Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell exited the mirror.

In the sky, the wind of magic transformed into the shape of Qin Lingshuang, several feet tall, but her appearance was more beautiful and gentle than ever before. She bent down towards the Patriarch Tower and called softly in a dreamy voice: "Xiaoqiu. "

The last doubt in Yang Qingyin's heart disappeared and she said loudly: "That's not the real Qin Lingshuang, Mu Xingqiu, be careful!"

Mu Xingqiu looked up at Qin Lingshuang's phantom. Of course, this was not the real her, but there was something real in her smile and her breathing, which was the same as the fragrance in Yelin Town.

He didn't move or speak. All nine functions were hesitating, recalling the fun and fighting side by side not long ago. Only one function was questioning the two Qins Lingshuang in the two mirrors.

The phantom's fingers gently brushed against the Patriarch's Pagoda, and Mu Xingqiu felt his pores relax again and feel happy. This was a real emotion and there was no need to pretend.

"You think this is unfair, don't you? You remember me, but you don't remember her, and she is the mother of your child, so you can't make a choice. It's time for you to retrieve all your memories."

"Can you give me a memory?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

Qing Lingshuang's smile grew wider, "Of course not. You said that when you think of a fire, you can recall all your memories. I have been helping you find the source of the fire, and I finally found it. It turns out that it is on me."

"On you?"

"That's right, so you made your choice a long time ago. When you performed the Tibetan Technique in the Demon-Bashing Cave, you already made your choice to closely connect your memory with the person you care about most."

Qin Lingshuang's phantom stretched out her other hand, pointed at Yang Qingyin, and said in the same gentle voice: "Let you come first. Mu Xingqiu's great hidden fire must be on you or me. That is the most important thing before he loses his memory." At the time of life and death, what he fears most is forgetting one person, so he ties all his memories to this person."

Yang Qingyin stared at the phantom coldly and repeated: "You are not Qin Lingshuang."

"That's because you have only seen me on the surface. We have never been friends. If Xiao Qingtao stood here, she would remember me now. Xiao Qiu also recognized me, so he had no doubts. Yang Qingyin, you should You know what happens when you fall in love with someone, don’t your parents and teachers think you are a bit strange?”

Yang Qingyin was startled and speechless. The black phoenix in the sky flapped its wings vigorously, but no sound came out of its mouth.

"Use your fire to evoke Mu Xingqiu's memory. This is the simplest and most direct answer. It is truer than any words."

Yang Qingyin was moved. No matter whether Qin Lingshuang was true or false, her words were correct after all. The person to whom Mu Xingqiu tied all his memories at this critical moment must be the person he cared about the most in his heart. If Mu Xingqiu It was Qin Lingshuang who "chosen" at that time. Yang Qingyin could understand and would never continue fighting.

She clearly remembers the relationship between Mu Xingqiu and Qin Lingshuang back then.

The lunar fire became stronger, which was Yang Qingyin's best spell.

Mu Xingqiu stood blankly on the top of the Patriarch Tower, at a loss and a bit embarrassed. He could only keep calm, observing the development of the situation, waiting for a turning point, and he was also curious about what all his memories were about. On whose body.

The tenth spell stood quietly behind two mirrors.

Yang Qingyin shook her head, and the lunar fire dimmed. She remembered that she learned the lunar fire from Mr. Yishi. After that, she and Mu Xingqiu spent less time together and separated more, and rarely used this skill in front of him. Law.

She sent out another ball of fire, the Five Elements Fire, which is compulsory for almost all disciples of the Honglu Branch. It was the first offensive spell she learned, and it was also the method she used in several fights with Mu Xingqiu.

The fireball flew towards the Patriarch Tower. After many years, Yang Qingyin's magic power was far stronger than hers back then. She tried her best to preserve her strength, but the fireball was still vigorous, like a beast learning hunting skills for the first time.

The fireball stopped in front of Mu Xingqiu.

He stared at the fireball for a while, but couldn't retrieve any memory. He stretched out his arm and grabbed the fireball. He was no longer the little Taoist priest who hadn't even condensed the inner elixir. The fireball gradually extinguished in his hand.

There are still no new memories in my mind.

"Perhaps it should be on Mu Dong'er." The black phoenix in the sky finally couldn't help but speak. She could see clearly that the fireball did not bring changes to Mu Xingqiu.

Yang Qingyin shook her head again. This was the result. She had nothing to say, let alone get entangled. She raised her head, indicating that her attempt was over.

Qin Lingshuang's phantom nodded slightly to her, turned into a breeze, and followed several balls of fire back into the mirror. Then she sent out another ball of fire, which was also a fireball. It was smaller than a fist, round and seamless, and it was difficult to tell the up and down. It's fire, but it actually looks more like a red orb.

Of course Mu Xingqiu remembered it. This was one of the memory fragments forced on him by Kun Chaos. The scene from that year was still vivid in his mind.

The fireball flew straight into Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace without stopping, and then exploded.

Memories came in like a tide, so many that Mu Xingqiu even felt like he was suffocating. He had to suck in all the tide before he could breathe fresh air again.

Cultivation couldn't help at this time. Like ordinary people, he desperately needed to breathe.

Mu Xingqiu held the wall with one hand and pressed the basin with the other, absorbing the memories of Niwan Palace into his mind, and then everything came back.

