"Rift?".

Zhao Xuewen was taken aback and hurriedly walked over to take a look.

The crack in the tablet of the gods meant that there was a big problem, and he knew it.

Walking to the front of the god tablet, he first bowed to the god tablet of his grandfather and father, and said that he was disturbed, and then respectfully picked up the two god tablets separately and looked at them carefully.

However, he looked at it for a long time, but still did not find any cracks.

Helplessly looked at Xiao Zimu, and his expression became a little more suspicious, "Master, the rift you said." "

Xiao Zimu shook his head and explained, "This kind of crack is not visible to ordinary people. "

Zhao Xuewen looked at Xiao Zimu helplessly.

I can't see it, how can I tell if the other party's words are true or false?

But he was worried about his family's affairs after all, and with an attitude of preferring to believe it or not, he asked Xiao Zimu again, "Master, in your opinion, what is the reason for the current situation of my family?"

Xiao Zimu thought for a while and said modestly: "I can't tell you what it is, I can only speculate based on the phenomenon I saw." "

Zhao Xuewen hurriedly said sincerely: "Master, even if you say it, as long as what you say is reasonable, I will seriously consider it." "

"Okay. "

Xiao Zimu sorted out his rhetoric for a while, and then continued: "The fall of the Divine Spirit Tablet usually means that the ancestor has been disturbed. "

"And your family's god tablet has not only fallen, but also cracked, so I guess the problem should be underground rather than aboveground. "

"Underground?".

Zhao Xuewen looked at Xiao Zimu suspiciously.

Xiao Zimu nodded and patiently explained, "Yes, underground." The ancestral tablet alone fell, it may be just because the descendants did something bad and lost morality, and the ancestral tablet is a warning. "

"But if there is a crack in the ancestral tablet, it means that it is actually your ancestor himself who has been harmed. "

Xiao Zimu's statement was very amazing, and it shocked Zhao Xuewen at once, "According to my guess, at this time, your ancestor should be being attacked by evil and evil ghosts in the underground. "

Zhao Xuewen's mouth opened wide in shock, and his face was incredulous with horror, and he said in horror: "Attacked by evil ghosts?

Xiao Zimu shook his head regretfully, and said apologetically: "In the underground battle, I can't intervene for the time being, I'm sorry." "

"That's why I suggest that you move your ancestral tablet, if you don't move, stay in this place, I'm afraid your grandfather and your father will be killed by evil spirits. "

Zhao Xuewen lowered his head and pondered, unable to make up his mind for a while.

Xiao Zimu solemnly instructed, "The stakes are very high, you had better think about it seriously." "

"Haha!".

The young man Tianwu King suddenly burst out laughing, looked at Xiao Zimu, and exclaimed disapprely: "Friend, what you said is too exaggerated, isn't it? What kind of evil ghost is besieging Mr. Zhao's ancestor, it's too alarmist, right?"

"Little devil, it's okay if it doesn't appear, as long as it dares to appear, I can kill it. "

Saying that, he turned to Zhao Xuewen and said confidently: "Mr. Zhao, you don't have to worry, with me, I will ensure that your whole family is okay and that your ancestral tablet is safe." "

The young man's words were full of confidence, and the panicked Zhao Xuewen immediately felt like he had found a backer when he heard this, "Thank you! Tianwu King, thank you!"

He bowed several times to the young man, his expression full of gratitude.

Shaking his head, Xiao Zimu walked out of the ancestral hall, time was pressing, and he didn't have time to say more.

Zhao Xuewen's grandfather and father couldn't last long, and as soon as the two died, evil things would be born immediately.

This evil creature is too strong, he must hurry up and make some arrangements, otherwise he will not be able to escape in the face of a powerful evil creature.

He had already warned and reminded him, but Zhao Xuewen didn't believe it, and since this was the case, he didn't have much to say.

Good words can't save the damn ghost, take care of yourself first.

Xiao Zimu walked out of the ancestral hall and took out the peach wood sword.

Under the gaze of Zhao Xuewen and others, Xiao Zimu held a peachwood sword in his hand and drew a circle around the ancestral hall.

Dao Dao aura was transported out using the peachwood sword, and suddenly, on the ground, a golden circle of light was formed.

This golden light is composed of Dao Dharma aura, which can shield evil spirits.

It's just that it is obviously not an easy thing to use the Dao Spiritual Qi to surround the ancestral hall with the golden aura aura.

Especially at present, Xiao Zimu's realm is still low, and there is not much Dao aura in his body. In addition, he was worried that the aperture would not be able to block the evil, so Xiao Zimu deliberately drew the aperture very thick.

Therefore, a circle of light was drawn, surrounding the ancestral hall, and Xiao Zimu rested at least several times in the middle.

After resting, continue to draw circles, and after more than two hours, the circle is drawn.

Suddenly, the surrounding of the ancestral hall was shining with golden light, and a golden circle of light surrounded the ancestral hall.

Whether it was Zhao Xuewen, or King Tianwu and Qiao Feng, they were all shocked when they saw this scene.

This Mr. Mu is obviously not an ordinary mage.

"Master, what are you?"

Zhao Xuewen couldn't help but approach Xiao Zimu and ask.

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