Exorcism

Twenty-nine female descendants of Nianxinke appeared in front of Xiaoqiu through dreams, and what they taught him were not a few sets of bone-forging fists, but countless words, like thousands of butterflies flying at the same time, fluttering into the sky. They come from the ground, each one is so gorgeous that even one cannot be seen clearly.

Xiaoqiu floated in the air, stretched out his arms, and pushed through the dense text as if swimming in water. Occasionally, he would see a few words connected to form a sentence that seemed familiar. Before he could fly over, more words came and drowned the sentence. in.

He wanted to fly to the twenty-nine female descendants and ask about the many secrets of Nianxinke, but there were too many words, blocking the way and covering the direction. No matter how hard he tried, he could not fly out of the fog formed by the words.

He shouted: "Why did you come to me?"

A distant voice replied: "Of course I am looking for you to practice. Get up quickly!"

Xiao Qiu sat up and found Yang Qingyin looking at him angrily, "Do you really think I am my mother? Do you have to wake you up personally?"

"It's already dawn, how come it's so fast? I've just slept for a while." Xiaoqiu got out of bed, her mind was in a trance, there seemed to be words flying in front of her eyes, she turned to look at Yang Qingyin, feeling that she was like a character in a dream, It was so blurry that I couldn't help but reach out to test whether it was true or false.

Yang Qingyin's right arm was slightly bent, her fingers formed into claws, and she hummed coldly. Xiaoqiu finally woke up and hurriedly retracted her arm, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't wake up too much."

Yang Qingyin asked doubtfully: "What are you dreaming about?"

"I can't remember." Xiaoqiu shook his head. Those words gave him a headache. The scene in his dream was like an ink painting immersed in water, rapidly fading and becoming turbid.

The bald man flew out to play, leaving the five mirrors in place.

Outside the house, Xin Youtao and others were moving out straw mats, tables and other items. Normally, Xiaoqiu would have prepared these things early, so everyone could start practicing meditation when they arrived.

Xiaoqiu quickly understood where Yang Qingyin's anger came from early in the morning. It had little to do with him sleeping in, but because of Guan Shenyue.

"Someone went to Zhiyong and took away all his things." Zhou Ping said disappointedly. He and the other two disciples used to be Guan Shenyue's companions, so they were most hurt by Guan Shenyue's broken appointment. "They said it was for a discussion with the leader. He was doing well, so he stayed in Wuxing Branch, and said he would come back to visit us in the future, alas.

Xin Youtao was not sentimental at all, "I had expected that he would not come back." The prince glanced at Xiaoqiu, "Everyone should practice hard. As long as we go to Laozu Peak to see him after condensing the elixir, he will not be able to come back to say goodbye. Used.

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"He said he would come back." Zhou Ping said unconfidently.

Yang Qingyin said sternly: "Who cares what? The seven of us left can still defeat those two idiots Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo. Mu Xingqiu, did you go into the Yangshen Peak Patriarch Tower yesterday?"

Xiaoqiu nodded, "I went in, but..."

Several people cheered in unison, but Xin Youtao still had a lukewarm look on his face as he saw through the truth.

"But the Nianxin Department didn't teach me anything. The graphics on the tower wall didn't move this time."

The joy on everyone's faces disappeared, except Yang Qingyin who didn't care. "That doesn't matter. Although Shen Shang is a Taoist priest of the Five Elements, he hasn't used his hands in more than eighty years, even if he hasn't forgotten the spells. He is also dexterous in using them, so let's defeat him from this point. As for Tian Qianmo, he is even more vulnerable. , Mu Xingqiu was able to beat him without the ability to fight back before he even condensed his pills."

Xiaoqiu had a narrow victory that time, but now he is quite confident in defeating Tian Qianmo. "Why don't you teach me the Five Elements spell? If I could also throw fireballs..."

"No." Yang Qingyin firmly refused, "It's okay to teach you some auxiliary spells, but not offensive spells. The attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are different. You have to go to the Five Elements Department to get tested to see which one your inner elixir is most suitable for. kind."

Xiaoqiu hoped to find something to rekindle everyone's confidence, and suddenly remembered, "The talisman armor! The princess sent it yesterday."

After a while, all seven people put on their armor and looked at each other. Some frowned and some wanted to laugh.

"It's so ugly." Yang Qingyin said. Her long hair was loose, and the dragon-eye helmet on her head looked particularly weird.

"It's light and thin, will it work?" Zhou Ping finally squeezed into a pair of silver armor, leaving more than half of his body uncovered.

Xin Youtao said angrily: "You guys are really ignorant. The Baiwash Silver Armor and Dragon Eye Helmet are the treasures of Longbinhui. There are only a few dozen pairs in the entire Xijie Kingdom. The talismans attached to them are the most durable and can block powerful spells." …”

"Really?" Yang Qingyin asked, and as she spoke, she fired a ball of fire, hitting the prince's chest.

This time everyone finally believed that the armor on their bodies was a treasure, and their confidence immediately increased. Although Shen Shang's cultivation was much higher than that of Yang Qingyin, as long as they blocked a few spells, the possibility of the seven people defeating him and Tian Qianmo would be greatly increased.

Baldy just happened to fly back and saw that everyone had a helmet, so he shouted for one too. Guan Shenyue was not there, so he had a pair of armor left. Xiaoqiu took out the dragon eye helmet and put it on Baldy, so that everyone was dressed up. about there.

