Exorcism

Zuo Liuying followed the Romans and followed the local customs. The place of retreat was a monster cave, surrounded by flowers and trees. You had to separate to see the entrance of the cave. The part of the cave that was above the ground was a flower stand covered with vines and flowers.

Mu Xingqiu insisted on coming to see Zuo Liuying. He still had a bald spot on his chest and didn't want to wait forever.

Black Phoenix was still leading the way. It was not far from her residence, but the scene was completely different. It suddenly changed from early autumn to late spring. Mu Xingqiu couldn't imagine that this was Zuo Liuying's choice for retreat. It wasn't until the fleas rushed into the flowers and happily devoured the flowers that he began to believe it.

"War Demon Mountain is much more comfortable than Bingcheng and Langyuan. Perhaps for this reason, the Demon Clan of War Demon Mountain does not like to participate in wars unless the war is related to their own hometown." Black Phoenix's face was blurred because She was wearing an almost transparent mask, and she had put it on again at this time. "Please, Taoist Master, don't take my words too seriously. Not all monsters think the same as me. Some believe that the Spirit King has not changed at all." ”

How could Mu Xingqiu not take it to heart, but he didn't say anything, just hummed. He was not a taciturn person, but he always felt uncomfortable staying with Black Phoenix. This banshee had an unpredictable temperament and seemed to be wearing a veil when speaking.

Black Phoenix realized that he was not welcome, smiled and bowed to leave.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fallen asleep just now..." Xiaoyao Feifei's face was still red, and she was still worried about her rude behavior.

"That's not your fault." Mu Xingqiu walked to the door of the cave and looked at the closed firewood door. He didn't reach out to knock. Instead, he sent out an illusion and flew around the cave. He lightly touched the restriction and left Liu Liu. Ying should receive the message.

There is nothing to do next but wait. Mu Xingqiu asked Feifei to sit aside and ponder, while he practiced the bone-forging boxing, playing very slowly. If anyone was watching, they would be killed by his slow motion.

Mu Xingqiu is learning how to control his new inner elixir and new magic power.

His inner elixir absorbed part of the demon power and re-fused it under Zhou Qi's oppression. So far, everything is normal. The magic power produced has the characteristics of demon power and can soak into the flesh and blood of the whole body. Mu Xingqiu can use it to perform demon spells. The illusion of mind and heart cannot be used in purely Taoist magic.

Mu Xingqiu now even uses magic to fly. Compared with the Taoist imperial weapon flying, the speed is slower. The most important thing is that it is not sustainable. After flying for six or seven hours continuously, he has to rest for a while, even if the magic power in his body is It’s not enough to still have enough.

Mu Xingqiu has had a lot of contact with the demon clan and knows that this is a common phenomenon.

The illusion of thinking is quite easy to use, but Mu Xingqiu really wants to know whether his eighth-level illusion is really equivalent to the first or second level of concentration. His illusion of retreat can destroy the opponent's memory. This is an obvious symbol. But Mu Xingqiu still needs more evidence.

Only Zuo Liuying could explain all this to him.

By the time Mu Xingqiu finished a set of punches, it was already dark. The fleas had eaten enough flowers and were darting in and out of the flowers. Feifei hadn't woken up yet and occasionally ran to Mu Xingqiu to rub against them. Come and go, asking for the gold and silver shavings it likes to eat more.

Feifei's thoughts are a bit special. He learns slowly, but once he learns it, his state of mind is extremely deep. Mu Xingqiu often doubts that he will never wake up.

As the night gets darker, there is also a night sky underground under Zhan Mo Mountain, and the stars and moon are brighter. Together with the fragrance of flowers, the chirping of insects and the breeze, it is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

Mu Xingqiu has not met the other demon clans in Zhan Mo Mountain, but he can already guess that they will never be willing to abandon such a home.

When the bright moon rose to the zenith, the chai door of the cave opened. After a while, Zuo Liuying came out wearing Taoist uniform.

The last traces of age on Zuo Liuying's face also disappeared, and he completely restored his appearance when he was in the state of concentration. He was so handsome that he didn't look like a real person, which fit perfectly with the night of Zhan Mo Mountain.

The strange thing was his eyes.

Zuo Liuying has aged several dozen years since he started practicing Tudan again. Only the area around his eyes has not changed. Now his entire face has regained his youth, but his eyes have become confused. He looks somewhat similar to the blurry Black Phoenix. .

Taoist priests have doubts, but they are not confused. This is especially true for Zuo Liuying, who has resumed his practice. He has a ready-made path to follow, and he is aware of every trap and obstacle on this path.

Zuo Liuying stared at Mu Xingqiu for a long time, as if they were strangers meeting for the first time. Flea ran over and sniffed Zuo Liuying carefully for a while, then became confused and turned to look at Mu Xingqiu, asking him who this was.

"I'm sorry to disturb your retreat," Mu Xingqiu said.

"The retreat is over. You came at the right time." Zuo Liuying spoke, and his words were still the same. Mu Xingqiu felt relieved, and the fleas began to lick the back of Zuo Liuying's hand affectionately.

"Bald guy..."

As soon as Mu Xingqiu opened his mouth, Zuo Liuying walked straight past him and came to the little demon. She stretched out her right thumb and pressed it on the little demon's forehead, "He is very special."

"Does he really have Dao roots?" Mu Xingqiu asked. Since Zuo Liuying was more interested in Feifei, he could only go along with it.

"It's those monkeys." Mu Xingqiu briefly recounted his experience in the Hidden Dragon's Cave.

"I see, I didn't expect that the first demon has such ability." Zuo Liuying raised his hand and scratched unconsciously on Flea's neck, "But this little demon's training will not be fruitful. At most, he can still If he lives for one year, he will not be able to form the inner elixir within this year."

