Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu looked at the eyes opposite him, looking for the emptiness, viciousness and arrogance in his memory. For a very short moment, he felt that he saw a trace of strong hatred, which was fleeting, like the flint stirred up by the impact. A spark.

Mu Xingqiu recalled Yang Qingyuan, a Taoist priest from Qishan he knew.

The first time the two met was in Zhaoshan. At that time, Yang Qingyuan was a polite and curious young Taoist priest. He was refining magic weapons alone and had no friends around him. He was very willing to make friends with Taoist Pangshan and talk to Fangfang. He talks endlessly about the topic of the Forbidden Secrets.

The second meeting was in Duanliu City. Yang Qingyuan and a group of Taoist priests came to support Pang Shan. They were full of enthusiasm and hoped to survive the heart-fire disaster on the battlefield. He succeeded and did not ask for any reward.

The third time was in the ancient tomb. Yang Qingyuan, who had survived the Heart Fire Tribulation, did not completely cool down, but became more aggressive. What he lost was only impulsiveness and bellicosity, and he actually cared more about killing the demon clan.

Now, he stood ten steps away from Mu Xingqiu, his lips tightly closed, his eyes stern, and there was no longer a simple smile on his face.

"What is Fellow Daoist Yang's main research in Qishan's Forbidden Secret Department?" Mu Xingqiu asked casually, formally giving him the Taoist courtesy.

Yang Qingyuan was stunned, and the Taoist priests standing nearby were also stunned, not understanding that a fight was about to begin. Mu Xingqiu asked what the purpose of this was.

"Is this related to fighting skills?" Yang Qingyuan's voice at least did not change, but it was slightly deeper, as if there was something in his throat.

"I think fighting is not the most important thing." Mu Xingqiu raised his voice, intending to tell everyone, "The purpose of discussing Taoism with weapons is to enhance mutual understanding among young disciples of various Taoist schools. The victory or defeat in a battle cannot mean anything. What. If the five hundred Taoist priests standing here can make a few more new friends today and remember each other after walking out of this hall, that would be the greatest victory. Fellow Daoist Yang can be more understanding.”

Many Taoist priests laughed. They greeted each other again and glanced at the relatively unfamiliar Taoist priest's face. They will remember the faces here, even if it is just a quick glance, they will remember them in their minds for months or even years.

Yang Qingyuan lowered his eyes and realized that he had fallen behind in terms of popularity, so he said: "What my fellow seekers said is absolutely true. I studied magic weapons in the Qishan Forbidden Secret Department, but in recent years I have been studying five elements magic and gold magic.

"What a coincidence. I also learned the Five Elements Golden Technique, but I just tried it briefly, and then I practiced the Mind Mind Technique." Mu Xingqiu's introduction to himself was not too brief, and he raised his voice again, "The same goes for the Mind Mind Technique. One of the eighteen branches of Taoism, a long time ago, all the descendants of Nianxin were imprisoned in the Xingshan Demon Cave. According to records, they deserved their punishment. "

"There are many legends about the successors of Nianxin.

For example, they are all women. They promote spiritual practice by frequently forming and cutting off relationships, and they are also good at stirring up people's hearts. I know many people are interested in these things, but I don’t know much about the past. I can only assure you from my personal experience: A disciple of Nianxin does not have to be a woman. The way of practice is the same as everyone else. It relies on diligent study and hard practice. At least I have never had a relationship. As for provoking people's hearts, it is a kind of magic. If I cast it, you will definitely feel it, and then return it to me unchanged..."

Some found it interesting, others puzzled. Shen Hao is the latter type of person, "What is Xiaoqiu doing? He has to defeat Yang Qingyuan first. Then he can say these words to win everyone's support. He is putting the cart before the horse."

