The moth released by Mu Xingqiu could escape the numerous restrictions set by the talisman masters, but could not avoid the investigation of Master Xingshan. In fact, even he himself was under the surveillance of Zhao Chuye. When three free ropes suddenly jumped out from his feet and from the tree, he had no time to react.

Mu Xingqiu had a full body of magic power, but the faster he ran, the tighter he became. In the end, he had to give up resistance and obediently was led from a mountain peak seven or eight miles away to the city of Zhuozhou.

He was not idle along the way. He carefully observed the spells in the rope and always felt that it wasted some mana, which was more efficient than the talisman, but there was still room for improvement. He also tried to inhale the spells in the rope, but failed. The Taoist priest who made the rope seemed to have expected such a danger, so he cleverly sealed the mana in the rope.

Until it fell on the ground, Mu Xingqiu thought about how to improve the talisman and the magic rope on his body. The two had a lot in common. He vaguely saw a little hope, but his memory was not enough, which made him nowhere to start. It was as if he knew that there was such a word, but he couldn't remember it, and the dictionary was not at hand and could not be found.

The confusion on Mu Xingqiu's face seemed to others as if he was ashamed of being captured. Shouque comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm here. My duty is to protect you. Don't run away secretly. It's very troublesome to find someone."

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu didn't pay attention to what Shouque was saying. He was pulled by the spell and his feet were involuntarily moving towards Zhao Chuye opposite him, "Is this your rope?"

The first spell used by Zhao Chuye was to break into Mu Xingqiu's Niwan Palace, preparing to seize this person's memory. He used the Five Elements Water Illusion Technique, which was not as exquisite and complex as the Mind Heart Illusion Technique, but it was more than enough to defeat a low-powered practitioner.

Mu Xingqiu was easily tied up by three Xiaoyao ropes and had to "rely rely on" Shuque's protection, which made Zhao Chuye believe that this person's strength would not be very strong. As a result, he was shocked as soon as the magic entered the Niwan Palace. The other party's Niwan Palace actually produced a powerful resistance force, surging, and the magic power contained seemed to be no worse than that of him, a Taoist priest who was in the moonlight.

Compared with the Five Elements Water Illusion Technique, the biggest disadvantage of the Illusion Technique, is that it is very easy to be backfired when casting spells on strong people. Zuo Liuying, who was at the beginning of the God-oriented realm, also did not dare to cast spells on the Xinglu Taoist Priest. Zhao Chuye made a mistake, but he reacted very quickly and immediately stopped the attack, but did not dare to stop casting spells, for fear that the opponent would take advantage of the situation and enter the Niwan Palace that retaliated against him.

Mu Xingqiu stopped and noticed that there was a spell in his mind. He thought it was a spell attached to three ropes, so he nodded and expressed his admiration, "What kind of rope is this? It's very powerful."

Zhao Chuye's condition at this time was like walking a tightrope, and he could not move forward or retreat. He also had to maintain his spell as thin as a gossip. He did not dare to move his breath, thinking that the other party was ridiculing him, and he did not answer.

Shouque walked to Mu Xingqiu. "This rope is very ordinary, it seems to be called Xiaoyaosuo, which is made of horse's tail hair." Shouque reached out and pulled it twice, and the rope was strangled one inch at once. "It's a bit different, it's a little more complicated than Xiaoyaosuo in my memory."

Zhao Chuye still didn't speak, and stood there without moving, as if he had already wandered outside.

Fu Lin and others didn't understand what was going on. However, the plan to hug the thighs did not change. Seeing that Mu Xingqiu seemed to be in trouble, a force arises from their bodies. With Fu Lin leading the way, ten people stood up one after another and stumbled to Mu Xingqiu.

"Mr. We are here to help you. What do we need to do? Please give orders." Fu Lin is not a flatterer. He really wants to serve his benefactor, but to the nine soldiers, he feels that he is following the right person. The general is very good at talking and wants to hold his thighs. He really needs such a leader.

"Yes, please give orders." A group of soldiers who were throwing their helmets and abandoning their armor, shaking, and unable to stand firmly, said in unison. They are not people who are afraid of death. If Mu Xingqiu ordered, they would do whatever they want.

But Mu Xingqiu had no orders. He no longer recognized Zhao Chuye, nor did he remember how high the status of the Grand Master of Taoism was. He just felt that this person's magic was very powerful and difficult to deal with.

"With your ability, it is easy to escape the next golden attack, water attack and wood attack. Why do you have to write a talisman of the sky? Let me take the people in the city away." Mu Xingqiu said.

Zhao Chuye still didn't speak, Fu Lin and others were behind Engong. Shouque always wanted to take action to remove Xiaoyaosuo, but Mu Xingqiu did not cooperate, so she could only reach out and try.

The city fell into a strange silence. Zhao Chuye couldn't guess what the other party was playing. He obviously had a deep magic power but pretended not to be able to escape the ordinary Xiaoyaosuo. Mu Xingqiu's side did not understand why Master Xingshan suddenly refused to even speak.

