Chapter 814.

Above the sickbed, Mo Han’s father is unconscious.

He was as thin as gold paper, his eyes were closed and his hair was white, anyone could see that he was not going to die soon.

In Wang Chen’s eyes, the old man was haunted by a layer of invisible black gas, as if he was possessed by an evil demon!

“This has been struck by the Fury Curse.”

Yao Lao’s voice resounded in Wang Chuan’s mind, “He can still live for three days at most.”

Wang Chen asked, “Elder, is there any way to undo the spell?”

Wang Chen didn’t know anything about medicine, but with the help of Yao Lao, a Yuan Ying True Immortal who had been reincarnated for twelve lifetimes, he was perfectly capable of playing the role of a divine doctor.

“Fellow Daoist Wang, is my father still saved?”

Seeing Wang Dust’s silence, Mo Han beside him asked with trepidation.

If Wang Dust also had no solution, then he could only watch his father lose his life.

“I’ll try.”

Wang Chen stepped forward and carefully observed the situation, then took out an elixir from his Sumeru Ring and stuffed it into Mo’s father’s mouth.

This elixir could not undo the bane spell that Mo’s father had been under, but it could preserve a mouthful of his vital energy from extinction.

And it could also enhance his vital energy.

The pill immediately transformed into an elixir in the mouth and flowed down the throat into the abdomen.

Although Mo’s father did not wake up, his face gradually regained some color.

He looked like he was about to recover.

Mo Han was instantly overjoyed.

However, this was only the beginning, immediately afterward, Wang Chen lifted his right palm and gently pressed it on Mo’s father’s forehead.

A trace of pure Innate True Qi was injected.

In this instant, the black qi that haunted Mo’s father was like a hornet’s nest that had been pierced, and it gathered towards Wang Chuan’s palm in a headlong rush, unexpectedly displaying the appearance of teeth and claws.

This was the counterattack of the Fury Curse!

Its evil thoughts were as solid as substance, causing Mo Han, who was on the side, to change his face, realizing how bad the situation was.

But Wang dust calmly fearless, let the heavy black gas wrapped his palm.

The black gas of the curse seemed to have a spirit, and even separated into countless slender tentacles, trying to drill into the pores of Wang Chuan’s skin!

But no matter how hard they tried, they could not succeed.

When all the black qi gathered over, Wang Chuan suddenly raised his palm and put his fingers together, then the curse black qi was pinched into a ball and gathered in the center of his palm.

The curse black gas was obviously not willing to be captured, it constantly twisted and struggled, but never able to break through Wang Chuan’s grasp.

Finally, it condensed into a thumb-sized black spider!

Wang Chuan flipped his wrist and held his palm, and the black spider went round and round on his palm and hissed.

Mo Han beside him was horrified, “What is this?”

“The Killing Spider.”

Wang Chen explained, “Your father was hit by its Fury Curse and became like this!”

“Killing Fury Spider?”

Mo Han’s face was extremely ugly, “I think I’ve heard of it before, Fellow Daoist Wang, did someone harm my father?”

Wang Dust nodded and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly closed.

Only a miserable hiss could be heard, and the Killing Fury Spider instantly flew away in the center of Wang Chuan’s palm!

Although this Bane Spell was powerful, where could it withstand Wang Chen’s power.

“Uh……”

Almost at the same moment, Mo’s father who was lying on the bed suddenly groaned and unexpectedly slowly opened his eyes.

“Father!”

Mo Han was overjoyed and immediately pounced on the bed, “You finally woke up!”

He had been suffering day and night for the past few days, and had once fallen into despair, but now the clouds had finally seen the light of day.

And Wang dust hand strangled the spell, following the trace of sensation that existed in the underworld, suddenly spit out the true words: “Break!”

As the saying goes, it’s not polite to come and go, since someone has laid out a plan to count himself through Mo Han, how could Wang Chen just take a beating and not fight back, and had no choice but to give the other side a little bit of color to see.

As soon as his words fell, in a secret room of Qing Yun Palace on Qing Yun Peak, a cultivator who was meditating on the Tao suddenly jumped three feet high, and a stream of black blood sprayed out of his mouth.

The black blood splashed onto the ground and turned into countless black spiders that surged towards the cultivator.

These black spiders although small, but only hideous-looking jaws teeth exposed, they nimbly drilled into the just landed in the cultivator’s robe, desperately biting.

Miserable screams, in the chamber suddenly resounded!

Mo Fu, Wang Dust glanced towards the direction of Qing Yun Peak thoughtfully.

“Fellow Daoist Wang.”

Mo Han wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said gratefully, “This time, it’s really thanks to you, the grace of saving my life is greater than anything else, and I don’t know how to return the favor, if you need anything, just tell me!”

Wang Chen laughed, “Fellow Daoist Mo is overstating things, you take care of your father first, we’ll talk about things later.”

Although Mo’s father’s baneful spell had been lifted, his body wouldn’t recover immediately and would still need some time to recuperate.

Amidst Mo Han’s thousand thanks, Wang Chen left the Mo family.

“You’re getting more and more entangled with this red dust and mundane world.”

Yao Lao suddenly said, “If this goes on, when will you be able to ask for the Realm of the Taishang?”

Although Taiwu City was large, with a population of millions, there were very few cultivators living in the city.

Most of the cultivators were cultivating in the mountains in their alibi caves, because only with ah should be able to be free from the interference of the red dust and mundane world, and wholeheartedly pursue the supreme heavenly way.

And Mo Han is the best example of the opposite.

This cultivator held the position of governor in the Taiwu Pavilion, and although it was quite a sight to behold, his cultivation realm was not high, and he did not have much of a say in the Qingyun Alliance, which led to his old man’s serious illness not being able to find anyone to treat him.

Although his encounter has another reason, but if his own strength is strong enough, how can no one sell face?

Wang Chen entered Taiwu Mountain to cultivate, aiming precisely for the Realm of the Supreme.

Once he reached the pinnacle of this realm, even if he couldn’t find the Xuan Fox Order in the end, he still had the hope of returning to the Haotian Realm.

Yao Lao was reminding Wang Dust not to be held back by mundane things, and to lead the Taoist heart to dust, the most terminating step into the Tao.

However, Wang Dust’s eyes showed a strange color as he replied, “Elder, I don’t think that going out into the world may not be the supreme right path!”

During this period of time, he had been exchanging cultivation tips with Yao Lao while plowing the fields and weeding the grass.

Yao Lao had been reincarnated for twelve lifetimes, stopping at the realm of Dao-entry in each of his lifetimes, and although he still had no access to Taishang after a thousand years, his accumulated experience was undoubtedly horrifying.

Wang Chen could be said to have benefited greatly from exchanging with him.

However, Wang Chen did not confine himself to the cultivation experience taught by Yao Lao, nor did he think that the “Supreme Emotionlessness” that cultivators in this realm believed in was the only supreme path.

Since no one has ever entered this realm, how can they recognize the Way?

The most important thing is that when Wang Chen first entered the Qing Yun Palace, he once saved a sick girl on his way up the mountain.

At that time, it was just a casual action, but it triggered a little spiritual idea in the underworld.

And it was precisely this spiritual idea that was perfectly integrated into his Taoist philosophy.

Today, Wang Chuan again dispelled the bane spell for Mo’s father, and he once again sensed the same spiritual idea.

After returning to the Hidden Lodge, Wang Chen told Yao Lao what he had been thinking.

As a result, the latter listened and fell into a long silence.