Mr. Pan is about to run out of energy. When the news comes out, everyone who knows him sighs, but only a few people who really feel sad. They come from afar and come to visit him for the last time. ()

Daliang Chen Xiuming and two other Yelin Town children, Mu Feihuang, and Zhao Dayi, rushed to the imperial capital from Duanliu City. They had received the favor of veterans. Under his leadership, they fled from Pang Shanzhiyong to Duanliu City, successfully avoiding groups of demon soldiers.

The bald man came back. He originally followed Xiao Hao to Luanjing Mountain. In order to win over more Taoist priests for the Demon-Slaying Association, he later used the instant platform to visit various Taoist priests and brag about Xiao Qiu's power and the bright future of the Demon-Slaying Association. He is a very popular head. Although he was unable to really touch many people, he could gather many listeners everywhere.

Yang Qingyin, Chen Hao, and Xiao Qingtao also came to see the veterans die. In a month, they were the first Taoist priests to return to the imperial capital from their own Taoist throne, and made the final decision - three days later, they will officially withdraw from Pangshan and participate in the Demon-Slaying Association, which is currently only Mu Xingqiu.

In the Bald man's opinion, the situation is very good. "There is no problem with the eight hundred Taoists. I think there are more. Everyone is interested in Brother Xiao Qiu's story..."

There were more than a dozen people standing scattered in the yard, all of whom were solemn. The veterans in the room would take their last breath at any time, and they also held their breath. The bald man's joy seemed quite abrupt. Mu Xingqiu had to pull him over and signaled him not to speak loudly.

But since the topic has been picked up, others have also begun to express their opinions, but they are not as loud as bald as he is, and they do not have his confidence.

"I used to shout loudly, but when I really made a decision, I was hesitant." Yang Qingyin lowered her voice, revealing a little anger, "and she was full of the style of a high-level Taoist priest, and she refused to reveal her decision. It was all nonsense like 'I think about it again'."

"At least twenty people will definitely come to participate in the Demon-Slaying Club." Chen Hao's harvest was a little better than Yang Qingyin, and at least he received guarantees from some people, but the number was not large.

"Pang Shan has only twenty people, and there will be even fewer other Taoist priests, and together they are only more than one hundred people." Yang Qingyin was not satisfied, "How is this called an army? It is clearly a group of homeless escaped Taoist priests."

Xiao Qingtao laughed out loud, hurriedly covered her mouth, and slowly moved her hand away, "These twenty people are sure to participate, and those who decided to participate but are not disclosed publicly. The number of people will be much greater than expected."

"Two hundred people? Three hundred people?" Yang Qingyin shook her head, "There were five hundred people a month ago. Alas, it turns out that Taoist priests also have people who are untrustworthy."

"A hundred people with firm minds are more useful than five hundred people who are swaying." Mu Xingqiu was not too disappointed. He insisted that everyone return to his home and dominate for a month, feel the atmosphere of cultivation again, and then make a decision. "And the opportunity to make a decision is not the only time. As long as we fight a few decent battles, more people will join in the future."

Several people were talking in a low voice, Xin Youtao rushed over, his body had recovered. There were more affairs to take over. The chief talisman master passed away half a month ago, and the fierce competition for power within the Longbin Society became fierce. Xin Youtao was supported by his sister, but he was only a seventh-level crown talisman master after all. The princess' status in the imperial capital has not stabilized, and he has to work hard himself.

Mu Xingqiu once visited the half-dead chief talisman master with Xin Youtao, and found that his consciousness was already in chaos. No matter how profound the magic was, he could not find out who the poor soul trapped inside originally belonged to.

Xin Youtao came on behalf of the princess, so he said a brief greeting to Mu Xingqiu and others, and then entered Mr. Pan San's room. After a while, Xiao Hao walked out of it. No one knew when she went in, and no one even noticed that she came here. After all, she and Mr. Pan San had never known each other before, and had only met on the way to Huangjing.

Chen Hao's mouth moved, his face seemed to be smiling, as if he was saying that this was a strange little girl.

Xiao Qingtao understood Chen Hao's meaning, "Hey, she is a hardcore member of the Demon Slaying Society. Not only her, Luanjingshan publicly expressed his willingness to join the Demon Slaying Society than Pangshan."

This is indeed a thing that attracts attention. Luanjingshan seems to regard Mu Xingqiu as his disciple and is very supportive of his career. The forty or fifty female Taoist priests who were in the imperial capital a month ago promised to come back. It is said that they can bring more people.

Xiao Hao walked over leisurely, as if he had just chatted with a friend for many years, "The weather in Huangjing reminded me of Luanjing Mountain at this time. Have you smelled it? The fragrance of flowers, trees, and grass, it was such a wonderful day."

Chen Hao made another exaggerated expression and took the opportunity to pull Mu Xingqiu aside and walked towards Daliang and the other three.

Five children from Yelin Town, plus the bald man who flew over, were a total of six. Four of the first ten people were gone, and no one wanted to think of or mention this matter.

It was Chen Hao who brought Daliang, Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi, one was to see Mr. Pan San off, and the other was to discuss the matter. The missing relatives in Yelin Town might have been found, which made everyone excited. Chen Hao was particularly excited. He completely obeyed Mu Xingqiu in the affairs of the Demon Slaying Society, but for Yelin Town, he felt that he had more responsibilities. If there were not so many accidents, he would have inherited his father's position and industry and became the new owner of Yelin Town.

