The treasure bag has a clean appearance, but the magic text scroll inside is stained with a drop of blood.

Mu Xingqiu leaned forward and glanced at the four companions who had entered the state of indifference. He was puzzled and opened the scroll halfway and checked the texts left by Du Fangfeng on it. The methods of the demon clan are indeed becoming more and more unfathomable, and even the Taoist monarch cannot see through it. Du Fangfeng's self-destruction in the Qishan Market is an example. It would not be too difficult to leave a drop of blood through the treasure sack.

What puzzled Mu Xingqiu was why Du Fangfeng did this?

He put away the scroll and decided to keep the secret. After refining the magic weapon and returning to Pangshan, he would tell Lin Sa the truth. This is the only person he believes in the Taoist dynasty.

After making the decision, he put the treasure bag containing the scroll aside and finally thought without interruption.

The Demon-Bao Cave is a prison of Taoism. The purpose of this is to visit the tragic scenes inside, so as to abide by Taoism more firmly.

Killing fellow practitioners, colluding with demons, and harming the world are the three major crimes of being locked up in the Demon-Bao Cave. Before entering the state of innocence, Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but think of Shen Geng, the Taoist disciple who killed Erliang, had been thinking for five years and was practicing in the Yangshen Peak, but was not sent here.

Of course, Erliang did not have a elixir. Strictly speaking, it was not a "comrade" and was just a person, and he could not reach the level of harming the world. Moreover, it was a competition organized by the Ministry of Education. Meng Yuanhou was sentenced to be the greatest responsibility. In the view of the Old Ancestor Pangshan, the tragedy did not fall into the scope of "killing fellow practitioners", but Mu Xingqiu would never forget the scene at that time. All he saw in Shen Geng's eyes was cruelty and ruthlessness.

He let out a sigh of relief.

He will see the same illusion as the Demon-Battle Cave. It is said that this is a relatively small and controlled by the Daotong. This "visit" will not only understand the fate of the Daotong rebels, but also may experience the experience of the demons.

The eyes were covered in gray, as if it was drizzling, and the surroundings were absolutely silent, without even the sound of heartbeat. Not far ahead was a hazy weak light. Mu Xingqiu walked over. He knew that this was an illusion and that he would not encounter danger. So he was not timid in his heart, but just curiously wanted to see the whole picture of the prison.

He has read the introduction in the book that the Demon-Bao Cave is divided into three major areas: the silent land makes people self-pity, the uncovered land makes people exposed, and the self-free land makes people feel soul-flying.

As a visitor, Mu Xingqiu did not have a special feeling in the silent place, but he didn't like the darkness that could not even penetrate the sky's eyes, so he speeded up his pace to run towards the bright place.

It seems that the distance is very close, but it takes a long time to finish it. Since I am in an illusion, it is probably a false feeling that "long time" is a false feeling. The Nianxin Science is best at illusion, but the information is scarce. Mu Xingqiu has practiced for several years and is only at the primary level. He immediately admires the magic of the Demon-Puling Cave.

The sun shone directly, knowing that it was an illusion. Mu Xingqiu still couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes, and immediately found that it was useless. The light came from all directions. Even if he closed his eyes and covered it with his hands, he still felt dazzling and dazzling. This place was more unbearable than the silent place. He couldn't wait to run forward. He hoped to reach the egoless place as soon as possible.

He seemed to have fallen into a deep pool, his eyes getting darker and darker, and his body turned around involuntarily, constantly turning. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate his will, he could not recover his balance. It took him a while to realize that he could not control his body because he had no body at all.

This was a visit. Mu Xingqiu comforted himself, letting his thoughts turn back and forth, and finally felt down-to-earth. Starting from his toes, he recovered his entire body feeling.

He stood on the smooth white jade floor, with soft light, birds chirping, looking down, his body and limbs were not lacking.

The visit to the Magic Cave is about to end, so that visitors can feel the miserable here a little bit, and there is no need to experience it too real. There is a door not far ahead, and you can return to the niche after pushing it open.

Mu Xingqiu sucked in a breath of fresh air. Fortunately, Xingshan was not too strict with the disciples who wanted to pull the demon cave, but it was enough to impress the Taoists. The first thing he thought about after he came out was that he would never be locked up in such a place. The second thought was whether anyone had been locked up in these years?

Mu Xingqiu walked towards the door, and he was very happy that he was about to return to the real cave.

"Stay." A voice said.

Mu Xingqiu stopped and looked back to confirm that the sound came from the dark curtain he had just walked out. In his prior understanding, there was no such content when visiting the Magic Cave.

"Aren't you curious?" asked the voice, it was a woman.

"What are you curious about?"

"You have learned the illusion of mind for so long, but you have never entered the house."

Mu Xingqiu was shocked, "Who are you?"

"I am the one who wants to help you." A hand stretched out from the dark curtain, only to the elbow part, it started as black, and soon became as white as snow, not much like the white jade floor. The palm of the hand was upward, the five fingers were slightly bent, and there was nothing in the hand, still seemed overwhelmed, soft as if boneless, and it seemed to hang down at any time, "'The power of a thought, the heart of all enemies moved', you have not yet understood the essence of the mind spell."

"Are you the successor of the Nianxin Department?" Mu Xingqiu was even more surprised. Then his reaction was to concentrate his will against the voices in the dark. Based on his understanding of Taoism, this would never be a good thing. Maybe it was a trick played by the Taoist priests of Xingshan. They were probably like Yashan, and were very interested in Zhenhua.

