The power of food is so powerful and unique. People who are full of wine and food cannot feel it, people who are half hungry and half full may not dare to use it, and people who are hungry become slaves to this force completely.

This time, the food not only aroused Mu Xingqiu's longing for his family, but also calmed the furious Qilin.

After the flea was cleaned from Mu Xingqiu's palm for the third time, it returned to its former gentleness. It did not think of Mu Xingqiu's identity, but regarded it as a source of food that should not be removed, so its eyes still flashed with the light of hatred.

After swallowing the third piece of bread, Mu Xingqiu raised his head to look at the people around him.

Fur coats and fur hats, these people are like a group of hunters living in the mountains. They use talismans but are not like talisman masters in Longbin Society. They seem to be the leader of Shen Shang, but they often joke about him.

Everyone sat around, and the "hunters" were obviously more interested in Mu Xingqiu, Jincuo and Qilin, but they did not ask randomly, but listened to Shen Shang telling the experience they had known for a long time.

"After leaving Pangshan, I went to the Holy Talisman Dynasty first." Shen Shang had a small beard that was not very thick under his chin. He had not yet developed the habit of stroking his beard, and his voice was not as wise and mature as an old man. He probably did not get the respect of his friends because of this, so he didn't care.

After wandering around the Holy Talisman Dynasty and the various vassal states for more than half a year, Shen Shang was quite bored. His only curiosity pushed him to the country of sacrificial life, the only half-demon country recognized by mankind.

"Most half of the country of sacrificing itself is a desert, and I don't recognize the way, fly or walk, and haven't seen anyone for three months. In this way, I feel the terribleness of loneliness, so you can imagine how excited I was when I finally saw someone."

Taoist priests will not be excited, but Shen Shang is a failed Taoist priest, so it is normal to have such a reaction. Mu Xingqiu only unexpectedly, "Human Shadow? You mean the demon shadow."

"Of course, but I really regarded him as a human at that time." Shen Shang always smiled, as if he was satisfied with everything he enjoyed, "It's the same now."

Mu Xingqiu saw that the "people" around Shen Shang are actually all demon clans, and most of them may be non-monsters. Others are half-monsters, but they are not the same as the demon clans Mu Xingqiu had contacted before, and they are less cruel and dull. As Shen Shang said, they are really no different from humans.

"The country of sacrificial life is very large, and its territory may be even wider than the Holy Talisman Dynasty. The country of sacrificial life is also very small. There are very few fertile lands that can truly rest and recuperate. I entered the poorest field of the country of sacrificial life and met some of the most difficult half-demons and non-demons. They struggled to survive and knew very little about the outside world. I had never even heard of Taoist priests, but I still changed my Taoist robe."

Shen Shang touched the dirty and old leather jacket on his body. He was also very satisfied with it. "But the Taoist priest's heart couldn't be replaced, so I still thought about it. At one point I thought I had realized something. I even wrote down the thoughts in my mind one by one, and slowly realized that it was all meaningless nonsense, so I burned it again."

"Don't you even know that the ancestor peak was destroyed?"

"I only heard about this a long time later. To be honest, even if I knew about it, I might not have come out to help. My power was too small. But I still got in touch with Pang Shan again. One of my sisters occasionally had letters to me, which was what she told me about the resignation of Taoism."

If Mu Xingqiu had been very concerned about Shen Shang's reaction not long ago, he was more curious about the identities of these non-demons and half-demons. Shen Shang noticed this, so he immediately turned the topic, "They were all talisman tourists from the country of sacrifice. They learned the talisman technique through various channels for a while, but they were not affiliated with any Longbin Society. Therefore, they were not talisman masters, but called themselves talisman tourists - guests who borrowed talismans."

"What are you doing when you learn talismans?" Mu Xingqiu was confused.

A middle-aged talisman guest with a simple appearance smiled and said, "Tactics is a good thing. We use it to hunt, make fire, transport water, and farm. In short, relying on it all to survive in the most desolate place."

Shen Shang added: "Not all demon clans have demon pills, nor all demon clans want to occupy human territory. They never participate in the internal and external wars of demon clans, so you can't see the talisman guest in the demon army."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "Your talisman is very special."

"That's because we don't know the highest talisman, so we have to get close to the target talisman." The middle-aged talisman guest pointed at Shen Shang, "He taught us a lot."

"I learned some talismans when Pangshan was bored, but unfortunately I was not very serious at that time." Shen Shang sighed, but the little talisman he learned was also an extremely rare guide for the remote demon clan talisman guests.

Mu Xingqiu understood that Shen Shang, the inhaled Taoist priest who was useless in the Pangshan Shen family, became an important figure in the desolate area of ​​the country of sacrifice. He fell in love with this feeling and even refused to retreat with the Taoist unification. He would rather accept the method of destruction and practice the inner alchemy again.

