The Daohuo Infant Pill will not take effect immediately. It will have to wait for one to three days. Shen Jixian put away the box and smiled and said, "Don't worry, the greater the potential, the slower the effect. The demon soldiers will not reach Duanliu City within three days. Try not to cast spells. If there is a demon invasion, just leave it to me."

The first seat of the Five Elements Department returned to his room, and eight Taoist priests stood in the courtyard and experienced it quietly. Yang Qingyin first spoke, "You will know the effect soon, but I don't know when I will wait. It's really unlucky. Do you think the smell of this thing is weird?"

"No, it's a little hot when it's on your hands, but it's not hot at all when you eat it. The taste is like... like..." Xiao Qingtao couldn't describe it.

"It's like a rotten vegetable leaf that has been overcooked." Mu Xingqiu said.

He was the only one who had eaten this kind of food, but others nodded, and they felt more about "overcooked" and "rotten".

"I hope to go straight from the third level of inhalation to the seventh level." Xin Youtao was very confident and found that everyone's eyes were a little strange. He said in surprise: "I have been practicing very hard, and... I feel that I have a lot of potential that has not been realized."

The Taoist priests all laughed, Xin Youtao's face turned red, but he still insisted on his own opinion.

"I hope all the first seats can be like Shin's first seats, with clear rewards and punishments, especially--" Shen Hao pointed his eyes at Zuo Liuying's room.

The Taoists all nodded. In just one month, they had experienced arduous battles and the death of their companions, but they did not receive a word of thanks or praise from Zuo Liuying. Even their magic weapons were said to be borrowed at first, but they changed their words and said they did not need to be returned until Shen Jixian arrived.

"Yes." Yang Qingyin raised her hand and patted her forehead gently, "Think about it carefully, Zuo Liuying is too much, but Shen Jixian used a few words of praise and a Daohuo Infant Pill to get us away, which was too stingy. We have done so many things. We should get more and better rewards."

The eight Taoist priests said one by one, and the more they said, the more they felt that they had been treated unfairly, and they didn't even notice that the snowflakes gradually increased.

"There is not enough people." Fangfang walked out with a bald man with a smile on her face, "This is the reason why the left leader does not give you rewards, and she is afraid of arousing your greed."

"Isn't he afraid of arousing our rebellious heart?" Yang Qingyin glared and opened her throat and shouted: "Zuo Liuying! Shen Jixian! We heard all the words? Take out the good things as soon as possible!"

Neither of the first seats responded.

"You can slowly stimulate your potential. I'm going to patrol outside the city." Fangfang raised his sword, "I have to work harder to be rewarded with a magic pill."

She blinked at everyone and flew away with the bald man. From a distance, she could hear the bald man asking, "How much contribution do I have to make to get a body?"

Mu Xingqiu was about to summon the magic sword, but remembered that he could not cast the magic spell yet, so he had to look at the back in the night sky. The snow was getting bigger and soon even the back disappeared.

"Qin Lingshuang should also receive the reward." Yang Qingyin was unfair, "Isn't it a merit to help repair the Patriarch Tower? If you want to blame, blame Zuo Liuying, and don't tell Shen Jixian about her merit."

Xiao Qingtao laughed and said, "Even if Fangfang wants a reward, she doesn't want the Daohuo Infant Pill."

"Why?"

Xiao Qingtao found out that she had let go of her mouth and stuck out her tongue. "It's okay to tell you, it's not a bad thing. Fangfang has already broken through the seventh level of inhalation and obtained the Fauxia Dao Fruit."

The eight Taoist priests in the courtyard were stunned. After a while, Chen Hao said in surprise: "How is this possible? She only inhale the sixth level a few days ago."

Yang Qingyin didn't believe it even more, "What? She has surpassed me? Is she telling you? It must be bragging, impossible! It is difficult to break through the realm, absolutely, absolutely impossible."

"Fangfang doesn't brag." Xiao Qingtao hurriedly defended. "It was a few days ago when the demon clan was cursing, she rose to the seventh level of inhalation. Then she directly obtained the Fauxia Dao Fruit, which Zuo Liuying personally protected, so Fangfang was equivalent to having received the reward."

During the war against the curse, everyone was very busy and rarely came to the inn. Fangfang had never walked out of the room and made significant progress quietly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Why didn't she tell me?" Mu Xingqiu accidentally expressed his doubts. He thought he was the one who knew Fangfang best, but he didn't expect that she told Xiao Qingtao about such an important thing first.

"Maybe she thought you two had a good relationship, you should have guessed it long ago." Yang Qingyin yawned and walked towards her room.

"Fangfang wanted to find a suitable time to tell you, but I asked me to tell you first." Xiao Qingtao stuck out his tongue again, took a few steps, and left.

Mu Xingqiu remembered that he had not been alone with Fangfang for several days, and once again wanted to fly with a sword. After thinking about it, he still held back.

Chen Hao smiled and patted Mu Xingqiu on his shoulder twice, walked towards his room, and suddenly turned around and said to Xin Youtao, "Hey, your Daohuo Infant Pill seems to be starting to work."

Xin Youtao was slightly stunned, then reacted that Chen Hao was mocking him for not having much potential, and immediately fought back: "Do you want to make a bet? Oh, no, you always lose when you bet, you will definitely not want to... Wait for me, you guy."

