Hong Futian smiled, not showing any dissatisfaction with the Taoist priest's sarcasm. "Your name is Chen Hao, and you have also been to Qishan a while ago."

"Um."

"It seems I have to explain it well."

"Indeed." Chen Hao's tone was stiff, as if he was interrogating the prisoner. "There are still many things you need to explain. How did you leave Qishan? The Taoist priest of Yashan will let you go? What tricks is Du Fangfeng playing with you? What is the relationship between the Ancient God Sect and the Yishijun and the Demon King Qi Wushang?"

Chen Hao's series of questions were also what Mu Xingqiu wanted to know, so he did not speak to stop them. He also silently used the magic of Mind and Heart to feel the emotions in the main hall.

He didn't know much about the casual cultivators, and he didn't know their realm division and strength, so he slowly strengthened his magic power and soon discovered the difference between Hong Futian and Chen Hao.

The inner alchemy of Taoist Pangshan, regardless of the level of realm, is a perfect yellow ball from the moment it condenses. It can be eliminated and exhausted, but it will not be easily controlled. The first level of the illusion is said to be more powerful than the inhalation realm, but it is very difficult for Mu Xingqiu to detect Chen Hao's emotions, let alone provoke these emotions.

The scattered cultivator Hong Futian's resistance to illusions is very unstable. Sometimes it is so powerful that it is not leaking, and sometimes it is almost no different from ordinary humans. The door is open, allowing Mu Xingqiu to take the opportunity to catch a glimpse of his true emotions.

It was because of these occasional glances that Mu Xingqiu trusted Hong Futian a little more. This casual cultivator was open-minded and didn't look like a despicable villain. Unfortunately, he felt that his strength would not be too strong.

"Start from the beginning." Hong Futian had no idea about illusion. "Du Fangfeng said he wanted to do something big, but I didn't know that he was going to self-destruct. I was stained with more blood than anyone else, so I was suspicious of Taoist Yashan. But after sucking away all the blood, they chose to believe that I had no malice."

Chen Hao was reserved for this statement, while Mu Xingqiu believed that Yashandao must have used the mind control technique when Hong Futian was not paying attention, which was much more effective than the mind-minded illusion technique, and could directly see all the memories and thoughts in the mind of the casual cultivator.

"Then Pang Shan was attacked. I'm sorry, the statement I provided before was wrong, because even the demon clan had different opinions about this plan. I only know that many demon kings are gathering in the army. Qi Wushang can actually recover the demon pill and turn into a giant demon. It was completely beyond my expectations, and the demon clan I know was also very surprised."

Hong Futian paused for a while and glanced back and forth on the faces of the two Taoist priests, "As for the ancient gods, it did resurrect from the country of sacrificial life, and it was perfected by Yishijun. However, the ancient gods are by no means unique to the demon clan, and they are even more of the sect founded by Yishijun. Its history is very long and has flourished several times among the human race. I can't say whether Yishijun is the supreme Muhou instructor, but I can guarantee that the ancient gods have nothing to do with this large counterattack of the demon clan."

A young casual cultivator in his twenties rushed in and shouted, "When will the demon soldiers arrive? I want to teach them a lesson and kill him 180. The fugitive people said. The group of demon soldiers who entered Xijieguo have caused them to suffer. The houses and fields are burned out, and the elderly, weak, women and children are killed in groups..."

Hong Futian stood up, waved to the young monks to come, and introduced with a smile: "This is my disciple Ouyang Luo, who is reckless, but he is very smart. He loves to be chivalrous and righteous. These two are Taoist priests Pang Shan, Mu Xingqiu, and Chen Hao."

Mu Xingqiu and Chen Hao also stood up to meet, and they both felt that Ouyang Luo didn't look like a cultivator at all. He was obviously overenerable, and even if he stood there, he was ready to jump up at any time, as if he had not trained a hunting dog. He was completely less calm than a cultivator.

Ouyang Luo strode over, his slightly round face filled with a innocent smile, and bowed and said, "I have heard of your deeds."

The two were stunned. They were just ordinary Taoist priests who were breathing and had no "deeds".

"You are also ordinary people, without Taoist roots, and have never heard of Taoist sects. But suddenly - the demon seed comes, you have Taoist roots, become Pangshan disciples, and are able to practice the most profound magic. It is really enviable..."

Chen Hao couldn't help it and said coldly: "The devil seeds destroyed our family, nothing is enviable."

Ouyang Luo's face turned slightly red, "I don't mean that. Of course, the demon seed is too bad, but I can learn Pangshan magic. I mean this is the right way. Wow, there are so many people in the world, Taoist priests choose one out of ten thousand, one out of ten thousand, and one out of a million."

Hong Futian liked this disciple very much and patted him on the shoulder. "He has all the will and wisdom needed to practice, but it's a pity that he has no roots in Taoism."

"The Taoist tradition is the Dharma, but it is not the only way to practice. There are also people who have attained enlightenment." Mu Xingqiu couldn't think of perfunctory words. He could only make a few nonsense. In fact, he had never heard of any powerful figures among the casual cultivators.

Ouyang Lei's eyes lit up, "Master said the same thing, but I want to eliminate harm for the people, natural disasters and man-made disasters, corrupt officials, demons and monsters, it is so hard for the people to live in the world..."

Chen Hao understood a little why Taoist priests rarely interact with casual cultivators. These are completely different people. Random cultivators may think that they know some magic and are also practitioners, but they have too many thoughts and their words and deeds are too flamboyant. Real Taoist priests strive to be like water, reflecting everything but not being moved by them. No wonder in the eyes of Taoism, the random cultivators are just a group of clumsy imitators.

"How did you come to Duanliu City from Qishan? It's quite far away."

"We heard seven days ago that there were still several Taoist priests in Duanliu City who were defending the city. I think you might need assistance." Hong Futian of course heard about the various Taoist corpses refusing to help Duanliu City in Qishan. "So I persuaded some fellow practitioners to join the war, and it took some time to catch up with the battle four days ago. Then we passed to Wandi Mountain through the instant platform..."

"Wait, Taoist sect allows you to use the instant platform?" Chen Hao was surprised. Taoist sect never took the casual cultivators seriously. It was an extraordinary period, and outsiders should not be allowed to approach the instant platform.

"It's going to cost some money, but it's very fast." Hong Futian smiled. He probably spent a lot of money. "The Taoist sect probably felt that instead of letting the casual cultivators and demon clans gather in Qi Mountain, we might as well leave earlier."

Mu Xingqiu spread his arms and said, "Welcome, the first support army in Duanliu City, I cannot promise you too much, only the passion of fighting, the honor of killing the enemy, the joy of the military and civilians in the city, and the gratitude of us Pangshan disciples."

Hong Futian formally returned the gift, pressed his right hand on his chest, his index finger and middle finger standing together, the other three fingers bent, and his body bent slightly, "I'll go and call the others in to meet you."

Ouyang Luo imitated his master's actions, "We will defend Duanliu City with you."

When the master and apprentice went out, Chen Hao immediately said, "I haven't asked clearly yet, why did he suddenly change from promoting the Dao Demon Alliance to resist the demon clan?"

"It's not too late to talk about this matter later." Mu Xingqiu looked at the gate of the main hall, "I want to know more about the strength of these casual cultivators. What Duanliu City needs is not friendship and trust, but the power to kill demons."

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