Waste wood knows everything

It is truly an intoxicating experience.

After Si Ran said that sentence, an invisible wave spread from him, linking the other five people present into a wonderful shared vision.

That moment was still remembered by several elders many years later, if I really wanted to describe it, it was a moment when the sky broke through the dark clouds and the eyes suddenly brightened——

Heartfelt feeling.

The location of the core is marked on each puppet with a bright red color, which is clear at a glance.

Qi Feng felt a little dazed at first, and couldn't believe that the core was marked out so easily, but his body movements were faster than his thoughts, so he immediately aimed at the core and swung his sword.

After an extremely slight snap, the core shattered and the puppet fell to the ground.

Obviously, what could not be solved even if it was cut into eight pieces before, now only needs a ray of sword energy penetrating the body, so simple that it makes people feel a little dazed.

The actions of the several elders were extremely unified. After they killed the first puppet half-believingly, they all fell into a deep, even quite moved silence. Then they showed a murderous smile and raised their swords There was a burst of slashing.

The feng shui took turns, and the puppets who were chasing and intercepting only half of their bodies fell to the ground, and everyone even invented a vegetable-cutting style of play, piled the puppets into a pile, and quickly controlled the sword energy midway Turning the corner, one blow cuts off a piece directly.

Under such frenzied unilateral abuse, Jianzong and the others quickly resolved the besieging army of puppets.

Seeing this, Siran was going to turn off the sharing to save some electricity, but before he walked a few steps, he encountered several barriers in front of him.

Normally, the sword cultivators can smash this kind of barrier with a lot of effort, but with Siran's shared vision, the elders only saw a big red circle outlining an area, and made a The arrow pointed to the side, and the three characters "Broken Array Point" were marked.

Siran teased and asked Baoshu: "Didn't you always say 'hit here!' 'Hit here!' before, why are you still serious?"

Baoshu was angry: [Who am I doing this for?Am I still doing it for your sake? 】

This point of breaking the array has simply raised the shared experience to a higher level.

Qi Feng, the leader, smashed the barrier directly with a swipe of his hand. Reminiscent of the scene where the barrier could only be broken by bombing in the past, an inexplicable sob rose from the bottom of his heart.

Along the way, generally speaking, there were no small incidents, but the speed of everyone's progress was not affected in the slightest.

As long as there is a little obstacle, the solution will be marked out very intimately and accurately in front of the eyes, and the talent of sword repairers who can do nothing but fight is deliberately taken into account, as long as they aim at a place and hit a few random hits.

For the elders who have been fighting with brute force for so many years, this is simply a scumbag. After seeing the reference answer, besides being moved, they are still moved.

Until a few people stood at the gate of the Hall of Prayer for Heaven on the First Peak, Siran couldn't stand the power consumption, and after he quickly turned off the sharing function, the four elders were even a little bit stunned and... obsessed.

Elders: Cheater only loved me briefly.

Qi Feng turned his head to look at Siran. For a moment, his eyes were full of envy, nostalgia and reluctance to leave the cheater. He took a step forward with a sincere and envious tone: "Is this - is this the world in your eyes?"

There are often legends in the world of self-cultivation that one is born with the bones of wisdom and one is born with knowledge. It is not surprising to have a natural wisdom eye, not to mention that the mystery of Siran is not limited to this.

Everyone in Jianzong was just grateful and curious before, but now after experiencing it for a while, the deep envy suddenly spewed out.

Who doesn't want a hack?

"Also... not always like this," Si Ran felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw Qi Feng's tearful eyes, "I just use it for special situations sometimes, but most of the time it's quite normal, really."

This kind of real-time annotation function of the treasure book is all obtained in exchange for spiritual power, and it is unbearable to keep doing this.

However, the elders just stood in front of the door quietly pondering and sighing for themselves, and thoughtfully did not ask too much.

Taking advantage of these few minutes, Siran stuffed a few more pills to relieve the dry spiritual power in his body.

The Qitian Palace on the first peak is the most luxurious hall of the Xianyun Sect. As Siran used to be in the Xianyun Sect, he was naturally not qualified to enter.

He looked up at the gate, the gate of this small broken sect is much more luxurious than that of Jianzong, the material seems to be made of metal, and there are various embossed patterns that cannot be understood on it, all inlaid with gold rims, full of ostentation .

