Chapter 861

"It's ridiculous to sacrifice children. I won't agree."

Don't cherish Yan's slap, slapping heavily on the old case, staring coldly at the stick sitting not far away, looking still the old God, with anger beating at the bottom of his eyes.

"Princess seven, although you may not be able to accept it, I came up with such a way to deal with it for the sake of Liangping and more people."

It is obvious that the magic stick is very familiar with playing an expert. When it opens its mouth and moves, it brings its own fairy spirit, which makes people unconsciously trust.

Unfortunately, only Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan are facing him now.

The two of them may be the most disliked people in the world.

After all, they are all rebellious. They know cause and effect, and they also understand that planting cause and effect and practice are very disadvantageous. "

But obviously the prodigy didn't know that.

Because strictly speaking, from the moment he appeared in Liangping, he had been stained with cause and effect.

In addition, he forcibly made up those sacrificial words. If he really wanted to go on the road of practice, he shouldn't come here or say these words.

If they pay attention to practice, they will certainly plant demons.

But the other party has not changed.

"The way you say to deal with it is to let those innocent children die?"

Don't cherish Yan's sneer. "Taoist priest, since you are a man of practice, don't you know the word cause and effect?"

As soon as her voice fell, the divine stick raised his eyes suddenly and stared at Mo Xiyan in amazement.

"Why are you surprised?" she chuckled. "You are not the only one in the world who knows the way of practice. Taoist priest, don't you want to continue practicing and get the way as soon as possible?"

Her words were seductive and hit the seven inches of the divine stick.

He did practice, but his qualification was too poor. When he could no longer make progress, he came to the world of mortals and began his life of cheating.

Of course, he won't admit cheating.

Because he thinks he still has some real skills.

At least compared with those real fakes who set up stalls, he at least learned it seriously.

But the longer he was on earth, the faster his spiritual power passed.

This made him understand that he was basically a spiritual insulator.

So he broke the jar even more.

Not only no longer care about those practices.

Even those things that are fruity and even stained with blood and soul, he has not done less.

He always felt that he was hopeless, and then he gradually became a real stick.

Even mixed with Moqi Dao.

Now, the woman in front of him actually told him that she could practice?

Is that possible?

Although his heart wanted to laugh.

But in the bottom of my heart, a voice asked him.

Since there is no hope, why not try?

It doesn't cost money to try, does it?

The look of the divine stick has obviously changed.

Mo Xiyan exchanged a look with Murong Yu, and the back looked at the magic stick light way, "as long as you want, there is hope. You should know that there are three thousand roads and nine thousand paths. In these roads, you can always find one suitable for you, can't you?"

Yes, that's right! The divine stick shouted excitedly.

But soon his eyes were slightly dark again. It was because he also knew the three thousand dharmas that he realized that he really had no hope.

However, Mo Xiyan's next words brightened the stick's eyes again.

She said, "there's no spiritual power. You can fix it again. However, if there's no spiritual power, it's really dead."

The divine staff is excited. He has been in his mind for countless times. It's a picture of how to practice next.

But fortunately, he also knew what kind of environment he was in and who he was facing, so he thought about it and asked carefully, "the seventh Princess means that as long as I determine my own way, I can start again?"

"That's true." Mo Xiyan nodded and gave a positive look. "Practice is about yourself. If you don't believe it, why do you say success?"

Her words seem ordinary.

But it was a fine product, but it made the divine staff feel relieved. His realm was improved a little.

This made him feel more grateful after the accident.

"I don't know the princess is a fellow man." he said sincerely.

Mo Xiyan shook his head lightly, "I'm not the same way, but I like to read some spiritual books. It's my merit to help you, Taoist priest."

"No matter whether I am in the same way or not, I only know that without you, there will be no improvement in my current state of mind."

The divine stick said it very seriously. He looked at Mo Xiyan's eyes with firmness.

"So, do you still want to bring those children here to give sacrifices?" Mo Xiyan looked at him and said faintly, "you know, since you are a man of practice, you can't touch this cause and effect any more."

He knows the truth.

But there is another Mo Qi way above. If the task is not completed, his little life will be finished.

Thinking of this, he sighed and shook his head. "It's not my wish, but if I don't act according to the order from the top, I don't have to wait for tomorrow. I'll probably die with those children."

So there's someone behind him?

The divine staff saw the doubt in Mo Xiyan's eyes, and then bit his teeth and said directly, "behind me is mo Qidao."

This sentence already represents everything.

Murong Yu knows what Moqi is and who he is, but he still knows little about him.

The only thing I know is about the old Taoist's shamelessness and superb tongue skills.

Since the holy stick in front of him is his man, it's easy to say all this at present.

"Do you want to get rid of him?" Murong Yu finally opened his mouth. Although his voice was cold, it was with authority and strength.

At a glance, the divine staff felt that the whole person was pinned on the cusp of the wind and waves, became a small boat on the sea, and lost control of his life with his heart beating like a drum.

However, compared with these, the God stick cares more about the word "get rid of" he said.

To tell you the truth, no heart is false.

But it's not easy to get rid of it. It's also true.

"As long as you want, the king can help you." Murong Yu opened his mouth lightly again, and his eyes on the divine stick seemed to have a power enough to convince people and sink.

Murong Yu is the God of war that everyone knows.

The biggest reason why he didn't dare to get rid of now was that he was drugged by Moqi, not that he didn't want to go.

Thinking of this, the brilliance in the stick's eyes completely disappeared.

"Forget it, I have no chance to talk to you..."

"Just a little poison, you give up your practice?"

Mo Xiyan interrupted the other party's self pity and asked her directly, "does that mean that the persistence you said is just a joke?"