Mu Xingqiu was exhausted. The most exhausting thing was not writing talismans, but how to arrange more and more talismans. They were like a group of new recruits who had just been summoned into the military camp. They all had abilities and were full of desire for battle. However, because they were too enthusiastic, it was difficult to condense into a strong whole. They did not know how to obey orders, stick to their posts and cooperate with each other. From time to time, bold new recruits would sneak out just to find the enemy, but they would never return.

The more talismans written into the Ancestor Tower, the more difficult it is to control it. Every time the light surges into the sky, it means dozens of talismans are launched in advance. Mu Xingqiu had to write them again, and a batch of new talismans were added to limit them.

In this way, Mu Xingqiu wrote nearly 15,000 talismans over the past few months and lost at least 3,000 talismans.

He has to take a break.

There was still a frozen scene outside the window, but there was a hint of warmth in the air, hiding like a man and a woman. Mu Xingqiu stood for a while, took a few deep breaths, and said in surprise: "When did Dong'er arrive?"

The three-story Qiqi Tower stands not far away, and Mu Dong'er's small figure walks around. Inside and outside the building are his children's army, as well as some beast masters, casual cultivators and talisman masters.

"It's been several days since you've been writing talismans and don't know anything." Yang Qingyin said behind him that she was responsible for making talismans and ink materials. During this period, she has not left the Patriarch Tower for a half-step, but she can always rest for a while, not as devoted as Mu Xingqiu.

"Oh my God, what day is today?"

"On May 18th, Dong'er will fight against Yi Shijun later, and then Qin Lingshuang will compete with Zuo Liuying at the end of this month."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned for a while, "Qin Lingshuang and Zuo Liuying must use a fighting method to assign tasks: the loser stays to close the world channel, and the winner goes to challenge Kun Dun."

Yang Qingyin was also stunned. Unexpectedly, Mu Xingqiu came to the conclusion so quickly, and then she frowned and said, "Do you only care about the two of them, don't you care about Dong'er's fighting?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled and said, "You are here."

Yang Qingyin bowed her lips, "It should be a little bit of trouble for Dong'er. He is too arrogant now. He doesn't even take Kun Dun seriously. He yells to fight with Zuo Liuying every day. He is still so young..."

"He is actually not small."

Mu Donger's figure and appearance are no different from a five-year-old child, and his behavior is also full of immature behavior, but his real age is actually in his teens.

Yang Qingyin's expression turned dark, she often ignored this matter. "If everything is normal, Dong'er will not refuse to grow up... In short, he has to suffer. You finally wake up, and some people have to meet you."

"Of course, I don't know that so many people have come."

"Hey, there are at least people here. There are only four or five hundred, and most of them are Dong'er's friends. I believe that there are not many people in the Zushita. They are all old acquaintances and some 'climb demons'."

Yang Qingyin took back some of the ban so that humans and demons outside could see the situation inside the tower.

The first person to notice was Mu Dong'er. He immediately turned around and the brewed anger had disappeared after these days. He waved happily: "Father, are you cheering for me?"

"Of course. Don't be ruthless to the King of Yi Shi. You must take advantage of the victory to pursue him. If he doesn't beg for mercy, don't stop." Mu Xingqiu said.

Mu Dong'er stomped his feet, and a roar came from the Zhenqi Building, as if he had grown a few feet taller. The children in the building cheered excitedly. Bald man and Jiang Huoer, who were sitting on his shoulder, waved hard on the third floor. Mu Xingqiu also waved back.

A loud voice came from the ground between the Zushi Tower and the Zhenqi Tower, "Are you really Mu Xingqiu?"

The Virgin of Wanzi was not present. The beast monster was the old man who clashed again and became the highest among a group of humans and demons. He put his hands on his hips and looked up at Mu Xingqiu left and right.

"It's like a false package." Mu Xingqiu said.

"Why are you not the only one fighting in Duanliu City?" Lao Chi questioned.

"The fight that was agreed to be a fight is boring. I like to fight as soon as I say."

Always laughed and patted the head of Wang Hu, "It's you, that's right, Mu Xingqiu, you must take action. I'll come all the way and don't go to the demon clan camp. I'm here just to watch you fight."

"I won't let you down."

The dozens of demons who had not been rushing to nodded frequently, expressing that they were very satisfied.

"Master Mu, have you ever seen my brother in the Demon-Planting Cave?" asked the Taoist Gan Zhiwei.

"Not only have we seen each other, we also fought in the magic hole together. He helped me a lot."

Gan Zhiwei sighed and did not ask any further.

"Where are Chen Hao and the others, have you seen them?" Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao stood on the opposite city wall, with a happy smile on their faces of a long time reunion.

"I've seen it all, I'm sorry, I couldn't take them out." Mu Xingqiu remembered all the past, but he didn't want to talk about the reincarnation of Chen Hao, Gan Zhiquan and others with the souls of the previous Taoist priests. Unless a reincarnation can be found, he doesn't want to give everyone meaningless hope.

