Xin Youtao finally knew why Xiao Qingtao suddenly became cold to him. The process was simple. He flew in the air and muttered unknowingly: "I did nothing wrong, why did Xiao Qingtao suddenly ignore me?"

"Because of me, Xiao Qingtao has thanked me." Xiao Hao, who was flying side by side with Xin Youtao several steps away from Xin Youtao, replied.

Neither of them cast the spell, and they were carried by Zuo Liuying who was flying dozens of steps ahead. Therefore, no matter how surprised Xin Youtao was, he did not fall from the air. This was very likely because he never thought that the problem would be with a little girl, a girl he didn't even know very much.

"What, what? Because of you? What did you say to her?" Xin Youtao was very angry and his face turned red.

"It's about making connections and passing love disasters. I told her..."

After a moment, Xin Youtao was convinced, the flush on his face gradually faded away, and his expression became confused, "She is a Taoist priest, I am not; she must overcome the love disaster, I don't need it; she made a relationship to kill her, I made a relationship...I can also accept the killing, as long as... as long as it's not too fast."

Xin Youtao sighed. After all, he was a Taoist priest and knew how insincere this sentence was. In his slight hope, there was no scene of killing one's fate. "I had these thoughts more than a year ago when I left Pangshan, but when I saw Xiao Qingtao... it was too difficult to give up some things."

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"The more persistent you were, the more heartbreak you became. The desire of mortals was like flowers that bloomed too early. After the wind and frost, the red and green declined, and even the roots were destroyed."

Xin Youtao turned his head in surprise and looked at Xiaohao, "How old are you?"

"At fifteen or sixteen years old." Xiao Hao's innocent appearance looked more like he was eleven or twelve years old, "Where are you? How old are you?"

The topic suddenly turned to age. Xiao Hao couldn't understand the implication and thought it was a discussion about who was older and who was younger.

"I'm twenty-six... I can't tell that you are quite young. I know a lot of truths."

"I've taught me all. She said it, and I remembered it. I haven't found any mistakes yet, so I'll just think that these principles are correct."

Xin Youtao couldn't figure out whether he should admire or laugh at the female Taoist priest. After thinking for a while, he said, "The Taoist priest and mortals can only go their own way, so there is no way to have the best of both worlds?"

"It would be simple if you are a mortal who knows nothing, but you are a Taoist priest... Oh, you have never told me this." Xiao Hao raised his voice, "Zuo Liuying. Do you have any solutions?"

Xin Youtao's face turned red again. He almost forgot that there was a priest in the bells flying in front of him. This little fact of his is not worth mentioning.

Sure enough, Zuo Liuying's dull voice came from the front, "No."

Xiao Hao nodded to Xin Youtao, indicating that the problem has been solved, "You have withdrawn from the Taoist throne. Even if you are a mortal, you should think too much. Just suffer alone, it is nothing more than losing some lifespan. There is no other harm in listening to the teachings. And when your practice gradually deteriorates, you will have the ability to forget all these things."

Every word Xiao Hao said was like a knife, but he said it casually, as if it was a very normal and ordinary thing. Xin Youtao was speechless and didn't speak for a long time.

"There is a ghost crying mountain ahead?" Xiao Hao said.

"Impossible, let's set off... Hey, it seems to be Furong Mountain."

"Furong Mountain, Gui Crying Mountain. The latter name is better."

Xin Youtao was thinking about his thoughts and didn't pay attention to how far he had flew. At this time, he looked around and saw a low mountain in front of him, and fireworks were emitting fireworks in many places. Turning around, he saw a huge red fire pit in the distance, as if the sewing underground was surging.

A wide trench facing north and south passes through the fire pit, and there is no end on both sides. The trench shore is lush, but there is no grass growing in the trench.

Xin Youtao realized at this time that the fire pit was the ruins of Xijie City. The palace he lived in was not even a piece of tiles. The smokey mountain in front was indeed Furong Mountain.

This place is far away from the demon capital, and the unclean aura is relatively thin. Taoist priests flying in the sky can see the scenery within a hundred miles.

Xin Youtao was surprised. It was only a few hours before he left the demon city. It was not dark yet. He neither felt how fast the speed was nor did he notice the teleportation spell. He had already traveled thousands of miles to arrive at Furong Mountain from near Baizhang City.

These are naturally Zuo Liuying's spells. If it were in the Holy Talisman Dynasty, Xin Youtao would not be so surprised. However, Xijie Kingdom is now full of unclean energy, and no matter how thin it is, it will have an impact on the spells. Zuo Liuying can still come and go freely without hesitation. The power of magic is really beyond Xin Youtao's imagination.

Zuo Liuying stopped, still ten miles away from Furong Mountain. Looking at the dozens of rising black smoke, it seemed that she had seen something special.

Xin Youtao and Xiaohao were no different from the puppet at this time, so they could only stop behind Zuo Liuying and could not get close to each other half a step.

"Did you hear ghosts crying?" Xiao Hao asked in a low voice, looking at listening.

"There is no sound. Didn't you, you were a Taoist priest of the Lanzhuke before? Why do you believe there are ghosts?" Xin Youtao heard nothing. With Zuo Liuying there, he was not afraid of danger.

"Maybe Dingzhuke has been making mistakes all the time. I always feel that my deceased grandmother is standing here, and I can hear the buzzing sound of her." Xiao Hao raised his hand and pointed at Xin Youtao's hovering position, and even his tone became gentle.

