SFS Chapter 215 Breaking the Curse
Chapter 215 Breaking the Curse
"Is there any way to break it?" Tang Xiangling couldn't help but interrupt, her eyes full of eagerness and desire. She stared at Murong Ling'er, as if she regarded her as her only life-saving straw.
Tang Muyang and Tang Xiangling held their breath and stared at Murong Ling'er without blinking. It seemed as if their gazes could see through her, not missing any change in her expression.
Murong Ling'er opened her red lips and said, "It can be lifted, but this is definitely not the place to lift the curse right now."
Tang Muyang jumped up from his chair as if struck by an electric current. He gripped the back of the chair tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white, and his voice trembled a little: "Miss Murong, are you serious?"
Tang Xiangling also raised her head suddenly, her lips slightly opened, but she was too shocked to make a sound. Her eyes quickly turned red and tears welled up in them.
Murong Ling'er nodded slightly, her expression firm: "It can indeed break the curse."
Tang Muyang's legs softened, and he sat back down heavily in his chair, his eyes filled with a complex mixture of confusion and surprise. After a moment, he came to his senses and asked anxiously, "Miss Murong, why is this place unsolvable?"
Murong Ling'er flicked her sleeves lightly, paced to the window, and gazed into the distance through the carved window lattice: "This curse is strange, and it requires a sophisticated curse-removing formation to dispel it. This formation must be continuously operated without any mistakes, and it must not be disturbed by outsiders. The Tang family is so busy now, with so many eyes and ears, it is difficult to ensure the safety of the formation."
Tang Muyang frowned, thinking to himself: Ever since the barrier of the Illusion Mist Forest was broken, the Tang family has been like a lamb exposed to a pack of wolves, with no secrets at all.
But his eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered the secluded cave that Murong Ling'er had mentioned. He quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Miss Murong, I will immediately lead my tribe to clear out the cave under the cliff so that you can set up your formation. If that place is really as secret as you said, I will convince my tribe to move there, so that we can protect the whole tribe from now on."
Murong Ling'er nodded slightly. "That's great! However, the cave has been abandoned for a long time and is filled with a strong negative energy. We need to make some preparations."
Tang Muyang said hurriedly, "Don't worry, young lady. I will arrange for people to collect some Yang-attributed spiritual plants and bring along the disciples of the clan who are good at purifying spiritual energy. I will definitely take good care of the cave."
After saying that, Tang Muyang left in a hurry. After a while, everyone in the Tang family became busy.
A group of strong Tang family members were holding sharp blades and clearing the thorns and bushes leading to the cave at the bottom of the cliff. Several elders with strong spiritual power led the younger generation to set up a simple defensive formation to prevent uninvited guests from breaking in.
Tang Xiangling stayed beside Murong Ling'er, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Seeing this, Murong Ling'er smiled and said, "Miss Tang, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
Tang Xiangling bit her lip and said, "Miss Murong, is there any risk in this method of removing the curse? What if..."
Murong Ling'er looked calm, "Everything in this world has risks, but if we don't try, this curse will haunt the Tang family forever like a ghost. Now that I've agreed to this, I will do my best. However, I need the cooperation of everyone in the Tang family. Only with sincerity can we increase our chances of success."
Tang Xiangling nodded slightly, her eyes filled with gratitude and trust: "Thank you, young lady. The Tang family will fully cooperate."
Three days later, the road leading to the cave was cleared, and Tang Muyang brought Murong Ling'er to the front of the cave.
There was a faint mist at the entrance of the cave, and some ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the surrounding stone walls, faintly emitting an old atmosphere.
Murong Ling'er stepped into the cave, looked around, and took out several jade talismans emitting soft light from her sleeves. She placed them in several locations in the cave: "These jade talismans can temporarily suppress the negative energy in the cave. Once I set up the main formation, I can officially begin to break the curse."
Tang Muyang immediately arranged for his clansmen to guard outside the cave, while he followed Murong Ling'er deep into the cave to help her arrange the spiritual objects needed for the formation.
