Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu clenched his fist and then unclenched it. The ball of light inside was gone. The spell emitted by Yashan Sword Washing Pool disappeared silently, as if it was just a funny trick of light and shadow.

Qi Wushang glanced at the jade basin in his hand with confusion. It was indeed a sword washing pool. It was made of a whole piece of white jade. Facing the sun, he could see the ancient runes surrounding it. They were created using magic. Directly carved into the middle of the white jade.

"This is impossible." Qi Wushang blurted out. This soliloquy suddenly reduced his majestic temperament by more than half. Now he is just a skinny old man with an angry face. Apart from the Fire Eye Demon Pill, there is nothing special about him.

Mu Xingqiu raised his hand and touched his hair. Then he remembered that his straw hat was damaged long before it entered the amber. He scratched his forehead twice and said with a smile: "Nothing is impossible. Cleaning swords is also a treasure, and the straw hat is Mortal objects, but they have one thing in common, they are all dead objects. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is still a dead object and must be controlled by the living mind. Qi Wushang, if you inhale too many demon seeds, it will destroy your mind. "

Qi Wushang's fiery eyes shrank a bit, but the green dot in the middle became clearer. He stared at Mu Xingqiu, as if he was thinking about what he said, and as if he was preparing to attack again.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care, turned to Zuo Liuying, stretched out his hand, "Can you return the sword to me?"

Zuo Liuying's palm seemed a little stiff, like an iron palm controlled by a mechanism. He opened it suddenly, and the Frost Soul Sword flew back to the original owner's hand. Mu Xingqiu gently rubbed the sword body, and the branch lines on both sides almost dimmed. Only the very end is left with some brilliance.

This is what makes the Frost Soul Sword unique. All magical weapons in the world are dead objects. Only it, after absorbing Fangfang's soul, has a living consciousness. Mu Xingqiu can enter amber and block the lacquer. The most powerful offensive comes from it.

Bald Man was also transformed into a magic weapon by a Taoist priest, but it was incomplete from the beginning. After two cleanings in the sword washing pool, the properties of the magic weapon were even less.

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and looked at the nearly a hundred demon-invading Taoist priests, "Thank you all, you have helped Zuo Liuying and me a lot. Without you destroying the demon tree outside, Qi Wushang would not be in a hurry to come out. Zuo Liuying Liuying would have no chance to use the magic of controlling demons on him.

Qi Wushang was startled, and the Fire Eye Demonic Pill shrank even smaller, but he still stared at Mu Xingqiu, not Zuo Liuying.

Zhou Qianhui suddenly realized, "That's why the other Taoist priests never showed up, because they knew... knew that Taoist Zuo was going to try the magic of controlling demons."

The word "fellow Taoist" was a bit forced, but it ultimately meant a change in attitude. Once Zhou Qianhui found a reason for the Taoist priest to hide in Yashan, he couldn't help but feel very relaxed.

Zuo Liuying has already controlled a corpse demon, but in order to prove the effectiveness of a new spell, this is not enough. He must try it on a more powerful enemy.

Qi Wushang's flaming eyes finally turned to Zuo Liuying, and the scene in the amber was vividly visible: he hit Zuo Liuying one after another with the Sword Washing Pool spell, and blood poured out from the Taoist priest's body, merging with the blood mist that filled the amber. together...

"You actually used sorcery on me!" Qi Wushang understood. He should have understood it a long time ago, but this matter was too unbelievable. The power of Taoist demons is the same as that of water and fire. There cannot be any magic to control demons in Taoism. However, demons are similar but have differences. The so-called magic to control demons is a kind of magic based on the blood sacrifice of the demon clan. .

Magic has always been looked down upon by Taoist priests. Qi Wushang never expected that a Taoist priest who pays attention to the spirit would secretly learn the art of blood sacrifice and transform it. The giant demon king is still unable to completely control the demon species, but Zuo Liuying did it. .

It turns out that the problem was not with the sword-washing pool, but with Qi Wushang himself. His mind was entangled with a large number of demon species, and he became Zuo Liuying's puppet, so that the light emitted by the sword-washing pool had no lethality.

"The Sword Washing Pond and the Straw Hat are both dead objects. Taoism and magic are also the art of controlling objects. They are very different, but there is always a little similarity, just like the undercurrent underground, connecting the two seemingly unrelated things. The rivers are connected together. "Mu Xingqiu was not showing off, nor was he irritating the enemy. He said whatever came to his mind, because this was the realization he had just gained.

What is the origin of Tao Fire?

Mu Xingqiu had been lingering outside the door, and finally took a crucial step with the help of Zuo Liuying.

"Qi Wushang, the sword washing pool does not belong to you, hand it over." Mu Xingqiu stretched out his other hand.

Qi Wushang was confused. Although Zuo Liuying's use of magic to control demons surprised him, he did not feel that he was really affected by outside influences. When he heard Mu Xingqiu's request, he sneered and continued to shrink. Eyes of fire, observing every corner of the body, looking for signs of being controlled.

It wasn't until the surprised murmurs of the Taoist priests became too obvious that Qi Wushang broke free from introspection. Then he froze. The sword washing pool in his hand was gone and was slowly drifting towards Mu Xingqiu. He had already left. After more than half the distance, it would be only about ten steps away before it would fall into the enemy's hands.

Qi Wushang used the Fire Eye Demon Pill to introspect, but his normal right eye kept looking around. He didn't notice when the sword-washing pool left him, and he didn't give any warning. He even stretched out his arm, as if he was willing to throw it away. The jade basin was given away.

