Exorcism

Chapter 324 The True Illusion Mission

Mu Xingqiu stood up, whipped out his whip, and couldn't help but be stunned.

He was standing in an unfamiliar forest. The ground was covered with wild grass as soft as a carpet. He was surrounded by trees as thick as a bowl and nearly two people tall. The dark green bark was as smooth as if it had been painted, and the branches and leaves were sparse. The tree only has more than ten branches in the upper half, and the leaves are so big that they can almost be used as fans.

This wasn't anywhere he remembered it.

Then there was his whip, which was colorful at first, then turned black after being burned by the demon fire, and now it was a little red, as if - he remembered that he was suffering a lot of lightning before falling into coma, and his eyes were filled with crimson.

It was morning now, and he was standing in a strange place, wearing full Taoist attire, with no one around him.

He wanted to fly up to check the situation, but found that his whole body was sore, and his upper, middle, and lower Dantian seemed to be filled with lead. It was heavy and he couldn't use any magic power. Moreover, the Frost Soul Sword was gone. It was no longer around him, and it had not returned to his wrist. In the invisible scabbard.

The sunshine was warm and comfortable. Even in the south, such sunshine seemed very unusual in winter. If it weren't for the many doubts in his heart, Mu Xingqiu would have wanted to fall down on the grass and sleep for a long time.

Listening carefully, Mu Xingqiu vaguely heard voices coming from the front, so he walked slowly with his heavy body, smelling the familiar faint fragrance in the woods, and felt that the heaviness on his body gradually weakened.

This was five-knot green wood. He suddenly remembered why this aroma felt familiar. It was clearly the slightly lighter smell of five-knot green wood ointment.

Mu Xingqiu observed carefully and finally discovered that the branches were not the trunks but the branches.

It turns out that this is Luanjing Mountain.

Mu Xingqiu quickened his pace and quickly walked out of the Greenwood Forest. He saw a group of Taoist priests gathered in the open space in front of them. Most of them were female disciples from Luanjing Mountain. They were watching something. He stood behind the crowd. Glanced inside.

Feng Ruhui stood in the middle of the crowd. For some reason, his whole body was wrapped in silver threads, and the wrapping was very tight, with only his head and feet exposed.

This was supposed to be a sentencing that was nearing its end. Feng Ruhui seemed to have aged several years. She said: "I accepted the punishment without complaining. This is the end I deserve. If I can leave one lesson for Luanjing Mountain, it is not to try to control someone bigger than yourself." With powerful power, practicing inner elixir is the only right path..."

Her eyes scanned the faces of the onlookers. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜Seeing Mu Xingqiu on the outside, she smiled at him and said, “Also, don’t let love turn into destruction.”

Someone pulled on Mu Xingqiu's sleeve.

"You're recovering well." Xin Youtao said with a smile and motioned for Mu Xingqiu to follow him.

The two of them left the crowd together. Feng Ruhui was still saying something, but they no longer cared.

"How long has it been? What happened?" Mu Xingqiu asked, and the two of them walked onto a corridor and walked towards a house in the distance. The buildings in Luanjing Mountain are all small buildings with two or three floors. The corners of the eaves are overhanging, and strings of wind chimes are hung on them. The sweet ringing can be heard from a distance.

"Soon, only a few hours. You and Zuo Liuying were knocked unconscious by lightning. The big hole in the sky disappeared, Si Ming Ding fell to the ground, Feng Ruhui wanted to run, but was entangled in the silver thread of the half-demon Feiba. However. Feiba ran away. Then everyone came to Luanjing Mountain together. You were recovering in the Qingmu Forest. The first one was sent to Zhaoxin Pavilion. I was discussing things with Luanjing Mountain Taoist priest. I came to see your situation. I didn't expect you. Already awake, that's all. Are you okay? You didn't look good."

Xin Youtao spoke quickly, but did not explain much of his doubts. Mu Xingqiu nodded, "Very good. Feng Ruhui..."

"It's such a pity that Taoist priests don't have the death penalty. Feng Ruhui will be sent to Xingshan Bamo Cave, where she will be her final destination."

