Yang Qingyin looked at each other with the "aunt" in her eyes.

The carefree mother also has a careful side. She is the daughter of the Taoist sect and knows the difficulty and danger of condensed elixirs, so she circles around the valley and then checks Xiaoqiu's situation. When she saw the bean-like light in the house, she immediately knew that it was a powerful magic weapon.

"Don't believe it..." Xiao Qiu gritted his teeth and said three words, but he didn't know what to say next. He couldn't even confirm whether everything in front of him was part of an illusion.

"Who are you?" Yang Qingyin woke up faster than Xiaoqiu. "Your illusion is very good. I have never heard of any Taoist priest in Pangshan who is good at this kind of kung fu."

"That means you know too little."

The two looked at each other silently. The small oil lamp in the false Yang Qingyin's palm was still burning. Strangely, it did not seem to be emitting light, but rather it seemed to be absorbing. There was an ordinary oil lamp on the table. At this moment, the flame was pouring on its own without wind and was being pulled by a gradually increasing invisible force. The halo was getting closer and closer to the oval.

Yang Qingyin suddenly made a move.

Xiaoqiu was unable to move, but his eyes were sharper than ever, so he was lucky enough to see the battle between two Taoist priests.

The light of the thief pearl in Yang Qingyin's left hand suddenly shone and instantly swallowed the entire room. Xiaoqiu's mind felt beating immediately, but the light in front of him was too strong. He had to squint his eyes and could only vaguely see two vague figures. One of them must be Yang Qingyin, and the other looked a little familiar, but Xiaoqiu was sure that it was not Yang Baozhen.

Xiaoqiu stayed on Yangshen Peak for three years and was familiar with the shape of Yangdu Sect and the casting of spells, which was obviously different from the person in front of him.

A few miles away, the herd of sleeping horses was awakened by the strange light in the distance. The brocade-tailed horses naturally like to chase the gorgeous colors, neighed together, and ran towards the Wrangler's residence.

Guan Shenyue and others rushed up to block it.

"I don't think we can stop it." Looking at the galloping horses, the sound of rumbling hooves came from his ears. Zhou Ping's voice was a little trembling.

"Then you have to stop it." Xiao Qingtao prepared a lot of wild flowers, but it was midnight and their attraction could not be shown. "We must not let them interfere with Xiao Qiu Ge's Condensation Pill."

"Where did I go?" Xin Youtao just ran over and looked around anxiously, "Just with us, we really can't stop it. Strange, will the elixir be condensed into a pill glow?"

"I, I don't know very well." Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, Guan Shenyue scratched his forehead, "I didn't shine at that time. But Brother Xiaoqiu practiced the art of defiance, maybe..."

The horses came over, and everyone was a little confident one-on-one. Six disciples were facing more than thirty brocade-tailed horses. They were afraid that they would be trampled into meat paste. Zhou Ping was about to turn around to avoid it, but the only female disciple Xiao Qingtao did not move. He was embarrassed to be too timid, so he had to stay with a pale face. He thought that he would be a little thinner.

Unexpectedly, when the horses were more than ten steps apart, they stopped there in a state of swaying their gorgeous long tail.

The six people looked back and found that the light in Xiaoqiu's room had disappeared. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Qingtao ran to the middle of the horse herd, attracted the head horses with wild flowers, and led them to a place where the houses were invisible.

In the room, Xiaoqiu was still sitting on the bed, and the beating in his mind only paused for a while, and then became violent again.

Yang Qingyin fell at the door, pillowing on her left arm, as if she was sleeping soundly, and the stolen pearl in her hand rolled down aside, dull and dull.

"Stolen the Pearl is a rare treasure." Another person said that the image became blurry in Xiaoqiu's eyes. He was not like Yang Qingyin or Yang Baozhen. His voice was changing, as if many people were pronunciating words one by one, which sounded very strange.

"It's a pity that she is in the third level of inhalation and can only exert the effect of stealing Mingzhu three or four. Let her fall asleep too. When she wakes up, she won't remember anything."

Xiaoqiu just saw that this person just stretched out his fingers and Yang Qingyin, who had already achieved some success in his practice, fell down immediately without any resistance. The light emitted by the thief's pearl was gradually absorbed by the oil lamp in the human palm. At this moment, even the light of the oil lamp on the table was almost gone.

The whole room was thus in darkness, with only extremely faint lights flashing, reflecting the tall figure behind.

"Let things be simpler," said the man, his voice stable as a low male voice, full of irresistible persuasion.

Xiaoqiu must share some of his will to resist the other party's illusion. He now understands that the fake Yang Qingyin casts spells on him as soon as he appears, so he firmly believes in "her". Even though he has discovered the problem of the oil lamp, even if the bald man reminds him in various ways, the suspicion in his heart still flashes.

Xiaoqiu had a little understanding of illusion and knew that it was a spell similar to the mind control technique, and only had obvious effects on enemies with huge differences in realms. He had lost resistance for a long time before, and Yang Qingyin was also affected at the beginning. This person was obviously a Taoist priest who swallowed smoke or even higher.

The beating in his mind became stronger and stronger. Xiaoqiu could no longer care about it. He believed that there was no demon seed in his body. The young demon who didn't know what it was was, and it was not the day it appeared. Therefore, he would rather endure the soul-losing technique than be blinded by the other party's illusion.

"What I want is the demon seed, not you." The man continued to persuade, his voice became softer and his temptation became stronger and stronger, and gradually he changed from a man to a woman. Xiao Qiu even heard Fangfang's voice, "If you hand over the demon seed, you are still you. Maybe you can still practice. Even if you can't, you can still be an ordinary person. You are an ordinary person, why should you endure the painful fate?"

