The arrival of more than 40 Taoist priests has greatly increased Xin Youtao's enthusiasm. After all, for tens of thousands of years, the Taoist priests have always been the ones who have defeated the demon army, and the army of the vassal states only provides external cooperation.

But this spirit gradually dropped, getting lower and lower, even lower than when I had a glimmer of hope.

In addition to Taoist priest Pangshan, there were only more than fifty Taoist priests in Duanliu City, all of whom were inhaled, and there was not even a Taoist priest of Fo Xia, not to mention the main force in demon removal - Taoist Xingluo.

Xin Youtao tried not to think about the most tragic ending, but he always felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. When Xiao Qingtao came over to make fun of his bad face, he could only smile with a barely smile. As the night fell, he could no longer bear it. He flew to the west of the city again, and this time he rose higher, looking at the demon soldiers camp two hundred miles away with his eyes.

The Mountain of Demon Fire is like a crouching evil beast, even if it doesn't move, it will appear a bit cruel.

The trap prepared by Mu Xingqiu could not stop it. The more Xin Youtao looked at it, the less he felt. Even if the Mountain of Demon Fire fell into the pit, it would advance all the way, crushing Duanliu City to flat ground. This is an extremely powerful magic. Only the magic of a higher Taoist priest can stop it. Any other power, whether it is land, mountains or rivers, can only cause a small obstacle to it.

Xin Youtao looked back at Duanliu City behind him, and suddenly felt that it was extremely small. The dilapidated city walls and narrow streets all seemed so vulnerable. He really wanted to call out loudly and tell the people and soldiers who were kept in the dark: Tomorrow is the day of death, so enjoy the only remaining joy.

He turned his gaze to the small inn again. Zuo Liuying would escape with the Ancestor Tower at the last moment. He thought that this old monster would not care about the life and death of dozens of breath-taking Taoist priests. If he couldn't tell, he would definitely not take action.

Xin Youtao felt sad and lamented that he had a miserable fate. He lost his mother at a young age and lost the most important protection. As the eldest son of the royal family, he could not inherit the throne and entered the Pangshan Taoist dynasty. He almost couldn't condense his energy and became a pill. He also caught up with the Daotong disaster that happened once in a hundred thousand years...

He couldn't think about it anymore, so hesitated for a while and flew to the military camp not far away. At this time, he didn't want to see Mu Xingqiu. He just wanted to tell his sister.

The princess was not wearing a veil and was resting alone in the tent. She needed some rest time.

"elder sister."

The princess opened her eyes and said, "You should stay with the Taoists."

"I want you to tell me the truth."

"I have never concealed it from you."

"Are you really planning to fight the demon soldiers with this little army? You are so smart, there is always a way to let those onlookers come and join the war, right?"

The princess looked at her younger brother, "What did King Tosuke do to my younger brother? He turned him into a coward?"

"I'm not a coward." Xin Youtao was taken care of by his sister since he was a child and never concealed in front of her. "King Dongjie said... Everything is destined. The Nine Daotong is about to be unable to suppress the demon clan. The rise of the demon clan is just a prelude. Resistance is useless. Human life span is short. It is better to retreat to a safer place to survive the rest of life..."

Xin Youtao couldn't continue to say that he was a Taoist priest and should not be influenced by a mortal, but Wang Dongjie said every word about him, so he could not believe it.

The princess's face calmed down, "What do you want?"

"Let's... leave, go to the imperial capital. With the status and intelligence of our siblings, we can gain a foothold in the royal family and the Longbin Society with a little trick. As for the demon army, it should have been solved by the Holy Talisman Dynasty."

The princess stood up, walked to her younger brother, and smiled, "Do you know, everyone's destiny is arranged. But it is not destined."

Xin Youtao was slightly stunned, not understanding what his sister meant to say.

"Everyone has accepted the arrangement of fate from birth. Some are farmers, some are vendors, some are soldiers, and some are royal families. When they grow up, everyone has to learn special skills, and these skills are ultimately used. People who have held a hoe for half their lives are dizzy when they see weapons, and generals who fight everywhere will be restrained when they enter the palace. You have seen all this. The royal families also have their own skills. We have been learning since childhood. Every move, including every idea, is to prepare for becoming the lord of a country in the future. You are ridiculed in the Pangshan Daotong because the skills you have learned are useless there. Do you still want to bear it again in the imperial capital?"

"But our status has not changed..."

"My younger brother, without Xijieguo and this army, you and I are nothing. Conspiracy can do many things, but there are always times when it is not enough to be able to get rid of the land and the people. The so-called straits and straits are just funny monkey tricks. Brother, do you remember the majesty and honor of the king that my father told you when he was a child?"

"You said that it's just for outsiders to see."

"That's because I didn't know this day." The princess's voice became heavier and heavier. She hoped to pull her younger brother out of the abyss of timidity. "Majesty and honor are also a skill, and they are exclusive skills of the royal family. Most of the time they appear stale because the timing is wrong. Now, tomorrow, I don't use conspiracies, intelligence and intelligence, but only majesty and honor. The ancestors of Xin's family rely on them to be king, and we must also use them to save Xijieguo, or die for them."

