Exorcism

Xiang Haisheng hesitated for a moment. This was the first time he had hesitated since he became the master of Qishan. He had never hesitated before, whether it was the retreat of the Taoist tradition, the birth of the patriarch, or the calamity of the Five Elements. When the patriarch made a hint to win over, He took it for granted and was not bothered at all by abandoning his duties as a Taoist priest.

This time he hesitated, and then he understood that the person casting the spell in the Great Light Mirror was Qin Lingshuang, the female Taoist priest who once had a divine soul, used the art of breaking pills in Duanliu City, and practiced in the Frost Soul Sword for many years. She deliberately The purpose of entering the Taoist treasure was to seize it, but he mistakenly put the Great Light Mirror into the inextinguishable furnace and gave her another treasure.

As for why Qin Lingshuang was able to remove the mark on the treasure, he didn't understand and was not prepared to think too much. After a moment of hesitation, he made a decision because he saw the "future" in the near future, so he believed in his choice. Extremely correct.

Xiang Haisheng originally bent down to check, but then he slowly straightened up, his movements very natural. No one could tell what he was going to do. The Taoist priests all stared at him, waiting for him to give the next order.

Xiang Haisheng took a step sideways, turned to Yang Yannian beside him, and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something. Yang Yannian pricked up his ears and prepared to follow the instructions. Ever since he lost the magic weapon in the middle of the night, his morale had become lower and he did not dare to compete with Grandmaster Qishan again.

To the surprise of everyone, especially Yang Yannian, Xiang Haisheng did not say a word, casually reached out his hand, took away the Demon Suppressing Bell, flew into the sky, broke through the dense branches and leaves above his head, and teleported away after leaving the magic circle.

This was not the first time that Yang Yannian hesitated. He once had a disciple like Zuo Liuying, and any master would feel like he was carrying a thorn in his back. This hesitation brought the biggest blow. Yang Yannian was betrayed, and he had no idea. When he was unprepared, Xiang Haisheng snatched the treasure, pretended to be everyone and fled.

The mark on the Demon Suppressing Bell has been removed, and Yang Yannian took it off again before he could bless it.

"Damn it!" Yang Yannian shouted, and he also flew into the sky, and then teleported away. However, he did not chase Xiang Haisheng, but ran away in another direction. There was no need to check the big light mirror. He knew how to imitate Xiang Haisheng. Practice is the only correct choice.

The remaining Taoist priests were stunned. Dai Zhen glanced into the furnace and roughly understood what was going on. He hesitated for a moment and made another choice. He ordered the Taoist priests on the edge of the forest hall: "What are you doing standing there? Continue. Cast a spell!"

The Taoist priests were leaderless. Dai Zhen gave the order and everyone immediately cast spells, but they were all a little distracted. Xiang Haisheng's escape and Yang Yannian's "Fuck" made them extremely uneasy. The light ball in the air flickered. No spell has been cast yet.

"The Taoist fire will not go out, the Taoist fire will not go out!" Dai Zhen shouted loudly, jumped in front of the unquenchable stove, slapped it with his left hand, and there was a buzzing sound, and heat came out of his palm. He paused for a moment before taking back his left hand, and then After passing the sword washing pool, he slapped it with his right hand again, repeating the same pattern, circling and slapping at the same time, and soon his arms became red.

The Taoist priests around him finally regained their confidence and began to concentrate on casting spells.

The "pupil" of the light ball blinked solemnly. Mu Xingqiu was already awake. He raised the Patriarch's Tower in his hand and faced the invisible spell. He instantly wrote a talisman. The top of the tower shone brightly until the light disappeared. , the incoming spell was also defeated.

The Taoist priests were still trying hard to cast spells, but they could no longer hit the target. Mu Xingqiu just waved his arms without making any movement of writing talismans. The Patriarch Tower wrote talismans on the incoming spells and quickly resolved them.

