Chapter 2171

He Ping Sheng held the seven curses book in his hand.

The book was about one inch thick!

On the cover were three characters formed from Daoist laws: Seven Curses Book.

Although these three characters were ancient and looked somewhat different from modern characters, He Ping Sheng could still recognize them because he already knew the book's name.

Opening the first page, there was no text on it, but instead a complex pattern.

It looked like a certain talisman.

The second page was also a golden talisman pattern.

The third page, the fourth page...

There were twelve pages in total.

Twelve talisman patterns.

He Ping Sheng also did not know what use these talisman patterns had; looking at them, they resembled talisman scripts, but upon closer inspection, he found they were not.

He guessed they should be some kind of curse talisman pattern.

Wait... this thing is a full inch thick, but only has twelve pages?

Wasn't it said that the oaths of all beings in the Divine Realm were recorded on the Seven Curses Book? Why do I only see some attached pattern talismans?

He Ping Sheng was somewhat puzzled!

Never mind, if I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out; as for the talisman patterns on it, He Ping Sheng had no intention of studying them.

He closed the book and then stored it in his internal space, placing it in the treasure basin.

Two rings!

He Ping Sheng took out the rings again to look at them; naturally, there were many good things inside the rings, countless divine gold, and also various heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

For these things, He Ping Sheng had already become numb; what he wanted was jade slips.

First, let's see if we can find the method of transforming blood into soul.

But after searching around, he unfortunately found: none!

After organizing the jade slips, it became a small world!

He Ping Sheng had already seen Bai Li Da Zhui's small world before; he had even picked many spiritual fruits inside, so now there was no need to inspect this small world.

The appearance of this small world looked like a gourd, palm-sized.

He Ping Sheng directly threw the green-skinned gourd into the treasure basin, and then instantly took it out.

Information appeared.

Name: Mustard Seed Gourd!

Grade: Seventh grade, middle grade!

Function: One small world!

He Ping Sheng understood!

It was just an ordinary small world, similar to Qian Kun Zhu of Shang Xi Hong, except that this small world's grade was higher, reaching seventh grade.

Therefore, planting sixth-grade heavenly materials and earthly treasures inside would naturally be no problem.

This thing cannot be strengthened now!

"Huh..." He Ping Sheng rubbed the green-skinned gourd in his hand, and immediately fell into deep thought; he actually felt some guilt.

This thing originally belonged to Bai Li Da Zhui.

Bai Li Da Zhui finally sacrificed himself to send He Ping Sheng out from inside the ancient Tai Sui's body.

This made He Ping Sheng feel somewhat moved.

Of course, Bai Li Da Zhui himself also had no hope of escape, so he did this.

He Ping Sheng also did not owe him, because the one who brought He Ping Sheng into a deadly situation was also this guy.

But now, at this very moment, He Ping Sheng just had a feeling that he felt he should not take Bai Li Da Zhui's things.

"Forget it!"

"If I ever meet Bai Li Da Zhui's family in the future, I will return this to them!"

"As for this Seven Curses Book..."

He Ping Sheng shook his head.

This is indeed a hot potato.

Holding it in my hand is useless, but if I give it away, to whom?

It might be that this mere book could disturb the entire Divine Realm.

Hmm...

Turning back... give it to Wang Dun, senior brother Wang!

Anyway, I originally appeared in the form of Bai Li Mo; no one knows that I, He Ping Sheng, took this Seven Curses Book!

In the following time, He Ping Sheng took out some resources and cultivated here.

Closed-door contemplation of formations!

He currently has quite a few things to contemplate.

He had just swallowed a fifth-grade thunder-attribute Divine Dao Pill inside his body; since he swallowed it, he must not waste it, so he should comprehend it.

Also, the Great Dao of Gravity's origin!

The Great Dao of Blood's law origin, etc.!

One year, two years, three years!

Unbeknownst to him, over two hundred years had passed.

One day, Gu Baiping ran into his dao-chang with a face full of delight.

