Exorcism

The precious black candle that attracts gods actually burned on its own while its owner was away!

Xiaoqiu was so sad that she had no time to think about it. She hurriedly rushed to the bed and sat upright, trying to calm down and enter the thinking state as soon as possible.

The night was already dark. Due to the appearance of Yang Dujiao in the previous non-demon incident, the disciples all went back to their rooms to rest. Therefore, Xiaoqiu did not ask Daliang next door to help guard them.

There are three tribulations of earth, lake and sky in Huotong Santian. Among them, the tribulation of Niwan Palace in Dantian is the most difficult to save. Xiaoqiu has not remembered the scene of surviving the tribulation in the cave, but he has heard it introduced by the masters. , the soul leaves the body during the catastrophe, thus clearing the Niwan Palace to facilitate the soul of the ancestor to move in. During this period, there is a great danger: once the soul gets used to being independent, it is likely that it will never return to the owner's body.

Disciples who have never experienced it have a hard time imagining what this would feel like, so when Jinwu kept asking questions before, Xiaoqiu could not give an answer.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqiu finally felt that something was wrong.

Usually when he enters the thinking state, his mind is empty of thoughts, just like a good sleep, peaceful and blank, but this time he is actually thinking about something!

He was thinking about his soul leaving his body, and he was thinking about what was happening in Niwan Palace at this moment. For a moment, he was still thinking that it was really not the right time for the black candle to spontaneously ignite...

Suddenly, Xiaoqiu was stunned. He didn't know when he opened his eyes and was staring at...himself!

The "self" on the opposite side still has his eyes closed, like a lifelike statue, not waking up from the state of thought at all.

It turns out that this is the soul leaving the body. Xiaoqiu lowered his head and looked at it. There was nothing underneath. The soul that left the body was completely void, without a trace.

The voices of two people outside the door reached my ears.

Yang Baozhen said: "He is undergoing a severe disaster."

Lin Sa's voice was so low that Xiaoqiu could barely hear it, "There is the magician Heizhu, let's not disturb him."

It was quiet outside. It was said that the magic black candle could attract the ancestors to protect the body, but Xiaoqiu didn't see anything. He guessed that the ghosts passed down from ancient times were checking the situation in Niwan Palace at the moment.

A mysterious thing entered his body, but he felt nothing. Xiaoqiu felt an indescribable fear and hurriedly turned his eyes back to his body. He had to concentrate on uniting his body and soul, at least not too far apart. It is said that once Some disciples were not strong-willed enough during the heavenly tribulation, causing their souls to fly away. Although they were finally brought back, they became demented and could no longer practice.

What makes Xiaoqiu feel at ease is that he has a black candle that attracts the gods, and the situation of losing his soul almost never happens, so that the priests don't need to take care of it.

Xiaoqiu wanted to take a look at Heizhu's condition, but how could he move without a body? He could only try to imagine that there was a body, and then moved slowly until he could see the body on the bed and the candle on the table at the same time.

The black candle had burned more than half, and it seemed that there was still enough time. Xiaoqiu concentrated on getting closer to him. Just thinking about it made him feel strange. When he started to look at himself carefully, he felt even weirder.

Everyone is very confident in their own appearance and feels that it is a very familiar look. Xiaoqiu has seen himself in the mirror and in the water, but face to face like this, looking at himself from someone else's perspective, he feels - funny.

It was hard to hold back that smile, even though he couldn't make the movement of laughter at all, let alone the sound of laughter. It was a friendly smile, like an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years. The tacit understanding of the day.

Xiaoqiu is still a little thin, but very healthy. The light food at Yangshen Peak did not make him hungry, but gave him a well-proportioned and strong body. His skin is not as dark as when he was a child, but it cannot be called fair. His lips were tightly closed, and even when he was thinking about it, he showed a posture that he would rather die than surrender.

No wonder some people always say that they are too proud. Xiaoqiu finally admitted it and decided to correct it in the future.

The black candle on the table went down halfway again. Xiaoqiu was startled. She didn't expect it to burn so fast. She hurriedly concentrated on it again and moved closer to her body.

This is not an easy task, it is more difficult than letting a feather float towards the pointing target. He can only move forward inch by inch. The "self" in front of him is getting clearer and clearer, and he can even see his eyelids beating slightly. It was like having an intense dream.

Xiaoqiu had turned his back to the black candle at this time, and when he was less than a foot away from his body, he heard a sneer from behind, and the pale yellow light suddenly stopped - the black candle had burned out.

Xiaoqiu suddenly realized that he didn't need to turn around at all. As long as he changed his mind, he could see behind him: a finger-thick white smoke rose from the table, which was all the traces left after the black candle burned out.

The white smoke rose two feet high, changed direction and floated towards Xiaoqiu's body, unhurriedly and leisurely, like a snake with a full belly and just looking for sunshine.

The white smoke passed through Xiaoqiu's eyes and entered through the nostrils of his physical body.

When the last trace of white smoke disappeared, Xiaoqiu felt his head jump. Then he seemed to be hooked by an invisible big iron hook, and he jumped forward suddenly, becoming one with his own body. .

Perhaps this thing has always been there, because the position where it floats is exactly where the "eye" was just now.

It is a light blue entity with a head, body, and limbs. It has nose, eyes, ears, and mouth, but it is definitely just one thing. If Pei Zihan with a tail is not a demon, it is definitely a A young demon that has just begun to take on human form.