"Be careful." Xin Youtao felt distressed. He wanted to stop Zhou Ping and others from fighting, grabbed a strand of Bald Man's hair to prevent him from flying around in the grass, and signaled Yang Qingyin not to fire any more fireballs. Time was running out, "This armor is priceless. It has to be sent back to Xijie City later, so don't damage it. Everyone should learn from Xiao Qingtao and stand still after putting it on..."

Everyone got tired of playing and put the talisman and armor back into the box. Yang Qingyin was in a good mood, "It turns out that the talisman is also useful. Everyone kept their mouths shut. Don't let Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo be prepared."

Xin Youtao closed the lid of the box and winked at Xiaoqiu, saying that the secret could not be kept at all. Although the two had not talked in private, Xiaoqiu guessed from the look on his face that the welcome charm had taken effect yesterday.

I was happy, and the practice had to continue. Several medicinal incense were lit, and everyone sat on the straw mats to meditate. Yang Qingyin patrolled back and forth. Her chanting skills were very poor, but she was better than nothing, and no one cared.

Normally, the memory session lasts for two hours in the morning. During this period, Bald Man would run to play with the Jintail Horse, and Yang Qingyin would often be lazy. Or go to the pond to relax, or wander nearby, or find a comfortable piece of grass to sleep. No one knows how she practices every day.

Except that Guan Shenyue did not come, there was nothing special about this day. Yang Qingyin walked among the grass and flowers, posing in various poses as if dancing. Ordinary people would say she was crazy, and the disciples on the mountain would think she was using She practiced in a strange way, and only Xiaoqiu and others knew that her movements were actually random. Meaningless.

Halfway through the memory period, when the Muma Valley was at its quietest, a sharp cry suddenly sounded. The horses were frightened and galloped into the distance. The bald man fell from the sky. Yang Qingyin's face suddenly changed, and she ran back to the open space in front of the house in a few steps.

"Who?" she asked sternly, knowing the answer just by looking at everyone's faces, "Mu Xingqiu? What the hell are you doing? Are you possessed by Guan Shenyue?"

It was indeed Xiaoqiu who screamed. Looking at his frightened friends, he didn't apologize at all. Instead, his face was full of excitement, "I understand. I understand!"

"Understand what?" Yang Qingyin was confused.

Xiaoqiu didn't want to answer, his mind was filled with words flying around. He knew he had to write them down quickly, got up and ran to the bedroom. He moved the mirror on the table to the bed, spread out the paper and held a pen, his hands trembling with excitement. Taking a deep breath to calm down, I dipped in ink and started writing.

This scream frightened everyone, and it took a while for them to calm down. The whole morning's thoughts and the fragrance of the medicine were all wasted. Xiao Qingtao asked worriedly: "Brother Xiaoqiu, what's going on?"

"This doesn't look like him." Zhou Ping said worriedly.

Yang Qingyin couldn't explain the reason, "Don't bother him."

There was a rustle in the nearby grass. Yang Qingyin stretched out her hand and her head flew towards her, "You are not allowed to go either."

The bald man struggled for a while and then gave up, "Brother Xiaoqiu was a little weird last night. He was not honest when he was sleeping. He stretched out his hands and twirled them in the air, and he always said some weird things."

"What did you say?"

The bald man thought for a while with a sad face, "I don't remember, I didn't understand a word of it."

Xin Youtao could always see the conspiracy and clapped his hands, "Oops, it must be Sun Yulu who took the opportunity to cast some spell on Mu Xinglai, just like Shen Zhun, she wanted him to be possessed!"

The arguments outside had no impact on Xiaoqiu. He wrote furiously in the room, and soon ran out of paper. He simply pushed away all the furnishings and used the desktop as paper to continue writing.

He doesn't write very fast, and his handwriting is quite childish, but he is very serious, stroke by stroke, and never raises his head except for occasionally grinding and dipping ink.

After a full hour, he finally finished writing. A stack of paper plus the entire desktop and a small piece of wall contained almost three to four thousand words.

Xiaoqiu threw the brush on the ground, satisfied, walked to the door and said to her confused friends: "Come and take a look."

He didn't look like he was possessed at all, nor did he mean to be crazy. Yang Qingyin took the lead. Several people walked into the room, some took papers, or looked at the table and walls, reading the words carefully, but they didn't understand the meaning. Only the bald man was interested. He nodded in the air and hummed from time to time, as if he understood.

"What's this?"

"It's like a set of exercises."

Several people's eyes turned to Xiaoqiu.

"Nian Xin Ke's successor taught me the boxing techniques and chants." Xiao Qiu said affirmatively.

"Didn't you say they didn't move at all?"

"They entrusted me with dreams, .ka.cm No, I had already obtained these words when I was meditating on the Patriarch Pagoda, but I didn't realize it at the time. The words appeared in my dream last night, but it was a mess. When I was meditating today, They finally took shape.”

Xiaoqiu pointed to a piece of text on the wall, "Look, these are the turtle breath method and the dragon leap method. I have been practicing it, and you are practicing it these days." He moved his fingers and introduced the text one by one, "Crane There are nine methods in total: the method of flying, the method of tiger standing, the method of roaring, the method of leopard, the method of hiding, the method of hiding, and the method of bear dancing."

"They are all wild beasts." Zhou Ping said casually, still not understanding what was special about them.

"That's right!" Xiao Qiu shouted, "The Bone Forging Fist was not originally called this name, it was called 'Nine Transformations of the Beast'. It can form a powerful fist formation. It is clearly recorded here that the boxing technique originated from -" Xiao Qiu Qiu pointed at the line of text and was stunned. He was busy writing and ignored some of the specific content.

"This boxing technique originated from the ancient demon clan." Yang Qingyin read for him.

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