After five moves, the little confidence in the Taoist priests' hearts dissipated again. At least ten of them turned around and fled into the woods. The remaining people were even more panicked. One person shouted in a trembling voice: "Master Dai..."

Dai Zhen was still beating the stove to keep it from turning off. He had already completed half a circle when he heard a cry and gave a stern order: "You are not allowed to retreat. The Taoist priests regard death as home. They must get rid of the demon soul. It is the woman who is causing trouble. As long as the furnace is not turned off for refining." change……"

Before he finished speaking, Dai Zhen's left arm started to burn. With his strength, it shouldn't have been like this, but the furnace had changed. A small amount of lunar fire gushes out, and it's enough to ignite a person. Serve Rimang Taoist priest.

A few more Taoist priests ran away, and the remaining dozen or so flew to the furnace. Some of them patted the furnace body, and some helped Dai Zhen put out the fire.

"We must get rid of the demon soul..." Dai Zhen waved his burning left arm, pushed away the Taoist priest who came to help, and slapped the furnace body, but it was the sword washing pool in his right hand that rushed over first.

The sword-washing pool did not hit the eternal stove, but rotated around it at high speed. A column of water as thick as an arm surged out of the basin, swaying like a whirlwind, forcing the Taoist priests to retreat step by step. Only Dai Zhen was still unconvinced, holding up his hands. He went to grab the water column, but as soon as he touched it, he was knocked away, knocked down several trees, and fell into the forest.

The other Taoist priests no longer wanted to fight, so they turned around and ran into the forest, even forgetting to fly.

After seven circles, the sword-washing pool fell to the ground with a loud bang. The copper basin turned into a lake. The water was calm and occupied most of the tree hall. Mu Xingqiu, who was standing on the edge, only had half of his feet left to step on. On the shore.

Some Taoist priests did not run away, but hid in the forest and watched. When they saw the Sword Washing Pond turning into a lake, they slowly walked out again, with expressions of awe on their faces.

With the second loud noise, a three-foot-square stone platform appeared in the middle of the sword-washing pool, five feet above the water. It looked like a small island or an unfinished pavilion.

There was a third loud noise, and an unquenchable furnace appeared from the corner of the instant platform, one foot high. The fire in the furnace was huge. Although no heat came out, it could frighten those who saw it.

With the fourth loud noise, a seven-foot-high big mirror of light grew in the middle of the instant platform. In an instant, the entire Nanhai forest was filled with the soft light of the setting sun, exactly the same as the Zhaoshan in the past. A moment later, the female Taoist priest walked out of the mirror.

A dozen Taoist priests who did not escape slowly came and stood on the bank of the sword washing pool. Two of them supported Dai Zhen. The flame on the left arm of Grandmaster Hongshan had gone out and had become charred like a dead tree.

Qin Lingshuang stretched out her hands, caught the light from Mu Dong'er's eyes, and stroked it a few times. The red and white lights disappeared, and Mu Dong'er continued to sleep. Mu Xingqiu woke up and looked at the woman on the stone platform across the water in surprise.

Qin Lingshuang continued to cast spells, and the thirty-three trees around him creaked. A moment later, thirty-three Yuanying jumped out of the tree holes, jumped into the pool, floated on their backs, and slowly rotated around the instant platform. Although they did not wake up, the painful expressions on their faces gradually disappeared.

"I am Qin Lingshuang, a disciple of Pangshan."

"How...how do you control the treasures of the Taoist tradition?" Dai Zhen knew that this question was stupid. The other party was an enemy and they had just fought a life-and-death battle. There was no need to explain his doubts, but he couldn't help it.

Each of the nine treasures was powerful. Using them was like moving mountains. You must first have the power to match them to bring out their potential. The Taoist Xingluo used them reluctantly, and the master Fu Riman was not easy to use. He could only control one freely. If he had more, he would be unable to do it. With three in hand, each one became weaker. It was better to have only one.

Qin Lingshuang was clearly trapped in the Great Light Mirror. Not only did he escape, but he also took four treasures and changed them as he pleased without any effort. Dai Zhen's doubts about this even overwhelmed the pain in his arm and the fear of defeat.