Qin Lingshuang's phantom appeared in the air again, pointing her right hand at Mu Xingqiu, "The only ones who can defeat Kun Chaos are you and me, Xiaoqiu. This is our responsibility and the meaning of our existence."

Mu Xingqiu's eyes turned to Yang Qingyin, and he could see the disappointment in her eyes, but also her strength. Her expression at this time was very much like the old lady from many years ago, not the current Spiritual King, who had been there before. Yang Qingyin chased Yang Qingyin after a fireball erupted from the Muma Valley.

Mu Xingqiu smiled at her.

Yang Qingyin was stunned, Qin Lingshuang's phantom was frozen in the air.

"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu said to Qin Lingshuang.

"You actually said these three words to me?"

"Because you're not really her."

The gentle expression on Phantom's face disappeared and became severe, with a hint of anger, "You tied your memory to me, but gave your trust to Yang Qingyin?"

"My memory has always been with her. It was her fire that restored everything." Mu Xingqiu raised his hand on his forehead, slowly moved it away, and grabbed a ball of fire. It was Qin Lingshuang's fire, and it was He recovered.

Mu Xingqiu opened his palms and said, "The first layer of fire is the secret fire of the forbidden secret department."

The fire bead emits a ball of light, which is no longer round and seamless, and the flame rises upward. It is not much different from the ordinary magic fire, except that it makes a slight crackling sound.

"This is the fire of the incantation of Mind Mind."

The crackling sound stopped, the fireball emitted light again, and the shell of the spell fire disappeared, revealing a pure spell fireball, slightly larger, and the same as the fireball sent by Yang Qingyin before.

"This is my spell." Yang Qingyin said in surprise. At this moment, she could even gain control of the fireball.

Qin Lingshuang's phantom remained silent coldly.

"Your spell has been transferred." Mu Xingqiu said, and smiled at Yang Qingyin again.

Yang Qingyin was not in the mood to laugh, "How is this possible?"

"You haven't used even 10% of your mana, and you are sending out another ordinary five-element fire, and she also has a hidden spell. Not long ago, it was this hidden spell that fought with you outside the city. It has the ability Can switch your fireballs silently."

Yang Qingyin was so shocked that she was speechless, but the black phoenix in the sky let out a loud cry.

Mu Xingqiu didn't want his tenth spell to be exposed, so he said: "It's actually very simple. Kun Chaos once stuffed memories about Fangfang into my mind. Those memories are real, but where did he get them?" What about these memories? Everyone thinks Kun Chao is omnipotent, but I don’t think he has ever taken away my memories. In his eyes, I am an insignificant little trouble and not worth taking so seriously.”

Mu Xingqiu paused for a moment and stared at the phantom in the sky, "There is a more reasonable explanation. That is not my memory at all, but Fangfang's memory."

Phantom smiled, "When you retrieved all your memories, did you find the difference between the two?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, but did not tell the whole truth. He deliberately compared the two memories because he discovered that the phantom had tricked the fireball, not the other way around.

Both of them are Taoist priests, and their memories are extremely accurate. There is almost no difference, but there is still a little difference. In Qin Lingshuang's memory, Xiaoqiu's image is clearer. In Mu Xingqiu's own memory, he covered his mouth and smiled. Fangfang is always at the center of the scene.

"Who is she?" Yang Qingyin asked, the lunar fire in front of her became strong again.

"Who are you? Did you disguise yourself as Kun Chaos, or did Kun Chaos take away your memory?" Mu Xingqiu also asked.

"You have recovered all your memories, but you still can't recognize me?" Phantom said sadly.

"You are the possessed Fangfang."

"There is no such thing as being possessed, Mu Xingqiu. This is the real me. You, like the worldly people, only look at the appearance and not the true heart. When the true heart is revealed, you will be surprised and unable to accept it." The phantom's sadness disappeared. , turned into anger, "This is your choice, Mu Xingqiu. You are not worthy of joining forces with me. You, like the whole world, are not worthy of nostalgia!"

The phantom was digested, and ten groups of fire appeared in the sky. They were no longer gentle and harmless game arts, but Taoist spells that contained powerful power.

"That's right, you are indeed not possessed by a demon. You were invaded by a demon species. Kunchao sent out the tenth spell through you. He sacrificed the Great Mirror of Light and used the Everlasting Furnace and the Instant Platform to control you." Retrieve all Mu Xingqiu's memory did not weaken his perception. He realized that Qin Lingshuang's tenth spell was not caused by the illusion of mind, but came from another will.

"Today it's your turn to die for me." Qing Lingshuang's voice came from the mirror, and she didn't feel at all that she was under control.

Ten balls of fire rushed towards Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin respectively. This was the real lunar fire, coming from the eternal furnace. The mark inside the magic weapon recognized the master's will, and he went all out without hiding any secrets.

Yang Qingyin also unleashed the lunar fire that had been building up for a long time, but as soon as she left her hand, she knew that she would be defeated. Her spells were powerless against the eternal furnace.

Mu Xingqiu did not resist at all. He may not be Qin Lingshuang's opponent now, and coupled with Kun Chaos own will, he has no chance of winning.

He pinned all his hopes on the undiscovered tenth spell and Fangfang's awakening.

The tenth spell has penetrated a mirror.