Among the nine great Taoist dynasties, there is almost no change in Wangshan: the valley is still filled with nebula trees, and all kinds of buildings on the surrounding cliffs are still there, and Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin can even recognize the room they once lived in at a glance.

The half-demon riding bear did not adopt the surname Ma, claiming to be Li Qingzhu. He used to be a disciple of Wangshan and could not condense the pills. After serving in Wangshan for ten years, he chose to return to his hometown. While running for life, he did not give up his practice. Even so, he slowly retreated from the three fields of Kuotong to the seven orifices. After another thirty years, he was able to return to Wangshan when he was fifty-five.

"Everything has not changed." He said, standing on the steep cliff plank road, pointing to an area opposite the valley, "It is Qiulinyuan, which is similar to Pangshan Yipengshou. We call it a broom shed. I have been there for ten years, cleaning the fallen leaves, picking up seeds every day, and using all my spare time to practice, but I still failed. I heard that both of you have been waiting for you?"

"The person you are interested in is him. I condensed the pill before I put it into use." Yang Qingyin said coldly, "Can I walk around?"

"Please don't go into the valley, you know the reason."

Every nebula tree in the valley has a demon possession, and it will not end up provoking them. Yang Qingyin did not respond and walked down the plank road, and the black phoenix followed.

Yin Buchen looked at Yang Qingyin's back in surprise, although he did not agree with her behavior, he admired her courage.

"It must be difficult to use the condensed elixir, right?" Li Qingzhu was very interested in this topic.

"Well, it's very difficult. What everyone lacks is not hard work or elixirs. It's self-confidence." Mu Xingqiu felt that Li Qingzhu was different from other half-demons.

"Yes, you're right. When I looked back and looked back, I understood what I was wrong: I was practicing very hard, which was even more harder than the first three years I joined Wangshan. I tried every means to get some elixirs, but I didn't make any progress. The reason was that my mentality was unstable. No matter how hard I was on the surface, the disciples of Qiulinyuan could not get rid of a thought in their hearts: everything was futile, hard work could not make up for the shortcomings, and they were just tricks for outsiders to see. That was vanity and weirdness, and vanity was one of the taboos of elixir condensing."

Li Qingzhu took the lead and came to a platform protruding from a cliff. There was an ancient pavilion built here and looked down from the railing. You could see the whole view of the valley. The nebula trees were different, and even in different seasons, with colorful colors. The mountain wind blew by and rustled, without the breath of the demon clan.

Yang Qingyin's figure flashed in the plank road and disappeared in the middle of a house. The black phoenix above her head could identify her position, and she was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the valley.

Yin Buchen glanced at Mu Xingqiu and felt incomprehensible about his calmness.

Li Qingzhu was still unsatisfied. He continued: "This is why the Taoist children are prone to condense elixirs. They have lived in Taoism since childhood, and their confidence has been engraved in their bones. Condensing elixirs is not a problem for them. Whether they can become high-level Taoists above the Xinglu Realm is their threshold."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything. He was watching the nebula trees in the valley. He saw more in his eyes than Yin Buchen and Li Qingzhu. For example, only he could see the seeds floating in the air. They had not turned black, were close to transparency, and emitted a faint halo.

Mu Xingqiu clearly remembered the last time he saw the Nebula tree seeds. It was dark night, and the light of the seeds was more obvious. They lined up in a row and fought in the air, fighting for the opportunity to land and take root only once a few years. Now, the seeds have become peaceful, all connected into lines, surrounding them in circles, and separated a large number of branches to connect to the mother tree on the ground.

Li Qingzhu did not expect to answer, but just kept saying it on his own, "Why don't the Taoist dynasty give ordinary disciples more opportunities? This is something I always think is unfair. If they take their children to the Taoist dynasty as soon as they discover the Taoist roots, they will definitely grow up with the Taoist dynasty's children, and the result will definitely be very different. But Taoist thinks that's too troublesome, and they deeply despise mortals, even to the point of disdaining to show it. What's the use of mortals? It's nothing more than contributing a large number of low-level Taoist priests to act as well as slaves in bright clothes."

"Hey, this is the same as my job." Yin Buchen was very happy to interject, "When I was with Laojun, I was worried that I would be eaten every day, but I was indeed 'clothed'. How many big monsters lined up to curry favor with me and asked about Laojun's preferences. Alas, good days are always gone and never come back." Yin Buchen secretly looked at Mu Xingqiu. Although it was safe to follow Daozun, it had not been a long time since the big monster pleased him.

Li Qingzhu looked at the half demon coldly, her eyes full of disgust, as if she saw a fly falling on her favorite food.

"Mortals are really useless." Yin Buchen said enthusiastically. The only one who deserves his observation of words and expressions is Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin counts half of it, and Li Qingzhu is just a half-demon who can complain. "The whole body of the demon clan is treasure, but humans cannot do it. Only powerful magic tricks, such as physical sacrifices, can use human blood. I heard from Laojun that humans are actually descendants of the demon clan, which can only show that one generation is worse than another."

Yin Buchen nagged endlessly, Li Qingzhu couldn't speak at all, only Mu Xingqiu could interrupt him.