He made some sense, Xiao Qiu thought to himself, suddenly awakening, he was almost confused by the other party's illusion again, he had to speak, he had to take the initiative to attack.

"I know who you are." Xiao Qiu was having a hard time speaking, and every time he spitted out a word, the beating in his mind would increase a little.

"Oh?" The man's voice became vague again, "What can I guess, or what can I see?"

"It was you who turned into Shen Ji back then, stepped on Yang Baozhen's jade Ruyi, and went to Siguo Cave to see me. It was you who let me open the seven orifices one after another in that month and open the three fields."

"So you guessed it." The man laughed twice, "Okay, that's me. Unfortunately, the demon seeds in your body are too stubborn and will not be separated from you under that situation. There is also the Marquis of Meng Yuan, a Taoist priest of Fo Xia, who actually thought of using dream art to protect you. If it weren't for this-" The man sighed. "You can't survive the disaster, and the demon seeds might have come out. What I didn't expect was that this matter was actually used by the Five Elements and the Banned Secrets."

Xiaoqiu forced himself to laugh twice. It turned out that the first person to use the trick was neither Zuo Liuying nor the Grandmaster nor the head of the Five Elements Department, but someone else. "Then you were making trouble at Yangshen Peak, which made me selected by the inheritance of the Nianxin Department."

The man shook his head and his voice became serious, "Ignorous young man. Yangshen Peak is transformed by the clone of the ancestor tower. How could I cast spells secretly there without being discovered? The Nianxin Ke chose you and had nothing to do with me. It must be the demon seed at work. Yes, Nianxin Ke is despicable and shameless, and does not deserve to be ranked among the eighteen majors of the Taoist sect. They must have felt the demon seed in your body, and they appreciate each other..."

Some things were incomprehensible to this person, so he looked up and thought for a while and said to himself: "Why are you the only one, not everyone in Yelin Town, inspired? Because are you the only ones who come into contact with the Flower of the Demon King? As long as you divide your demon seeds, everything will be revealed."

The soul-losing technique suddenly strengthened, and Xiao Qiuzi's mind was about to burst. He wanted to yell loudly in pain, but he forced himself to hold it back and tried his best to focus on the conversation: "It seems that you are very interested in the demon species."

"It's not interest, it's hatred." The man corrected. "The demon is the enemy of the whole world. Short-lived humans will not understand this. They are born and died constantly. In their short life span, most of the time is either childish or stupid, and they cannot see the biggest truth at all."

"What's the truth?"

"The demon seed is preparing to launch a counterattack on this world. In the past thousand years, the demon seeds have appeared more and more frequently, and the demon-suppressing bell in the north is almost unable to suppress it. Of course, for ordinary people like you, a thousand years is incredible and there is no need to worry at all. Only the Taoist system understands the shortness of a thousand years. In another thousand years, perhaps in a shorter time, the demon seed will retake the world. So, hand over the demon seed, I want to know how it gave birth to the Taoist root. Mu Xingqiu, this is the only contribution you can make to the whole world. It is insignificant, but very necessary."

Xiaoqiu's patience was approaching his limit. He felt that his head had burst and expanded even bigger than the house, but his sense of beating still refused to stop, and it became stronger and stronger every time. He wanted to scream, he wanted to beg, but in the end he held it, but his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Unable to fight against spells by relying solely on will, Xiaoqiu began to chant spells silently in his heart. He didn't know what the five words were useful, but this was his only choice. The spell had saved him several times in critical moments, and hoped that this time would have miraculous effects.

"Are you... chanting a spell?" The man smiled, as if a well-educated man was watching his younger generation show off his words, "Have you ever heard that spells are inferior to the Five Elements Spell? The technique of soul traction belongs to the Five Elements Wood, and the illusion belongs to the Five Elements Water. Those few words are useless. Mei Chuan'an should teach you a stronger spell."

He was right. The mantra could not relieve the headache, nor could he see the true face of the man clearly. But Xiaoqiu still recited silently, over and over again, in the storm, this was his only support and hope.

"You like to be different." The man made various tricks with his other hand. The red light of the small oil lamp in the palm suddenly grew one inch higher, and his mana suddenly increased. The halo of the ordinary oil lamp on the table was tilted even more severely, gradually condensed into a light yellow light, pointing straight towards the oil lamp in the palm.

"This is the last time you are different from others. Mu Xingqiu, the horse-wrangler in Yelin Town, you shouldn't have come to Pangshan. This is not your shelter. This is the case with Shen Hao."

A light blue smoke floated out of Xiaoqiu's mind, and the young demon was finally separated.

The man obviously did not see the abnormality. He continued to persuade Xiaoqiu to give up resistance, "You are all mortals, so you should live the life of mortals, live happily and die happily. This is the advantage of mortals. You don't have to worry about the crisis in a thousand years, you just need to live these decades."

The young demon gradually took shape, tilted his head, his eyes were not opened, and he floated weakly in the air.

"Something... has come out, I can feel it..." The man turned his gaze excitedly.

Xiaoqiu's heart skipped a beat and stared at the man, trying not to look at the direction of the young demon.

The man's eyes moved faster and faster, "Just in front of me... I know, I knew a long time ago, you have a demon seed that can be invisible... I succeeded! You have a demon seed, and Chen Hao must have a demon seed, and everyone in Yelin Town has a demon seed!"
Chapter completed!