Exorcism

In the dark night, with the wind and snow blowing, more than sixty Taoist priests lined up in a line flew hard, like a blue ribbon swaying in the wind, and their speed dropped significantly.

Mu Xingqiu flew in front on a flea. The wind and snow were indeed fierce, but he didn't feel disgusted. The howling wind and cold snow made his blood boil. His right hand held the handle of the whip, and the whip extended back more than ten feet. The Taoist priests all held it to maintain formation.

The flea was not afraid of the wind and snow. It lowered its head and charged forward with its two horns. Although it was flying in the air, its four hooves still moved habitually. It carried more than 60 people without feeling tired at all.

Little Artemisia followed the flea, holding the whip in both hands and flying with the crowd almost without casting spells. From time to time, she laughed happily and made whining sounds imitating the sound of the wind.

Xin Youtao really didn't understand how Xiao Hao could be so happy. As soon as he opened his mouth, he poured in a mouthful of snowflakes. He spat it out a few times, but swallowed more. He couldn't care less and said loudly: "This is Zuo Liuying." What the hell? It snowed so much just after he disappeared, because he didn’t want us to go northwest. "

Probably influenced by Xiaohao, Gan Zhiwei, the forbidden Taoist priest flying in the middle, also let out a roar, and then shouted: "Don't worry about who caused it, I like this kind of wind and snow, the more violent it is, the more interesting it is!"

The other Taoist priests are a little embarrassed. They look like a group of young people, no one is over thirty years old. In fact, most of them are "old" Taoist priests in their fifties, sixties or even hundreds of years old. Since joining the Taoism, they rarely do anything without reason. He expresses his emotions freely and is much more conservative than a normal old man.

Xiaohao and Gan Zhiwei echoed each other in tandem and had a great time. Listening to the childish whistle of one and the high-pitched whistle of the other, Mu Xingqiu's long-suppressed playfulness suddenly increased, and he couldn't help but sing loudly. Howling, unknowingly joined the mental method of leading the beast to nine transformations. The howling was endless, one sound higher than the other, covering up the small wormwood and sweet smell, and also overpowering the violent wind and snow.

The bald man shouted, but his voice was too low, and soon there was only his mouth, no sound left.

"Another one is crazy." Xin Youtao said in surprise.

The Taoist priests were at a loss at first, then felt ridiculous, and slowly something began to stir in their hearts. They all joined the Taoist order when they were young. Their childhood companions were still catching birds in the trees and catching fish in the rivers, but they were working day and night. Cun Xiang cautiously groped forward in the mysterious Taoism, not daring to go beyond it, but the young man's heart that was broken in the middle was still there, and it was slowly reviving in everyone's heart at this moment.

Xiao Hao was not convinced, and injected magic power into the whistling sound. Coupled with the natural sharpness and crispness, it was able to compete with Mu Xingqiu.

More Taoist priests joined in, and their voices were not too loud at first, like patients who had been ill for a long time and tried to walk for the first time. When the wind and snow rushed into their mouths, and the cold hit their tongues and teeth, they discovered their ability to feel. Still there, so he screamed loudly, no matter whether it sounded pleasant or not, let alone whether it was in tune with other people's roars. This was a competition, to be different, to be better than everyone else.

All kinds of whistling sounds sounded and merged into one. In this cold and dark night, it was like a group of arrogant monsters facing the wind for fun. Real monsters would be afraid to retreat when they heard it, but normal Taoist priests would immediately summon magic weapons. Ready to fight.

I don’t know whether it was the roar of the crowd that had an effect, or the time was up, but the wind and snow gradually stopped. The clouds above the head opened and the fog dispersed, revealing a sky full of stars, like a carefully polished mirror, covered with large and small stars. You can pick out a few gemstones just by raising your arms. The air is refreshing and refreshing, sweeping away all worries.

The Taoist priests stopped whistling and looked up while flying.

