Zuo Liuying's voice has appeared in many people's minds, each with different ages, majestic, or mysterious. In short, few people associate his voice with his appearance. When he finally spoke, everyone was shocked. It was a soft words like the spring breeze, just suitable for a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old...

But for a hundred-year-old Shintoshi, the sound seemed abrupt and weird.

Shin Jixian was one or two hundred years older than Zuo Liuying. It can be said that he was watching him grow up, so he was most shocked, "Aren't you born mute?"

"No." Zuo Liuying's voice was so soft that he didn't seem to deny or reject him when he said "no". "I made a vow when I was in my mother's womb that I would only speak until my practice reached the end."

Zuo Liuying is the root of the fetus, and it condenses qi into a elixir in the mother's belly, and even reaches the realm of the fetus that ordinary Taoist priests can only reach for many years of hard practice. Therefore, when parents recite Taoist books, they can understand it if they are still a fetus.

His parents agreed that the tongue is the most unnecessary among the ears, eyes, nose, mouth, body and facial features: tasting the taste is not helpful for practice, but it is easy to be captured by the desires of the mouth and abdomen; if Taoists can communicate directly with magic power, there is no need to speak, and sometimes they will cause trouble.

But the two of them were used to speaking and couldn't resist the urge to speak. They could only place their hopes on their son, "I hope he is a taciturn person who can avoid the influence of his tongue."

Zuo Liuying felt deeply about these discussions, so from the moment he was born, he never spoke or explained this to anyone. Even his parents thought his son was a natural mute, and were very happy about this. Finally, he confirmed that his son was indeed a unique genius.

"Have you encountered a sigh disaster?" Shen Jixian asked.

There are many kinds of Taoist tribulations. There are several that are familiar to all Taoists, such as love tribulations, joy tribulations, collapse tribulations, freedom tribulations, etc., and sigh tribulations are also included. The road to practice is endless. Even if you reach the realm of subduing the sun, you can continue to improve your strength, but there are no ones who can keep going. Sooner or later, the Taoist priest will feel tired and find that no matter how much elixirs you take, you will not be able to retain spiritual power, and your magic power will never be able to be enhanced. At this time, the only choice is to sigh and admit that your practice has reached the end and stop from now on.

Shen Jixian was in a conflicted mood. As a Taoist priest Pang Shan, he hoped that a Taoist priest who could appear in Benshan would appear. As the first leader of the Five Elements Department whose practice was stopped at the seventh level of Xinglou, he hoped that Zuo Liuying's talent would eventually be exhausted.

"No, but I decided to give up my practice and give up for the time being." Perhaps it was because I never spoke with words. Zuo Liuying's tone was a bit weird, lacking ups and downs, and every word was the same clarity and standard. "Pang Shan encountered crises in a row. It was not caused by me, so I fulfilled my responsibility as the first person, but I could not delay my practice. The loss of the Yangshen Peak was my fault, because I was not distracted to pay attention to the matters in the peak. So I had to temporarily stop practicing until I took back the Yangshen Peak."

Zuo Liuying finally spoke with his mouth, his voice unexpectedly. The way did not change, and it was uncomfortable to be straightforward. Hundreds of Taoist priests died for Pang Shan one after another, but he just "fulfilled the responsibility of the first person."

Everyone has become accustomed to his style, and no one cares a lot.

"Are you sure Shen Geng will escape to Luanjing Mountain?" Shen Jixian asked. Going to Luanjing Mountain to save people was his mission, but he didn't mind giving them to Zuo Liuying. After all, the possibility of the Shen Taoist priest successfully saving people is higher.

Zuo Liuying handed the Ancestor Tower to Shen Jixian. If he loses his clone, his strength will be weaker a little, but it is still enough to repel ordinary enemies, provided that Shen Jixian's injuries can heal as soon as possible.

"Shen Geng is going to find Yang Baozhen." Zuo Liuying's answer was very simple, without giving any unnecessary explanation.

Grandmaster Pangshan Ning Qiwei and a large number of disciples from the Five Elements Department were trapped in Luanjing Mountain, including Yang Baozhen and Yang Qingyin's parents.

Mu Xingqiu took two steps first, "I'll go with you, Shen Geng is also the problem I want to solve."

Zuo Liuying glanced at him, perhaps because he spoke in person, there was a little more emotion in this glance, just like the scrutiny of a stranger when he first met, "Of course you have to go, Qin Lingshuang's soul is in your sword, and it is indispensable in Luanjing Mountain."

Mu Xingqiu was choked and speechless, so he simply said nothing.

The bald man spoke, "And I, wherever Brother Xiaoqiu goes, I'll go, Shen Geng is so bad, let me bite him."

"I'm the one." Yang Qingyin also came over, "I haven't cut off my parents' affection yet, why do I have to save them once?"

"I am a disciple of the Five Elements Department..." Xiao Qingtao volunteered, inhaling the Taoist priests spoke one by one, all wanting to go to Luanjing Mountain together.

Shen Jixian felt that this was a good thing, at least it showed that Taoist Pang Shan would never retreat in the face of danger. "We can't go all of them, and we have to leave a few people to help me protect the Patriarch Tower."

