Exorcism

"Where have everyone else gone? Zuo Liuying is playing silent tricks again? Where's my mother? She's gone. The chapters are updated the fastest." The bald man stretched out the newly grown white hair in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. Their color and texture are very unsatisfactory.

"Zuo Liuying took them to move. He may be fighting with Lu Zhechong and Ning Qiwei now. He is silent because he can see what I am doing through you. If I go the wrong way, he will speak." Mu Xingqiu answered Bald Zi's question, but he couldn't explain the doubts in his heart.

The battle of the sea monsters in the distance has ended. Luanjing Mountain should have won a great victory, but there is no Taoist priest flying back to Luanjing Mountain. Lu Zhechong knows that he has the Frost Soul Sword, and the sword contains the vital Fangfang soul. But he chose to seek revenge on Zuo Liuying first, and then left without sending anyone to search for his whereabouts.

The most important thing is, what is Zuo Liuying's plan? He asked an inhaling Taoist priest to carry the Frost Soul Sword all the way to Luanjing Mountain, and then quietly get the soul back under Feng Ruhui's eyes?

Mu Xingqiu shook his head to get rid of meaningless thoughts. He didn't dare to fly in the sky, so he just walked in the forest. His speed was not slow. He had been practicing boxing and his physique was better than that of some high-level Taoist priests.

The bald man flew around Mu Xingqiu, his eyes scanning everywhere, and every time he flew in front of Mu Xingqiu, he would stare at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't Zuo Liuying observe the situation through me? I let him see more clearly."

Mu Xingqiu laughed and let the bald man do his own thing, occasionally asking him to fly to the top of the tree to look at the location of Luanjing Mountain.

Bilin is located in the southwest of Luanjing Mountain, so Mu Xingqiu headed towards the highest peak in the northeast. Based on Baldy's observation, he believed that he could arrive before midnight.

As the terrain gradually rises, the ancient trees covered with green moss become increasingly sparse, and other tree species become more numerous and scattered at different heights. The vegetation was overgrown, and there was almost no open space in the forest. Mu Xingqiu had to fight through thorns and thorns to move forward.

The bald guy stopped flying around and landed on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder, making sounds similar to hiccups from time to time. Finally he couldn't help but ask for help, "Brother Xiaoqiu, I seem to have a big lump in my mouth. Please help me take a look." "

Mu Xingqiu stopped and picked up his head. The bald man opened his mouth as wide as he could. Mu Xingqiu glanced at it with extraordinary vision and was also surprised, "Feng Zaisu's inner elixir has grown in your mouth. It seems... smaller."

"Let me just say, there must be something extra. The bald man, who originally spoke normally, immediately became vague as soon as he heard that something was really growing in his mouth, "How can I spit it out? It's not very comfortable to hold. "

"Don't you really want the inner alchemy? This time you got your wish.

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"But I didn't cultivate this myself." The bald man frowned. Not willing to take advantage of this, "Besides, I can't use it. You can all use the inner elixir to cast spells. I just feel like there are so many things in my mouth that are getting in the way."

The inner elixir seemed to blend into the bald man's palate. Mu Xingqiu didn't know why this was, let alone what benefit it could have to a bald man. "Keep it for now. Feng Zaisu gave it to you. Let Zuo Liuying take a look at it later."

The bald man nodded, still licking the inner elixir with his tongue, feeling uncomfortable no matter what.

Mu Xingqiu brushed aside the bald man's messy silver hair. Staring at the demon's heart hidden in the black hair, it was still bright red, as round as a gem, without any wrinkles. If he guessed correctly, Zuo Liuying viewed the world and cast spells through it.

Thinking about it carefully, after Zuo Liuying checked the heart in the Duanliu City Inn, he seemed to have intended to let Bald Zi get the heart. At least he had no objection to Bald Zi possessing the monster.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand and tapped the devil's heart, and the bald man cried out, "Oh, Brother Xiaoqiu, why did you hit me? It hurts."

The devil's heart also grew up with the bald man. It seemed that after having the inner elixir, the devil's heart changed.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't explain such a magical thing. He just wondered why Zuo Liuying valued Bald Man so much. "Should I go to Luanjing Mountain? Am I taking the right path?" He asked softly, hoping to get an answer from a distance.

"Let's go if you say we can. We have to get Fangfang's soul back." This was the bald man's own voice. Zuo Liuying either didn't hear it or didn't want to answer at all.

Mu Xingqiu continued to move forward, and the bald man gradually got used to the inner elixir in his mouth. In fact, the inner elixir was always there, but it was just that it moved from his throat to his mouth, which made him a little uncomfortable, "Grandma Feng even went to my house to buy things. , she looks kind-hearted, and people in the town say she is a crazy woman, but I still don’t believe that she is really a madman, and she actually stole Fangfang’s soul...Brother Xiaoqiu, what is a soul? "

"It's very important, just as important as...your body. If your body is still there instead of being destroyed, I will definitely help you get it back.

"Oh, it's so important, then I understand." The bald man gritted his teeth hard and prepared for battle. Suddenly, the demon heart on his head shot out a beam of red light and shot out against Mu Xingqiu's scalp, cutting off countless branches along the way. It disappeared after more than ten feet, startling a crowd of birds.

Both of them were taken aback.

"I didn't want to shine." The bald man was especially surprised.

"Think about how you emit red light and try to control it. Don't use it now."

The bald man nodded, trying to recall how he emitted red light when facing Lu Zhechong. The expression on his face became more and more serious, and the demon heart in his hair emitted a red light that was strong and weak, but did not emit it again.

Mu Xingqiu felt that he might have gone in the wrong direction. The red light emitted by the demon heart could be considered a kind of magic. Luan Jingshan didn't react at all, which was very suspicious. He simply raised his sword into the air and flew quickly towards the mountain that was not far away.

