Exorcism

Many past events came to Shen Jiyi's mind. He is a descendant of the Shen family and is naturally superior to others, but this does not mean much. He has lived in Yashan since he was a child, and almost all of his friends around him are Taoist disciples. Who can he show his so-called superiority to others? All he felt was heavy restraint.

Being a disciple of Taoism comes with a price. When they can't speak, they can feel the earnest eyes of their parents. It is a kind of expectation, telling the infants: You are different, don't let down what Taoism has given you. With your talents, every move you make must meet the standards of the Taoist sect.

Shen Jiyi grew up in such an environment. He was not a genius, but he could be said to be outstanding. Every time he heard that a Taoist disciple was possessed by demons, he would sympathize with the plight of these people, and then quickly cut off this sympathy.

He considers himself a staunch defender of the orthodoxy, so he dislikes Yang Qingyin's various nonsense, but as long as it is good for the orthodoxy to get married and have children, he will never refuse, and even has a noble sense of sacrifice: he will do anything for the sake of the orthodoxy. Without hesitation, he suppressed his disgust for Taoist scum like Yang Qingyin.

He never expected that Yang Qingyin would be stubborn to the end, let alone that she would not be punished by the orthodox!

The past faded away. Shen Jiyi was not a sentimental person. He just needed a little indignation to inspire all the power in his body. "Do you feel it? Lan Qizhang, Zhibu Bang is nearby."

Lan Qizhang couldn't feel anything. He struggled for the last time in his heart: should he follow Zuo Liuying and Long Mo's plan and immediately use the Pill-Breaking Technique, or should he quietly watch and watch Shen Jiyi walk towards the arrangement between Dao Tong and Demon Seed? A good ending?

"Zhibu Bang is not on the sea at all. No, it is anywhere, but it can be summoned by magic. Look, it was summoned by me, and it is right next to me..."

Shen Jiyi's left hand was still holding Lan Qizhang's throat tightly, but his eyes were confused and scattered. He didn't know where he was looking, "The Tao Demon wants me to strengthen Zhibu Bang's restrictions. At this moment, all kinds of thoughts are in my mind." There were ups and downs in my mind, haha, they were anxious, but it was too late to send out the right person - they were all wrong. I was once willing to be a chess piece, but what did I get? 6̾̾I won’t do it anymore. Chess piece, I want to be myself, I want to break the ban on the state!"

Lan Qizhang looked at the crazy man in front of him with some pity, and wanted to point out the truth, but he knew it was of no use at all. Shen Jiyi would not believe his words at all.

Everyone and every demon walks on the path that has been arranged consciously or unconsciously, and no one can get rid of it, because this is also their voluntary choice. Lan Qizhang had an epiphany in his heart: Zuo Liuying and Long Mo can lead him to This step was because he had an obsession with the art of breaking pills in his heart. He had to do this. Others just chose the time and place for him.

A picture appeared in Lan Qizhang's mind: the earth was made of cloth, and several giant brushes were smearing on the ground. They all wanted to paint their own scenes, and they all wanted to stop the movements of other brushes and cover the existing colors. The giant brushes used The paints are countless humans and monsters, including Taoist priests, and the colors are brighter.

Although it was difficult to breathe, he still laughed. There was no need to worry about the interests of Taoism. Zuo Liuying and Long Mo were the two smaller ones among those giant brushes. The scene they painted would soon be erased by other giant brushes. .

There is only one thing he should worry about: whether he is really ready to break the pill, or whether he will fail like last time.

Shen Jiyi misunderstood the laughter and said sternly: "Do you think I can't break the ban on Zhibu State? It's very simple. I want to go against the spells taught to me by the Taoism and the Demon Seed..."

Lan Qizhang closed his eyes. He didn't want to listen to Shen Jiyi's nagging, nor did he want to make any explanations. He wanted the lake of mind to completely calm down, without a trace of ripples, and only one thought reflected in the entire lake.

Broken Dan.

The process was unexpectedly easy and smooth. There was a tiny spot of light in the center of the lake. It slowly expanded. It turned out to be the inner alchemy. It kept expanding, and the speed gradually accelerated, so that the color of the lake changed. Light yellow, but the lake is still calm...

A cloud of black smoke broke into the lake of mind. It suddenly looked like a big dog, and suddenly turned into the appearance of Shen Jiyi. The black smoke was furious and rushed left and right in the lake, trying to prevent the expansion of the inner alchemy.

Lan Qizhang had a premonition that the lake of his mind was about to fluctuate. At this time, two more puffs of smoke broke in and quickly transformed into human forms. One was Zuo Liuying and the other was Long Mo, each holding one end of a bamboo stick.

Lan Qizhang, who was in a peaceful state of mind, reacted faster than ever and immediately understood what was going on. Zuo Liuying was too weak and could only enter the lake of others' minds with the help of the dragon demon.

But why did the two of them come in? When did Zuo Liuying arrive? Ranch Chapter still has questions.

This was the lake of his state of mind. Questions came out immediately and were answered. Zuo Liuying and Long Mo rushed towards the furious Shen Jiyi, and at the same time they were talking. They didn't speak, but their voices were very loud.

The dragon demon was the first to speak.