"My throat... cough cough." Xin Youtao also roared, and used all his strength. He felt that this was child's play and was not worthy of the status of a Taoist priest, let alone the status of a prince and a talisman master, but he was still happy from the bottom of his heart, " Xiao Qingtao, you are a pure Taoist priest of the Five Elements, why can't you control it?"

"Shh, I just forgot, don't make me think of it." Xiao Qingtao held the whip in one hand and raised the other arm high. Her slender fingertips seemed to be only a few steps away from the stars.

It has been several years since they learned to fly with swords, but this was the first time that everyone felt that they were "flying". The wind had stopped, Mu Xingqiu did not withdraw his whip, and the Taoist priests did not let go. They were still connected in a line, in an extremely unfamiliar place. In an environment where they were far away from their previous reliance and even burdened with unfair charges, they did not feel lonely.

Mu Xingqiu held the handle of the whip, and the weight in his hand became lighter and lighter. The Taoist priests were flying by themselves. He only had to simply lead the way. An inexplicable excitement surged in his heart. He was also a Taoist priest who traveled all over the country, but this was the first time. There is such a feeling: a brand new world is unfolding before my eyes, every step is an exploration, every step is a conquest, the scenery ahead is so rich and colorful that I don’t even have time to look back.

This is definitely not what a Taoist heart should feel like, but Mu Xingqiu doesn't care. He has never formed a true Taoist heart, and I'm afraid he won't in the future. He just wants to hold on to the feeling now.

The flea didn't scream, but it was more excited than the Taoist priests. It flew faster and faster, and its four legs swung more and more frequently. Under the fine scales, the muscles trembled slightly.

This is a rare moment. The demon-invading Taoist priests no longer feel that they are a forgotten, abandoned, and misunderstood group of people, but a whole, a whole that understands each other without the need for others to acknowledge it.

No one can explain why a snowstorm and a roar are more cohesive than a battle.

The starlight gradually dimmed, the bright moon tilted to the west, and the wonderful moment ended - a five-element magic spell rose from the horizon. Taoist priests all knew that this was a warning from the Taoism.

The fleas stopped, and the Taoist priests behind them released their whips and flew to the wings, summoning their magic weapons one after another.

"Taoism...is catching up." The words of Meng Xu, a Taoist priest from the Alchemy Department, reminded everyone that this was not another world after all.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the flea's back, "It doesn't matter who is coming. What we have to do is not to regard ourselves as sinners. Maybe we should die, but we will never die as sinners."

The Taoist priests nodded and moved closer.

The spell on the horizon seemed far away, but the caster came very quickly. A voice sounded in the dark night, "Is it Mu Xingqiu?"

Mu Xingqiu also heard it and replied loudly: "Is it me, Shen Hao?"

There was no echo in the dark night, and a moment later, a figure flew from the northwest—it was indeed Shen Hao, and he was the only one.

Shen Hao is the leader of the Demon Slaying Association. Mu Xingqiu, Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao regard him as a good friend, but the demon-invading Taoist priests are all nervous and secretly preparing to cast spells.

Shen Hao didn't seem to notice it and flew until he was close before stopping in the air. He was fifty steps away from Mu Xingqiu. For a fight, this was too close a distance. For two friends who had known each other since childhood, It seems a bit far away again.

Shen Hao's eyes swept across, and finally landed on Mu Xingqiu's face, and said calmly: "You shouldn't come here."

Xin Youtao was a little anxious. He and Shen Hao had a deep friendship in the past, but they have become very good friends over the years. "Shen Hao, you won't believe Taoist nonsense, thinking that Mu Xingqiu turned into a demon and Xiao Qing and I turned into peaches." Are you a monster?"

Shen Hao did not answer directly, but still faced Mu Xingqiu, "Yang Qingyin doesn't need your help anymore. Her parents have already obtained the approval of two spiritual Taoist priests. They are willing to reverse the magic of demon transformation for Yang Qingyin."

