Exorcism

After experiencing the warm reception of Yashan Taoist priests, Qishan seems to be relatively cold. Even the Sisandao Inn, which is exclusively for Taoist disciples, has to charge a fee, and it is not cheap at all. Taoist priests are used to living alone, and eight people can live alone. The price of a room alone is close to one silver soul per day, dozens of times that of an ordinary inn in the world, but the conditions are similar.

For Qi Shan, allowing Taoist disciples to use the Instant Stage is already the greatest preferential treatment.

The three female Taoist priests went out for a walk together. The bald man had woken up and could not follow him out, so he had to circle around a bronze mirror on the table in boredom. Shen Hao and Xin Youtao stayed to persuade Mu Xingqiu.

"Yang Qingyin is crazy," Shen Hao said rudely, "You actually agree."

"It's not like you don't know my personality. When did she need my consent to do something?" Mu Xingqiu shrugged. Many people, including Shen Jiyi from Yashan, overestimated his influence on Yang Qingyin.

"But -" Shen Hao and Xin Youtao looked at each other. The two people who hated each other had become allies in recent days, "Everyone said that Yang Qingyin wanted to form a mortal relationship with you."

Mu Xingqiu raised his finger, "First, that is how she can get rid of Shen Jiyi. Second, even if she really wants to have a mortal relationship with someone one day, that person will not be able to control her."

This is Yang Qingyin's character. Mu Xingqiu told the truth. Shen Hao became even more anxious, "Then we are just going to follow her around like this? You heard her plan. It was all her guess from beginning to end. There is no feasibility at all." No, it will only involve us all."

"You don't have to participate." Mu Xingqiu said calmly.

Shen Hao swallowed it all and sat down angrily. But he did not make it clear that he would not participate.

Xin Youtao spoke, "I don't think it's anything."

Shen Hao looked up at the prince in surprise. Feeling betrayed, Xin Youtao hurriedly added: "What I mean is that Yang Qingyin's identity is different from ours. She is the daughter of a Taoist sect and the object of Yashan Shen Jiyi's pursuit."

"Then she can fool around? This is not an ordinary thing. Yashan is very important to the sword-washing pool, and Pangshan can't favor Yang Qingyin. Shen Hao pointed the finger at the prince.

"Haha, Shen Hao, you have stayed in the Discipline Department for too long."

"You are also a disciple of the Discipline Department." Shen Hao said coldly.

"The Discipline Department is not my destination. So I was not affected much." Xin Youtao took the opportunity to show his special status, "The more Yang Qingyin behaves, the better.

She has the right to make nonsense. In this way, when the matter is revealed, no one will take it seriously, not Pangshan. Asan didn't know it either, so everyone laughed and passed. "

Shen Hao looked confused and frowned tightly, "You mean it doesn't matter if we just go along and mess around?"

"Yes, but we have to act like we are joking. Don't let people think we are serious, then everything will be fine."

"You think so too?" Shen Hao turned to ask Mu Xingqiu.

"More or less, don't the Nine Dao Dao Tong help each other? Let's do Yashan a favor." Mu Xingqiu actually just wanted to gain some favorable conditions for Baldy when he went to Yashan to wash his mark again.

There are still gaps between the ten disciplines of Pangshan, and the Nine Dao System is not monolithic. There is almost as much wariness and respect between them. Mu Xingqiu had only traveled to the three Taoist traditions of Hongshan, Yashan and Qishan, and had a clear understanding of this.

One year later. He wants to take Bald Man to Yashan again. The situation of the real illusion is unpredictable at that time. It may disappear for no reason, it may be quietly taken away by Zuo Liuying, and it may even be restricted, making it impossible for the Taoist priests in Yashan to check. This is He needs to have other conditions that can make the other party's heart flutter.

Bald Man was just a registered disciple of Pang Shan. His life and death meant nothing to Pang Shan, and Ya Shan had no reason to spare no effort to treat him. After practicing for many years, Mu Xingqiu deeply understood one truth: Taoist priests are not cruel, and they will even take captives The demon king and queen were released; but the Taoist priests were never merciful. On the road of cultivation, they kept abandoning lust, and finally became unconcerned about more and more things. They only cared about the cultivation itself, even fighting against the demons. , is only part of the practice.

As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, Mu Xingqiu also wants to gain some "utilized value" in addition to reality and illusion. The stolen sword-washing pond water has this kind of value.

Although it seemed almost impossible to succeed, he still wanted to give it a try.

He would not say these words to Shen Hao and Xin Youtao, not because he doubted these two people, but because he knew that they had not cared about Baldy to this extent. Shen Hao had long forgotten that it was he who took Baldy out of Yelin Town. Judging from his attitude, he seemed to prefer never to see this lonely head again. As for Xin Youtao, like most Taoist priests, he regarded the bald man as a strange pet.

The bald man circled back and forth on the table, shouting "grab water" every once in a while. Shen Hao suddenly stretched out his arm and held down the head passing by him to prevent the bald man from talking anymore. He lowered his head to think, and suddenly let go of his hand. Say it in a final-decision tone: "Then let's just mess around."

Xin Youtao secretly lowered his lips, disapproving of Shen Hao's leader-like tone.

As usual, Yang Qingyin had wild enthusiasm but no detailed plan. Most of her understanding of Du Fangfeng came from hearsay, and she then made inferences based on them. No one could tell how accurate they were.

