Xiang Haisheng hesitated for a moment. This was his first time since he became the Grandmaster of Qishan. He had never hesitated before whether it was the retirement of the Taoist throne, the birth of the ancestor, or the disaster of the five elements. When the ancestor made the hint of winning over, he felt it was natural and did not worry about abandoning the responsibilities of the Taoist priest at all.

This time he hesitated, and then he understood that the person casting the spell in the Great Light Mirror was Qin Lingshuang, the female Taoist who had a soul, had used the magical elixir technique in Duanliu City, and had practiced in the Frost Soul Sword for many years. She deliberately entered the Taoist throne treasure in order to seize it. He mistakenly placed the Great Light Mirror in the Unextinguished Furnace and gave her another treasure.

As for why Qin Lingshuang was able to remove the mark on the treasure, he didn't understand and was not prepared to think too much. After a moment of hesitation, he made a decision because he saw the "future" in a short time, so he believed that his choice was extremely correct.

Xiang Haisheng was bent down to check, but then he slowly straightened up. His movements were very natural. No one could tell what he was going to do. The Taoist priests all stared at him and waited for him to give the next order.

Xiang Haisheng took a step sideways and turned to Yang Yannian beside him, his mouth slightly opened, as if he was about to say something. Yang Yannian pricked up his ears and was about to follow the instructions. Since he lost his magic weapon in the middle of the night, his spirit has been reduced and he dared not compete with the Grandmaster of Qishan again.

To everyone's surprise, especially Yang Yannian, Xiang Haisheng didn't say a word, and casually stretched out his hand, took away the demon-suppressing bell, soared into the sky, breaking through the dense branches and leaves above his head, teleported and disappeared after leaving the magic circle.

This is not the first time that Yang Yannian has hesitated. There was once a disciple like Zuo Liuying. Any master would feel like hesitation. This time, the blow brought the greatest. Yang Yannian was betrayed. When he was unprepared, Xiang Haisheng snatched the treasure and threw it into everyone and ran away.

The mark on the Demon-Suppressing Bell has been cleared, and Yang Yannian took off again before he had time to bless him.

"Bastard!" Yang Yannian shouted, and it also soared into the sky. Then teleported away, but he did not chase Xiang Haisheng, but ran away in the other direction, without having to look at the Big Bright Mirror. He knew that imitating Xiang Haisheng's approach was the only correct choice.

The remaining Taoist priests were stunned. Dai Zhen glanced into the furnace and roughly understood what was going on. He hesitated for a moment and made another choice. He ordered the Taoist priest on the edge of the Lin Hall: "What are you doing when you stand there? Continue to cast spells!"

The Taoists were in a state of no leader. Dai Zhen ordered everyone to cast spells immediately, but they were a little absent-minded. Xiang Haisheng's escape and Yang Yannian's "bastard" made them extremely uneasy. The light ball in the air flashed and the spell was still not cast.

"The Dao Fire is not extinguished, the Dao Fire is not extinguished!" Dai Zhen shouted loudly, jumping to the front of the non-extinguishing furnace. He patted his left hand, and a buzzing sound, and heat came out of his palm. He paused for a moment before he took back his left hand, took the sword washing pond, and patted his right hand again. He reversed the situation, slapped while circling, and soon his arms turned red.

The Taoist priests around finally regained their faith and began to concentrate on casting spells.

The "pupil" of the light ball blinked seriously. Mu Xingqiu was awake and raised the Patriarch Tower in his hand, met the invisible spell, and instantly wrote a talisman. The spiral of the tower shone brightly, and when the light disappeared, the spell that attacked was also defeated.

The Taoists were still trying to cast spells, but they could no longer hit the target. Mu Xingqiu just waved his arm and did not make the talisman. The ancestor tower wrote out the talisman on the coming spell and quickly resolved it.

After five moves, the few confidences in the Taoist priests dissipated again. At least ten people turned around and fled into the woods at the same time. The remaining people were even more panicked, and one of them shouted in a trembling voice: "Master Dai..."

