Chapter 1087 The Tenth Spell
The tenth spell was a bit special, like a spent force, like a helpless dead leaf, weak in power, but not easy to control. Mu Xingqiu's command was not accurately implemented once. The more mana he added, the worse the effect. It could only fly left and right, up and down, and move in a general direction.
It was not a talisman technique. Mu Xingqiu himself could not explain what it was. He just felt that he could do it, and then it came out. It was not powerful, but just transmitted what he saw and heard along the way to the caster in real time.
There was nothing to see in Duanliu City. The Holy Talisman Army destroyed some houses and courtyard walls, but overall the city was still intact, the streets were clean, and a layer of ice had formed again.
In the sky, eight drops of water and eight balls of fire were still chasing each other, which made every illusion heart of Mu Xingqiu feel happy and reluctant to give up.
The tenth spell left the west gate and saw two mirrors on the sunset lake. Qin Lingshuang must be in one of the mirrors.
One advantage of a weak spell is that it is difficult to be discovered by other spells. It slid along the ground and just came to the ice surface, but encountered a gust of wind.
This was the soul technique performed by Qin Lingshuang. She wanted to draw out the Kun Chaos spell in the Great Light Mirror, so half of the soul's power was inside and half was outside. The outside was displayed as wind.
Mu Xingqiu's tenth spell was so weak that it didn't even have the power to fight. It was blown into the air and spun, like a boat sailing in the stormy sea. Everything could only be left to fate. Mu Xingqiu tried to let it go back, but the result was contrary to his wishes. The spell floated farther, and it did not float back along the same route, but ran farther and farther to the north. Even after leaving the wind of Sunset Lake, it did not stop.
Mu Xingqiu felt that the tenth spell was not mature enough, so he decided to take it back or interrupt it directly. However, the result was beyond his expectation. The spell was too disobedient and refused to obey even the simplest command. It refused to return to the ancestral tower, nor did it disappear. It continued to float along, transmitting what it saw and heard to the caster.
Mu Xingqiu could only smile bitterly. He managed to do ten things at once, but he could not control this extra one. Its mischievousness chose the right time. The other nine were casting spells, maintaining the eight drops of water and the spells used to welcome the soul, and they could not spare the energy to chase this little brother.
He did not explain to Qin Lingshuang because it was not a big deal. The tenth spell would not fly too far and would completely disappear due to the exhaustion of mana, which would not bring much impact. They could talk about it afterwards. Qin Lingshuang might be able to help him tame the tenth one.
The tenth spell floated dozens of miles to the north, and finally ran out of power, falling down little by little, and the information sent back became intermittent.
Mu Xingqiu was surprised to see Yin Buchen, as well as a woman and a huge black bird not far away. They were all looking at Duanliu City with serious and alert expressions. The monkeys were standing on top of each other and looking at it, but their eyes were scattered and they didn't know what they were looking at.
He didn't remember the woman's appearance, but he could guess that she was most likely Yang Qingyin, and the black bird was her exotic beast Phoenix.
Mu Xingqiu was doing ten things at once, each of which was independent. At this time, they all trembled at the same time. The water in the sword washing pool was surging, rubbing against the stone basin, making a buzzing sound. Above Duanliu City, eight drops of water were disordered at the same time and passed through by eight balls of fire.
Mu Xingqiu felt hot and he couldn't play this game anymore. He had to stop and tell Qin Lingshuang everything, and then go to see Yang Qingyin. As for what to say and do, he hadn't thought about it yet.
The eight balls of fire didn't notice anything unusual and still provoked and played around the water drops.
The most unexpected thing happened to Mu Xingqiu that night. To be precise, it had already happened, and Mu Xingqiu just discovered it.
Yang Qingyin, Hei Huang and Yin Buchen were not just looking at it, they were working together to fight against a powerful spell.
This was too strange. This powerful spell was definitely not cast by Mu Xingqiu. Qin Lingshuang was already concentrating on nine things at once, and it was impossible for him to cast any more spells. However, the powerful spell did come from the direction of Duanliu City. Its fighting method was very unique. It was not continuous, but a large group suddenly rushed in every once in a while, then stopped in the air and shot out a little bit to attack.
Because of this discovery, Mu Xingqiu did not stop casting spells, and the eight drops of water continued to deal with the fire, but his state of mind had changed suddenly. If Qin Lingshuang paid attention to the sword washing pool at this time, he would see that the water surface was as smooth as a mirror.
Yin Buchen shouted, "What's going on? Where did such a powerful spell come from? Did Duanliu City suffer an ambush?"
Since he found the Niwan Palace of the earth monkeys, his strength has increased a lot, but it is not enough to make up for the loss of the Demon Lord's righteous law, and it is far behind Yang Qingyin and Hei Huang.
Yang Qingyin concentrated on casting spells, and Hei Huang mainly contributed mana, which was relatively easy. Hearing Yin Buchen's question, he sneered: "Are you still defending him? Where did the ambush come from? They were flirting in Duanliu City, and cast a spell to prevent outsiders from disturbing them."
Yin Buchen shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, impossible, Mu Xingqiu would not do such a thing, there must be something strange."
"Hey, you might as well say that he has lost his memory. Anyway, he doesn't remember the Spirit King, and no one can say that he is heartless. There is no responsibility without memory. For more than two years, Mu Xingqiu has not been in a hurry to regain his memory-really smart."
