Exorcism

"Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying..." The person Zhao Chuye feared most, who was holding a magic weapon, was not Mu Xingqiu, but the elusive Taoist priest Fu Rimang.

The golden bell of Liuhuo buzzed, and the cold light of the pleated iron ruler floated. Zhao Chuye moved slowly, with an occasional glance, like a cold arrow shot from a dark corner, hard and accurate, but he could not find the target. , except for him and Mu Xingqiu, there was no one alive in the entire Zhuozhou City.

"Did Zuo Liuying release you from the Demon Pulling Cave?" Zhao Chuye didn't look at Mu Xingqiu at all, but he would not mistake this person's true face. This was the real Mu Xingqiu, the same as his original one. The speculation was unanimous and now it has been confirmed.

"No one let me go, I was... I came out on my own." Mu Xingqiu said with certainty, although he could no longer remember the scene at that time.

"Hey." Zhao Chuye sneered, still looking around. Sometimes a magic weapon would suddenly appear above his head. If you can leave the Demon-Batting Cave on your own, no one in this world will be your opponent."

Zhao Chuye is the Grandmaster of Xingshan and knows the Demonic Cave the best. As one of the nine great treasures, as long as it has a little more human spirituality and wisdom, it will be enough to dominate the world.

Mu Xingqiu had no intention of arguing. His left hand was still changing the magic formula. The magic power in his body was fast and slow, gathering and dispersing. This was the simplest spell in the Taoist secret book, but he couldn't read the text and couldn't think about it. As for the details of the spell, naturally, the purpose of the spell is not known, or even whether it can be cast.

He only knew one thing, this spell cost a lot of mana, and that's what he needed.

Zhao Chuye finally confirmed that there were no other living people nearby, his expression softened slightly, the ringtone was not so urgent, and several magical weapons hidden around him also showed their forms, and then returned to the Qiankun Bag, although he failed to defeat Mu Xingqiu in two battles. , he still believes that the advantage is on his side, and the only thing he needs to watch out for is accidents.

"Is this a plan made by you, Zuo Liuying and Mohun?" The more Zhao Chuye thought about it, the more he felt there was a conspiracy. "You have lost your memory. What a clever plan. This way the secret will not be leaked. What about Zuo Liuying? He is smarter. , staying out of the matter, knowing nothing, and naturally not leaking secrets, so the only insider of the entire plan is Demon Soul.

"You owe me a spell." Mu Xingqiu said.

Zhao Chuye's eyes became even colder.

"Remember your promise? If you cast a spell on me, no matter whether the demon soul is in me or not, you will teach me the spells to deal with the Five Elements Tribulation."

"But you resisted." Zhao Chuye showed anger. He remembered that sudden blow again. The joy of summoning the demon soul instantly turned into the fear of impending disaster. He was so frightened that he ran away and was extremely ashamed afterwards. , it is precisely because of excessive changes in mood that he loses his heart as a Taoist priest.

"That's not me, it's the spell left by Zuo Liuying. I didn't know anything about it. I didn't allow him to do it, and I didn't want to use his spell against you."

"You two are in the same boat - why doesn't Zuo Liuying teach you spells? He knows your business best, why didn't he tell you more about his memories?" Zhao Chuye looked at Mu Xingqiu and began to suspect that Zuo Liuying had something hidden in him. Spells, then he discovered.

In fact, Zhao Chuye should have discovered it a long time ago, but his attention was not on Mu Xingqiu before, "You still said that you don't remember the advanced magic? In order to get rid of me, Zuo Liuying really spared no effort."

The movement of Mu Xingqiu's left hand making magic spells behind his back was noticed. He did not stop and said following Zhao Chuye: "I have indeed forgotten most of the spells, but I have to save one or two tricks for self-defense."

It is difficult for people who have lost the heart of a Taoist priest to hide their emotions, even worse than some mortals. A trace of surprise clearly flashed across Zhao Chuye's face, "You use the Spirit Cooking Art to defend yourself?"

"The law of Tao is boundless, Grandmaster Zhao." Mu Xingqiu made random remarks. In fact, he was not even sure what the three words of "Cooking Spirit Art" were. "Zuo Liuying is more skilled. He had already expected that you and I would have a fight, so he stayed here." This move is specifically for you.

Zhao Chuye's face darkened. Mu Xingqiu had hit on his biggest concern. Zuo Liuying was one level higher than him, and his intelligence was one of the best in the Taoist tradition. He would not be afraid of using the same moves in the hands of others. Being selected by Zuo Liuying, he had to be careful.

"Use the Spirit Cooking Technique to deal with me? Hey, Zuo Liuying really has a fantastic idea." Zhao Chuye was hesitant and hesitated to make a move.

There were dozens of scenes that Mu Xingqiu had just seen from the incense burner. He could have changed it to another one, but this soul-cooking technique was the simplest. He could use it many times without making mistakes, and it had already frightened the opponent, so he persisted. No change, the right hand is held empty and protected in front of the abdomen. What he really wants to use is the same old trick: continue to absorb the power of the enemy's magic.

"Didn't Zuo Liuying give you the Shadowless Mirror?" Zhao Chuye asked, and his left hand also began to slowly change the techniques. The Flowing Fire Golden Bell still remained in his hand, because it was in the form of fire, and it would not affect the movements of his fingers at all.