The two were silent for a while, then Mu Xingqiu asked: "My sword?"

"Yang Qingyin is holding it, she is scared...hehe, you will know when you see her later."

But what Mu Xingqiu wants to see most now is not her. He has too many doubts in his heart. Only one person can explain it, "Take me to see Zuo Liuying."

"Zhaoxin Pavilion is where the cauldron is hidden in Luanjing Mountain. I don't know..." Xin Youtao glanced at Mu Xingqiu and changed his words: "I heard that Zhaoxin Pavilion is here."

The two walked through the buildings and came to a relatively large area.

Sun Yulu, a Taoist priest from the Dengzhu Branch, walked out of the trees and said with a smile: "You're awake, fellow seeker."

"Well, I want to see Mr. Zuo." Mu Xingqiu felt better, but still couldn't cast spells. He thought this might be because there were restrictions on Luanjing Mountain.

"Please follow me, fellow seekers. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ hil c⃞ o⃞ ⃞ m⃞" Sun Yulu led the way sideways, without inviting Xin Youtao.

"I'll go find you in a minute." Mu Xingqiu smiled at Xin Youtao, "Soon."

Xin Youtao also smiled and watched Mu Xingqiu enter the forest before turning and leaving.

"Luanjing Mountain did not fall into Feng Ruhui's hands, all thanks to you and Zuo Zuozuo." Sun Yulu suddenly stopped and spoke solemnly.

"It's nothing... It's a pity that both grandmasters have become immortals."

"Taoist priests are always prepared to sacrifice their lives for righteousness. It's hard to say whether this is a loss or a gain."

Luanjingshan Grandmaster Lu Zhechong did not wake up until the end, and Mu Xingqiu did not want to point this out.

Sun Yulu paused for a moment, then continued: "If you, the seeker, intend to continue practicing the art of mindfulness, Luanjing Mountain also has many collections of mindfulness books, all of which are open to you."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned. He had never shown any interest in collecting books. He didn't understand why Sun Yulu would have such an invitation. "Thank you. I am a disciple of Pangshan. I need to think about it..."

"Of course, you are a disciple of Pangshan, and this will never change." Sun Yulu smiled and continued to lead the way.

Zhaoxin Pavilion is a three-story building, which is not much different from the buildings outside. There are no wind chimes hanging on the corners of the eaves. The aroma around it is very strong, but it is not the smell of five-section green wood balm.

Sun Yulu only sent it downstairs, "The seat on the left is on the top floor."

Mu Xingqiu walked up the wooden ladder. The facilities on each floor were extremely simple, with nothing more than some futons, tables and incense burners. The third floor was even more empty, with only a futon and Zuo Liuying sitting on it. On the floor in front of him were the small Siming Ding and Yangshen Peak.

Luanjingshan allowed Taoist Pangshan to spend time alone with Siming Ding, which was both trust and gratitude. What's more, they have no choice but to let things take their course as they have lost their master.

Zuo Liuying seemed to be fine at all. He still looked like a teenager, and his face was still indifferent. He stared at the two magic weapons in front of him, as if he hadn't seen Mu Xingqiu's arrival.

Mu Xingqiu was relieved that Yangshen Peak was finally found, but his soul was taken away by the young demon. He still doesn't understand why the young demon left.

Zuo Liuying suddenly spoke. Pointing to Yangshen Peak, "I just talked with the disciples inside. It turns out that Shen Geng's ability to condense elixirs is related to me. I frequently activated the Patriarch Tower, causing fluctuations in the power within Yangshen Peak. Shen Geng has been practicing for a long time and has accumulated a lot of strength. It is stimulated and the elixir is condensed, and it even reaches the realm of dining rosy within a few days.”

"Well, he ran away again?" Mu Xingqiu was still confused, but he was more concerned about Shen Geng's whereabouts, remembering that he didn't see Yang Baozhen last night. He thought this was not a good sign.

"Yang Baozhen let him go, but kept Yangshen Peak. She herself is willing to accept Pang Shan's punishment."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything else, he still wanted to seek revenge from Shen Geng. But that's not the most important thing right now.

