The magic of the Shintoshi came too quickly, and the white birds and red dragons arrived at the same time. Even if Mu Xingqiu had a hundred fingers, he had no time to write talismans on it. The two magic beasts hit the target at the same time and collided with each other, causing a big explosion of shaking the earth. Smoke and dust filled the sky, rocks rolled down, and the pool water capsized. I don’t know how many small fish and shrimps were affected.

The wandering cultivators had to retreat again and get further and further away from the battlefield.

Di Yuanfu and Shi Geng did not look at each other, and at the same time, they snorted lightly. The two said they were joining forces and were still on guard. Their reaction was that they did not distinguish between the primary and secondary, and they each showed their power.

The two of them were only a hundred steps away from the foot of the mountain. The smoke and dust quickly spread over, surrounding them, but they were no more than half an inch of the restriction and were unable to enter within ten steps. They had to go in disappointment and continue to rush forward.

The two gods were more than twenty steps apart, and a stream of smoke and dust rushed by in the middle. For Tianmu, this was a barrier as thin as a veil. They could see each other clearly: the demon bones in Shi Gen's chest were pounding regularly, Di Yuanfu's palms grasped on the neck of the Nascent Soul, tighter and tighter. The Nascent Soul's face turned red, his hands and feet were dancing, and a fire was held in his chest, but he was bound by magic and could not be released.

This will be a life-and-death attack. At this distance, it is impossible to avoid. The two of them not only have to compare whose offensive power is stronger, but also have to be more tenacious than defense. The biased attack or defensive is all in one thought. If there is a slight mistake, both sides will be injured or even die.

No one planned to give in and retreat. They lost the heart of the Taoist priests and the responsibilities of the Taoist priests. Only arrogance has always been with them, which is more deeply rooted than before.

"Wait." Shi Gen's strength was indeed a little stronger than Di Yuanfu, and he first discovered the abnormality, "Is Luoyue Mountain made of mud? There is too much smoke and dust."

Di Yuanfu turned his eyes and glanced at it. The smoke and dust were indeed a little strange. Although it was inspired by the magic of the Shen Taoist priest, it was surging layer by layer, and it continued to flow. Instead, it became stronger and stronger. I looked a little further away. Even the sky eyes felt hazy.

Di Yuanfu was shocked and was about to speak, but Shi Gen, who was more than twenty steps away, took the initiative to cast the spell.

A red and black ball of light hit his face, and Di Yuanfu was disheartened for a moment. He was defeated just a little later, but he still activated the jade ring in his left hand, and the trapped beast was still fighting. Even if he couldn't hit the opponent, he couldn't just wait to die.

What happened next was beyond the expectations of both of them. The red and black light ball should arrive soon, but it slowed down when it passed through the smoke and dust in the middle. However, after the blink of an eye, it was a life-saving moment for Di Yuanfu. He could finally issue a spell, set a level of prohibition for himself, and at the same time force forced the Nascent Soul to spit out flames.

The flames also slowed down when they passed by the smoke and dust, and then passed by Shi Gen's spell. The two spells each collided with the hostile ban. The crackling sounded, and there were more Mars in the smoke and dust in the sky.

The prohibition was quickly broken, and the offensive spell was weakened. Next, the two Taoists had to use their bodies to take over the opponent's offensive, whether to win or lose, whether to live or die, all of them were here to take over.

Unexpectedly, these two spells were so weak that they were rubbing forward weakly without any murderous aura. The two Taoists thought it was the other party's trick at first. They did not dare to be careless. It was not until the smoke and dust outside rushed into the restriction in front of the spell and rushed into the face that they realized that there was indeed a "trick". The culprit was another person.

"Ma Yao!"

"He is not dead yet!"

"It's all you useless!"

"You interfered with my spell!"

While arguing, the two cast spells to disperse the smoke. While guarding each other, they also had to look for the traces of the horse demon. They couldn't help but feel a little nervous and didn't do anything well. It took a while for the smoke to disappear and see Qingming again.