"It's quite interesting. I didn't know that Nianxinke had such a history." Xiaohao stood with Taoist Pangshan, listening with great interest, "If Mu Xingqiu teaches me a paragraph every day, my practice will definitely be more effective. "

Yang Qingyin was confused at first, but soon understood and laughed, "Maybe this is also a way." This sentence attracted a few looks, but she refused to explain.

Mu Xingqiu said a lot. Before many Taoist priests got tired, he said to Yang Qingyuan: "Dharma weapons are a vast field. Every step of making, using, and preserving has its own mystery. Is there anyone who specializes in it?" direction?"

Yang Qingyuan's face became more gloomy, he closed his mouth and refused to answer, but Mu Xingqiu kept smiling and looked at him stubbornly.

The fighting hall fell into silence, and the awkward atmosphere quickly spread. Wangshan Taoist Priest Ding Wei said loudly: "It is a good thing to understand each other, but there is no need to rush. After tonight, the Demon Slayer Club will be a fixed organization for low-level Taoist priests. We have Plenty of time to talk all night long.”

After all, fighting is more attractive, and the Taoist priests all agreed. Some even said rudely: "Nianxin Ke is really worthy of the name of a female disciple. Even fighting is so verbose..." When he realized that Luanjingshan Taoist priest's eyes were not good, No one dares to say such a thing anymore.

"Sorry for boring everyone." Mu Xingqiu nodded to the audience and apologized. He raised his right arm and showed a red and black whip, but it didn't mean to cast any spell. "This whip is called Divine Walking Electric Switch. It also needs I'm sorry, I was young when I owned this whip and I only had this name. The whip body is made of the colorful tail hair of a brocade horse, and the handle is a piece of sandalwood horn. It has been with me through many hardships. It changed and became what it is now.”

Since the demise of Nianxinke, very few Taoist priests have used whips as magic weapons or weapons, so they were all curious and watched carefully, forgetting about fighting for the time being.

Yang Qingyuan said coldly: "The Taoist friends seem to have made a mistake. The 'combination of instruments' has ended. Now it is time to 'discuss the Tao' and fight."

"Please forgive me. I just hope that more Taoist priests can understand the mind science. This is a rare opportunity. Are you anxious, fellow Taoist Yang? Why don't you take a rest first, and I will ask you to come up after I say a few words."

Yang Qingyuan didn't say a word or retreat. Mu Xingqiu took it as acquiescence and flicked his whip, sparking a lightning bolt several feet long. "The spell of mindfulness is not within the five elements. The advantage is that it is not affected by mutual generation and restraint. The disadvantage is that lightning is You can't break away from the whip, so the attack distance cannot be too far. You can do whatever you want within a hundred steps, but you can't reach it beyond a hundred steps, so when fighting with me, it's best to keep a distance."

"I don't have to, we will fight within a hundred steps later." Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but interjected, not wanting others to think that he was taking advantage.

"It doesn't matter. I won't use the whip later. Fellow Daoist Yang can do it at any distance."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Qingyuan was stunned, but the Taoist priests who were watching were also confused. Especially those Taoist priests who had seen Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao fight, they didn't understand why he had to sacrifice his own strengths.

"This idiot. Don't think about how to defeat the enemy, but first think about how to save people." Yang Qingyin snorted disdainfully. Still without a detailed explanation, Shen Hao could only scratch his head and read on patiently.

"I understand." The bald man next to him suddenly shouted, "Brother Xiaoqiu is trying to annoy Yang Qingyuan. He used to remind me to talk less, saying it would interfere with his practice. But I don't eat, so of course I have to talk more. …”

There was a lot of chatter on the sidelines. Yang Qingyuan in the field said: "I also want to say sorry, I have been added with a talisman and cannot be removed in this fight."

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't get me wrong. I don't use mental illusions because I want to use more powerful spells." Mu Xingqiu put away the whip in his right hand and summoned the Frost Soul Sword with his left hand.

