Exorcism

"I don't know how many little secrets are hidden in the green forest. The top...s..." Feng Zaisu gently touched a tall ancient tree, as if the green moss was the blanket that wrapped her in childhood, "We often used to Come here secretly, look for the most hidden big tree, and use the magic you just learned to hide small things in the trunk. "

Feng Zaisu walked around for a small half circle, then stopped suddenly and said with a flick of his finger, "Yes." There was a small note in her hand, "Haha, at that time we thought that no one could see through our spells. In fact, in higher education, Taoist priests only see childish tricks, which are too boring to interest them. "

Feng Zaisu looked at the note, smiled, and sent it back to the tree trunk. "The simple wish of a little female Taoist priest, let it stay here. I don't know since when, Bilin has been forgotten. The new generation The little Taoist priests have found a new place to make wishes.”

Mu Xingqiu stood more than a dozen steps away, following the hermit with his eyes. He didn't know if she had any other meaning when she said these words. He thought that this was the difficulty in getting along with high-level Taoist priests. They could joke when they wanted to, and they could be serious if they wanted to. Seriously, if you want to hide a secret, you can hide it, but low-level Taoist priests have to rack their brains to guess. This doesn't do any harm, it just makes him nervous.

The two met in the early morning and walked deep into the forest, passing through two ancient trees. Mu Xingqiu believed that although it seemed that they had not walked very long, they were actually far away from the starting point.

Feng Zaisu seemed to be simply recalling the past. She stopped in front of Mu Xingqiu and said, "It's not just Bilin that has been forgotten, but also ancient spells. Soul identification is one of them. Since souls are only materials and sources of power, who can Do you care about the difference between souls?"

"I thought the soul was indistinguishable," Mu Xingqiu said.

"It is true that souls cannot be identified, but some souls are special and have greater power and can stand out among many souls. This gives the soul master a chance to identify." She pointed to the many ancient trees around her, "Almost The same trees, but there are always some that are different.”

Mu Xingqiu walked around in a circle and finally understood that Feng Zaisu had a purpose in bringing him to this tree. "It is far away from other trees, which shows that... its roots are deeper and wider. It is a stronger ancient tree.”

Feng Zaisu nodded, "Please forgive us old guys who like to play riddles. This is not only to show the superiority of high-level Taoist priests - although I do have this idea - but also to confirm that you are really worthy of my teaching magic.

Mu Xingqiu's thoughts were seen through, and his face turned slightly red, "I hope I didn't disappoint you."

"You are good. Now you have learned the first lesson. Some souls are unique. The power they inspire is stronger, and some souls are even dazzling in the eyes of the soul master."

"Fangfang..."

"This is a conjecture: people with divine souls are rare,

There is no one who has Daogen at the same time. Qin Lingshuang's soul must be very unique. You have to find her soul before midnight tomorrow. If the guess is correct, we have a chance to defeat Feng Ruhui and take back the soul she stole secretly. If the guess is wrong - we still have time to escape. "

"There are more than 100,000 souls in the Frost Soul Sword, isn't it..."

"This is the mistake you made." Feng Zaisu said unceremoniously. But there was no blame on his face, "You should have followed the great soul master's advice and only detained a dozen souls around you, instead of hundreds of thousands on the entire battlefield. You made the task of identifying souls become a It’s complicated.”

"I didn't expect it to be like this."

"It's not your fault. It's the Great Soul Master who made a mistake in her judgment. She greatly underestimated you and the Frost Soul Sword, and you. Since you speak so clearly when motivating hermits like us, you have to bear more responsibilities than others."

"I'm willing to take the responsibility." Mu Xingqiu's heart beat faster at the thought of finding Fangfang's soul.

"If there is a Si Ming Cauldron. This is just a matter of a short time. Now we can only use the stupidest method." Feng Zaisu took out a small piece of candle and placed it in the air at half a person's height. "Activate a single soul to attack the candle." "The size of the halo represents the strength. I hope the one with the largest halo is Qin Lingshuang's soul."

Motivation of a single soul requires certain skills. Mu Xingqiu is not a Taoist priest of the Dengzhu family, so general methods may not be effective, so he gave a rough explanation of the mental illusion technique. Feng Zaisu slightly modified the method of driving a single soul accordingly. Tell him in detail. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞ An hour later, Mu Xingqiu basically mastered this rather outdated and useless spell.

He summoned the Frost Soul Sword and cast a spell on the candle. The speed gradually increased. The candle's halo flickered slightly and occasionally expanded slightly. The power of the soul was basically the same, so the changes brought about were not obvious.

Around noon, Yang Qingyin and others also came to watch from a distance, which was also a kind of protection. Mu Xingqiu's casting speed became faster, and he gradually entered a state similar to thinking, but all his thoughts were focused on Shuanghun. On the sword and the candle opposite, what others saw as just a one-foot-long halo flickering, in his eyes were souls showing off their power.

This is a boring process. Almost every half an hour, the halo will suddenly expand one or two feet, showing obvious changes, and then stop suddenly.

Feng Zaisu felt that he did not need to stay any longer, so he said to the Pangshan Taoist priests: "Don't let anything get close to that candle, not even a fallen leaf. Let other things take their own course. You can talk and there will be no interference." he."

