Zhou Qianhui shook his head, his expression changed from solemnity to a little depressed. This was a very rare expression for him, the leader of the Xinglu Taoist priest.

"The demons are really coming back. For more than 100,000 years, the magic spells are rare, but now they are attached to an ordinary straw hat. Alas, what is the Taoist throne doing? Why did the ancestors close Wangshan? Yashan put all their hopes on the sword washing pond, but what am I doing? I can't even take a head back."

"The Ancestor Tower failed to block the Demon Fire Mountain and Qi Wushang for Pangshan. The Sword Washing Pond had not fought against the Amber Taoist Priest and the Demon Blood Formation a while ago. I don't quite understand why the Taoist priests of each family value so important treasures?"

"Because you don't understand the true power of the treasures of the Taoist rank." A glimmer flashed in Zhou Qianhui's eyes. "The treasures of the nine Taoist ranks are all magical artifacts collected by the first three ancestors traveling all over the world. Only they can continuously bear the blessing of the magic power of higher Taoists. Like your straw hat, it will be destroyed in a few days or months. The sword washing pool and the ancestor tower will last forever. They may be damaged, but they can be repaired no matter how serious they are. Do you understand its power, right?"

"Well. The power of ordinary magic weapons will weaken with the passage of time, but the treasures of Taoism will become stronger and stronger."

"So, although the living Taoist priests are declining day by day, no one has reached the realm of subduing the Sun Mang for many years, the Taoist priest is actually not weaker than tens of thousands of years ago, because we have nine treasures, and the power they contain is increasing every day, far exceeding the initial level, equivalent to dozens or even hundreds of subduing the Sun Mang for subduing the Sun Mang for many years. This is the greatest hope for the Taoist priest to defeat the demons."

"What do you mean is that the Ancestor Tower and the Sword Washing Pool have not yet fully exerted their strength?"

"Not even one percent, otherwise, how would you get the turn of several demon races and several demon species to show off?"

"I heard that only the Taoist priest who is convinced by Rimang can exert all the power of the Taoist priests-but this is useless. There are no such Taoist priests in the Taoist priests now."

"That's just a way to stimulate the power of the treasure, but not the only way. It's not worth using it in the face of the demon race, and it will only be used when the demon race returns." Zhou Qianhui didn't say anything about the specific method, but instead stared at the straw hat in front of him, "You're afraid that the demon spell will control you in turn, so attach it to an ordinary straw hat."

From the treasure of Daotong Mountain to the straw hat, the span between them is like falling from the highest peak into the deep abyss, and Zhou Qianhui's expression is the same. The light in his eyes disappears instantly, and it changes to indifference and vigilance.

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu still doesn't regret his decision at that time.

"This is a clever approach. The demons are good at attacking the heart and pretending to give strength. In fact, they are tempting people's hearts and slowly putting you in their pockets. The demon spell on the straw hat is probably no exception, but you have overlooked one thing, and this demon spell is not complete."

Zhou Qianhui bent down a little, closer to the straw hat. "Look at these patterns, all of them are interrupted a little. If it is only a few places, it is normal. But like now, it can only explain one problem - you have not collected all the spells on the straw hat. You are too brave to cast incomplete magic spells on others. This will leave a huge hidden danger."

Mu Xingqiu could no longer hide it, and he told the story of the Demon Lord Zhengfa and Feiba from the beginning, trying to be as concise as possible without losing the key points. Finally, he said: "The missing part of the spell may be in the bald man's head. He also swallowed some of the scrolls at that time, but he has not shown any special power yet."

"The ancestor is here. What's going on with Mu Songxuan's head? He can actually hold so many things?!"

Zhou Qianhui, who was knowledgeable, also showed surprise. "Stop talking about the Demon Lord's Dharma and Straw Hat, tell me the whole experience of Mu Songxuan again. I know the general situation. Now I want to listen to the details."

Zhou Qianhui was more interested in bald people than straw hats, and Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but feel alert. Taoist Yashan was obsessed with the water of the sword washing pool inside bald people's head, and perhaps he wanted to use some tricks, "I just wanted to bless a mark on the straw hat."

"Hey, Taoist priest, I did sneak attack the camp, but don't treat me as a despicable person because of this. I am the first person in the Yashan God Engineering Department. There are few people who know magic tools better than me. Believe me, the biggest problem you are facing now is not on the straw hat."

Mu Xingqiu still spoke. He had nothing to hide. There was no secret of baldness's experience. He only needed to add some details: baldness was born in Yelin Town, without any strangeness. He was killed by a snake demon at the age of eleven. He accidentally combined with the demon species. He was transformed into a magic weapon that could transmit sound by the great law enforcement master Shen Zhun in Pangshan. He cleaned the marks in Yashan Sword Washing Pool twice. He obtained a demon heart in the battle of Duanliu City, became a demon eye on his forehead, swallowed an inner alchemy in Luanjing Mountain, and shared the magic text scroll with Feiba...

Only Mu Xingqiu saw almost all of the experiences of bald men with his own eyes, but it was not until Zhou Qianhui reminded me that I began to feel that there were too many things in my head. Bald men have not died yet and are becoming more and more vibrant. Even the problem of sleeping from time to time in the past was eliminated. It was a miracle.

