The thin and black old man dragged his dirty grandson to guard two stacks of self-made straw hats, hoping to sell the goods as soon as possible, and hope that no one would see him. He regretted breaking into this strange place with high towers, his mind was blank, and he completely forgot how he came step by step.

When Mu Xingqiu came, he saw his grandfather and grandson. On the way back, he took a special look. He didn't sell a single straw hat, piled on the street like two small towers. They came to the wrong place. This is a place where talisman masters gather. Ordinary residents are either rich or noble, and no one needs a shabby straw hat. What's more, the old man hid behind the pile of straw hats. The pedestrians who walked by could not see him at all. It was a miracle that he could stay here for so long without being expelled.

These were not the two most miserable people in Huangjing at this moment, but they left an impression in Mu Xingqiu's heart. He had already walked over and turned around and came back, "How much does it cost?"

"Well? Straw hat...copper board...one..." The old man answered in panic, looking up at the young man asking for the price, holding his grandson's hand tightly.

Mu Xingqiu opened the treasure bag on his waist and took out a small piece of silver from it. This was what Xin Youtao distributed to everyone many years ago when a group of disciples from the Yidi Institute led by my mother to kill demons and practice. The past is vivid in my mind, but half of the people were missing at that time. Several people were missing when the demon clan invaded. Most of them had died at the hands of demon soldiers.

"Is it enough? I want all these straw hats."

The old man and the child stared blankly at the glittering white thing and didn't speak for a long time.

Mu Xingqiu had to use the illusion of mind to let a thin black hand take away the silver, "Don't stay in Huangjing, buy some food, and go home immediately. Don't come to Huangjing again in the next few days."

The illusion aroused an urgent mood in the old man's heart. He wanted to go home, so he went home immediately. He didn't drink water or eat food. The young grandson pestered him and didn't look at the toys he wanted to buy. He just wanted to go home.

The old man picked up his grandson and ran as if he was running away, not even a shoulder pole.

In this way, Mu Xingqiu returned to Pangshan Gymnasium with two piles of straw hats, put a squid on his head, and stood at the gate, like a woodcutter who had just walked out of the deep mountains.

Everyone was waiting for him to come back in the yard. Seeing his appearance, they were all stunned. The bald man flew over and grinned, "Haha, Brother Xiaoqiu is going to let go again."

The bald man still remembers that this is Xiaoqiu's image in Yelin Town before. Shen Hao also remembers that he laughed silently, "This... if you don't become a Taoist priest, you don't need to become like this, right?"

Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao looked at each other, and both disagreed with Mu Xingqiu's change. Yang Qingyin said: "Is this your 'General's Crown'? Do all those who join the Demon Slaying Society have to wear a head?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled and shook his head, "I happened to meet someone selling it, but I didn't expect it to be quite comfortable to wear it. By the way, Xin Youtao will come tomorrow."

"The Xin Youtao we know?" Shen Hao asked.

"Well, it seems that his soul has not been discarded."

Xiao Qingtao let out a long breath, muttered something in a low voice, and her expression immediately became cold and frosty again. She had not forgiven Xin Youtao's original farewell. At that time, his soul was intact and everything he did was from his original intention.

"Who does the emperor's grandson represent? The Holy Talisman Dynasty or the Longbin Society? Have you got his support?" Shen Hao continued to ask.

"We talked for a while, and he was willing to help me build an army. But there was one condition that I had to recruit five hundred Taoist priests first."

"Five hundred? There are not so many Taoist priests in the entire imperial capital. He is clearly perfunctory." Chen Hao and the others originally planned to attract 800 low-level Taoist priests to join the Demon-Slaying Society, but after Mu Xingqiu withdrew from Pangshan, he felt that there were many difficulties, and he was afraid that even a hundred people would not be able to recruit.

"So I hope everyone will go back to Daotong, consider their own decisions, and persuade others by the way."

Yang Qingyin has decided to withdraw from Pangshan, but she is not optimistic about the prospects of the Demon-Slaying Society. "At least three years away from the Taoist dynasty, you will follow you to fight. Do you know what this means? It's similar to being locked up in Siguo Cliff. It's a waste of time and risking your life. After finally returning to the Taoist dynasty, she won't get a reward. She is likely to fall behind the Taoist fellow Taoist who is condensing the alchemy at the same time in practice. Mu Xingqiu, in addition to straw hats and bold words, you have to find some better reason to convince."

Mu Xingqiu was about to speak when the bald man next to him suddenly said, "Brother Xiaoqiu, Shen Zhongzhao wants to see you."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, left two stacks of straw hats at the door and walked towards the backyard.

The bald man asked Yang Qingyin in a low voice: "I want to withdraw from Pangshan with Brother Xiaoqiu. I can't use them as a voice transmission incense burner in the future. What should I say so that the head is not too sad?"

Shin Jixian would not be sad. Although his room was simple and had no extras, the light was bright and he couldn't feel any darkness when he walked in from outside the house, which was completely different from Zuo Liuying's room.

Shen Jixian pointed to a cushion in front of him and signaled Mu Xingqiu to sit down. Like everyone else, he stared at the straw hat on Mu Xingqiu's head, "I have seen someone wearing this kind of thing in Jinghu Village."

"I used to wear a straw hat when I was putting on horses in Yelin Town. It was made by my father. It was different from this. It was not as good as it. It would be worn for a day if I put it on."

