"Peng, Peng!"
I turned my head and saw that Mo Qiduo and Mo Qishao fell off the chairs together, their faces all in shock.
Mo Shidao is their great-grandfather, how can you not know his name
But the weird person in front of him is obviously not the original image of Mo Shidao. Looking at his translucent skin, I really want to ask him: "What have you experienced?"
Blood Bamboo's body trembled more severely, and I could feel the anger and hatred suppressed by Blood Bamboo's heart, almost coming out of my body.
Hao Yangzi and their faces were shocked, and their eyes were extremely shocked. Maybe they are too young to know who Mo Shidao is, but the Yinshan Pavilion outside is absolutely thunderous.
"Jiang Du, this seat has been watching you secretly. You rarely get such a gaffe. It seems that you know who this seat is. This seat is right. The'ghost prison' tools that have been released have already fallen. You do it, otherwise, don’t give up the burning spell and cast it. It’s impossible to restrain your soul."
A smile appeared on Mo Shidao's face, whose appearance was greatly changed, and he spoke casually.
"Ghost prison?"
When I heard this term, there was a magic tool flashing in my mind.
It turned out that the real name of that thing was called a ghost prison? That's right, it was the magic tool for imprisoning ghosts, but the conspiracy planned by Meng Yishuang almost trapped me and Xu Fulong and others in the ghostly ghost space inspired by the ghost prison tool.
Hao Martingzi and the others got up, put the Mo family brother and sister who fell to the ground back into the chairs, and all looked at Mo Shidao inquisitively.
I stabilized my mood, looked at the blood bamboo peach, and motioned to her to hold on.
The blood bamboo peach nodded insignificantly.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat down, focused on Mo Shi Dao with my black ink eyes, and said in a condensed voice: "The ghost prison tool has lost the mark of the previous owner. Generally speaking, it proves that its owner has fallen. That's it. Things belong to Mo Shi Dao, so it is estimated that Mo Shi Dao is no longer alive. Then, how did your Excellency become Mo Shi Dao? Are you lying to me?"
I won't immediately believe what this person said, he said he is Mo Shi Dao, is it really Mo Shi Dao
"Hahaha." The weird man raised his head and laughed, pointing to me and said: "Interesting, you young man is really funny, and you have a deep blessing, no wonder you can get the ghost prison law to recognize the master, it is really extraordinary."
I was very angry, but I could only look at him quietly, and the corner of my eyes swept over the evil master Scorpion Miao Miao standing by the wall. My heart was awe-inspiring, and I didn't dare to act rashly.
No one is strong in the situation, so naturally I don't dare to be reckless, otherwise, I don't know how to die.
"Xiaodu, he is indeed Mo Shidao of the ** Demon Academy, because I am the deputy head of the ** Demon Academy." Xue Zhutao suddenly spoke, and with only one sentence, I froze there.
I turned my head to look at the bloody bamboo peaches in my eyes, and wanted to ask: "Since you are the deputy head of the eldest sister, how do you get it
This step of the field? "
However, you can’t ask this question. In fact, you don’t need to ask carefully. I guess the bloody bamboo peach is staring at Mo Shidao’s deep hatred eyes. When the bloody bamboo peach falls to this end, the instigator must be the one who caused it. It's Mo Shidao.
As for the specific process? The blood bamboo peach looked unbearable, so naturally he would not elaborate, and Mo Shidao would not say much, so I can only imagine it reasonably.
I looked at Mo Shidao, he was retracting the look at the bloody bamboo peach, his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking with his external appearance.
This guy's skin is indeed young, but in fact it is old and strong, which is definitely not something I can see through.
Because of Luan Xiu'er's memory, I have determined that Mo Shidao is a brave and righteous boss. Wherever there are evil spirits, and where people are victimized, he will appear to save others. This is my first impression of Mo Shidao.
But now, this impression has long been shattered.
The damned Mo Shidao suddenly appeared, or he appeared in this place, then, who arranged the Feng Shui Huandong Thousand Burial Bureau? It's already clear.
Also, how can such a high-end Feng Shui killing bureau be arranged by a Mao and Agou
"In that case, here is...?"
I suddenly looked at the hall, and Mo Shidao stared at me with a very interested look.
"Could it be that this is the Mo Family Ancestral House?"
