Exorcism

As night fell, the hall was as bright as day and filled with proud soldiers and relieved people. A few smart and bold dogs hid under the table, devouring the almost untouched meat and bones.

Duanliu City is celebrating the victory. Mr. Pan resigned from the title of general, but his words still carry weight, and he can do it without any scruples, "If the demon soldiers come to attack tonight, we will all die - and we must drink to our heart's content before we die." !”

Xin Youtao agreed with the veteran's statement and rewarded the whole army with gold, silver, wine and food from the city guard's mansion. Anyone who was willing to join in was welcome, and no one came empty-handed. As a result, the food in the city guard's mansion became more and more piled up, and the monster soldiers After chasing for so long, everyone needs a hearty vent.

There were piles of trophies inside and outside the hall. The armor made by the monster soldiers using animal bones and horns was very popular. Many rich people who fled here even paid high prices to buy it on the spot. Zhenshan Niu’s huge head with only one horn and silver-feathered wings were displayed. In the most conspicuous place in the hall, everyone will marvel at them when they come in, and feel more and more that this victory is hard-won.

Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao ran for more than a hundred miles and finally killed Yinyu. They finally saved their face and could drink to their heart's content without shame. Most Taoist priests couldn't handle alcohol, but Yang Qingyin drank even when drunk, hugging Xiao Qingtao. Said: "It turns out that the more people there are, the better the wine will be."

Liu Ding, the talisman master, came over and toasted to Yang Qingyin in a serious manner, "Taoist priests' longevity is enviable. I haven't seen you for several years, but Taoist Yang's demeanor has not changed. It makes ordinary people yearn for it. I'm..."

Yang Qingyin finished the drink in one gulp and tilted her head to look at the Talisman Master, "Stop talking nonsense and drink three bowls first. Only if you don't pour it down can you be qualified to praise me."

Liu Ding was stunned for a while, then suddenly picked up the wine jar from the table next to him and drank more than three bowls. He began to praise the female Taoist priests present in nonsense. Yang Qingyin kept curling her lips, and Xiao Qingtao smiled like a flower. .

A group of mortals gathered around each Taoist priest, and there were more people standing outside waiting to approach them.

The prince and the Taoist priest were naturally the protagonists of the celebration banquet, but only one person received more attention than the giant bull's head and silver-feathered wings.

Mu Xingqiu found that he couldn't move, and there were people around him. He didn't drink, but everyone toasted to him. He was not good at politeness, but everyone expressed their admiration to him in gorgeous words, and he could only keep smiling. , until his face stiffened, and he found that this was more difficult than facing a powerful demon on the battlefield.

Xin Youtao rescued him, pulled him out of the crowd and came to the backyard, "Go to the inn, I know you don't want to stay here. If the general of Xijie Kingdom can't see the person he wants to see most, what's the point of being a general?" What? I have lost the veteran Pan Sanye and must keep you."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and put the unused glass of wine into Xin Youtao's hand.

"You're about to catch up with your sister in your ability to win over people."

"Haha, I still have to work hard."

Mu Xingqiu flew out of the city guard's mansion under the cover of darkness. Instead of going directly to the inn, he flew half a circle around the city wall, looked with his third eye, and found nothing unusual in several directions before arriving at the military camp.

The military camp was empty. Most of the soldiers had gone to attend the banquet. Those old and weak soldiers who had not participated in the war stayed to take care of the casualties. On one side were rows of corpses protected by talismans, while on the other side were tents housing the wounded.

Mr. Pan, who claimed that "he must drink well before he dies", left the city guard's mansion very early and stood alone in the military camp, meditating. When Mu Xingqiu landed next to him, he was not surprised at all and said, "Two hundred and eleven soldiers died and thirty-four were injured. The demon soldiers don't like to leave anyone alive."

"The demon soldiers' casualties were even greater, more than twice as many as ours."

"Well, this is a rare victory, but we will still lose. Duanliu City cannot withstand such consumption unless reinforcements are invited as soon as possible."

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, "Duanliu City has been abandoned a long time ago. We picked it up, but no one took it seriously. The Nine Great Traditions, the major vassal states and the Shengfu Dynasty all considered Duanliu The city is not worth defending."

"They are right. Duanliu City was originally to defend against the Dongjie Kingdom on the other side of the river. There is no danger to the west. But this is not an ordinary war. The ambition of the demon clan is to rob the entire human world, so where is the most suitable place? There is no such place for the decisive battle. I have seen the mountain of demonic fire crushing the mountains and the city like a hammer crushing eggs. There is no danger in the world of magic. It must be guarded city by city to let the monsters know that even if they have monster mountains, they cannot easily conquer humans.

"The Taoists will eventually take action to destroy the demon army."

The old soldier understands humans and demons, and Mu Xingqiu understands the Nine Paths Tradition. Those powerful high-level Taoist priests regard demons as their biggest enemies. They will only take action when the threat from demons is too obvious.

"You are a unique Taoist priest."

Mu Xingqiu had heard similar words many times, but he never quite figured out what made him unique.

"In the eyes of Taoist priests, mortals have a short life span and their knowledge is naturally short-lived. But for this reason, we can't afford to wait. Every time a city is lost, thousands or even hundreds of thousands of mortals will be killed. When the Taoism finally takes action, At that time, how many mortals were there in the world? There were very few Taoist priests who looked at war from the standpoint of mortals, and you were one of them."

Mu Xingqiu was not sure whether he could bear the praise of a veteran, so he thought for a while before saying: "Actually, we are protecting a magic weapon in Pangshan. When the magic weapon is repaired, we will probably have to evacuate." Liucheng.”

