Exorcism

Yang Qingyin saw her mother, Yin Buchen saw nothing, Hong Futian and Ouyang Hao saw five Taoist priests, and Yi Shijun saw Yang Chuang.

Yang Chuang also stood on the wave, farther to the side and further away from the other four Taoist priests.

"An Xiangxing, is that you?" The waves stopped dozens of steps away, and the waves were rolling. The five of them were motionless, and Yang Chuang was the first to speak.

Mr. Yishi did not answer, and could not answer.

"It's such a pity that I can't accompany you any longer." Yang Chuang continued. He didn't like to make decisions and could no longer bear the uncertain life. "I decided to go back to Xingshan. I thought about it. The building will collapse." , we are just cats and dogs running between the beams, unable to hold up a roof full of holes. In fact, there is no other way in this world except returning to Taoism... If you had not killed Guo Dongyou, I will advise you to find your way back, but now, I can only tell you to do it yourself."

Mr. Yishi sneered. He had most of An Xiangxing's memories, but he no longer had any feelings for the name. "So, how many of you are enforcing the commandments for the Taoist order and preparing to arrest me and bring me to justice?"

The other four Taoist priests did not speak, and Yang Chuang still answered: "No, An Xiangxing is dead. Now you are one of the souls of Lord Yishi, and you only carry An Xiangxing's memory. What I just said is to say For those memories. Now I want to tell you, Mr. Yishi, your plan will not succeed. Daotong has let you go for many years. Today is the time to end everything."

Mr. Yishi laughed, "Yang Chuang, you are really not suitable to say such things. Who put these things in your mouth? Let me see, Zhao Shan Shen Xizhao, you are an honest man, you can't Say such big words. Pang Shanshen Chunsu, you are here to find your daughter, and you will not say such things - I heard that you took your daughter's prophecy seriously, and you are finally waiting for the results."

Yang Qingyin did not look at her mother and focused on restraining Yi Shijun's soul. Although the jade ax contained Mu Xingqiu's magic, she still needed her magic power to maintain it. She felt that she was about to succeed, and the soul that resided in Black Phoenix's body was obviously shaken.

Mr. Yishi seemed to have no feeling at all. No one interrupted him, so he continued: "Yashan Shen Tongshou, you are here for the sword-washing pool. Hey, you let two little Taoist priests carry the sword-washing pool water everywhere." It’s really surprising to break in, I still don’t understand it.”

Shen Tongshou was an old Taoist priest with a pale appearance. He wore a gentle smile that was common among Yashan Taoist priests. He ignored Mr. Yishi's words and was indeed staring at the drops of water in Yang Qingyin's hand.

"Wangshan Yang Anyu, ah... there are too many Taoist priests surnamed Yang and Shen in the Taoist tradition. You are the head of the Wangshan Discipline Department. You are focused on the spiritual realm. When I see you, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill me or cut into pieces, it's up to you. Yes, I am a demon of many souls, and it doesn't matter if I lose one soul. But what do you mean by asking Yang Chuang to say, "My plan will not succeed?" Do you know what Mu Xingqiu's story is? Isn’t mind-reading magic and physical fitness different from what they used to be?”

Yang Anyu looks like he is only in his thirties, but he is actually the oldest Taoist priest here, older than An Xiangxing, who is nearly 900 years old. He is not very talkative, so he asked Yang Chuang to spread the news on his behalf. Since Mr. Yishi has named him name, and his answer was a beam of light from his forehead.

In the eyes of the Taoist priest, this beam of light was white and as thin as a little finger. As soon as it was emitted, it reached Black Phoenix's forehead. Mr. Yishi inside screamed and was silent again.

Black Phoenix fell softly to the ground, and Yin Buchen next to him retreated in horror. He could not see anything, but he could feel the breath of death not far away.