In Zuo Liuying's opinion, this is an extremely simple choice question, "Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin, Pei Shurong, Xin Youtao went to Luanjing Mountain with me, and the others stayed."

"I, I." The bald man jumped up and down in a hurry.

"The bald man must follow me." Mu Xingqiu said that even if Zuo Liuying opposes, he must persist.

But Zuo Liuying just nodded, turned around and went back to the room, turning a blind eye to Lan Qizhang lying at the door.

Yang Qingyin said in confusion: "That's it? I haven't discussed when to set out and which route to take."

Shen Jixian had a better understanding of this Taoist priest who had known him for hundreds of years. He laughed a few times, then sighed, "You can follow him. He had an idea in his heart, but he didn't want to tell you now."

"He still thinks that he is the only one who is the right person?" Yang Qingyin said loudly without any concealment, hoping to inspire Zuo Liuying to come out to argue, but even she herself knew that this was impossible.

Shin Jixian also walked to his room, "When Zuo Liuying felt that he was right, he was always right, but there were some things he could not even predict, so he would still make mistakes."

"Let's discuss it ourselves. Even if Zuo Liuying doesn't need it, we should have our own plans." Mu Xingqiu made up his mind to no longer follow the high Taoist priests without principles. His suggestion was immediately agreed by everyone and he went to his room to discuss it together. Even Shen Hao and several Taoist priests who stayed in Duanliu City followed in.

The unconscious Lanqizhang was still lying on the ground. Xiao Qingtao glanced at him for the last time, ran a few steps, and followed the other Taoist priests.

The Taoists did not discuss specific plans and spent most of their time discussing Shen Geng. Everyone still didn't understand how there would be people like "demon Taoist". Yang Qingyin spoke without restraint and pointed out the similarities between Mu Xingqiu and Shen Geng. "Shen Geng took seven emotions and six desires to be a Taoist, and you practiced with love disasters - you two should not go to the same road in the end."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, and Xin Youtao beside him expressed his opinion, "To be honest, it's just my opinion. Is there any other problem with this magic priest besides killing? Shen Geng can retain the seven emotions and six desires. I think it seems more comfortable than ordinary Taoist priests." Seeing that everyone's eyes were wrong, he hurriedly added: "I won't be a magic priest, but I have this doubt in my heart. Neither of the two leaders explained it clearly. Oh, it would be great if Qin Lingshuang was still there, she would definitely be able to quote the scriptures..."

It was this sentence that ended the discussion that night. Mu Xingqiu was able to control his emotions, but the others did not want to talk about Fangfang, so they left one by one.

Chen Hao was the last one to leave and failed to go to Luanjing Mountain together. He was not sorry. Staying in Duanliu City to protect the ancestor tower was also an equally important task, but he wanted to say something to Mu Xingqiu.

"I used to regret not having the courage to rescue Fangfang when I was in Yelin Town."

"Well, you told me." Mu Xingqiu knew Chen Hao's feelings for Fangfang, but the two had never had a real competition, because Fangfang always stood firmly beside Mu Xingqiu.

"Now I don't regret it, because I'm not worthy of her."

Mu Xingqiu remained silent. As a friend and Taoist priest, he would not say some ambiguous and polite words to comfort Chen Hao.

"You saved Fangfang, Fangfang died for you. This is a complete cycle."

"If Fangfang marry your brother..." Mu Xingqiu stopped thinking that Yelin Town disappeared later.

"Haha, even if Yelin Town does not disappear, Fangfang will not be better. You must have heard a lot of rumors about my brother, most of which are not true, but there is one thing I have seen with my own eyes that he loves to beat people, and his servants are far away from him and dare not approach him easily. Even my father was pulled by him. Living with my brother, Fangfang is worse than death."

Chen Hao was not here to ask for comfort. He hoped that his words could comfort Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu was silent again. Chen Hao knew that he had understood what he meant, so he nodded and walked out of the door. He suddenly stopped and said without looking back: "Even if you do it again, Fangfang will still choose to go up with you and then break the pill outside Duanliu City."

Even if Fangfang is no longer here, their emotions are not regretful. This is what Chen Hao wants to express.

The bald man stood on the table and fell asleep again, like a vivid statue. Mu Xingqiu sat alone by the bed, placing the Frost Soul Sword on his knees, and carefully examining the side where the lines turned blood red.

"Lunjingshan wants to make your decision, don't worry, I will not let anyone succeed, and I will find your soul back for you."

Mu Xingqiu didn't know how long he had been sitting. When he raised his head, he found that it was already dawn and the bald man was playing a game of fighting with three strands of hair, without any sound.

Sun Yulu was uninvited at this time. It seemed that the two had already made an appointment. Mu Xingqiu would definitely wait, and she would definitely come.

"I heard about what happened last night. If we stayed in Duanliu City, we could have stopped Shen Geng."

"This is Pang Shan's business."

Sun Yulu smiled slightly, "Okay, I won't interfere with Pangshan's affairs. Let's talk about the Frost Soul Sword. It is the greatest hope to defeat Feng Ruhui and regain Luanjing Mountain. Its performance last night was far beyond our expectations."

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