Huangfu Yanghao poked his head out of the city tower again, not paying attention to the abnormality outside, and shouted excitedly: "This batch of blood ink is very good, the blood of the royal family is nothing special. It is like ordinary soldiers, but fighting spirit can indeed improve the quality of blood ink! I have said a long time ago, a little more."

He saw Master Xingshan personally taking action, and he had no doubts in his heart. The sacrificial talisman attracted the third ink plate and found that there was only a little blood inside. He felt a little dissatisfied, but he did not dare to attack Zhao Chuye. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and his expression changed immediately. He no longer felt that there was less blood. He immediately prepared blood ink. Because there was too little blood, all kinds of powders added had to be controlled more carefully, and he entered a state of deafness.

Zhao Chuye's blood was just used to match the ink. He didn't care much, and he spent all his energy analyzing the current situation.

He took back the spell.

Zhao Chuye's whole body emitted a faint light, and the broken wood and stones around him retreated at the same time with a bang, and it was clean within thirty steps.

Fu Lin and others were shocked. In fact, they didn't know that this was bluffing. At that moment, Zhao Chuye was the weakest. For ordinary opponents, this was not a loophole, but he was afraid of Mu Xingqiu's deep magic power. He immediately set a ban around him while retrieving the magic.

Mu Xingqiu noticed the other party's weakness at that moment, but he had no time to launch an attack. He could only watch the loopholes pass by and feel too exaggerated about Zhao Chuye's vigilance.

The only thing that reacted was to defend her flaws. She had magic power and knew magic. Taking advantage of the situation was her instinct when fighting, but unfortunately, her strength was slightly weaker.

Her Dharma body was created by the Zhenqi Tower in the Demon-Packing Cave. It was very short and had not experienced enough tempering. The inner alchemy had just reached the level of the seventh level of the God-in-the-Step, and was used to perform the ninth level of the illusion. It could barely be compared with the Taoist priest who had the fifth and sixth level of the Moon Rain. This was a huge step, but it was a little worse than Zhao Chuye.

After practicing in the Taoist sect tower, Zhao Chuye's realm improved very quickly. He always thought that he could enter the realm of subduing the Sun Rain, but in the final stage, his ancestor Kun Dun stopped magic. His practice turned sharply and stopped at the seventh level of subduing the Moon Rain.

Fu Lin and others saw nothing, only Mu Xingqiu noticed the illusion of Shouque.

This is a pure illusion technique, but there are many changes in it. One move includes skills such as main attack, side attack, luring the enemy, defense, and backhand. Mu Xingqiu has never been able to fully utilize all the power of the illusion technique of Minxin, but it lacks these methods.

"Okay!" Mu Xingqiu praised sincerely. He now looks at all spells with the attitude of learning and research. Among all the spells he has seen so far, Shouque's illusion has used mana the most fully and has almost no waste.

Mu Xingqiu has too little memory and doesn't know that he has discovered a very important secret: the reason why the Illusion of Mind can exceed the limitations of the inner alchemy realm to gain a higher level of strength is precisely because it greatly improves the efficiency of using magic power.

Shouque turned his head and smiled, "This trick is actually very ordinary. I want to learn...oh!"

Shouque was too careless. Her strength was already worse than Zhao Chuye. She dared to be distracted when fighting. That illusion was immediately expelled. The opponent's real five-element spell took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Fu Lin and others still couldn't see anything, and they all stood there blankly and listened to Mu Feidian's applause, and the guards were inexplicably flying into the sky.

Zhao Chuye emitted a little light, which was smaller than the moths Mu Xingqiu had cast before. Under the sunlight, he completely avoided the naked eye's gaze.

Shouque jumped in time, and she would be hit by the light a little later.

The light spot failed to hit the target, but refused to let go of the target, jumped upwards and continued to hit the Shou Que, which was dozens of feet high.

Mu Xingqiu saw the difference. Zhao Chuye's spells were more complicated. In a small light spot, there were at least thirty different spells. These spells had their own uses, but not every one was useful in this attack.

Mu Xingqiu felt a bang in his mind, and he suddenly understood a truth: spells were invented by practitioners, and responding to changes with constant and less change is the pursuit of most people. From the moment it is born, each spell must be prepared to face different goals, different environments, and different defenses. Therefore, the more advanced the spells, the more small spells they accommodate, the more required the caster's mana and mental state to meet certain requirements.

From then on, these small spells were solidified. Even if the battle was very simple, the small spells could not be removed. For higher Taoists, focusing on improving the inner alchemy realm and casting spells is more cost-effective than spending a little time analyzing the battle situation in each battle.

The Illusion of Mind is actually a bit opportunistic. It directly removes a large number of auxiliary small spells, so its power is more concentrated, but its loopholes are more than the Five Elements spells.

Nianxin Ke claimed that illusion could defeat Taoist priests with higher levels of inner alchemy, but deliberately avoided problems in their own system.

Mu Xingqiu had not yet figured out how to break through these loopholes in the illusion of Minxin, but he knew that the light spot could hit Shouque immediately, and she would definitely not be able to stop this time.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand, and the carefree rope on his body was self-solved for no reason.

He grabbed the little spot of light.

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