"It's strange that Mu Songxuan is not dead, but now he can fly and shoot red light. It's even more strange that he has such a low ability." Zhou Qianhui smiled and shook his head, "Even if I take him back to Yashan, I dare not suck out the water in the sword washing pond inside casually. Can I bring Mu Songxuan and let me study it carefully..."

Seeing Mu Xingqiu's serious expression, Zhou Qianhui knew that the request was hopelessly approved, so he looked at the straw hat and thought for a moment, "Why do you have to put a mark on the straw hat? Since another part of the spells are in Mu Songxuan's mind, I can simply give them all to him. I can't think of a more perfect way than this."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned. He never thought of adding unknown demon spells to the bald man's head, "I won't take risks with him."

"Then destroy the Straw Hat and the Demon Lord's Dharma. This is not a good thing anyway. As for the two people you cast the spell - I hope they are not particularly important to you."

Zhou Qianhui stood up and closed his eyes, showing a clear attitude: he did not think the straw hat was worthy of imprinting, and he did not even intend to take advantage of this rare opportunity to let Mu Xingqiu remove the free rope on his body.

Mu Xingqiu returned to his tent. The bald man was not there. He had just learned how to control the skeleton lantern and was in a hurry. He insisted on showing off in front of Xiao Wei: let it disappear, let it appear, or let it dance in the air.

Mu Xingqiu cast a restriction in the tent, then summoned a straw hat and injected a small amount of magic power, silently thinking about the entire Demon Lord's Dharma because he was afraid of magic. Apart from the method of re-destruction that must be performed, he had never used other methods.

There are seven articles in total. Division, bud breaking, rooting, pruning, reducing flowers, destroying fruits, and destroying them again. All six articles can normally drive the power in the straw hat, but only the first article of division method is ineffective.

Mu Xingqiu retracted the ban and suddenly missed Zuo Liuying. No matter how strange this Shen Taoist priest was, he knew more than anyone else and could clearly tell whether the Demon Lord’s Dharma was harmful to the bald man. Of course, there may be a hidden trap in his statement.

Or if Fangfang is still there...

Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword and cast spells to let his soul enter the sword body. He rarely did this because he had received a reminder that frequent souls leaving their bodies will cause serious consequences. It will also make him addicted to it, but this time he urgently needed some opinions worth believing.

Pei Zihan has died twice and is prepared for everything. Gan Zhiquan is different. He voluntarily tried for his younger brother and for all the demon-invading Taoist priests. If an accident occurs in him, Mu Xingqiu will feel guilty.

I don't know if it was an illusion or if it was true, Mu Xingqiu felt that the many souls connected into a line like beads in the sword were brighter than before, and he soon found Fangfang's soul.

The soul is an invisible thing. What Mu Xingqiu can see in the beads is just some reflections: Fangfang of different ages is in a row, all sitting upright and thinking. Even the young and very young woman is no exception.

Fangfang likes to practice. She is a natural Taoist priest. She can finally keep thinking about it without any interference in the Frost Soul Sword. But she has no body, three fields, and inner elixirs. Mu Xingqiu doesn’t know where her practice will eventually go.

The boundless Taoist Dharma not only refers to its profoundness, but also to its vastness. The souls of Tu Zi and Fangfang are in an extremely unfamiliar field of ordinary Taoists, and Mu Xingqiu knows nothing.

He did not disturb Fangfang's soul. The only decision he made was to try not to use the soul power in the sword in the future, so that Fangfang could keep it quiet.

He was about to withdraw from the Frost Soul Sword, but suddenly changed his mind and followed a series of pearl lights to quickly find a soul he knew - Meng Yuanhou.

The normal soul is in a state of ignorance after seven days, leaving only fragments of memory, floating in beads like water plants. Fangfang is the only soul that is still conscious, but she is in a state of thought for most of the time and is almost motionless.

Meng Yuanhou’s soul is different. The beads that live in look more textured, vaguely like amber, and there are several floating memories scattered inside. However, in the middle, a small Meng Yuanhou is constantly absorbing these fragments, and new memory fragments are produced at any time, so he will never be able to absorb them.

It was such a simple idea before death that after layers of transformation, it could produce extremely powerful suction. Mu Xingqiu felt incredible again.

He tried to communicate with the soul of Meng Yuanhou, but he couldn't get in. This was not Fangfang's soul and it was impossible for him to react to things outside.

Mu Xingqiu's soul withdrew from the Frost Soul Sword and gained nothing, but felt a little cold in his body, as if blood had not flowed for a long time.

The bald man was stopping in the air opposite and staring at him, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you have been sleeping so long."

"Is that true?" Mu Xingqiu felt that he had only been in the sword for a while.

"We were a little worried about you all day."

Mu Xingqiu was shocked, got up and walked out of the tent, and found that the sun was indeed a little easter than when he entered the tent. The last time his soul entered the Frost Soul Sword, there was no such phenomenon, and he did nothing in the sword, and he didn't even say a word to Fangfang's soul.

Xin Youtao hurried over, "You finally woke up, Zuo Liuying is back."

"That's great." Mu Xingqiu was about to get advice from Zuo Liuying.

Xin Youtao had no joy on his face, "He didn't come back alone, and he also brought a group of Taoist priests in Yashan."

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