Zuo Liuying was tired and rushed all the way from the land of demons to the country of Sacrifice. Although there were fleas as their feet, and although Yang Qingyin slowed down as much as possible, he was still tired.

When he said this word himself, he felt it was unreal. It seemed like an absurd legend. People often talked about it, but no one saw the true face. Zuo Liuying had been exhausted and had a desperate situation where he almost exhausted his last trace of magic power, but it was the first time he felt the "tiring" that only ordinary people had.

"I'm tired and can't follow you anymore." There was not much content about Zuo Liuying's memory, but he knew that it would be an extremely distant and extremely dangerous place. He couldn't walk anymore, and it would be a burden to get there, "I want to stay here."

Everyone was silent. "This place" was not a good place. Apart from a small forest, there was no greenery. Neither the famous mountains and rivers were nor was it remote enough. There were often half a demon passing by. Those magicians who were led by the illusion could come back to check the situation at any time.

"I'll stay, too." Xiao Hao rushed to say, as if anyone who speaks first has the privilege. "We can practice together. I practice bone-forging fist. You start to practice inner alchemy again. Men and women's fist. It's interesting to think about it."

Yi Shijun made a series of tsk sounds, obviously not agreeing with Zuo Liuying's decision at all, but said nothing.

Mu Xingqiu walked to Zuo Liuying and said, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

He agreed without any doubt, because this was Zuo Liuying, and even though he had become a mortal, he knew better than ordinary Taoist priests.

"I can't understand what you are doing, and I don't need my understanding." Zuo Liuying raised her hat a little, revealing her eyes that had been hidden below. It's only been more than ten days, and these eyes are no longer as calm and thorough as before, and the fatigue is still revealed. "I only think of one thing: at a certain moment, Daotong will try his best to stop you, which proves that the direction you are heading may be correct. If it is unobstructed, you have to reflect."

"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt a little confused. He agreed that Zuo Liuying was wrong to stay. After all, Zuo Liuying was not a Shintoshi, and would be overwhelmed by physical fatigue and make a wrong decision. His approval was wrong.

"Let the fleas and Feifei stay." Mu Xingqiu said that the fleas are a smart and powerful Qilin, which can protect Zuo Liuying better than Xiao Yao, while Feifei is also weak and cannot withstand future troubles.

The little demon Feifei stood behind everyone with his hands and feet cringed. When he heard his name being mentioned, he was trembling with fear. He had no objection to anyone's decision.

"Ha, this way, our side is lively enough." Xiaohao was very happy. She hadn't thought about monopolizing Zuo Liuying. The more friends she had around her, the happier she was.

"Come here, Xiaohao, I want to say a few words to you alone." Mu Xingqiu's tone was slightly more severe.

Xiao Hao's smile disappeared suddenly. "Ah, I was practicing boxing last night... Can I stay with Zuo Liuying?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, took Xiaohao for more than ten steps, facing his back to everyone. He used the illusion to block the sound, "Will you protect Zuo Liuying?"

"Yes." Xiao Hao nodded, his expression was rare and serious.

"Then improve your practice as soon as possible."

"Yes." Xiao Hao nodded again.

Mu Xingqiu summoned more than ten magic weapons and a large number of elixirs, all of which were handed over to Xiaohao. Finally, he held a pearl and said, "There are some methods of the mind science and mind. After remembering them, you will destroy them. In the future, you will not only practice bone-forging fists."

Xiao Hao's eyes lit up and he grabbed it, "Why didn't you give me such a good thing soon?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled and did not explain much, "This is the method I have sorted out. There are 73 types. Some are magic, some are helpful in improving illusions, and some are very beneficial for practicing inner alchemy. When you feel safe, you spit out the inner alchemy and practice again, which will eliminate the consequences."

"That's right, you can't practice hard for a long time, but in the end you're handed over to the Taoist dynasty. It's better to have early pain than late pain."

"If everything is normal, you will not be able to use these methods in three to five years. At that time, I will give you more advanced methods. Remember, mindfulness is not just bone-forging fist."

"Why don't you give it to me now?"

"Because I want you to concentrate on improving your illusion and inner alchemy, and you can't be too ambitious, and you also want you to come and tell me about Zuo Liuying in three to five years."

Xiaohao said long, "I understand, how can I find you? Do you have any magic weapon? In fact, I can contact you at any time in less than three to five years."

Mu Xingqiu did not take out any other magic weapon. He had a premonition that Zuo Liuying would disappear for a while and did not like any disturbance. "If I have not lost all the time, you will definitely hear my news and know where I am."

Mu Xingqiu returned to Zuo Liuying, took out all the gold and silver sausages, put them in ordinary bags, and placed them at his feet. The flea sniffed it, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Xingqiu, knowing that parting was about to happen.

Mu Xingqiu hugged the flea's neck and finally said nothing.

"Demon Master." Feifei plucked up his courage and spoke, his little face turned red, "Thank you for your care along the way, if...if possible...I mean if..."

"You can practice the illusion of mind, and I admit that you are a disciple of the lyrics of mind." Mu Xingqiu continued to speak for the little demon. Unless a miracle happened, Feifei would not live long, and Mu Xingqiu could not help him, so he could only give him some comfort.

