Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 60 Living Curse

The child had just swallowed Old Master Feng, and his body underwent some subtle changes. Apart from the eyes that had grown out, he became more human-like overall.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Fan and the others.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his yellow, coin-shaped eyes.

With just one glance, Lin Fan saw many afterimages appear around him.

What ordinary people perceive as the eerie wind can be seen in its entirety by someone like Lin Fan, who is burdened with a curse.

Dozens of figures appeared on either side of the 'child': a tongueless boy, a chubby child covered in bloodstains, and a delicate-looking girl with tears of blood streaming down her face...

This was the second time Lin Fan had seen such a sight; the baby in front of him actually possessed the same ability to summon spells as the snake-skinned Taoist priest.

As soon as the 'child's' eyelids twitched, all the spells rushed towards Lin Fan and the others.

When these spells reached Miaozhuzi and Mu Qingfeng, the black characters on the yellow background in front of them glowed slightly, and the originally three-dimensional phantoms became flat, sticking tightly to the ground and passing under the two women's shoes.

There were no barriers around Lin Fan, so even if he tried to dodge, it would be pointless, as several curses surrounded him from all sides without any blind spots.

The tongueless demon passed straight through his body.

Lin Fan's vision blurred, and the scene before him suddenly changed.

"Brother, this guy is good-looking, but he's too annoying. Can I cut off his tongue first?"

Lin Fan's mouth was tightly pinched by a pair of delicate little hands.

Having experienced several bizarre illusions, Lin Fan instantly understood.

He bit down hard on the bare hand in front of him.

what--

Ma Si Niang screamed. She never expected that the frail young man in front of her would dare to treat her like this.

"Ah-you're dead! How dare you bite me! Second brother, help me pull out all of this guy's teeth!" Ma Si Niang's charming voice was filled with anger.

"You ugly freak, if you have the guts, kill me. Stop spouting nonsense. You're ugly as hell. If you want to kill your father, then hurry up and do it."

Having already learned some of the strange rules of the realm, Lin Fan was not afraid of the people in these illusions at all, nor did he have time to wait for the curse to reveal its true form.

In addition, Lin Fan knew that he couldn't move around recklessly in the strange realm, because even if he didn't hurt himself, he might hurt his teammates.

Now all he wants is to get out of this illusion as soon as possible.

Ma Si Niang had never been called ugly before, and her fair skin turned bright red with anger.

"I'm going to pull out your teeth and your tongue, you arrogant brat. You'll soon learn how powerful your grandma is. Soon you'll be kneeling down, kissing my toes, and begging for mercy."

Soon, Ma Si Niang kept her word. With the Soul-Suppressing Pearl in his stomach, Lin Fan's pain would dissipate in an instant, and he was not afraid of his opponent at all.

He closed his eyes and murmured for a moment, 'My teeth are still there, my tongue is still there.' 'My teeth are still there, my tongue is still there.'

"Didn't you eat? Want me to tickle your itch? You think this is enough to make me kneel down and beg for mercy? Why don't you kiss my toes and I'll consider not calling you ugly monster?"

"Ugh, you're fucking ugly, uglier than the mangy dog ​​my second aunt's family has been raising for ten years."

Ma Er's brows furrowed slightly: "Fourth Sister, this guy is strange. How does he speak after we pulled out his tongue?"

Ma Si Niang couldn't hear anything at this moment. Her delicate face was twisted with anger. She viciously picked up the scissors and stabbed them directly into Lin Fan's neck.

As the excruciating pain shot through his neck, the Soul-Suppressing Pearl inside Lin Fan's stomach emitted a dazzling, eerie green light. The entire eerie illusion could no longer withstand the pressure and gradually collapsed.

Seeing this, Lin Fan smiled slightly on his blood-covered face.

It seems there's a significant difference between spells; this illusion is far less secure than the one created by the red-robed curse.

As soon as Lin Fan returned to reality, before he could even feel smug, he saw another curse hurtling towards his body.

Grass.

Several tens of minutes passed in the illusion, but only a moment in reality.

Lin Fan's vision blurred, and the scene changed once again.

In Mu Qingfeng and Miaozhuzi's eyes, Lin Fan's expression only changed a few times, but Lin Fan had already experienced seven or eight illusions.

Each time, Lin Fan tried his best to get out of the illusion as soon as possible. After all, it's better to have a short pain than a long one. Who knows what problems might arise if he were to remain in the illusion for too long?

Lin Fan finally survived the attack and slowly opened his eyes.

Even with the help of the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, experiencing countless torments and various cruel ways to die within seconds is still not pleasant.

Simply put, it feels like it's about to crack open. Although the pain in my body has been absorbed, the feeling of cracking open just won't go away.

Lin Fan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fiercely at Miao Zhuzi.

She's right. If there's only enough time to make four talismans, we should prioritize protecting ourselves and saving Mu Qingfeng.

But he was suffering terribly while the two of them were completely unharmed, which made Lin Fan very angry.

"Taoist nun, do you even know what this thing is?" Lin Fan's eyes returned to calm, like a still, ancient well.

While rapidly drawing talismans with both hands, Miao Zhuzi answered intermittently, "Fourth rank... Living Curse... Uncertain... Just now... Hungry Curse Parade."

She quickly finished drawing four more pictures. She stuck one on Lin Fan's back, handed one to him, and kept the other two in her hand.

"I'll go test his strength first. You hurry up and think of a solution." Lin Fan instructed Miao Zhuzi before rushing forward. They couldn't just sit and wait to die any longer.

Miao Zhuzi might have a way, but she is clearly not the type to use physical methods to exorcise evil spirits, and drawing talismans also takes time.

Lin Fan roughly understood how she used the Yin-Yang Separation Talisman. He casually took a knife from a constable and stuck the black-lettered talisman onto the knife.

Only the phantom spells surrounded him again. Lin Fan swung his knife, and the spells that the knife touched turned into planes and avoided Lin Fan's body along the blade.

Lin Fan's target was not these weak curses; after shaking them off, he charged straight at the living curse.

Seeing that his Hunger Curse had no effect on these people, the Living Curse opened its mouth wide.

His jaw looked dislocated, and his mouth was agape, wider than his head.

A large, scarlet tongue rolled out of the living curse's mouth like a snake, twisting and coiling towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew how powerful that big tongue was; the old lady who looked so energetic just now was wiped out in an instant by that tongue.

However, since things had come to this point, Lin Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed.

Before his tongue even touched the ground, foul-smelling saliva splattered all over Lin Fan's face. The sticky texture and putrid stench sent chills down his spine.

However, Lin Fan's eyes remained extremely calm, completely ignoring the saliva.

Lin Fan stood firmly on his feet, his muscles tightening, and all his strength concentrated in his hands.

He delivered a powerful, heavy blow to the large, curling tongue that was coming towards him.