As for these more than 20 talisman guests, it can be seen from their uncontrollable excitement and nervous expressions that they followed Shen Shang to see the world.

Did Shen Shang tell them what it means to retire the Taoist sect? At most ten years, the demons will sweep the entire world. Can the desert protect these demons with low requirements?

Mu Xingqiu didn't ask, and he didn't let himself think too much. In a world on the verge of collapse, everyone has a way to get along with themselves, and turning a blind eye is one of them. There is no need to expose it.

"Thank you for your cake." Mu Xingqiu stood up, "If you want to cut off your ties with the Taoist throne, you have to go find Yang Qingyin. If you want to re-cultivate the inner alchemy, you will go to see Zuo Liuying. I can't help you."

Shen Shang also stood up, and was shorter than Mu Xingqiu. "Well, Jincuo has told me. Actually, I am not very interested in re-cultivating the inner alchemy. I only need to destroy it again once. When I think about asking for help from my mother, I really have a headache."

Shin Shang scratched his head and laughed a few times, "But she will always agree, but I still want to see you and give you a suggestion."

"Um?"

"Since you have already cut off your ties with Tao Tong, Zuo Liuying and Yang Qingyin, just join us. Apart from hunting, the talisman tourists do not participate in any wars. They can support themselves. The places they live in are poor mountains and rivers, and they have never been coveted. There you can live quietly without any disturbance. No one forces you to practice martial arts, and no one requires you to become the leader."

Mu Xingqiu was vaguely moved, but he still shook his head and refused, "I have to walk around first, and I'll talk about it later."

Shen Shang did not continue to persuade, "It is always good to walk around, and you have to find out the truth about Yelin Town. When you want to find us, go to the Guiwu Mountain of Sacrifice Kingdom, fly west along the mountains, and find a place called Sanshuiling. Anyway, there are very few living places there, and you can always find them. We welcome you."

"I will consider it." Mu Xingqiu nodded to Shen Shang and the talisman guests, moved his fingers unconsciously, and signaled Qilin to follow him.

The fleas followed him unconsciously, but their eyes were always staring at the treasure bags around his waist, even more insatiable than before.

Jincuo followed a hundred steps away silently. Mu Xingqiu walked and he flew, and Mu Xingqiu flew, and he flew, always keeping this distance.

After several miles, passing through a forest, Shen Shang and others could no longer be seen. Mu Xingqiu turned around and rushed to Jincuo and looked at him coldly.

Jincuo did not hide, and looked back coldly, like Mu Xingqiu in the mirror, but was not wearing a Taoist robe.

"How will you leave? If you want to please Yang Qingyin, you should stay by her side. Why do you have to pester me?"

"When I see through you." The expression on Jincun's face was the kind of pride that he knew nothing but thought he was omniscient.

"If it weren't for your young age and being the son of the old maroon horse, I would have punched you with one punch." Mu Xingqiu raised his fist. He now prefers pure physical strength. Even if he can still perform the seventh level of illusion normally, he wouldn't want to use it.

Jincu was silent for a while, "Even if you become selfish, you are not a villain."

The spirit demon nodded slightly, as if he had completed the first step of the task, and saw through Mu Xingqiu's first-level mask.

It was this expression that made Mu Xingqiu furious and punched him out, and the spirit demon in the middle of Jincuo's chin rose into the air and fell heavily into the woods.

The flea got excited on the side, raised his hooves and wanted to chase after him and then put a corner of Jincuo. He was pulled back by Mu Xingqiu. He was indeed not a villain. He only had freedom and did not want to save others, but he did not want to hurt anyone.

Sometimes right is more annoying than mistakes. Mu Xingqiu deeply understands this, so when he finds Jincuo follows again, he does not turn back and drives away.

In order to avoid the recurrence of the demon-turning reaction that made him fall down, Mu Xingqiu tried to walk in the snow as much as possible, and kept urging Qilin to spit out the crystal eyes along the way, but Qilin couldn't hear a word, and his eyes were only staring at the treasure bag. When he was so anxious, he let out a threatening low growl.

The Yi Shijun in Crystal's eyes seemed to not want to return to Mu Xingqiu's hands, but he did not inspire the Qilin to fly away again.

Mu Xingqiu had to walk around aimlessly with the fleas, thinking that Yi Shijun would always be unable to withstand loneliness, and he would automatically spit out of the Qilin's mouth and then give out a series of conditions.

At the same time, Mu Xingqiu is still reading many memories of Yi Shijun, hoping to find some useful clues, which were the spoils that Zuo Liuying snatched in the battle, stored in more than a dozen magic weapons, but the content is too much and complicated, and it may take decades to read them all.

Jincuo was like a shadow that could not be shaken away, stubbornly following a hundred steps away. Mu Xingqiu slowly got used to his existence, no longer driving him away, nor talking to him.

Five days later, just when Mu Xingqiu felt that he had left most of the past and burdens, he found that there was another mysterious stalker behind him.

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