I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 843 Curse Killing Technique

After speaking, Chen Hai stopped abruptly just halfway through his speech.

However, the meaning of his words is already very clear, and people with a little brain can figure out what he wants to express.

"Ordinary people, if they want to conceive a child, they only need to conceive in ten months!"

"Chen Hai, don't you know what your own strength is?"

"Compared to you, although my strength is far inferior, I have already stepped into the realm of the earth fairy."

"The stronger a person is, the more difficult it will be for him to successfully give birth to an heir."

"Didn't Nezha in the legend be born after Yin Shiniang's pregnancy for three years and six months?"

"Nezha's parents, whether it's Yin Shiniang or Li Jing, were mere mortals at the time. In terms of strength, they can't compare with the two of us!"

"It's only the past three years, what are you in a hurry for?"

"I've checked the classics and asked many people. According to them, it's not unusual for those truly powerful immortals to have their offspring successfully born and to be conceived in the mother's womb for tens or hundreds of years!"

Giving Chen Hai a supercilious look, Ye Qingqing responded with a smile.

After the words fell, she withdrew her gaze, her face was full of kindness, her movements were very light and gentle, and she began to stroke her lower abdomen.

At this moment, her body is full of maternal brilliance, as if the new life in her belly that has not yet been conceived is a gift from God and the most important part of her life.

"It's the first time for me to get on a sedan chair for a child like this!"

"Aren't I worried about you and the child?"

"Since you said everything is normal, it takes a long time for a fairy to give birth to a child, so that's good!"

A little embarrassed, Chen Hai scratched the back of his head, he laughed twice, and responded.

Originally, he thought that he and Ye Qingqing's child should have already been born after several years of retreat.

Although he was a little disappointed with the result, after hearing Ye Qingqing's explanation, he felt that it was indeed the case.

As long as the child can successfully come to this world, it doesn't matter if it takes decades or hundreds of years, that is, a few times of retreat, he can afford to wait.

After chatting with Ye Qingqing for a while, when Chen Hai returned to his exclusive training hall, it was already more than an hour later.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the main hall, he did not directly enter the practice, but found some necessary materials from the storage utensils, and began to make his fur-covered straw man.

"The Seven-Day Curse Killing Art is an entertainment activity that has not been carried out for a long time. As a drafter, I seem to be quite rusty in this skill!"

"Let's make do with it. Whether the straw man is exquisite or not, it doesn't seem to have much effect on me when I cast the seven-day curse!"

Before it was time to burn incense, the straw man had been successfully made. While talking to himself, Chen Hai took out a piece of animal skin, wrote Wu Meng's name on it, and covered the grass man.

When all the things to be prepared are ready, he will stand up the skinned straw man.

Recalling Wu Meng's appearance in his mind, keeping it in his mind, Chen Hai closed his eyes and began to mutter.

……

Above the boundless vast sea, this sea area was originally calm, but during this period of time, the wind was howling and the waves were turbulent.

"Boom... boom..."

The dark clouds have covered the entire sky at some point.

Thunder roared, electric snakes flashed randomly, and amidst the wild thunder and lightning, heavy rain poured down from the sky like pouring down.

A flat boat did not sail on the sea, but shuttled through the wind and rain in the sky.

As if wrapped in an invisible shield, lightning fell on the boat from time to time, but only ripples could be seen in the nearby void, but the boat was not affected at all, and it was still smooth and steady, shuttling through the In this storm.

Wearing fluttering white clothes, Wu Meng stood on the boat, looking up into the distance.

"I ran and fled for seven days in a row, but I never noticed that someone was chasing after me."

"It seems that, just as I expected, that trash of Ten Thousand Mountains has already died at the hands of Chen Hai."

"Otherwise, Chen Hai would definitely know the existence of me, Mr. Wu, from him."

"With Chen Hai's temperament, he definitely wants to kill me and hunt me down. After all, for him, my existence is a trouble in itself!"

"I didn't notice any signs of pursuit behind me, which means that I'm completely safe!"

Various thoughts frantically swirled in his mind for a while, Wu Meng grinned, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe clearly appeared on his face.

Having stepped into the realm of Golden Immortal Consummation, and possessing several treasures in his hands, Chen Hai, who can easily deal with the strong man Wan Zhongshan, really put a lot of pressure on Wu Meng.

During this escape, he never sleeps and does not dare to delay.

If in the past, when traveling across the vast sea, he would definitely find a safe sea area to stay for a while when encountering such a stormy weather with violent thunder and lightning.

After waiting for the storm to pass, he will drive the spirit boat and start the journey again.

But this time, knowing that in the sea area in front of him, there are huge waves, thunder and lightning, and the weather is extremely bad, but he has a determined face, without even thinking about it, he drove the spirit boat and dived into it. Within the storm.

When he came from Zhanzhou in the south to the Ximan mountain boundary of Jinxia Island, he and Wan Zhongshan were on the high-level spirit ship of Wan Zhongshan.

The spirit ship's defense is super strong, and it can't be shaken by ordinary storms.

But now, the spiritual boat under Wu Meng's feet can hold two or three people at most, which is pitifully small.

The defense ability of this small spirit boat is naturally not much stronger!

"There is only one high-level spirit stone left, I hope it can last longer, so that I can successfully cross this sea area and go back to Zhanzhou in the south smoothly!"

Looking at the center of the spirit boat, which was full of cracks and was about to be turned into powder, Wu Meng sighed with pain on his face.

The spiritual coins used as currency in various cities are of little value to high-level practitioners.

If you really want to achieve above the immortal level, most of your daily transactions are based on spirit stones.

With Wu Meng's status, it is not too difficult to get middle and low-level spirit stones, but high-level spirit stones, even if he is like him, don't have a few pieces in his hand.

After all, spirit stones can assist in cultivation and improve the efficiency of cultivation, and high-level spirit stones are of certain benefit to Da Luo or quasi-sage's cultivation.

Wu Meng is only a golden fairy, and he stays in the mining area all year round, rarely going out. He wants to get some high-level spirit stones, but it is difficult to find many opportunities.

(End of this chapter)