I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 601

Chapter 601: The curse descends!

Translator: 549690339

The aftermath of the lightning tribulation was still overbearing. With the village as the center, it spread in all directions.

The originally undamaged ground was instantly charred Black by lightning strikes. With the smell of smoke and fire, the mud began to have a glazed texture.

Even though Shi Wanli and the other four had retreated in time, they were still affected by the remaining power of the heavenly Tribulation and were swept away by the powerful force from behind.

Bang Bang Bang ...

The five of them crashed into countless trees and plants along the way, and finally crashed into the depths of the bushes before they climbed up in a sorry state.

Fortunately, they were already quite a distance away from the center of the Tribulation cloud, so their injuries weren’t serious.

They quickly got up, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw another round of tribulation lightning!

Shi Wanli’s expression changed. He hurriedly used a spell to support Ruan Yang and the others and continued to retreat. &Quot; “Keep retreating! Hurry up!”

Boom boom boom ...

The Thunder of tribulation roared, and the entire Island shook!

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At Zi village.

The white-haired and white-bearded village chief’s face was ashen. He led the villagers to search for those foreigners everywhere.

They were so anxious that they went from house to house and searched every inch. They even leaned against the wall of the empty house and poked the door open with a bamboo pole. They searched carefully. The dry well in the village, the wing-house that the villagers had not used for a long time, the small forest in the village ... There was nothing, nothing, none at all!

The village chief even brought people to the secret underground room, but they still found nothing. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

At this moment, the wandering cultivators were standing on the side of the road that the village had to pass through. They looked very relaxed.

“I really didn’t expect that this little smokescreen would be able to trick them into running in circles.”

“After all, they are all mortals. It would be strange if they could see through our disguise.”

&Quot; this place is weird. I thought these mortal-looking villagers would use some special means if they were forced into a corner ... &Quot;

“Strange! Why haven’t tower master Shi and the fairy maidens of su zhentian returned? Did something happen to him?”

“I don’t know. Actually, it’s good that they’re not back now. We can keep hiding. On the contrary, when they come back and know what happened, they will most likely call us over to draw lots.”

“That’s right. Now, it seemed that the most dangerous and strange place in the village was the funeral. As long as we don’t attend the funeral, nothing will happen.”

The wandering cultivators chatted without restraint. The village chief and the villagers ran back and forth beside them, their expressions more and more anxious. The last time, when the village chief staggered as he ran, his face was wet, and his chin was dripping with water. It was not even clear whether it was sweat or tears.

However, in the eyes of the ordinary people, the roadside was empty. They could not see the foreigners they were looking for at this moment. They were all standing there, watching their anxiety with cold eyes.

They even joked and laughed.

Seeing that he couldn’t find those foreigners anywhere, the village chief knew that things were bad. He counted the time and saw that the sun was about to set. He staggered into the underground secret room alone and came to the front of the God statue. He knelt beside the mourning woman and kowtowed repeatedly, praying for the immortal who had not responded for a long time to save Zi village.

However, as he begged, black spots quickly appeared on the village chief’s body, and his back quickly festered, bloated, and rotted ... In the end, he died in a horrifying way, just like a mourning woman.

Night had fallen!

In Zi village, as night fell, all the villagers rotted to death while crying.

When the women washing clothes by the river rinsed their clothes, they found that the meat on their hands had been rinsed into the river with the soap horn, and the White skeleton was quickly exposed. The farmer who was chopping wood in the house swung his axe, and his flesh and blood fell to the ground at the same time as the firewood. The children playing in front of the door chased each other, and blood and flesh covered the road ... At the end of the blood and flesh, there were a few small, immature skeletons that still maintained their running posture and slowly fell to the ground.

Aside from a few wandering cultivators who couldn’t bear to watch, most of the cultivators were indifferent.

The survival of rogue cultivators was generally difficult. They had long worn out a lot of sympathy under heavy pressure. Besides, they were just mortals, and there was something wrong with the village. It might be a good thing that these people died.

However, they soon discovered that black spots had also appeared on their bodies, which had already entered the path. Furthermore, they were beginning to rot at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The wandering cultivators were shocked!

After that, they began to take medicinal pills and cast healing spells, but no matter what they did, there was no effect.

“What’s going on?”

“Curse! This is the curse that the village chief mentioned!”

&Quot; we’re not villagers of this village, so why are we cursed?! &Quot;

For a time, they were in a mess.

At this moment, someone suddenly remembered and shouted, ” &Quot; what the village chief said just now might be true. One of us has broken the rules of the village! &Quot;

Originally, none of the wandering cultivators believed the village chief’s words.

After all, fairy Qiao of su zhentian had died inexplicably because she had trusted this village too much ...

But now, everyone was cursed. They couldn’t let go of any possibility of saving themselves.

Therefore, this sentence suddenly reminded everyone!

“Hurry up! Go and draw lots immediately!”

As he spoke, all the wandering cultivators immediately rushed to the village chief’s house.

However, after looking around, they couldn’t find the village chief at all. Fortunately, the bamboo tube used for drawing lots was in the inner room of the village chief’s house, so they found it very quickly.

At this moment, there were not many intact pieces of flesh on the bodies of the individual cultivators. They were rotten beyond recognition and in many places, white bones could be seen. If it was a mortal, at this point, they would have long lost their breath.

However, cultivators had strong vitality and could still hold on.

“Hurry up! Quickly draw your lots!” One of the cultivators grabbed the bamboo tube and shouted.

The other wandering cultivators didn’t have time to think and came up to draw lots in a hurry.

However, all the cultivators who had drawn the Fortune sticks felt a cold Qi suddenly descend and quickly surround their bodies.

Somehow, they felt the descent of another powerful curse.

That’s right, it was night, and all the bamboo lots had become sacrificial lots!

Bang, bang, bang ...

The individual cultivators clutched their sticks with unwillingness on their faces as they fell to the ground one after another ...

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The Tribulation lightning rolled.

A somber air filled the entire sang village.

Qiao ciguang’s dress was already blood-red, and there were even small blood pits under her feet. She was severely injured, but under the nourishment of the Tribulation power of the heavenly Tribulation, her injuries were rapidly recovering.

Not far ahead of him, the Sang village chief had been struck by several rounds of tribulation lightning. His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in dirt. He was in a very sorry state.

Most of the main hall had collapsed, and the decorations were covered with a layer of gravel. The original festive atmosphere had disappeared.

The only person who was not affected at all was the groom.

Just now, the Sang village chief had taken the heavenly Tribulation head-on several times, injuring himself, and also forcefully blocked the attacks for the groom.

The heavenly Tribulation had yet to end, but Qiao ciguang already had the upper hand.

No matter what ghostly tricks they used, they would all disappear under the might of the heavens!