Shen Jixian nodded, no longer interested in this, "You seem to be having a good chat with the emperor."

"We at least began to get to know each other. I will meet him frequently in the future and discuss some details."

"You guessed that six or seven people had mastered the soul-changing talisman, which scared them."

Although Mu Xingqiu is no longer a Taoist priest Pangshan, his conversation record with Fu Meng was immediately given to the higher Taoist priest by Long Binhui. When Mu Xingqiu was walking on the road, Shen Jixian already knew the entire conversation process.

"This is the beginning of getting to know each other."

"You have to be careful. For a small organization that deliberately keeps confidential, it is dangerous to get to know each other. Now you will be a huge threat to Longbin."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and suddenly remembered that it was impolite to talk with a straw hat. He had been a Taoist priest who had been for too long and almost forgot the rules of mortals. So he took off his straw hat and put it beside him, "Are they afraid that I will leak the secrets, or are they afraid that I will kill their lives?"

"There are seven people in total. You not only know the number, but also roughly guessed their soul-changing trajectory, so you are one of the few people who can catch them all in one place. Longbin and Tao Tong have known each other for tens of thousands of years. They are still in doubt, but you have only met once. They only feel terrible."

The soul-changers of the Longbin Society have become accustomed to the gaze of higher Taoists, and regard this gaze as sunshine without any warning. But suddenly, when a pair of strange eyes stare at them, they will certainly feel uncomfortable all over.

"At least we have saved the process of testing each other. I hope I can let them put their guard down in the future."

"There will be a coup in the imperial capital tonight. What are you going to do?" Shen Jixian changed the topic. He had already given the reminder that other things depended on Mu Xingqiu himself.

Mu Xingqiu learned about the coup from Mr. Pan San, so he speculated that the power of the Longbin Society had no energy to deal with another Taoist priest. This was the most important reason why he had the confidence to rescue Xin Youtao before. "I bought some straw hats and did nothing else."

Sending off the grandfather and grandson and letting them avoid the upcoming military chaos was Mu Xingqiu's only interference, and he really didn't plan to do anything else.

"Qu Xungui and his family are the 'treacherous ministers' carefully cultivated by Longbin Society over the years. This great talisman master lived up to expectations. He tried every means to seize all power and wealth, which has greatly angered the inside and outside the court. Through this coup, the Holy Talisman Dynasty can last for a period of time, and the resentment of mortals will be greatly reduced. Longbin Society does understand mortals better. If it were Taoism, he would never think of such a complex and effective means."

Mu Xingqiu didn't want to express his opinion on this. He had known that Qu Xungu would be a victim and had no sympathy in his heart.

This is just a chat, Shin Jixian looked positive, "I was commissioned by the Seventeen Shintoshi, and I want to learn more about your plan."

No matter how confident he was before, Mu Xingqiu felt much more relaxed when he heard this sentence. The high Taoist priest was considering his plan, which was a considerable achievement.

"What do the first director want to know?" Mu Xingqiu's tone became formal.

"You hope that every Taoist sect, of course, will give you one-tenth of supplies, including magical instruments, elixirs, books, mounts, etc."

"This army of Taoist priests must have the ability to fight for a long time and minimize casualties. When Duanliu City, more than a dozen Taoist priests needed hundreds of various magic weapons. Ordinary low-level Taoists could not get these things normally. At most, they had three or four magic weapons on them, which was not enough to fight the demon clan."

"You also hope that the Taoist sects of each family will take out one tenth of the annual offerings of the Longbin Association and hand them over to you."

"It only takes three years, and after three years, I will find a way myself."

"In this way, you have established another Taoist sect in addition to the nine great Taoist sects. It is said to be withdrawn, but it is actually parasitic."

"Precisely because the nine Taoist priests are becoming more and more similar to each other, we need a completely different direction. We are just a group of low-level Taoist priests, and no matter how many magical instruments they have, they cannot threaten any Taoist priests. Moreover, my "Taoist priests" are unstable. In addition to myself, every Taoist priest who has experienced the tempering of the war will eventually return to their own Taoist priests. They will become stronger, more confident, and more independent. Just like the first Taoist priests 130,000 years ago, perhaps they can solve the deteriorating situation of the nine Taoist priests. I expect that some of them can become Taoist priests who are subduing Rimang."

Shen Jixian felt that he should show some dissatisfaction with the word "everything is getting worse", but he just smiled, "The hope is slim. You take away real supplies from the Taoist throne and take away the most precious young disciples. What you promise to the higher Taoist priests is just a slim hope."

"But it is ultimately a hope, a hope that the higher Taoist priests cannot provide. The ancestor closed the Wangshan Mountain for a hope that no one knew. For his hope, Zuo Liuying almost opened up the void channel and released a large number of demon seeds. Every higher Taoist priest in each Taoist priest was working hard for a certain hope. Since hope cannot be unified, why not add one more?"

"Your plan is too simple, full of loopholes, your hope is illusory, and there is no possibility of realization." Shen Jixian made such a judgment on behalf of the higher Taoists, and then he thought for a while, "The Taoists of the Shen Dynasty have not made the final decision yet, but you can reveal all the plans to ordinary Taoists and attract them to withdraw from the Taoist throne and join the Demon-Slaying Society."

"Thanks."

"But the Taoist system has one condition."

"Please say it."

"You can't stop any Taoist sect from searching for and seizing Qin Lingshuang's soul, it does not belong to you."
Chapter completed!