Fangfang likes to fly in the snow, and the sky eyes will be affected to a certain extent. The coldness in her body makes her feel free. She is already a Taoist priest of Fuxia, and her flight speed is much faster than before. She soon flew around Duanliu City and then flew westward until a hundred miles away.

The talisman masters placed a large number of flying talismans used for surveillance in the air. They were made of paper of different sizes and colors. They were made of bamboo sheets as skeletons with complex patterns on them, like simple wireless kites, flying back and forth in a fixed area. Not every piece could resist rain and snow. Many flying talismans flew lower and lower because they could not bear the heavy burden of snow, and finally fell to the ground and became a useless waste paper.

Fangfang approached the flying talisman, blew away the snowflakes on it, and cast a simple dehumidification spell. She didn't know much about the talisman, so she didn't dare to do too much. Two flying talismans shook up and down a few times after receiving Fangfang's help, as if expressing gratitude. Fangfang guessed that this was probably the result of the manipulation of the talisman master on the ground.

The bald man was happier than Fangfang. He didn't fly fast enough, so he firmly fixed on Fangfang's shoulders, opened his mouth to bite the snowflakes, and then used his free strand of hair to tease the flying talisman. Occasionally, he encountered a strong cold wind, and he kept opening his mouth, slowly twisting the direction, and blew out different tones of crying.

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Fangfang accelerated her speed, and her Taoist robe was hunting, but her face was not affected. The oncoming wind and snow could not even dilute her smile. Not long after, she stopped. A few dozen miles ahead was the territory occupied by unclean energy. It might be dangerous to rush in rashly.

"Why did you stop?" The bald man could not see anything except the snowflakes nearby.

"It's almost time to reach the territory of the demon clan." Fangfang looked at it with her eyes and was surprised to find that the unclean air was also affected by snowflakes, and it seemed to have signs of shrinking and thinning. "It's time for us to go back."

"Then go a long way and try to fly as much as possible. We finally got out."

Fangfang agreed with a smile, turned south, and walked into a big circle before turning back to Duanliu City. She also looked south for a while. Several armies of the vassal states were struggling to Duanliu City in the wind and snow. Even if there were talismans in front of them, the horses still did not dare to run too fast on the ground mixed with snow and rain. From time to time, soldiers fell off the horse's back.

Several armies are not far away and can reach Duanliu City before dawn.

"I must participate in this battle." Fangfang murmured to herself.

"I want to participate too!" the bald man screamed, grinding his teeth hard, "If I bite anyone and I won't give up, oh, I've already died once, and I won't give up."

It was already the middle of the night when Fangfang flew back to Duanliu City. The snow still had no tendency to weaken. Several inches of snow were accumulated on the ground, and the rain and snow on the lower layer were condensed into ice.

There was still a person practicing boxing in the inn courtyard. The nine arms that transformed into can't tell the authenticity even if they were Tianmu. Mu Xingqiu was just practicing, but only faint footprints were left on the snow.

Fangfang stood quietly under the eaves, and the bald man also closed his mouth. It was not until Mu Xing's autumn harvest that he shouted excitedly: "Brother Xiaoqiu, we are going to the battlefield too."

Mu Xingqiu smiled at them. "Speak softly, everyone else is resting."

The bald man lowered his voice, "If I make a contribution, can I choose a reward by myself?"

"Don't you want a body?" Mu Xingqiu walked over.

"I don't want it anymore. It's not that I'm not my body, I feel uncomfortable with it, and I think I'm pretty good like this. Actually, I want a mirror, and my mirror is all on the Old Ancestor Peak, and I haven't brought it out. Oh, if I have the will, I will be very sad."

"Well, I'll ask for a mirror for you."

The bald man showed joy, "Don't have ordinary mirrors, I want the same bronze mirror as you, the kind that can shine."

"You don't have magic power, the bronze mirror will not shine."

"Then I want it too." Bald Zifei jumped in the air twice, his voice unconsciously getting louder, and then hurriedly lowered his voice, "The Taoist mirror smells different."

Mu Xingqiu summoned his bronze mirror from the treasure bag, "After fighting this battle, Zuo Liuying and Shen Jixian will not give you a mirror, I will give this to you."

The bald man shouted happily in a lower voice, immediately rushed to the bronze mirror, circled around it, and sniffed it gently with his nose, "Like the syrup I just made, huh, there are words on it."

The bronze mirror is round. The three heads are put together and carefully looked at it. Sure enough, a few words were found on the edge of the front, just around it, using ancient fonts. Mu Xingqiu could only guess two or three words. Fangfang said softly: "Hundred refining divine gold, elephant and round, treasure appraisal, and power and subdue demon spirit."

Mu Xingqiu turned the bronze mirror and there were two big characters on the back that looked like talismans. Mu Xingqiu always thought it was an ordinary picture decoration. Fangfang looked at it for a while and reluctantly recited: "The moon wheel seems to be these two words."

"So the bronze mirror has a name." The bald man suddenly realized, gently rubbed a strand of hair on the mirror, and liked it even more.

Except for the main magic weapon he refines himself, the other magic weapons of several Taoist priests are treasured by Pangshanwu Ancestral Hall. Taoist priests were not even qualified to appreciate it, because of this major change, each person got a set.