The wild grass is lush and the lonely peaks are standing. The scattered cultivators have escaped more than ten miles away, and the horse demon is still missing.

The two looked at each other for a while, and at the same time they let out a sarcastic sneer.

"Di's first master is good at magic and can turn the Nascent Soul into a stubborn stone."

Di Yuanfu glanced at him, his face turned red, and the Nascent Soul that he was holding tightly with his left hand turned into a feldstone. He was also a Taoist priest with great magic power. He didn't feel at all when the things in his hand were replaced.

The best way to get rid of embarrassment is to make the other party a joke. Di Yuanfu suppressed the shame and anger in his heart, threw away the feldstone, and said coldly: "The stone head is not bad, the magic bone turns into a wood, which is admirable."

Shi Geng also glanced at him and found that the demon bones protected by his heart had been replaced with a dead tree bark. He was furious, but laughed out loud, "Fellow Daoist, we are so fooled by a horse demon. What kind of face do you and me have to walk around the world from now on? Let's find a secluded place to be self-destructed."

"I will do whatever I want to commit suicide, but I will not accompany you. The horse demon uses a trick of slut. If it weren't for your restraint, I'd already killed him. He couldn't run far, and even if he searched all over the world, I would still find him."

"Okay! We will be brave after knowing shame. We will suffer a secret loss for a moment. No matter where the Ma Yao comes from or what kind of backing we have, we will have to find our face back."

"We?" Di Yuanfu looked at Shi Gen with contempt.

Shi Geng smiled on his face, "Fellow Daoist, don't you really think that Ma Yao himself can take away the Nascent Soul and Demonic Bone from your and my nose, right?"

Di Yuan's expression changed slightly, "Are you saying someone helping him? Is Xingshan Grandmaster Zhao Chuye?"

"Hey, Ma Yao's words are not trustworthy, but he must have a backer behind him, maybe he is nearby." Shi Geng looked around and said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Di, you must either stay away from right and wrong and not ask about the world, or you must be brave and diligent and never retreat. It is impossible to succeed if you want to fight for the Nascent Soul or fight alone."

"Then I don't need to join forces with you." Di Yuanfu did not hide his disgust in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Di, do you think it is easy to find a backer by one person or two? The chaos in the world will not last long. Zuo Liuying convened a meeting of Nascent Soul, indicating that the ancestor is about to come out again to create a new Taoist throne. People like us may find it difficult to enter the ancestor's eye. They have to stick to other strong people and start quickly, otherwise they will not even have the qualifications."

Di Yuanfu contempts Shi Gen even more, but he has to admit that what he said makes sense and pondered for a moment, "Do you have a way?"

"The two Shinto-chan combined, and there are ways everywhere."

"We must first solve the problem of that horse demon. I don't care who the backer behind him is. I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge."

"Okay!" Shi Geng praised, "With the Nascent Soul as a gift for meeting, there will be more ways to open to us."

The two of them gave each other a ritual of Taoism and called each other "Fellow Taoism", which was considered to have given up their past grudges. However, their impressions did not change. One felt that the other was vulgar and shameless, while the other secretly laughed at the other's stupidity and could be deceived.

Di Yuan summoned the nearby wandering cultivators and ordered them to find out the whereabouts of Ma Yao within one day.

Mu Xingqiu did not escape too far. Longbin knew that the talisman lacked teleportation technique, and the flying technique was not hidden and fast. He used the talisman to perform earth escape three times. At this moment, he was sitting by the river forty miles away, looking at each other with the Nascent Soul in black.

The talisman restrictions are relatively weak. They are easy to attract the attention of the enemy. Mu Xingqiu simply does not use it and only uses plants to cover his body. If the two Taoist priests are raised to a high altitude and watch carefully, they can see him and the Nascent Soul.

"What's your name?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

The Nascent Soul did not say anything. His appearance was no different from a two-year-old child. He was just a little thin. The most obvious feature was not the red mark on his forehead, but his eyes, which were too precocious. It showed the scrutiny and alert that only adults could have.