"No need." Mu Xingqiu replied briefly, wisely not explaining too much. He knew that the calmer and weirder he appeared, the stronger his deterrence would be.

Zhao Chuye's kneading movements gradually accelerated, and the pleated iron ruler in his right hand was dazzling, like a snake swimming in the water.

"You lied to me!" Zhao Chuye finally made a judgment, but he was not so confident and did not use his best skill, Galaxy Flying, because this move must have been within Zuo Liuying's expectation. He was clearly holding magic weapons in both hands. , his left hand was even still kneading, but he pulled out the talisman.

The talisman was spit out from his mouth. There was no medium such as paper, wood, copper, or jade. It was just a luminous talisman pattern. It grew in the wind and instantly became one foot high and five inches wide with complicated strokes. , black and red, faintly like blood.

However, Zhao Chuye still felt that it was not safe enough. He spit out the talisman and cast teleportation at the same time. As soon as the talisman rushed to Mu Xingqiu, he had already appeared dozens of feet in the air, faster than the talisman.

Mu Xingqiu's right hand faced the talisman. The talisman wrapped his palm like a fishing net. Red and black ink extended up his arm. The magic power contained in it was more than a thousand times that of ordinary talismans. Mu Xingqiu couldn't suck it all in at once. The ink didn't stop until it reached the shoulders, and then slowly faded away.

Mu Xingqiu was not in the mood to listen to this. The mana he inhaled this time did not rush around in his meridians like before, but entered Jiang Palace every bit.

A complete process of casting a spell is to think about the details of the spell in the Niwan Palace, and provide the magic power in the Lower Dantian, which is gathered together in the Jiang Palace and transferred to the magic weapon. After strengthening, it is cast. The only step that can be omitted is the magic weapon. Mu Xingqiu What is missing is the mental power. There is nothing to think about in Niwan Palace. The magic power is concentrated in Jiang Palace and is difficult to release. His own magic power can return to the meridians, but the external magic power is not so obedient. Once it enters Jiang Palace, it cannot stop. Moved.

The only thing Mu Xingqiu could do was fly, fly with all his strength, fly non-stop, and consume excess mana in this way.

Zhao Chuye finally found out the details of Mu Xingqiu. Compared with flying, Mu Xingqiu, who only knew one kind of Qi flying technique, was no match for Zhao Chuye. Grandmaster Xingshan was in front and behind, and spit out a talisman every once in a while. Mu Xingqiu caught them all. The ink on his arm soaked into the sleeves of his robe, and after flying for only a few miles, the entire right sleeve turned into ashes and disappeared. The ink on the arms is clearer, going up and down between the elbows and shoulders, but the general trend is getting higher and higher.

"You didn't expect the talisman to be so powerful, right?" Zhao Chuye asked in a playful tone. He was no more than a hundred steps away from Mu Xingqiu and less than ten steps closer. "This is just the most basic Taoist talisman. Mu Xingqiu Qiu, don’t think that Zuo Liuying can be better than me just by obeying the Rimang realm. He has taken the wrong path and cannot get the enlightenment of Taoism. Only I am the future of Taoism. Hand over the demon soul!”

Zhao Chuye still didn't give up. After being touched by Zuo Liuying's magic, he became even more convinced that the demon soul was in Mu Xingqiu's body.

Mu Xingqiu did not answer, but just flew. At the same time, he kept absorbing the power of the talismans and gathered them in Jiang Palace.

He flew too fast, making frequent banging sounds wherever he passed, like a drum skin that was stretched too tightly and suddenly burst. Zhao Chuye, who was faster, did not make any sound, "You can't even fly." It's so unseemly that Zuo Liuying gives you a self-defense spell and then leaves you to fend for yourself like this? Don't try to lie to me again and show off your unique skills."

Zhao Chuye was fully confident of defeating or even killing Mu Xingqiu. The main reason why he did not go all out was to force out the demon soul and to try out the newly learned talisman.

After flying dozens of miles, Zhao Chuye discovered that Mu Xingqiu was not flying aimlessly, but heading straight to the valley where mortals gathered, "You want to find a group of mortals as helpers?"

Zhao Chuye found it extremely ridiculous and quickly changed his mind and looked up to the sky.

The originally clear sky suddenly gathered a layer of dark clouds.

"It turns out that the Five Elements Water Attack was advanced." Zhao Chuye snorted, finally understanding that Mu Xingqiu flew to the valley not to find helpers, but to save people.

Just when he was distracted for a moment, Mu Xingqiu had already flown two or three miles away. Zhao Chuye accelerated to catch up. This time, instead of spitting out the talisman, he stretched out his left hand and grasped Mu Xingqiu's black and red right palm. Two rows of magic weapons spun out from behind him like wings, each with seven pieces. They rotated rapidly around the two of them, with the same lines but opposite directions, but they never collided.

Mu Xingqiu was trapped, and the ink slowly spread towards his chest.

"I said, mortals are not worth saving." Zhao Chuye said coldly. What annoyed him was not that Mu Xingqiu insisted on getting involved with mortals, but that the other party refused to believe his own judgment.

The raindrops fell and made a hissing sound when they fell on Mu Xingqiu.

"It has nothing to do with mortals. Are you ready to accept the move?" Mu Xingqiu was waiting for this opportunity. He finally touched Zhao Chuye's hand, and the other party came to him on his own initiative.

"I am the earth." Mu Xingqiu said.