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Breaking through the realm is like trotting on a steel wire hundreds of feet above the ground, and threading a needle in your hand. The whole process requires a high concentration of attention, and a slight negligence may lead to failure. Most of the reasons why Taoists are ruthless and abandoning desires are to prepare for this moment.

Yang Qingyin realized through the demon-suppressing bell that Mu Xingqiu was about to rise from inhalation to Fo Xia, and couldn't help but worry about it, "He didn't kill the fate and survive the disaster at all. This brat... And if something is interfering with his practice, it must be the Yishijun... The reason why he condensed the pill smoothly was because of his good luck. He couldn't be so lucky every time..."

Yang Qingyin paced back and forth, faster and faster, and the words in her mouth were getting faster and faster. The bald man standing on the top of the clock could hardly hear what she was saying. He could only look at her sympatheticly, and finally said, "I..."

"What are you doing? Have you come up with an idea?"

"No, I have nothing in my mind. I want to say... you've lost weight."

Yang Qingyin stopped and looked down. Her figure was already slender, and she was even thinner at this time. The Taoist robe was swaying on her body. She no longer remembered when she had eaten. "It's nothing bad to lose weight... The key is the Demon Suppressing Bell. There must be more benefits, but I have no way to understand. Bald, you can connect with the Golem because there is a little demon seed in your mind. No, your demon seed has been removed in the Ice City. He told me, that's strange, why are you so close to the Golem? By the way, it's the Demon Eye. The Demon Eye on your head is actually a heart, and the Golem just lacks this..."

The bald man became more and more worried. Yang Qingyin had said the same thing several times. She has become increasingly anxious these days, and sometimes even shows a little crazy.

"It's not good to be too thin..."

"It's all my fault. Bai has been in Daotong for so many years, but he doesn't know anything. I would have the ability of Zuo Liuying, or like Qin Lingshuang. She has read more books than me, a Taoist sect... Bald man, why don't you practice boxing?"

The bald man quickly danced a few strands of hair. Only by using the bone-forging fist at the same time can he empathize with Mu Xingqiu in Zhibubang. The bald man also has one more skill. As long as he contacts the demon-suppressing bell, he can fit with the golem at any time, but he never could see the surrounding scenes. He could only barely distinguish the moving human form.

"The golem has lost weight, and it may not last long." The bald man was worried, really afraid that Yang Qingyin would have an accident and that he would not be able to explain to Brother Xiaoqiu in the future.

"As long as he can help him through this level, it is worth destroying the golem as a whole. What is he doing?"

"Uh, I can't see clearly. Brother Xiaoqiu seems to be practicing boxing... walking around, just like you did."

Yang Qingyin was slightly stunned. She couldn't feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions now. But she could guess his thoughts naturally, "Is it about to start? He has always been confused about breaking through the realm, which is a taboo. He shouldn't...he is too anxious."

The bald man felt anxious not only Mu Xingqiu, "Hey, look, another Taoist priest is here."

The hundreds of feet of huge waves in the north solidified and remained unmoved. They were both walls that stopped the country and magical instruments of Taoism. Taoists usually walked out from there, and this time was no exception.

Yang Qingyin looked north, hoping that the visitor could be the ancestor Fang Xunmo. But what she saw was her mother, and she was not the person she really wanted to meet at this time.

Yang Qingyin couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen.

Yang's mother landed on the island. She glanced at her daughter and said nothing. She took out all kinds of items from the Qiankun bag and cast spells on the other side of the island. Not long after, the new camp was formed and the tent was larger and more comfortable. There was a stone fence on the side of the island, and there was a pavilion that could be seen from afar. There was a layer of thick soil around it, and some flowers, plants and trees were planted on it, which were growing taller rapidly.

The bald man looked at this scene excitedly, but Yang Qingyin had no expression on his face.

Yang's mother came over and stared at her daughter. After a while, she said, "I'm not here to ask you to do anything. You don't need to think about me or Pang Shan, or even for yourself, but you have to think about your children. You are so thin, you are not the only one who suffers."

Yang Qingyin's tears suddenly flowed out.

The bald man was shocked and looked at Yang Qingyin carefully. He was almost three months old on the island, and he could not tell that she was pregnant.

Yang Qingyin stopped her tears and nodded slowly.

"What else do you need?" Yang's mother sighed silently.

"He is there... he is about to rise to the realm of Gu Xia."

Yang's mother shook her head. She was just a priest who swallowed the smoke and couldn't help with such things. "Although it's stumble, hasn't Mu Xingqiu also walked all the way? You'd better believe him."

"I need books, books about Daojie and inner alchemy, and the demon-suppressing bell."

Yang's mother sighed again, "I will find some books to find ways to send them to you. The Demon-Suppressing Bell is the most treasure of the mountain. It has been guarding the Demon Seed for more than 100,000 years. The ancestor will lend it to you temporarily. It will have a deep meaning. I am afraid that you will not find the answer in the book, so you can only experience it yourself."

Yang's mother said goodbye in a hurry, and she couldn't see her daughter so haggard.