"You misunderstood." Yin Buchen became more and more confused, "It was Zuo Liuying who didn't let him regain his memory. It was said... it was said..."
Yin Buchen just heard it, and didn't know what Zuo Liuying said specifically.
"Ha, since you regard Zuo Liuying as your enemy, and you also obey Zuo Liuying's arrangements on such an important matter, is Mu Xingqiu too stupid or too smart?"
"Well... he seems a little stupid compared to before."
Yin Buchen looked at Duanliu City for a while, and murmured: "My name is Yin Buchen, and I am the son of Jiao King. I am not a follower of any monster or human race, and the jealousy has nothing to do with me."
He turned to Yang Qingyin and said, "Spirit King, please forgive me for trying to persuade you: Stop it. There is no point of contention in this kind of thing. Let's retreat first and wait until daybreak before going to Duanliu City. As long as Mu Xingqiu regains his memory, he will definitely Will...will...will..."
Yin Buchen was torn between saying nice things and telling the truth. He didn't know much about Qin Lingshuang, but these days of getting along with him made him understand that there must have been a very deep relationship between Mu Xingqiu and this female Taoist priest. And it was before Yang Qingyin. He really couldn't say who Mu Xingqiu would choose after regaining his memory.
"Two women often work together with one husband among mortals, and it also happens among monsters..." Yin Buchen felt that something was fishy, but he attributed the cause to Yang Qingyin, thinking that she wanted to cause trouble.
Dozens of magic-transformed feathers flew out from the black phoenix, rushing towards Yin Buchen like a black storm. The monkeys immediately fell down, and Yin Buchen reacted quickly, saying loudly: "That's just lust, not love, love How can we tolerate two minds in such a deep place?”
The feather disappeared, and Yin Buchen broke out in a cold sweat. He whispered to the monkeys: "It is not easy to maintain dignity. From now on, I will talk less. Misfortunes will come from my mouth..."
Yin Buchen closed his mouth, raised his hand and clapped it twice, indicating that he would never speak again, but after only waiting for a short while, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Is this fight really necessary?"
"Of course it's necessary. Are we just going to watch that couple of bitches bullying the Spirit King?" Black Phoenix stood firmly on Yang Qingyin's side.
Yin Buchen hummed twice, not wanting to argue, and did not cast any more spells. He decided to stay out of the matter, but would not leave. He wanted to see the result.
A large group of spells flying from Duanliu City had been exhausted, and the next group had not yet arrived. Yang Qingyin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Yin Buchen lowered his head and winked. Black Phoenix spread its wings and said: "Spirit King, attack in." Well, it’s already this time, why don’t you wait..."
"Shut up." Yang Qingyin said sternly.
Yin Buchen laughed twice, but when Yang Qingyin glanced at him, he did not dare to laugh again.
"You two are just talking nonsense. This spell is very weird and Duanliu City is in danger." Yang Qingyin summoned more magic weapons.
Black Phoenix was startled and spread out several feathers.
Yin Buchen unconsciously showed a flattering smile, because he was afraid that his words would offend the Spirit King, "That's what I just said, but to be honest, it seems that there are really no outsiders in Duanliu City now."
"There are no outsiders, there are foreign spells." Yang Qingyin stared at Duanliu City, and another ball of spells flew towards her. The speed was not very fast. As long as she didn't move, the spells didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight. "They won't do such a thing. ”
Yin Buchen sighed, a little sympathetic to Yang Qingyin, "Mu Xingqiu has lost his memory, and his whole person is different from before. Taoist Qin - I don't know what her personality was before, but she may be like this now..."
Yin Buchen pointed to the chasing and playing spells above Duanliu City and felt that the matter could not be clearer.
"Qin Lingshuang practices orthodox Taoism. The higher the level, the less likely it will change." Yang Qingyin was preparing spells, and the black phoenix flapped its wings and flew up to the sky, getting ready.
"Almost all Taoist priests in the world have changed. Even the masters have abandoned their duties as Taoist priests. Will Taoist priest Qin be an exception?" Yin Buchen said.
"If there is only one true Taoist priest left in the world, it won't be Zuo Liuying, it will definitely be Qin Lingshuang." Yang Qingyin took a step forward, "If there is only one person in the world who refuses to surrender to Kun Chaos, it won't be you and me. , it must be Mu Xingqiu.”
The black phoenix in the sky cast a large ball of lunar fire and flew towards Duanliu City. This was Yang Qingyin's most powerful spell.
"The two of them are in danger." Yang Qingyin still insisted on her opinion, thinking that the spells in Duanliu City were unreasonable.
Yin Buchen shrugged and greeted the monkeys to prepare to cast spells. He also insisted on his opinion that the Spirit King was overreacting, but this time he decided to side with the Spirit King.
The tenth spell was unsustainable and finally disappeared. Mu Xingqiu in the Patriarch Tower reflected on himself with his tenth purpose, hoping to find out who was right between Yang Qingyin and Yin Buchen.
The breeze blew, and Qing Lingshuang sent a reminder that she was going to send one hundred thousand souls back.
At the same time, Yang Qingyin's lunar fire had broken through the blocking magic group and reached the sky above Duanliu City.