A light rain suddenly started falling in the sky, and Mu Xingqiu stopped. After a while, a familiar voice came from the mountain peak: "Is this a chance encounter? Or did Zuo Liuying send you here?"

Mu Xingqiu continued flying without encountering any obstruction.

At the top of the mountain, a carriage was waiting for him.

Mu Xingqiu fell on the wet grass, "I got separated from Zuo Liuying and the others. Where is this? Isn't it Luanjing Mountain?"

The back door of the carriage opened, and Lan Bingju stretched out an arm to touch the soft night rain outside, "Have you never been to Luanjing Mountain?"

"No."

Luanjing Mountain is also a stop in the process of refining weapons. Disciples of various major traditions can buy a lamp and candle magic weapon at a very low price, or choose to accept the soul-fixing technique of Siming Ding. Before Mu Xingqiu and the others could get here, Pangshan collapsed.

"Then you should at least watch it and listen to what others say. Luanjing Mountain used to be a mountain. It was cut into two parts tens of thousands of years ago. Now only half of it is left. You are going in the wrong direction. Look to the west."

Mu Xingqiu spent most of his time practicing martial arts and rarely cared about the situation of other sects. He turned around and took a look. Sure enough, there was a strange mountain a hundred miles away in the west. He was cut down from the waist, leaving a large platform.

"Tens of thousands of years ago? At that time, the demon clan had been defeated..."

"Haha, you are really ignorant. This is the trace left when the Nine Dao Dao united to encircle and suppress Nianxinke. It was really a battle, but unfortunately there are not many records left. You must not know that the most powerful Nianxinke disciples at the time were all After they were imprisoned in Luanjing Mountain, Dengzhuke gradually emerged. Hey, don’t the current Nine Dao Traditions tell the history of Dao Tradition?”

"I'm not interested in history." Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but think of Fangfang, she must know everything.

The bald man asked loudly: "What are you doing here? Where are the casual cultivators?"

"I said, I want to watch the fun." Lan Bingju said with a smile, "Have you used my fish-dragon formation technique? Did it work?"

"It's used. The effect is good, but I still can't beat Lu Zhechong."

Lan Bingju laughed even louder, "Young people are fearless, haha. Or maybe it's stupid. It's surprising that you didn't die in Lu Zhechong's hands. The Frost Soul Sword's hundreds of thousands of souls were wasted in your hands." If I were to drive it, it would still be possible to fight her. You are only in the realm of inhalation. Even though you have illusions, it would be good if you can exert one-tenth of your soul power."

Mu Xingqiu became alert.

"Don't be nervous, kid. I don't want your sword. The way to survive for casual cultivators is not to be too weak or too strong. I even gave Yangshen Peak to Luanjing Mountain. How can I snatch your Frost Soul Sword? Lu Zhechong is a Taoist priest of Dengzhuke. He must like your sword very much. If I steal it, I will destroy myself. I still don’t understand. How could she let you live? "

"She had an arm cut off by Zuo Liuying, and she is eager to seek revenge from him."

Lan Bingju was slightly startled, "The little bastard surprised me again. It seems that there is really something exciting to watch. Then, where did Zuo Liuying go? Why can't I see any fighting scenes?"

Mu Xingqiu didn't know where Zuo Liuying and others were now, and he felt even more uneasy about the silence around Luanjing Mountain.

The old woman in the carriage looked at Taoist Pangshan with a strange smile on her face, as if she already knew what he was going to say, "Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying, he wants to use my power, but he refuses to owe me any favors." , actually sent an inspiratory Taoist priest to mess with me. Should I agree or not? "

"You should agree that if Pang Shan wins and the agreement between the Nine Dao Dao Tong and Long Binhui continues to take effect, you can still keep Lian Haishan and kill the Mage King alive. If Pang Shan loses, you will not lose anything. Send me away Just give it to Feng Ruhui as a gift."

"You want me to send you to see Feng Ruhui and give you a chance to use the Frost Soul Sword?"

"It doesn't have to be that hard, I just want a little rain."

"A little rain."

"Well, I want this rain to fall from here all the way to Luanjing Mountain."

Lan Bingju was silent in thought. She was chasing the rain in the southwest, partly through nature and partly through magic. However, it was not an easy task to make rain fall within Luanjing Mountain.

"You want to use raindrops to cast a spell?"

"Just like you did with the Fish-Dragon Formation, you borrowed a lot of spells from the Nianxin Department. Now it's time for me to borrow some of them back."

"Is this Zuo Liuying's plan? Borrow me a rain?"

"Zuo Liuying didn't have such a detailed plan. www.a.c" Mu Xingqiu suddenly realized something, "He believed in me and gave me freedom. This is my own plan."

"Are you sure? Zuo Liuying didn't make you think so, right?"

"I am a mind-reading disciple on the third level of the illusion. If Zuo Liuying wants to control my thoughts, I will know about it."

Lan Bingju was speechless for a long time, and soon she understood that since she came to watch the fun, she would help Mu Xingqiu because she wanted to see the results and see if there was anything special about the only successor of Nianxinke, she would still I can't forget the only prophecy I ever made.

As Mu Xingqiu said, there seems to be no harm in helping him. Pangshan seems to be at an obvious disadvantage, but Zuo Liuying is cunning and cunning, and is best at escaping from death. If Pang Shan really couldn't escape the fate of destruction, she could change her mind at any time, kill Mu Xingqiu, and offer the Frost Soul Sword to Feng Ruhui.

Lan Bingju stared at Pangshan's breathing Taoist priest and raised her right hand. After a moment, the rain intensified, but she added, "Feng Ruhui, the person you want is with me."

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