Mo Shidao sat down and waved his hand, and the ghost servant couple saluted respectfully and retreated.

I'm a wooden body, and of course I won't have a change in expression, but I know that if I were in human form, I would be frightened by this demon.

This guy is simply a last resort.

The eyes of the main array have all been refined into the body, unless he is killed, otherwise, he will not be able to destroy the Thousand Burial Bureau at all.

But the Thousand Burial Bureau is running well, and the demons who have been summoned will be guarded by their orders.

If we don't move, the demons will stand aside without moving, but I'm sure that once I and the blood bamboo peach attack, a group of demon masters will immediately attack, so even if the blood bamboo peach has a strong ability, and even, I have comprehended some kind of forbidden method again, it is not so many powerful demon opponents, it will be instantly subdued.

It is because of this that Mo Shidao, who has not been resurrected for a long time, dares to be so arrogant and arrogant in front of us, and people have the strength and confidence to suppress us with their backhands.

One force will drop ten, and in the face of absolute power, all calculations are floating clouds.

No, there is no such thing as true perfection in this world!

No calculation, it is impossible to have no loopholes at all, even if it is as strong as Mo Shidao, it is impossible to design a 100% perfect game, I must calm down and find a way to find that hidden flaw, as long as it is broken in one fell swoop, there will not necessarily be no turnaround.

Also, find a way to delay time, before you find the flaws in this killing game, don't be reckless and impulsive, the other party is a big devil who has gone through life and death and despises human life, and the number of paragraphs is many times better than Meng Yishuang and the like, it is impossible to find the flaws simply, I need time.

Thinking of this, I slowly sat back in my chair, looked at Mo Shidao, and whispered: "Your Excellency is really calculating, amazing, you are ruthless enough to others, and even more ruthless to yourself."

These more than forty skulls are the forty-three Taoist priests who originally died in the old Xingguan, right? It took you decades to refine them into a set of magic tools, and it was really well-intentioned to shrink them to that shape. If you're not mistaken, the 'main skull' you used as the heart of the Immortal Treasure Body should be on the real corpse of Luqiu, right? ”

I glanced at the ghost body of Lu Qiu Zhenren.

"Jiang Du, this seat appreciates you more and more, except for your stubborn insistence on the so-called justice, your every move is pleasing to the eye, super fast, bold and careful, wise, and a natural leader.

And the luck was so good that it exploded, and only the 'White Skull' magic tool created by the inner core of the soul stone carried a part of the 'Dazeqiu Inheritance' outside the square.

But so many people have entered the Feng Shui Ring Thousand Burial Bureau, only you have been blessed with this thing, and you have been blessed by it at a critical time, and even, take the initiative to pass on to you the Dazeqiu Dao Method, this luck, tsk.

It's no wonder that God favors you, and you can draw inferences from one another, it's amazing that you can think of Luqiu Zhenren's head here so quickly. Looking at them from this seat, they are all confused, your brain power is far superior to that of these guys. ”

Mo Shidao nodded his heart, and then nodded a little bit of Hao Yingzi and the other nine people, and said such a thing.

My heart skipped a beat, and I finally understood the origin of the white skull in my purse.

It is indeed a powerful magic tool, its real name is 'White Skull', but it is very vivid.

What is the inner core of the soul stone? Listening to the name, it is far stronger than the soul stone.

The miscellaneous secret book carried in it, what is actually the 'Osawa Hill Inheritance'?

What is the inheritance of Osawagaoka? I'm confused, but I know it's absolutely extraordinary.

"Listen to what you mean, the White Skull magic tool was not refined by you yourself?" I asked.

"Of course not, this thing has a spirit, it chooses its own master, no one can force it, and it is produced in Dazeqiu, outside the party. In the early years, I participated in the Osawa Hill ghost god sacrifice ceremony, and I got this thing by chance, but unfortunately the fortune was not enough, and I was never recognized by it, and I couldn't get the inheritance of Dazeqiu inside, which is a pity.

This time it's just a whim, throw it into the Thousand Burial Bureau, and see if you can find its destined person?