Zuo Liuying raised his head. He knew Mu Xingqiu was confused and was just wondering where to start explaining. "The Star Mountain Demon Cave is a prison, very similar to the void where the demon species is."

He started with this sentence, raised his head and thought for a while, "The successor of Nianxinke created the spell 'Wrong or weak' before being imprisoned in the Demon Cave. However, due to some reasons that I cannot know, this The spell didn't spread smoothly until I read it from the ancient book. The transmission started with me, followed by Mei Chuan'an, and then you."

Mei Chuanan is a disciple of the Forbidden Secrets. It was under the guidance of Zuo Liuying that he began to study ancient spells.

Mu Xingqiu said: "I often recite incantations and produce true illusions. You rarely recite incantations and produce true illusions. Mei Chuanan does not produce true illusions. Why is this?"

"Because Mei Chuanan lacks a trace of 'magic thoughts'."

"Demon thoughts are not a bad thing. They are two different things from being possessed by demons. They are various thoughts related to demons. Most Taoist priests have them, especially the Five Elements Taoist priests who specialize in killing demons. All my research is related to demon species, and you , ever since I came into contact with demon species, I have always been obsessed with it for a long time. Only by combining demon thoughts with spells can real illusions be produced. This is originally a very easy thing, but Mei Chuan'an is an exception. He is a serious person who concentrates on studying Taoism. He is an ancient mantra who rarely cares about the things that happen to demons, so he naturally has no thoughts about demons.”

"Why would Zhenyou attract demonic calamity?"

"Everything is just my conjecture. I feel that the Demonic Tribulation was not within the expectations of the successors of Nianxinke. It may be caused by the very similarity between the Demonic Cave and the Void. In order to ensure that Zhenhuan will grow up, the successors of Nianxinke will definitely To save people, there must be some irresistible connection between the Demon Cave and the True Illusion. This connection also has an effect on the void. When the True Illusion grows to a certain extent and the desire to rob the prison becomes stronger, it will arouse the Void Demon. Such turbulence is called demonic calamity.”

Mu Xingqiu realized that the matter was a bit serious, "My true fantasy... took away the soul, will she go to jail?"

"I guess it's not important."

Mu Xingqiu looked surprised.

"The spell was created by the heirs of Nianxinke before he was imprisoned in the Demon Drawing Cave. To be more specific, it was fifty-six thousand years ago. But no one passed down the spell at that time. When you and I finally have a real illusion, the Demon Drawing Cave will be created." The prisoners in the cave have long since died, leaving only the remaining souls, no one can save them.”

"But when I was pulling out the magic cave, a hand stretched out... The successor of Nianxinke seems to be still alive..."

"Being imprisoned in the Devil's Cave is a cruel punishment. It is not to make Taoist priests immortal. The successors of Nianxinke have already died and their souls are immortal. It is to make them endure endless pain. These souls still retain their thoughts at that time. Naturally, there is a desire to escape, but after leaving the Demonic Cave, the soul is still a soul and will not have a body, but will completely disappear after forty-nine days...c For them, this is a better ending. ”

"Zhenhuan doesn't know this, maybe he will save people, right?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"For Zhenhuan, this is a tragedy. It is her instinct and purpose to complete the task, but this task has lost all meaning." Zuo Liuying lowered his head slightly. His Zhenhuan was taken away by the demon species, and maybe also A better ending, "Someone has already warned Xingshan that it would be useless if Zhenhuan went there. Although she is combined with the soul, she is not a Taoist priest of the Dengzhuke family, and she does not have the magic weapon of the Dengzhuke family, so she cannot use the full power of the soul. The strength is at most the level of concentration."

"I want to get my soul back."

Zuo Liuying suddenly asked: "Don't you want to give her a name?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. To him, the young demon had disappeared and had nothing to do with him anymore. "She doesn't need me to give her a name."

"She can give you a valuable gift." Zuo Liuying stared at Mu Xingqiu, only he knew how deep the connection between reality, illusion and creation was.

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