Dai Zhen was still slapping the furnace but not extinguished. He had already circled around for half a circle and ordered sternly: "Don't retreat, the Taoist priest is ready to die, and must get rid of the demon soul. It is all that woman who is stumbled, as long as the furnace is not extinguished and refined..."

Before he finished speaking, Dai Zhen's left arm burned. With his strength, he shouldn't have been like this, but the furnace changed. The fire of the Taiyin surged out, just a small piece, which was enough to ignite a Taoist priest in the subjugation.

The Taoist priests ran away a few more people, and the remaining dozen flew to the front of the furnace. Some slapped the furnace body and some helped Dai Zhen extinguish the fire.

"The demon soul must be removed..." Dai Zhen waved his burning left arm, pushed away the Taoist priest who came to help, and slapped the fire body, but the one who rushed over was the sword washing pool in his right hand.

The sword washing pool did not hit the fire, but rotated around it at a rapid speed. A water column as thick as an arm surged out of the basin, swaying like a whirlwind, forcing the Taoist priests to retreat step by step. Only Dai Zhen was still unconvinced and grabbed the water column with both hands. As soon as it touched it, it was knocked away, knocked down several trees, and fell into the woods.

The other Taoist priests were no longer interested in fighting, so they turned around and ran into the woodland, and even forgot to fly.

After seven circles, the sword-washing pool fell to the ground, with a loud bang, and the copper basin turned into a lake. The water surface was calm and occupied most of the tree hall. Mu Xingqiu, who was standing on the edge, only half of his feet was left on the shore.

Some Taoist priests did not escape far away and hid in the forest to watch. When they saw the sword-washing pool turning into a lake, they slowly walked out again, with a look of awe on their faces.

With the second loud bang, a three-meter-square stone platform appeared in the middle of the sword-washing pool, five feet above the water, like a small island, or a pavilion that had not yet been built.

The third loud bang, and a corner of the platform suddenly appeared in an unstoppable furnace, one meter high, and the fire in the furnace was huge. Although no heat was transmitted, it could shock those who saw it.

With the fourth loud bang, a large seven-foot-high light mirror grew in the middle of the platform. In an instant, the entire South China Sea forest was filled with soft light like the setting sun, exactly the same as Zhaoshan in the past. After a moment, the female Taoist priest walked out of the mirror.

More than a dozen Taoist priests who had not escaped walked slowly and stood on the shore of the sword-washing pool. Two of them were holding Dai Zhen. The flames on Grandmaster Hongshan's left arm had been extinguished and had become as charred as dead wood.

Qin Lingshuang stretched out her hands, took the light from Mu Donger's eyes, and stroked it lightly for a few seconds. The red and white light disappeared. Mu Donger continued to sleep. Mu Xingqiu woke up and looked at the woman on the stone platform in surprise through the water.

Qin Lingshuang continued to cast spells, and the thirty-three trees around him rattled. After a moment, the thirty-three Nascent Souls jumped out of the tree hole, jumped into the pool water, floated on their backs, and slowly rotated around the instant platform. Although they did not wake up, the painful expression on their faces gradually disappeared.

Dai Zhen held his breath and slowly straightened his weak body. He asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"I am Qin Lingshuang, a disciple of Pangshan."

"How...how did you control the treasure of Taoism?" Dai Zhen knew that this question was stupid. The other party was the enemy and had just fought a life-and-death battle, so there was no need to explain his doubts. But he couldn't help it.

The nine treasures are powerful and used as Yunshan. You must first have the power to match it to realize your potential. The Taoist priest of Xingluo is forced to use. The master who serves the Sun Rain is not easy to use. He can only control one piece freely. If one more piece will be weak, he will be unable to match it. Three pieces in hand, and each piece becomes weaker, which is better than one piece alone.

Qin Lingshuang was clearly trapped in the big mirror of light. Not only did she escape, she also seized four treasures, changing with her will, without any urgency. Dai Zhen's doubts about this even overwhelmed the pain in her arm and the fear of defeat.

"Do you want to know the reason?" Qin Lingshuang asked.