The hermit passed through an ancient tree and disappeared. Yang Qingyin and others held their breath for a while. At this time, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Even the bald man who didn't need to breathe exhaled, "It turns out you can talk. I thought I could only be mute."

Yang Qingyin went around in a circle, cast simple spells around Mu Xingqiu and above his head, and placed a few magic weapons so that she could receive a warning even if the wind was a little stronger.

"I hope everything goes well. Let's start the fight tomorrow night. Don't postpone it any longer." Yang Qingyin prayed softly. Although she could speak, she carefully lowered her voice.

"Mom, do you really want to save your parents?" The bald man stopped on Xiao Qingtao's shoulder, so he had to look up at the person.

The family relationships in the Daomen family are a bit weird. Bald Man can't understand them, and neither can Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao.

"It's really strange. From the same Yang family, Yang Baozhen regards her children as more important than anything else. Even though she is possessed by a demon, she still remembers to save Shen Geng." Xin Youtao shook his head.

"Yang Dujiao is not possessed by a demon. She is just controlled by Si Ming Ding and there is still a chance to regain consciousness." Xiao Qingtao is a disciple of the Five Elements Department. I have a very good impression of Yang Baozhen, "And if she can think of saving Shen Geng, she might be able to wake up on her own strength. That will be a big help to us."

"Shen Geng is not worth saving at all." Yang Qingyin said coldly, "The action will be launched tomorrow night. If you encounter Pangshan Taoist priest in Luanjing Mountain, whether it is Yang Baozhen or my parents, I suggest that you all Stay away and let Zuo Liuying deal with them."

"When it comes to action, we don't even have a plan." Xin Youtao sighed, "Break in? Sneak attack? Feint attack? This time we are facing the entire Luanjing Mountain. What can we do? I'm afraid we won't even be able to follow. let's go."

"We'll know tomorrow." Yang Qingyin didn't care at all. It seems like everything will fall into place.

It was early night in the forest, and not long after, the last ray of sunlight left the green moss world, and the green forest turned into a black forest. Only a flickering candlelight remained.

The three Taoist priests decided to take turns guarding. The first one was Yang Qingyin, and Baldy stayed with her. Half-demon Feiba didn't leave either. He kept following them quietly, trying not to attract anyone's attention.

"You go back and rest, there's no point staying here." Yang Qingyin said to him.

"I'll stay... The catechumens can save my life... I'm willing..." Feiba almost squatted on the ground, his watery eyes full of pleading.

Yang Qingyin stopped talking to him. She didn't like this half-demon and thought he was as disgusting as the ubiquitous moss.

Baldy didn't like Feiba even more. He let out a threatening whine in his throat, which frightened the half-demon into hiding behind an ancient tree. Only then did Baldy follow Yang Qingyin around contentedly.

At midnight, Xin Youtao came to change shifts, and in the early morning it was Xiao Qingtao.

"It's so difficult to find a soul." Xin Youtao looked at the candlelight, "It hasn't changed for a long time."

"With hundreds of thousands of souls, it's certainly difficult." Xiao Qingtao looked sad. She missed Fangfang, but she didn't show it easily.

Bald Man and Feiba were always there. The Half-Demon Queen fell into a drowsy sleep for a while in the middle of the night. When she woke up, her face was covered with green moss, which made her look very funny. Bald Man laughed at her, and he laughed too.

Shortly after dawn, something happened that attracted Xiao Qingtao's attention. It was a rustling sound in the distance. If she hadn't been vigilant, she might have confused this sound with the sound of Lin Haitao.

Xiao Qingtao didn't cast a spell, but ran to follow the sound. She came back soon and said to Bald Man: "A group of sea monsters came in the Bilin. The direction is not here. You stay, I will go back and inform the others."

The bald man nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, no one can get close to Brother Xiaoqiu as long as I'm here."

"I'll be back soon." Xiao Qingtao left in a hurry. She could see clearly that www.ansh.c the group of sea monsters would not come here. She had to find a high-level Taoist priest for help as soon as possible.

A full hour later, Xiao Qingtao did not come back. There was a faint rumbling sound in the distance. Feiba walked out from behind the tree where he was hiding, approached the head floating in the air, and whispered: "The Taoist priests are fighting the sea monster. Get up, it seems there is no danger here."

The bald man didn't answer. Feiba slowly straightened up, stared at the head for a while, stretched out his arm and shook it twice, and finally confirmed that the catechumen's strange friend was floating in the air and asleep.

Bald Man often falls into drowsiness, which he cannot control himself, and often does not even admit that he has fallen asleep.

Feiba opened his mouth, looked around blankly, coughed tremblingly, and found that there was really no one nearby. His expression slowly changed, and his watery eyes revealed uncontrollable excitement, "Finally... "

He quietly approached Mu Xingqiu, and his wooden leg left marks after marks on the moss. About ten steps away, he stopped, not daring to come closer anymore. He looked around a few more times, and his whole body started to tremble. , bent down and pulled off the wooden leg, gritted his teeth and pulled hard on the broken leg, and pulled out a white worm several inches long.

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