Several people thought that it would take a lot of effort to break into the hall, but in the end they just pushed it open without making any sound, and the hall door opened quietly.

When Siran followed into the door, he stretched his neck and glanced at the door, thinking, the bearings of this door are well lubricated.

The hall was in a misty darkness, as if there was a layer of mist in front of his eyes, Su Ran followed him for about ten steps with a thumping little heart, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat!

At this moment, the treasure book popped up: [This is not the one——]

Before the text in front of him was fully displayed, the entire hall was bright as day in an instant. Countless white rays of light shot down from above the head, and the half-opened hall door behind him slammed shut!

At the same time, the complexions of the elders changed instantly, Qi Feng tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and frowned, "Not good! There is actually a spirit-forbidden formation here!"

The last half of the sentence of the treasure book finally came out: [——Is that weird Forbidden Spirit Formation? 】

Siran: "..."

Siran greeted it very sincerely: "Why don't you change the name to Hindsight Book in the future?"

Baoshu was wronged: [What's wrong with me?You didn't ask me, you didn't ask me, I told you, shouldn't you praise me? 】

Forbidden spirit array, a general term for a type of array, its effect is basically related to the confinement of spiritual power.

Spiritual power is the foundation of all existence in the cultivation world, which also means that the Forbidden Spirit Formation itself is an extremely strategic formation, but in contrast, this type of formation is rare, difficult and... A huge movement that cannot be concealed.

At present, there are only two spirit-forbidden formations that Siran has seen that can be deployed without anyone knowing. There was no movement when the formation was set up, and the other one was the thing in front of me.

The moment the palace door was closed and the Forbidden Spirit Formation activated, the elders immediately felt something abnormal in their bodies.

The abundant spiritual power flowing in the meridians seemed to be forcibly shrunk in the body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't mobilize it at all. Even the spirit sword in his hand was somewhat dimmed due to the lack of communication with the master's spiritual power.

"There is a forbidden spirit formation here, and such a high-level formation can actually have an effect on you and me." Qi Feng's expression became serious.

It's not that he hasn't encountered a spirit-forbidden formation before, but he has never heard of a formation that can almost completely confine spiritual power to their level of cultivation.

The surrounding atmosphere was extremely tense at this time. When the elders all looked alert and heavy, Siran was stunned for a moment, raised his fingertips a little strangely, and with a flutter, a small dangling flame came out.

——No, his spiritual power is still there?

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Yun Mo, and Yun Mo raised his hand slightly, and a ray of golden spiritual power slowly emerged in his palm.

Yun Mo's spiritual power is also there.

This made Siran more or less relieved, but soon he muttered in doubt, this forbidden spirit array is quite good at watching the dishes, and it only picks the high-level imprisonment——

Boom!

The sound of metal colliding with each other suddenly sounded.

Turning around suddenly, he saw the left side of the main hall, as if a layer of white cloth covering his eyes was suddenly removed, and pitch-black pillars suddenly appeared there.

Each column stretches straight to the top of the hall, the texture is excellent, with a little bit of transparency, it looks like a clear gem.

There was a formation to isolate sound and sight before, but now that the formation is withdrawn, the scene is revealed, and at the same time, there are countless noisy human voices and metal impact sounds.

Si Ran squinted his eyes and saw that there were at least a hundred pillars in front of him, each of which was holding a person on more than a dozen of them. , embracing Heizhu's five-hundred-pitched bang with eyes blurred...Young Master Ye Mingming.

As expected, Young Master Ye was safe and sound, but he had some mental problems, obviously falling into some kind of illusion.

Sometimes his face is lingering, and sometimes he is angry. When he is lingering, he hugs the pillar and strokes gently. When he is angry, he punches and kicks to grab the pearl.The metal forehead on the head hit the pillar, and there was a "squeak" sound heard before.

"Five hundred pumps! Give me back five hundred pumps!" Young Master Ye's illusion was obviously extremely terrifying, he clenched the pillar tightly, wishing to bite his teeth, "Go to hell and give me back my five hundred pumps, you green hair!" !"

Then in the next second, his expression changed, his fingers gently slid across the pillar, and his smile was extraordinarily happy: "Ten ten in a row are golden...hehehe..."

Siran: "..."