Yang Qingyin watched his mother leave, turned his head and saw that the bald man was punching with unprecedented seriousness. He split out another strand of hair, two strands as legs, and two strands as fists, and his posture was seven or eight points similar. Although it looked a bit ridiculous, it was indeed a bone-forging fist.

"My mother, go and rest. From now on, I will look at Brother Xiaoqiu alone. Whenever there is something wrong, I will tell you, and you don't want to do anything."

Yang Qingyin laughed twice, but the bald man was anxious and said loudly: "Yang Qingyin, don't make any more trouble! Go eat quickly and then have a sleep. Brother Xiaoqiu asked me to take care of you, and I can... I beg you, take a rest for a while, and it's okay for a while."

Yang Qingyin nodded, and actually turned around and walked towards the new tent set up by her mother. The bald man was surprised for a while and punched more seriously, hoping to tell Brother Xiaoqiu about what happened here.

Yang Qingyin ate some food and took a nap for a while. She suddenly woke up, as if a disaster was about to come. Her heart was pounding, and she jumped up and ran out of the tent.

Everything has not changed. Xiaodao has been dressed up by his mother to have a bit of fairy spirit, and the bald man is still punching the clock.

"It's only been more than an hour, mom, why don't you take a little longer?"

"How is he doing there?"

"It's nothing. Brother Xiaoqiu is also practicing boxing. He is very relaxed. He probably won't reach the realm of Fuxia today."

Yang Qingyin's heart still couldn't calm down. She quickly walked to the demon-suppressing bell and punched the bone-forging fist. She was already very skilled and soon felt Mu Xingqiu's emotions. It was indeed the same as Bald man said. She was relaxed and even a little absent-minded, which was completely different from his tense state in recent times.

He seemed to have understood something or solved an important problem. Yang Qingyin walked around the demon-suppressing bell and suddenly punched the bell. The bell kept ringing, and her fingers were also painful.

The bell kept ringing, and the bald man couldn't stand it. He immediately flew up and looked at Yang Qingyin in panic, vaguely realizing that he had made an important mistake.

"He is in love disaster." Yang Qingyin said affirmatively.

"How could it be? Brother Xiaoqiu is in good condition... I'm not lazy at all, really." The bald man said timidly.

Yang Qingyin smiled at the bald man, "This is a good thing. The sooner he arouses the tragedy, the less the danger."

Yang Qingyin was comforting the bald man. In fact, the harm of the love disaster was reflected in its difficulty in getting rid of it and had nothing to do with it. Mu Xingqiu had obviously fallen into it completely. If he could not extricate himself, the newly condensed inner alchemy would be destroyed and his life would be difficult to protect.

This is a real life and death crisis. Yang Qingyin doesn't want the bald man to share his worries. If he doesn't know, it's better not to know.

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's the case. I think Brother Xiaoqiu's love disaster is not too serious."

"He is recalling Qin Lingshuang." Yang Qingyin couldn't see Mu Xingqiu's thoughts, but she was very sure that the indifferent mood came from another female Taoist priest.

"Oh...my mother, Brother Xiaoqiu is thinking about Fangfang, aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Yang Qingyin continued to punch around the demon-suppressing bell, with only one idea, helping Mu Xingqiu get rid of the love disaster.

The bald man had not enough heads, so he simply stopped thinking about it and returned to Zhongding to punch. He gradually found that Xiao Qiu's love disaster was indeed not right. He said it was relaxed, but it was a little fluctuating from time to time, and the fluctuations became more and more obvious. He was sad, confused, uneasy, fear and other emotions emerged, like waves on the water.

Whenever Mu Xingqiu's mood fluctuates, Yang Qingyin punches or palms on Zhong. She is still not sure whether this move is effective, but she just feels that Zhong Ming seems to be able to comfort her.

Doing this will only delay the duration of the love disaster, and Yang Qingyin is still thinking about other ways.

"Brother Xiaoqiu will survive." The bald man slowly realized that the situation was serious and was always muttering this sentence. He wanted to do something through the golem, but he had no clear idea in his mind, and the golem over there could not be anything.

Mu Xingqiu's emotional fluctuations are getting worse and worse.

Yang Qingyin punched the clock one after another, and the sound continued. The bald man had to rise into the air again and retreated further and further.

Slowly, the bell became excited and generous, which meant that Mu Xingqiu's emotions had also fluctuated. The bald man's face suddenly changed, but he could not get close to the demon-suppressing bell half a step. Suddenly, he heard other sounds coming into his ears. He looked down and found that he had retreated to the sea. The sea water around the island was boiling and spreading to the distance, as if a huge wave was brewing.

He raised his head again and saw the dense clouds in the sky, like the reflection of the waves.

A strong wind suddenly rises and a heavy rain is coming.

"My mother!" The bald man screamed, but he couldn't even hear it himself. "Someone is coming again, from the south! It seems... it seems to be a demon clan!"

Yang Qingyin was still hitting the demon-suppressing bell without any awareness of the changes around her.

Her state of mind was completely united with Mu Xingqiu. He was sad and she was sad, and he was intoxicated with her and she was intoxicated with...

It was not until a slight pain in his abdomen that Yang Qingyin woke up suddenly.

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