A puff of smoke rose from the bowl, and Zi Yao looked at it with wide eyes, it was the first time she had seen such an unreasonable thing, and it was the first time she had seen her own blood have such great ability, and she knew that it was this power that needed to be drawn.

So he no longer sighed, closed his eyes and concentrated, dipped his fingers in a little blood in the bowl, and drew the strange totem in the witch scripture on his chest, like a bird not a bird, like a horse not a horse.

Just as she finished drawing this totem in one breath, a dazzling light flickered, and then Zi Yao felt a hot burning in her chest, and the skin and flesh there seemed to be beginning to burn, and she lay on the ground and couldn't help but cry out.

Qi Bao was startled when he heard the voice, and hurriedly came over to see it, wanting to raise his hand and use a spell to help Zi Yao up, but a strong force bounced Qi Bao down, and he quickly got up again, kept tapping the keyboard, and connected the monitoring equipment.

The master was already lying on the ground, the light in his chest shining even brighter, and a pair of golden wings stretched out behind her, so that Kibo covered her mouth and didn't know what to say.

According to the description in Liu Lao's ancient books, shouldn't the ancestor of the Wu clan be the descendants of Candle Jiuyin? And Candle Jiuyin is a dragon clan! What the hell is going on?

Qibao's thinking is already confused, if the owner wakes up and finds that he has become a birdman, the first person to suffer is herself, she doesn't want to split herself, why didn't she figure it out and let her accept the inheritance directly.

But Qibao looked at Zi Yao worriedly, I don't know how long it took, Zi Yao's shout didn't attract anyone, could it be that this process of accepting the inheritance comes with an enchantment?

Qi Bao shook his head, [Master, how do you feel?] Zi Yao lay on the ground and did not react.

At this time, Zi Yao seemed to be floating in a different world, calling Qi Bao a few times, and found that he was now isolated in an illusory realm, since he was accepting the inheritance, so he didn't worry too much.

Surrounded by darkness, there was only a light in the distance, and she involuntarily raised her arm and flew towards it, and the more she flew, the more illuminated the surroundings became.

The moment Zi Yao lowered her head, she found that the ground under her feet was full of corpses, some beasts and some humans, who could see that they had been dead for many years but had not decayed into white bones, lying there quietly, and when they approached the source of light, Zi Yao found that this was originally the exit of a cave.

Zi Yao flew out of the entrance of the cave, and a warm and bright surrounded her, the grass, rivers, mountains and rivers under her feet kept changing, and she also flew higher and higher, and finally landed on the top of a mountain.

A white-robed and white-haired old woman stood there, with a jade Si Nan Pei hanging around her neck, exactly the same as the one left by the original owner's mother, and she kept playing the bone flute in her hand.

Pleasant music floated on his side, and Zi Yao saw that more creatures appeared at the foot of the mountain, but there were also many black evil spirits at the mouth of the cave that had just floated out by himself, but they were killed by the melodious sound of the flute.

The old man's hand stopped instantly, and she looked back at Zi Yao with interest, "Evil spirit, such a spiritual and comprehended descendant, I haven't seen it for thousands of years."

You understand well, they can be called evil spirits, the world you live in needs the protection of our White Witch Clan, our people are extremely difficult to give birth to and raise, so they are constantly withering, and the one who is sealed in the cave is the Black Witch Clan, which can also be called an evil spirit. ”

"Oh? It turns out that the Wu Clan is divided into the White Witch Clan and the Black Witch Clan, so many things can be explained. ”

The old man smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face became more obvious, "Does the child want to protect the tranquility of this world, or do you just want to protect your family?"

Zi Yao didn't think much about clasping her fists and saluting, "Old man, although I don't know who you are, I guess you must have something to do with me or your ancestor, of course I will protect my family, and as for the evil spirits, I also have my own way to stop them."

Since you can see me by accepting the bloodline, then I would like to ask the old man, is my cousin Zhou Yingluo, her mother and her evil spirits of the Dark Witch Clan?"

The old man didn't answer, and looked into the distance for a long time, "Follow your heart, you can feel it, it means that they may be descendants of the Dark Witch Clan or have a blood connection, just stop her."

Don't you want to know who I am, and don't you want to know what you're going to get?"

Zi Yao raised her head and smiled and knelt down on one knee, "Junior Xiao Xiao visits Patriarch Bai!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, "The little guy is very powerful, how do you know that I am the patriarch and surnamed Bai?"

Zi Yao rubbed her nose, "Guess, if my guess is right, you are the ancestor who sealed the Black Witch Clan two thousand years ago, and the patriarch who led this White Witch Clan likes to wear a white robe, and you can guess that your surname is Bai." ”

The old man laughed, "I'm so smart, so do you know why I'm here?"

Zi Yao frowned and thought about a thousand thoughts, "It should be that you used your soul to guard the seal of the Black Witch Clan, right? As for you who appeared in my mind, it was just a trace of divine consciousness on the Witch Sutra. ”

Thinking of this, Zi Yao's expression froze, "Old man, there is an ancient tomb in Mao'er Mountain near Ba Qing County in Western Secret Province, which was built by the Wu clan more than 2,000 years ago, so it shouldn't be where your mausoleum is, and it is also the place where the Black Witch Clan was sealed!"

The old man turned around when he heard Zi Yao say this, and looked Zi Yao up and down a few more times, this descendant's brain is too bright, and he can guess that these secrets are really powerful through a few simple words of his own.

Looking at her frowning and thinking, she knew that something must have happened that aroused her suspicions, "How do you know, is there something wrong with that ancient tomb?"

Zi Yao nodded, and told the old man in detail about Zhou Yingluo, Zhou's mother and uncle, and the more the old man listened, the more angry he became, "I didn't expect that the Black Witch Clan also has descendants left in the world, Xiao Xiao, your guess is right, that place is my mausoleum, I used my own soul and bloodline to make a seal, and sealed the entire Black Witch Clan in a spatial crack in the center of the tomb!"

It seems that this seal is a little unstable, but now I only have a wisp of divine consciousness attached to the witch scripture, and I am powerless. ”

The old man frowned and was very worried, but after thinking about it, Zi Yao's eyes instantly brightened, "I'll give you the method, you can reinforce the seal, right?"

Zi Yao hurriedly shook her head, "I can't do it, I don't want to sacrifice my family." ”

The old man shook his head, "Not all witchcraft requires sacrifices, that is the tradition of the Black Witch Clan, although we also use human bone magic weapons, but we will not choose living people, and the Black Witch Clan directly removes bones from living people to make magic weapons." ”

Zi Yao was taken aback, "Removing bones from living people to make magic weapons, is this also a form of sacrifice? What are they going to do with the Black Witch Clan? Rule the world? Rule the human race?"