Gan Zhiquan is still the leader of the demon invading Taoist priests. This has nothing to do with his strength, but is out of a trust formed by a long-term coexistence. He is not able to suppress the monsters like Yang Qingyin, nor can he turn the world around in a critical moment like Mu Xingqiu, but he is always among everyone, understanding everyone's feelings and expectations.

So he walked out and performed the etiquette of Taoism with Mu Xingqiu.

The Taoists stood in the middle of a forest destroyed by Bingkui, surrounded by a mess. Although the trees in Zhanmo Mountain grew vigorously by relying on magic, they were not false in themselves. They were full of broken branches and leaves everywhere, and the thick trunks fell on the ground and crisscrossed, which further made the desolate homes feel like they were ruined.

Gan Zhiquan said in such an environment: "Mi Taoist priest, are you really not going to hide?"

"Well, to be honest, I don't think we can really find our ideal hiding place."

Gan Zhiquan nodded, "But we still have to try it out. The world is so big, and there may be places that the demons cannot pay attention to. I hope you can understand our mood."

"I understand, and I wish you success." Mu Xingqiu had no intention of forcing anyone to join the war. He believed that these Taoist priests would wake up in the end, and all they needed was time.

"But we will eventually hand over the inner alchemy to the Taoist throne. Before this time comes, we are willing to do something for this war, even if we go through fire and water."

Mu Xingqiu's eyes swept across everyone's faces, knowing that what Gan Zhiquan said was what everyone thought. Taoist priests rarely had passionate and generous times. They always remain rational, make decisions more slowly, and do not say anything to death, but their promises are more worthy of trust.

Only a trace of disdain flashed across Yang Qingyin's face. She had higher requirements, but she didn't say anything.

Mu Xingqiu was not polite either. "If you want the demon clan to unite with humans, you must first unite the demon clans of various tribes. It is quite difficult for War Demon Mountain to gather these demon clans. Someone must stay to help them."

"Since I am the spirit king by the demon clan, of course I have to stay." Yang Qingyin said.

"I hope you can go with me to sacrifice your life." Mu Xingqiu was not very relieved to let Yang Qingyin lead the demons. She had a group of loyal spiritual demons around her. This was a good thing, but her lack of flexible magic control skills may cause a lot of trouble. There were other reasons that made Mu Xingqiu feel that it would be better to take her away.

"What are you doing in the country of sacrifice?" Yang Qingyin asked with a cold face.

"The country of sacrificial life is a country of half-demons, with many demons and vast land. It is very important for future union. I want to go there in person to persuade the king of sacrificial life to join the war."

"But you don't know the people of the country of sacrifice at all. Oh, there is a prince Tuotao whose memories are destroyed by you. There was a prince named Tuojiang who was killed by the Taoist throne." Yang Qingyin was not optimistic about this trip to the country of sacrifice at all.

"So I need some helpers, your title of Spirit King will be very useful." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile, realizing that Yang Qingyin's coldness and opposition were both deliberately pretending.

"I'm very useful, too." Bad and Xiao Hao said in unison.

Mu Xingqiu nodded, still staring at Yang Qingyin, waiting for her answer.

Yang Qingyin seemed very reluctant and frowned and thought for a while, "Okay, since you said it is useful... I am afraid I have never even heard of the title of "Sacrificial Kingdom of Spirit King."

"Then let them hear it." Mu Xingqiu turned to Gan Zhiquan and said directly: "I hope you can stay and assist the demon clan here."

"Okay." Gan Zhiquan agreed very casually, and for him this was a serious promise.

"I also need a group of people to return to the Holy Talisman Dynasty and the Twelve Priests, contact the casual cultivators from all over the country, and contact the talisman masters from various countries. Tell them about the war that is taking place in the land of the demons and the news that the demons are about to return to the world. If a force can be formed, it would be even better."

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao's mission is to persuade the royal family and the royal families of various countries to temporarily put aside their hatred with the demons and unite to fight against the demons. Mu Xingqiu still needs a group of people to mobilize other forces.

Gan Zhiwei raised her head and said to her brother Gan Zhiquan: "I have to do something too, I can't always stay with you, and humans are always safer than here."

Gan Zhiquan thought for a while before nodding. He knew very well that for the demon invading Taoist priests, the human kingdom was not safer than the land of demons at all.

The Taoists expressed their opinions and followed the Gan brothers respectively.

Pei Zihan also stood among the Taoist priests. He naturally chose to stay, but Mu Xingqiu made other arrangements for him, "I hope you can stay away from fighting and concentrate on teaching magic."

"Teaching magic?" Pei Zihan showed obvious confusion on his skinny face. "I don't know many magic tricks, and who can I teach them? The magicians have their own heritage, and I don't seem to have anything to teach them."

Mu Xingqiu took out five pearls of different colors, "This is part of the memory of Yi Shijun. There are many magic tricks in it. You need to organize it carefully. I think it's enough for you to teach it to the demon clan."

Pei Zihan was shocked and did not reach out to pick up the five pearls. "You know, these memories will cultivate a group of powerful demon clans. Yi Shijun himself is reluctant to teach them easily. Every time he teaches a magic trick, he asks for a generous reward."