Mu Xingqiu turned directly to Li Qingzhu, "Did you become a half-demon alive?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Qingzhu's mouth, "I don't need death to change my thoughts. I voluntarily defected to the demon clan after trekking thousands of miles, just to experience the mystery of spells personally, and finally got what I wish. I hate the injustice of Taoism, but I can understand the arrogance of Taoists. Spells will make you another kind, higher than sentient beings, just like humans above wild beasts."

"The demon clan is also higher than wild beasts, and it is a little higher than humans." Yin Buchen corrected.

No one paid attention to him, Li Qingzhu lowered her eyes, "There are too many wild beasts, which destroy the balance of the world, and the number must be greatly reduced. This is what the demons and the Taoist dynasty are doing. The Taoist dynasty is very hypocritical, and the demons have to take over."

"Does the beasts you are talking about referring to the demon clan and humans?" Yin Buchen could always interfere, "I think there are too many, but I can't kill them all, so you should draw lines, such as those with the strength of the middle demon or above, and those with a long family background should also stay..."

Li Qingzhu raised her eyes and stared at Mu Xingqiu, "What is the meaning of everything you do? You can choose to join any of the demons and Taos, or even stand on your own, but you try your best to protect a group of creatures that are not worthy of protection and cannot be preserved. All living beings are like ants, and they are eliminating a group of them to make the remaining group of them have higher quality."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. "There is no way, ants can bite people sometimes. I am used to being an ant, and I can't even escape. I can't even stay in Taoism, let alone demons." Mu Xingqiu pointed to the sky. "The time is coming."

Li Qingzhu stared at Mu Xingqiu for a long time, bowed slightly, "Please forgive me for overestimating my ability."

“We are all doing what we should do.”

Li Qingzhu turned around and left. Yin Buchen heard it inexplicably and soon understood. "Oh, you are fighting a puzzle. Dao Zun said that he must save sentient beings, and half-demon said that he must eliminate sentient beings. Since he couldn't agree, then... Haha, is it time for battle again?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded.

Yin Buchen put down Feixiao on his back and looked around. Feixiao stretched his neck, almost as high as Yin Buchen, and was also looking around. The cliffs were quiet, with many houses, as if there were no residents, and even Li Qingzhu disappeared quickly, as if she was avoiding something.

Yang Qingyin came back, "There is no half-demon, nor a formation. It seems that the demons want to have a fair fight."

Mu Xingqiu turned around. "Promise me something."

Yang Qingyin didn't say anything, Yin Buchen, who was standing aside, was anxious and even wanted to agree for her.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because of our son, because I still have a body in Zhibu Bangli." Mu Xingqiu blinked.

"Yes, Dao Zun also has a spare body, we don't have it." Yin Buchen couldn't help it anymore. He knew Mu Xingqiu's intention.

Yang Qingyin reluctantly nodded, "Don't forget, your soul is the only one."

The fleas that followed Mu Xingqiu and walked to Yang Qingyin, with a faint light emitted between the two corners. Yin Buchen hurriedly walked over and stood on the other side of the flea. Feixiao retracted his neck, his four legs were flexible, and he was even ahead of Yin Buchen to get close to Qilin.

Mu Xingqiu wanted to have a dedicated battle with the demons, and he hoped that Yang Qingyin could escape when necessary.

The fleas are ready, Yang Qingyin, Heihuang, Yin Buchen, Feixiao only needs to cooperate with the casting of the spell. As for whether he can successfully escape, it is another matter.

The thin night shrouded Wangshan, but the 33,000 nebula trees in the valley were more gorgeous, and the seeds floating in the air were brighter, so even Yin Bushen could be seen.

"Dao Zun, if it's too late, or if you feel it's necessary, please keep your promise and spend a little time to kill me. I can't do it myself." Yin Buchen cried with a sad face, his eyes became wet. He knew that he was never within the survival line drawn by the demons. "There is Feixiao, let it die with me, and don't let it stay alone in the world."

Feixiao turned his head and stared at Yin Buchen angrily.

"Oh, you have been hiding from here for too long. I don't know how many evil magics there are in this world. They will make you unrecognizable and may even stew the soup in the end. Believe me, death is definitely a better ending." Yin Buchen comforted.

Feixiao lowered his head and slowly retracted into the shell.

Yang Qingyin didn't say anything more.

The night did not fade away slowly, but suddenly grabbed the entire Wangshan Mountain. There were no stars and moons in the sky, and it was pitch black. The seeds floating above the tree canopy were as bright as fire, but they were reluctant to share the light. Apart from showing their existence, they did not illuminate much area.

The seeds connected together gathered together and formed a shiny human form in the mid-air in the middle of the valley. Thirty-three thousand lines were divided into thirty-three thousand nebula trees.

"Unexpectedly, Mu Xingqiu, you can always be beyond your expectations. The Magic Finger Mountain should be your battlefield." The glowing humanoid spoke.

"Since I can't choose the time for a decisive battle, I can always choose the location." Mu Xingqiu spread his arms and prepared to cast the spell.

The reverse technique is useless here. Mu Xingqiu's only hope for victory is that the demons in Wangshan have not yet taken shape, and the only tangible demon clan is at the Demon-Shift Mountain and there is no time to rush back.

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