Exorcism

When they woke up this morning, the residents inside and outside the imperial capital felt a little tired. Their bodies were fine, but their hearts lacked the enthusiasm and excitement of the previous days. They felt lost and even unwilling to get out of bed.

This feeling is neither strong nor unfamiliar. In the past, when they had done hard work for a day or encountered something unfortunate, a similar situation would happen early the next morning, so the residents forced themselves to go to the ground to get dressed. Pretending not to care in front of his family, he walked out of the room and looked at the Daotong Tower in the sky, fully expecting to find something there to fill the emptiness in his heart.

But they were disappointed. The Taoist Tower stood still, but its magical power was weakened a lot, unable to drive away the loss and depression in people's hearts.

The sky is also a little hazy, but this probably indicates an ordinary autumn rain.

Practitioners who came from all over the world discovered the abnormality earlier, especially those who took advantage of the silence of the night to do their practice exercises. Before dawn, they noticed that the progress of practice was gradually slowing down, and it seemed that it would return to the previous normal speed. Shortly after dawn, the premonition came true, and the practitioners flew to the Taoist Tower in groups to check the situation.

Only then did people notice that Zuo Liuying, who was standing motionless on the street, was still fighting with his ancestor.

Knowing the reason, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt that there was hope again. Of course the Patriarch would win, and he would win a great victory soon, so everything could return to normal.

Although the ancestor was born less than a month ago, Huang Jing already regarded his existence as "normal".

The battle between Zuo Liuying and Kun Chaos entered a more complex stalemate. Zuo Liuying was still in a completely weak position. More than half of the fifty-five spells blessed on that memory were lost, but he could not find any mana to supplement them. He hasn't been defeated yet, all because Kun Chaos is too arrogant.

Kun Chao came to the world in the form of a god and squandered the powerful power he possessed, maintaining various spells in an extremely large area. Among them, Daotong Tower enjoyed the most, followed by those inside and outside the Imperial Capital. As the distance increased, , the spells gradually decreased, but even in the most remote areas, he would occasionally send out a spell to let all living beings feel his presence.

This is not just to show off, but also to find the whereabouts of the demon seeds and demon souls.

Shen Cunyi did Zuo Liuying a big favor last night. He was a small figure in the Taoist tradition, but he created a small loophole that could affect the overall situation: his homesickness showed that Kun Chaos magic was weakening and could no longer control all the Taoist priests. He had it all in his hands, and the words he shouted at the door of the tavern alarmed the entire Taoist Tower.

The Taoist priests did not agree with Shen Cunyi's decision, but their moods were touched, and their hidden emotions gradually emerged. Those who were originally calm remained calm, but there were also many people who were doubtful, confused, and wary: Patriarch His appearance was too sudden, and he was a second-generation disciple from more than 100,000 years ago. Even for a Taoist priest, this was a strange thing that went against the principles of heaven and earth.

Kun Chaos could completely ignore these mood swings in the Taoist Tower, but he couldn't. He couldn't allow the slightest flaw in the perfect thing he created. More and more mana is left in the Taoist Tower to balance the various emotions that Taoist priests should not have. The number of mana enjoyed by Huangjing and other places has naturally decreased.

Zuo Liuying's pressure didn't ease much, but his fighting spirit was greatly stimulated. Finally, he roughly saw the boundaries of this fog: Kun Chaos's magic power was not endless or boundless, and he also had limits. Although he was against For Zuo Liuying and Mu Xingqiu, this limit is too far away, but they finally have a goal and are not as ignorant as before.

The entire imperial capital was looking forward to the Patriarch's quick victory, but the fight never ended. In the eyes of everyone's disappointment, Zuo Liuying persisted until after dark for the second time.

The people all went to bed, and the practitioners gradually retreated. Everyone thought that if they had a good sleep, maybe everything would be better in the morning.

But after opening their eyes again, what greeted Huangjing was not victory and joy, but panic and chills. They were like someone who had stripped off their cotton-padded clothes in a snowy winter, and shivered in the cold wind with only their single clothes. They miss their ancestor's magic very much, just like they long for stoves and sunshine. They used to live well without these things, but now they feel like they can't hold on without them.

From heaven to earth, the eyes looking at Zuo Liuying were filled with more and more hatred. If they were not afraid of offending the patriarch and the Taoist tradition, ordinary people would rush up and punch Zuo Liuying.

This whole day, the imperial capital was full of resentment. The residents on the ground did not want to do any work. The slightest thing could anger them, triggering large and small scoldings and even fist fights. The practitioners in the sky were not like What was so rule-abiding before, everyone wanted to fly higher, gradually turned into an uncompromising competition, but there were few battles. After all, this was the territory of the orthodoxy, and casual cultivators and talisman masters did not dare to make mistakes easily.

Even the Taoist Tower was not so stable. The third night had just arrived, and Taoist priests kept coming out of the tavern. Everyone glanced at Zuo Liuying at the street corner, and then jumped away. They were not defectors, most of them Most people returned to the tower before dawn, but they were free this night, and even Kun Chao didn't know where they had gone or what they had done.