"Young Master, Young Master..."

"Good news!"

Gu Baiping wore an excited expression and said, "There's something good at the Ice Extreme Chamber of Commerce's auction this time!"

He Pingsheng asked, "Big Sister Gu, what good thing?"

Gu Baiping said, "It's a fifth-grade divine fruit, the Shakya Divine Fruit — the very one you went to Peach Mountain to fight for back then!"

"It can be obtained directly through auction here!"

He Pingsheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "It can still be bought, wonderful!"

"What attribute?"

Gu Baiping shook her head and said, "Currently it's still unknown what attribute it is; the auction didn't say either!"

"Good!" He Pingsheng said, "Let's go take a look; when does the auction start?"

"Can everyone enter?"

Gu Baiping said, "Naturally not everyone can enter, but I'm a God King Realm cultivator, so no problem!"

"Tonight!"

He Pingsheng nodded.

He calculated in his heart what he could use to exchange for this Shakya Divine Fruit.

But just at this moment, he suddenly faintly felt that a thread of his divine power inside his body had been lost.

"Hm?" He Pingsheng's brows furrowed slightly.

Gu Baiping asked, "Young Master, is there some problem?"

He Pingsheng said, "Just now, I felt my divine power seemed to have lost some!"

"But... it should be an illusion, right!"

"Divine power, this thing, how could it possibly..."

"Holy shit..."

Before a sentence was finished, He Pingsheng suddenly felt his divine power get sucked away another thread.

No...

This time it wasn't a thread, it was a large surge!

Rumble...

Immediately after, He Pingsheng's divine power inside his body drained away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One surge!

One tenth!

Two tenths!

Three tenths!

Not even ten breaths had passed, and the divine power inside his body had vanished completely.

Not a trace remained.

"My divine power, how is my divine power gone?" He Pingsheng looked at his own hands in fear.

"Young Master, Young Master..."

Gu Baiping looked even more panicked than he was.

After several breaths, the two of them both calmed down.

"Curse power..." He Pingsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "The Curse Dao has the Great Nuo Twelve Curses; only three remain today, respectively the Great Nuo Third Curse, Great Nuo Ninth Curse, and Great Nuo Twelfth Curse!"

"Among them, the Great Nuo Third Curse curses divine power!"

"The Great Nuo Ninth Curse curses Divine Sense!"

"And the Great Nuo Twelfth Curse curses luck!"

"The one I'm hit with should be the Great Nuo Third Curse!"

He Pingsheng's face turned ashen, and he heavily sat back down on the ground.

Divine power cursed... this is a major matter.

Without divine power, even if one can comprehend the Dao in the future, one can never break through the flesh barrier; in other words, cultivation will be locked at the third layer of the God Monarch Realm.

Only when the flesh barrier is lifted can cultivation be restored.

"Damn it, who exactly cursed me?" He Pingsheng's brows knotted into a tight ball.

Gu Baiping said, "It should be that God King we tangled with back then."

He Pingsheng nodded; what Gu Biping said should be the Heavenly Centipede Clan's God King.

Back when He Pingsheng activated a seventh-grade divine talisman to leave, he was still struck by him once and lost his left forearm.

"Impossible!" He Pingsheng said, "I used Baili Mo's name and appearance at the time; why would he curse me?"

"Oh, right..." He Pingsheng suddenly recalled something and said, "My blood..."

"Damn it, this dog thing left behind my essence blood and aura, then can use a divine artifact to curse me!"

"No problem!" Gu Baiping said, "It should be solvable; you ask Qian Zhu, I'll go find Qian Zhu!"

Gu Baiping ran out of He Pingsheng's cultivation hall in a fluster!

Half an incense stick later, Qian Zhu also came running in flustered.

"Young Master ah... wuwu... what happened to you... wuwuwu..."

Qian Zhu cried into a tear-streaked person.

He Pingsheng: "Stop crying, I'm not dead... why cry?"