The jade ax in front of Yang Qingyin cracked into two halves and fell at the same time. It sucked in the soul of Lord Yishi and at the same time lost his soul. Yang Anyu used two moves to break all the demonic power of the soul and also broke the jade axe. Ax, this soul of Mr. Ishi will gradually dissipate into the air.

Yang Chuang sighed softly. Although it was just a memory of An Xiangxing, and his soul had been swallowed by Lord Yishi, he was still a little sentimental, "Taoist priests who do not have the fundamental method of escape and the heart of a Taoist priest are so pitiful, even No match for the power of a soul demon. I'm going back to Xingshan. I heard there's going to be a battle there. I hope I can catch up. Goodbye, fellow Taoists, the fire will never go out. "

Yang Chuang disappeared in the waves.

Zhaoshan Taoist Shen Xiezhao was the second to disappear. He came to witness An Xiangxing's final fate. Now that the matter was over, there was no need to stay. He also said, "The Taoist fire will never be extinguished."

Yashan Taoist priest Shen Tongshou flew to Yang Qingyin, smiled and extended his hand to her, "It's time to return the property to its original owner."

The bald man let out a threatening growl, but Yang Qingyin had no nostalgia for the water in the sword-washing pool. Putting it in Shen Tongshou's hand, the egg-sized bead turned into a drop of water in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared again.

"Can you tell me why you are returning to the sword-washing pool now?" Yang Qingyin asked calmly, knowing that she could not keep the Yashan treasure.

Shen Tongshou turned around and glanced at Yang Anyu, the spiritual Taoist priest of Wangshan, and after receiving tacit approval, he said: "The water in the sword-washing pool was originally reserved for the demonic Taoist priests of Wangshan. In the land of demons, only they can take away the water. But no matter how perfect the plan is, There was also an unexpected change. Mu Xingqiu actually saved Chi Shui and almost brought it to Zhibu State. But it's okay now. Dao Tong has other plans for the magician. Of course Chi Shui can't be left alone. Can I explain clearly? ?”

Yang Qingyin nodded and did not ask what would happen if the water in the sword washing pool fell into the hands of the magician. That was no longer important.

Shen Tongshou flew back to the top of the wave, nodded to the two Taoist priests, said "The Taoist fire will never be extinguished" and then disappeared.

Mother Yang came to her daughter and landed on the ground. Mother and daughter looked at each other for a moment. Finally, Yang Qingyin spoke first, "I have accepted the method of re-annihilation. If you are here to ask for the inner elixir, I will hand it over now. You are My mother knows my temper best."

Yang's mother glanced at him. Hong Futian and Ouyang Hao lifted the unconscious Liu Ding and walked to the edge of the island to wait. The bald man didn't move, still resting on Yang Qingyin's shoulder.

"Go, Baldy, I'm fine." Yang Qingyin said.

"If anything happens, just give me a wink." Bald Man whispered, gave Mother Yang a wary look, and flew to Master and Disciple Hong Futian.

Mother Yang summoned a candle to stop the sound from leaking out. She was only in the state of swallowing smoke and could not create illusions like Mu Xingqiu. "You are my only daughter. Because of you, I almost gave up practicing."

However, the relationship between a Taoist priest and her daughter is different from that of ordinary mortals. Shen Chunsu's thoughts on her daughter are similar to Yang Baozhen's, hoping that their children can continue their practice and achieve a higher realm.

Yang Qingyin quickly disappointed her mother. She had been naughty since she was a child, and her intelligence was not fully used in practice. Although she successfully condensed the elixir and her practice progress was not slow, she was far from being called a genius.

Shen Chunsu did not continue to have children, but pinned her hopes on the next generation. When Yang Qingyin was born, she received praise and predictions from many Taoist priests. The content was similar to what An Xiangxing said: This baby girl may give birth to a child who practices spiritual practice. Wizard.

"It's time to follow me back to Pangshan." Mother Yang said, her eyes full of love and hope, not like a Taoist priest.