Except for geniuses like Zuo Liuying, most Taoist disciples have to spend at least three years refining their bodies and meditating before they can condense their energy into a pill. Feifei doesn't seem to be particularly enlightened, and he can condense his pills within a year. It's too hard for him.

"Is there no other way? Ishi-kun gave him a bead..."

"That's not a bead, but a phoenix egg. With this egg, the little demon can live for one year, otherwise he won't be able to survive for three months." Zuo Liuying paused for a moment, "Why do you care about this little demon? You guys? We must have known each other for a while.”

Mu Xingqiu was asked. He had not considered this question, and he did not even realize how much he valued Feifei. "I want to know the results of the demon clan practicing inner alchemy. Maybe this can help me understand the origin of Dao Fire." ”

"Ah, you abandoned the Frost Soul Sword, but you still remember the origin of Dao Fire."

Mu Xingqiu's face was slightly red. Zuo Liuying, like Yi Shijun, had long seen the real reason for Mu Xingqiu's sudden change in temperament, "This is not the same thing..."

"No need to explain, you did the right thing."

"I want you to take a look." Mu Xingqiu took off the skin from his chest. Feifei's fate must be controlled by himself. Zuo Liuying can't help, let alone him. What he cares about most is the bald man, " His situation is even more special."

Zuo Liuying came over and touched the already hard mucus shell gently, "The water in the sword-washing pool was used by Mu Songxuan to wash away the mark of the magic weapon. When the pool water was sucked out, the mark naturally came out. Look at that. The small black mass is the power of the mark.”

Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, "So the bald man doesn't have to merge with the water, as long as he doesn't put the mark into his head?"

"How strange. The first demon is weak in power, but it has strange abilities that even the Taoists don't have. I should bring out one or two to study them carefully." Zuo Liuying sighed softly, looking very regretful.

Zuo Liuying was a little strange. Mu Xingqiu couldn't tell what it was and didn't think about it in detail. He still had too many questions that he didn't ask. Returning all the powers in the slime shell, except for the mark, to the bald man's head requires delicate operations. Mu Xingqiu did not take action immediately and continued: "My inner elixir has also undergone some changes."

Zuo Liuying still stretched out his hand, pressed it on Mu Xingqiu's forehead, and input a small amount of mana without asking for permission. Now he should be in the Dinxia realm. His mana is still much weaker than Mu Xingqiu, but the trend is extremely Clever, bypassing all obstacles.

"How is this going?"

Mu Xingqiu spoke in more detail, because he didn't know the specific reasons for these changes and mostly relied on guesswork.

Zuo Liuying turned around and took seven steps, then turned around and walked back five steps, "Zhou Qi's magic power has merged your inner elixir and demon power. If you feel that you have the power but cannot use it, that's because you have been practicing Taoist magic. You have become accustomed to the three fields' cooperation and the meridians' circulation method. The meridians have been destroyed, but you are still searching for them unconsciously. Meng Yuanhou's soul pushes a lot of power into your body, and you finally escape from the opponent in the process of life and death struggle. The reliance on the meridians allowed the full power to be exerted, and the illusion reached the eighth level.”

A knot in Mu Xingqiu's heart was untied, "I feel as if I have reached the level of concentration, but it's just the first and second level."

Mu Xingqiu was quite boastful when he said this, because he was less than thirty years old, and it took even Zuo Liuying more than two hundred years to reach the state of concentration.

Zuo Liuying did not laugh, "According to the successor of Nian Xin Ke, the eighth level of illusion should be equivalent to the Yue Mang realm. You are already very weak."

"So I really have the ability to focus on the spiritual realm?"

"Strength? You have made a mistake. The inner alchemy realm is the basis of strength, but it is not the whole. No matter how powerful a person is, he must have corresponding weapons and rich combat skills in order to exert his full strength. For Taoist priests It means magical weapons and spells. Zhou Qi said that Taoist priests should use Taoist treasures to practice. Their magic power has long gone beyond the realm of pure spiritual concentration. As for the depth of magic and the power of magical weapons, it is beyond your imagination. You were able to defeat Zhou Qi because of the imprisonment of Douzhuanxingzhen, the help of the sword-washing pool water and the soul of Marquis Meng Yuan. The most important thing is that you are lucky. You relied on your tough physique to break through the illusion under heavy pressure. The eighth level, not to mention Zhou Qi’s arrogance due to being possessed by the devil, gave you one chance after another.”

Mu Xingqiu understood that the eighth-level illusion may indeed be equivalent to the state of concentration or even submission to the moonlight, but it was of little significance. The so-called "equivalent" refers to Taoist priests who do not have any help and purely rely on their own survival to improve their realm. In reality, The Taoist priests are fully armed warriors, and every piece of equipment can improve their strength a little bit, far beyond having nothing.

He touched the treasure bag on his waist. There were many magic weapons thrown away by Zhou Qi when he escaped, but he had not examined them carefully.

Mu Xingqiu had no reason to be arrogant, "In this case, even if the mental illusion technique reaches the eleventh level, it may not be stronger than all Taoist priests."

"No one has reached the eleventh level, and the spells of Mind Mind are not just illusions. Other spells have been lost long ago. You have never learned them, so everything is unknown."

Mu Xingqiu only had one question left. He stayed at the end because he was worried about hearing a bad answer. "Mr. Yishi left a memory for me, saying that the burns caused by Qianlong Fire can only be cured with Taoist priests' living elixirs." ,is that true?"

Zuo Liuying lowered his gaze, "Mr. Yishi is right, but the most difficult thing to solve is the love tribulation. There are few Taoist priests who are so deeply involved in the love tribulation."