"Can you speak?" Mu Xingqiu asked again.

The Nascent Soul opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Do you recognize me? I have lost too many memories and can't remember anything from the past." Mu Xingqiu always felt that there was something familiar in the other person's eyes.

I don’t know if the Yuanying understood it, his eyes seemed a little confused, but then he spit out a ball of fire at Mu Xingqiu.

Without the help of the Shintoshi's magic, the flames of the Nascent Soul were fierce, but they were not exquisite enough. Mu Xingqiu grabbed the flames with his right hand and put them in his hand. After a while, he spread his palms and showed a red bead.

"Maybe you have forgotten many things like me, and even your former body." Mu Xingqiu used the technique of sucking magic to condense the spells in the flames into a bead. But it couldn't last long, and the magic power in the beads had to be released as soon as possible. He pointed at the beads with his left hand and wrote eleven talismans in succession.

The beads burned, the fire was not big, and the plants and trees around them grew rapidly. Groups of bright butterflies flew out of the grass, all of which were ordinary small spells. Mu Xingqiu used them to consume external mana.

The Nascent Soul showed a clear look of surprise.

"If these magic powers are used to write rain begging talismans, they can write at least fifty pieces, which is enough for a family of five to use for three or five years. Unfortunately, I don't have ready-made talisman paper in my hand." Mu Xingqiu stood up, the spell might attract attention, and he had to leave.

He threw the burning fire beads in his hand on the dead wood he had just sat on. The wood was not lit, but moved squirming, shook off all his debris, climbed onto the surface of the river, and turned into a small boat.

The power of talismans is not as powerful as that of Taoist magic. If Mu Xingqiu had not possessed the physique and blood of the Moon Rain Realm, no matter how fast or good the talismans he wrote were, he would not be a match for the Taoist priests who were obsessed with the gods. However, Longbin developed an extremely large number of auxiliary talismans that can be used in all aspects of daily life. Most of the more than 2,000 talismans taught by Fu Lin belong to this category.

Mu Xingqiu likes these little spells very much.

The Nascent Soul was not very interested. What he cared about was that the other party could catch his flames with empty hands.

He spit out another ball of fire from his mouth.

Mu Xingqiu raised his hand to catch it, "Don't play anymore, this will cause trouble."

The Nascent Soul spit out another ball of fire, and Mu Xingqiu caught it with his left hand, "It seems that no one teaches you to be obedient."

The Yuanying spit out four balls of flames in succession. Mu Xingqiu had three fire beads in his hands, and he was almost unable to hold them. He said sternly: "Do you want me to write a few talismans on you?"

Yuanying pointed at the fire bead in his hand and wanted to come back.

Mu Xingqiu thought about it and threw one to him.

The Yuanying took the fire beads and looked carefully, stretched out his hand, and asked for the remaining fire beads.

Mu Xingqiu jumped onto the boat and waited for the Nascent Soul to follow him before saying to him: "I can only give you one first, and then give you a second one after this one disappears."

The fire bead can last for a quarter of an hour, and Mu Xingqiu hopes that the Nascent Soul will get tired of playing.

The Nascent Soul probably understood his words and threw them back. The fire bead turned into a long flame, pushing the man and the boat out like an arrow, and rushed out more than a mile. Then he looked up at Mu Xingqiu, and there was a smile on his face. This was probably the first time he felt the joy of the game since he was born.

Mu Xingqiu kept his promise and gave him a second fire bead.

After six fire beads were used up, the boat sailed seven or eight miles away. Mu Xingqiu looked towards the direction of Laoyue Mountain, believing that their whereabouts had been leaked. "Since you don't have a name, I'll give you one... It's really troublesome. Just take Jiang as your surname and Huo as your name. From now on, you know?"

The Yuanying was still not satisfied, and licked her lips, as if she was still trying to spit out fire, but Mu Xingqiu had already seen the figure of the scattered cultivator in the morning light.

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