Chapter 374 End and Beginning

Mu Xingqiu's path of cultivation is different from others. There are only legends and piles of bones that are hard to tell true from false in front of and behind him. Occasionally, he sees a few instructions on the roadside, all of which are vague. It is a miracle that he can walk step by step to the seventh level of the illusion without straying too far from the right path. In addition to his strong will, there is also a lot of luck involved.

His exploration has not stopped. Even when facing extremely important enemies, he has to try the new methods he has learned. Just now in the hall, Yang Qingyuan's body became weaker in the lightning network. Mu Xingqiu had to reduce the power of the soul summoning to ensure that the other party's soul would not leave his body. This gave him some inspiration.

Mu Xingqiu still performed the sixth level of illusion, and caught Shen Geng's green light with a head-on collision. At the same time, he urged the power of the soul in the sword, just a little, to perform the soul summoning technique. He remembered that the power of the soul was limited and could no longer be squandered like before.

This soul-summoning technique can only be used to absorb a few wandering souls without self-control, and has little effect on living people. It just makes the other party feel a chill. However, for Shen Kang, who is in a stalemate with the mind lightning, this soul-summoning power is like a spark that ignites a haystack.

Shen Geng began to tremble, as if he was immersed in ice water. He is a magician, and even if he was immersed in ice water, he would not tremble like this, but he couldn't help it. Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, he trembled non-stop, as if he was extremely frightened, "How dare you summon my living soul?"

The red lightning and the green light were in a stalemate. With the help of the power of the Taoist talisman, Shen Geng had a slight advantage, but after shaking, his magic power quickly weakened, and the green light retreated inch by inch.

"I won't use your living soul to pollute the Frost Soul Sword." Mu Xingqiu slowly pushed the lightning forward. His illusion was not stable after reaching the sixth level and needed to be carefully controlled. "Blame yourself. Your soul has been away from your body for too long. You are not very comfortable returning to your body, right?"

Shen Geng's face was ashen. Because Mu Xingqiu hit the nail on the head, his soul had occupied Ding Wei's body for a long time. He felt uncomfortable just now when he returned to his own body.

Mu Xingqiu's soul-summoning technique is very unique. It was not learned from the Lantern and Candle School of Luanjing Mountain, but from the Fish Dragon Formation created by Lan Binghu. He used the mind illusion technique to form a formation with many souls in the sword to stimulate the power of the soul. During his retreat, he read some introductory books on the Lantern and Candle School, and perfected the soul-driving and soul-summoning techniques, but in fact there are many loopholes. Whether it was Liang Shiji before. Or Shen Geng now, it is possible to defeat the soul-summoning, but they took it for granted that Mu Xingqiu had learned the real Lantern and Candle School spells in Luanjing Mountain, so they did not resist at all.

This is another reason why Mu Xingqiu is fearless. Strictly speaking, he is not using the Lantern and Candle School spells, so he naturally does not have to abide by the Lantern and Candle School's precepts, but he is still unwilling to absorb Shen Geng's soul. The Frost Soul Sword is Fangfang's home, and Shen Geng is not qualified to enter.

The red lightning is only half a foot away from Shen Geng. The green light was only a short fragment, flickering, obviously overwhelmed.

Only one more blow.

This battle is about to end.

Hundreds of Taoist priests in the sky and on the ground looked at this scene. No one sympathized with Shen Geng, especially the Taoist priests Pang Shan and Qi Shan, but they would not shout loudly, but just watched silently, expectantly, and with a trace of admiration for Mu Xingqiu. The series of events that happened tonight have proved that he is the well-deserved leader of the Demon Slayer Society.

"Don't kill him." It was Yang Qingyin who said this.

"Why?" The one who asked in surprise was Shen Hao.

"He has committed too many sins, don't let him die like this. Let him live to expel the demon cave." Yang Qingyin said coldly, her hatred for Shen Geng was only more than others.

"I... won't... lose to you. I won't... go to expel the demon cave." Shen Geng said with difficulty, suddenly freeing his right hand, and took out four or five paper talismans at the same time, he was going to fight to the death.

Mu Xingqiu didn't give him this opportunity, lightning took advantage of the opportunity and hit Shen Geng in the chest.

Shen Geng's body stiffened, and the paper talisman left his fingers and fell without being sacrificed, but he did not die.

The lightning of the mind struck Shen Geng's middle dantian, the crimson palace, and broke his fundamental hiding method with powerful force. Now, like ordinary people, he was completely exposed to the power of Wuxu illusion.

Mu Xingqiu told Yang Qingyin that he did not like Wuxu illusion either, and would rather use whips and lightning to fight the enemy than frequently come into contact with the complex and sinister human heart, but this time was an exception. He wanted to know what was in Shen Geng's heart. This was what he wanted to know in the guesthouse of Jinghu Village.