He probably knew what the fantasy of Young Master Ye was like.

Siran moved away from Young Master Ye who was trapped in the illusion, and glanced at the rest of the people. Most of these people were wearing Ye Xuanzong's costumes. Some people who probably received Ye Xuanzong's reward in the past few days also successfully entered.

The pillars were arranged unevenly, one blocking the other, and Su Ran was frowning to look for Gu Ling's figure, but he heard a few unusually consistent sounds of long swords being sheathed next to him, and suddenly felt bad .

Sure enough, as soon as he turned his head, he saw four elders in charge of military force put away their long swords and walked towards the pillar with confused eyes.

The elders actually lined up, one after another, found a row of four pillars and hugged them up, their expressions were blurred, and they knew at a glance that they had all been hit.

Suddenly he was unable to support his forehead.

The column seems to have the function of creating an illusion, and everyone's reaction is different.

Except for Young Master Ye, who was deeply poisoned by listening to the fairyland, the rest of the monks were either ecstatic because their cultivation base soared and obtained strange treasures, or they were hurt by others and their cultivation base fell and suffered pain. However, the painting style of several elders of Jianzong...is exceptional Qingqi.

Qi Feng touched the column carefully, and muttered in his mouth: "Oh, what's the matter, why are you angry again? Does this female fox like it? Its hair is beautiful, what about this one? What a beautiful tail! Oh, why are you angry again? Why are you so irritable lately, and the estrus period hasn’t come yet? Don’t you like female foxes? Then... what about this male fox? Hey, hey, don’t scratch anyone, don’t scratch!!”

"Spiritual stones," Elder Yu lay on the pillar with a sad face, "You saw so many yesterday, why are you missing so many today? My spiritual stones..."

He paused, and suddenly his expression became more sad: "Hair, I saw you had so much hair yesterday, why did you lose so much today? My hair..."

Siran: "..."

Yun Mo: "..."

Elder Li of Law Enforcement Hall and Elder Lin who was in charge of Jianzong’s diplomacy were not much better. One was yelling “Where are you? Come on! Come and fight! I can still fight!”; He roared furiously, "If I quit, whoever loves to do it! You can't leave all the shit about communicating with other sects to me just because I lost a fight!"

Siran used great willpower to pull himself out of this good show.

No, you can't laugh, the situation is so serious now, and the unknown enemy is still hiding in the dark!Anyone who can fight is hit!Now you and Yun Mo are the only ones left!

Siran took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was a bit heavier. He asked Baoshu: "What's the matter with this forbidden spirit array? Where are these pillars?"

Treasure book: [Chenghui... Forget it, I'll take it on my own. Well, this spirit-forbidden formation is not a formation in the cultivation world. It should come from the fairy world. The usefulness of this formation is not particularly extensive.Although it is quiet, effective, relatively simple, and quick to set up, it doesn't even have to be a fairy... But all the advantages are exchanged for a huge disadvantage. 】

Baoshu was also a little speechless: [People controlled by this forbidden spirit formation will not suffer any harm within this formation, oh yes, psychological aspects are not counted. 】

Siran has a sense of absurdity that can be found in any forest as big as a bird: "Could this formation be invented to create a peaceful and friendly coexistence environment so that everyone can sit down and chat without fighting?"

Baoshu was surprised: [I haven't said it yet, how do you know? 】

Siran was expressionless: "Think with your head."

Treasure Book: […]

But in this way, those who are controlled by the formation are temporarily safe, while he and Yun Mo who are not affected by the forbidden spirit formation are more dangerous! ?

Baoshu continued: [Okay, let's go to the next one.This pillar is called the Nightmare Phantom Pillar, which is a special product in the Demon Realm. It is not too precious, so it can be seen everywhere.You have also seen the effect, which can present a series of scenes that can cause people's emotions to fluctuate violently.But it is relatively tasteless, and it is only effective for people with relatively low strength.A little more spiritual power can resist its effect, but in the forbidden spirit formation, everyone has no spiritual power to use, so they all got hit. 】

Looking at the scene of the demons dancing in the column area, Siran sighed, and decisively began to flip through the answers, and directly asked the treasure book about the method of breaking the forbidden spirit formation.

Baoshu said that although the array was useless, the level was quite high, so he drained nearly [-]% of his spiritual power, instantly changing from green full battery to red low battery.