Feifei knew nothing about his situation, and showed an extremely excited expression on his face. He nodded solemnly, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak anyway.

Mu Xingqiu glanced around for a while, "Everyone can choose where they go. This will stop the country from danger, so you don't have to follow."

Yi Shijun was the first to speak: "I must go. Without my help, you will be confused when you arrive at Zhibubang." Yi Shijun only showed modesty when acting.

Yin Buchen smiled and was about to express his opinion, Yi Shijun raised an arm, and he rushed forward immediately and supported Yi Shijun's hand with his shoulders, as if someone would compete with him.

"Where will I go, I will go," An pictographically covered her wound and said, still not deciding whether to join Yi Shijun's soul, "The black phoenix must go too."

Black Phoenix snorted coldly, "I'll follow the Spirit King." She was a smart banshee and knew that at this time, we must talk about the Spirit King rather than the Taoist Lord.

Yang Qingyin just spoke up and said "me", and Mu Xingqiu naturally held her hand bitten by the bald man, "Then that's it, let's go."

Yang Qingyin tried hard to pull her hand back. She even used her magic power, but Mu Xingqiu still refused to let go. She didn't want to do it too obviously, so she had to give up struggling, but her expression seemed even colder.

Mu Xingqiu said to the ten demon soldiers watching from a distance: "You can leave and take away the Zhenshan Bull."

"You can stay the old cow, too." Xiao Hao was a little reluctant to leave.

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. The Zhenshan Bull was too conspicuous and had no spirituality, so it was easy to cause trouble.

The ten demon soldiers were so scared that their legs and feet were weak. When they heard the orders that they could leave, they all developed a strength, kowtowed a few times, got up and chased the shaking cow and ran away.

"Aren't you worried that they will reveal where we are?" Yang Qingyin said stiffly, and immediately woke up again. Mu Xingqiu would not let the demon soldiers hear the conversation just now, so she showed a colder expression, "I understand."

Mu Xingqiu held Yang Qingyin's hand slowly rose, and several demons followed closely behind, and the huge golem was also taken up. The bald man stopped on the shoulder of the golem and shouted to Xiao Hao and Feifei: "Goodbye, don't forget me!"

Feifei raised his hand to his chest and shook it gently, while Xiao Hao raised it over his head and waved his hand hard. "If I had a baby with Zuo Liuying, I would definitely play with you!"

"Okay!" The bald man regarded this sentence as a promise.

Zuo Liuying had already pressed the brim of her hat and didn't say anything again.

The flea flew into the sky and ran a distance with Mu Xingqiu. He turned around and returned to Zuo Liuying, interested in the gold and silver sausages at his feet.

Mu Xingqiu flew west faster, hoping to reach Zhabubang immediately. But he had to solve an important problem first, "Yi Shijun, do you recognize the path to Zhabubang?"

"Of course, few demons can enter and exit Bubang freely, I am one of them." Yi Shijun was still regretting that Zuo Liuying did not follow him. "If Zuo Liuying died in the hands of a few little demons, it would be a huge joke. It's a pity that a perfect soul..."

"Zuo Liuying has removed most of his memories, and his soul is useless to you." An Xiying was completely taken by Yi Shijun to fly, and her tone still couldn't lose the arrogance of the Taoist hermit.

"He is useless to me, it is me who is useful to him. If I can get Zuo Liuying's soul, I would rather regard it as his master's soul." Yi Shijun made a series of tsk sounds again.

An Xiangying's face was not very good-looking. She looked down and found that the injuries on her stomach were getting worse and worse. Everyone was busy saying goodbye, but no one expected to heal him. "I do." He said loudly, knowing that there was not much time left for him.

"What do you want?" Yi Shijun asked in surprise.

"I am willing to join... your soul, but I have a condition..."

"You've made a mistake. I've invited you before, but I never said that the invitation will always be valid."

"I am a Taoist priest from the cave department and have a lot of memories of the eighteen Taoist dynasties..."

"Well, your memory is quite useful." Yi Shijun suddenly turned into a cloud of gray smoke, drilled into the wound on An's pictogram's lower abdomen, and then flew out from the other end to restore the old man's form.

An pictically looked at the wound.

"Take your clone back." Yi Shijun said.

"I am a ungrateful Taoist priest who actually wants to make a case with Lord Yi Shijun." Hei Phoenix said with a compliment, and used the magic trick to successfully withdraw his clone, proving that it has no soul inside.

Yi Shijun ignored her and checked An Qixie's memory while flying. After a while, he said: "Oh, I'm so confused. The Taoist priest has lost his inner alchemy and his memory is not complete. I should have done it earlier, what a pity."

After a while, Yi Shijun said to Mu Xingqiu who was flying in front of him: "Do you know? Taoist priests are not allowed to enter Shibubang, and no reason can be done."

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin flew hand in hand, and did not ask about what happened later. He did not look back at this time, but said to Yang Qingyin: "I must go to Shibubang. The soul-changing talisman master has a memory. It turns out that Long Bin will have been transporting mortals who were invaded by demons to Shibubang."

Yang Qingyin nodded, and since when she had already held Mu Xingqiu's hand, she would go with him, no matter where it was.

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