The courtyard was empty, and Mu Xingqiu was the only one left. Everyone was actually looking for excuses to return to their room and want to practice, wanting to feel how much potential they have and whether the elixirs began to produce results.

They are a group of inhaled Taoist priests who can fight demons fearlessly, but once they are involved in practice, everyone has little thoughts like children.

Mu Xingqiu also had a fire in his heart. It had been seven years since he entered Pangshan. He asked himself that he had never slacked off in his practice and had shown his deep potential several times, so he should go further than others.

Mu Xingqiu often thought about it, but this was not the most commonly used method of practice in the mind science. He punched in a thin layer of snow, gradually increasing his luck until nine kinds of use were used together, and nine arms were transformed into the boxing techniques of each arm. The boxing techniques of each arm were slightly different, forming a boxing shadow light cover that enveloped his upper body.

Boxing is not an offensive method of the mind science, it is just a method of grinding, just like the knife, axe, hammer and chisel in the hands of a craftsman. No matter how well the tools are or how skillful they are used, the works that are displayed in the end should not have their shadow. The more perfect the work is, the more so it is.

Mu Xingqiu was so excited that he could hardly feel tired. The nine arms covered the area wider and wider, and finally covered his lower body.

I don't know how long it took, maybe just a moment. He stopped practicing boxing and found that the young demon stopped not far in front of him. He lowered his arms and let out a breath, and a little further away, and a dozen steps away, standing Lan Qizhang.

The two Taoist priests stared at each other through the young demon, and no one spoke. The young demon turned around, flew to the opposite side of Lanqizhang, and slowly made a click at him. The sound was low and seemed to be threatening, but he did not take action.

"This is the first snow this year." Mu Xingqiu spoke first. He really didn't know how to face this disciple of the Forbidden Secretary Department who was about to die. To be fair, he never liked Lan Qizhang very much.

Lan Qizhang looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky. The night was dark, but he was not affected. The snowflakes were extremely clear in his eyes. As long as he was willing, he could even see the shape of each snowflake, "Do you have to choose Qin Lingshuang?"

Mu Xingqiu was stunned, then furious and said stiffly: "This has nothing to do with you."

"I'm not thinking about myself." Lan Qizhang was unmoved. There was even a habitual smile on his face, "You will be her drag."

"Um?"

"I believe you also know that Taoist priests can choose their own mortal fate and Taoist fate. This choice is like a magic. From the beginning, they have the idea of ​​cutting off the love disaster, so both parties benefit and do not drag down each other. There is one worst situation. That is, love disaster is not out of choice, but is casual, indulged in it, and gradually get trapped by love. It will be very difficult to cut off the love disaster and practice. Qin Lingshuang is trapped by you, which will greatly affect her practice."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, his anger was swept away. He didn't expect that he would say the next words to Lan Qizhang. He thought he would never say them. "Fangfang didn't choose me, and I didn't choose her. This is a natural thing, and we will naturally let it continue."

The smile on Lan Qizhang's face disappeared, showing a little confusion, "You are practicing the art of defiance of heaven, and you should have heard this sentence, 'Cultivation is defiance of heaven'."

Mu Xingqiu nodded. Of course he had heard that this was the truth that Meng Yuanhou once preached to his new disciples, and he could recite it well: "Heaven wants you to live for only a few decades, you have to live for a hundred years, a thousand years; God wants you to eat, sleep every day, you have to fast without eating, and sleep without sleep; God wants you to jump only a few feet, and your strength is not a hundred kilograms, you have to step on the sky and step on the clouds, and your strength can destroy the mountains..."

"So what else do you have to say about nature?" Lan Qizhang emphasized his tone, as if he was teaching a new disciple. "The Taoist priests experience nature and control nature, but they will not mix with nature. Love is nature, so we have to use magic to summon it and cut it off. You and Qin Lingshuang want it naturally, but in fact they have gone astray."

The young demon's clicking sound became louder and louder, and the dancing was getting bigger and bigger. But this time it was not angry, but laughing, although the laughter was very strange, like a thousand crabs shaking their front claws.

Mu Xingqiu also smiled. He knew that the young demon was the real thought deep in his heart, and he could not deny it or eliminate it. "You made a mistake. Without 'we', I don't have to be a Taoist priest, and neither is Fangfang. If your practice is hindered - then stop."

Lan Qizhang seemed even more confused. A Taoist priest did not regard practice as his only pursuit in his life. This was too strange. "You can stop practicing, so can I, Qin Lingshuang, she is a natural practitioner, and she may even surpass the achievements of the left leader. She is the next hope of Pangshan Taoist Tong, and you cannot be her obstacle."

As a smoke swallowing priest, Lan Qizhang's control of emotions was very stable, but at this time he showed obvious anger, "Please don't be so selfish. Qin Lingshuang has already endured the Demonic Curse for you, you should..."

"What did you say?" Mu Xingqiu's heart suddenly became panicked.

"The Demonic Curse is not a joke, nor is it a stupid attack from several demon races. It is a real power. You don't feel it because Qin Lingshuang turned the curse onto himself."

Puff, the young demon disappeared.

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