My cultivation script went astray

Chen Lang came to the shelf next to him, ready to look for magic tools.

"This is the Natian Ring, as long as it is used." Zhong Shiji saw Chen Lang standing in front of a wooden shelf, reaching out to touch the gray ring, and then introduced it.

But Chen Lang only touched it for a moment, then retracted his hand and walked forward.

Zhong Shiji had to follow him, but Chen Lang only took one step, stopped again, and put his hand on a black whip.

"My friend, you have good eyesight." Zhong Shiji smiled, "This is the bloodthirsty whip, which will fester if it touches the skin. There is Nine Nether Cold Iron on it, which is indestructible."

Chen Lang retracted his hand again, continued to move forward, and touched the next weapon.

Zhong Shiji didn't understand what it meant to just touch it?

"This is the Thunder Suppression Talisman."

Chen Lang's movements were faster this time, and his fingers left as soon as they were in one place. Zhong Shiji was too lazy to introduce it. There were many treasures here. He was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Period, and any one he took out was a top-grade one, so he could pick whatever he wanted.

Only Chen Lang's identity was special. If it were someone else, even a disciple of the Zhong family, he would have been driven out just for this attitude.

"You don't have anything good here." Chen Lang said after touching a whole row of shelves.

Zhong Shiji got angry and said, "What kind of treasure do you want?"

"Something that can kill Jindan monks."

Chen Lang's idea was very simple. Others in the ancestral worship had means beyond the foundation building, so we must also get one.

But he activated the system and touched more than a dozen, all of which showed question marks, that is, nameless equipment.

Zhong Shiji understood when he heard it. He came to another shelf, "This is the Golden Bell Cover, which has a very strong protective power. If a Jindan monk attacks you, just open it, you will be unharmed, and you can even resist several times."

"Only defense, not attack? This can't kill Jindan monks." Chen Lang shook his head, "No."

Do I look like the kind of person who lacks life?

Zhong Shiji thought about it, went to the next place, and took out a lotus-shaped object, which was glowing with black light. "This is the Heart-piercing Divine Lotus, which contains powerful divine power. As long as you inject true essence, it can shoot countless steel needles, like flying swords. Even if a Jindan-stage cultivator comes, he will be afraid of it."

"Can it kill Jindan cultivators?"

"It can hurt." Zhong Shiji said.

"No."

Chen Lang scanned it and was very disappointed. "I said to kill Jindan cultivators, not hurt them. Is there no one here who can do it?"

Zhong Shiji really couldn't stand it, and said in a deep voice: "Jindan cultivators are tempered by Taoism, how can they be so easy to kill? Why don't you take a look at your realm first?"

A mere mid-stage foundation-building cultivator keeps saying that he wants to kill Jindan cultivators. Is that reasonable?

Do you know how difficult it is to cultivate Jindan in this world?

"If you don't have it, just owe it first. I'll talk to you next time I need it." Chen Lang said. There are still treasures here, but they don't meet his needs.

"There is something that can kill Jindan cultivators. Do you want to see it?"

Zhong Shiji didn't want him to go through this again. He remembered something.

"Why don't you take it out earlier?" Chen Lang was excited. If there is a good thing, why don't you say it earlier?

Zhong Shiji came to a shelf in the corner and took something from the top.

It was a bronze bell, covered with dust.

The bell was not big, but it could be held in the palm of your hand, but it was filled with a ball of cotton cloth and wrapped with ropes several times.

"This is the curse bell, which can cast a curse."

Chen Lang took the bell and stretched out his hand to pull the rope away, but was stopped by Zhong Shiji.

"No." He said.

"How can I know if I don't try it." Chen Lang said.

Zhong Shiji shook his head, "Can you listen to my explanation first?"

"Okay." Chen Lang nodded.

Zhong Shiji organized his words and said:

"As long as the caster infuses the true essence into this bell, it will ring when it is shaken. If it rings, all living beings in the surrounding area will be cursed and killed by divine punishment.

The divine punishment cannot be resisted or avoided. The only way is to leave the cursed area immediately and the curse will be lifted."

Finally, he successfully introduced one, and he felt extremely happy.

"Can it kill Jindan monks?"

