Exorcism

When the golem disappeared, Mu Xingqiu was waiting for Zuo Liuying to cast a spell on Bald Man for the last time.

Zuo Liuying casts the spell on the bald man once every hour, and each time is short. He just taps a few fingers on the slime shell to complete the spell. In total, he has to cast the spell more than thirty times. If it were a Taoist priest, the entire process could be completed in one go, but Zuo Liuying could only break it down into multiple steps.

The nights at Zhan Mo Mountain were always as gentle as water. Zuo Liuying walked up and down the flower path as usual, occasionally taking out a bead and staring at it for a long time. He didn't know what he was looking at. He never explained.

Little Yao Feifei was still thinking about it. He didn't know that he only had about a year to live. He became more and more immersed in practice. The phoenix egg in his belly was spinning like an inner elixir. He liked this feeling very much.

The flea still couldn't restrain its playful nature and didn't know where to go. War Demon Mountain used magic to create a complex and diverse environment, which was extremely attractive to it.

Mu Xingqiu then found a place for himself and continued to meditate on the demon spells he had learned, hoping to find out every change from the Demon Lord's dharma to the illusion of mind. He had made some progress, but he was still far from success.

This time he was mainly thinking about the demon illusion, which Zhou Qi had used before. It was quite similar to the illusion of mind and heart, and could even be used in direct combat. After obtaining the specific method, Mu Xingqiu benefited a lot from it.

The foundation of Nianxin Illusion has been Bone Forging Fist from the very beginning. From then on, no matter which level you reach, if you want to use all your strength, you have to cooperate with fists and moves. It is not as peaceful and casual as other Taoist spells. Mu Xingqiu was puzzled by this, and it was not until he learned about the demonic illusions that he realized that the Bone Forging Fist could stimulate the ubiquitous spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body. In the practice of Taoism, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is only used to sharpen the inner elixir, but the mind and heart are used to participate in the casting of spells.

Mu Xingqiu didn't understand this principle before, so he could only unconsciously stimulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body, but the effect was average. After understanding this, every punch and kick he made had a clearer purpose, and its effectiveness was doubled.

In fact, this fundamentally changed Mu Xingqiu's practice method. It was no longer possible for his Niwan Palace Pill to be improved, and it would break down and merge into his flesh and blood bit by bit. However, he could continue to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make up for it. The shortcomings of the inner elixir and the lack of mana.

This will be a slow process. After all, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can't help magic as much as pure mana. For Mu Xingqiu, this is better than stagnating.

The eighth-level illusion can be used for all purposes. Mu Xingqiu did not completely enter the state of contemplation. He hoped that he could open his eyes at any time and not miss the bald man's awakening. However, for a while, he was attracted by the demon's illusion. I tried to cast it once in my Niwan Palace with all my heart.

The entire spell casting process didn't take long. Mu Xingqiu didn't have any demon seeds in his body, so the power of the demon spells was greatly reduced. The mental illusion technique was more suitable for him. Next, he tried the demon's flying technique. The effect was also average, but it was better than the demon's flying technique.

Then Mu Xingqiu woke up and found that Zuo Liuying had returned to the cave, which meant that Bald Man was about to wake up, so he got up and waited at the door.

Feifei also ended his thoughts, stood behind Mu Xingqiu, and whispered: "I hope the bald man is okay. He became like this just to find us. Taoist Zuo has great supernatural powers and can definitely restore the bald man to his original state..."

Zuo Liuying would not make a promise on this. In the past few days, like Mu Xingqiu, he had spent most of his time thinking about certain confusions. Casting spells on the bald man was just a matter of course.

The last spell casting ended quickly, and Zuo Liuying walked out of the cave, holding his head in his right hand.

The slime shell on the bald man has disappeared, but he has not woken up yet. His face is rosy, his eyebrows are slightly smiling, and he seems to be having a sweet dream.

Feifei leaned out and stared at Zuo Liuying with Mu Xingqiu.

"We have to wait a while." Zuo Liuying handed the bald boy to Mu Xingqiu and walked back and forth on the old road. It seemed that he didn't care about the matter at all.

The bald man was sleeping soundly. He didn't need to breathe, but he seemed to be snoring.

Mu Xingqiu was staring at him when suddenly a frightened scream came from not far away. He immediately flew away, unconsciously using the demon's flying technique, and his body turned into a hazy smoke, wrapping his head. disappeared suddenly.

Feifei was stunned and even Zuo Liuying took another look.

The flying technique of the demons is very strange. It does not fly at a constant speed, but flies a certain distance in an instant, and then stays for a while before flying again. It is somewhat similar to the teleportation of a high-level Taoist priest, but the distance is far different, as long as more than ten steps. Nothing more than richness. Mu Xingqiu believed that even if he had a demon seed, the distance he could fly would not be too far each time.

For him now, this speed was enough. With only two magic spells, he arrived at the place where the scream came from.

Feizu, the Demon King of War Demon Mountain, was roaring angrily, "The Golem! The Golem disappeared! It was stolen! Who is it? Who is it?"

There were only a few demon masters around him, and they were as confused as the demon king. No one dared to answer the question. Feizu turned around and saw Mu Xingqiu who had just arrived. He first called out "Tao Zun" anxiously, and then suddenly showed his face again. Be alert, "King Yu and Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons came to Dao Zun. What did they say? Did they suggest not to fight Bingkui? They thought that after stealing the golem, we must retreat and this battle would not be fought... "

"Don't rush to say 'steal' yet." Mu Xingqiu flew into the redwood tree where the demon statue was stored. The magic circle disappeared and there was no magic power around him.