"Do you want to know the reason?" Qin Lingshuang asked.

"Of course." The reason why Dai Zhen risked his life to stay was that he hoped to die with a clear mind.

"It takes time to explain. The longer you practice the Taoist method, the longer it takes to explain. Can you wait?"

Dai Zhen glanced at his charred left arm, then at Mu Dong'er in Mu Xingqiu's arms, and said nothing for a long time.

Qin Lingshuang raised his right arm, and lightly stroked his fingers in the air. A drop of water jumped out of the sword washing pool, and then a small ball of fire flew out of the furnace. The water, fire, and mirror were connected in a line. The light in the mirror flashed, and the water droplets and fireballs also jumped. In an instant, a muffled sound came from the platform.

Dai Zhen was hit hard, his face changed suddenly, and even sweat oozed from his forehead. Since he condensed his inner elixir, this was the first time in history. He finally made a decision, a decision completely different from the other two masters, "I can wait."

"I want to stay in Nanhai Forest for a while." Qin Lingshuang said.

"Xiang Haisheng and Yang Yannian have fled, and I am the defeated general. This Nanhai Forest belongs to Taoist Qin." Dai Zhen paused, stretched out his hand to hold his injured left arm, "Please allow me to stay and guard the forest for Taoist Qin to avoid being disturbed by idlers." The dozen young Taoists around Dai Zhen stared at him blankly. They were willing to stay because Master Dai still had some Taoist traditions, especially when the two masters fled, only he rushed forward and slapped the furnace without hesitation, but in the blink of an eye he surrendered to the enemy, even revealing a hint of flattery. Qin Lingshuang gave Dai Zhen the gift of Taoism, "I couldn't ask for it." Dai Zhen returned the gift and turned to the other Taoists, "I once described a future to you, but this future was shaken. There are always some things in this world that Taoist Fu Rimang could not predict. If you are still willing to stay - let me describe an uncertain future to you again, and then everyone will work together to become Taoists." The Taoists did not say a word, but no one objected. Dai Zhen saluted the child floating in the pool, raised his head and said to Qin Lingshuang: "Yuanying is the reincarnation of a Taoist priest. The ancestor hopes to gather all souls into one and refine a third immortal soul besides the devil soul and the god soul. This requires at least thirty-three Yuanyings, so..." Therefore, it is best not to keep the thirty-three Yuanyings together. Dai Zhen did not say anything more, turned around and led the Taoist priests into the forest to really perform the guarding duties. Mu Xingqiu did not remember Dai Zhen, so he was not particularly surprised. He remained silent and stared at Qin Lingshuang across the water. He was a little puzzled. Dai Zhen was a master of the Fu Riman realm. Why couldn't he see through such a simple spell, and why did Qin Lingshuang take "a long time" to explain. "You understand everything they don't understand." Qin Lingshuang said. The spells of the two of them were almost the same, but one was conscious and the other was unconscious. "You absorbed the power of the Great Bright Mirror and the Unextinguished Furnace." Mu Xingqiu certainly understood, "You and I..."

"You collected many methods, I integrated them to create a new realm, and then passed them on to you. This is all in the past."

"I'm not as good as you." Mu Xingqiu couldn't absorb so much power.

"You took another path, it's hard to say who is more powerful." Qin Lingshuang stretched out her hands, "Give him to me."

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but hug Mu Dong'er tighter, but Qin Lingshuang thought he had agreed and continued: "Healing is not fighting, and magic power alone is not enough. He is not out of danger yet. I will protect him. You have to find the other four Taoist treasures."

Qin Lingshuang controlled the Sword Washing Pool, the Instantaneous Platform, the Unextinguished Furnace and the Great Bright Mirror. Mu Xingqiu held the Patriarch Tower. Xiang Haisheng snatched the Demon Suppression Bell, and the Siming Cauldron, the Treasure Tower, and the Demon Cave were missing.