Yang Qingyin stared at the table silently, and then raised her head when she heard Mu Xingqiu's question, with a cold expression...

"What's there to say? You've seen Zuo Liuying. He treats you as a high-level Taoist priest. Your thoughts are naturally the same as those of a high-level Taoist priest. He thinks that snatching the soul to save Wangshan is the most important thing."

She glanced at Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao again, "I told you a long time ago that there is no need to waste words. He would participate if he wanted to participate. If he didn't want to participate, it would be useless to say anything. A few years ago we should declare war on the demon clan. Until now, it will only make more Taoist priests discouraged."

Xiao Qingtao lowered her head and did not dare to say anything, but Chen Hao only stared at Mu Xingqiu, "I want to listen to you telling your decision in person."

Mu Xingqiu understood that more than five years of retreat practice caused a crack between him and Pang Shan and his friends. The culprit was neither emotional barriers nor conflicts of opinions, but time. Chen Hao and his friends were walking on a rapidly changing timeline, practicing, teaching, and persuading other low-level Taoist priests to be busy every day. They made a lot of efforts and could no longer retreat. However, he had been immersed in the almost stagnant river of time. His memories were still firmly connected with that night more than five years ago, thinking about the young demons, souls and demon disasters.

Should I stay in my own time river and move forward step by step, or should I run around to catch up with others?

"I have to think about it." Mu Xingqiu was unwilling to make a hasty decision, "I don't fully understand many things."

Yang Qingyin knocked on the table, "You can understand slowly, let's go first." After that, she got up and left.

"Welcome back to Pangshan." Chen Hao also walked out of the dining room.

Only Xiao Qingtao is left, and it is neither to stay nor to stay, which seems very embarrassing.

"They are so angry. Shouldn't Taoist Majesty Gu Xia be more... calmer?" Mu Xingqiu understood the reason, but he didn't understand the result.

Xiao Qingtao sighed and decided to stay, "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't be angry. The two of them... are under too much pressure, especially Yang Qingyin. She has been running around to expel the demon clan, and she is particularly meddling in other people's business. She has been asking for flowers and plants seeds everywhere for Daliang. She has been blunt in many ways, and has fought for status for the free cultivators and offended many people. Chen Hao is the same. As long as he has free time, he goes to other Taoist sects to seek support. He is not a Taoist sect. He has been neglected more. You are everyone's hope. After all, you have inspired many people in Duanliu City, and even those Taoist priests who have not participated in the war will respect you. So we think things will turn when you come back... Maybe we are too anxious."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and said nothing. "Mediating nostalgia" used to be his label, but now it actually falls on Yang Qingyin's head.

Xiao Qingtao stood up and said goodbye, "Let's go see Daliang in two days."

Mu Xingqiu nodded. That night, he carefully considered the plans of Yang Qingyin, Chen Hao and others, and found that it was difficult for him to agree. When he was in Duanliu City, Pangshan had no way out, and Xijieguo had only this city left. Everyone was forced to fight bloody battles against powerful enemies. Although he finally won, he paid a heavy price.

Fangfang died outside Duanliu City. When she thought of her, Mu Xingqiu felt that she could not launch a counterattack with just a group of lowly Taoists. Not only could he not agree with this plan, but he also advised everyone to wait. The tragic and heroic life that was put to death and the voluntary death of a momentary energetic one were different. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he should not take risks.

Mu Xingqiucun thought about it for an hour and let himself fall asleep.

Chen Hao and others did not appear again for several days. Mu Xingqiu went to the Ban Secret Tower to practice martial arts every day. He was so tired that he was exhausted before coming out. Then he changed from being supervised to being supervised, watching Xiao Hao practice boxing.

Xiao Hao is not the kind of Taoist priest who concentrates on practicing. As long as Mu Xingqiu is not here, she will be lazy. Bald man is also a dereliction of duty. Every morning he vows to urge Xiao Hao strictly. When Mu Xingqiu comes back, he sees him and Xiao Hao chasing each other and having a lot of fun.

The fleas were also taken away. Regardless of their majestic body and majestic appearance, they jumped to bite the wooden stick thrown by Xiaoyao.

Mu Xingqiu could only shake his head and give Xiao Hao more boxing practices.

Xiao Hao is very obedient and likes to be on the condition. "Let's practice ten times today, no? Then fifteen times? It's necessary to thirty times? You can make me a whip, and put it aside for me to watch..."

On the seventh day of returning to Pangshan, Mu Xingqiu went to visit Daliang without waiting for Xiao Qingtao. Without any persuasion, the bald man, who was always clingy, agreed to stay in Pangshan very happily. He had just invented a game with Xiao Hao and Fleas. He did not cast spells, and Xiao Hao threw him out. The fleas wanted to catch him with his mouth before he landed. He was intrigued to go out.

Seeing the three guys sticking together every day, Mu Xingqiu was a little jealous and told them not to disturb the Taoist priests' practice, leave the Taiyuan and fly to the Shenyuan.

Chen Xiuming is not in Shenyuan. He has another residence in Duanliu City. He happened to return to the city today and hand over his son to his wife for care. Zhang Xiang'er also has to return it to the princess's mansion and can only come back tomorrow.