Xin Youtao lowered his head and thought for a while. He was trying to accept everything his sister said, but he couldn't. He shook his head, "You said that fate is not destined."

"Of course, there will always be people who change their destiny. The farmer becomes a warrior, and the warrior jumps into a king. You are already a prince, how else do you want to change?"

"What prince am I?" Xin Youtao couldn't say that his sister was, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable anger. "I am a thorn in the queen's eyes. Even without all this, I can only be a talisman master. Why do I need to protect Xijieguo with majesty and honor? What is this good for me? Where are the queen and her sons? Where are they? This is their responsibility!"

"Then let's change this and turn Nishisukeko into your responsibility." The princess said softly.

Xin Youtao shook his head vigorously and retreated to the door, "You are not my sister, your own sister will protect me and support me, instead of letting me die!"

Xin Youtao rushed out of the tent, and the princess stared blankly at the direction where her brother disappeared. After a while, she turned around and returned to her original place, and continued to close her eyes and rest, "War will change everyone." She said to herself.

Xin Youtao, who was walking in the military camp, regretted it very much. He shouldn't have spoken to his sister like this. In the sinister palace, his sister was his only support, but he didn't want to go back and apologize because he had not yet recovered his courage, and even if he made a gesture, he would only disappoint his sister.

The prince had left the capital for too long, and most of the soldiers did not recognize him. He regarded him as a Taoist priest who came to support him, showed curiosity and awe, but did not recognize or obey.

Xin Youtao didn't care. He didn't want to fly, he just wanted to walk down to earth.

A familiar voice came from the front, which was the veteran Mr. Pan San. The princess gave him many choices. She was even willing to break the rules and directly appoint him as a general. This was much more difficult than appointing Mu Xingqiu. After all, Mr. Pan San was just a retired veteran, but he refused all of them and was willing to be a guard of the princess.

At this moment, Mr. Pan San was showing off his brand new armor to a group of guards. He was indifferent to war. It seemed that tomorrow he only needed to protect the princess and show her a look in front of everyone to end everything.

"When I was in the army, I always thought of retiring from the army and living a peaceful life. I really made my home, but I realized where the stability came from? It was boring, so boring that I fart was so slight. I have thought it through this time, just die on the battlefield, at least I can smell a little bloody smell. But don't get me wrong, I don't want to die tomorrow. I want to protect the princess to win the battle, and after making meritorious service, I will drink it hard before talking about death in battle..."

The guards were laughing and quickly accepted the veteran and regarded him as a trusted comrade.

Xin Youtao envied Mr. Pan San, and even envied these ignorant soldiers. He raised his sword and flew back to the city amid the soldiers' amazement.

Only one person may be able to give him the most needed strength.

Mu Xingqiu had just returned from the inn. He was inspiring the fighting spirit of the Taoists in the main hall of the military camp. When he saw Xin Youtao coming in, he nodded at him without interrupting his speech. "...Friends of Taoism came with passion. One day, this passion will be spent as a Taoist disaster. At that time, your cultivation will rise a lot. You will never come to participate in a battle that is almost impossible to win. You will become a high-level Taoist priest, looking down at the battle between mortals and demons, saying, "This has nothing to do with me, the Taoist throne has more powerful enemies to deal with.' But looking back on the past, you will not regret participating in this battle, just like you will not regret snatching toys from friends when you were a child, because you were very happy at that time."

The Taoist priests all laughed, and some even applauded, which was already a sign of passion for them.

"The Third Ancestor of the Taoist Orthodox defeated the demons under the most unlikely circumstances. Even the higher Taoist priests will occasionally feel excited when they read the records of ancient books. We are all low-level Taoist priests in the breath-taking realm. We could not experience the difficulties and obstacles experienced by the Third Ancestor and the great achievements they created, but tomorrow we will face a powerful enemy, which is an opportunity."

"The Taoist priests of Xingluo will not have such an opportunity. They calculate accurately and always defeat the demon army with stronger strength. The Taoist priests of the Shenshen will not. They will fight as long as they want, and run away if they want. Taoist priests of the Swallowing Swallowing Swords, either, because most of them have survived the Heart Fire Tribulation and have no blood in their bodies. They are more willing to obey the command of the higher Taoist priests rather than make their own decisions. Only us, a group of Taoist priests who are inhaled, have not had enough brains and have not yet retreated. The enemy is still very strong, and they can experience the tragic priests who are put to death 130,000 years ago!"

Mu Xingqiu pinched the Taoist fire technique with his right hand and placed it horizontally on his chest. He did not use spells, which made everyone's fighting spirit even higher, because this was their long-standing emotion, "The Taoist fire will not be extinguished."

"The Dao Fire will not be extinguished." Everyone responded. They were Taoists and could not make any moves of raising their arms and shouting. Even the voices of more than fifty people combined were slightly dull, but the fighting spirit contained in this voice was even stronger.

"The Dao Fire is not extinguished." Xin Youtao followed everyone to say these four words, and the timidity in his heart suddenly disappeared.

He understood that he had become a thorough Taoist priest without realizing it. Only among his kind of people can he face death calmly.

He is no longer a prince.

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