Chapter 1100: Wandering

In Duanliu City, where practitioners gather, it is only a consolation to hide one's whereabouts by using the cover of night. Shen Cunyi hurriedly ran on the streets of the city, thinking that he was a small figure and would not receive special attention from the strong, but he still felt that there were eyes shooting from the darkness, staring at him and making him uncomfortable.

The western wall was once broken by the Kunhun mark in the Great Light Mirror. Shen Cunyi stopped near a pile of bricks and ice, turned half a circle on the spot, and finally saw the person he was looking for.

Zhang Xiang'er squatted in the shadow beside the city wall, as if she had a stomachache. Shen Cunyi jumped over in one step, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiang'er pointed to a stone on the ground and whispered: "Kun Dun's magic is really pure. Look, this stone was cut in half by magic. After so many days, the cut is still as smooth as before, without even a speck of dust."

"No matter how powerful Kun Dun is, he has loopholes. Uncle Mu Xingqiu has found a way to defeat him completely. At dawn, after Zuo Liuying and Qin Lingshuang's battle is over, I will set off..."

"I heard about it." Zhang Xiang'er stood up, her clear eyes filled with sadness and apology, "I'm sorry."

Shen Cunyi was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Why do you say 'sorry'? You are devoted to seeking the Tao, so you must stay here with the Great Light Mirror. I asked you to meet just to say goodbye to you. If Uncle Mu Xingqiu's plan succeeds, we will go to different worlds. I don't know when we can meet again."

" If he really succeeds, will you not go to the world of Taoist priests? "

Shen Cunyi shook his head, "I am not a cultivator. I have been discussing with Mu Lie these days. When we return to Yelin Town, we will rebuild it. Even if it is the place where the magic is formed, it is also my hometown. "

Zhang Xianger put her right hand on Shen Cunyi's chest. The two stood silently for a while. She retracted her palm, "No, I can't do this."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay." Shen Cunyi said very seriously. He knew what Zhang Xianger was doing. "Use me to cut off the fate. Although you may not be able to form the heart of a Taoist priest now, it will always be good for future practice."

Zhang Xianger tried to squeeze out a smile, "No, that will make you suffer for the rest of your life."

"Anyway, I will stay in the world of mortals. My life span is short. Any pain will pass by just enduring it. You still have thousands of years to live.

Zhang Xianger sighed softly. It was hard to imagine that she would have a long life. "Do you really believe in Mu Xingqiu?"

"Believe." Shen Cunyi said affirmatively, "Just like you believe in Qin Lingshuang. Has she accepted the position of the ancestor? "Not yet. She said that Kun Dun must be eliminated first before the 39th generation ancestor can be selected. She also said that the Taoist lineage must take responsibility..." Shen Cunyi's expression dimmed, "You want to go with her to challenge Kun Dun?" "The trouble caused by the Taoist priests must be solved by the Taoist priests. This is our responsibility. In the past, no one took the lead and everyone was scattered. Now there is. Fellow Daoist Qin does have the heart of a Taoist priest. She knows what to do." "According to Uncle Mu Xingqiu's plan, you don't have to challenge Kun Dun, just trap him to death." Shen Cunyi said anxiously. "Maybe, but we still have to prepare according to Fellow Daoist Qin's plan." Zhang Xiang'er didn't want to argue at this time, but her tone had already shown that she was not particularly optimistic about Mu Xingqiu's plan. "I'll go with you." Shen Cunyi said impulsively. "You have your mission. No matter what, it's always good to have one more plan. Goodbye, if you want to be a mortal in the future, you should be more thorough and learn to forget the past. "

Zhang Xiang'er flew to the Great Bright Mirror outside the city. Shen Cunyi stood there in a daze for a while, then turned and walked towards the east of the city. After a dozen steps, his steps became calm, "Uncle Mu Xingqiu's plan will definitely succeed, and the Taoists don't have to challenge Kun Dun."

Shen Cunyi quickened his pace and had more confidence in Mu Xingqiu.

There were indeed two pairs of eyes looking at Shen Cunyi, but they were not some great strong men. Xin Youtao had not practiced seriously for a long time. He was not interested in the Taoist method and the method of refining beasts. Occasionally, he wrote a few talismans, but they were not perfect. He had an idea that instead of wasting time chasing after the strong who would never catch up, it would be better to use time on more important things.

For him, the more important thing was Xiao Qingtao.

The two sat on the roof of the city, close together, enjoying the silence of telepathy, watching Shen Cunyi and Zhang Xiang'er meet and separate, feeling sorry for them and cherishing the time at hand.

"Who do you trust more? "Xin Youtao asked.

He didn't need to explain it too clearly. Xiao Qingtao understood what her husband meant, "Well... do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course the truth, haha, even if you tell a lie, I can guess what the truth is."

"Mu Xingqiu is our best friend. He has saved many people and created many miracles. The most important thing is that he cares about us. Qin Lingshuang is your friend. You went to see her and didn't say anything after you came back. This means that she is very different now, but she has gained the trust of a large number of Taoists. She may even become the 39th generation ancestor. Her strength will not be weak. Not to mention Zuo Liuying. At least we can know what Mu Xingqiu and Qin Lingshuang want to do. As for Zuo Liuying, no one can see through him. Maybe he will defeat Kun Dun in the end. But what's the use? Qin Lingshuang and Zuo Liuying have a slightly higher chance of defeating Kun Dun, but they are not interested in saving people. In the eyes of Taoists, mortals only need to survive. Mu Xingqiu wants to save people, but his plan has the lowest chance of success. "

"Do you think this is what I think?" Xiao Qingtao asked with a smile.

