Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu returned to the demon statue and sat facing it for two days and two nights.

Zuo Liuying's knowledge was indeed at the level of concentration. His words pointed out a vast world to Mu Xingqiu. There was no path in this world, but Mu Xingqiu could already vaguely see the peaks in the distance.

Mind-reading illusions come from the demon clan, and all demon spells are derived from the demon lord's righteous method. Finding out the transformation process can not only greatly reduce the risk of becoming a demon, but also perhaps enhance the strength of illusions.

But the road ahead was still difficult. Mu Xingqiu couldn't even find out which of the seven magic articles the mental illusion spell corresponded to. He could only learn more than ten demon spells in Zhou Qi's memory and master the techniques to cast them proficiently. Then apply it to the mental illusion technique. There is indeed an enhancement effect, but it is not as obvious as imagined.

Mu Xingqiu needed help, but Zuo Liuying couldn't provide it, so he had to ask Yi Shijun.

By the time Mu Xingqiu finished thinking about it, Zhan Mo Mountain was already bustling with activity. The first ones to rush back were the demon army from King Feather and the Wan Zi Holy Mother, followed by the demon army from Zhan Mo Mountain led by Fei Ancestor. Only Yang Qingyin The Taoist priest leading them is still on the way.

The first people who came to visit Mu Xingqiu were the beast monster Lao Chong and a group of spirit monsters. Lao Chong's voice came from far away, "How long will we imprison the remaining Lord Yishi? He is still kind to us, right?" ?”

Lao Chong couldn't figure out what was going on with the Demon of Souls. He only knew that part of Lord Yishi was still trapped in the golem. He still remembered Lord Yishi's benefits and sympathized with him in his heart.

But after seeing Mu Xingqiu, Lao Chong never mentioned the Golem and Lord Yishi again, "Haha, I heard you had a fight in Ice City, so I knew you would definitely come to Zhan Demon Mountain to find us. Mu Xingqiu, are you not angry anymore? I swear that I will never hide anything from you in the future. It would be better to just tell the truth..."

The spirit demon was even more concerned about Jin Cu's whereabouts. Hearing that he had become the king of rice, the spirit demon was very happy. Lao Chong was indeed outspoken and said, "Grandma, this kid Jin Cu is destined to be the king. He will be the king everywhere. Alas. , It’s so easy to be the Demon King, why can’t it be my turn?”

After chatting lively with Bingkui for a while, all the monsters left. Lao Chong became more and more motivated, "It's good this time. You defeated Bingkui once, and you can definitely defeat Bingkui a second time. It's a good thing that you can't cast spells. Finally we have us." The beast monster has its place. Everyone, let’s go and let Mu Xingqiu rest for a while. Look at his face, it’s as white as a dead man. The Spirit King will not be happy to see him like this.”

After the demons left, Mu Xingqiu took out a smooth bronze mirror and looked at it. He was shocked when he saw the image inside. Staying awake for two days and two nights was nothing to him, but this time it brought unexpected results. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were sunken, as if he was exhausted from staying up too late.

But Mu Xingqiu didn't feel tired at all. Instead, he felt energetic all over his body.

Mu Xingqiu planned to take a rest for a while to think, but there was an endless stream of visitors.

Demon King Feizu led more than ten demon masters of his clan to express his welcome, "Tao Zun came just in time. I heard that Dao Zun won a great victory in Ice City and annihilated thousands of Bing Kui. We were all very happy. Bing Kui is not invincible. Victory, Dao Zun greatly boosted the morale and fighting spirit of the monsters in Zhan Demon Mountain, indicating that the next battle can and must be fought..."

Feizu didn't mention a word about what he did in Ice City, nor did he publicly apologize, as if Zhan Moshan's decisive battle with Bing Kui was enough to make up for all his mistakes.

Mu Xingqiu nodded frequently, rarely spoke, and did not comment on the decisive battle.

Fei Zu waved his hand to signal the magicians of his clan to leave first, and stayed behind. He leaned close to Mu Xingqiu and whispered: "I hope Dao Zun knows one thing. I am completely on the side of Spirit King and Dao Zun. I have Dao Zun's experience of defeating Bing Kui." , coupled with the clever plan of the Spirit King, this battle will be won."

"What's the trick?"

Feizu glanced at the demon statue in the tree trunk, with a smile on his thin face, "As long as there is the demon statue and the soul inside, Bingkui is vulnerable. Of course, Taoist Master's experience is also very important. As for the clever plan, Spirit King She can come back tomorrow, so let her talk to Dao Zun, and I won’t talk too much. "

Feizu bowed and resigned, and Mu Xingqiu could feel his awe for Yang Qingyin from the tone of Zhan Moshan Demon King's tone.

It was like they were lined up. Not long after Feizu left, King Yu and the Holy Mother of All Sons came.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons seemed to be reluctant. She stood beside the redwood tree with her bamboo pole-like body, raised her hand to touch the bark, looked at the demon statue not far away, and said: "You are here, I'm afraid the Demon Mountain will be destroyed." Can't keep it.

"Holy Mother, what did you say?" Yu Wang Fadong's words of apology were suppressed.

"There is a curse on Dao Zun. He will be destroyed wherever he goes. The Ice City has been destroyed once, but after he returned, he was able to destroy it again. How powerful do you think this curse is? So, no matter what this battle is, Victory or defeat, Zhan Demon Mountain cannot be guaranteed. If I were Fei Ancestor, I would never be so happy."

King Yu was extremely embarrassed and flapped his wings gently twice, "Please don't worry, Taoist Master, we are all looking forward to your coming, King Spirit..."

