Zuo Liuying's latest retreat actually failed. He broke through the breathing realm and advanced to the first level of Gu Xia. This was an unimaginable rapid progress for ordinary Taoists, but Zuo Liuying was not satisfied at all, thinking that such a speed was unacceptable.

So he ended his retreat early because he knew that if he continued to practice like this, he would become a mediocre Taoist priest and would not even be able to recover from the realm of divine retention. In the past few days, Zuo Liuying has been obsessed with this matter, thinking constantly, trying to figure out why the progress of his practice was not as good as his wishes.

After getting the memory of Niwan Palace from Mu Xingqiu, he gained more understanding of the demons and gained some understanding of his own practice.

"More than four hundred years of memory has dragged me down," he said.

"Yi Shijun said that memory is power, and the memories of Taoists are far beyond ordinary people. How could it become a drag?" Mu Xingqiu did not immediately remove the memory for Zuo Liuying. Such a request was too unexpected. He had to figure out what was going on first.

"It's because memory is power that I'm overwhelmed. In the past, I could easily manipulate memory, but now it's it that manipulates me." Zuo Liuying seemed to be talking to herself, "The magic spell is also power, and it is a powerful force, but it cannot be used in the hands of the Taoist priests. Even the Taoist priests who are in the magic spells seem clumsy when they cast demon spells, but they think their strength has improved."

Mu Xingqiu admitted that Zuo Liuying was right, and the two Taoist priests of Wangshan were defeated in his hands one after another. Zhou ∫□ Chang∫□ Feng▫□ Wen▫□ Xue, w●+wx. Qi and even be a Taoist priest. Both of them used magic spells. In Mu Xingqiu's opinion, it was not as powerful as Taoist spells.

"If you want to understand the true magic spells, you must first completely transform into a demon. That means you abandon the inner alchemy and all Taoist magic spells, but even the most obsessed Taoist priests cannot do this. They always want to use magic spells to improve or strengthen their inner alchemy, but in the end they weaken their strength."

Zuo Liuying paused for a while, reached out and tapped a pearl twice before continuing: "Memory is part of power. Only by combining the corresponding inner alchemy and spells can we achieve the effect we should have. I keep these memories and practice again, just like walking on the road with a mountain on my back, and I have to put in too much effort every step."

"How long has it been, you are already at the level of Fuxia. Do you still feel slow?" Yang Qingyin couldn't believe it. It took her five or six years to reach the level of Fuxia, and it was already very fast among the disciples of Taoist throne.

"The problem is not the present, but the future. I know how far I can go." Zuo Liuying actually smiled bitterly, "This is the power of memory. It tells me that if I continue like this, I will stop when the star falls third or fourth level."

"So you have to remove the memory and let it tell you nothing?" Yang Qingyin was even more difficult to understand. It was like he had cut off the messenger who conveyed bad news, thinking that this would allow the danger of approaching step by step to disappear.

Zuo Liuying's expression was much richer than before, and then she showed a "of course not" smile, "If you knew you would die tomorrow, will you still lead the demon clan to fight with Bingkui?"

"I have to wait until tomorrow, so I won't wait to die from today." Yang Qingyin still didn't understand Zuo Liuying's meaning.

"No, I mean you will definitely die without any doubt. You believe this more than believing that you are Yang Qingyin." Zuo Liuying's eyes became more enthusiastic than that, which made him more like a young Taoist priest than the head of the Banned Secret Department.

Yang Qingyin was stunned, "I...I don't know..."

"In the battle that just ended, the demons believed that they would be killed by Bingkui, so they gave up resisting and sat there waiting to die." Zuo Liuying's speech gradually accelerated.

Yang Qingyin seized a loophole and said hurriedly: "But Mu Xingqiu finally defeated Bingkui, but even the future he believed in may change."

"That's right." Zuo Liuying was not refuted at all. "Memory is a kind of power, and it is also my drag, because it makes me extremely believe that I will stop at the Xinglu Realm. Unfortunately, with my current realm, I can't defeat this power at all. In order to make my future possibilities other than the Xinglu Realm, I must throw away the drag and remove most of my memories."

"Most?" Mu Xingqiu also felt puzzled.

"Especially, the memory of practice needs to be removed, and then you have to teach me how to practice, starting from the beginning, starting with practicing bone-fist."

Zuo Liuying's expression was crazy, her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were bright, as if he was not trying to give up all his memories, but to get a treasure that was rare in the world.

"You may not like practicing at all at that time." Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin looked at each other, and both doubted whether Zuo Liuying was a little bit enchanted.

"This is exactly what I want. If I don't die, I won't survive. If I don't become mediocre, I won't work hard. Maybe I hate practice in the future, maybe my qualifications will become average and I can't even do the elixir. But because of this, I have the possibility of breaking through the star fall and breaking through the realm of God-watching."

