Under the force of Chuci's blade, the sorcerer finally persuaded.

"That was three years ago..."

A flash of memory flashed in the sorcerer's eyes, and he continued, "I got an ancient scroll by accident, which recorded a type of sacrificial art."

A strange color flashed in Chu Ci's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is the sacrificial ceremony?"

The sorcerer shook his head quickly, "I don't know!"

"I don't know?" A cold light flashed in Chu Ci's eyes, and the blade of the long blade pressed against the sorcerer's neck.

"Then what were you doing just now?"

"How did those Snow Mountain Mandrills come from?!"

The sharp blade pressed against the sorcerer's neck, and a blood line appeared in an instant.

The sorcerer stiffened his neck and dared not move, and quickly begged for mercy, "Don't do it! What I said is true!"

"That ancient scroll is missing a part. I fumbled for two years, but I just barely completed it."

"Even so, the Snow Mountain Mandrill that I transformed according to the sacrificial ritual is just a mere mere appearance."

The sorcerer rolled his eyes, looked at Chu Ci and said, "The only successful case is the Tier 4 Snow Mountain Mandrill who was knocked out by you just now!"

Chuci was silent for a moment, and took the long knife from the sorcerer's neck.

"Where is that ancient scroll? Bring it to me!"

Chuci's sharp eyes fell on the sorcerer.

"well."

The sorcerer nodded quickly in response.

"Young man, wait a moment."

The sorcerer stretched his hand in his sleeve robe for a while, and finally carefully took out a nanmu box.

On the surface of the box, complex moiré patterns are depicted.

Click!

The Nanmu box opened, revealing a yellowed ancient book.

The style of the ancient book is very primitive, and it seems to be cut out of some kind of large leaves.

The sorcerer held the box in one hand and handed it to Chu Ci, and said, "Younger, please look."

"This is the ancient book I got by chance."

Chu Ci stretched out his hand and took out the ancient book, and read it casually.

The sorcerer stared at Chu Ci's movements with scorching eyes, and subconsciously said, "You must be careful, young man, this thing is very fragile."

Click!

A book page shattered and turned into bits and pieces and passed away with the wind.

Warlock, "···"

Chuci's eyebrows trembled, and the movements in his hands became softer.

Chu Ci turned a few pages, his brows gradually frowned.

"This is a dedication?"

The characters on the ancient books are quite different from the characters of the Longyan Empire.

Chu Ci made a comparison and determined that it was the words of Gu Xianguo.

The sorcerer nodded slightly and said affirmatively, "This is indeed an ancient book of Gu Xianguo."

"I also beg a lot of people to figure out the above text gradually."

Chu Ci closed the ancient book and put it back in the wooden box.

"Where did you get this ancient book?"

"Xianzhu Kingdom!" The sorcerer explained aloud, "Three years ago, I passed through Yuan Xianzhu Kingdom and found this ancient book in an ancient tomb, so I brought it out."

The sorcerer looked at Chu Ci and pleaded loudly, "Young Hero, I have already said everything that should be said."

"Please raise your hand high, Young Xia, let me go, right?"

Chu Ci looked at the sorcerer and said in a deep voice, "I also want to let you go."

The sorcerer was overjoyed when he heard the words, and before he was too anxious to thank him, he heard Chuci continue to say, "It's a pity that you ignored the lives of the mountain people and held a ritual sacrifice to turn people into a snow mountain mandrill. Your sin is to blame!"

The sorcerer's face changed in an instant, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"you you···"

The sorcerer pointed at Chuci, and stepped back quietly, "I'm fighting with you!"

Next second.

The bone bell flew out from the sorcerer's cuff, and slammed toward Chuci.

Cang!

The light of a spatula flashed, and the sorcerer was no longer alive.

"This kind of person, **** it!"

The drunk Taoist came over, looked at the sorcerer's body and said, "Chu boy, what about the Snow Mountain Mandrills he got out?"

Hearing the words of Chu, he was silent for a moment and said aloud, "Dao Master, first gather all the Snow Mountain Mandrills in the hall."

"I want to find a way to see if I can turn them back."

The drunk Taoist nodded, "Okay, let's go to the poor Tao."

The snow mountain mandrill transformed by the sorcerer used the ritual to hide in the jungle around the cave on weekdays. The drunk Taoist came out of the cave and circled the cave.

A total of thirty-eight Snow Mountain Mandrills were caught by the drunk Taoist in the hall.

Among them are the leader of the Snow Mountain Mandrill, and the fourth-order Snow Mountain Mandrill who was knocked out by Chuci.

Returning to the hall again, the drunk Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"call···"

"Chu boy, what should I do next?"

Chu Ci looked at the Snow Mountain Mandrill concentrated in the hall, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know whether the sacrificial ritual can be reversed, but now, I can only give it a try!"

While speaking, Chu Ci took out a book from his arms.

An angel maid Ju Qianyi gave to Chuci the encyclopedia of praying for gods.

Wow...

Chuci kept reacting with the book in his hand, and finally stopped on a page.

"It's this, Great Evacuation!"

Pray for Gods·Great Clearance!

This is a ninth-order god-praying talisman, which can dispel all damages such as curses, negative effects, toxins, etc.!

Tear off the page, Chu Ci pinched it in his hand.

"I can only try it."

Chuci sighed softly, inspiring the god-praying talisman in his hand.

Hum!

The golden brilliance bloomed from the top of the talisman.

Although the light is bright, it is not dazzling.

The golden brilliance rose slowly, and then all the snow mountain mandrills were enveloped in it.

After a long while, the brilliance dissipated.

The Snow Mountain Mandrill disappeared and was replaced by 37 mountain people.

Except for the fourth-order True Snow Mountain Mandrill lying in the middle!

Seeing this scene, the drunk Taoist stroked his beard and muttered, "He has completely transformed into a monster, he can't become a human being!"

Chuci nodded slightly and said, "Wake up these mountain people first, and then take them out of the cave."

The drunk Taoist took a step forward upon hearing the words and awakened the mountain people lying on the ground one by one.

"Wake up!"

"Get up!"

In the shoving and shouting of the drunk Taoist, all the unconscious mountain people gradually came to their senses.

"Hmm... my head hurts!"

"What's the matter? Why am I here?"

"Hi...I dreamed that I seemed to have become a beast!"

"Brother Huzi, what happened?"

···

The mountain people seem to have forgotten the memory of when they were incarnate in the Snow Mountain Mandrill, and they are gathering together and asking each other.

The original leader of the Snow Mountain Mandrill is now a sturdy young hunter, and people around him call him a tiger.

Huzi looked around in amazement, and then a line of tears flowed from his eyes.

"Very good!"

"I finally changed back!"

Huzi actually remembered when he was turned into a Snow Mountain Mandrill by a sorcerer.

Huh!

Huzi stood up, walked to the front of Chuci, and then bowed to salute.

"Thank you for your help!"

"Xiaomin is grateful!"

Chu Ci waved his hand and looked at Huzi in surprise, "Do you remember what happened before?"

Huzi nodded heavily, and his hatred eyes fell on the corpse of the sorcerer.

"Of course I remember, and never forget it!"

"It's him who turned me into a beast!"