The old man ran like crazy, Ruan Xia chased him for two steps at first, until she saw the car lights on in the distance, she stopped and watched the two people stop him.

Mo Tingye went up and kicked Lao Dao directly in the stomach.

"I……"

The old Taoist didn't say a word, and he was already pinned to the ground by Mo Tingye.

I saw that the still expressionless face showed a bit of cruelty.

Slender white fingers quickly took off the tie and tied the old man's hands tightly.

He raised his head again, and their eyes met.

"How did you come?"

Ruan Xia gasped and ran over quickly when she saw Mo Tingye.

The other party asked with a serious face, "Isn't he good at magic? Is this okay with me?"

Ruan Xia almost laughed out loud when she saw that he was still tied in a tight knot.

"The formation he set up was broken by me and suffered backlash. Now I'm afraid he won't be able to use any of his magic power, otherwise his meridians will be severed and he will die."

Ruan Xia said and kicked the old man under his feet.

"is not it?"

The old man was tied tightly, but he was still very unconvinced.

"If you hadn't broken the formation and caused my energy and blood to reverse! It's not certain who is stronger between us!"

Ruan Xia immediately slapped Lao Dao on the back of his head.

"Stay tough! He's the toughest in the whole body! Take him to the car, I have something else to ask him."

After speaking, he took out a gourd from his bag and walked towards the direction of the formation.

The original body of the puppet could not be found in the rush just now. According to this veteran's understanding, it must be hidden nearby.

Ruan Xia calmed down, and after some calculations, he headed in a certain direction, and soon found the clay puppet in a newly dug mound.

There is also a tuft of Liu Yiyuan's hair.

Ruan Xia made a secret.

"The sky is round and the earth is round, and there are nine chapters of laws and regulations. A hundred gods are in their seats, and ghosts and evil are eliminated."

"receive!"

Three clusters of different colored spirits were seen floating out of the clay sculpture. Ruan Xia opened the mouth of the gourd and the spirits were instantly sucked in.

Ruan Xia quickly capped the bottle.

After doing all this, he looked at the clay sculpture and hesitated for a second, then picked it up and threw it into the bag.

It was already late at night when we arrived at Liu's house. At first, Yuan Qi knocked on the door but no one answered. Ruan Xia stepped forward to call the door, and this worked.

I saw Liu Fei's aggrieved face with obvious tears.

"Master! You are finally back!"

Ruan Xia reached out and caressed Liu Fei's head, as if to comfort him.

"You did a good job. I have brought grandpa's soul back. Don't worry."

When a group of people entered the house, Liu Fei recognized the old man tied up behind him at a glance, and he clenched his fists in anger.

"Master! It's him! He's the one who deliberately approached grandpa!"

The old Taoist glanced at Liu Fei and did not dare to answer.

Ruan Xia walked up to Liu Yiyuan, first took a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng tooth under his tongue, and then transported the spiritual power to his whole body to clean up the yin energy in his body.

After doing all this, he took out the gourd. As soon as the lid was opened, three clusters of flames immediately flew to the center of Liu Yiyuan's eyebrows. That spot was glowing with white light and soon disappeared.

Ruan Xia's palm touched Liu Yiyuan's eyebrows and closed his face.

After doing all this, Liu Yiyuan's complexion began to turn rosy, and then his fingers moved slightly and his pupils turned, but he still couldn't wake up.

Liu Fei asked anxiously from the side.

"Master, what's going on? Grandpa can't seem to wake up?"

Ruan Xia sighed, "It's all your grandfather's fault for being too lazy to practice. Now he can't even do something as simple as returning his soul to its rightful place. There's another possibility: he's old."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yiyuan stood up and sat up halfway.

"Who is old! I am not old! I am just tired!"

After saying this, his face turned red, and when he saw the people sitting in the room, he suddenly felt a little out of sorts.

"Everyone is here. Wow, I'm sorry to bother you all for such a trivial matter."

Ruan Xia was instantly relieved when he saw that he had regained his playful smile.