"Wait." Mu Xingqiu roughly understood Zuo Liuying's intention and did not want to object anymore, but one thing was puzzled, "You have refined an inner alchemy again, and the first level of the Gu Xia, and he said, "You can't even do the condensation pill," "Start from the beginning"? Do you want to spit out the pill again?"

Zuo Liuying's expression became serious, "No, I won't vomit pills this time. I want it to be more valuable. Use my live pill to treat Yang Qingyin's burns."

All of them were stunned.

"I don't want your living pill." Yang Qingyin said in a stiff tone, not grateful at all, "You don't owe me anything, why do I want your stuff? I can cure my injuries myself."

Zuo Liuying's expression returned to silence, and she had no interest in arguments. She said to Mu Xingqiu: "You have a lot of questions, just talk while my memory is still there."

Mu Xingqiu knew that no matter how crazy Zuo Liuying's decision seemed, it would be impossible to change, so he did not object, but asked: "Will you not die or... become an idiot after removing memory and destroying the inner alchemy?"

"It will be like this normally, so I will copy some of the most basic memories here." Zuo Liuying pointed to a light yellow orb. "I will teach you a way to remove memories, damage them less, and then before I wake up, you will return the memories here to my mind. As for destroying the Living Pill, there is a little risk, but just do what I say..."

"I said I don't want your living pill." Yang Qingyin said hummingly, because no one listened to her words.

But Zuo Liuying and Mu Xingqiu still ignored her, even Bad and Xiao Hao did not respond at all. They were listening to Zuo Liuying's words, and only fleas turned their heads and looked at her.

"Is Battle Demon Mountain worth defending? Should I stop Bingkui from continuing to arrange the Dou Zhuang Xingshi Formation? Yi Shijun suggested that I retreat to Zhibubang, saying that it was the last place of hope. He felt that destroying the first pivot position of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi Formation was enough." Mu Xingqiu asked.

"The benefits of guarding are the benefits of retreating, and each choice will bring several possibilities. If I am still a Shintoist, I will carefully say as little as possible and let you make your own choice. Every consequence of this is within my expectations. I will not tell you what to do next when the prospect is clear."

Xiaohao suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. I understand, I understand, now I know how to be a high-level Taoist priest..."

"Unless you have as many memories as I do, it is impossible to predict every consequence. Such things cannot be pretended." Zuo Liuying's eyes turned back to Mu Xingqiu, "Do you want to know every possibility and every consequence? I can tell you all, and you can also deduce it from my memories."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. Memory is power and a drag. If you know too much, you will be undecided. He understands why the high Taoist priests always vaguely. It is not a pretentious trick, but an observation made when everything is not clear.

He had to make his own decisions and then bear all possible consequences. He had known this before, and through Zuo Liuying's words, he strengthened this belief.

Suddenly, many important questions were not necessary to ask again. The questions still exist, but it was useless to ask. The whole world was at the intersection of great changes, and everything in the future was in the fog. Even the ancestors of Taoism may not be able to give clear guidance.

The power of memory can only be fully displayed on the smooth road. Once you enter the wilderness that no one has ever visited, you will see scenes you have never seen before, and everything cannot find the corresponding thing in your memory, so this power will be useless.

At this time, what is needed is to act as soon as possible, perseverance, and tenacious will to overcome obstacles.

Mu Xingqiu had only one problem, a simple question. He untie the invisible scabbard on his left wrist, "What magic can seal the Frost Soul Sword in my body? As long as I live, it will not be taken away."

Yang Qingyin kept thinking of saying a few more words to express her decision more powerfully, but then she closed her mouth and stared at Mu Xingqiu's palm. She couldn't see the scabbard, but it seemed that it was reflected in her eyes.

"There is a 'bone-opening technique' that can attach the Frost Soul Sword and the scabbard to one of your bones. It can only be separated from you forty-nine days after your death. The skeleton Anonymity technique is a profound spell and requires powerful magic weapons to be used. If you have the water of the sword washing pool, you should be able to do it."

Mu Xingqiu thanked him and felt more at ease.

Zuo Liuying finally turned her gaze to Yang Qingyin and answered her initial question, "I don't owe you anything, so you don't want to accept my living pill. But Mu Xingqiu owes you, accept his help, as a reward."

"He... doesn't owe me anything. Even if he has, he will pay it back."

"The Dao Fire will not be extinguished." Zuo Liuying pointed to the sky with the Dao Fire Art, indicating that his next words were not false at all. "The Dao Fire will be reignited in my body. This may be the last time I said such a certain thing: the future has been shrouded in fog, but some things are still as clear as before. For example, neither of you has survived the love disaster, this is a problem you must solve."

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