Now she is a 'special case' among the elves. At this time, she should try to have as little friction with the elves as possible.
Good for Luo Li.
Yun Jiuxiao's fingertips overflowed with golden spiritual power, which was like starlight, scattered in the hall.
"The restrictions in the hall are indeed extraordinary."
Those spiritual lights fell on the same spot, motionless.
It's like hitting a roadblock and being unable to move forward.
This is enough to prove that there are many restrictions around it.
"Since this is the place where the treasure of the Elf clan is placed, and there is a spiritual place, there must be many hurdles." Luo Li felt it from the first step he took here.
Yun Jiuxiao took back his power, "Can you still see the shadow on the spiritual throne now?"
Luo Li took a closer look and found that these spiritual figures were as usual. She shook her head, "I can't see it. It's strange... Jun Kui's shadow is like lightning. If such a person didn't really exist, I would have thought that it was during the day." At that time, I was dreaming."
It's obviously Jun Kui.
Why can't I find it again?
"Perhaps, that method will work." Yun Jiuxiao curled her lips and pulled Luo Li to stand in front of the memorial tablet.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest, with complex marks forming on his fingertips.
Luo Li understood, "Yun..."
Yun Jiuxiao shook his head at her, with a firm look in his eyes. As soon as the seal came out, the spiritual power belonging to Yun Jiuxiao also spread out and spread throughout the hall.
This kind of spiritual power is different from the fierceness he had before. The power in front of him is very soft, like moonlight, with a hint of coldness in the gentleness.
As his power continued to overflow, the spiritual tablets in the entire hall began to shake.
And the back of his hands, neck, face, every exposed skin was cracked every inch.
"It's the power of self-healing..." Luo Li was horrified in her heart. She recognized this power.
When she got the ribbon and came out of the Yunxian Sect's sword tomb, Yun Jiuxiao transferred this power to her.
That time, Yun Jiuxiao's old injury broke out and his whole body was torn apart.
This time...
Luo Li pursed her lips, and just about to cut off Yun Jiuxiao's power, she saw that the shaking spiritual position suddenly quieted down, and Jun Kui's virtual spirit reappeared.
It was a man wearing silver robes.
He looks like he is only thirty years old.
Her silver hair hangs down from her waist like white hair.
The green eyes are like jade, with a faint luster.
Her skin was like porcelain, seemingly more breakable than a woman's.
Is this the patriarch's father?
Lord Grim's grandfather.
It seems that he is even more refined than Lord Grim.
"Same, exactly the same as what I just saw." Luo Li looked solemn, looking around, there was a cloud of white mist gathering on the entire spiritual throne.
There is a figure in the white mist.
But for some reason, Luo Li could only see the person in the first row who belonged to Jun Kui's spiritual throne.
Others couldn't see their faces clearly, it was very blurry.
But this group of people all have one characteristic.
A white spiritual cord was tied around their bodies.
It's like trapping them for eternity.
Only Jun Kui doesn't have it.
This time, it was not only Luo Li who saw this scene, but also Yun Jiuxiao.
"Curse for a hundred generations." Yun Jiuxiao muttered.
Luo Li was a little shocked when he heard this word for the first time, "What is the curse of a hundred generations?"
I always feel that these four words flash through my mind, as if I have heard them somewhere.
Whenever she mentioned these four words, she would always feel endless sadness in her heart.
She didn't understand where this strange emotion came from.
But it was her first time to come to the Elf Clan, and it was her first time stepping here, so there was definitely no familiar reason.
"The curse of centuries is a very sinister curse. Once it is successfully planted, it will be affected for centuries."
Luo Li raised his eyebrows, "If I am cursed for a hundred generations, not only me, but also my future descendants will be cursed?"
"Um."
Luo Li was horrified, how could this be described with the word "yin evil".
If this technique is successful, then this person, no, everything about this person, will be completely destroyed.
"It is extremely difficult for a person to be cursed for a hundred generations. In front of him, there are a group of people cursed for a hundred generations. How could anyone in the Three Realms be cursed like this?"
Every curse will come back at the cost of oneself.
Once the curse is successfully planted, the person who planted the curse will pay a price that is ten times and a hundred times worse than the curse of a hundred generations.
Even if there was enough hatred, this would not happen.
"Luo Yatou, what's wrong with you?" Yun Jiuxiao noticed something was wrong with Luo Li and saw her pale face instantly. He put his hand on her back and poured a steady stream of spiritual power into her body, suppressing her inner turmoil. of discomfort.
"Just now, I... felt so uncomfortable."
It was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.
sad!
sad!
Her whole heart seemed to be filled with strong negative emotions, almost overwhelming her.
She seemed to see everyone pleading and heard their wails and screams.
Curse for a century!
Curse for a century!
Luo Li couldn't think about these four words. Once he thought about it, he would have a splitting headache.
It wasn't until Yun Jiuxiao's power entered her body that Luo Li felt much better.
Luo Li stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Jun Kui's virtual spirit is hanging on the spiritual throne. He stands with his hands behind his hands, his silver hair flying, "You can actually feel the sadness in their hearts."
Luo Li frowned.
It turns out that the complicated emotions just now came from the sad cries of the ancestors.
Luo Li stood on the spiritual seat closest to her, looking at a little human trapped by a white spiritual cord.
She is a white-haired woman.
Maybe it's because this person has been dead for so long and has shrunk very, very little.
Luo Li's fingertips touched the man, "Does it hurt?"
The white soul cord on the villain's mountain made a clicking sound and broke under Luo Li's touch.
The villain, who had been tied up for thousands of years, raised her head in confusion. Luo Li couldn't see her face clearly, but she could vaguely feel the shock and excitement in her eyes.
"Untied! Untied! Such a comfortable power, woo woo, salvation! You are the salvation of the elves! It's been five thousand years, a whole five thousand years.
Finally someone came to our rescue.
That person finally appeared, woo woo woo. "
The man was sobbing so hard that he could barely speak coherently.
She almost jumped.
Jun Kui looked at her in astonishment, "It's you, the hope of the elves has finally come."
Luo Li frowned, "I... didn't do anything."
Just now, she just touched the little man.
After a moment, the white spiritual cord was re-strengthened on the man's body.
But the man laughed, his laughter was crazy, "Hahahaha, I got freedom just now, the breath of freedom. Curse for a hundred generations, so what if it affects a hundred generations? The light of our elves has appeared, hahahaha."
As the woman roared, more elven ancestors floated over and surrounded Luo Li.
There were little clouds of white mist, and Luo Li thought they looked like little snowmen.
"Savior! Our savior has appeared!"
"We have been waiting for five thousand years!"