She raised her finger and pointed at Lao Dao.

"Well, your good friend, your confidant, has made you a puppet."

When Liu Yiyuan saw Lao Tao, Lao Yan suddenly became angry.

Ignoring everyone's looks, he reached out and hit Lao Dao in the face.

"You old fool! I really thought I had found a soulmate! How dare you lie to me! See if I don't let my uncle peel your skin and cramp you!"

The old Taoist knew he was no match, so he said nothing and looked away stubbornly.

Ruan Xia walked up to him, moved a stool and sat down directly.

"Tell me, who asked you to do this, set up the formation, and absorb the movement, are you doing it for me?"

The old man kept silent, with a stubborn look in his eyes, as if he refused to speak even to the death.

Ruan Xia closed his eyes and did some calculations, and soon found out his details.

"You have killed people by refining elixirs, refining ghosts and burning corpses, and controlled evil spirits. Have you ever counted how many lives you have taken?"

The old Taoist looked at her with wide eyes.

"Can you calculate all this?"

Seeing that it was effective, Ruan Xia continued.

"You have caused these people to be around you. You can't see them without opening your eyes. They can't be reincarnated because they died unjustly, so they have to stay with you day and night. You can't help but feel it."

After Ruan Xia finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but hug their shoulders and felt that the surroundings were a bit colder.

The old man's eyes were already panicked, he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva nervously, but still refused to lower his head.

"I am a cultivator. You don't need to scare me by saying these things. So what if I can't see them? I'm not afraid of what they will do."

Ruan Xia immediately became interested. It turned out that it was not because he was not afraid, but because he could not see it.

this is very simple.

Ruan Xia immediately bit off his index finger and wiped the blood on the old Taoist's forehead.

The next second, the scene in front of Lao Dao changed.

He saw all the innocent souls he had killed standing in front of him. They were still in the miserable state they were in before death, some were mangled with blood, some were missing limbs and heads, and there were even children of several years old, all looking at them with a malicious look. Look at him.

"It's a simple task, no need to be polite. If you don't tell who instigated you, these evil spirits will always be in front of you. Every day when the Yin Qi is at its strongest, they will pester you, torture you, and eat your soul."

After Ruan Xia finished speaking, he waved his hand gently, and the innocent souls seemed to be suddenly released, and they all grabbed Lao Dao. The evil ghost's wail was shrill and unpleasant, and Lao Dao's whole body was wrapped in Yin Qi, and he let out a painful wail.

"No—don't—"

The evil spirits tore at him, wanting to pull out all three of his souls and eat them.

The old Taoist has always been a cultivator, but he was eaten by so many wronged souls at the same time, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"I said! I said! Drive them away quickly!"

Ruan Xia waved his hand again, and as if they had been given an order, the enemies hovered above Lao Dao, still staring at him.

"Tell me, who is it?"

The old Taoist was covered in sweat, which turned into a puddle on the ground.

"I don't know his name. He has very high spiritual power. He taught me my formation."

"I have no sect and no sect. He found me purely because I know South Sea magic and can help him refine the infant spirit. In return, he will give me elixirs to increase my magic power."

Ruan Xia held her chin with one hand and thought about it, and it made sense logically.

The evil art of corpse refining is inherently harmful to moral character. Most people are not willing to dirty their own hands. It is extremely cunning to use the hands of others to do such an immoral thing.

"Who is your target, me or the Mo family?"

The old Taoist glanced at Mo Tingye and then at Ruan Xia.

"I only know that the Mo family's fate has been changed, and some processing has been done to hide the matter. I don't know the more specific details."

Ruan Xia looked at Mo Tingye, who didn't react much and seemed not surprised by this incident.

"As for you."

The old Taoist looked at Ruan Xia with a somewhat satisfied look in his eyes.

"They don't dare to fight you head-on for the moment. Today is the game to test your strength. I'm just a pawn!"

Ruan Xia frowned.

The identity is not disclosed, and the person does not even take action personally.

What secrets does this man want to hide?