Mr. Pan showed a meaningful smile, "It all depends on your choice." The veteran didn't want to persuade the Taoist at this time, so he immediately changed the topic, "There is something that has always puzzled me. You are a Taoist, can you tell me the truth? ?"

"Of course." Mu Xingqiu had no secrets that he couldn't reveal to the veteran.

Pan had participated in several joint battles between the Xuanfu Army and Taoist priests, and was deeply impressed by the Taoist priests' indifference.

"We believe that after death, the soul will remain in the same place for seven days, then gradually weaken, and disappear completely after forty-nine days. We will take out the inner elixir and give it to our own Taoism before death. The body - it has no meaning."

"So that's it. It's useless for us to bring the corpses back. We should commemorate the soldiers at the place where they died, but there are only forty-nine days." Mr. Pan shook his head, "I still believe that after death, you become a ghost and be reincarnated. Well, the Taoist approach is too ruthless."

Mu Xingqiu said goodbye with a smile. This time he went straight to the inn, with a trace of sadness rising in his heart. The nearly four hundred Taoist priests who were martyred at Laozu Peak had no chance to leave the inner elixir to Pangshan Taoism. Will this cause their death? What about anxiety? Seventy-seven and forty-nine days have not passed yet. Do those souls whose memories are gradually becoming confused still remember this incident?

There were celebrations everywhere in the city. Everyone seemed to regard this victory as a decisive result, thinking that the demon soldiers would never dare to pursue them again. When Mu Xingqiu flew over the sky, he saw several old men sitting on the ground. People on the street cried uncontrollably and shouted: "There is no need to go to Dongjie Country!"

The inn was the only deserted place, even more deserted than the military barracks where corpses were piled up and where the wounded were accommodated. No one had cleaned it for several days, and the dust had become thicker. Only Zuo Liuying's room still looked the same as the first day he checked in. clean.

The difference between Taoist priests and mortals is not only the length of life, but also many subtle differences. Mu Xingqiu thought about it silently, and actually missed Yelin Town. His former hometown was like a dream world. When he woke up, he and his companions We are all Taoist priests, and they are hesitantly moving forward on the path of spiritual practice. When we look back suddenly, our dreams are still clear.

He raised his head and glanced at the moon in the sky, trying to slow down the inner alchemy as much as possible, but it was useless. The cold autumn wind could no longer affect his body. This was also one of the small differences between Taoist priests and mortals. The former could not retreat. The latter cannot come up.

The second watch arrived, and the young demon appeared on time, without showing off his boxing skills. He floated quietly in front of Mu Xingqiu, his mouth still clicking, and his speed was slightly slower, as if he was trying to persuade him.

"I know." Mu Xingqiu said, as if he understood the young demon's words, but he was actually talking to himself, "The past is a burden that mortals have to keep throwing away, let alone practicing Taoist priests?"

"Taoist priests are more difficult."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly turned around, and it was not Fangfang who walked out of the room, but Zuo Liuying, and it was Zuo Liuying who could talk. He immediately understood that this was another illusion created by the head of the Forbidden Secret Department.

This is a spell different from the illusion of mind and heart. It belongs to the water of the five elements. It is very powerful when cast by the Taoist priest. Mu Xingqiu has no way to resist, nor does he want to resist, because he also happens to see Zuo Liuying.

"The unclean air is getting closer and closer to Duanliu City." Mu Xingqiu said. After the victory in the day's battle, he recovered a little bit of his mana and immediately flew up to look into the distance. Those colors crisscrossed the territory of Xijie Kingdom. The various unclean auras were not affected by the defeat of the demon soldiers and were still expanding slowly, "less than three hundred miles away."

Zuo Liuying's illusion didn't care about such information at all, and still followed the original line of thinking: "The memory of the stupidest Taoist priest is far beyond that of ordinary people. The past that ordinary people can easily forget, but Taoist priests can vividly remember as if it was yesterday." , this is a punishment for practitioners, so Taoist priests must be pure of heart and live through various Taoist tribulations, otherwise, the past will overwhelm the present, and Taoist priests will become possessed. You can imagine a thousand-year-old Taoist priest facing a five-year-old. Do you remember a grievance you experienced so vividly that you burst into tears?”

"No." Mu Xingqiu could only understand part of the truth.

"I have seen that Taoist priest who focused on the seventh level of spirituality and was just a little bit close to entering the realm of Yue Mang. However, because he could not get rid of a memory from a thousand years ago, he became a demon and his body disappeared."

Mu Xingqiu was silent for a while, "What does this have to do with me? What does it have to do with Duanliu City?"

"Don't think about today's battle anymore. The dead are gone. Soon you will see more deaths. The demon army is about to kill. This time there is probably a big demon in the battle. w.anshc you have caused Qi Wu Pay attention, the next battle will be a hundred times harder than today.”

"Has the Patriarch Tower been repaired yet?"

"not yet."

"Can't you... provide a little more help? Even if Lan Qizhang goes to the battlefield."

"No, Lan Qizhang cannot go to the battlefield. You have to find help from other places. But I can provide you with something else."

Zuo Liuying's illusion came over and put his hand on Mu Xingqiu's forehead, but looked at the young demon floating behind him, as if he could see it.

"Two legs are for walking, they are not the destination; boats and carts are for riding, you always have to get off and continue the journey; thinking is a way to strengthen the inner alchemy, from stillness to movement, but you don't know how to Use the stillness to fight; in the same way, the nine transformations of the beast are used to achieve the illusion. The most dynamic and stillness, and the most dynamic boxing skills to fight the enemy, you are abandoning the basics and chasing the weak. "

Mu Xingqiu's heart suddenly moved.

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