I looked at this space and asked this.
"Slap, slap."
Mo Shidao actually clapped his chin a few times, and said with a gratified expression: "Jian Du, you really didn't let this seat down. You guessed where this place is so quickly? That's right, this is the Mo family's ancestral house. Mo The two little dolls in the family got the inheritance of puppetry here. Do you really think they have good luck? No, if I didn't intend to, how would they get the true pass?"
Mo Shidao smiled and looked at Mo Qiduo and Mo Qiyao who were shocked.
I glanced at the siblings, turned my head, looked at Mo Shidao, staring at his face, and suddenly there was a horrible conjecture. The more I thought about it, the more scary I became, and I couldn't stop trembling.
The voice tremblingly asked: "Mo Shidao, you should be in a new state at this moment? Don't tell me, your translucent flesh and blood is condensed from the essence extracted from the one hundred and forty or fifty corpses? "
"It's too cruel, how could it be possible?" Mo Qishao shouted aside, shook his head desperately.
Mo Qishao, who was toasting and drinking, stopped suddenly, and then recovered as before, slowly took a sip of red wine in the glass, and then shook the glass, and said casually: "Jian Du, you are right, I do. He was reborn, and this body had just been condensed, so it was still in a translucent state, and when it was completely integrated with the soul, it would be like a normal person.
But there is still something you don’t want to understand, so I will tell you together
All right. The inner bones of this newborn body come from a female corpse that has been nourished by Yin Qi for decades. To be precise, it is the bones of a woman who now calls herself Bloody Bamboo Peach. "
Mo Shidao looked at the blood bamboo peach violently shaking his body playfully.
I was taken aback, turned my head to look at the blood bamboo peach, and yelled anxiously: "Be safe and not irritable."
This roar was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the bloody bamboo peach that was about to lose control was stunned to gather back the escaping blood, but the fist was already clenched.
It can be seen how high her anger value is.
I looked at the proud Mo Shidao, and said in a dark voice: "Okay, your Excellency is honest and honest, I finally understand that the bones left by Sister Bamboo Peach, combined with the flesh and blood essence of one hundred and fifty-six living sacrifices, have created a With a new body that can carry your ghosts, you killed so many creatures in order to resurrect? Mo Shidao, fortunately, you are still the leader of the righteous sect. Are you afraid of retribution when you do things like this?"
"Hahaha, retribution? You kid is naive. Retribution does happen, but the profound method of this seat is so powerful that this retribution has long been transferred to all living beings. Of course, this seat will not be punished.
Using this technique, it is true that there is a loss in Yin Virtue, but what can it be? This seat was ecstatic. Due to the devil's calamity, the body was completely dead, but the soul remained, but the Yinshan Pavilion had a major change. The ** Demon Temple and the Soul Chamber were removed from the name, and the Yinshan Pavilion was renamed the Yeshan Pavilion.
That's not even counted, the many disciples cultivated by the painstaking effort of this seat, dead and disabled, the Demon Academy disappeared from the outside. After I learned about it, how could he not hate it
In order to make a comeback in the Magic Academy, what can't we kill even more people? Hahaha. "
Mo Shidao laughed wildly, and what he said was inhumane.
I looked at Mo Shidao like this coldly, and in a daze, he and Jiang Zihuai, the old demon of the Soul Academy, merged into one.
These two great powers, who came from the Fangwai School of Righteous Taoism, turned into cruel and innocent demon heads. It can only be said that the Night Mountain Pavilion cut away the ** Demon Academy and the Corpse Soul Academy, and only retains the Fifth Academy. , Is a very wise choice.
I waited for Mo Shidao to laugh, and then said in a deep voice, "Your behavior is similar to that of seizing the house in the evil ways, but I don’t understand it. You can find a new dead body that is not contaminated with cause and effect to seize a new life. , Why did you turn so many bends around
It took six to seventy years to arrange the Feng Shui killing bureau, and a little accumulation of thousands of corpses can provide a pure yin nourishing environment for the corpse of Sister Zhutao. Finally, it will attract one hundred and fifty-six. Only ten young people can make a new body by making sacrifices.
This is extremely complicated, let alone it actually works? So, your way of resurrection is illogical. "
I stared at Mo Shidao, and said this.
(End of this chapter)