final stage

Although Si Wudu had only come into contact with Taoism in recent years, when Yi Moran said this, he understood.

Now that the blood of the black dog has been poured on it, the witchcraft has been completed, no wonder that person can still stand there calmly.

Now that he knew everything, Yi Moran calmed down instead. He turned around, stared at that person, and said slowly, "Who are you...?"

"Is it meaningful to say it now?" the man in black asked back.

When Si Wudu heard the words, he was about to step forward with his sword, but Yi Moran stopped him and sighed: "I'm already a dying person, why do you need to hide it from me?"

As soon as these words came out, Si Wudu's heart was shocked. For some reason, the word "death" that Yi Moran said was so cold, as if he didn't care about life and death, his heart felt as if he was about to fall into ice. cave like fear.

The man seemed to feel that a dying person would not cause any trouble, so he took off the black hat covering his head, revealing an ordinary appearance. What surprised Yi Moran was that the person in front of him was not at all. I don't know each other, not even a trace of familiarity.

Si Wudu was also unexpected, he didn't expect that this person had never met before, Yi Moran's date of birth had never been known to him, so how did this stranger know?

Could it be Zhu Yucheng or Gu Ruojin?Si Wudu couldn't figure it out for a long time.

"Did you drop the lantern with the nine-square ghost talisman at the entrance of the village?" Yi Moran's tone suddenly became more aggressive, with an aggressive posture.

The man talked about him from left to right, feeling a little excited: "Don't you think that the whole village deserves to die? Their ancestors drove our people out. I have become the king of the mountain, and I have been here with a thick face. Live, live on our land! Leveling the entire village is what our clan has always wanted."

"Those old things from the beginning are dead. If we can't repay our pain, then let their younger generations pay for their previous generations. People in their village plant all day long, step on their feet, and even repay us. There are tombs of our ancestors!!"

Yi Moran was a little confused, what kind of grievances do they have?

After listening to what he said, Si Wudu remembered that he knew about it.It is said to be a tribe, but in fact it is just a small race that has always lived on the back of the mountain. A few decades ago, the Yongsheng Kingdom established a unified world. It is said that the Lord of Yehang Capital once used officers and soldiers to drive out the clansmen who refused to leave.

That's how the contradiction unfolded. Although this kind of village destruction was extreme, but when you think about it carefully, who would want to leave the place where their ancestors lived for generations to make room for others?

After listening to Si Wudu's brief summary to him, Yi Moran felt mixed feelings in his heart. Seeing the man's expression covered by hatred, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Even if that village is ashamed of your people, why did you give him witchcraft?" Si Wudu was a little angry.

The man raised his eyebrows indifferently: "He, if I didn't have the Nine Squares Locking Ghost Talisman, my plan would have been completed long ago."

What?Could it be that the destruction of the entire village was not his goal? !Yi Moran was shocked, he suppressed the idea of ​​rushing up, suppressed his anger and said, "What is your plan?"

"I want this Yongsheng country...to be destroyed." The man in black is frank and frank, and he is not afraid of his plan being known, because he feels that the current Yongsheng country is already in danger, and no one will care about him. "Little Spray"

When Si Wudu heard these remarks, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He probably didn't know that a single word of his could determine the survival of Yongsheng Kingdom.

Yi Moran's heart was heavy. He went down the mountain by himself for the sake of Yongsheng Kingdom, but in fact, there are still many people who are fueling this turmoil!

Just as Yi Moran wanted to continue questioning, he realized that he was about to run away.

"Wudu! Stop him!" Yi Moran shouted loudly, no matter what, this man can't run away! !

Si Wudu understood, and immediately raised his sword, blocking his way: "Where do you want to go?"

After finishing speaking, the money sword moved forward and reached his neck, but the man smiled again: "I am not a ghost, this little money sword is just to cut me open." The arrogance of the words made Si Wudu He sneered again and again.

"Oh? Really?" As soon as the words fell, the money sword pierced straight into his arm, and blood gushed out.

"Impossible!!! It's just a money sword! How could it be pierced?" The man cried out in pain, but Si Wudu continued to stab mercilessly until Yi Moran stopped him.

Si Wudu pulled out the money sword, wiped the blood with a handkerchief in disgust, and sneered in his heart.

Indeed, if the original money sword is really not so powerful, but Si Wudu is very human, he is the king of the underworld!Dead wood can become a sword in his hands, not to mention magic weapons such as money swords.

Of course Yi Moran saw the vision of the money sword, but he didn't ask anything.

The man had already fainted from the pain, Si Wudu picked him up and went back to Caicai's house with Yi Moran.

Fortunately, Zhu Yucheng's cultivation level is not too low, and he strengthened the Jiufang Locking Ghost Formation even more. Bai Changchu in the formation was already covered with injuries.

Seeing that Yi Moran had returned, Zhu Yucheng withdrew his cultivation, bowed respectfully, Yi Moran nodded slightly, and went straight to see how Lu Xihui was doing.

Lu Xihui was still a little excited, he watched Yi Moran approaching, and quickly said: "My Lord! I guarded the lantern!!"

He thought he was too excited and moved too much, and the wound on his neck started to bleed again, but he didn't know that both Yi Moran and Zhu Yucheng felt bad.

Yi Moran smiled gratifiedly: "Yes, you have guarded the lantern. You have officially become my Taoist disciple."

Lu Xihui was smiling excitedly. Hearing this sentence, he burst into tears and kowtowed in one direction: "Father and mother, Xihui can learn Taoism! Xihui can serve the country and become a great hero!"

This seemingly insane and naive remark is actually Lu Xihui's childhood wish.

Yi Moran breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down and helped him up, and while applying medicine to him, said: "Since Yu Cheng met you, then let him accept you as his disciple. But you have to remember, Persevere in everything..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xihui knelt down and kowtowed to Yi Moran first: "Disciple Lu Xihui, pay homage to the temple master!"

After Yi Moran nodded in response, Lu Xihui came to Zhu Yucheng again, about to kneel again, Zhu Yucheng stretched out his hand to support him, and said something that Lu Xihui would remember his whole life: "I hope more, you and I They are famous masters and apprentices, confidantes and confidants."

Zhu Yucheng didn't know why he said such an awkward sentence, and coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

Lu Xihui was stunned, and wrote down his words word by word, and kept them in his heart.

Yi Moran was also stunned, until Si Wudu stood beside him, he felt extremely at ease.

"What about the paper figurine witchcraft?" Si Wudu was a little worried.

Yi Moran sighed, facing up to accept the coolness of the drizzle on his face, and said, "If you can't break this witchcraft within seven days, I'm afraid it will be you and me who will separate Yin and Yang."