"This is quite difficult." Shen Hao still didn't have much confidence. "I heard that Yashan sent at least twenty Taoist priests to monitor Du Fangfeng. Qishan even cooperated fully. There is no room for us to intervene."

"Don't get involved for now. Go meet this thief of the Sword Washing Pond. It won't be a problem."

"I want to go too." The bald man turned somersaults and jumped. "I'm small, so I can steal the water bottle if I get the chance."

"You should just stay in the gourd."

The islands in Qishan are not large in size. You can see the other from one end, but even if you stand on the edge of the island, you can't see the other island. It's not that the distance is too far. Instead, there is fog floating on the sea all year round, blocking the view. Even the Taoist priests' third eyes cannot penetrate it.

The entire Sisan Island is prepared for Taoist disciples. There are eight courtyards in total, corresponding to the eight Taoist traditions outside Qishan. The courtyards are square and plain in appearance, but they can add rooms at any time to accommodate more guests. no problem.

The scenery on the island is very ordinary, with some unique southern plants. None of the three people could name them, but they could tell that they were ordinary plants and trees without any magic power. There are many people coming and going on the road, all of them are disciples of various major traditions. Regardless of whether they know each other or not, they will politely salute and say hello.

Xin Youtao quickly concluded the rule, "Basically, the lower the level of cultivation, the more enthusiastic. High-level Taoist priests have almost eliminated their emotions and desires, and they don't even have the idea of ​​making friends, alas."

"You are not a high-level Taoist priest, why are you sighing?" Shen Hao asked.

"I'm thinking that we can still be friends now. When I go to the imperial capital, your cultivation level will be higher and higher. We will become strangers who don't care about each other."

"Are we friends?" Shen Hao turned his head and whispered.

"I'm not talking about you." Xin Youtao also turned his head and said in a smaller voice.

Mu Xingqiu walked in the middle, only smiling bitterly, but he was not worried at all. The two people had gone from ignoring each other to quarreling with each other. According to his father, Lao Qiu, they are not far from true friends.

On the west side of the island is a pier. There are ships coming and going all the time. These ships are of different sizes and shapes. What they have in common is that there is no one at the helm and they travel back and forth on a fixed route. Like the sea fog that stretches between the islands, they show the mountains of chess. It is indeed one of the nine great traditions.

There is a wooden sign on the bow of each ship with the words "Sisan Island to So-and-so Island" written on it. Most people are going to several markets. There are only six or seven people on the small boat going to Sier Island. And the purpose is the same.

A young Hongshan disciple smiled and said to Mu Xingqiu and others: "You are also going to see Taoist Ping Ping, right? All the people living on Sier Island are casual cultivators. I heard it is very chaotic. Taoist disciples go there just because they want to Take a look at the water thief." He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell the Yashan Taoist priests about this, they don't like to hear it."

This Hongshan disciple loves to talk, and his spiritual level is obviously not high. In less than half a quarter of an hour's journey, he had already asked the names of everyone on the boat, and showed just the right amount of interest in the big gourd behind Mu Xingqiu.

Si Er Island is indeed a mess. It is said to be an inn, but there is no complete courtyard. Houses of various sizes stand unplanned on the side of the two streets that cross the island. It seems that they were built at will by the guests themselves. They are simple and simple. dirty.

Daoist disciples can land on Si Er Island, but casual cultivators cannot enter Si San Island. As soon as Mu Xingqiu and others landed, they saw a big man smelling of alcohol insisting on boarding their boat. His feet were bounced off and landed on the street a dozen steps away. He couldn't get up for a long time, which caused a lot of laughter.

Xin Youtao's face showed displeasure, "Are all casual cultivators like this? No wonder it has become so popular that even the Xuanfu Army doesn't like to recruit these people."

The prince's impression of rogue cultivators was a bit too absolute, but along the way, it was difficult for Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao to have a good impression of them. Si Er Island was like an abandoned place in Qishan. There were no rules here. There are also several taverns that Taoist disciples avoid, and the people who come out are all staggering around, without the slightest bearing of practitioners.

The others were not much better, either wearing cloaks to cover themselves tightly, or hiding and hiding, as if someone was going to harm them at any time.

It is impossible to get information here, ac The casual cultivators are particularly wary of Taoist disciples wearing blue robes, and they all avoid them when walking. Occasionally, drunkards come up to bother them, but they don't know what to ask, and just laugh, as if they had just Do an amazing act of bravery.

It was Xin Youtao who discovered another feature of this place, "See, there are no female casual cultivators here."

The easy-going Hongshan disciple followed the three of them uninvited, and then interrupted: "The female casual cultivators are all on Shuang'er Island. Qishan does not allow male and female casual cultivators to interact with each other. They can only go to the market." Meet."

"Where does Du Fangfeng live?" Shen Hao was a little anxious. He didn't like this place and wanted to leave quickly.

"Right in front." Mu Xingqiu pointed to a hundred steps away, where four blue-robed Taoist priests were standing, "The place where the Yashan Taoist priests are located should be Du Fangfeng's residence."

Several people felt that it made sense, and were about to speed up and walk over, when a loud voice suddenly sounded in the air, low and cold, with obvious orthodox characteristics, "The siren is coming, recruit guards! The siren is coming, recruit guards." !”

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