu smiled slightly and gave him a thumbs up: "My precious apprentice is really awesome!"

Chu Yue didn't believe it, so she took her senior sister out of the prison and conducted a detailed inspection.

After a while, the two returned to the prison, and she still looked incomprehensible.

Seeing this, Qin Yichen frowned: "How is it?"

"Sister, it's okay."

Chu Yue still had the same expression.

However, Qin Yichen could understand his junior sister, after all, even he didn't believe it.

He summoned a three-eyed black cat and stared at Lin Xiaoyu for a long time.

After a moment, the black cat shook his head, indicating that he could not detect the aura of the abyss curse.

In this case, Qin Yichen was temporarily relieved and asked about business: "Did you find anything in the soul search?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu put away her smile and said uncharacteristically seriously: "From her memory, the divine disciples have penetrated into the deacon level, especially the handyman disciples, who have the largest number."

Hearing this, Sun Yan couldn't help but complain: "It's been infiltrated into a sieve, and it's still a top force? A holy land for elves?"

"It was my dereliction of duty." Qin Yichen sighed.

"How to deal with the lurking god disciples?"

Lin Xiaoyu knew how much she weighed, and she just wanted to be a tool man, doing some soul-searching chores.

Anyway, she is the only Taoist in Xuanling Sect, and no elf can replace her!

In the next few days, the master and apprentice cooperated to search all the souls of those people and obtained a lot of information about the disciples of the gods.

Therefore, the organization of the Divine Disciples no longer has any secrets for Sun Yan.

The disciples of God have been brainwashed since childhood. In their world view, there is a supreme god.

He was betrayed by insignificant humans and trapped in the abyss.

The disciples of the gods have done a lot of bad things outside, but they have only one purpose, which is to save their gods, take revenge on humans, and rule the entire Jinghong Continent.

"It's a very common struggle for power, but the methods are a little disgusting."

Sun Yan commented like this.

The so-called god disciples not only have low qualifications, but also have no foresight. How can they accomplish great things by brainwashing children?

Relying on the curse that no one dares to touch, even when discussing matters online and offline, they never hide each other's identities. Once the soul is searched, everything will be exposed...

After so many years, I have only reached the level of deacon. The results obtained and the price paid are completely out of proportion.

The only thing that concerned him was the curse of the abyss.

Privately, Sun Yan and Xia Ling'er discussed this matter.

Although the sect leader asked him to keep it secret, he was Lin Xiaoyu's disciple. If his upper beam was not straight and his lower beam was crooked, it would be strange if he could be obedient!

"It's such an injustice that your father died." Sun Yan said with emotion.

If he had met him earlier, the emperor of Yuan Kingdom might not have died.

Now it seems that he can also find a divine disciple to save his life, which may cost some money, but compared with his own life, it is clear which one is more important.

Xia Ling'er was silent for a long time and said: "You said, if there are divine disciples in Xuanling Sect, how many divine disciples are there in the dynasty that was established next to the abyss?"

"Fuck!"

Sun Yan was stunned at first, but after he realized what he was doing, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting.

Therefore, Yuan Kingdom had actually ceased to be under the control of the royal family a long time ago, and the emperor's death was not entirely due to his pride.

What about Xia Changqing?

Does he know about this?

"How about confessing your identity to Master and seeking protection from the sect?" Sun Yan suggested.

"What is the sect's countermeasures for those divine disciples who have been lurking for a long time?" Xia Ling'er asked.

"Observe and monitor with a view to catching them all."

Hearing this, Xia Linger looked at him faintly.

Sun Yan was not stupid. He understood that this idea was a bit taken for granted, so he gave up the idea.

"Huh, don't talk about these disappointing things."

Xia Ling'er patted her moist cheeks, and after sorting out the chaotic thoughts in her heart, asked: "Are you participating in the sect's annual competition?"

"of course."

"Do you have enough mission points?"

"Originally it would be enough, but... well, let's not mention it."

"There are still two months until the sect's annual meeting, so you can save it slowly."

Xia Ling'er didn't even have the slightest intention of helping.

Sun Yan had been away for two months before, but she was not idle, and she was thriving in Xuanling Sect.

Of course, Xia Ling'er is smart.

Every time the mission points came to her account, she would use them up without giving Mo Tang a chance to take advantage of them.

Only Sun Yan was stupid, holding on to the mission points and not willing to spend them. As a result, before he could enjoy himself for a long time, they were all used to pay off debts.

As a third-level elf envoy, if you want to participate in the annual sect competition, you need to spend 300 mission points to register.

And the mission points he currently has are zero...