"If you want to start a war with the demons, you need a powerful demon race. And I hope you can choose more demon races under the age of fifteen, and you will find that they are more likely to accept these demons." Mu Xingqiu has experience. The memory he gave to Pei Zihan is not just some ready-made demons, but the most important content is the method of practicing demon pills. It is difficult for those adult demon races to accept.

"It's less than ten years..." Pei Zihan felt that the time was too short, and it was probably too late to train the little demon, but he immediately changed his mind, "There's no time. The Third Ancestor of the Taoist Orthodox was fighting and training Taoist priests. Okay, I'll take on this task."

The mission of the Demon Invasion Taoist Priest was assigned to complete, and everyone said goodbye, only Gan Zhiquan stayed. He was a meticulous person. Some things need to be asked in advance, "There are hundreds of tribes here, at least thirty demon kings. Who will take charge after you and Yang Qingyin leave?"

Gan Zhiquan understood the meaning of "assistance", and he himself never wanted to be a demon king.

"Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons." Mu Xingqiu said affirmatively.

Gan Zhiquan was slightly stunned, "This is really a... strange choice, but if you think about it carefully, the Virgin of Wanzi may be really good. What if she dies?"

"King of the Feather, but you have to pay close attention to him. If there is any accident, you can only stand up."

"Just for this, I have to save the lives of the Holy Mother Wanzi and the King of Feathers." Gan Zhiquan would occasionally make a small joke, "What should I do if I fight against Demon Mountain? Do I have to go to war with Bingkui again?"

"When I discuss with Zuo Liuying, what are your ideas?"

"If it is to boost morale, this battle is enough. If it is to stop the Douchuan Star Transfer Formation, there are too few demon clans. Unless you can stay, you can use the 'Ten Thousands of Enemies' again."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and did not give a clear answer. He had a premonition that when Bingkui came again next time, the effect of the Nianxin Illusion will not be so good.

Yang Qingyin came with the tiger talisman master Gao Fuwei, and Gan Zhiquan said goodbye.

Gao Fuwei was a little afraid of Mu Xingqiu, and now he was even more anxious. As soon as he walked over, he said, "I suddenly realized that there was this memory in my mind, so I immediately told the Ling King."

"Well, what did you remember?"

"I can't say it clearly. Since the Taoist Lord casts spells and slaughteres Bingkui, I have to have a little more vague memory in my mind. Whenever I think about it, it becomes even more vague."

Mu Xingqiu's illusion at that time was mainly targeted Bingkui, but it was spread very wide, which had a little influence on the demon clan and Taoist priests, and with the help of the sword washing pool water. The power of this illusion was extremely powerful, awakening a small piece of removed memory in Gao Fuwei's mind. To be precise, this memory was hidden.

"I need to perform another illusion on you."

"Okay. I'm here for this." Gao Fuwei laughed dryly. He used to dare to compete with Mu Xingqiu. After Wan Bingkui was eliminated in one thought, he never had this idea again. He felt extremely honored to be able to walk to the Taoist Lord and hand over his memory.

This time, it is not difficult to check Gao Fuwei's memory. The fifth level of illusion is enough. Mu Xingqiu even removed the fog surrounding the memory so that Gao Fuwei himself could see it.

The tiger talisman master staggered for a moment, his face suddenly changed, "This is not what I mean, I don't know anything..."

There is no content of Yelin Town in Gao Fuwei's memory, but a talisman master issued an order to find a way to approach Mu Xingqiu and understand his movements. Once the time comes, this memory will automatically be restored. At that time, Gao Fuwei will travel west to the Kingdom of Sacrifice and wait for the next instructions.

Mu Xingqiu's illusion restored his memory early.

"From now on, you will follow me and I will take you to the country of sacrifice."

Gao Fuwei's face became even more ugly, and even his voice was trembling slightly, "I absolutely had no intention of inquiring about where the Taoist Lord will go in the future."

Mu Xingqiu smiled, "I believe you, go and prepare, maybe we will set off soon."

Gao Fuwei left after he ordered and turned around a few steps, always thinking that he would be attacked from behind.

"What's the difference between you and falling into a trap?" Yang Qingyin said. After hearing Mu Xingqiu's memory introduced by Gao Fuwei, she was confused.

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, "My fish is bigger than the net."

Yang Qingyin snorted softly, "Let's go and see Zuo Liuying. You said you wouldn't rob the command, but now everyone listens to you, I'm a soldier who sent the order."

Mu Xingqiu just laughed and didn't argue with Yang Qingyin.

The bald man said behind Mu Xingqiu: "I am willing to be a soldier who is instructed."

Xiao Hao took over the conversation, "I want to be a disciple of the Minxin Department. 'The power of a thought will make all enemies move.' With one finger, the enemies in front of me will all fall. Hahaha, I will laugh three times at that time..."

"Why do you have to laugh three times?" the bald man asked in confusion.

The two followed behind and fought endlessly. Yang Qingyin and Mu Xingqiu walked in front and entered the middle of the broken woods. Zuo Liuying was waiting here.

Zuo Liuying had at least fifty magic weapons placed beside him, half of which were beads and the other half were all kinds of. He stared at one of the beads, waited for a while before he raised his head, "I copied my memory."

"What are you doing? Can't hold your mind?" Xiao Hao asked.

Zuo Liuying was still looking at Mu Xingqiu. He rarely showed emotions, but his eyes showed a hint of firmness at this time, "Do me a favor, Mu Xingqiu, remove all the memories in my mind, I can't do it myself."

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