"This is a soul-collecting magic weapon. It contains more than 100,000 souls in total. I would like to thank several fellow Taoists from the Dengzhu Section of Luanjing Mountain for their generous teachings and teaching me the magic. This sword should not be used lightly. But it is worth using for Fellow Taoist Yang ”

After the Battle of Duanliu City, Mu Xingqiu collected 100,000 souls with the help of Taoist Priest Deng Zhuchan. This incident was widely spread in the Taoist tradition. The Taoist priests all heard about it. When the magic weapon was displayed, everyone wanted to see this sword. Unfortunately, they could not do so. They did not expect that Mu Xingqiu would use the sword at the moment of battle.

The hall was quiet, as if more than a hundred thousand souls were wandering in the hall, and the living must hold their breath and rest in peace.

"Do you have to say this?" Yang Qingyuan said word by word, obviously unable to bear the other party's nagging.

"I have to say it. Only in this way can I let everyone understand what I am going to do next." Mu Xingqiu put away the smile on his face, "Please pay attention, fellow Taoists. I am going to use the technique of summoning souls, which is ineffective against Taoist priests. . If anyone is really worried, please take out the candle to protect the soul."

Yang Qingyuan has not spoken yet. Ding Wei on the sidelines spoke first, "Wait a minute, the soul-summoning technique is used to absorb souls. If you really want to fight, you should use the soul-expelling technique."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that there are souls wandering in this hall, and it should be cleaned up..."

Ding Wei looked displeased, "You have gone too far, fellow Taoists. I have been the only one living in the Wangshan Taoism for the past two or three years. Where can the wandering soul come from?"

"My feeling has always been very accurate." Mu Xingqiu became more serious, "There are fellow Taoists from Luanjing Mountain's Dengzhu Section here. You guys know more about this kind of thing. Is my feeling correct?"

Several Qishan Taoist priests finally couldn't bear it any longer, "Mu Xingqiu, do you want to fight? One moment, we will show off the magic weapon, and the other, we will capture the soul. We are Taoist priests, not mortal magic sticks."

Luanjingshan Taoist priests supported Mu Xingqiu, and several female disciples actually took out the Dengzhu magic weapon and quickly tested it. Bai Qing said loudly: "There are no wandering souls in the hall, but..."

"But what?" Mu Xingqiu asked immediately.

"But there seem to be a few souls in the hall..."

Before Bai Qing finished speaking, Yang Qingyuan took action and shouted at the same time: "Mu Xingqiu, you are going too far!"

A ray of light shot straight down, directly to the top of Mu Xingqiu's head. This was the perfect hit-and-miss talisman.

Yang Qingyuan suddenly attacked, and Mu Xingqiu did not keep his promise. He still held the Frost Soul Sword in his left hand, but whipped out a whip with his right hand. However, the lightning from the tip of the whip was only a few feet long and disappeared before it touched the target ten steps away. .

The white light hit the top of Mu Xingqiu's head, ww.ansh.c surprisingly did not cause any damage, but Yang Qingyuan, who was not hit, screamed, as if he was seriously injured.

While everyone was in shock, Mu Xingqiu shouted: "The evil spirit has seized the body and will appear quickly!"

The Frost Soul Sword gave off a shimmering light, and Yang Qingyuan suddenly stopped screaming and let out a weird laugh, "Mu Xingqiu, you won again, but you can't save him."

"Not necessarily." Mu Xingqiu began to use the soul-summoning technique. Although he knew very little about it, the powerful magic weapon in his hand made up for this shortcoming.

Everyone in the hall felt a gloomy wind passing by.

Yang Qingyuan staggered, threw away the magic weapon Ruyi by mistake, held his head in his hands, and shouted: "Save me! Save me quickly!"

It was only then that Mu Xingqiu was slightly shocked. The soul hidden in Yang Qingyuan was not the Shen Geng he and Yang Qingyin had always thought. It belonged to another person.

Mu Xingqiu turned around suddenly to find out who Yang Qingyuan was asking for help.

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