Fangfang also took out her bronze mirror. She had never used it. She was a little smaller than Mu Xingqiu's Moon Ring Mirror. The words on the front edge were exactly the same, but the words behind it were obviously different. "It should be... Ben Yao."

"What a weird name." The bald man's eyes turned around on the two bronze mirrors, "Yao is the star, so the two mirrors are called the moon and the other are called the star, which is quite a perfect match."

The two of them smiled at the same time, and Fangfang put away the bronze mirror, "I'm going to see the first seat, and the unclean atmosphere in the west seems to have changed a little."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "Leave the bald man behind, we haven't been chatting for a long time."

"I want to stay, I want to stay." The bald man jumped and Fangfang agreed and went to see Zuo Liuying himself.

Mu Xingqiu took Baldman out of the inn, entered the uninhabited street, and strolled in the snow. Baldman was very happy. He flew around and left and right, and even broke into the uninhabited house. No matter what he saw, he would add a sentence "I used to have it at home."

After walking out of two streets, the bald man became bored and returned to Mu Xingqiu's shoulders. "Brother Xiaoqiu, what are you going to talk to me?"

"What do you do in Zuo Liuying's room?"

The bald man thought for a while, "Zuo Liuying breathed at the ancestor tower every day, and Lan Qizhang casts spells at a bunch of magic weapons. When he was tired, he would change to Fangfang. Zeng Fu and I chatted with him. Haha, she is so old that she has never seen anything. I have to tell her stories. When I am tired, I will have a nap..."

"Have Fangfang been tired recently?"

"Ah? She...is okay...I've been sleeping lately..." The bald man suddenly stammered.

Mu Xingqiu did not forcefully ask. He smiled and said, "I want to try a small spell on you. Are you willing to accept it?"

"I'm willing, but I don't have a body, so where does I get the 'body'?"

"It's enough to have a head. You may feel a little sleepy, and you may feel something getting into your head. Don't worry about it or try to stop it, you just..."

"I'll just fall asleep." The bald man rushed to say, closing his eyes, "Come on."

Mu Xingqiu had never learned the method of controlling his mind, and only tried it once in Qu Xungu. At this time, he used the illusion of mind again. He looked for the feeling at that time and slowly entered the bald mind thinking.

The bald man's emotions were simpler than that of ordinary people. He was completely unaware of Mu Xingqiu, and his mind spell was able to easily enter the deeper level. After exploring it for a while, Mu Xingqiu gradually found the trick and found that it was not harmful to the bald man, so he boldly observed the bald man's brain.

This was a reasonable attempt. Bald man was originally very simple and had no resistance to him. Mu Xingqiu's half-baked illusion could have an effect. Otherwise, even if he was just an ordinary person's mind, he would not have been able to break through.

Memory is like a thick layer of paper, each piece is a picture and sound of different lengths, and it influences and superimposes each other. It requires certain skills to separate them.

The bald man's memory is also relatively simple, far less complicated than Qu Xugu. After trying it a few times, Mu Xingqiu was finally able to uncover it one by one, so a vivid scene appeared in his mind, like a lifelike dream, and the sound also rang directly in his mind, rather than being heard.

Mu Xingqiu saw Fangfang flying in the snow and cast a spell to blow away the snow on the flying talisman. He couldn't help but smile, and almost interrupted his mind and hurriedly constrained his mind and accelerated the speed of picking. Soon, he saw the situation in Zuo Liuying's room.

An ordinary guest room, tables, chairs, beds and other items were piled up in the corner, with most of them emptying. Zuo Liuying sat cross-legged in the air several feet above the ground, pinching different magic tricks with his hands. Two identical ancestor towers rotated slowly around him.

Mu Xingqiu accelerated again, and the people in the room walked around, but only Zuo Liuying never moved.

Soon, he saw Fangfang breaking through the seventh level of inhalation and reaching the realm of Gu Xia. She also sat in the air, facing Zuo Liuying, her whole body was shrouded in a layer of floating light. She looked very relaxed, but her face was a little haggard.

Going further forward is the seven-day curse period. At first glance, Mu Xingqiu was shocked. Fangfang stood in the air and cast spells in all directions like a madman. She learned ice spells, and the ice thorns flew around her. There was a larger light shield next to her, absorbing all spells and causing no damage.

But Fangfang's expression was completely wrong. She had always been calm, and the expression on her face was extremely scared, even more afraid than when she was chased by a snake demon seven years ago. She cast spells without purpose and showed hatred and anger at everyone in the room.

Mu Xingqiu is not good at sorting out other people's memories, so he is picking from behind. The crazy Fangfang looks gradually getting better, showing depressedness, panic, hatred, distress, self-pity, and suspicion in turn. Finally, she stood in front of Mu Xingqiu in the bald memory, pressed his heart to "removal" the curse for him, and actually transferred to herself. At that time, the first day of the demon fire curse had ended, and the weakness brought by it was not clearly reflected in Mu Xingqiu.

During the six days, Fangfang also had time to wake up and looked extremely tired while sitting on the bed. Zeng Fu hugged her and told her something, but Mu Xingqiu didn't pay attention.

In a memory, Lan Qizhang asked with a slight resentment: "Is this worth it?"

The tired Fangfang smiled, "From the moment he appeared in front of me on a horse, he was everything about me and all my Taoist disasters. I am willing to be deviled for him."

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