Yin Buchen looked at the floating sea city gradually fading away and sighed. This sound was melodious and long, containing infinite complex emotions. "Once again, I don't even rely on the shore, I just left like this. Wouldn't you be together? I really don't want to stay, take away tens of thousands of soldiers, even a few thousand."

A more confused and boring sigh came from beside him, "No, take a few masters on the boat and ask me to try the illusion of the mind again. It turns out that spells are so boring at the end. The invincible person in the world must be the loneliest person in the world."

Yin Buchen turned his head and looked at Xiaohao, and asked in surprise: "Have you entered my mind?"

"Ha, your brain has no protective power at all, it looks like a slurry inside. Why am I going in?" Xiao Hao sighed again, "Apart from Mu Xingqiu, there is no opponent on the ship worthy of my illusion."

Yin Buchen hurriedly covered his mouth, moved away slowly after a while, and asked in panic: "Did I... have I talked randomly again just now?"

"It's okay, the meaning is clear and not very messy. You want to stay in Fuhai City. The more people you gather, the better. I understand it right?"

Yin Buchen's face turned red, then turned white, and immediately turned red again. He turned his head and looked around. Fortunately, there were not many people on the boat and they were not close to each other. The beast masters either practiced outside or rested in the cabin.

Xiao Hao laughed, "Your face is getting so fast. What kind of magic is this?"

"Shh... I was talking nonsense just now. Everyone knows that I love talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously, uh, don't spread it randomly."

"Everyone knows that you are timid, so there is no need to hide it." Xiao Hao said indifferently.

Yin Buchen stood at the stern of the boat, looked back at the main cabin opposite, and whispered: "The situation is different. The Spirit King is back this time, and his expression is not right."

"Why is it wrong?"

Xiao Hao's voice was too high, and Yin Buchen hurriedly made a gesture to her to make a small sound, "The Spirit King's eyes were firm, his mouth was tighter. His steps were also bigger than usual, and she was determined to start a war."

"Who will go to war with?"

"Of course it's the demon race. Didn't you say that you should go to Xingshan first, then land in the land of demons, and attack Wangshan directly."

"It seems that you can think of the illusion of the mind, and you can see what I am thinking."

"Hehe. I don't know how to illusion, but I can observe my words and expressions..."

A cough came from behind, followed by Yang Qingyin's cold voice, "Is that right?"

Yin Buchen turned around suddenly and sat on the deck with his butt. His face turned pale and it seemed that he could no longer return to normal. His mouth was opened and closed, but he could not say a word.

"Guess what I'm thinking." Yang Qingyin ordered.

Yin Buchen's face was confused, Xiao Hao looked at it with relish, he was so happy, "Yes, guess. Let me see the ability of 'observing words and expressions'."

Yin Buchen swallowed his saliva. He was afraid of any strong man, especially Yang Qingyin. He always felt that she looked too much like a Taoist priest and could not please him, and would kill him with one move at any time.

"That...that...the...the Spirit King wants me to summon all the beastmasters to return to the ship?"

Yang Qingyin had no expression on her face, and Xiao Hao was a little anxious, "Did he guess correctly? Is this what you think now?"

Yang Qingyin nodded softly.

Yin Buchen felt relieved, and his face slowly turned. Xiao Hao was shocked and said for a while: "I worked hard to practice illusion. Why not just guess... This, this, call out Mu Xingqiu. I want to ask him what the benefits of illusion are."

"The Taoist Lord is injured and is recovering from injury. Maybe it will be a while..." Yin Buchen raised his hands and covered his mouth tightly, regretting that he had said too much.

This time, even Yang Qingyin felt strange. The flying dragon boat did not dock. She set sail immediately after she came back. The members on the boat had no relationship with Fuhai City. They only knew that the battle was won, but they did not hear the details of the battle. "How did you know?"

"Haha." Yin Buchen's eyes became wetter. He took his hands away and had a very flattering smile on his face. "The King of Ling holds the statue of the black jade in his hand and refuses to relax for a moment. I saw the Taoist Lord once lived in another similar statue, so... Hehe, the Taoist Lord did not return to the King of Ling's Niwan Palace. I guess he was seriously injured, right?"

Yang Qingyin looked down at the black jade statue in her hand. When she lent the statue to Xin Youtao in Fuhai City, she was worried and refused to let go after taking it back. This was such a move that made Yin Buchen guess many truths.

"Did I really guess it?" Yin Buchen himself was also surprised. He had not recovered from his repeated misjudgments on Dao Zun. "Dao Zun is really seriously injured? How long will it take to recover? Do we still have to go to Wangshan? Find a place to recover from the injuries... I'm going to pass the order."

Yin Buchen knew how to stop when he saw the good things, flew into the air, and sent orders to the beastmasters everywhere.

Xiao Hao's eyes stared at the statue of Mo Yu.

"What are you doing?" Yang Qingyin asked in surprise.

"I want to try illusion... Alas, it seems that Mu Xingqiu is still not seriously injured." Xiao Hao gave up helplessly.

Hundreds of beast-raising masters gathered quickly, Yin Bushen could not control his mouth and spread a lot of rumors, so everyone's faces were confused.