"It must be the King of Feathers, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons, Black Phoenix, and those spirit demons. They did it once in Ice City..." Feizu shut up. He also participated in rescuing Yishijun's soul in Ice City. conspiracy, and is still one of the principal persons.

"Gather all demon clan leaders, immediately." Mu Xingqiu could no longer treat himself as just a guest.

Feizu looked up at Mu Xingqiu, "Was Bingkui really created by Taoist Wangshan?"

"The devilish Taoist priest from Wangshan."

"It's all the same. The demonic Taoist is also a Taoist. There must be demons who are afraid. That's what happened. The demon statue was not stolen to save Yijun, but to please Wangshan Taoist. This battle, this battle... fight the demons Is the mountain really going to perish?" Feizu glanced at Mu Xingqiu again.

Mu Xingqiu was cursed and would be destroyed wherever he went. This was not only the idea of ​​the Holy Mother of All Sons, but even Fei Zu believed it.

"You stay here, I'll come back as soon as I go." Mu Xingqiu said that since discussions with Feizu couldn't produce any results, he wanted to find other help.

After two demonic journeys, he returned to Zuo Liuying's cave.

"Has the restriction on the golem disappeared?" Zuo Liuying's reaction was as expected by Mu Xingqiu. The strangest thing was not that a demon stole the golem, but that a demon could break the restriction. "What I laid is Although the Gyro Array is not top-notch, no one can forcefully break the restriction unless you are a Taoist priest. You are the only one in Zhan Demon Mountain who has this ability."

Mu Xingqiu may have this ability, but he didn't even try it seriously, "What if someone knows the formation? Can the restriction be easily removed?"

"There are not many people who understand the formation. Only Yang Qingyin and I... Mu Songxuan is awake."

Mu Xingqiu looked down and found the bald man smiling at him.

"It's so comfortable. When I woke up, the place had changed. Where is this? We haven't left Ice City by now, have we?"

"This is Zhan Demon Mountain thousands of miles away. You have been sleeping for more than ten days." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile.

"Ha!" The bald man jumped up and flew around Mu Xingqiu, "I can finally fly again. Brother Xiaoqiu, did you catch the drop of water I gave you? A strange voice told me that this pair of You were helpful and told me what to do.”

It was a soul of Lord Yishi, and it was destroyed by Zhou Qi not long after he passed the message.

"It's because of the water drops you gave me that I was able to defeat the enemy in Ice City."

"Haha, didn't I make a contribution? It's a pity that I didn't see the process. Feifei, you saw...how did you become like this?"

Feifei smiled and shook his head without saying a word.

Mu Xingqiu turned to Zuo Liuying, "I have a way to quickly find out who stole the golem. Do you want to go over and have a look?"

Zuo Liuying shook his head and walked into his cave. He didn't even ask Mu Xingqiu what he could do. He didn't seem to care at all about the whereabouts of the demon statue.

Mu Xingqiu did not fly this time, and walked towards the place where the demon statue was stored. The bald man didn't know what was going on, so he flew closely behind Mu Xingqiu, and began to frown and help think of a solution. The little demon Feifei hesitated for a while. , following closely behind.

I met a flea on the way. It rushed over and knocked the bald man away with a corner, then jumped up and gently caught him.

Dozens of demon clan leaders have arrived, divided into several groups, whispering to each other. Occasionally, eyes from outside the small circle will glance at them, all with obvious vigilance and hostility.

Seeing Mu Xingqiu approaching, the discussion stopped. Feizu said first, "Dao Zun, this matter cannot wait. We must find the demon statue as soon as possible. Bingkui is not far from the War Demon Mountain."

Mu Xingqiu raised his voice and said, "Do you all want to retrieve the demon statue as soon as possible?"

Black Phoenix, Feather King, Ten Thousand Sons Holy Mother and other leaders nodded one after another. Yin Buchen and Lao Chong were not the leaders. They heard that the golem was stolen and followed them, standing in the distance and nodding.

"Then I'm offended. I'm going to use illusions on you to find out what you have been doing in the past hour. It will be clear who stole the golem."

The demons looked at each other in confusion. It was one thing to take the initiative to explain what they had done in the past hour, but it was another thing to allow illusions to enter their minds. Even Feizu, who wanted to retrieve the golem the most, seemed hesitant.

"Then start with me." The bald man said loudly. He still didn't understand the details, but he didn't care at all about being inspected by Brother Xiaoqiu.

"I'll be the next one." Lao Chong shouted from afar.

"I agree, but Dao Zun must promise not to reveal irrelevant memories." Black Phoenix expressed his third position.

"I just want to find out the whereabouts of the golem. Other things... should they be kept secret, and I only need one hour of memory."

Such a guarantee doesn't mean much, but if you don't agree, it will look suspicious. Feizu gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then hand over the memory. Is Dao Zun sure that the thief is among these monsters?"

"Little by little, if everyone's memory is correct, I will expand the scope." Mu Xingqiu swept his eyes. If the thief was right in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to stay calm.

It is true that many demon leaders looked panicked, but none of them looked like they had committed a serious crime.