Exorcism

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After possessing the inner elixir, Ancestor Fengtaiyuan changed his appearance in front of Xiao Qiu, with all kinds of lights and thousands of threads, disappearing and appearing like fireflies, but when he wanted to capture them, they disappeared without a trace. He saw There were many shadows floating on the ground. When I looked up, I could only see a blurry scene like a fleeting shadow. There were sounds coming from every building, including laughter, arguments, and occasionally the crackling sound of spells being cast.

Yang Qingyin was accustomed to all this. She ran from Muma Valley to Laozu Peak and then climbed more than 10,000 steps. She was a little tired and her face turned red. As soon as she reached the top of the peak, she complained to the little Taoist priest who opened the door: "I can't Send someone to pick us up? Are two Ningdan disciples worse than a few long hairs of Jintail Horse?"

The little Taoist priest seemed to be very familiar with Yang Qingyin and said with a smile: "This is a good opportunity to practice. Look at fellow Taoist Mu Xingqiu, there is nothing wrong with him."

Xiaoqiu has been practicing Bone Strengthening Boxing, and her physical condition is indeed better. After half a day's journey, her face is still not red, and her heart is not beating. Yang Qingyin glanced at Xiaoqiu and said to the little Taoist priest disapprovingly: "If you admire him so much, why don't you go to Zhiyongsuo to practice with him?"

The little Taoist priest led the two of them to the hospital, "No, I am the biggest loser in Pangshan Taoist tradition. There is no room for me in Zhiyong. I'll just keep guarding the door here."

At the door of the Discipline Department, the little Taoist priest stopped, put on a serious expression and said to Xiaoqiu: "It seems that I haven't been formally introduced yet. My name is Shen Shang. I am the eldest son of Shen Zhun, the law enforcer of the Discipline Department, and Yang Baozhen, the return wind master of the Five Elements Department. , so you have to be careful, we are sworn enemies now."

Xiaoqiu was stunned. She had no idea that the little Taoist priest guarding the door was actually Shen Zhun's son and would openly challenge him. Before he could speak, Yang Qingyin stepped forward and slapped the hair on Shen Shang's head hard, almost knocking the hairpin off. "I'm not young anymore, but I still like to talk nonsense."

Shen Shang held his bun and smiled again, "Just kidding, I'll send you to the place. I'll see you when you come down the mountain." After that, he ran towards the gate along the original road.

Xiaoqiu is baffled. "His real name is Shen Shang, is he Shen Zhun's eldest son?"

Yang Qingyin curled her lips disdainfully, "Yes, Shen Zhun and Yang Baozhen gave birth to ten children. He is the eldest and the least successful one. He is over a hundred years old and is still in the realm of breathing. Yang Baozhen is embarrassed to admit this. He is her son. Ever since he failed to advance in cultivation decades ago, Shen Shang has tried every means to make himself smaller. He even talks like a child. Don't believe the nonsense about revenge. Look at his happy face. Thank you. There is finally someone in the Shen family who is worse than him, and it is his father Shen Zhun himself. "

The nine Bairun Pills that Mu Xingqiu Ningdan took were given to her by Shen Zhun.

The act of doting turned out to be a deception and use, which completely wiped out Yang Qingyin's good impression of her uncle.

The Discipline Department is a square courtyard. It looks very ordinary from the outside, but when you walk in, it turns out to be a large courtyard with a large area, with twenty or thirty rooms on each side. The courtyard is like a square for inspecting the army. In the middle is a huge square tripod more than ten feet high, like a tall building rising from the ground.

Hundreds of disciples have gathered in the courtyard. The three-monthly Demon Elimination Conference is also a time for various subjects to bond with each other. The disciples who usually concentrate on practice can temporarily forget about the Taoist demeanor today and chat and laugh like ordinary friends.

Some of them are quite young. Although Taoist priests are good at improving appearance, not all of them are willing to work hard in this area. Taoist priests like Shen Shang, who are dedicated to becoming younger, are a rare exception.

"Everyone seems to be in the realm of inhalation." Xiaoqiu whispered, he was already able to skillfully identify everyone's Dao Fruit from the hairpin.

"Well, Taoist priests from different realms have to attend the Demon Elimination Conference at staggered times. There are more than 700 Taoist priests in the inhalation realm, accounting for more than half of the Taoist priests in Pangshan. Today... there should be 500 people. Some people are executing outside the mountain. Task, there are people like Shen Shang who have given up practicing a long time ago. There is no danger of becoming a demon, so there is no need to eliminate demons." Yang Qingyin explained that there were many people who knew her and greeted her warmly, but she ignored them.

"Have you given up on practicing after condensing elixirs?" Xiaoqiu found it hard to believe. He thought that all the elixir-condensing disciples who could enter the Ancestor Peak were passionate about practice, especially Taoist disciples like Shen Shang.

"Slowly you will understand that cultivation is hard work. You may feel tired at some point, suddenly lose interest, and no longer want to take a step forward. This is called collapse, and Taoist priests who cannot survive it can only stop there.

Yang Qingyin headed towards the giant cauldron. Xiaoqiu soon discovered that she received more attention than she did. Countless eyes stayed on him unabashedly, but they did not show obvious emotions like ordinary people. They just looking.

"There are a lot of people from the Shen and Yang families here, right?"

"It's not as much as you think, only a few dozen people." Yang Qingyin said easily, not caring about the attention at all, and would even glare at some people until they lowered their gaze, "Don't worry, no one here will hate you for harming you. You, Taoism, have this advantage, all emotions are demonic obstacles that need to be cut off, and everyone must learn to forget hatred. "

"Hate is also a calamity?"

"Of course, the name is quite nice, it's called 'Happy Tribulation'."