Zhang Xiang'er was also one of the Taoist priests who left the pagoda. She came out relatively late, it was already late at night. She first walked up to Zuo Liuying, looked at him coldly for a while, and said, "It's okay for Shen Cunyi to go home. There is no future in staying in the Taoist tradition. From the moment he couldn't keep up with my spiritual progress, we parted ways. To me, spiritual practice is everything."

Zuo Liuying said nothing. He was concentrating on casting spells and did not want to do useless work. He knew his abilities and incompetence very well. Zhang Xiang'er was not Shen Cunyi, so he could not be persuaded by a few words.

Zhang Xiang'er flew away, her mood far less calm than her expression. She felt upset, but she couldn't explain the specific reason. She attributed this situation to the fact that she had not yet formed a Taoist heart and the influence of Zuo Liuying's magic.

She flew half a circle in the night sky of the Imperial Capital, and met several casual cultivators on the way. Before she could react, they had already moved away from them. The irritability in her heart did not decrease, but became more and more serious. Zhang Xiang'er flew towards the palace to seek advice from a mortal.

The talisman masters and casual cultivators in the palace did their duty and politely stopped Zhang Xiang'er. When they heard that she was going to see Queen Xun, they felt very embarrassed. It was late at night, who dared to go to the inner courtyard to disturb the Queen's sleep? Finally, a clever talisman master came up with a way. He asked the female Taoist priest to find Queen Xun's most trusted maid.

Zeng Fu didn't like living in the palace and had already moved back to the small courtyard near the palace. When Zhang Xiang'er fell into the courtyard, she was lying on the bed unable to fall asleep. She opened her eyes and silently counted.

"Aunt." Zhang Xiang'er called softly outside the door. When she was a child, she lived in the Princess Mansion and Shen's house in turns. She was very familiar with Zeng Fu and always called her aunt.

Zeng Fu immediately got out of bed and walked barefoot to open the door. When he saw Zhang Xiang'er, he smiled and said, "I thought you would never come to see me after becoming a Taoist priest."

Zhang Xiang'er smiled slightly. Without the battle between Zuo Liuying and the Patriarch, she would indeed not have come to see Zeng Fu or the princess. "Sorry, I disturbed your sleep."

"What a coincidence, I had insomnia today, ah, maybe I had a premonition that you would come tonight, come in quickly." Zeng Fu asked Zhang Xiang'er to go in and put on his shoes and clothes.

Neither of them was used to lighting a lamp, so they left the room so dark.

"Tell me, what's going on? Zuo Liuying was fighting with his ancestor, and everyone in the city was disturbed." Zeng Fu poured a glass of water in the dark. She didn't have a third eye, which she developed when she served Zuo Liuying. Got the habit of doing things in the dark.

"What they are fighting is illusion. The longer it lasts, the more spells will be cast, which may affect other people, but it will be over soon. The founder has actually been able to defeat Zuo Liuying a long time ago. He has always been merciful." Zhang Xiang'er didn't know the details of the fight and could only make some guesses.

Zeng Fu nodded, "Zuo Liuying is still so unpredictable. Didn't he come to declare war on behalf of Mu Xingqiu? Why do it yourself? This time, everyone can guess that he will definitely lose. Tomorrow Mu It's time for Xingqiu to come. I'm more optimistic about him. I just hope that he will be gentle and not destroy the entire imperial capital. Alas, major disasters have happened one after another in the past few years. I am looking forward to it now. If you can die as soon as possible, you can leave your affairs to those behind you. Xiang'er, what can you do? You still have to live for many more years."

After a long separation, Zeng Fu talked a bit too much. Zhang Xiang'er listened with a smile, and the irritability in her heart actually reduced a little, and she no longer mentioned the matter of meeting Queen Xun, "With the ancestor here, everything will only get better and better. You’ve seen the changes too.”

"Not only did I see it, I also felt it. My heart felt like it was filled with honey. Just walking a few steps made me feel very sweet."

"Look, this is the contribution of the ancestor."

"Queen Xun said, 'Whoever gives you something will have the right to take it away in the future. Things that are not obtained by one's own efforts will not be safe.'"

"She is a princess who was born to enjoy glory and wealth. Do you also say this?"

"Yes, natural glory and wealth are not reliable. If your parents are gone or don't like you, everything will be gone. Empress Xun can get to where she is today because of her own hard work, not her innate status."

Zhang Xiang'er smiled and said, "Aunt and the princess believe in Mu Xingqiu, right?"

"If you had seen what Mu Xingqiu did, you would also believe him. But it doesn't make any sense. The queen is also a mortal, and her power is too small compared to the Taoist priests. Who she believes in will not affect tomorrow's fight. We stand our ground. Just to retain the little dignity I have." Perhaps because he thought the tone was too harsh, Zeng Fu also smiled, "Mortals are weak and don't have much dignity. I just want to follow my own mood and don't want to be affected by magic. The Patriarch can make me feel happy all the time, but why is this joy? Xiang'er, your coming to see me brings more joy than the most powerful magic."

Zhang Xiang'er's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly understood why Shen Cunyi had to go home.

There was a rooster crowing outside, and Zeng Fu stretched out, "I have to cheer up. I'm going to watch Mu Xingqiu fight with the Patriarch later. Don't be as boring as Zuo Liuying's fight."