Here, he was looking for the breaking point of the formation according to the narration in the treasure book, when a soft and slow voice suddenly sounded, as if someone whispered in his ear.

"Are you... satisfied with what you saw?"

Shocking suddenly, he turned his head vigilantly, there was no one beside him except Yun Mo.

Yun Mo also frowned, pressed on the hilt of the ink sword, and looked deeply at the farthest wall of the hall with a pair of black eyes.

That wall turned out to be a secret door, which slowly opened to both sides, and a man in white came out from inside.

The man's long hair hangs down, revealing a lifeless gray-white color, his face looks like a young man in his 40s or [-]s, but his eyes are extremely cloudy, his eyes are strange and smiling, and the people who look at him are extremely uncomfortable.

The shoes worn by the man in white don't know what kind of material they are. When they stepped on the ground, they made an extraordinarily crisp clicking sound. Every sound seemed to ring in people's ears. His hands were hanging down, and he felt a sense of incongruity , with such a posture, slowly walked to a position ten steps away from Siran.

"Aren't they very interesting?" The man in white looked at the Nightmare Pillar with great interest, "This is the Nightmare Pillar, but it's a rare spirit item from the Demon Realm, and the effect looks good."

Siran: "..."

Rare spirit?

This thing is something that can be seen everywhere in the demon realm appointed by the treasure book. How come this person's worth has been raised several grades?

For people in the cultivation world, the Yaoyu has always been the birthplace of all kinds of strange legends.

When the man in white mentioned the word "Yaoyu", he seemed to be paying attention to intimidation or playing tricks, but he didn't see the panic and panic. Instead, he saw a kind of... a particularly indescribable speechlessness on Si Ran's face.

He slightly retracted his smiling expression, and after thinking about it, he said with some regret: "At your level, maybe you haven't come into contact with the monster race... That's all."

The man in white straightened his clothes, as if the foreplay was over and the whole article was finally starting, he said slowly: "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time... Siran."

He pronounced the last two words very meaningfully.

The man in white paused for a moment. He seemed to have a habit of performing anytime and anywhere. After every move, he liked to observe the expressions of others.

But Si Ran is obviously not a good audience. Most of the time, the expressions he gives are not what the actors want to see.

The man in white shook his head slightly, and said tolerantly: "Forget it, let me introduce myself, I am—"

"Are you Si Xingfeng?" Siran interrupted him, looked up and down, a little strangely, "You look... have changed a lot."

Of course, this may also be because Si Xingfeng appeared too rarely in his memory.

It's just that when Xiao Siran and Si Xingfeng met for the first time, this person still looked like a normal cultivator. It's only been 12 years since then, why from head to toe there is a feeling of...an evil heretic.

Si Xingfeng paused, as if a little surprised: "Do you still remember me?"

He laughed out loud, with a trace of complaint and dissatisfaction on his face: "Then shouldn't you call me...father?"

Regarding this kind of behavior of people who seem to be behind the scenes rushing up to see his father off, Siran also responded in a friendly way: "Excuse me, are you my father?"

Si Xingfeng was genuinely surprised: "How do you know?"

Actually don't know, just guesswork.

Through the replay of Hongchenyu, he also noticed some abnormalities in his memory, such as Si Xingfeng's strange attitude, and the magic technique used in the cultivation world to determine whether there is a blood relationship that he has hardly done. .

Siran thought so in his heart, but he didn't move at all on the surface, he just touched his face: "Maybe it's because I'm so good-looking."

Si Xingfeng: "..."

Siran sighed: "No way, from a genetic point of view, if you are really my father, then my mother must be beautiful like a fairy, in order to neutralize the points you have left behind and give birth to such a good-looking person like me ah."

Si Xingfeng: "..."

Although Siran usually has a bit of color control, he never uses his appearance to attack others. This move is his intentional targeting of Si Xingfeng personally.

In addition to being unhappy with this person who is rushing to become a father and is obviously playing some tricks, on the other hand, when everyone at the scene is still safe, try to stimulate Si Xingfeng to see if he can play a role as a villain Necessary skills - talk more, it is best to die with too much talk.

