Exorcism

The sun has just risen and the light is still very soft, so when it suddenly becomes stronger it is very noticeable.

The flea stopped in the air suddenly turned around, let out a low roar, and pointed its two huge horns at the sun. The light hit the horns and became a hundred times brighter in an instant. The flea raised its front hooves and stepped down hard, its body slightly Leaning forward, he resisted the light's attack.

Several pairs of eyes on the ground were too bright to open. The only exception was Yang Qingyin. She did not relax her vigilance against An Xiangxing. As soon as the light from the east came, she took action.

A several-foot-long lunar fire spurted out from the palm of Lao Jun's demonic palm, leaping out of the water like a small dragon and pounced on the enemy not far away.

An Xiangxing held his crutches in front of his chest and blocked the move. "It is indeed the fire of Taiyin, but unfortunately, it is too weak."

There was a small fire burning in the middle of the crutch. An Xiangxing blew on it and the fire went out. "Oh, this world is really ruined: the demons are about to reappear in advance, the Taoist priests who have been injected with the spirit are possessed by demons, and the demons are stirring. It makes no sense that even a young Taoist priest who is several decades old can perform advanced magic."

"So you are willing to be robbers." It was not Yang Qingyin who spoke, but Zuo Liuying.

Zuo Liuying walked out of the tent, still wearing a straw hat, which blocked the bright light in the sky. Xiaohao jumped to his side, looking around and up and down warily.

The bright light that collided with the fleas gradually disappeared, revealing normal sunlight, and two old Taoist priests floating to the east of the camp. They were wearing Taoist robes, but there were no hairpins on their heads. It was impossible to tell which Taoism they belonged to. Flea stayed where she was and did not rush towards the two Taoist priests who suddenly appeared.

All eyes were fixed on Zuo Liuying. Even Yang Qingyin turned around, wondering what he was doing. The current head of the Forbidden Secret Division was not as powerful as an ordinary demon soldier.

An Xiangxing smiled, "Xiao Zuo is still so young. I heard that you were so cruel to yourself that you removed both your inner elixir and your memory. It's really strange that you didn't become crazy or grow old.

"You just said, 'Nothing makes sense,' and you still think there will be weird things in the world?" Zuo Liuying walked near Yang Qingyin, seven or eight steps away from her, Gao Fuwei, and Yin Buchen.

"You must not recognize me anymore, right? Xiao Zuo."

Zuo Liuying shook his head, "Please don't care. There are not many people worth remembering. You must be one of the majority of people."

Xiaohao smiled happily, at least her name was still in Zuo Liuying's memory.

"It's better if you don't remember." An Xiangxing winked at the two Taoist priests in the air, signaling them not to act rashly, "You just said I was a robber - I might as well become a robber: hand over the water in the sword washing pool, we leave, you Stay and do whatever you want, Wangshan has no intention of killing them all, as long as you don’t cause any trouble.”

Wangshan has been completely occupied by demonic Taoist priests, and when An Xiangxing mentioned it, it had nothing to do with Taoism.

"You are not Wangshan Taoist priest, and you are not possessed by a demon. You are probably not called An Xiangxing." Zuo Liuying pushed up his straw hat slightly, his eyes still as cold as before.

An Xiangxing narrowed his eyes. In fact, what he was really afraid of was not Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, but Zuo Liuying. He had never believed that the Taoist priest could really spit out Danshe Nian. "Could it be that I woke up?" Some of your memories?”

An Xiangxing signaled with his eyes, and the two Taoist priests who arrived later spread out in the air, forming a three-legged stance with him.

Yang Qingyin was secretly on guard, but Zuo Liuying didn't care, "It doesn't take much memory to figure out your true identity. Those who are possessed must have obsessions that cannot be eliminated. The so-called obsessions cannot be accommodated and have no conditions. What the three of you have done What you did was just an act of banditry. If my guess is correct, you are indeed reclusive Taoist priests. You don’t want to hand over your inner elixir to the Taoist tradition, and you don’t want to surrender to the demons, so you intend to take away the water of the sword-washing pool to protect yourself.”

An Xiangxing sneered, without comment, and gently turned the crutch with both hands.

Zuo Liuying raised his right arm and raised his index finger to the sky. Such a simple action startled all three old Taoist priests. An Xiangxing's arms were stiff, and the two people in the air almost released spells. They all thought Zuo Liuying was pinching. Dharma tips.

Zuo Liuying just wanted to correct what he said, "No, Yashan will not give up the water in the sword washing pool, so you come to grab the water not to use it to protect yourself, but... to use it to open a way, you want to hide safely Get up so that neither the Taoist clan nor the demon clan can find it. As for who the pool water belongs to after this, you don’t care.”

Yang Qingyin also woke up and laughed twice, "It turns out that we are still a group of cowardly bandits. Why don't you kowtow to me and become my soldiers? I just need a group of cowards to do things for me, such as giving fleas a bath or something."

The flea turned its head in the air and glanced at Yang Qingyin with its red eyes, proving that it could really understand human speech.

