Exorcism

The prophetic fire rose to more than ten feet, reflecting half of the sky as green as emerald.

Shen Geng opened his eyes, and his first move was to look at the enemy on the opposite side. Mu Xingqiu hadn't woken up yet, and even through the firelight, he could see that his face was full of pain.

Shen Geng stood up and put away the Liuguang Treasure Book. His blood-red eyes became more prominent in the green. He glanced around and found that there were at least a thousand casual cultivators floating in the air around the mountain, all looking at the Fire of Prophecy obsessively. , seems to be able to draw strength from it. Not far from the fire, there are forty or fifty teenagers sitting, their faces illuminated by the green light extremely excited.

The bald man flew around behind Mu Xingqiu, biting his lip, and three strands of hair swaying gently like tentacles. He was anxious, but he did not dare to approach Brother Xiaoqiu for fear of disturbing his thoughts.

Shen Geng walked towards Lan Bing Ke on the carriage, stopped after a few steps, stood there and thought for a while, "The fire of prophecy does not provide the future, but observes oneself."

"Oh, what did you see?" Lan Bingju said with a smile. Shen Geng easily passed the test in just one hour, and she was not surprised at all.

"I saw that I was burned by the flames, but I did not die. I walked with the flames, burning everything I encountered into ashes. I saw countless corpses spread out on the ground, and there were many faces I knew among them, including You." Shen Geng pointed at Lan Bingju, paying no attention to the angry-looking cultivators around him.

"That's your future, not mine." Lan Bingju waved her hand casually, "Go on, what else do you see?"

"I saw that there was a fire in my body. It was the original Tao fire. It supported my immortality and filled me with strength. So I understood. Through the fire of prophecy, I observed everything about myself. I knew What’s the problem and how to fix it.”

Shen Geng stretched out his right arm and pointed the palm of his hand at the head not far away, "The demonic Taoist is also a Taoist priest. If the Taoist fire is not extinguished, I will not be controlled by the demonic thoughts."

Something that looked like both light and a dagger appeared in the air a few feet in front of his palm. It jumped up suddenly and hit the bald man on the cheek instantly. The worried expression on the bald man's face immediately turned into greed, ferocity and anger. He turned to Shen Geng and wanted to pounce on him and bite him, but he lost his self-control. Unable to move.

Shen Geng cast the magic repair spell, which was different from what Cun Xiang had done before. Baldy could no longer make it invalid. Instead, he was completely manipulated by Shen Geng, moving up, down, left, right, and sometimes turning his head in circles. His mouth Still opening and closing constantly, his teeth chattered loudly.

The casual cultivators in the sky were still paying attention to the prophecy fire, but the young people watching could not help laughing. The heads were jumping around like headless flies, which was both terrifying and ridiculous, attracting their attention.

Lan Bingju nodded slightly,

It wasn't the head that mattered to her. But Shen Geng himself said, "Some methods require you to practice hard, and some methods are just a fleeting thought. Now you are like a real magician, based on Tao fire. You use demonic cultivation and possess the power of demons." , but not controlled by the devil. If you are not killed, you will become an amazing strong man."

Shen Geng looked at the bald man with a red light in his eyes. He had murderous intentions, but he still withdrew the spell. Once he could fully control the magic spell, the head would be too weak in his opinion. Killing him would be a disservice to himself. Humiliated, "I don't want to wait a hundred years." He raised his hands in front of his eyes, looked at them carefully, and said with confidence, "Within thirty years, I will let the Nine Dao Unification embark on a new path."

The bald man stopped running around and looked confused. He didn't understand what the children nearby were laughing at. After a while, he remembered the experience of being controlled just now. He glared at Shen Geng and stared at Mu Xingqiu with concern.

Lan Bingju laughed, "I wish you success. Thirty years only lasts in the blink of an eye, but I can't wait."

"Return Yangshen Peak to me." Shen Geng said coldly.

"Boy, are you threatening me? You may be stronger than me in a hundred years, but now I can kill you with one finger, and by the way, your future will be wiped out." Lan Bingju still insisted. Centenary" argument.

"You don't dare to kill me. In fact, you don't dare to kill any Taoist priest." Shen Geng left Pangshan for the first time. He had to slowly figure out some things. "You build your own little kingdom in Lianhaishan." "What you fear most is Taoism. You know very well that it only takes one or two high-level Taoist priests to destroy hundreds of years of hard work."

"Haha, you scared me." Lan Bingju smiled and patted his heart, "So you should understand that I hope to see the Taoism in chaos. If you want Yangshen Peak, just find a more powerful backer. I I won’t hand over Pangshan’s treasure to a little Taoist priest.”

Lan Bingju raised her left hand, and the car hood hanging above her head flew towards Shen Geng's head and hit it hard.

Shen Geng held the Tao Fire Jue in his left hand in front of his heart, and pointed his thumb to the sky with his right hand. A black light rose up and caught the huge car hood three feet above his head.

"What a magic priest, much better than an ordinary Taoist priest at the first level of Dinxia." Lan Bingju shook his left arm slightly, and a jade bracelet flew out of his sleeve and landed on the car hood. He pressed it down enough. It's two feet long, only one foot away from Shen Geng's head.

Shen Geng bent his legs slightly and kept his posture unchanged, "You want to try my strength? Just cast a spell, I can still bear it."

Without saying a word, Lan Bingju raised his right arm, took off a hosta on his head, put it to his lips, licked it, and then stabbed Shen Geng lightly. This stab seemed to have no effect. There was no light, electricity, or five elements of magic. It was dozens of steps away from the enemy, and it was not even a threat. However, Shen Geng couldn't resist it. He took a few steps back and barely stood. The heel of one foot is close to the prophetic fire.

