Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang were not covered with blood. Even so, they were able to take the first ship to leave the island after being inspected by Taoist Yashan.

The two of them took the bald man directly to the island where the instant platform was, waiting for their friends to arrive.

Most of the islands are disciples of various Taoist dynasties. They have heard about the matter at the market and are talking about it.

"Yashan is in trouble this time. There are at least a thousand people in the market. It will take no more than a month to suck back all the spiritual power of the bottle of sword washing pool water."

"I heard that Qishan may temporarily lift the ban on Zhongwu Island, so that you can cast spells freely and recover spiritual power will be much faster."

"Du Fangfeng's move... is really amazing."

"But how could he self-destruct? The islands of Qishan Mountain clearly don't know how to cast spells, especially in the market, the ban is the most powerful."

"What's even more strange is why he treated Yashan like this? Both sides have no grudges or grudges."

Everyone's doubts were also Mu Xingqiu's doubts. The person Du Fangfeng fell in love with was Feng Ruhui in the Jingshan Mountain. Self-destruction caused great trouble to Yashan, but it may not attract Feng Ruhui's attention. The higher Taoist priests who are practicing will not care about this kind of thing.

He and Fangfang were discussing in a low voice. Lan Qizhang came back from the market. There was only a drop of blood on his clothes and was soon sucked away by Taoist Yashan.

"I don't plan to walk with you anymore." He said, only looking at Qin Lingshuang.

"You want to go back to the Forbidden Secret Tower to practice with peace of mind?" Fangfang asked.

Lan Qizhang nodded, "Traveling is meaningless to me, it's just a waste of time. And--" He finally glanced at Mu Xingqiu, "It seems that you won't change your mind. Then let's do it. I hope you two can break the fate of the world and make rapid progress on the road of cultivation."

"Early quitting the fate of the mortal world" sounds like a curse, but it is the most sincere blessing to the Taoist priest. Both sides exert the rituals of Taoism, and Lan Qizhang walked towards the instant stage and never looked back.

"Let's go slowly, I won't send you off." The bald man stood on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder and said happily, and found a female Taoist priest looking at him curiously and making a fierce face at her.

"What a weird person." Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but say, "Before we have made a mortal relationship, he is looking forward to cutting off the mortal relationship."

Fangfang smiled and was about to speak, when Yang Qingyin and others were back. There was not much blood on their clothes, but they were in a very unhappy mood. They scolded Du Fangfeng for being an "old bastard" with words and words.

"You two are running fast, and the island is going to be in trouble." Yang Qingyin was still thrusting the blood on her clothes on her clothes. "The Taoist priest Yashan is busy. Hong Futian has the most blood on her body. Everyone said that Du Fangfeng actually wanted to give him the spiritual power of the pool water, but others were just trying to fool him. Hey, where did Lan Qizhang run? He was obviously in front of us."

"He has returned to Pangshan."

Yang Qingyin laughed twice, "It's good to leave, he doesn't even participate in killing monsters. It's really boring. Just so happens that Shen Jiyi has become a bloody man. He can't leave on the island. The remaining six of us are still the ones--" The bald man let out a series of coughs, and Yang Qingjian had to change his words, "Seven people---the seven of us continue to refine magic weapons, and then run to the chaos of Jingshan. Don't do it too early."

Several people walked towards the instant platform in the center of the island. Xiao Qingtao walked the fastest and looked a little strange. He seemed to be frightened by the scene of self-destruction. While waiting in line, he kept turning his head back, "What's wrong?" She looked at each companion in confusion, "The demon king Qi Wuxia a few years ago, and today Du Fangfeng, the magic of the demon clan and the casual cultivator became more and more strange, and even the Taoist throne could not see through in advance."

"It's all related to Yi Shijun." Mu Xingqiu said that he knew a little more about this mysterious half demon, and a high-level Taoist priest like Yang Baozhen must know more about it, but he was not qualified to ask more questions. Even Yang Qingyin, the daughter of the Taoist sect, was like everyone else. Although he was curious about Yi Shijun, he knew very little.

They returned to Hongshan and could not go to the next stop immediately, but left the instant platform and waited in line again. Several people met Lan Qizhang in front and bowed politely to each other, but no one said anything.

If Du Fangfeng's purpose is only to become famous all over the world, it can be said to be very successful. Hongshan Shinkongtai is a transit place for the nine major Taoist dynasties. There are many Taoist priests gathered, and they have heard of the news and are discussing each other seriously.

Mu Xingqiu was very confused: Grandma Feng probably didn’t know Du Fangfeng’s secret love. What can Du Fangfeng do if he makes things bigger?

Hongshan is the highest peak of Taoism, and the top of the peak is a huge instant platform. It is surrounded by a flat land covered with gravel. No plants and trees are planted. The view is excellent, but I can't see the situation at the foot of the mountain.

The look of several disciples of Pangshan looked around attracted the attention of a Taoist priest from Hongshan. They came over and said with a smile: "What are you looking for? Have you lost something?"

"Nothing." Everyone was perfunctory, only the bald man couldn't tell the difference, and said excitedly: "We are looking for demons. I heard that the northern demons in the land of demons are going to attack Hongshan."

Bald man had been hiding in a big gourd, but after passing Yashan and Qishan, Mu Xingqiu found that the Taoist disciples had a strong ability to accept strange things, so he allowed Bald man to stay on his shoulders. When everyone was talking last night, Bald man was obviously "sleeping", but he didn't expect that he would hear a few words and didn't know how to keep them secret.