It is no more than a foot tall, skinny and skinny, with a slightly bulging belly. Its arms like dry branches hang down above its knees. It has a face like a monkey, and two sharp little teeth are exposed on the side of its mouth. One pair is disproportionately large. She has windy ears, her nose is turned up high, as if her fingers were in the wrong place, and her two small, round eyes are as yellow as gold, but the pupil in the middle is red.

It was also staring at Xiaoqiu, seeming a little confused.

The two sides just looked at each other. After three breaths, they suddenly made simultaneous movements. The young demon turned around and flew towards the door. Xiaoqiu jumped up and reached out to grab one of its dry legs.

The young demon's strength was so amazing that Xiaoqiu didn't hold him back, but was dragged out of bed. He turned over, pressed the young demon's legs firmly into his arms, and pressed up with all his strength.

The young demon spoke, and the sound was like a group of crabs shaking their front claws and clicking. Xiaoqiu couldn't understand a word. Seeing the young demon struggling hard and opening its mouth to bite, what he said was definitely not a good thing.

Xiao Qiu only knew one thing. If his voice spread and attracted outsiders, he would be dead. The masters would probably take away his Dao roots and turn him into a pile of walking corpses without asking the master.

He stretched out a hand to block the young demon's mouth, but in order to avoid the two rows of sharp teeth, it escaped instead.

The young demon must not be allowed to leave the house. Xiaoqiu rushed to the door and without thinking, used a move from the female ancestor's bone-forging fist, hitting the young demon right in the heart and knocking it back several feet.

There was a strange expression on the ugly face of the young demon. I don't know whether it was in pain or surprised, but it was definitely angry. It rushed towards the humans blocking the way like an arrow from the string, its arms fluttered wildly, and its mouth opened wide. It looked like To fight to the death.

Xiaoqiu also had to fight to the death.

This is a fight with great contrast. On one side is a fifteen-year-old human boy, who is down-to-earth and uses the female ancestor's bone-forging fist to fight silently; on the other side is a light blue creature no more than a foot tall, flying in the air. In the air, there was a flurry of bites, completely disorganized, and rattling sounds came from the mouth from time to time. Xiaoqiu no longer thought it was language, but felt more like the roar of a wild beast.

The two sides were evenly matched, and the young demon's skinny body seemed to contain endless power. Every time he struggled to escape Xiaoqiu's control, he would kick his little feet, which were as hard as a stick.

After more than a dozen moves, the two sides still couldn't decide the winner. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and then the door was pushed open.

Daliang Shen Xiuming stood at the door, with a bit of surprise on his sleepy face, "Brother Xiaoqiu, what are you fussing about?"

Xiaoqiu turned her head, her heart almost stopped beating, "I..."

Daliang rubbed his eyes and yawned, "You were still practicing boxing in the middle of the night, making me unable to sleep."

Xiaoqiu was stunned, and then found that the ugly little devil in front of him had disappeared without a trace, but he still maintained his fighting posture. He turned around in a circle. The house was very small and could be seen at a glance. Xiaoqiu even bent down to After glancing at the bed a few times, the young demon had indeed disappeared, just as it appeared out of thin air and disappeared inexplicably.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, what's wrong with you?" Daliang asked worriedly. Xiaoqiu's behavior was obviously not normal.

"It's nothing." Xiaoqiu exhaled a long breath, "I succeeded in the severe disaster."

"Really?" Daliang shouted excitedly, then frowned, "Why didn't you ask me to guard the door for you?"

"It happened too suddenly and there was no time."

Xiaoqiu sat on a chair and panted. After a while, he approached Daliang and pinched him hard on the arm. The pain made Daliang jump up and almost hit the roof, "There is no need to pinch people to save the calamity. !”

"Pinch me too." Xiaoqiu stretched out her arm.

Daliang hesitated for a moment and pinched Xiaoqiu's arm hard: "Is this a celebration of overcoming the disaster?"

Xiaoqiu was so painful that she almost shed tears, a.com But he was very happy, very happy, and even laughed out loud.

Disciples in other buildings also woke up, stood at the door and shouted dissatisfied: "Who is going to stop letting people sleep?"

Xiaoqiu pushed Daliang out and whispered: "Yes, this is a celebration, go to sleep."

The next day, the news that Xiao Qiu successfully passed the tribulation did not become the most popular thing. After all, it had been expected by everyone. In the dining room, the disciples were talking about Pei Zihan.

"Why does Pang Shan want to accept non-demon disciples?" A disciple asked loudly, as if Grandmaster Pang Shan was standing in front of him, "I heard that other sects are very strict in checking, even if they have a little bit of demon blood."

No one answered his doubts or refuted his wishes.

Xiaoqiu said nothing, but he wanted to ask Fangfang why he didn't tell him about Pei Zihan's tail. Although he was not a friend of Fei Yao, he had never been hostile and was even willing to help.

But the next few days were very busy. Fangfang and Xiao Qingtao no longer went to Banyuelin to practice at night, and Xiaoqiu couldn't find a chance to talk to her alone.

Lin Dujiao congratulated Xiaoqiu, but Xiaoqiu hesitated again and again and did not tell the story about the young demon. Everyone may have a unique experience when they go through the tribulation. Since it is accomplished, the special things are not enough to be explained to outsiders.

Xiaoqiu firmly believed that his severe Niwan Palace Heavenly Tribulation was very successful. He also believed that the last bit of demon hidden in his body probably disappeared along with the young demon.

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