Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu had ascended to the realm of dining rosy light and could inhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like rays of light, but he was a little confused about the whole breakthrough process.

He had been trapped in love for a long time, and everything he saw, heard, and thought was fragrant. Whenever he couldn't control himself, he would always hear a sound, either deafening or astonishing. Mountains and flowing water, or soft whispers, can always attract his attention just right and pull him back a little from the tribulation of love.

It was this that made him feel trapped but not drowned, sad but not hurt. Although he could not completely escape from the emotional disaster, he was not hurt either. Instead, he unknowingly advanced to the realm of dining.

Based on Mu Xingqiu's understanding of cultivation, this was impossible, but it happened. Mu Xingqiu tried to cast the sixth-level illusion. It happened naturally, was very stable, and slightly weaker. It should be the first level of Dinxia. Only at the seventh level can the power of the sixth level illusion be fully unleashed.

There was another thing that made Mu Xingqiu feel very strange. At the last moment when he fell into love, he saw Yang Qingyin very clearly. As if in front of him, she looked different from the one in his memory. She was a little thinner, and her face was He was serious and worried, as if he was worried about something.

In fact, it was this scene that made Mu Xingqiu suddenly wake up, stop wandering in the past, and for the first time consider the possibility that the person who had been sending spells from outside Zhibu State was none other than Yang Qingyin. .

He was even more determined to leave Zhibu State.

The sacred tree is a good place to practice, but there is only one problem. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is too thin, which is barely acceptable for the inhaled Taoist priests. However, the dining rosy realm will obviously feel insufficient, and there will be a suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe in the air.

Mu Xingqiu had to leave here. Although the demon statue gave him a lot of help, he lacked the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and could not quickly improve his level.

Mu Xingqiu used Nianxinke's teleportation spell, but it almost led to a fatal mistake.

He calculated the distance to the remote peninsula based on his previous impressions, and felt that it would be safe to move to the edge of the island. Unexpectedly, after teleporting, he would be surrounded by blazing flames. If he hadn't reacted quickly and immediately performed another teleport, the Taoist robe would have definitely Burned.

Mu Xingqiu stopped on the sea and was surprised to find that the entire island had turned into a sea of ​​fire, leaving no trace of tranquility. The trees and villages were all burned to the ground.

The flames were still struggling to expand, fighting fiercely with the surrounding seawater, but no steam rose. The battle was quiet and clean, a bit like the Bingkui Mu Xingqiu had seen: calmly walking into the battlefield, no matter it was Killing or being killed, he didn't make a sound, even if only half of his body was left, he didn't make a cry.

The cross-sea bridge that Mu Xingqiu built before is gone, and the lonely island will burn itself to the ground.

He flew towards the opposite continent and saw from a distance that the former palace had disappeared, replaced by neat rows of small houses at the foot of the mountain. The houses were surrounded by farmland that had just been cultivated.

There are fewer flowers and trees, but more laughter and laughter. The demon slaves and people who moved here from the island seem to be living a very happy life. They don't care about the burning old home, nor do they care about being trapped in the Stop State.

Mu Xingqiu wants to visit his brother and then find a place to continue practicing. So far, the two have not really met each other.

Before he flew to land, Mu Xingqiu sensed that something was wrong. He was flying in the air and did not use the invisibility spell. Although he was not particularly conspicuous, he would not be ignored, but none of the residents in the illusion looked up.

He soon understood why. Zhibu State Fantasy Land had an extremely powerful restriction set up with the coast as its boundary. Mu Xingqiu could see and hear what was going on inside, but could not enter. As for the humans and monsters inside, The tribe couldn't see him at all, and probably couldn't see the burning island.

Mu Xingqiu could have strengthened his magic power and forced his way through, but he did not do so. The flames on the remote peninsula and the surrounding seawater all contained extremely powerful spells, which might cause damage to the illusion. Lord Yishi set up on the coastline Prohibition is the right thing to do.

He stopped at the edge of the restriction and looked into the illusory realm with his third eye.

Demon slaves and common people, humans and demons all live together without distinction. From the costumes, they can't tell the difference between overseers, soldiers and ministers. It seems that they don't even have a king, but they are very orderly. Obviously there is a leader among them. of. Mu Xingqiu quickly found the new leader of the Zhibu Kingdom Fantasy Land, who was the dozen or so members of the Lei tribe. This could be seen from the courtesy they received when walking around.

Erqiu - whose name is now Lei Chi - is also among them. He looks younger now that he has regained his soul. When he walks, his whole body seems to be exerting effort. His face is filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart, and he greets the residents. He was very enthusiastic and seemed a little embarrassed.

Mu Xingqiu also smiled. If Lei Chi looked like this when he first saw him, maybe he would have recognized his younger brother at that time.

Mu Xingqiu flew slowly, his eyes following his brother's whereabouts.