The atmosphere in the cave became increasingly tense. Murong Ling'er gave orders in an orderly manner. Tang Muyang did not dare to slack off and followed his instructions one by one.
Everything was ready. Murong Ling'er stood at the center of the formation, formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.
In an instant, the entire cave was ablaze with light, runes circulated, and a mysterious power began to gather in the cave...
In that mysterious cave, the exquisite eight-sided formation shines with an ancient and mysterious light, and the runes slowly swim as if they have life, as if whispering about the mysterious ceremony that is about to begin.
"Clan Leader Tang, the time has come. Do not hesitate and enter this magic circle."
Murong Ling'er looked solemn but also confident, her clear eyes looking at Tang Muyang.
Tang Muyang felt like a deer was running around in his heart, with tension and anticipation intertwined. He took a deep breath, as if to swallow all the anxiety into his stomach, then slowly lifted his slightly heavy foot and stepped into the gossip that determined his fate.
"Clan leader Tang, please sit cross-legged at the center of the Eight Diagrams, close your eyes, and let go of all distracting thoughts. Let all thoughts converge into one."
Murong Ling'er's voice was gentle but unquestionable, like a breeze that brushed across Tang Muyang's tense heartstrings.
Tang Muyang did as he was told and sat down slowly. As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard Murong Ling'er muttering something. The voice seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens, and from the bottom of the nine underworlds, mysterious and distant.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp spiritual energy struck the center of the formation like lightning. In an instant, the entire formation seemed like an ancient giant beast that had been awakened. The light was bright, and an invisible colorful halo suddenly rushed into Tang Muyang's body like a surging tide.
Tang Muyang only felt a wonderful breath like a lively elf, starting from the soles of his feet, slowly moving up along his meridians. Wherever it went, it was like a pair of gentle hands gently caressing him, soothing his body and mind that had been exhausted by the curse for many years, and his nerves that were originally as tense as a string gradually relaxed.
However, something unexpected happened.
When the heat reached the area near the Tanzhong point on his chest, Tang Muyang suddenly felt a sharp pain as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his body at the same time. The pain instantly spread to his limbs and bones. His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his teeth clenched tightly, making a "clicking" sound.
But this piercing pain only lasted for a few breaths. Before he could recover, another wave of excruciating pain as if bones and flesh were being cut came over him, like a surging wave, mercilessly beating against his will.
Tang Muyang felt his vision go dark and he almost fainted, but deep down in his heart, a voice was shouting, "Hold on!"
Finally, after this endless suffering, he seemed to hear a slight "click" sound, as if some heavy shackles were quietly opened!
Immediately afterwards, a feeling of relaxation spread throughout his body, as if something dirty was forcibly stripped out of his body. He seemed to be reborn, and his body and mind instantly felt relaxed, as if he had been reborn.
After a long time, Tang Muyang slowly opened his eyes. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little bit enlightened. He felt that he seemed to have an invisible barrier at this moment compared to before, which seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't tell why.
"Miss Murong..." Tang Muyang stood up and walked out of the formation with slightly unsteady steps. His face showed joy of surviving the disaster and deep gratitude to Murong Ling'er. His eyes were so hot that they seemed to ignite the air around them.
Murong Ling'er stared at Tang Muyang, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile. Then a faint black gas rose from Tang Muyang's body and dissipated with the wind.
She nodded lightly and said softly, "Congratulations, Patriarch Tang. The curse has been lifted. From now on, you will have a long life ahead of you. You no longer need to worry about your life span."
Upon hearing this, Tang Muyang let out a long breath, which was filled with years of repression and the relief at this moment.
He recalled the uneasiness in his heart when he first stepped into the magic circle and the slight suspicion he had about Murong Ling'er. His face turned slightly red and he felt secretly guilty.
Miss Murong's methods are like the unfathomable abyss. How could a mortal like him easily guess them?
He secretly vowed to treat Murong Ling'er as a benefactor in the future to repay her for lifting the curse today.