[Rebirth and return, black hair becomes a curse]
On the Soul Erosion Altar, Shen Qichi was eaten to death by her Taoist companion, master, and junior sister - Lu Yan took away her pure glass Taoist body, his master dug out her flawless golden elixir, and his junior sister whipped her ice spiritual root. The ghostly fire burned the soul for forty-nine days, and the soul flew away.
Open your eyes again and go back to the wedding day.
But there is a inheritance from three thousand years ago in my mind: "Listen to the True Words", which can listen to the heart sounds of all things, at the cost of hair; "Three Thousand Black Silk Tribulations", which can turn lost hair into a curse, and when it is finished, it must be returned to the altar to become a new oath keeper.
"You can refuse," the voice of the dry bones of the altar was indifferent, "If you refuse, your soul will be gone right now."
Shen Qichi held the black earring: "I accept it."
[Use hair as a blade and an oath as a prison]
On her wedding day, she made the most infatuated oath:
"Husband and wife are of one heart and share the same destiny! If my husband hurts me and betrays me - all the pain I have endured, please ask the law of heaven to reverse it a hundred times and return it to you!"
The oath resounds throughout the world, and the cause and effect will last forever.
Lu Yan sneered in his heart: "Idiot, when you die, the oath will be broken."
What he didn't know was that when he was most proud, Shen Qichi had used a fallen hair to plant a "karma beacon" on his golden elixir.
[The black hair is gone, the enemy is dead]
From then on, Shen Qichi embarked on a road of no return using his hair for revenge:
She used her hair to practice the "Shocking Thorn", causing the junior sister's soul to suffer severe pain while practicing;
Use your hair to tie a "heart knot" to let Master's inner demons gradually arise;
Weaving a "net of cause and effect" with her hair, every time Lu Yan hurt her, he would hurt himself a hundred times.
Use love as bait, swear as net, and hair as blade.
In this life, I want you to repay it a hundred times, and your soul will be destroyed.
Even if the price is... All my black hair will fall off, and I will be trapped on the altar forever.
Intention: The day when the power is exhausted, the time when the hatred is extinguished.