"Happy Tribulation?" Xiaoqiu felt that this was the most untrue title.

"Are you happy that your great revenge has been avenged? If you are too happy, you will dance with joy. If it is more serious, you will be in a state of ecstasy, and then your spiritual energy will leak, and your elixir will decline and you will die. Until then, you are still excited, thinking that your death is really worth it - —That’s not a bad way to die.”

"Teachers should talk more about these things at Yangshen Peak." Xiaoqiu had only known about the calamities before condensing the pill, but she didn't expect that the calamities of cultivation were one after another.

"Why are you so scared that you don't dare to practice? Besides, we can only let nature take its course. There's no point in knowing it in advance."

Yang Qingyin took Xiaoqiu's arm and squeezed through the crowd unceremoniously, coming to a disciple, "Shen Ji, I brought your enemy here, do you want to have a fight?"

He successfully condensed the elixir more than a month ago, a few days earlier than Xiao Qiu. He nodded slightly and said, "Cousin, don't talk nonsense. Taoist friend Mu Xingqiu and I are not enemies. He did what he should do, that's all."

Yang Qingyin pointed at Shen Ji and said to Xiaoqiu: "Look, this is what I mean. He is trying to control his hatred and is afraid of affecting his practice."

There was obvious anger in Shen Ji's eyes, and it seemed that his hatred for his cousin was even stronger. He snorted, turned around and walked away, never looking at Xiaoqiu again.

Yang Qingyin smiled and said loudly: "Shen Ji, I'm helping you!" Then she turned to Xiaoqiu, "He controls his hatred too much. It doesn't matter if you hate someone, as long as you don't overdo it. Keep it in your heart and don't vent it out. More prone to collapse."

"I understand what you mean." Xiaoqiu said hurriedly, fearing that Yang Qingyin would continue to give examples in strange ways. They already attract too much attention.

Someone was waving in the distance, Xiaoqiu's eyes lit up, "I'm going to say hello..." and ran away.

Shen Hao's face was still a little haggard, but he was in good spirits. He had just successfully condensed the elixir three days ago. The Discipline Department failed to protect the undergraduate disciples, so he couldn't help but feel guilty, and everyone from the head seat down provided a lot of help to Shen Hao. So he was able to try again soon after the condensation failed.

"I haven't thanked you yet." Shen Hao smiled. His slender eyes, which were always a bit scornful, now looked very peaceful.

"Don't be too polite. I can't stand it." Xiao Qiu shrugged, feeling that she was becoming more and more influenced by Yang Qingyin, and she liked Shen Hao who always competed with him in the past.

"Haha." Shen Hao laughed happily and took out a copper coin, "I'm willing to admit defeat, it belongs to you."

The two once made a bet to see who could condense the elixir first. The bet was the copper coins left by Li Yuechi.

Xiaoqiu hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the copper coin, "I won this time, let's bet again."

"Okay, what are you betting on?" Shen Hao suddenly became interested, "To be honest, I am not convinced that I lost this time."

"The realm of inhalation is divided into seven levels. After the third level, you can forge your own main magic weapon. Let's compete with who can reach the third level first."

"Okay! I won, you return the copper coins to me; I lost..." Shen Hao remembered that his copper coins had already been in Xiaoqiu's hands, "Well, I lost and I owe you a favor, what do you want me to do? I will do whatever I want, even if I jump directly from the Ancestor Peak, I won’t hesitate.”

Copper coins are just a symbol. Shen Hao hopes to repay Xiao Qiu's life-saving grace through this bet. Although he will not die if he becomes possessed, Shen Hao would rather die than become dementia.

"That's it." Xiaoqiu put away the copper coins.

A Taoist priest under the giant cauldron summoned his disciples to take their seats. The demon elimination conference was about to begin. Xiaoqiu left. He and Yang Qingyin were both disciples of Zhiyong Institute and had a separate place.

"Brother Xiaoqiu." Shen Hao shook his fist from a distance, "Let's work hard together!"

Xiaoqiu also shook her fist and returned to Yang Qingyin.

"That kid has a hypocritical look on his face." Yang Qingyin has always had a bad impression of Shen Hao, "It was unnecessary for you to save him in the first place."

"He and I are friends." Xiao Qiu said easily. Shen Hao can be erratic sometimes, but he is still one of his best friends.

"You really have low expectations for friends."

"I don't have any requirements for friends. w.ansh.com "

Yang Qingyin raised her lower lip in disdain, with a look of contempt on her face, and whispered: "So you are also a hypocritical guy."

There are ten subjects in Pangshan, and Zhiyong Institute does not belong to any of them. Since Yang Qingyin arrived at Zhiyong Institute, she has always been alone in participating in the Demon Elimination Conference. This time she finally has a companion.

Eleven teams stood around the giant cauldron, with varying numbers of people. Zhiyong only had two people, and there were not many people from the Forbidden Secret Department, only three. Among them was Fangfang. She had not yet condensed her energy into a pill, so it was not necessary to participate. Demon elimination conference.

Seven law enforcers from the Discipline Department stood on the edge of the giant cauldron. Under the cauldron stood the leader, Yang Xi, in the center. If there was no great law enforcer, he would personally preside over the meeting.

The sound of chanting rang out, and no one among the disciples spoke. Even Yang Qingyin lowered her head slightly, showing due awe.

In this solemn situation, the Taoist priest who ran in from outside attracted special attention.

Lin Sa saluted the leader Yang Xi from a distance and said: "The Grand Master has ordered that my disciple Mu Xingqiu does not need to attend the Demon Elimination Conference today. I will go to the Forbidden Secret Department with me." (To be continued\u003c!--flag053--\u003e