Xin Youtao didn't believe there was a ghost, but he still felt his hair standing up. If he wanted to move the position, he had to compete with Zuo Liuying's spell. He didn't want to and dared, so he had to tilt his body as much as possible and said perfunctorily: "Is that so? I heard nothing."

"She hasn't appeared now. It's too tall here. Grandma is afraid of being tall. I mean, listen carefully."

"What do you listen?" Xin Youtao really listened for a while, and then felt that she was very stupid. Xiao Hao was indeed a little special, but after all, she was just a little Taoist priest with a double breath. She couldn't hear the sound, unless it was auditory hallucination.

"No sound." Xiao Hao said.

"Huh?" Xin Youtao was puzzled. If he hadn't known this female Taoist priest, he would have thought he had been fooled.

"The wind has become weaker, there is no sound of trees swaying in the mountains, no crackling of firewood, no sound of birds, no sound of beasts, no sound of furry when flowers, plants and trees compete for each other for territory. So, what a strange sound this is." Xiao Wei was more like sighing at the scenery.

Xin Youtao suddenly realized, "No sound is also a sound. There is a ban set by Taoist priests here."

Xin Youtao looked around with his eyes and found no flaws. The ban on Furong Mountain was obviously very powerful. "I just wanted to find bald people to treat their injuries. I wouldn't be so unlucky. I was taken advantage of, right?"

"What an interesting head. If I have the ability, I will take him away." Xiao Hao said regretfully.

After talking about the two people behind, Zuo Liuying in front had already observed enough, raised her right arm and gently popped her finger.

This bullet was dull. In Xin Youtao and Xiaohao, there was no spell emitted. After a while, a gust of wind blew around in front of him. The wind was dull at first, and soon it became more and more violent. There was even a shaking momentum of the earth, but no matter how strong the wind was in, it could not be blown in. The trees and fireworks there were still swaying gently, like a group of old men basking in the sun.

The invisible restriction revealed his veil like this. Zuo Liuying popped up his second finger.

The strong wind disappeared, and the faint light flew quickly in the air like a prairie fire. The restriction was broken, and the calm Furong Mountain immediately showed another appearance: two giant dragons of ice and fire were hovering and dancing in the air. A large number of Five Elements spells were followed nearby, and all the attack targets were on the same hill, and red light was frequently emitted from the top of the mountain. It was actually comparable to the many Five Elements spells.

The restriction was broken, and the people inside immediately became alert. A Taoist priest flew from the ground to a high altitude. When he saw Zuo Liuying wearing a straw hat, he looked extremely surprised. Without saying a word, he turned around and returned to the ground.

A group of Taoist priests flew up. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties and fifties. He stepped on Ruyi and politely performed Taoist rituals. "It's such an unexpected surprise. How could the Taoist priest come to this small Furong Mountain by chance?"

"Yashan plays swordsman Kolu Xiaoxin, you went to Pangshan Laozu Peak 263 years ago."

"The Taoist Zuo is very memorable. At that time, you were still a ban on the secret science and scripture writing master, but today he is just... the Taoist Zuo." Lu Xiaoxin's face was thin and his eyes were as thin as a torch, making people not notice the smile on his face at all.

"Well, you were at the fifth level of Xinglou at that time, but now you are at the sixth level?"

Lu Xiaoxin laughed dryly, "I can't compare with Taoist Zuo. I stopped before sighing and chaotic. It's still the fifth level of Star Fall. The advantage is that I have no worries in my heart, and I will wholeheartedly protect the Yashan Sword Washing Pool and are willing to sacrifice my life for it."

The Sword Strike Department is the weakest of the eighteen Dao dynasties. Only Yashan has this category. They use the power of the Sword Shredder to cultivate inner alchemy, and their lifelong responsibility is to protect the Sword Shredder. If Yashan had not used the treasure to attack the demon clan this time, they would not have come out easily.

"For more than 100,000 years, Taoist priests of the sword-playing department have gained endless benefits from the sword-washing pool. They should indeed sacrifice their lives for it, but this has nothing to do with me. I will come to find Mu Songxuan, a disciple of Pangshan."

Lu Xiaoxin looked back at the dragon and red light that were still fighting, "Wait for a while, and when we conquer Mu Songxuan, we can consider letting Taoist Zuo look at him."

Hongguang fought fiercely with the Five Elements Spell, and there was no disadvantage on the surface, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Taoist Yashan did not want to hurt his head by chance, so he did not use all his strength. If the battle continued, Hongguang would inevitably be exhausted and defeated.

"Well, okay, I can let Taoist Yashan look at him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Liuying and the two people behind him disappeared. At the same time, the angrily shouted from the Taoist priest in the mountains. Lu Xiaoxin was shocked and suddenly realized that what Zuo Liuying left him was an illusion. He had teleported as soon as he spoke, but he and a group of Taoist priests were not aware of anything.

Zuo Liuying had accurately calculated the position and cast the spell as soon as the word "good" exited, and the illusion was still talking. He had already brought Xin Youtao and Xiao Yao into the surrounded mountain.

The mountain top has been crippled with holes by many five elements spells, and there is no complete place. There are many corpses of demons lying everywhere. It is the demon eyes on the bald man's forehead that keep emitting red light.

The bald man changed, his dao bun was spread out, his hair was messy, and he looked several times more swelling. He gritted his teeth and showed his eyes with fierce light. The strangest thing was that he did not cast his own spell, but was held in his hand by another person, and shot out red light like a magic weapon.

Bai Qing, the Taoist priest of Luanjingshan, looked crazy, and his right half of his face was covered with scales. It was not decoration, but growing on his face, emitting a strong demonic aura.

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