Many spirit beasts and strange beasts also appeared, either leaning against the beast master, flying in the air, or floating on the sea around the ship, only Xuanwu Destroying World stopped in the distance.

Yang Qingyin told all the beast masters about her future plans, which was also her first time responding to various rumors. The plan was very simple. The Holy Talisman Dynasty would concentrate human forces to attack the sacrificial country and attract most of the demon clans. The demon army led by Wanzi Holy Mother will return to the land of the demons, attracting half demons and Bingkui, and Yang Qingyin will take the opportunity to attack Wangshan directly.

The agreed time is six months later.

"Every battle is not easy to fight. Although the country of Sacrifice was defeated in Fuhai City, most of its strength is still there. The land of demons is even more of the world of half demons and Bing Kui. It is difficult to break through the blockades to reach Wangshan every step. This is our only hope for victory in the end."

Yang Qingyin raised the statue of the black jade god in his hand.

"There is a real fantasy hidden here. Some people say that the real fantasy originated from Zuo Liuying, and some people say that it is Mu Xingqiu. These are not important. The key is that the real fantasy has a way to destroy the demon clan, but before the demon clan takes shape. This is why I have to arrive at Wangshan within half a year. If it is too late, everything may be too late."

Xiao Hao whispered beside him: "That may also be my true fantasy."

Yang Qingyin ignored her and continued, "I will not deceive you. The real illusion of demon-killing method is not sure. To be honest, there is not even 50% of it. The whole plan is a risk. But I know that there is no hope for step by step. Once the demon clan takes shape, neither the humans nor the demon clan will be their opponents."

"This trip to Wangshan is full of dangers. Until the last moment, Zhenhuan will not use his ultimate move. So I don't need too many companions, ten are enough. The remaining beast masters can freely choose to help the Holy Talisman Dynasty or to join the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons..."

"It must be me." The bald man took the lead and jumped a few feet high, looking like he was no less than me.

Yang Qingyin nodded.

Lao Chong and his king tiger squeezed over, "I'm also my one, at least I have to see what the real demon looks like."

Many beast-raising masters were about to speak, and Yang Qingyin waved his hand, "Don't rush to make a decision, think about it carefully, let's talk about it tomorrow morning. No matter which team I join, it is crucial to this war. And what I need is a helper who can hide his tracks."

Lao Chi and his king Hu looked at each other and felt that he was a little unqualified.

"There's one more thing." Yang Qingyin didn't make everyone talk for too long, "Xuanwu Feixiao needs to choose a beast-raising master."

Feixiao was swimming in the sea. The old man-like face was still confused. He lost a large number of divine pills and was bound by spells. He always looked like he was demented.

Feixiao is one of the three great Xuanwus. Being able to establish spiritual connections with it will greatly improve its strength. The beast masters have been waiting for a long time. Their interest suddenly became high and they were ready to go. Although they already have at least one spirit beast or strange beast, no one cares about one more. If they really can't take into account both, they can't abandon the weak one.

Yang Qingyin came to Feixiao's head and summoned more than fifty divine pills, all of which were taken back by Black Phenomenon from the King of Sacrifice. Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao each received seven healing pieces. Heihuang and Yang Qingyin also took three pieces respectively, and the rest of the preparations were returned to Feixiao.

Mu Xingqiu's true illusion body has reached its limit and he can only work on spell casting skills, so he has not taken the divine pill.

The power contained in the Divine Pill was only refined by the King of Sacrifice, and its shape had basically not changed. It formed several circles above Yang Qingyin's palm, like an exquisite crown.

Yang Qingyin murmured, and the expression of Feixiao in the sea gradually soothed. She raised her head and glanced at the remaining divine pills, and finally clicked it, expressing her agreement to choose a beast master.

Yang Qingyin did not try, left the divine pill in the air and flew back to the boat by herself. No matter where she was, the black phoenix always hovered above her head, either high or low.

"I don't need more strange beasts. You take turns to try it. Whoever can get Feixiao's recognition will establish a spiritual connection with it and then return the divine pill to it."

Many beast raising masters are like Yang Qingyin, very satisfied with their beast-refining targets and do not want to change them anymore, so they let them go to the side to express their withdrawal. Lao Chong is one of them, but they reach out and grab one of the ears of the king tiger, reminding it to practice hard in the future and not to disappoint him.

There were more than 700 beast-raising masters in total, and more than 300 of them had withdrawn. Most of them wanted to change their tastes, so they took turns to step forward, hoping to get Feixiao's recognition.

As time passed slowly, the beast-raising masters returned disappointed. Feixiao agreed to accept the method of refining beasts, but was extremely picky about the beast-raising masters and refused to nod.

Xiao Hao also tried it once. It was purely for fun. Youliao's reaction in her hand was unprecedentedly intense. She kept shaking her head and tail and twisting her limbs, which made her unable to calm down and had to retreat to the ship. After the other beast masters failed, they had to comfort the original strange beast or spirit beast. Only Xiao Hao was the exception. She held Youliao in front of her, scolded her fiercely, and put the blame on her.

"Isn't it good to have a companion? Well, isn't it good?"
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