"Yes." Zhong Shiji said, "It ignores the realm, even Yuanying monks are the same, unless they leave the cursed area as soon as possible."

"Really?" Chen Lang didn't believe it. Killing Yuanying? Even if you are awesome, you can't brag like this.

"Really." Zhong Shiji said, "After all, its previous owner was a Yuanying monk."

At this time, the system prompt came late.

[Cursed Bell]

[The legendary magic weapon that hurts one thousand and hurts the enemy eight hundred.]

The ellipsis is built-in by the system.

Zhong Shiji also explained, "But there is a big problem with this item. The person who rings the bell will also be cursed, and wherever he goes, the curse will follow him until he is killed.

When I brought it back, I killed several people in succession. Later, no one dared to use it, and it was sealed here.

This is the only thing I have that can help you defeat the golden elixir. Are you sure you want it?"

"Yes, of course, this is it."

Chen Lang took a look and thought that if it was true, it would be a good thing.

"You don't have to answer too early."

Zhong Shiji shook his head, "This bell can only be rung once in a lifetime, because as long as your opponent successfully escapes from the curse range, he can save his life, but the person who rings the bell cannot, because the curse will follow him until he dies."

"It doesn't matter, can you find someone to try it?" Chen Lang said.

He didn't try it himself, after all, life is still very precious.

"Okay."

Zhong Shiji saw that Chen Lang had said goodbye, so he stopped trying to stop him and shouted to the servant:

"Go to the jail and escort a few heavy criminals out."

...

Soon, the people were arranged.

Several ragged heavy criminals were escorted up and chained to a dragon head sculpture with black gold chains.

"All people within three miles are cleared."

After a while, the servant came back, untied the shackles on their hands, untied their cultivation, and stood aside to supervise.

"You, untie the bell." Zhong Shiji stood at a distance with his hands behind his back and said to a prisoner.

The prisoner holding the bell was dazed, untied the rope wrapped around the bronze bell, and took out the cotton stuffed inside, revealing a golden and delicate ball.

"Inject your true energy and shake it." Zhong Shiji said, then stepped back and signaled Chen Lang to step back.

The prisoner executed as required, and a crisp bell sounded.

"Dingdangdang~"

The sound was like a wind chime, ringing in everyone's ears, even if they were far away, they heard the same sound.

"Shake it." The prisoner said.

"It's okay." Chen Lang said.

Zhong Shiji just stared at him without saying anything.

Suddenly, the prisoner screamed and covered his face with his hands.

Wrinkles appeared on his face, his skin cracked, and countless cracks appeared in an instant. No blood flowed out, only some gray dust blew out from inside.

His eyeballs turned gray and his hair turned into flying ash. He found something unusual and began to scream, but soon his voice became hoarse.

This strange breath quickly spread to the surroundings.

Dust sprinkled on his body, and the skin of several prisoners next to him also began to crack, and dust overflowed. Seeing that the person ringing the bell was half buried in the ground and turned into ash, they were extremely panicked and ran in all directions.

But the iron chain tied them up and they couldn't run far. The dragon head connected to them glowed and dragged them back.

"Ah!"

A prisoner roared, bursting out with the realm of perfect foundation building, and even some momentum that only Jindan cultivators have. He broke the chain and fled with a thigh that was cracking and emitting dust.

"Go back." The servant stopped him.

"Sir, please let me go! I am willing to be a slave, anything is fine!" The prisoner begged on the ground. He tried to mobilize his true energy to resist the erosion of the invisible force on his thigh, but it was ineffective. His breath was getting weaker and weaker.

The servant picked him up and threw him back far away, leaving him covered with strange dust and cracks everywhere.

The prisoner tried to crawl out again, dragging a pool of blood on the ground, but the blood quickly turned gray.

After crawling out a hundred feet, the servant threw him back again, and this time he couldn't get out again.

Chen Lang watched and took a few steps forward.

"Don't go over there, you are cursed and there is no cure." Zhong Shiji reminded.

"I know."

Chen Lang naturally knew that he just wanted to touch it briefly, so he stretched out his right hand, constructed the Sansheng Pan formation, and walked towards the center of the curse.

...