Jiang Huoer is like a person, but Mu Xingqiu is not completely sure.

After all, the Demon-Bao Cave is a Taoist Prison. It has been a miracle that has not been seen in more than 100,000 years. No one blamed Mu Xingqiu for escaping alone. Xin Youtao just sighed lightly and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that you actually learned talismans. If you had known this, you wouldn't have learned it from me before. Why would you have gone in such a big circle?"

"It's really that you didn't give me much confidence when you first sacrificed the talisman." Mu Xingqiu said.

Everyone laughed.

Thinking of the past many years ago, Xin Youtao still blushed and laughed after a while. This is the Mu Xingqiu he remembers, not a strong man who is much higher than himself. "This time it's your turn to give us confidence. To be honest, how sure are you to defeat Kun Dun? If you have a big chance of winning, I will go to the demon clan camp and start a bet."

"Go, bet on all your money and win them all."

Lao Chu was so excited that he roared with the big king tiger at the same time.

Mu Xingqiu glanced over and saw many familiar faces. Everyone smiled at him, and he laughed. Finally, he saw a familiar but much younger face at the base of the city wall. "Are you Shen Cunyi?"

Shen Cunyi nodded with a red face. He and Mu Lie stood together, but he didn't expect he would be recognized.

"How is your father?"

"He passed away." Shen Cunyi said sadly. Even though it was a long time ago, he was still sad about it.

The smile on Mu Xingqiu's face disappeared. None of the companions who came out of Yelin Town were left. Qin Lingshuang was resurrected from the dead, and he was not truly alive until now.

A clear voice broke out in the air, interrupting his grief.

"You are still listening to Mu Xingqiu's nonsense. He is a disciple of the Minxin Science and used illusion to deceive you all. But the time is not long, just be happy."

Mu Dong'er shouted: "Yi Shijun, are you ready?"

"I've been ready, but don't worry. I have a few words to say first. Mu Xingqiu is here, so let him listen."

"You said." Mu Dong'er walked around the roof, and every step he stepped on, black smoke rose under her feet, which was only one foot high, and was connected into a piece, as if there was a black roof in the Zhenqi Building.

"Mu Xingqiu, I know you have a sword washing pool and a non-extinguishing furnace in your hand. This is unfair. You have few people and weak strength, but you have four treasures, which is too unfair."

This is Mu Donger's fight, so he naturally has to take control of the dominance and rushes to say: "If you want fairness, I will win."

"I will not bully you father and son. Both sides of the war bet one treasure each, but I have another requirement. If I win, it will be a certain Mu Xingqiu. I will fight you again, and end the previous grudges and bets with the treasure. At that time, I have two, and you will also have to bet two."

Mu Dong'er hated Yi Shijun's arrogance, but he couldn't answer this request, so he had to concentrate on casting spells and step on more black smoke.

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu agreed, and Yang Qingyin behind him was shocked, "But I also have a request. If Dong'er wins this battle, I will still fight you. As for the bet, I will bet a treasure and you will bet your ninety-nine souls."

"What? You want my soul! It's so sinister." Yi Shijun said angrily.

"Are you afraid of losing to me and my father one after another?" Mu Dong'er liked this idea.

"Okay, just bet. I have so many souls that I have disliked a few of them for a long time. However, "Yi Shijun doesn't believe that he will lose to Mu Dong'er, but he is cautious by nature and still has to leave a way out for himself. "I may not be the one who fights you at that time."

"It's up to you." Mu Xingqiu turned around and said to the surprised Yang Qingyin: "The soul of Yi Shijun will be useful."

"Then there is no need to use the treasure as a bet... Forget it, just know what you do." Yang Qingyin shook her head helplessly, "I thought you could make Dong'er clear, but you two are as arrogant as you father and son."

"Do you remember when we guarded Duanliu City together?"

"Of course I remember."

"The weak need more fighting spirit than the strong, and being arrogant is better than being sad." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile.

Yang Qingyin was slightly stunned. She had never asked Mu Xingqiu's specific plan, nor had she doubted it. But in her heart, she didn't have much confidence. For her, living and dying with Mu Xingqiu was inevitable, so she always said to herself: The final outcome is not important, just be together.

"Have you used the illusion?" Yang Qingyin felt that her fighting spirit was really rising little by little.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "Illusion is actually redundant in many cases. It is a lazy approach. It can only stimulate those emotions that have existed long ago. I will not use them casually." Mu Xingqiu took a few steps and pressed the wall with both hands, "Wake me up if there is a result."

Yang Qingyin nodded. Everyone else saw the familiar Mu Xingqiu. Only she could clearly detect a little change. Mu Xingqiu not only regained his memory, but also felt calm as if he was foresighted.

Whether this is true or false, Yang Qingyin has developed real confidence for the first time and feels that there is still hope in the future. This is not an illusory hope without any basis, but a real hope as the air he breathes.

"It really requires a little fighting spirit." Yang Qingyin muttered to herself softly, and suddenly heard the constant thunder outside, and the battle between Mu Dong'er and Yi Shijun had already begun.

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