The Lei tribe resolved two disputes over land, separated a group of fighting children, and took them in a half circle towards the southern coast. Mu Xingqiu accelerated and flew over ahead of time.

On the beach, another group of children were practicing writing with tree branches. To Mu Xingqiu's surprise, the four adults serving as teachers turned out to be soul-changing masters. What the children were writing and scratching on the beach were talisman patterns.

The souls of the last four soul-changing masters were stuffed into four wooden magic weapons by Mu Xingqiu. The previous illusions of hundreds of thousands of years were made based on these woods, but in the new illusion, only the four of them did not have real magic weapons. Body. This was also the last time they changed souls. Mu Xingqiu completely trapped their souls in the wood and sealed the meridians of the four of them. They could still write talismans and sacrifice talismans, but they could only exert one to two percent of their power. .

The soul changers traveled thousands of miles from the imperial capital to sneak into Zhibu State in order to gain control of the world in the future. In the end, they became talisman teachers. This was definitely not their intention. Therefore, their faces were not very good-looking and they were quite strict with their students, but there was no They were beaten and scolded, and they were watched on the beach.

Mr. Tie sat on an ordinary piece of wood, holding a staff in both hands, facing the sky, listening to every move around him. He once claimed that he would never leave the island, but for some reason he still entered the illusion.

Mr. Tie is still talking about the greatness and salvation of the ancient gods, and predicts that they will be able to get out of the stagnant state sooner or later, so they must learn the art of talismans. "The outside world is very vast, but it is not peaceful. We must have the means to protect ourselves. The ancient gods Bless you, our suffering will finally end..."

Lei Chi was the one who listened most attentively. Mu Xingqiu stared at his brother for a while, then turned and flew away.

The new fantasyland occupies most of the territory of the continent of Zhibo. Only a small area in the north was separated and a separate fantasyland was built.

In this small illusion, the situation is very different. Hundreds of wood and stones that have begun to take shape are fighting each other. The fallen ones stand up and continue fighting after a while. Here, there is no real There is no real death in life, everything seems to be meaningless.

Mu Xingqiu quickly guessed Mr. Yishi's purpose of setting up a small illusion. He was really trying to create reality out of fiction, but there was no progress yet. Those wooden and stone dummies could only make reality out of fiction. And this still relies on the power of the charred tree roots.

Mu Xingqiu jumped into the sea, and as soon as he touched the water, he created a huge transparent shield, wrapped himself in it, and then sank to the bottom of the sea.

There is a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy in the sea water, which is probably enough even for a Taoist priest. He only needs to separate it from the unclean energy.

After a little arrangement, Mu Xingqiu did not start practicing immediately, but released Lord Yishi from Niwan Palace.

Mr. Yishi first turned into a crow, flew around for a short time, and then turned into an old man when he landed. He looked at Mu Xingqiu angrily. He thought of revenge before he knew where he was, but when he saw the charred tree root, he hesitated. .

"We can have a fight. The winner will be the master and the loser will be the slave."

"Hey, what state are you in now?" Mr. Yishi is a prisoner in Niwan Palace and knows nothing about what Mu Xingqiu has experienced.

"I just arrived at Dinxia. Illusion is on the sixth level."

Mr. Ishi made a simple calculation and said, "You are no match for me, but you can easily control the illusion with the tree root. This is unfair."

"Fighting is never fair. No one will abandon a powerful magical weapon."

Mr. Yishi snorted without making a sound. It was "his" magic weapon, but now it will never come back no matter what.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and said, "I have seen the illusion you set up. Thank you very much."

Mr. Yishi snorted again, "I just want to let your brothers and the others be my soldiers if I can leave Zhibo State."

"Thank you very much."

Mr. Yishi looked around and finally saw that this was under the sea. "What is your purpose of releasing me? Do you want me to help? You should have seen that it is impossible to make reality out of fiction."

"We still have time. I let you out first to thank you for setting up the illusion, and secondly to ask for advice on something."

Mr. Yishi's momentum gradually increased and he looked at Mu Xingqiu coldly, "You are a Taoist priest and I am the demon of all souls. What can I ask for advice? I have told you before that you can find the method of delaying by yourself. I won't tell you. ”

"It's my inner elixir." Mu Xingqiu had to seek help and guidance, even if the other party was a demon. "I caused a catastrophe when I broke through the realm, but I still successfully rose to the Dinxia realm. Have you heard that Such a thing?"

Mr. Yishi frowned and suddenly became interested, "This is impossible. You are a Taoist priest. You can either destroy the elixir or save the tribulation. It is impossible to do both."

"But this happened to me."

Lord Yishi strode forward without asking for permission. He stretched out his hand to grab Mu Xingqiu's left wrist and injected a weak demonic power. He soon showed a puzzled expression and uttered a series of "um", "eh" and "ah". "Sounds like this, and after about a quarter of an hour, he burst out laughing.

"Haha, that's it, that's it! Mu Xingqiu, from now on you can never say that you are a Taoist priest again, haha."