An Xiangxing chuckled and said, "Well, Zuo Liuying is Zuo Liuying after all. Well, to be honest, the three of us are indeed invisible Taoist priests and are not possessed by demons. But there is one thing you guessed wrong. We are hiding. It’s just Taoism, not the demon clan. In fact, the demonic Taoist priests in Wangshan have changed their minds and are looking for allies while setting up the Star Movement Formation.”

An Xiangxing paused and took his left hand away from the crutch. "They made an attractive offer. We can seize the sword-washing pool water and hold it for half a year. During this half-year, we won't be hunted down and we can still get the water." Under the protection of the magic Taoist priests, the water in the sword-washing pool belonged to them after half a year, and we disappeared. "

Zuo Liuying's guess was generally accurate. He stopped talking and even covered his eyes with a straw hat.

Yang Qingyin frowned slightly, "I have never seen a non-demon Taoist priest so greedy for life and afraid of death."

"You still think you can snatch the sword-washing pool water from my hand?" Yang Qingyin asked disdainfully, feeling that these three people were more hateful than the possessed Taoist priests.

"I was a little worried at first, but after listening to Xiao Zuo say a few words, this worry disappeared - Zuo Liuying, who is in the state of concentration, has never talked so much nonsense. He always remained silent, but in the end he got the reward If you wish, talking too much can only prove one thing. He is really talking about it. What else do we have to fear? Your Taiyin Fire is more than enough to deal with Taoist Yanyan, but it is too overestimating its ability to deal with us. . Oh, by the way, there is Mu Xingqiu, the only disciple of Nian Xin Ke, "the power of one thought can move the hearts of all enemies". Unfortunately, he is undergoing a tribulation. Even if he can successfully overcome the tribulation, it will take several hours for him to regain his strength. "

Xiaohao glared at An Xiangxing, and one of the Nianxinke disciples was actually ignored, but she forcibly resisted and did not refute.

Yang Qingyin was about to ask how they knew Mu Xingqiu was going through a calamity. An Xiangxing had already walked over, his crutches making a squeaking sound on the ground. At the same time, the two Taoist priests in the air were also ready. Each spell has a ball of colorful light floating in front of you.

When the two cast spells for the first time, they used the power of sunlight. With their true strength, they could not directly emit spells in the form of light.

Flea was ready, while Xiao Hao and Bald Man just protected their targets. Gao Fuwei kept turning his head to look at Yang Qingyin, waiting for her reaction and order, but Yin Buchen was half-crouched, ready to fall to the ground and hug himself in a ball at any time.

A ball of lunar fire flickered slightly in the palm of Yang Qingyin's Laojun Demonic Palm, but it did not shoot out immediately. Not far from Yang Qingyin, Zuo Liuying still stood there motionless, with the brim of his hat covering his face, as if he was thinking. , and it seems that there is nothing we can do.

An Xiangxing believed it was the latter possibility. The crutch in his right hand hit the ground louder, and then he reached out to touch the restriction.

That was a restriction imposed by Yang Qingyin. Even if she had the help of the sword-washing pond, and even if she knew the fire of Taiyin, how could a Taoist priest from Dinxia block Taoist priest from Xingluo? She is not Mu Xingqiu, who has the magic of mind and heart.

An Xiangxing's left hand has already been filled with mana. This gentle push will break the restriction, and all the spells will reveal their true form, and then disappear in a very short time.

It should be like this, it should be like this, but the scene that An Xiangxing expected did not happen.

The old Taoist priest's left hand was hanging in the air, unable to move, and neither did he. The smile was frozen on his face, like a poor mask.

"This is impossible." This sentence was said to An Xiangxing himself. He could not believe the fact in front of him. These were obviously several layers of ordinary restrictions. He could see clearly, but the magic power he emitted was like a stone sinking into the sea. Instead of breaking the restriction, it was swallowed clean.

He didn't dare to increase his mana, nor did he dare to withdraw his arm, because he knew that retreating in this situation might allow the enemy's spell to take advantage of it.

Two Taoist priests in the air noticed something unusual, and one of them asked, "What's wrong? Do you need our help?"

An Xiangxing put away his smile and said, "No need." He made a difficult decision and believed that it was the only right decision. He turned to Zuo Liuying and said, "It's still you."

Zuo Liuying pushed up his straw hat slightly and said, "It's me again." After saying that, she turned around and walked back to her tent. Xiao Hao followed closely behind her. She stood guard at the tent door and winked at the bald man not far away. She liked this kind of thing. Incomprehensible words.

An Xiangxing felt that he had been humiliated. The even greater humiliation was that Zuo Liuying was gone, but he still stood there without daring to move. He had no choice but to laugh, and then said to Yang Qingyin: "Since he didn't spit out pills, You still maintain your original strength, why are you still using the lunar fire to make a fool of yourself? Zuo Liuying, who is in the state of concentration, will still shy away from the Taoist priest Wangshan. "

"Who said Zuo Liuying didn't spit pills? He is no different from a mortal now." Yang Qingyin said coldly, while the lunar fire in Lao Jun's devilish palm was still burning, "I set the restriction."

"Impossible." An Xiangxing repeated, more sure than before. His left arm was shaking slightly, because he felt like something was getting into his body, and he had no way to resist, "This is definitely not your spell. unless--"

An Xiangxing looked at the fantasy cabin in the camp in surprise.