"Of course." The reason why Dai Zhen risked his life to stay was that he hoped to die and understand.

"Explanation takes time. The longer the practice of Taoist Dharma, the longer the explanation will take. Can you wait?"

Dai Zhen glanced at the charred left arm, then at Mu Dong'er in Mu Xingqiu's arms, and said nothing for a while.

Qin Lingshuang raised his right arm, gently stroked his fingers in the air, and a drop of water jumped out of the sword-washing pool, and then a small ball of fire flew out of the furnace without extinguishing it. Water, fire, and mirrors connected into a line. A light flashed in the mirror, and the water droplets and fireballs jumped, and a muffled sound came from the Taichung in an instant.

Dai Zhenru was hit hard. Her face suddenly changed, and even sweat oozed out of her forehead. This was the first time since it condensed into the inner alchemy. He finally made a decision, a completely different decision from the other two masters. "I can wait."

"I want to stay in the Nanhai Forest for a while," said Qin Lingshuang.

"Xiang Haisheng, Yang Yannian fled, I am a defeated general under my command. This Nanhai Forest belongs to Taoist Qin." Dai Zhen paused and reached out to hold his injured left arm. "Please allow me to stay and guard the forest for Taoist Qin to avoid disturbing me."

More than a dozen young Taoist priests around Dai Zhen looked at him blankly. They were willing to stay because Master Dai still had some legacy of Taoism, especially when the two masters escaped, he was the only one who rushed forward and patted the stove without hesitation. Unexpectedly, he surrendered to the enemy in a blink of an eye, and even showed a hint of flattery.

Qin Lingshuang gave Dai Zhen the etiquette of Taoism, "I can't ask for it."

Dai Zhen returned the favor and turned to other Taoist priests, "I once described a future to you, but this future has been shaken. There are finally some things in this world that the Taoist priests who are submissive to Rimang cannot expect. If you are willing to stay - let me describe an uncertain future to you again, and then work hard to be Taoist priests together."

The Taoists did not say anything, but no one objected.

Dai Zhen bowed to the child floating in the pool water, looked up and said to Qin Lingshuang: "The Yuanying is the reincarnation of the Taoist priest. The ancestor hopes to gather the souls into one and refine the third immortal soul beyond the demon soul and the soul. This requires at least thirty-three Yuanying, so..."

Therefore, it is best not to stay with the thirty-three Nascent Souls. Dai Zhen didn't say anything anymore, turned around and led the Taoist priests into the woodland, and really went to perform the guard position.

Mu Xingqiu didn't remember Dai Zhen, so he was not particularly surprised. He kept silent and stared at Qin Lingshuang across the water. He was a little puzzled. Dai Zhen was a master of the Sun Rain Realm. Why couldn't see such a simple spell? Why did Qin Lingshuang use "long time" to explain it?

"You understand everything they don't understand." Qin Lingshuang said that the spells of the two of them were almost the same, just one was conscious and the other was unconscious.

"You absorbed the magic power of the big mirror of light and the non-extinguishing furnace." Mu Xingqiu understood of course, "You and me..."

"You have collected many methods, and I have integrated them into new realms and passed them on to you. These are all things in the past."

"I'm not as good as you." Mu Xingqiu couldn't absorb so much magic power.

"You have walked another road, it's hard to say who is better." Qin Lingshuang stretched out her hands and said, "Give him to me."

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but hug Mu Dong'er tighter, but Qin Lingshuang continued to say, "Treatment is not a battle, it's not enough to rely on magic power alone. He has not escaped from danger yet. I will protect him. You have to find the other four Taoist treasures."

Qin Lingshuang held the sword washing pool, instant platform, the furnace and the large light mirror, Mu Xingqiu held the Patriarch Tower, Xiang Haisheng snatched the Demon Suppressing Bell, the Si Ming Cauldron, the Zhenqi Tower, and the Three Treasures of the Demon Cave.

(I'm very sorry, I'm hurrying up, there's still not enough time, and I have to be busy at night. I can only post one chapter today and return to normal tomorrow. I'm very sorry.) (To be continued.)

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