I never thought you had picked it up! What shocked me even more was that the white skull chose you! What the hell is mysterious about you kid? Why are the mysterious magic tools that were born during the sacrifice ceremony of the ghosts and gods of Osawa Hill willing to follow you? It's weird. ”

Mo Shidao explained the origin of the white skull, looking me up and down, as if he wanted to see through everything inside and out.

I don't understand the Dazeqiu ghost and god sacrifice ceremony in his mouth or something, and I also know that if I ask questions, people don't have the patience to talk to me in detail, so I don't ask at all, but I deeply remember these strange terms, and if I have a chance in the future, I can ask Ning Yuru about it.

A group of partners, including Blood Bamboo Peach, and even, including those demonic masters waiting by the wall, all looked at me curiously, and like Mo Shidao, they couldn't understand why I was favored by the White Skull alone?

I'm confused, who knows what's going on?

Ever since I was designed by Jiang Zhao, my life has been completely out of control, and I have embarked on a strange road that I don't know will lead there.

Tomb bell No. 63, the ghost prison magic tool, plus the white skull magic tool, found my body one by one.

I also want to find someone who understands and asks, what is different about me from others? Why are these things that others have never encountered in their lifetime rushing into my arms? What do you like about me?

"Shelving this first, Mo Zhangyuan, the matter has come to this, you should say it, what do you want us to do?"

I asked this, turned my head to look at nine people and one ghost, and then turned back to stare at Mo Shidao.

The big devil set up a banquet to entertain us, and said so many secrets, it is by no means idle and nothing to do, with the comparative analysis of the strength of the two sides at this moment, everyone knows that it is easy for him to kill us, but until now, after he has revealed so many secrets, he has no intention of killing, that is, he has other plans.

Combined with his idea of wanting to take revenge on the Fifth Courtyard of the Night Mountain Pavilion like Jiang Zihuai, I vaguely guessed his true intentions, but I can't be sure, I need Mo Shidao to say it in person.

Mo Shidao looked at me strangely, half speechless.

With a laugh, Mo Shidao broke the silence, stretched out his hand and nodded at me, and said softly: "Jiang Du, this seat puts on this pomp, others can't figure out what to do, you are so wise, can't you understand?"

No, it's not that you can't think of it, but you need to hear it before you count, and you're really cautious.

Also, this seat appreciates your wisdom and prudence, so it's better to be open and honest. Listen up, these people here have outstanding performance in the assessment of the Feng Shui Ring Thousand Burial Bureau, and they are all selected disciples of this seat.

And you, Jiang Du, have a strong character, good decision-making, wisdom and courage, and a gift of luck, and after the assessment and confirmation, you are qualified to become the big disciple of this seat, inherit the mantle of this seat, and the head of the Demon Courtyard in the future will be you. You must shoulder the heavy mission of reviving the prestige of the Demon Courtyard and sweeping away the five courtyards of the Night Mountain Pavilion. ”

Although I had expected it, I was shocked and speechless.

As soon as his words came out, it caused a great earthquake in the hearts of those present.

"Mo Shidao, you set up a bureau to kill so many of my classmates, just for an apprentice selection assessment?" Wei Hong stood up angrily and scolded the demon angrily.

How can that be? Even if you are really my great-grandfather, you can't kill innocents indiscriminately. Mo Qiduo's angry eyes almost burst into flames.

"You're so cruel, so hateful, woo." Liu Aiwen was shocked and angry, crying in the end.

Mo Qi was trembling with anger, and he was still thinking about comforting Liu Aiwen, and kept patting Coco Aiwen's back, for fear of making her angry.

Hao Yingzi's eyes narrowed, staring straight at Mo Shidao, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Amitabha, good, good."

The monk of Yuanchu and the nun of Yuanchi couldn't bear to close their eyes and chant the scriptures.

Ushino blinked his triangular eyes, and his eyes crossed the color of calculation.

Qin Lunyin's face was stiff as if she had just undergone plastic surgery, she remained the same, and even her eyes did not change, she was calm enough.

Blood Bamboo Peach sat there, the yin flames on his body bubbling one after another, obviously very indignant.

When I turned my head, I took in everyone's reactions, and my heart couldn't help but tighten.