Chapter 314: Overcoming Difficulties

"Where did everyone else go? Zuo Liuying is playing silent tricks again? Where's my mother? Even she's gone. The chapter is updated the fastest." The bald man stretched out his newly grown white hair to his eyes and examined it carefully, and was very dissatisfied with its color and texture.

"Zuo Liuying took them to move, and now he may be fighting with Lu Zhechong and Ning Qiwei. He didn't say anything because he can see what I'm doing through you. If I go the wrong way, he will speak." Mu Xingqiu answered the bald man's question, but he couldn't explain the doubts in his heart.

The battle of the sea monsters in the distance has ended, and Luanjing Mountain should have won a great victory, but there has been no Taoist flying back to Luanjing Mountain. Lu Zhechong knew that he had the Frost Soul Sword, and the sword contained the vital Fangfang soul, but he chose to seek revenge on Zuo Liuying first, and left without sending anyone to search for his whereabouts.

The most important thing is, what is Zuo Liuying's plan? He asked a Taoist priest who was breathing in air to walk all the way to Luanjing Mountain with the Frost Soul Sword, and then quietly took back the soul under Feng Ruhui's nose?

Mu Xingqiu shook his head and drove away meaningless thoughts. He didn't dare to fly in the sky, so he just walked in the forest. His speed was not slow. He had always insisted on practicing boxing, and his physique was better than some high-level Taoist priests.

The bald man flew around Mu Xingqiu, his eyes scanning everywhere, and every time he flew over Mu Xingqiu's front, he would stare at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Zuo Liuying observes the situation through me, so I let him see more clearly."

Mu Xingqiu laughed and let the bald man do his own thing, occasionally asking him to fly to the treetops to observe the location of Luanjing Mountain.

Bilin is located in the southwest of Luanjing Mountain, so Mu Xingqiu headed towards the highest peak in the northeast. According to the bald man's observation, he believed that he could arrive before midnight.

The terrain gradually rose, and the ancient trees covered with green moss became sparser and sparser, and other tree species became more and more, with different heights. There were many plants and trees, and there was almost no open space in the forest. Mu Xingqiu had to fight his way forward.

The bald man stopped flying around and landed on Mu Xingqiu's shoulder. He made a sound similar to hiccups from time to time. Finally, he couldn't help asking for help, "Brother Xiaoqiu, I seem to have a big bag in my mouth. Can you help me take a look?"

Mu Xingqiu stopped and lifted his head. The bald man opened his mouth as wide as he could. Mu Xingqiu glanced at it with his extraordinary vision and was also surprised. "Feng Zaisu's inner pill grew in your mouth. It seems... it has become a little smaller."

"I said, there must be something extra. The bald man, who was originally speaking normally, immediately became vague when he heard that something really grew in his mouth. "How can I spit it out? It's not comfortable to hold it in my mouth."

"Don't you want the inner pill very much? This time you got it.

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"But this is not what I cultivated myself." The bald man frowned. Unwilling to take advantage of this, "Besides, I can't use it. You can all use the inner pill to cast spells. I just feel that there is something in my mouth that is a hindrance. "

The inner pill seemed to merge with the bald man's upper palate. Mu Xingqiu didn't know why, and didn't know what good it could do for the bald man. "Keep it for now. This is a gift from Feng Zaisu. Let Zuo Liuying help you check it later."

The bald man nodded, and the tip of his tongue was still licking the inner pill, feeling uncomfortable.

Mu Xingqiu pushed aside the bald man's messy silver hair. Staring at the demon heart hidden in the black hair, it was still bright red, as round as a gem, without any wrinkles. If he guessed correctly, Zuo Liuying used it to see the world and cast spells.

Come to think of it carefully, after Zuo Liuying checked the heart in the Duanliu City Inn, it seemed that he intended to let the bald man get this heart, at least he didn't object to the bald man having a demon.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand and touched the demon heart, and the bald man cried out, "Ouch, Xiaoqiu brother, why did you hit me? It hurts. "

The demon heart also grew together with the bald man, as if it was after he had the inner elixir that the demon heart changed.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't explain this magical thing, but wondered why Zuo Liuying valued the bald man so much, "Should I go to Luanjing Mountain? Am I taking the right path?" He asked softly, hoping to get an answer from afar.

"If you say go, let's go. We have to get Fangfang's soul back anyway." This was the bald man's own voice. Zuo Liuying either didn't hear it or didn't want to answer it at all.

Mu Xingqiu continued to move forward. The bald man gradually got used to the inner elixir in his mouth. In fact, the inner elixir had always been there, but it was a little uncomfortable to move from the throat to the mouth. "Grandma Feng also went to my house to buy things. She looked kind and kind. People in the town said she was a crazy woman. I didn't believe it. It turned out that she was really a lunatic. She actually stole Fangfang's soul... Brother Xiaoqiu, what is the soul? Is it important?"

"It's very important, just like... your body. If your body is still there, instead of being destroyed, I will definitely help you get it back.

"Oh, it's so important. I understand." The bald man gritted his teeth and prepared for battle. Suddenly, the magic heart on his head shot out a beam of red light, which shot out close to Mu Xingqiu's scalp, cutting off countless branches along the way. It disappeared after more than ten feet, startling a flock of roosting birds.

Both of them were surprised.

"I didn't mean to emit light." The bald man was particularly surprised.

"Think about how you emitted red light, and then try to control it. Don't use it now."

The bald man nodded, trying to recall how he emitted red light when facing Lu Zhechong. The expression on his face became more and more serious. The magic heart in his hair emitted a red light that was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but it did not emit it again.

Mu Xingqiu felt that he might have gone in the wrong direction. The red light emitted by the devil's heart could be considered a kind of magic. Luan Jingshan didn't react at all, which was very suspicious. He simply raised his sword into the air and flew quickly towards the mountain that was not far away.

