Exorcism

For more than two thousand years, Lord Yishi has deliberately kept a distance from Taoism. Even though he has become increasingly famous among the demon clan in recent years, he rarely fights against Taoist priests, so he is not particularly sure of his own strength.

At first, he thought he was on par with Taoist priests at the sixth and seventh levels of concentration. However, after losing to Zuo Liuying, who was at the fifth level of concentration, he had to downgrade himself. He felt that the fourth level of concentration was his position. With this With such strength, dealing with a young Taoist priest who has just condensed his elixir is probably no different from killing an insect.

What's more, this bug doesn't even have a hard shell or burrs.

The method of fundamental seclusion is the most important protection for low-level Taoist priests. Even if they face strong enemies, they can protect their three fields and prevent their elixirs from destroying people.

There are Taoist priests among Yishijun's souls, so he knows this very well. In his eyes, Mu Xingqiu's body was like an unlocked house. All he had to do was step inside.

Mr. Yishi went in but did not come out. He originally wanted to swallow the soul and seize the body. This was a magic he had performed many times and never failed, but this time he inexplicably entered the Niwan Palace.

It was still a spotless white room, and there was nothing where the human figure should have been hanging. Ishi-kun was taken aback and immediately wanted to get out, only to find that he was trapped.

"Hey, I almost forgot. Inspired Taoist priests can cast the fourth and fifth levels of illusions." Mr. Yishi turned into a crow, which is his most natural form. "You want to trap me with illusions? You are really overestimating your capabilities. , do you think you are Zuo Liuying?"

Mu Xingqiu did not show up, as if he knew that he was not strong enough and did not dare to come in and face a strong enemy.

Mr. Yishi sneered, "Then I will destroy your Niwan Palace first."

The crow jumped up and scurried around like a headless fly, leaving large black marks wherever it passed, like a naughty cat or dog knocking over the freshly ground ink in the master's room.

The flawless white Niwan Palace soon turned black, and the crow loudly said proudly: "Mu Xingqiu, let's see how long you can hold on. Once the Niwan Palace is broken, you will become an idiot. Don't say I won't give it to you. If you have a chance, let me out immediately, beg me, I might spare you, and then we can find a way together. If there is a spell to enter the Stop State through the golem, we will have a way to get out..."

Bang, there was a crisp sound from somewhere in the Niwan Palace, and the crow laughed, "Haha, you are trying to trap me with just such a little illusion? Mu Xingqiu, your chance is gone, I have to find a way to leave the Zhibu State on my own. !”

As long as there is a little crack in the Niwan Palace, the demon of souls can fly out. Lord Yishi turned into black smoke and rushed towards the place where the crisp sound came from. He saw it, in the corner of the Niwan Palace, although the crack was very thin. , but could not escape his observation.

Bang, this is not the sound of the Niwan Palace shattering, but the sound of the soul demons hitting the extremely hard wall and being bounced away.

Niwan Palace is not a real room, and the clan of souls does not have a real body. Everything is an illusion, but Mr. Yishi's dizziness is real. He turned into a crow again and sat there blankly. A few more of the few feathers fell off.

He didn't understand what was going on.

The cracks obviously existed, and he could see clearly. Just when he was confused, there was a loud crackling sound, and cracks appeared everywhere in the Niwan Palace. Then the wall became fragments and fell down with crackling noises. It was not Niwan Palace that was destroyed, but the layer of black that Mr. Ishi had painted before.

"Impossible, Mu Xingqiu doesn't have this kind of ability..." Mr. Yishi was more furious than confused. He jumped up suddenly, turned into a ball of black smoke, flew around, and kept using magic spells. Magic, Niwan Palace suddenly turned into a smoky place, filled with dozens of magic spells of different colors and shapes.

Niwan Palace is trembling, but Mr. Yishi has ignored it. His initial actions were threatening, but now he really wants to destroy Niwan Palace. He has no habit of showing mercy, and he will not do anything for anyone. Death is regrettable.

Small bugs are just small bugs. If one dies, there will be thousands of them.

After struggling for half an hour, Mr. Yishi stopped, still transformed into a crow, looking at the results of the destruction with fierce eyes.

The pure white Niwan Palace has almost turned into a slaughterhouse. There are traces of red, black and green everywhere. Mucus is dripping and steaming moisture in many places. One wall is sunken and has been greatly corroded.

But the Niwan Palace was not broken, and the demons of the souls still could not escape.

Mr. Yishi hesitated, and slowly a fear arose in his heart - he might really be imprisoned in Niwan Palace again. The last time the caster was Zuo Liuying, it lasted for more than a month, and that was his two thousand The scariest memory of my life in many years. He was not abused, but he was used to being free, and being trapped in a small room was the biggest punishment in itself.

"Well... we can discuss it. Do you still need me to delay the time?" Mr. Yishi relented, "Just say something."

Mr. Yishi was frightened and uneasy, and Mu Xingqiu's situation was not much better.

For more than a month after condensing the pill, Mu Xingqiu has been practicing hard on the illusion of the mind, and has returned to the fifth level of strength. Coupled with the many mind-reading techniques he has learned, he can barely send the unprepared Yishi Lord into the Niwan Palace. But this was not enough. Yishijun's first attack almost broke through the Niwan Palace. Fortunately, Mu Xingqiu found a helper in time.

