Offering my divine power to break my karma

In the Nanhai City Lord's Mansion, a group of cultivators who discovered that they had been deceived glared at Nan Ting Xiao fiercely, and then gathered together to observe what the blood-red silk thread was.

They also wanted to give a few punches to this Young Master Nan who dared to play tricks on them, but they were outnumbered and with a punch from both of them, this Young Master Nan would be dead.

Now Young Master Fu Yue is still controlled by Nan Ting Xiao, and the whereabouts of the Lord of Nanhai City is still unknown. Even if they want to teach Nan Ting Xiao a lesson, they have to solve these two problems first.

But how can we cut off the connection between Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao?

Looking at the blood-red thread, the monks began to scratch their heads.

"This seems to be puppet thread..."

After observing for a while, a monk said uncertainly.

"Puppet thread? Is it the thread that can control the puppet?"

Someone asked suspiciously.

Puppetry is a magic technique created by demon cultivators, which can transform people or demons into puppets for the demon cultivators to control.

They had seen people or monsters who were made into puppets by evil cultivators before, but they really didn't know how to control these puppets.

The person who first mentioned the puppet thread explained:

"The demon cultivator wants to control the puppet through puppet threads. And puppet threads are not real threads, but a kind of causal thread similar to a master-servant contract."

"Then if we just cut this puppet thread, we can sever the causal line between Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao, allowing Master Fu Yue to regain his sanity."

someone asked.

The person who first mentioned the puppet thread shook his head.

"I do not know either."

In the past, when he encountered a puppet, he would kill it directly. He didn't know how to sever the connection between the puppet and its master without killing the other party.

When the monks heard that this monk didn't know what to do to help Young Master Fu Yue regain his consciousness, they felt a little disappointed.

"Or, let me try."

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a cold female voice suddenly sounded.

The monks looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Fellow Daoist Murong who was speaking, so they quickly made way for him.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, do you have a way to cut off the puppet thread between Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao?"

A monk asked with expectation.

"Let me try."

Zero didn't give a definite answer, just said to try.

After hearing this, the monks did not ask any more questions. They made way and let Ling try first.

Ling walked to the puppet thread between Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao and raised his right hand.

The next second, a ray of fiery red flame emerged from the white and slender fingertips.

The flame seemed to have life, dancing on Zero's fingertips.

With a flick of Zero's fingertips, the flame fell on the puppet thread between Young Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao.

The next moment, the originally small cluster of flames suddenly ignited and directly burned the puppet thread between Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao cleanly.

Not only that, the flame continued to burn to both sides, as if it was going to burn Master Fu Yue and Nan Ting Xiao who were standing still into ashes.

Zero waved his hand helplessly, and the fierce flame seemed to have received some instructions. It obediently turned into a small flame that seemed to have life, then fell back to Zero's fingertips and disappeared.

The monks looked at the scene in amazement.

"This is strange fire!"

someone exclaimed.

Ling ignored the man's exclamation and only looked up at Master Fu Yue who had fallen to the ground. The other monks also followed Ling's gaze and looked at Master Fu Yue.

Under the gaze of the monks, Young Master Fu Yue's numb and bloodshot eyes slowly regained their spirits.

After a while, Young Master Fu Yue moved his stiff body.

Thinking of what happened during his time as a puppet, Master Fu Yue glared fiercely at Nan Ting Xiao who was not far away, and shouted angrily:

"You beast!"

Young Master Fu Yue's attitude was not at all as bright and cheerful as before. Everyone looked at Nan Ting Xiao curiously, and then turned to look at Young Master Fu Yue with a gossipy look on their faces.

What happened? Tell me.

"What happened to Master Fu Yue? Why did you become a puppet? Where did Lord Nancheng go?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

The man's tone was full of worry and his expression was serious.

But, the gossipy gleam in his eyes could not be hidden.

Although it is important to eliminate evil and defend the way of righteousness, it would be even better if you could eat a melon while doing so.

The others also looked at Young Master Fu Yue with serious but gossipy expressions.

When he heard someone asking about his elder brother's situation, Master Fu Yue's vicious look immediately turned into one of grief and indignation.

"My fellow Taoists, you may not know that my elder brother was killed by this evil creature."

Young Master Fu Yue pointed at Nan Ting Xiao with trembling fingers.

Nan Ting Xiao glared at Master Fu Yue fiercely, his eyes full of mockery.

The monks: "!"

What bastard? So Nan Ting Xiao is really not the biological son of Nancheng Lord.

As if he knew what these people were curious about, Master Fu Yue continued:

"This Nan Ting Xiao is not my eldest brother's son at all, but the illegitimate offspring of my sister-in-law and the demon cultivator."

Speaking of this, as if he was sad for his elder brother who had been a cuckold for more than a hundred years, Master Fu Yue raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes and said in a choked voice:

"My elder brother has worked so hard to raise this bastard as his own son for so many years, but this bastard is not only ungrateful, but also colluded with the evil cultivators and killed my elder brother."

The monks' eyes widened, their expressions were all filled with indignation, but their eyes were sparkling.

What a big pot of dog blood!

"I found out the cause of my eldest brother's death and the identity of this evil creature. I wanted to avenge my eldest brother, but I accidentally fell into the trap of this evil creature and became his puppet."

Young Master Fu Yue's handsome face was filled with anger.

The monks continued to stare with their eyes wide open and smacking their lips.

Although this bite of melon is a bit bloody, it is really delicious.

Just when everyone was immersed in the big melon of a son being cuckolded, the cuckold killing his father, and turning the father's brother into a puppet.

The brother who was being taken advantage of bowed to the monks and said righteously:

"This evil creature killed my elder brother. Today I will take his life to avenge my elder brother."

Go ahead and say it. Young Master Fu Yue picked up the magic weapon and stabbed towards Nan Ting Xiao who was standing still.

Looking at the magic weapon getting closer and closer to him, Nan Tingxiao widened his eyes, his eyes full of resentment and fear.

Just as Master Fu Yue's magic weapon was about to pierce Nan Ting Xiao's body and Master Fu Yue's smug mouth curled up, a familiar, snow-white spear knocked Master Fu Yue's magic weapon off balance.

The cultivators were so immersed in the melon that they were unable to react for a moment. They were a little surprised to see the actions of Young Master Fu Yue and Ling.

After being surprised, the monks finally came back to their senses from the melon.

The cultivators whose IQs had returned to normal looked at Young Master Fu Yue with a somewhat strange look in their eyes.

Why do I always feel that Master Fu Yue's behavior seems normal, but there is something weird about it?

Seeing that his attack was blocked, a cold light flashed in Master Fu Yue's eyes, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes turned into disbelief.

"My fellow Taoist, why did you block my attack? This evil creature killed my elder brother. I want to avenge him. Why did you block me?"

Ling ignored Young Master Fu Yue's nonsense about wanting to avenge his elder brother and simply threw a few immobilization talismans at him. Young Master Fu Yue had nowhere to hide and was fixed in place.

"What are you going to do, fellow Daoist?"

Young Master Fu Yue looked at Ling with fierce eyes.

The monks also looked at Ling in confusion.

Ling casually tapped Nan Tingxiao, and Nan Tingxiao, who originally could only move his eyes but was unable to speak, suddenly could move his mouth.

Zero said in a playful tone:

"No matter what the facts are, you can't just listen to one side of the story."

Go ahead, Ling stepped aside and pretended to be watching a show.

The cultivators looked at each other, as if they had guessed something, and fell silent, but their eyes were moving more curiously between Nan Ting Xiao and Young Master Fu Yue.