A light rain suddenly started falling in the sky, and Mu Xingqiu stopped. After a while, a familiar voice came from the mountain peak: "Is this a chance encounter? Or did Zuo Liuying send you here?"

Mu Xingqiu continued flying without encountering any obstruction.

At the top of the mountain, a carriage was waiting for him.

Mu Xingqiu fell on the wet grass, "I got separated from Zuo Liuying and the others. Where is this? Isn't it Luanjing Mountain?"

The back door of the carriage opened, and Lan Bingju stretched out an arm to touch the soft night rain outside, "Have you never been to Luanjing Mountain?"

"No."

Luanjing Mountain is also a stop in the process of refining the weapon. Disciples of various major traditions can buy a lamp and candle magic weapon at a very low price, or choose to accept the soul-fixing technique of the Siming Cauldron. Before Mu Xingqiu and the others could get here, Pangshan collapsed.

"Then you should at least watch it and listen to what others say. Luanjing Mountain used to be a mountain. It was cut into two parts tens of thousands of years ago. Now only half of it is left. You are going in the wrong direction. Look to the west."

Mu Xingqiu spent most of his time practicing martial arts and rarely cared about the situation of other sects. He turned around and took a look. Sure enough, there was a strange mountain a hundred miles away in the west. He was cut down from the waist, leaving a large platform.

"Tens of thousands of years ago? At that time, the demon clan had been defeated..."

"Haha, you are really ignorant. This is the trace left when the Nine Dao Dao united to encircle and suppress Nianxinke. It was a great battle, but unfortunately there are not many records left. You must not know that the most powerful Nianxinke disciples at the time were all After they were imprisoned in Luanjing Mountain, Dengzhuke gradually emerged. Hey, don’t the current Nine Dao Traditions tell the history of Dao Tradition?”

"I'm not interested in history." Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but think of Fangfang, she must know everything.

The bald man asked loudly: "What are you doing here? Where are the casual cultivators?"

"I said, I want to watch the fun." Lan Bingju said with a smile, "Have you used my fish-dragon formation technique? Did it work?"

"It's used. The effect is good, but I still can't beat Lu Zhechong."

Lan Bingju laughed even louder, "Young people are fearless, haha. Or maybe it's stupid. It's surprising that you didn't die in Lu Zhechong's hands. The Frost Soul Sword's hundreds of thousands of souls were wasted in your hands." If I were to drive it, it would still be possible to fight her. You are only in the realm of inhalation. Even though you have illusions, it would be good if you can exert one-tenth of your soul power."

Mu Xingqiu became alert.

"Don't be nervous, kid. I don't want your sword. The way to survive for casual cultivators is not to be too weak or too strong. I even gave Yangshen Peak to Luanjing Mountain. How can I snatch your Frost Soul Sword? Lu Zhechong is a Taoist priest of Dengzhuke. He must like your sword very much. If I steal it, I will destroy myself. I still don’t understand. How could she let you live? "

"She had an arm cut off by Zuo Liuying, and she is eager to seek revenge from him."

Lan Bingju was slightly startled, "The little bastard surprised me again. It seems that there is really something exciting to watch. Then, where did Zuo Liuying go? Why can't I see any fighting scenes?"

Mu Xingqiu didn't know where Zuo Liuying and others were now, and he felt even more uneasy about the silence around Luanjing Mountain.

The old woman in the carriage looked at Taoist Pangshan with a strange smile on her face, as if she already knew what he was going to say, "Zuo Liuying, Zuo Liuying, he wants to use my power, but he refuses to owe me any favors." , actually sent an inspiratory Taoist priest to mess with me. Should I agree or not? "

"You should agree that if Pang Shan wins and the agreement between the Nine Dao Dao Tong and Long Binhui continues to take effect, you can still keep Lian Haishan and kill the Mage King alive. If Pang Shan loses, you will not lose anything. Send me away Just give it to Feng Ruhui as a gift."

"You want me to send you to see Feng Ruhui and give you a chance to use the Frost Soul Sword?"

"It doesn't have to be that hard, I just want a little rain."

"A little rain."

"Well, I want this rain to fall from here all the way to Luanjing Mountain."

Lan Bingju was silent in thought. She was chasing the rain in the southwest, partly through nature and partly through magic. However, it was not an easy task to make rain fall within Luanjing Mountain.

"You want to use raindrops to cast a spell?"

"Just like you did with the Fish-Dragon Formation, you borrowed a lot of spells from the Nianxin Department. Now it's time for me to borrow some of them back."

"Is this Zuo Liuying's plan? Borrow me a rain?"

"Zuo Liuying didn't have such a detailed plan. www.a.c" Mu Xingqiu suddenly realized something, "He believed in me and gave me freedom. This is my own plan."

"Are you sure? Zuo Liuying didn't make you think so, right?"

"I am a mind-reading disciple on the third level of the illusion. If Zuo Liuying wants to control my thoughts, I will know about it."

Lan Bingju was speechless for a long time, and soon she understood that since she came to watch the fun, she would help Mu Xingqiu because she wanted to see the results and see if there was anything special about the only successor of Nianxinke, she would still I can't forget the only prophecy I ever made.

As Mu Xingqiu said, there seems to be no harm in helping him. Pangshan seems to be at an obvious disadvantage, but Zuo Liuying is cunning and cunning, and is best at escaping from death. If Pang Shan really couldn't escape the fate of destruction, she could change her mind at any time, kill Mu Xingqiu, and offer the Frost Soul Sword to Feng Ruhui.

Lan Binghu stared at the Taoist priest who was breathing in Pangshan and raised her right hand. After a moment, the rain intensified, but she added, "Feng Ruhui, the person you want is here with me."

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