"I am the descendant of Nianxin. I want to pass on your true Nianxin art. It is not just a few words recorded in the Taoist books, but an illusion that is so powerful that they are frightened. It is because Nianxin is outstanding that we are locked in the magic cave, and you are always under surveillance and not trusted."

There are 29 descendants of the Ninh Heart Science on the Patriarch Tower, all of which are hidden. There is no relevant record in the collection of the Forbidden Secret Tower. Mu Xingqiu could not even ask which successor the other party was. He thought of another question: "You? The Ninh Heart Science is so powerful, why are you still imprisoned?"

"Haha, because in the Nine Dao Sects there are also conspiracies and tricks. Come here, let me see how much you have learned from the Nine Changes of Beasts?"

Mu Xingqiu did not move. "You should have died long ago." Although he did not know the names of the twenty-nine female successors, he knew that the Ninja Heart Science had been interrupted for a long time. Even the Taoist priest who obeyed Rimang could not live for so long.

The sad laughter came from the dark side, which was consistent with the faces in Mu Xing's memory. "Death? Death is death. How could we be allowed to die again? Being locked here is a punishment, and it will never end."

Mu Xingqiu refused to go there. He had no good feelings for Nianxin and was forced to join this subject. The hatred hidden in the female voice made him feel even less close. "Do you want to use me to escape from the magic hole, or do you want to take revenge through me?"

"Oh, you are the little Taoist priest in the breathing realm. What skills can I use? I just don't want to see the art of mind being cut off. The demons are about to counterattack. The eighteen subjects of Taoism should not be missing the Minxin Department."

When the grandmaster Ning Qiwei solemnly said that the demons would return to the world within a thousand years, Mu Xingqiu felt that he had received special treatment. Unexpectedly, he could hear this sentence everywhere when he went out. Not only did he keep half-demon Hong Futian always talk about it, but even the descendants of Nianxin who had been imprisoned for many years actually talked about it.

"You chose the wrong person." Mu Xingqiu took a step back instead. "You shouldn't have chosen me at the beginning. I was not interested in the science of mind and illusion. I led the nine transformations of beasts - it would be better if I didn't practice it in the future."

The female voice smiled gently. Her arms stretched out a little longer, "Are you interested in controlling the world? Are you not interested in the single-traveling Taoist system? You have this ability because you have withstood the power of the spell, the person in front of you went crazy, and you didn't. This means you are born to be suitable for illusions..."

"Crazy... Are you talking about Mei Chuan'an? You deliberately let him learn the five-character mantra?"

"It's not just him, but many people. But some people are too strong in magic and unmoved, some are too weak in will, and they dare not practice reciting, some are too deep and fall into the path of devils, and you are unique, you are the person we are looking for, nothing wrong. Come, let me show you the true meaning of illusion. It won't take long to go beyond the nine great Taoist dynasties. They have declined and will continue to decline..."

The female voice became more and more excited as she spoke. Her five fingers swayed in the wind like willows, like calling and begging.

Mu Xingqiu took a step closer like an evil spirit, and the five fingers swung softer, "Come on, only you and Nianxin Ke are the hope of the future of the Taoist dynasty. One day, you will defeat the demons and become the savior of the world..."

After taking another step, Mu Xingqiu suddenly shook his head and stepped back, "I want to teach illusions, just tell me, there is no need for me to walk over."

"Prudent Taoist priest, you have willpower that ordinary people cannot reach. This is a good thing. Nianxin Ke did not misjudgment people." His arm slowly retracted, and in the end he only had the palm part, "Okay, let me tell you, that's..."

The arm unexpectedly extended, and he rushed towards the target more than a dozen steps away like a snake.

Mu Xingqiu was alert and reacted quickly enough. He turned over and jumped back, but the palm still rushed to less than half a foot in front of him. The originally soft and boneless palm looked as sharp as a sword at this time.

A finger pressed against the palm that continued to attack.

This finger was stretched out from Mu Xingqiu, but it did not belong to him. Mu Xingqiu was so surprised that he almost screamed. After calming down, he soon realized that this was the credit of the head of the Ban Secret Section.

Zuo Liuying appeared, just like in Yashan, but the shape was faster. The little man, who was one foot tall, sat cross-legged in the air, pinched out different tricks with his hands, blocking the slender arm.

"The trick of the eagle cuckold." The female voice shouted, and her palm suddenly pushed forward. The small Zuo Liuying was covered with cracks, obviously unable to resist the opponent's attack.

But Mu Xingqiu still got some time and turned around and ran towards the door. No matter whether the current illusion was about to pull out part of the contents of the demon cave, he had to get rid of it.

The door did not open, and he hit the door heavily, without any reaction. He still didn't work when he pulled the door knocker.

There was a thud behind him, and Mu Xingqiu turned around and found that Zuo Liuying, who was blocking him, had disappeared.

The palm slowly approached, and the arms behind him stretched longer and longer. "Perfect." The female voice was filled with joy, "You are a perfect successor."

Less than three feet away from Mu Xingqiu, his palm suddenly stopped, his voice became alert, and he was even a little frightened, "What are you carrying? Why are you..."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything. He saw a small black dot rising from his right hand and finally became the same size as his nails. It was black all over, and looked like a little demon, but his image was not very clear.

This is not a little demon, but a magic character in the scroll.

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