Mu Xingqiu came here while he was excited and didn't want to leave like this, so he wandered around the garden. Some flower farmers recognized him, while others were very respectful when they saw him wearing Taoist outfits, willing to give him the way and introduce the types of flowers and plants.

It was not until the evening that Mu Xingqiu flew towards Pangshan and met Yang Qingyin halfway.

Yang Qingyin stopped on the treetops of a forest, only revealing her upper body, and whistled at him with his lips.

Although he still didn't say a word, Mu Xingqiu felt that Yang Qingyin today was more like the old lady in my memory.

"How do you know I'm here?"

"I have my own way, let's follow me."

“I’ve made a decision…”

"This is not a place to speak." Yang Qingyin landed a few feet and flew among the trees, and Mu Xingqiu had to follow closely behind.

The two flew westwards. Yang Qingyin was very careful, trying to get close to the ground, flying in the woods or behind hills, and occasionally looking around in case anyone followed him.

Mu Xingqiu asked her: "Does it take so much care? The heads will not allow it?"

Yang Qingyin whispered, but did not answer.

After nightfall, Yang Qingyin finally stopped. The two of them had already flew nearly a hundred miles away, and could clearly see the unclean aura of the West, where the demon king Qi Wushang territory.

"Now you can tell the truth." Yang Qingyin fell to the ground, "Are you willing to join the Demon Elimination Alliance?"

"As long as there is a better choice, I will never be willing to encourage everyone to take risks. The demon clan has no Demon Fire Mountain, but its strength has not been completely exhausted. Even if hundreds of low-level Taoists can defeat the demon soldiers, the losses will be huge. My answer is no, and I will advise you to stop. The higher-level Taoists are not unconvincing, and you must try it first."

"Do you think we haven't tried it?" Yang Qingyin curled her lips like before, "Forget it, I can guess your answer, and we are not going to attack the demon clan soon. You have plenty of time to continue thinking. I'm looking for you for another thing. It's hard to say in Pangshan, so I have to do a show for them."

"Make a show? Who to show it?" Mu Xingqiu was confused.

"Haha, you won't be fooled, right? Is this kind of person who is so tough?" Yang Qingyin laughed and immediately lowered her voice.

"You..." Although Mu Xingqiu became even more confused, his heart suddenly felt much more relaxed and he couldn't help but laugh, "Do you want me to tell the truth?"

"You'd better not answer." Yang Qingyin waved her hand, "There are a group of people you should meet."

"Who?"

Yang Qingyin signaled Mu Xingqiu to walk with her into the hilly areas. There was no road on the ground, but she was very skillful and knew where to go based on the location of the trees and stones.

"When you stayed in Luanjing Mountain to practice, a lot of things happened here." Yang Qingyin explained as she walked, "Let's talk about the mortals first. Huang Fujun took away all the credits, and the troops returned to the court and received a heavy reward. The great talisman master was powerful because of this battle."

"Follow the rules?"

"It's him. Our smart princess is powerless to do anything about it. She even wrote a memorial to praise Huang Fujun to the world."

Mu Xingqiu listened silently.

"And then, you have heard that the Eight Daotongs have discussed for several years, and finally formulated a plan to seize the soul. It seems that they are magical. In fact, they all want to be the leader in their hearts, but they don't want to take the lead in starting a war, even Pang Shan. Everyone is afraid that the Daotong will be destroyed in their own hands. Shen Jixian and others even negotiated with Qi Wushang and set up a no-man's land, which is the hills around them. Everyone put their hopes on Wangshan, where there are many high-level Taoists and the ancestors themselves. No matter how strange his approach is, the ancestors are the legitimate leader of the Daotong."

Mu Xingqiu just nodded, but still didn't understand what Yang Qingyin wanted to say.

Yang Qingyin suddenly stopped and looked around at a very ordinary hill, "The mortals are in a mess, and the Taoist lord is hesitant, so the people in the middle will be in trouble."

"The person in the middle?"

Yang Qingyin continued to move forward, and a small bush at the foot of the hill automatically flickered, revealing a black hole. She walked in without hesitation, and Mu Xingqiu followed closely behind.

The entrance of the cave was closed, and a fire light appeared in the cave. The passage tilted downward, turned several turns, and reached an extremely tall cave that could accommodate hundreds of people and was not crowded.

"The people in the middle are ordinary talisman masters and casual cultivators."

Yang Qingyin clapped his hands, and there were dense small doors on the cave wall, and more than 200 people walked out from it. Mu Xingqiu recognized some of them, including Liu Ding, the talisman master of Xijie Kingdom, and Ouyang Lei, but his master Hong Futian was not there, and there were also casual cultivators from Lian Haishan, including the Grand Marshal Chen Guanhuo.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised. Liu Ding, Ouyang Lei and others were all great heroes guarding Duanliu City. Why did they fall here? Chen Guanhuo and other casual cultivators were not in Lianhaishan to receive protection from Lan Bing Curling. What did they come here to do?

"You can not participate in the Demon Elimination Alliance. Taoist priests always have a way to protect themselves, but you can't ignore them." Yang Qingyin pointed at everyone.

Liu Ding walked over a few steps, looking quite excited, "General Mu, finally wait for you. Long Bin will be planning a disaster. You must stop them."

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