Six childhood friends stood together, but they didn't look like their peers at all. Bald man was always in his teens. Mu Xingqiu and Chen Hao maintained a 20-year-old appearance. Daliang had gained a lot of weight. Mu Feihuang was strong and Zhao Dayi was tall and thin. They were all normal at the age of 26 or 27. The three people who had been immersed in the world for a long time and had not been able to condense the alchemy have degenerated.

"Blessed by the ancient god, can you really find Yelin Town?" Daliang was very excited, "I really want my parents to see their grandson."

The bald man hid behind Mu Xingqiu, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you have to explain for me then, don't let my parents beat me up. They always say I was careless, but I lost my body..."

I don’t know how long it will take to arrive at this “then”, Chen Hao asked in a low voice: “That tiger talisman master, named Gao Fuwei, has he provided any information?”

"The most important memories of him were removed by the spell. I am looking for the person who cast the spell." Mu Xingqiu ran for this matter for many days and made some progress, but he has not found his real goal.

"Is the tiger talisman master really a tiger?" The bald man was more interested in this matter and had already heard a lot of news. "I heard that he is a beast monster. He was adopted by the talisman master since he was a child."

"Well, I saw it with my own eyes."

Daliang and others all exclaimed. They never thought that Longbin would raise beast monsters and train him to become a talisman master. Chen Hao clapped his hands gently and turned everyone's attention. "Now it is basically certain that the people who made the residents of Yelin Town disappear are not demon species, but Longbin Society. If there is no accident, our relatives must still be in the territory of the Holy Talisman Dynasty. Maybe it's in the imperial capital! So I have a suggestion that Xiaoqiu and I will go to war with the demon clan sooner or later. Xin Youtao will help us collect information from the Longbin Society, but he is not enough. You three should stay in the imperial capital from now on and ask where there are secret places to imprison slaves."

Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi have not yet got married. They were originally working for the princess and were willing to stay in Huangjing. They immediately nodded in agreement. However, Daliang had a lot of concern in Duanliu City, "My flower garden...my home..."

Mu Xingqiu said: "It would be enough to have them. Let Daliang stay in Duanliu City, and his flowerbed will be of great use in the future."

Daliang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became confused again, "What's the use of a flower garden? You don't practice alchemy."

"Let's talk about it later." Mu Xingqiu had a plan in his mind. From now on, he had to consider how to repay the Daotong debt in three years. Daliang's flowerbed was one of the materials he liked.

In the house dozens of steps apart, a veteran was consuming his few lives. This should have been a solemn and sad moment, but the people in the yard stood from morning to afternoon. The memories of the veteran had already been discussed, and they were inevitably a little numb. They were chatting in groups, and the topic was mostly related to the situation in the imperial capital. After Xin Youtao came, it was changed to weather.

Xin Youtao stood at the door of the room and nodded to Mu Xingqiu, saying that the time has come and Mr. Pan San wants to see him for the last time.

The ashes of paper talismans were everywhere in the veteran's room, emitting a strong herbal smell. He received the best treatment, but none of them worked. He didn't care. He drove away all the talisman doctors early this morning and waited for the arrival of death alone.

But he is a mortal, and he cannot be indifferent when facing death. The red light of his face flows on his face. His eyes are not wisdom and calm, but cunning and a hint of madness. When he saw Mu Xingqiu coming, his eyes brighter, "Ah, Taoist priest, omnipotent Taoist priest, can you drive death? It is biting my internal organs, listen, like a mouse, creaking, help me drive them away, and all..."

Xin Youtao sighed sympathetically and whispered: "His mind is no longer clear."

This is the first time Mu Xingqiu has come into contact with a person who died naturally after becoming a Taoist priest. At this time, Mr. Pan San was like an old house, collapsed on his own in the sunny wind, and the creatures hidden inside ran around.

Death is also an emotion. Mu Xingqiu did not use the illusion of thought. This emotion pounced on himself, as if the drowning person was trying hard to grasp everything that could be caught, with a decaying sour smell.

Mu Xingqiu glanced at it, picked up the three statues of gods from the head of the bed, and placed them in front of Mr. Pan San, "This is the omnipotent God in your heart, pray to it, and express your wish to it."

Looking at the rough statue of the god, the light in the veteran's eyes gradually disappeared, and the breath of death returned to the master's body. He raised a thin arm, as if he wanted to pray, or as if he wanted to catch something.

The veteran finally took his last breath.

Xin Youtao breathed a sigh of relief, "Death has changed a lot for a person. Who would have thought that Mr. Pan, who is usually cautious, could be so hard on his deathbed? It is a miracle that he can still recognize you. I stood beside him for a long time, and he didn't know who I am. He even regarded me as my sister for a while. Alas..."

The two of them put the body right, Mu Xingqiu took the statue away, and then walked out of the room together, and the rest could be handed over to the servants outside.

The people in the yard immediately understood and stopped chatting, and sadness and solemnity came again.

The Taoist priests' reactions were always a little different from those of mortals, and their sadness was not so obvious. Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao stared at Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao, as if they had done something wrong. When they approached, Xiao Hao suddenly asked in a low voice: "Mu Xingqiu, what did you do with the princess that night? Old Pan just started with me and I won't say anything."
Chapter completed!