"I didn't say that I'm not looking forward to his coming, right?" Our Lady of Wanzi lowered her head and said in a lazy voice, as if she was talking to the air, "I admire you very much for destroying everything. If Taoist Master has no objection, from now on I I still want to follow you for more walks, especially the places I hate.”

Mu Xingqiu smiled, "I hope there won't be too many things that I hate about Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons."

"Haha, not many, maybe seventeen or eight, they are all demonic mountains and caves that have a quarrel with Bingcheng." The two eyes of the Holy Mother Wanzi suddenly wrinkled as they were close to each other, almost touching each other, "The true way Now that the Lord is back, the Spirit King no longer needs to pretend to be the Taoist Lord. I think she is very tired of pretending to be a Taoist."

King Yu hurriedly said: "Holy Mother, do you remember? This is not why we came to see Dao Zun."

"I don't hold grudges in the first place, so I don't need to forgive."

The Holy Mother of All Sons hummed and looked up at the demon statue again, looking thoughtful.

King Yu regretted bringing the Wan Zi Holy Mother to see Mu Xingqiu. He coughed twice and said, "Hei Huang has already talked to Taoist Master. Let me tell you straight. The battle between Zhan Mo Shan and Bing Kui." There’s no way to fight.”

"Why?" Mu Xingqiu really wanted to hear the opinions of these people who wanted to retreat.

"Although the Soul King has not officially announced it, we can all guess her plan. It must be to use the golem and Ishi-kun's soul to eliminate Bingkui."

"How to use it?" Mu Xingqiu believed that the demon statue and the soul inside had great power, but he didn't know how to release these powers.

"I don't know the specific plan, but the Soul King has entered the Golem before, and he must have received guidance from Ishi-kun's soul."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned. The crow's original soul said that the Demon Mountain cannot be defended. Why does the soul in the golem think it can be fought? Could it be that after the separation of souls, even the thoughts have deviated?

"You don't even know what the plan is, so why do you object to it?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

King Yu's square face showed even more embarrassment, but Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons staggered and stopped talking, so he had no choice but to continue, "The key is not whether the plan is good or bad, but the King of Spirits... She wants to imitate her too much." Dao Zun, we just want to fight and don’t listen to other opinions. We are willing to follow King Ling through fire and water, but we are worried... We are worried that Fei Zu has a conspiracy. "

"Isn't it Feizu's wish to keep Zhan Demon Mountain?"

"Of course it is, but he doesn't want any Taoist priests to stay in Zhan Mo Mountain after the war. Tao Zun needs to know that Feizu is extraordinary. He received the magic from Mr. Yishi himself a long time ago. Zhan Mo Mountain is full of demons. Magician, we suspect that he wants to use the golem to eliminate Bing Kui, Ling Wang and other Taoist priests in one fell swoop.”

Mu Xingqiu understood that both Yuwang and Black Phoenix were Qi Wushang's former subordinates, but Zhan Moshan had always refused to accept Qi Wushang's orders, and both sides were wary of each other.

"I will make a judgment after I see the Spirit King and ask about the plan." Mu Xingqiu didn't want to make a decision based on hearsay, and he was a little curious about what it would be like for Yang Qingyin to imitate him.

"No matter what choice Dao Zun and the Spirit King make, the Fei Yao clan and the Ice City demon clan will never say no again. If we really want to fight, we will shed our blood."

"Sprinkle your blood." Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons repeated. "There are still five or six hundred of Our Lady's descendants. I don't plan to have any more children. Please, Taoist Master, bleed them one by one."

These words sounded like an expression of determination, but also like complaints and sarcasm. King Yu was so regretful that his intestines were almost green, and he hurriedly left.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons staggered behind King Feather, and suddenly pointed at the Golem and said: "He wants to escape, he is ready."

"You mean those souls of Mr. Yishi?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons did not even look back, said "I don't know" and walked away.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head helplessly. In his eyes, Zuo Liuying was too profound, Yishijun was too broad, and Wanzi Holy Mother was too chaotic. There was no trace at all, so he had no choice but to not take her words seriously.

The last person to visit was Yin Buchen. He was crawling on the ground, humming and groaning all the way, as if he had been stabbed in the lower abdomen and bleeding. He just wanted to come over and say his last words.

"Laojun is too powerful, I'm just an insect, I can't refuse..." Yin Buchen's eyes were watery, and Yang Qingyin obviously returned his two crystal eyes.

"I didn't want to punish you." Mu Xingqiu understood Yishi Jun's ability. Although it was difficult to trust the demon clan again, he would not hate them for this.

"That's Laojun after all. I heard that one of his souls helped Dao Zun in Ice City, and Lao Jun will also help in War Demon Mountain. Dao Zun, please think again..."

"I can't release the soul from the demon statue." Mu Xingqiu didn't try it seriously, but he would never destroy the magic circle set up by Yang Qingyin and the Taoist priests.

"No, no, no, it's not release. Can Taoist Master...can we discuss with the Spirit King to keep the demon statue and not destroy it..."

"I heard that this was Ishi-kun's soul's idea."

"Impossible." Yin Buchen was still crawling on the ground, but his expression was gnashing his teeth, "It's all Feizu's trick, it's all him."

Mu Xingqiu felt a little guilty. The demon clan here was still divided and untrustworthy as before. He should have been responsible for all this, but it ended up falling on Yang Qingyin.

He hoped to help Yang Qingyin relieve this heavy burden, but the reunion between the two was destined not to be easy:

That night, the golem and the soul inside disappeared.