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Prince Tuotao led three thousand cavalry into the land of demons, either dead or fleeing, with less than two thousand left. At this time, they were all standing outside the invisible ban set by the Taoist priests, and they were all stunned.

As soon as they moved the camp, they had not yet towered the tent, they were fascinated by the strange sights in the Taoist camp.

Under their gaze, a lonely cedar shook off all the snow, slashed branches, grew leaves, and blossomed, and turned into an unknown beautiful plant. This is not the end. The greenery expands outward with the tree as the center, without any rushingness. Wherever it goes, ice and snow turned into soil, and all kinds of flowers, plants and trees emerged and grew rapidly.

The green space became bigger and bigger, but he skipped the bonfire produced by the spell. Zuo Liuying was originally sitting on a stone, but the stone turned into a pile of grass, but he was unmoved and was still wrapped tightly in several layers of fur coats.

Among the people, Xiao Hao was the only one who could see through the illusion with her efforts, but she preferred false scenes, jumping on the grass, running around among the flowers, and chasing the insects flying around.

"Haha, this must be a spell of the Ninxin Science. Mu Xingqiu can do this kind of ability. I thought he would only throw lightning and steal memories."

"Brother Xiaoqiu is very capable." The bald man followed Xiaohao and boasted proudly.

Gao Fuwei was also stunned. He knew that this was an illusion, but when the flowers and plants f√,ww●w. grew from under his feet, he still couldn't help but get out of it and murmured: "What is the Taoist Lord doing? In my memory, I just transformed into a few butterflies... Awesome, awesome."

After Yin Buchen sent the clothes, he remained outside the restriction. At this time, he crawled on the ground, making a whimper similar to crying. It was just a simple illusion, which also had a very obvious impact on him.

All the demons in the country of sacrificing themselves were attracted by the illusion. When the green space broke through the ban and extended to their feet, all the demon soldiers retreated in panic, but they were unwilling to get too far away.

The demon general Luo Yunqiao was also retreating. His face was gloomy and gloomy. He only heard about the scene where Mu Xingqiu broke through ten thousand enemies with one thought, and he was somewhat suspicious. Now the illusion is clearly displayed in front of him, and he has to believe it. He could see that these illusions are harmless, but the people and spells who can create illusion must be extremely powerful.

The illusion did not expand too quickly, but disappeared extremely quickly. The green color still shone in the eyes of many people, and the snow had reoccupied its territory.

Only a very few eyes can see the last wall.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin appeared at the foot of the lonely cedar. They stood side by side. The demons from the sacrificial country outside suddenly knelt down one by one, as if they saw the appearance of the gods. Luo Yunqiao could not stop them and did not dare to stop them. He had to kneel down himself, and the heavy armor on his body did not affect his legs or feet at all.

Xiao Hao walked to Gao Fuwei and nodded solemnly, "You have some skills. If I make a relationship, I will ask you for help."

"Well..." Gao Fuwei didn't hear Xiao Hao say anything, and stared at Mu Yang and the others, thinking that something was wrong.

"Stay rest, set off at dawn." Mu Xingqiu issued an order.

It was not long before dawn. The demons didn't set up tents and found a place to sleep in a hurry. All they saw in their dreams were green spaces and flowers.

Yang Qingyin silently strengthened the restrictions around the camp to prevent curious gazes outside. At the same time, he could also block the trespassing of ordinary demons.

Yin Buchen jumped into the ban at the last moment, stood beside him, and swept around in horror. As long as there was a hint, the little demon Feifei glared, he would immediately run out of the ban. No one expelled him or paid attention to him. Yin Buchen breathed a sigh of relief, showed joy on his face, and gradually approached the bonfire with a slow look.

Mu Xingqiu happened to walk near the campfire and was about to sit down. Yin Buchen quickly turned his hands and eyes and rolled up a pile of useless clothes and cushions on the stones that had been placed there.

Mu Xingqiu stared at the burning Five Elements Fire, his expression was as serious as a piece of ice, but the shadows on the snow were swaying and sucking and vomiting unceremoniously.

Everyone had a premonition that something was wrong, and even Xiaohao didn't come up to ask about the situation of the relationship. Finally, Zuo Liuying turned her head and said, "You haven't reinforced it yet?"

"What?"

"You have already led to the love disaster, which is a good start, but the love disaster will gradually decline and be hidden in the heart again, so you have to keep this feeling and not let it escape until you feel tired, tired, or even deeply hated, before you can remove it from the bottom of your heart. This is what the meaning of killing the fate and saving the disaster."

Mu Xingqiu certainly understood the process of killing fate and chasm. This is the basic common sense taught by Taoism. He just didn't expect that it would be so difficult when it was really going.

His intimate contact with Yang Qingyin just now could not be considered a success, but his initial goal was achieved, and he led to the deepest love disaster in his heart, which was his nostalgia for Fangfang. Since Fangfang had passed away, only his soul was left in the Frost Soul Sword. This nostalgia became the source of pain that could never be satisfied.

The first step to overcome the catastrophe is to draw out the catastrophe. Gao Fuwei said that this is "leading the snake out of the cave", which is indeed somewhat accurate. The second step is to consolidate this catastrophe and retain the various emotions it brings for a long time until it can be completely eliminated.

