C126 Curse of formations (2/2)

Fang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all this time, Shen Furong was already prepared to set this up.

After signing the contract, Fang Yang's status instantly increased by tens of times. Shen Family was indeed worthy of being called one of the top clans in Longjiang Province. Just the amount of property on the books alone was about five billion. Not to mention the real estate and industry.

Fang Yang spoke with Shen Furong, for the time being, he did not want to divulge any information. He had always followed the principle of keeping a low profile. If people knew about this, how many people would miss him?

”For the time being, I can't think of a way to cure this curse, but I can stop it from getting worse. Wait until I go home and flip through the ancient books to find a solution to the problem, then I will come back and continue my treatment. ” Fang Yang said.

He let the Shen Family father and son out, and sat cross-legged on the floor.

Fang Yang closed his eyes and took out eight copper coins from his pocket. He threw the eight copper coins around Shen Tong according to the directions of the Eight Trigrams, and with a flip of his wrist, the Dragon-suppressing Nail flew out.

”One, two, three. Wind Water, East, South, West, and North. Break the formation.” Fang Yang muttered, as streams of Spirit Qi struck the Dragon-suppressing Nail.

He walked the path of breaking the array, using the curse as a array, and using the formation destruction to suppress the aura of death and evil.

The Breaking Array was worthy of being the nemesis of all formations. It directly suppressed the curse to the point of suffocation. The two crocodiles were nailed to the air, letting out miserable shrieks.

Fang Yang took this opportunity to draw half of his spiritual energy and lit his lifeline, which was as dangerous as a candle flame.

A red light shone as the lifeline rapidly increased in height, directly pulling the lifeline into an inch. A golden light also reverberated in the surroundings.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Fang Yang's mouth. It was as if he had aged three or four years in an instant, and his mental state was extremely weak.

”Damn, if I use the circulation technique to forcefully raise my lifeline, I will indeed suffer the backlash from the spiritual energy.” Fang Yang wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth.

He did not dare delay any longer, and quickly followed up with an Eight Elephant Soul Cleansing Formation, forming eight chains and locking onto Shen Tong's lifeline.

Time passed in a flash, and only after the curse had stabilized did Fang Yang slowly get up. He let out a long breath, looking as if he had just finished a sauna. His hair was slightly white, and he had expended most of his vitality.

”Fang Yang, are you alright?” The Shen Family father and son were waiting at the door, and were extremely shocked when they saw Fang Yang coming out.

Fang Yang waved his hands, saying that he should hurry up and find a ginseng for Shen Tong to swallow. ”A thousand years is the best, if there isn't a hundred years, then it would be fine. If he can find one within three days, and if he can't find one within a hundred years, then he will use ten stalks of fifty-year-old ginseng and ten bowls of water to make a bowl. She will consume one spoonful every hour. ”

”I'll do it.” Shen Xin nodded, turned and ran. He took out his phone and started contacting the passersby to give him ginseng.

Shen Furong personally carried Fang Yang to the sofa and handed him a cup of tea.

Fang Yang moistened his throat, and looked at him: ”Spend money to buy some antiques. If it's real antiques, don't buy fake ones. The older the better, preferably something like a painting. He could also buy some ancient coins and copper coins, the more the better. Oh right, if there is news of the ten great ancient swords, you must also pay attention. Uncle Shen, go ahead. I'm fine. ”

”Alright, then rest here. I'll contact them right away.” After Shen Furong finished speaking, he also left in a hurry.

Fang Yang let out a long breath, thinking to himself, taking half of the Shen Family really wouldn't be easy for his family, if he were to take a few more rounds, he would probably lose his life.