Ishi-kun's soul can enter other people's bodies at any time, but the real objects he carries with him cannot. Therefore, he has buried demon weapons in many places in case of emergency. There are especially many demon weapons in the country, and he has none of them. Take it with you, because he has a more powerful treasure in his hands.

The charred tree root comes directly from the sacred tree and is the original source of power for the three Taoist ancestors. It has been left in Zhibu State. Although its current strength is no longer as strong as the nine Taoist treasures, it is still a rare treasure and is especially suitable for creating illusions.

When Mr. Yishi gave up the attack and got scared, it was also when Mu Xingqiu was exhausted and sat there unable to stand up. If Mr. Yishi in Niwan Palace used a few more magic tricks, he really wouldn't be able to hold on anymore.

Mu Xingqiu rested for a while, and finally had the strength to stand up, and immediately forced himself to start practicing boxing. He had to improve his illusion skills as soon as possible in order to truly trap the entire soul of Lord Yishi.

Lord Yishi is hesitant, but he will eventually launch a desperate fight, leaving Mu Xingqiu with little time.

Mu Xingqiu had never practiced in such an urgent situation. He did not dare to let go of the charred tree roots in his hands for a moment. He strengthened the Niwan Palace every once in a while, and then kept practicing or thinking. . The realm of inhalation can only stabilize the illusion at the fifth level. If he wants to reach the eighth level again, Mu Xingqiu must at least possess the inner elixir of the starfall realm.

In fact, during Mu Xingqiu's cultivation career, he never even entered Dinxia. His own inner elixir stalled at the seventh level of inhalation, and the other Xingluo inner elixir came from the Dragon Demon.

The days in Zhibo Bang's fantasy world passed day by day. Lord Yishi tried his best to get out of trouble and launched surprise attacks from time to time, interrupting Mu Xingqiu's practice. He guessed the whereabouts of the charred tree roots and regretted it. If he had known this, he should have He hid the tree roots well, but at that time he thought that swallowing the soul and taking away the body would only happen in a moment, and he did not think about any precautions at all.

Yishijun's attack methods are becoming more and more versatile, but he has no patience. He will give up in as little as a quarter of an hour or more than an hour. Even so, Mu Xingqiu has to use the scorched roots of the trees to constantly strengthen the illusion in his mind. , in order to maintain the integrity of Niwan Palace.

After each attack failed, Mr. Yishi would change his attitude and hope to "discuss" with Mu Xingqiu. His tone became softer and softer, and in the end it was almost begging. He never thought that he could break Niwan Palace as long as he persevered.

Lord Yishi was an energetic wild horse, and it was extremely difficult to tame him. It took a full fifty days before Mu Xingqiu sent his voice to Niwan Palace to negotiate with Lord Yishi for the first time.

The negotiation process was simple and direct, and it was very short-lived. Mu Xingqiu wanted a way to delay the time, but Yishi Jun sternly refused, "That's my special skill, and it will never be passed on to others. Besides, you don't have all my memories." Well, look for it slowly.”

Zuo Liuying had seized Yishijun's memory and stored it in several orbs. Mu Xingqiu had never finished reading it, and now he had no time to check it out bit by bit.

He did not force too much, so Mr. Yishi felt confident, "Haha, you still need me. Without my illusion delay technique, you will never get the real one hundred years. Let me out, Mu Xingqiu , I can consider helping you.”

Mu Xingqiu is not that easy to deceive. He knows that unless his strength is equal to that of Lord Yishi, he can ensure safety. Otherwise, Lord Yishi, who has already become angry with him, will kill him as soon as he comes out. All the souls have no intention of underestimating the enemy. The demon is still difficult to deal with.

Mu Xingqiu practiced harder.

The golem began to grow fruit again, one fruit every seven days. In real time, it was one fruit per day. The fruit could not only satisfy hunger, but also help with cultivation, similar to Taoist elixirs. However, the golem is getting thinner and thinner as a result. Every time it produces a fist-sized fruit, it consumes dozens of times the amount of wood. Especially after the fruit has the effect of elixir, the consumption is even greater.

Mu Xingqiu also felt that the magic in the golem came from outside the Stop State, and the caster seemed to be able to guess his thoughts. When he was most hungry, the fruit could satisfy his hunger. When he was condensing the elixir, Yu Qingzheng's voice came from the golem. , when he needed the elixir support the most, the fruit had some magical effects.

But he couldn't think of anyone who would do this or who could do this. Yang Qingyin and Zuo Liuying didn't have this ability, and other high-level Taoist priests wouldn't be so kind. He could only concentrate on improving his inner alchemy and illusion skills. His strength was like a mountain or a building. , the higher you climb, the farther and clearer you can see.

After another hundred days in Zhizubang's illusion, Mu Xingqiu ushered in the first improvement of his inner alchemy realm in his life.

At the moment when he broke through to the Shanxia realm, Mu Xingqiu heard Yu Qingzheng's voice again, but this time, Qing Jie was not subdued, but jumped out to cause trouble.