Si Xingfeng's complexion changed slightly immediately, he squinted his eyes, and looked at Si Ran from head to toe with wet and cold eyes, until he felt goosebumps all over his body so tired that he was going to go on strike, so he snorted softly, as if It's helpless: "If no one teaches, it's true that tutoring is not good. If it's not because you are still useful--that's all, anyway...you won't live long."

Si Ran's face remained unchanged, but Yun Mo tightened his fingers, and the ink sword at his waist let out a soft chime.

Only then did Si Xingfeng turn his eyes to Yun Mo, who was at the side, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes: "It's also strange that there is still a fish that slipped through the net."

He didn't pay too much attention to it: "It seems that this Forbidden Spirit Formation lacks the support of immortal energy. If it is replaced by spiritual energy, the effect will be somewhat reduced, but it doesn't matter. A Nascent Soul stage can't make any troubles."

Si Ran was urging Baoshu to share his vision with Yun Mo at this time. Baoshu had already found the breaking point of the Forbidden Spirit Formation, but the location was a bit awkward and the range was relatively small, so Yun Mo had to come.

It's just that the spiritual power in his body is not enough, and the sharing time is only a few short breaths, which cannot be recharged under Si Xingfeng's nose.

Fortunately, with Yun Mo's vision and strength, a moment of sharing is enough for him to see clearly the breaking point.

"Immortal energy?" Hearing the words, Siran caught a key word, relying on his status as "still useful" in Si Xingfeng's mouth, he asked directly, "What immortal energy?"

As expected, Si Xingfeng shifted his attention away from Yun Mo and looked at Si Ran: "What a cultivator seeks is nothing more than ascending to immortality. This immortal energy is of course the power of the immortal world."

The power of the fairy world?

Siran suddenly remembered that all the weird things that green hair used before seemed to be related to the fairy world, and what little Yuanzhu said about ancient immortals was obviously not a product of the cultivation world.

Siran tried his best to put on a puzzled and confused face, thought for a while, and added a touch of shock on purpose, which was a little exaggerated: "Immortal, fairy world!? Oh my god, is this true? Could it be that you have already become a fairy?" gone?"

Si Xingfeng: "..."

The other party's expression was exaggerated and stupid to a certain extent, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether it was irony or seriousness.

However, the inherent impression of Siran, a waste wood with five spirit roots, still dispelled a trace of doubt in his heart, and defined Siran's exaggerated surprise as shallow knowledge, which should have greatly satisfied his vanity Heart, but inexplicably aggrieved because the cheerleaders are too amateur.

Si Xingfeng slowed down a bit, but his face still showed a hint of joy because of the word "becoming a fairy" that Si Ran said: "Is it becoming a fairy? I haven't, but... soon."

His expression was particularly meaningful, his eyes fell on Siran's heart, and he repeated: "It will be soon."

At this moment, Siran felt that he was not looking at his heart, but passed through the area of ​​his heart, and saw the blood curse that once existed on his back.

Xianshuizhu's warnings are about things that are about to happen, combined with the weird things about Xian Yunzong and Si Xingfeng's strange attitude towards him, he has reason to suspect that this blood curse is the result of Si Xingfeng.

Si Ran regained his composure, seeing that Si Xingfeng was morbidly immersed in the contemplation and fantasies of the word "Chengxian", he had to interrupt, trying to pry something more out of his mouth: "Then you put all these people together. What are you doing here? Ye Xuanzong is in the Western Regions, why did you provoke you?"

"They?" Si Xingfeng came back to his senses, "It's useless for me to want them, if it wasn't for Ye Mingming's tracking of Lu Yu's news, I would not be bothered to take action against them... Tsk, it hurt me so much It took me a while to set up this forbidden spirit array, but I didn't expect Yun Xinzhi to finally attract you."

After many days, the green-haired monk finally has a name, which is gratifying to congratulate.

"Attract me?" Siran was not surprised, but he didn't understand what Si Xingfeng thought about him so much, "You did everything just to attract me?"

"That's true," Si Xingfeng said lightly, "I asked Jianzong to protect you because I didn't want you to die accidentally. Who would have thought that Jianzong really took care of it? It's like a copper wall and an iron wall, so you can't get in. It's really a waste of time. After a lot of effort... I finally waited for you to come."