The car hood and jade bracelet on the top of the head were lowered, almost touching Shen Geng's bun.

The casual cultivators around them held their breaths. Even the teenagers ignored the ridiculous look on their heads and stared closely at Shen Geng, whose legs were getting crooked more and more, and the Dharma King who was taking a lot of time. They knew that the Dharma King only needed to prick him with a hairpin again. This fight will be over.

It was the first time for many casual practitioners to see the Dharma King cast a spell, and they were deeply touched. Their legs were as weak as Shen Geng's, and they wanted to kneel down while floating in the air.

The amazement of the casual cultivators was like a gust of wind rising from the ground. Seventy years of practice surpassed that of the Mage King of Life and Death. This is an unimaginable miracle for any casual cultivator.

However, Shen Geng was not satisfied and gave a low drink. His body decomposed and turned into a ball of black smoke, which instantly dropped to less than a foot high. Then it grew suddenly in an instant, launching the car cover and jade bracelet into the high air. When the casual cultivators raised their heads, the two magic tools of the Dharma King had disappeared into the night sky.

The black smoke regrouped into a human form, and Shen Geng seemed to have just undergone a rebirth. His whole body was emitting a light like water reflecting the moonlight. He took a few steps forward and said word by word: "Thirty years."

Lan Bingju laughed, neither confirming nor denying. With a wave of his hand, the car cover returned to its original position, and the jade bracelet flew to his wrist, "I'm very curious, what exactly did you go through in Yangshen Peak to make such amazing progress? This is definitely not something that can be achieved through hard work. , you must have another fate."

"That's none of your business. Either kill me now or return Yangshen Peak to me. Don't wait for me to come back to you in thirty years."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to seeing you thirty years from now. I'm afraid that it won't be me who stops you, but the Nine Dao Traditions. So, take my advice, don't go to Luanjing Mountain, and find a truly hidden place. If you hide and practice, you may still have a chance to live for another thirty years. And don't set your goals at my level. If you want to change the direction of Taoism, you have to be stronger than all Taoist priests."

"What I'm looking for is not Luanjing Mountain, but my mother." Shen Geng finally stopped insisting on returning to Yangshen Peak. He took a deep look at Lan Bingju and turned to Mu Xingqiu, who was still thinking, "Maybe I was wrong, a true Taoist priest would not take so long to get rid of the fire of prophecy.”

Mu Xingqiu's condition looked very bad. Not only was his face distorted, but his body was also trembling. The bald man was flying back and forth faster and faster, but there was nothing he could do.

"He has too many things that he misses too deeply. This is a taboo in spiritual practice and the biggest obstacle to getting rid of the fire of prophecy." Lan Bingju was slightly disappointed. She could accept Shen Geng's arrogance and threats, but Mu Xingqiu Although he has been unable to pass the test for a long time, he feels that it is a failure. "Why would Zuo Liuying value such a little Taoist priest?"

"When he wakes up, I will fight with him again. Please don't interfere." Shen Geng said.

"I have no reason to interfere. Are you not afraid of his Frost Soul Sword anymore?"

Shen Geng's current cultivation level requires the Yangshen Peak to be evenly matched with the powerful soul power. However, after being tested by the fire of prophecy, his confidence has been restored, "I have never been afraid."

The bald man couldn't bear the torture, so he turned to Lan Bingju and said, "You are so capable, how about you save Brother Xiaoqiu?"

Lan Bingju smiled and shook his head, "Rescue him for what? Let Shen Geng kill him?"

Knowing that pleading was useless, the bald man rose up into the sky and looked into the distance, "I'm flying too slowly, why isn't Zuo Liuying here yet?"

It had been more than an hour. With Yang Qingyin's speed, he should have flown to Talang City a hundred miles away. As for Zuo Liuying, he should have flown here in the blink of an eye.

"Don't wait for Zuo Liuying. Talang City is the royal capital and there are at least a thousand restrictions set up. Yang Qingyin can't fly over. She is probably quarreling with the Fu Lu Master on the road now." Lan Bingju was a little bored. , and yawned, "It seems that I need to make the fire of prophecy burn brighter so that I can end this test as soon as possible."

The green flame suddenly grew twice as high, piercing deeply into the entire mountain like a swaying green spear.

Dozens of casual cultivators coughed violently. Lan Bingju was quite disdainful of his subordinates, "If you can't stand it, get out of here."

Immediately, hundreds of casual cultivators descended to the foot of the mountain, but the dozens of young men received preferential treatment. A light screen appeared in front of them. They could see the flames but were not affected.

The prophetic fire of tens of feet lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. Bald Man turned pale with anxiety. www.ansc Finally saw Brother Xiao Qiu slowly opening his eyes, "Wake up, wake up!" Bald Man shouted happily. .

Mu Xingqiu turned his head and smiled at the bald man. He put his hands on the ground and reluctantly stood up. He stood on the ground and rocked back and forth, looking extremely weak. The bald man hurriedly flew over to support his waist.

The prophetic fire quickly weakened and disappeared quickly, and the top of the mountain suddenly looked much darker.

"Mu Xingqiu, what did you see?" There was not much interest in Lan Bingju's voice. The Taoist priest took too long.

"I saw -" Mu Xingqiu's throat was hoarse, as if he had just walked out of a dusty wilderness. Not only was his appearance completely different, but his ability to understand seemed to have become slower. He thought for a while before continuing, "A building city."

Lan Bingju was slightly startled, "What does this mean?"

"That's a city full of souls." Mu Xingqiu finally came to life. He slowly straightened his body and his voice returned to normal. He turned to Shen Geng and said, "I heard you said you wanted to fight me. This is what I mean.”

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