"The meaning of my existence is to break the Demon Pulling Cave, but I have no skills left. The Taoist priests are weakening, but the strength of the Taoist treasure is increasing. The Demon Pulling Cave is no longer what the descendants of Nian Xin Ke imagined tens of thousands of years ago. I simply can't. Can't break it."

"My mission is doomed to fail, but I can't give up, so there is only one choice before me."

Death, Lan Qizhang could understand Dragon Demon's choice more than ever. Because he was doing the same thing, he was not surprised at all, but a picture in his mind changed: Dragon Demon was no longer a giant. One of the pens, but the same paint as him.

"But I don't want to die in vain." The dragon demon grabbed Shen Jiyi with his other hand, "I want to save someone. We have common memories and common emotions. Perhaps, my desire to save him is more intense than breaking through. The magic cave is even more urgent. This is the fate of true illusion. I can speak, move, and think, but the successors of Nian Xin Ke did not give me real autonomy. True illusion is always attached to a certain thought, either this one or that one... …”

"Mu Xingqiu." These three words flashed through Lan Qizhang's mind. The dragon demon obviously heard it, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The dragon demon got into the black smoke and merged with Shen Jiyi.

Zuo Liuying's words were very brief: "It's time."

Then he also entered Shen Jiyi's body.

Lan Qizhang suddenly understood everything. It turned out that Zuo Liuying was not a giant pen. He was more like a ball of out-of-control paint, flowing freely to create a random work.

Lan Qizhang's lake of mind would no longer fluctuate. The pale yellow inner alchemy suddenly grew stronger, even protruding from the limits of the lake, forming a flood that enveloped the black smoke in the shape of Shen Jiyi, and then rose into the sky.

The lake of mind suddenly disappeared, and there was darkness in front of him, pure darkness, quiet darkness. Lan Qizhang knew that he could start to recall the past. He had seven days to relive his life, and six more days to wander in the fragments of memory. .

He let out a small laugh as the memory began.

When the strong light burst out from the land, Yang Qingyin and others on Zhenmo Island were cleaning up the mess. The new flying dragon ship was sailing nearby, and the crew was getting more and more handy.

The light was so bright that all eyes could not help but avoid it.

Under the control of Lao Chong, the flying dragon boat suddenly jumped to the northeast corner of the Zhenmo Island to block any possible attack.

Bald Man was guarding Yang Qingyin, while the casual cultivators rose into the sky, all ready for battle.

After a moment, the strong light weakened and gradually disappeared. Yang Qingyin looked at the mainland in shock. Although they were far apart, she recognized this light, "The art of breaking pills, this is the art of breaking pills."

"Lan Qizhang...really broke the pill?" Bald Man didn't believe it, "Why did he break the pill? We obviously won the battle, and there was the Dragon Demon. Oh my God, the Dragon Demon was with him. If she Dead, Mu Donger..."

Baldy rushed to the northeast, with Feifei following closely behind. Yang Qingyin couldn't call him back at all. He was about to ask Xiao Hao to help, but he saw her staring blankly at the other end of the island.

Zuo Liuying was sitting on a rock with a straw hat on his head, covering half of his face. He was the only person who was indifferent to the bright light.

Flea stood next to Zuo Liuying, sniffing around gently, then suddenly raised his head and let out a whine.

The Qilin's wail is rare in the world, like a deep dragon's roar, hitting the heart directly. Everyone, regardless of the human race or the demon race, feels a shock in their hearts, and then feels sad.

"Zuo Liuying..." Yang Qingyin couldn't believe her eyes. Since the destruction of Pangshan Ancestor Peak, she, like many people, looked at Mu Xingqiu when she was acting, and always thought of Zuo Liuying when she was confused. But now, these two people are no longer here.

There was no sadness on Xiao Hao's face, just a little serious. She walked up to Zuo Liuying, took off his straw hat, and stared at that handsome face for a while, "Actually, you gave up practicing a long time ago. Because you know that there is no point in retraining, and you will not be able to break through the realm of concentration no matter what."

She laughed and said, "Just say it clearly if you don't want to be associated with me. Are you afraid of this?"

She turned to look at Yang Qingyin, the smile on her face quickly disappeared, and two tears flowed from her eyes, "I know what it feels like to lose and miss, and it doesn't feel good at all."

Yang Qingyin quickly ran over and hugged Xiaohao gently, "Why did he do this? What did the dragon demon say to him?"

Xiao Hao burst into tears and smiled, "That's not important. Zuo Liuying knows what he is doing. He doesn't want to tell us because he hopes that we don't know anything and that we no longer have any reliance on him."

Xiaohao picked up the bamboo stick and said, "Let's go, Yang Qingyin, don't stay on the island. You are hoping that Mu Xingqiu will come out. That is also a kind of dependence. You should give it up."

"Where to go? The Holy Talisman Dynasty?" Yang Qingyin didn't want to leave. Demon Suppressing Island was her only connection with Mu Xingqiu. Leaving here felt like a kind of abandonment and betrayal.

"I will speak when it is time to speak." Xiaohao held the bamboo stick, put the straw hat on her head, and imitated Zuo Liuying to say such a sentence.