"I said……"

"Not for yourself."

"Um?"

"The prophecy is about to come true."

"What?" Yang Qingyin thought her mother was a little crazy.

"The prophecy on your body, the Yashan Shen family originally wanted to get this prophecy, and I hope so too, but you didn't agree. We didn't force it because we are all Taoist priests."

Yang Qingyin's expression was cold. She clearly remembered her mother's begging and persuasion. Most of her feelings for her mother were gradually consumed in this process. If it hadn't been for the death of Pangshan Ancestor Peak, she believed that her mother and the Ashan Shen family Never give up so easily.

"Now, you have fulfilled the prophecy yourself." Mother Yang pointed at her daughter's abdomen, her eyes even more excited.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Yang Qingyin felt uneasy.

"You will give birth to the child I have been waiting for for a long time. The surname is Yang or Shen. I just hope it is not Mu. That is a common surname..."

"Nonsense..." Yang Qingyin was ashamed and angry. The bald man in the distance couldn't hear her voice, but he could see her appearance and flew over immediately. Halfway through, he noticed that Yang Qingyin didn't wink at him, so he stopped.

"I know that this is just what happened last night. Everything is unpredictable, but there is a prophecy, so... follow me back to Pangshan. You are also going to be a mother. This world is in turmoil, and only Taoism is safe. Yours The child is born at the right time, and he may one day become the savior of the orthodoxy..."

"Stop talking!" Yang Qingyin said sternly, and with a wave of her hand, Bald Man flew to her side, "I won't go back to Pangshan."

Mother Yang's eyes were a little lost and confused, so she turned to look at Yang Anyu on the wave.

The head of the Wangshan Discipline Department said nothing while getting rid of one of Yishi-kun's souls. Then he spoke, his voice a little jerky, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "I didn't force myself before, and I can't force myself now."

Mother Yang sighed, "Well, Dao Yi will not retire for the time being. You still have time to think about it. I will wait for you to come back in Pangshan. Where are you going now?"

"Zhibu Bang." Yang Qingyin said three words stiffly.

"You can't get in, Zhibu State has been sealed." Shen Chunsu glanced at Yang Anyu again, and continued: "The Taoists knew that the Ancestral Fire of Yuanhuang could no longer burn, so they set up a second ban, which was even more powerful. Wait until It will automatically disappear when the orthodoxy retires.”

"But Brother Xiaoqiu went in..." Bald Man said in surprise.

The next person to speak was Yang Anyu, "The Taoist system needs someone to extinguish the ancestral fire of the distant wilderness. This is part of the plan, but no one will come out again. Even if the ban automatically expires, the ones who leave the Stop State will not be human beings." Or demon clan.”

Yang Anyu didn't explain what the plan was. Yang's mother knew very little about Daotong's plan and didn't care. All her thoughts were on her daughter.

Yang Qingyin regained her composure. Yes, Tao Tong always had a plan. This was inevitable. Mu Xingqiu couldn't guess the specific situation, but he had been prepared for it, so she shouldn't be surprised.

She glanced to both sides. Loose cultivators Hong Futian and Ouyang Hao were looking at her. They didn't know what had happened. Talisman master Liu Ding was lying at their feet. On the other side, Hei Huang, who had broken a leg, was also lying. On the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the human form of Yin Buchen curled up into a ball, holding his breath.

Except for Bald Man, Yang Qingyin had no truly trustworthy helpers around her, and Zuo Liuying, Xiao Qingtao and others, who were far away from each other, and those demon clans, couldn't count on them.

After thinking about this, Yang Qingyin became calmer. She bent her elbows and formed the Tao Fire Jue with her right hand. She raised her three fingers to the sky. This was a gesture sworn by Taoist priests and rarely used by anyone.

"The fire will never go out, mother. Even if this island sinks, even if the sky collapses and the earth collapses, I will wait here until he comes out. Mother, there are miracles in the world."