"Haha." The bald man laughed so much that he turned somersaults in the air, "It's so fun!"

"Come back!" Qi Wushang was furious and used all his demonic power to try and catch the jade basin. After being strengthened many times by the demonic species, his demonic elixir was already comparable to that of a Taoist priest at the seventh level of Xingluo, making him the number one demon in tens of thousands of years. , coupled with the power of the sword washing pool, it can even compete with the Taoist priests who pay attention to the spirit.

The jade basin did not come back, and the powerful demon power circled around the outside and returned to the owner's eyes of fire, carrying nothing with it.

Mu Xingqiu held the jade basin and immediately felt the powerful mark on it. One of the functions of the sword washing pool is to wash away the personal marks on the magic weapons. However, his mark is stronger than most magic weapons. Only Shinto priests or Asan Danjian Taoist priests can exert more of its power.

Mu Xingqiu weighed it twice and threw the sword washing pool towards Zhou Qianhui behind Zuo Liuying.

All Qi Wushang felt was fear. If even the demon species had "rebelled", how could he still fight against Dao Yi? He looked at the group of demon-invading Taoist priests. They were like lambs just now, but now they all raised their heads and stared at him, with no trace of obedience or timidity in their eyes.

escape. This thought came to Qi Wushang's mind for the first time. He originally wanted to torture these Taoist priests and attract more Taoist priests to fall into the trap, but now he just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

He hadn't moved yet, but he was just about to perform the magic when his thoughts leaked out.

"Wait a minute." Mu Xingqiu said to Qi Wushang, and then nodded slightly to Zuo Liuying, indicating that he had received his reminder, "There is one thing you have not handed over, and it does not belong to you."

Qi Wu glanced at the Amber Taoist Priest. It was also a treasure, not as good as the Sword Washing Pool, but if used properly, it could have miraculous effects. He knew that he could not take it away.

"It's not him, it's the Demon Seed." Mu Xingqiu held the Frost Soul Sword in both hands, "The Demon Seed is harmful to you, but my sword needs it."

"Don't even think about it!" Even though the demon species had been controlled by Zuo Liuying, Qi Wushang was still extremely angry at the thought of handing it over. His timidity, hesitation, etc. were all wiped out. He turned around in a circle and formed in the air. In the form of a gray wolf, he would rather fight to the death than let the demon species leave him.

Mu Xingqiu held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pressed the middle part of the sword with his left hand. What he was performing was neither the mental illusion technique nor the soul-dispelling technique, nor the five-element magic that ordinary Taoist priests were familiar with. He just stood there and didn't even have anything in his hand. Kneading technique.

Qi Wushang's fire-eyed demon pill was more than five feet away from his eye sockets. He roared in pain, changing back and forth between human form and wolf form, unable to maintain any form for a long time.

The demon species was unwilling to leave the Giant Demon King. This was its fundamental wish, and even Zuo Liuying could not change it. However, the green light in the Fire Eye Demon Pill became more and more obvious, and then turned into a very thin green line. Slowly drifting towards the Frost Soul Sword, appearing extremely reluctant.

"Wow, Brother Xiaoqiu is getting better and better." The bald man said with admiration to Zhou Qianhui, who had been blocking him, "Can you do this trick?"

Zhou Qianhui shook his head. In fact, he was very surprised. He knew that Mu Xingqiu had two inner elixirs, one of which had reached the fifth level of Xingluo, but it was still a little short of being able to directly absorb the demon seeds. There are many types of orthodox demon-killing techniques, and any of them requires either deep magic power or powerful and professional magic weapons. Mu Xingqiu's magic power is insufficient, and the Frost Soul Sword is by no means professional, but it can still suck out demon seeds. Zhou Qian has been puzzled for hundreds of times.

The bald man was very proud. He didn't care about this. As long as Brother Xiaoqiu became powerful, he would be happy.

It was only then that Yin Buchen emerged from behind the Taoist priests. He was also full of surprise and murmured: "The Demon Lord's Zhengfa, has this kid understood the Demon Lord's Zhengfa? Impossible, how can he be smarter than me?"

The green line stretched extremely long, one end plunged into the Frost Soul Sword, and the other end was still connected to the Fire Eye Demonic Pill. However, the demonic species was transferred after all, and the lines on the sword gradually regained their luster. After the last green line entered the sword, twenty lines Half of the twig-shaped lines are no longer dull.

The Fire-Eyed Demonic Pill returned to the eye socket, and its original demon seed was left behind.

Qi Wushang returned to his human form, hunched over and trembling all over. He could still turn into a giant wolf, but it was useless. With his current demon power, he couldn't even defeat an ordinary Xingluo Taoist priest.

"My magic-absorbing skills are not very mature, so I have to let you concentrate the demon seeds first." Mu Xingqiu put the Frost Soul Sword back into the invisible scabbard on his left wrist, turned to look south, "The Taoist tradition is here, they will Decide your fate, Qi Wushang, this is your ending."

A large number of Taoist priests are approaching, and people from the eight Taoist traditions are among them. Zhou Qianhui held the sword-washing pool and prepared to greet him. The Yashan treasure was under too much pressure and must be handed over to the hands of the Taoist priests as soon as possible.

He still had a bronze mirror that he had not taken back. When Zhou Qian recalled the magic weapon, he glanced into the amber and was shocked again. The faint human figure in the middle of the amber was gone. He scanned it again and was convinced that Meng Yuanhou Really gone.