Chapter 426 Undercurrent is surging! 【Please subscribe】
A pair of extremely ordinary eyes, but sparkling with an indescribable light.
These eyes belong to a middle-aged man named Wruyan, who is a skin picker.
Within the talisman-making workshop, skinners are definitely the lowest level of existence.
As for Wruyan, he had an ordinary appearance and acted dull and dull. No one had ever paid attention to him, and his sense of presence could not have been lower.
But no one knows that the leather peeler named Wrinkle Yan is not a real leather peeler, and the name Wrinkle Yan is not his real name. His real name is Zhao Cheng.
When Yan Feng burned the contract in front of everyone, Zhao Chengcheng hid in the crowd and watched quietly.
He didn't speak from the beginning to the end and just watched.
After Yan Feng left, he secretly thought in his heart: "Wei Hong? The neighbor Menghan told me about last time? He actually ignored the backlash of the spiritual contract and resolutely left the Talisman Making Workshop?"
"Is it a coincidence, or does he know something?"
"It's impossible. No one knows our plan except our own people. It seems like it's just a coincidence."
"Forget it, once the spiritual contract is burned, he will be destroyed even if he is not dead. No matter whether it is a coincidence or not, there is no need to pay attention to it."
Zhao Cheng shook his head secretly and did not think about Wei Hong's matter again. It was just because of such an incident that Zhao Cheng subconsciously prepared to speed up the progress.
Perhaps even Wei Hong himself did not expect that his departure would actually accelerate the outbreak of the storm in the Talisman Making Workshop.
Wei Hong was sitting cross-legged and practicing hard.
Just when Yan Feng burned the spiritual contract, the layer of curse surrounding him immediately reacted.
"puff!!!"
"Puff!!"
Wei Hong's expression changed drastically and he vomited blood three times in a row.
But he couldn't care less about vomiting blood at this moment, because at this moment, the spiritual power in his body was completely out of control.
"What's going on? How could the spiritual power be so riotous?"
Wei Hong's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.
The originally tame spiritual energy in his body was now like a mad bison, becoming extremely riotous. It was not under his control at all, but was running rampant in his body.
Wei Hong was immediately attracted by the collision of spiritual power, and then he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"Damn it, there must be something wrong with the spiritual contract!"
Wei Hong was so angry that he cursed his mother.
He reluctantly opened his spiritual pupils and took a look at himself. Sure enough, the layer of cursed energy surrounding him suddenly increased tenfold, and it looked like a layer of darkness shrouding Wei Hong.
"Absolutely, that bitch Yan Feng must have burned my spiritual contract!"
The skyrocketing curse energy was proof, and Wei Hong immediately figured out the reason.
But at this moment, he had no intention of thinking about the spiritual contract. The rioting spiritual power had brought him to the edge of obsession.
"puff!"
The rampant spiritual power caused the meridians in Wei Hong's body to be continuously torn apart, and his internal organs were even more damaged.
Wei Hong spurted out another mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and began to control the rioting spiritual power in his body with all his strength, trying to make them docile.
At the same time, as long as the injury becomes serious and the health value drops below 60%, he will add vitality points to the health value to ensure that his life will not be threatened. Despite this, the spiritual power of the riot still caused Wei Hong to suffer a lot.
Especially under the influence of the cursed energy that had increased tenfold, the rioting spiritual power was like a wild horse running wild, very difficult to tame, and also carried extremely powerful momentum.
"Puff puff!"
Wave after wave of crazy impacts made Wei Hong vomit blood.
"Fuck Yan Feng, I've recorded this grudge. When I recover, I'll kill him even if my identity is exposed!"
The extremely bad condition in his body made Wei Hong hateful, and his hatred for Yan Feng, the initiator, reached its peak.
With such hatred, Wei Hong has been gritting his teeth to control the spiritual power in his body.
He couldn't let his spiritual power continue to riot. If that were the case, no matter how many vitality points he had, it wouldn't be enough to repair it.
If it were any other monk, even a monk in the late stage of Qi training, he would definitely become a cripple under the impact of such violent spiritual power, or even explode to death.
After all, spiritual riots are no joke. Like inner demons, they are the nightmare of all monks.
But Wei Hong still had ways to cope with this terrible situation.
The vitality point is his most powerful backing. As long as he does not die immediately, the vitality point can repair all his injuries, ensuring that his life will not be threatened in the slightest.
Therefore, although the impact of the first few waves of spiritual power riots almost killed him, Wei Hong still survived and began to slowly show signs of taming the violent spiritual power.
To be honest, the most dangerous moment is when the spiritual contract is burned.
Now Wei Hong has survived the most dangerous moment, but the subsequent backlash should not be underestimated.
"I don't believe it, this curse can still be so strong!"
Wei Hong gritted his teeth, feeling annoyed and angry.
Fortunately, at this time, the rioting spiritual power in his body had begun to be slowly controlled by him. Although it was still violent, the level of rioting had definitely dropped a lot compared to the beginning.
At this time, Wei Hong opened his spiritual pupils again and looked at himself.
"Okay, as expected, it was consumed a little bit. If that's the case, then I'll consume it!"
Wei Hong was overjoyed when he saw that the rich curse aura had indeed been consumed.
His guess was correct. As long as he could withstand the waves of spiritual energy, even if the cursed energy increased tenfold, it would still be slowly consumed.
Wei Hong didn't care about the injuries in his body at all, and began to control his spiritual power with all his heart, trying to tame the rioting spiritual power as soon as possible, so as to ensure that he would not have any problems again.
At the same time, he also focused on his health.
As long as the health value drops below 60%, he will immediately add vitality points.
Repeatedly, relying on the method of repairing injuries with vitality points, Wei Hong withstood wave after wave of spiritual energy shocks and withstood the curse damage again and again.
It's just that the cursed energy that has increased tenfold is really powerful. Whenever Wei Hong is about to tame the rioting spiritual power, the cursed energy will take off and make the spiritual energy in his body become violent again.
Fortunately, the cursed energy is also being consumed layer by layer, and the intensity of the backlash is slowly decreasing as time goes by.
I don't know how long it took before Wei Hong opened his eyes slightly: "I finally got it under control, but it's far from over!"
At this time, Wei Hong's face was extremely pale, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of water.
Even his voice was much weaker, so you can imagine how much torture he endured.
(End of chapter)