The Shen-Yang family has deep roots in the Taoist tradition, so it is not difficult for a Taoist priest to take action. Before, he did not know the details of the demon-transforming technique, but now that he knows that it is a transformation of the demon's magic, it is even easier.

Mu Xingqiu did not speak immediately.

"Where's Brother Xiaoqiu? He took the Demon Transformation Pill to save Yang Qingyin." Xiao Qingtao said.

"It's also for the sake of the entire Taoist tradition." Xin Youtao added.

Shen Hao shook his head, "Xiao Qiu's situation is different. He is not a Taoist disciple, so..."

"We have Zuo Liuying." Xiao Qingtao said angrily.

Shen Hao still shook his head, "Taoist priests alone are not enough. To reverse the magic of demon transformation, you need the assistance of Zhaoshan's Great Light Mirror. Zuo Liuying has also withdrawn from Pangshan, and Zhaoshan will not lend it to you."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't speak. He was wondering why Shen Jiyi and Zuo Liuying didn't mention the Great Light Mirror. Yashan obviously intended to sow discord between him and Zuo Liuying, but why did Zuo Liuying keep it a secret and risk reversing the transformation? What about the magic of demons as a condition?

Xin Youtao stared at Shen Hao, "Dao Tong abandoned Mu Xingqiu just like that? No, you still have something to say."

Shen Hao remained silent.

Mu Xingqiu finally said: "Tell me, there is nothing that should be hidden from them."

Shen Hao originally wanted to talk privately, but Mu Xingqiu didn't appreciate it and could only sigh softly, "Do you remember Granny Mei from Jinghu Village?"

"Mei Chuanan's mother."

"Well, she didn't die. She became a prisoner of the demon clan. She successfully transformed into a demon after taking the demon-transforming pill."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly surprised. As far as he knew, there had always been loopholes in the Demon Transformation Pill. Unexpectedly, there was actually a person who actually transformed into a demon, and he was an ordinary human being.

"What does this have to do with Brother Xiaoqiu?" Xiao Qingtao was deeply impressed by the crazy old woman who attracted the wolf demon.

"Grandma Mei's demon-transforming technique is a bit special. It will be transmitted to other people. The humans locked in a cave with Grandma Mei are all affected. Many people died because of it, and some people changed."

Shen Hao paused for a moment, observing the expressions on everyone's faces, and then continued: "It's all because of that spell. Grandma Mei also knows that spell, so she can successfully transform into a demon and can also be infected. Yang Qingyin is fine, but you don't want to Go see her, all of you should be infected."

The Taoist priests on the opposite side were speechless, unable to imagine that their bad luck was not over yet.

"Go to Ice City, as long as you promise never to come out again -" Shen Hao paused again, because things were very difficult for him, "I will try to persuade the Taoist army not to attack. Xiaoqiu, I need a word from you promise."

Mu Xingqiu looked to both sides. A few days ago, the Taoist priests would have been very wary and even angry after hearing such news. But now what he saw was sympathy and even a little excitement - because Mu Xingqiu finally became a similar group of people to them.

Mu Xingqiu has not recited that mantra aloud for a long time, because it has long been combined with all his spells and cannot be forgotten or removed.

But his spell was slightly different from Granny Mei's, and the effect on the magic of transforming demons might also be different. Mu Xingqiu did not mention the things he was unsure about, but said: "Tell me the whole truth, you still have something to do." I didn’t say, I believe that the Yang family can get help from the Taoist priests and the Great Light Mirror, but there must be a more important reason why the Taoists are so aggressive in trying to save Yang Qingyin.”

Shen Hao sighed again, really hoping that Mu Xingqiu could be confused for a moment, "I don't know the specific situation. I just heard that it is related to Fangfang's soul. Xiaoqiu, please be patient for once. The orthodoxy has already decided on the soul. You can’t fight for belonging.”