But Mu Xingqiu was unwilling to regard this nostalgia as a "snake", and even more unwilling to treat it as a love disaster that would be cut off. He felt heartbroken and felt weak all over, but he was reluctant to throw it away. He carried nostalgia on his back, just like a defeated slave carrying a large bag of gold and silver. Even if his waist was broken, he could only crawl on the ground and refused to give up one or two of them.

Mu Xingqiu understands these principles, but it is too difficult to do, and there is an important reason why he has been reluctant to take the next step of his fate: Yang Qingyin seems to have not yet led to the love disaster.

Without the need for the essence channel method or the guidance of Gao Fuwei, Mu Xingqiu could feel that Yang Qingyin liked to embrace each other and was completely immersed in the illusion for the last period of time. Even when the illusion turned into a city tower, she did not reveal deep pain.

Pain is the prerequisite for killing fate. Yang Qingyin was also controlled by love disaster, one step behind Mu Xingqiu.

"I'll wait a little longer." Mu Xingqiu said that he could not only care about his own fate like Ning Qiwei, the former grandmaster of Pangshan.

Zuo Liuying did not persuade him. He was wearing several layers of fur coats and sat near a pile of five elements fires. He still looked very cold and refused to take off his straw hat, like a fallen man who had just been rescued from ice water.

After the ban was strengthened, Yang Qingyin also walked to the bonfire. "Can't wait any longer, you have to continue."

"But you..."

"Mu Xingqiu, sometimes kind-hearted things will happen wrong. You always think about going through the disaster with me. How does this make me feel sad? How can it lead to the love disaster? The more you do this, the more I... like you."

Yang Qingyin did not have the gentle temperament that Gao Fuwei admired. She said something straight, regardless of whether there were other people around her. "Your love disaster has no goal, so it is easy to lead it out. My love disaster is all in you. The better you are, wouldn't it make me trapped? So, you should consolidate the love disaster as soon as possible, which is good for both of us."

Mu Xingqiu had nothing to say, he had to go step by step.

It is not easy to keep the pain of the love disaster in my heart all the time. Mu Xingqiu reminisces the memories just now over and over again. He thinks that he will never hate this memory, but he will eventually be exhausted and will eventually die.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand, Yang Qingyin came over, held his hand, and quickly let go. It seemed as if he was reaching some kind of agreement, but in fact he was quietly handing over the water of the sword washing pool.

In the stage of consolidating the love disaster, it was difficult for Mu Xingqiu to even contemplate the details of the spell, let alone casting the spell directly. Yang Qingyin suddenly became the protector of him and everyone.

Yang Qingyin calmly put away the water droplets and suddenly smiled at Mu Xingqiu, "Okay. This imitation has been completed. It's really troublesome. I hope that after I finish the fate of mortality, I will never have to make a relationship again."

Mu Xingqiu also smiled. After all, he was a Taoist priest. Although he rekindled his nostalgia for Fangfang, he would not show his pain on his face.

Xiao Hao walked to Zuo Liuying, squatted down and asked, "Do you regard the disaster as your most basic memory?"

Xiao Hao was very satisfied with the performance of Mu and Yang, but he was puzzled that Zuo Liuying was the first to see that Mu Xingqiu had already caused a love disaster.

"Well, this is a very important memory. I have to remember the pain of mortals in order to move forward bravely during the third practice."

Xiao Hao nodded, indicating that it was clear that this was indeed a bit similar to the death of the fate. Both first caused pain, then remember the pain, and experienced the pain until it was completely liberated. "But mortals also have the happiness of mortals. What if you are addicted to it?"

"Then I will be defeated. You seem to be familiar with me. I only remember your name, and I don't remember what you did."

"We used to be very familiar, so familiar... we are almost confused. The land of demons is boring. I will take you to Jiangnan in the future, where you can understand what real mortals are. You have to see their pain and happiness."

Zuo Liuying nodded, turned her eyes to the bonfire, and she didn't want to talk anymore.

Yang Qingyin was looking for trouble when she had nothing to do, so she strengthened the ban again and quietly tried the Sword Washing Pool Water, feeling it was very helpful.

She saw Gao Fuwei standing there like a wooden man, remembering the memories he provided, "How did you and that Miss Song end up?"

"Ah? Miss Song... Oh, you mean her." Gao Fuwei woke up from a dream. "She married an official, gave birth to two children, and then died of illness when she was thirty-one. We are mortals, and our fate is impermanent, so we are born with unique abilities. Emotions come and go easily, and we don't need to work hard to... kill the fate."

Gao Fuwei laughed twice, and the memory seemed to have no effect on him.

Yang Qingyin only wanted to know one ending, but found that she was better than knowing nothing. She turned around and was about to walk away, but Gao Fuwei suddenly became angry.

The anger came quite abruptly, without any warning in advance. Even Gao Fuwei himself didn't know what was going on, but he was just going to get angry and was not under control. If he didn't say what he was in his heart, he felt that he would be suffocated to death.

"Why?" he shouted. All his eyes turned, especially Yang Qingyin, with a look of inexplicable expression and a little annoyed.

"Aren't Taoist priests human? It's amazing to have to cut off the seven emotions and six desires completely? Look at you, love has just begun, and you are rushing to cut it off. You, you are simply... stupid and unreasonable. Whatever consolidating pain, killing fate and pursuing disasters are all lies!"

"Fuck, I'm almost angry. Mu Xingqiu, do you know that a person will be willing to give everything when he loves the most? The Spirit King... The Spirit King has no idea to survive the disaster for you."

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