Siran didn't expect that he was still "bearing a heavy responsibility", and he was even more confused: "Me? What's wrong with me? I have no blood relationship with you. If you want to continue the bloodline, you can't find me, right?"

Si Xingfeng seemed to have been waiting for this question for a long time. He paused, as if he was preparing for it. After a while, he said very slowly: "The purpose of all I did is very simple, just to ascend...and you, you It's an honor to be a part of my plan, just because you... have fragments of the fairy ladder on your body."

Xianti?

The Immortal Stairway is a guide that descends from the Immortal Realm when a monk ascends. It is the embodiment of a rule, and it can also be called a special space channel.

Siran didn't know much about the fairy ladder, so he didn't ask the treasure book this time, because inexplicably, such an idea popped up in his mind——

No, it's not like that.

"Impossible," Si Randang denied, "How could there be fragments of the fairy ladder on my body?"

Si Xingfeng didn't care about his words, and said to himself: "The fairy ladder is the original existence of the fairy world. It can lead the monks to take off the mortal body and become a fairy fetus. It is the most precious treasure in the world. If it can be integrated Fragments of the fairy ladder can directly ascend in the daytime."

"Ascension in the daytime? I think you are daydreaming," Siran scoffed at his words, "It is impossible for the fairy ladder to have fragments, let alone exist in the human body, you—"

What he hadn't finished speaking seemed to be silenced abruptly, only his lips could be seen moving, but no sound could be heard.

"You look good, but your words are too unpleasant." Si Xingfeng raised a finger in front of his mouth, "Be quiet, I will feel better, and your death will be more comfortable."

Si Xingfeng took two steps forward and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to stroke his back along the back of his neck, but Si Ran took three steps back in fear, and even pulled Yun Mo away from him.

Si Xingfeng was not angry, he put down his hand and rubbed his index finger lightly: "The fate of people is different, the fairy ladder has been in your body for so many years, but you don't know how to integrate it, and I, I It will strip the fairy ladder from your body—"

As soon as he changed his voice, as if he had reached the most critical point, a smug expression appeared on his face: "—— Xue Qi Curse, do you know the Xue Qi Curse?"

Si Ran was silenced, but just rolled his eyes, thinking, not only do I know the Blood Curse, but I can also—

"The fairy ladder is an invisible thing. It is a cohesion of rules. It cannot be detected by conventional means. I also used a special fairy weapon to know the existence of the fairy ladder fragments in your body. Similarly, the fairy ladder fragments cannot be detected by conventional means. Peeling, even if the bones are worn away and the muscles are torn apart little by little, it is difficult to separate them."

Si Xingfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Fortunately, there is also the Blood Qi Curse, and it is the only technique that can turn your body into dust and guide the separation of the fragments of the fairy ladder."

"It takes ten years to complete this technique, but the previous preparation took me 500 years," Si Xingfeng seemed to sigh, "A cultivator has a limited lifespan, how many 500 years can he have in a lifetime?" Years? For the past 500 years, I have neglected my cultivation and devoted myself to the Blood Qi Curse, because I know that there are too few people in this cultivation world who can ascend, no matter how hard I try, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to become a fairy——

He sighed lightly: "Fortunately, the Xueqi Curse...successful."

Siran: "..."

Siran's expression was extremely strange for a moment.

"Do you have something to say?" Si Xingfeng looked at Si Ran's sudden change of expression. He didn't want to listen to him at first, but after thinking about it, he thought it would be quite interesting to listen to the weak begging for mercy before dying. He waved his hand, Lifting Siran's silence, he said very generously, "Okay... you can tell."

Siran said nothing.

Seeing this, Si Xingfeng even said a few words of comfort: "Just say what you want, don't worry, I won't kill you until the fragments of the fairy ladder are stripped out."

Si Ran's scalp was numb from Si Xingfeng's gaze, and he had no choice but to say: "...Forget it, that, tell me, what else do you want to say? Uh, right, my—— "

"Say," Si Xingfeng squinted his eyes, but was aroused a little curiously, "Do I have to promise you again? You are still useful, and I won't kill you... OK, add one more, I will It won't hurt you, how about it? Tell me."

Siran: "..."

Say?say what?

Said that the blood curse that you have worked so hard to prepare for 500 years has been lifted by me?

The author has something to say: Siran (gesturing): I am only one sentence away from dying on the spot.