"This is actually what I think. You are stronger than me. You will not hesitate when the time comes. It is not your habit to judge who is strong and who is weak. You trust Mu Xingqiu and don't care about anything else except ours..." Xin Youtao lowered his head helplessly.

Xiao Qingtao leaned closer, looking into the distance, "Our son is in Zuo Liuying's hands. Fangfang won't go out of her way to save him, but Mu Xingqiu will. That's enough."

"But you never mentioned this to Mu Xingqiu."

"No need." Xiao Qingtao turned her eyes to the night sky, "It's almost dawn. When Fangfang and Zuo Liuying's fight is over, we should set off."

"You still call her Fangfang?"

"She is Fangfang, but she stands much higher than before, just like the stars in the sky, and she doesn't understand the mortals on the earth."

Xin Youtao held his wife's hand, "I may think too much, but like you, I would rather believe in Mu Xingqiu. He is someone we know. Qin Lingshuang and Zuo Liuying... are just gods we have seen."

Xiao Qingtao tilted her head and leaned on her husband's shoulder. The night sky was quiet, and she seemed to hear her son's shouting.

Shen Cunyi had already walked out of the East Gate and saw a dark figure dancing with a sword under the wall. He walked over and said, "Mu Lie, why don't you sleep?"

Mu Lie stopped and gasped, "I slept and just woke up."

"Are you still planning to fight with Zuo Liuying?"

"Well, I don't know magic, and it's too slow to send a message, so I want to stay and fight with Zuo Liuying and ask him to hand over my brother."

Shen Cunyi wanted to say that Mu Lie couldn't see Zuo Liuying at all, but he swallowed the words back. If he could trust Mu Xingqiu, why couldn't he trust Mu Lie? "Try hard, and when we return to Yelin Town, we'll have something to say."

Mu Lie laughed a few times, took a deep breath, and continued to practice with the sword.

Shen Cunyi and others lived in the Rare Building, where magic was used to create hundreds of rooms, enough for everyone to live in. He did not enter the building immediately, but looked at the Ancestral Tower not far away, wondering what Mu Xingqiu was doing, "Writing talismans, he must be writing talismans, and his talismans will definitely surprise everyone in the end."

If he saw what Mu Xingqiu was doing, he would be surprised now.

In the seventh floor of the Ancestral Tower, Mu Xingqiu was not writing talismans, but sitting on the ground in a daze, with a haggard look, completely without the calmness and ease when he fought against Yi Shijun three days ago.

This was not fatigue, but panic and confusion.

Yang Qingyin knelt behind Mu Xingqiu, put her arm around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "You need to rest."

"I can't rest. There are still too many talismans missing. I have to speed up. I made everyone believe in me, and I can't let them down." Although he said so, Mu Xingqiu didn't get up to write talismans. The problem he faced was not physical strength and speed, but writing method. The more talismans there were, the harder it was to arrange the troops and the more obvious the signs of losing control were. He originally planned to write 33,000 talismans, but he was a little out of control before he reached 20,000.

If it was just a simple arrangement, it would be easy, but how to condense them into a spell was much more difficult than he expected beforehand, "There is no general in the army, there is no general in the army..."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't find a talisman general who could suppress all the talismans.

"Don't worry, there will be a way." Yang Qingyin comforted.

"If I fail, everyone will die because of me. I shouldn't have lied to them."

"You didn't lie to anyone."

"I used tricks to defeat Yi Shijun. I pretended to be omnipotent so that everyone would put their hopes on me."

Yang Qingyin hugged him tighter, but her hands still couldn't close in front of her broad chest. "Then pretend again and put your hopes on yourself."

Mu Xingqiu held her hands in front of his chest. "Zuo Liuying came to me and said that I recovered my memory too early. She said that I still had a chance to find the origin and even defeat Kun Dun with it."

"But you refused."

"I refused because I didn't want to forget you. I didn't want to comprehend the origin but didn't know who to save with it."

"Save yourself, save yourself, then Yes, I saved everyone. "

Mu Xingqiu knelt up and slowly turned around, looking at that resolute and beautiful face, "Save myself?"

Yang Qingyin nodded, "You don't have to listen to Zuo Liuying's advice, and you don't have to think about saving anyone. Everyone is saving themselves. Me, Dong'er, Xiao Qingtao, Xin Youtao, Yin Buchen, Hei Huang... Everyone and every demon in the world is like this, and you don't have to be an exception. Remember? You said that you didn't use mind illusion on everyone, so everyone's hope is their own, that's enough. "

Mu Xingqiu stood up shakily, "Hope is my own, and I want to save myself."

He walked to the wall and continued to write talismans. Although he didn't find the talisman commander, and although the many talismans in the tower were still scattered, he had the strength to write again.

Yang Qingyin walked to the window and saw the rising sun and the Qilin flea standing on the demon-suppressing bell in the north.

The fight between Zuo Liuying and Qin Lingshuang was about to begin, but she didn't care at all. She summoned the Eternal Furnace and took a look. She also had her own hopes and people to save, so she would do anything for them.