Taoist priest Hongshan was stunned and then laughed, "We Hongshan are eager for demons to attack, so we don't have to go so far to the place where the demons are. Haha, it's quite interesting."

"Hey, my name is Mu Songxuan, I am a disciple of Pangshan." The bald man shouted at the Taoist's back as he left.

It was Hong Futian's statement that Hongshan was about to be attacked, because Du Fangfeng's strange self-destruction, the credibility of the non-demon cultivator also dropped significantly.

"This is the old suspicion array." Yang Qingyin concluded, "The demon clan wanted to disperse its power, so they were very focused on attacking the chaos of Jingshan."

Everyone felt it was reasonable, and Mu Xingqiu nodded, but he was still a little puzzled: he was just an ordinary inhaled Taoist priest, and he didn't even have the qualifications to speak within the Taoist throne, let alone affect the decisions of the masters. Hong Futian chose him to pass on the message, but he was very wrong.

Finally it was their turn to use the instant platform, and the next stop for Pangshan disciples was Xingshan.

Xingshan is one of the three islands of the Daotong. It is located in the extreme north sea. Except for Yang Qingyin, the others are here for the first time. Although they have known each other for a long time, the scene they saw after arriving still surprised them.

There was darkness in front of me. From the lofty and vast Hongshan to such a place, even those who have the heavenly purpose had to adapt for a while. Soon they discovered that this was a very large house. Although hundreds of candles and torches were lit around, it was not enough to illuminate the entire room.

Such a big room, the instant platform covers a very small area, and six people and one head are already a little crowded.

A cold-faced Taoist priest from Xingshan came over, "Are you here to pull the demon cave to think about it?"

"Yes!" The bald man was in great spirit today. The scene of Du Fangfeng exploding himself was very attractive to him. If Mu Xingqiu hadn't run fast, he would have wanted to rush over and open his mouth to catch a bloody rain.

Taoist priest Xingshan took out a book, and he had already received a notice from Pangshan. Therefore, he knew the identity of the visitor and stroked his fingers, "Qin Lingshuang, Mu Xingqiu, Chen Hao, Xin Youtao, Pei Shurong, a total of five Pangshan disciples." He looked at Yang Qingyin, "You thought about it a few years ago, and you can't go again today."

"It's okay if I'm waiting here. I don't want to go there again."

The Taoist priest pointed at the bald man casually, "This thing cannot be brought in, and he must be kept."

"Things?" The bald man got angry, his hair wrapped around Mu Xingqiu's neck. His head rushed to the Taoist priest, "Mu Songxuan, disciple Pangshan, can speak and recite poems. Do you think I am a 'thing'? I can still bite people."

The bald man showed two rows of teeth. Taoist Xingshan was startled and leaned back, "Uh... that's not OK. You don't have inner elixirs and cannot refine magic weapons, so you still can't go to pull the demon cave to think about it."

The bald man wanted to say something else, but Yang Qingyin reached out and brought him over, "Be honest and wait with me here. Xingshan is a prison, and the Taoist priests here are all prisoners. Be careful to lock you up."

The bald man said nothing, and all five of them said goodbye to him and followed another Taoist priest out.

It was darker outside, with biting cold winds, ice and snow everywhere, dark clouds in the sky, and stars and moon occasionally flashed, revealing a little light. If it weren't for the eyes of heaven, there would be no way to distinguish the direction here.

The Taoist priest who led the way had to give an introduction almost every day, so his tone was very casual, "There is only darkness in Xingshan and not daytime, be careful not to freeze. Now you can look back and take a look. We just walked out of the Star Receiving Tower. The tower is 550 meters high, and all the disciples of Xingshan live in it. The top of the tower is Yongming Pearl, which echoes Wangshan. The weather is not good today, so you can't see it..."

Several people walked in the wind and looked back quickly. No one could see clearly the appearance of the Star Tower. They just vaguely saw an extremely tall building, like a strange mountain. As for the appearance of the entire Xingshan Island, no one could see it.

The wind was extremely strong, but fortunately the road was not long, so Taoist priest Xingshan led five people into a cave.

The cave is semicircular, only more than meter high, and is a little over three feet wider. There are more than a dozen sunken niches evenly distributed on the cave wall, but nothing is placed inside.

"The Demon-Paking Cave is a prison of the Nine Daotong. It specifically detains those who are not possessed by demons but violate the important precepts of the Daotong. So you must be careful. It is enough to keep here once, so don't come for the second time."

Taoist Xingshan seriously glanced over the faces of the five Pangshan disciples, "Please choose a niche for yourself, sit in, I will wake you up later."

The Taoist priest turned around and went out.

The five of them were a little nervous. Xin Youtao said, "I really miss Yashan. Although the Taoist priests there are hypocritical, they are at least very enthusiastic. Qishan and Xingshan are the same, as if other Taoist priests owe them favors."

The first step in refining magic weapons is to pull out the magic cave. It is just a ritual, but it cannot be omitted. It is used to show that the Taoist priests are very clear about their future responsibilities.

Several people each chose a niche to sit in. Although Mu Xingqiu's practice is mainly about practicing boxing, his thinking skills are not bad. Today, he has not been able to get into the state for some reason. He always feels uneasy and feels uncomfortable no matter how he sits.

After a while, he finally realized that the source of the discomfort was the treasure bag hanging around his waist.

Mu Xingqiu took off the treasure bag, opened it and looked at it, and saw a small red dot inside. He reached out and took out the magic text scroll. Without expanding it, he could see a drop of bright red blood stains on it.

Apart from Du Fangfeng, Mu Xingqiu couldn't think of anyone else who could leave this drop of blood.

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