The heart of an ordinary person is like a shallow pond. Leaves, animals, and even wind, frost, rain and snow will have a direct and obvious impact on it. The heart of a Taoist priest is like a deep pool in a valley, reflecting everything without being moved. There are also some Taoist priests who can remain stable in their hearts even if the waves are surging.

Shen Geng's state of mind is different from that of ordinary people and Taoist priests. It is a huge and hard piece of ice.

The illusion of Wuxu could not stir up any waves, but it could break the ice into pieces.

Shen Geng covered his chest and staggered in the air, "I will not lose to you." He said unconvinced words, but his eyes did not look at anyone, "I am a descendant of the Shen family. My mother said that I am a rare genius. My opponent is Zuo Liuying, not you, a bunch of trash, and certainly not you. Mu Xingqiu, I will not lose to you, haha, I won't, you are an ant-like figure. I have defeated you, haha, I have defeated you, bow your head and admit your mistakes, you dare to refuse my invitation, it is unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable. Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, I will give you a quick death..."

Shen Geng talked to himself, getting more and more excited, ignoring all the Taoist priests around him, completely immersed in the perfect world he had weaved. Here, he was the unique pride of heaven, and everyone followed his likes and dislikes. The ground surrounded him and looked up at him, while the person he hated the most was kneeling on the ground and curled up in a ball, crying and confessing.

"I will give you death, but you have to explain clearly where you went wrong. Didn't you realize that I will become the greatest Taoist priest in the world? Do you think that the power of ants can fight against the gods? Die and wash it with your blood Sin, let everyone in the world know what will happen to those who disobey me..."

Shen Geng is crazy. He is not possessed by the devil because he is already a magician. He is simply crazy.

He couldn't feel the presence of outsiders at all. The world was like a dream to him, coming and going quickly without any transition between scenes. He suddenly went from arrogance to grief, holding his arms around his shoulders, as if he was waking up in the dark night. The child, who was several years old, said, "Mother, take Shen Ji away. His breathing is too loud. Take him away and throw him outside the mountain. Mother, hold me..."

If Shen Geng hadn't tried to kill two Taoist priests with extremely cruel methods, everyone would have almost sympathized with him, but his weakness and madness at this time were just disgusting, especially for those who suffered deeply. Pangshan Taoist priests, thinking of Erliang and the disciples who were killed in Yangshen Peak, could only express their feelings with two words spoken by Yang Qingyin: "You deserve it."

More than a dozen high-ranking Taoist priests arrived. Perhaps they had arrived a long time ago and only appeared after the fight was over.

Zuo Liuying, who had previously ordered Shen Geng to reveal himself, did not come. Shen Ji, the leader of Pangshan's Five Elements Division, flew in front of Shen Geng with a frosty face. He slapped Shen Geng's head with a palm, causing him to faint. Then he turned around and faced Shen Geng in the Wangshan Gym. Everyone said: "Practice is not easy. Please take him as a lesson. The Xingshan Demon-Batting Cave will be his only residence before and after death."

Shen Jixian grabbed Shen Geng's wrist and turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

The Taoist priests in the courtyard also left Wangshan Taoist Hall at the signal of the heads of each family. Although no one said goodbye, most of the Taoist priests nodded to Mu Xingqiu. They were not used to disobeying the orders of high-ranking Taoist priests, and they felt sorry for their leader. But recognition has arisen.

Taoist priest Pangshan also returned to his Taoist temple. No one spoke along the way. Shen Geng's surrender was a very happy thing, but it also brought back many sad memories. Among the Taoist priests who came to the imperial capital this time, several of them were The disciples of Yangshen Peak back then were so impressed by Shen Geng's actions that they could not express their joy after taking revenge.

In the front yard of Pangshan Taoist Hall, when everyone was about to separate, a Taoist priest suddenly turned to Mu Xingqiu. The other Taoist priests followed suit in unison, without any prior discussion or order. Everyone gave Mu Xingqiu Taoist rituals at the same time. .

"We hope that the Demon Slayer Society will be able to regain the Pangshan ancestral land as soon as possible under your leadership." said a Taoist priest who was not very familiar with Mu Xingqiu.

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu returned the courtesy without saying anything.

Everyone dispersed, leaving only a few people behind. They were not only Mu Xingqiu's followers, but also his good friends.

The bald man was so excited that the devil's heart was flashing in his head, but he remained silent, as if he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would ruin the atmosphere he liked.

Xiaohao stood next to the bald man, as if she was the only one who didn't care about everything, but she lowered her head slightly and fiddled with the gaps between the bluestone slabs with the toe of her shoe, showing a rare hint of contemplation.

Xiao Qingtao couldn't help but want to cry. She had never forgotten the boy Erliang who always quarreled with her. The desire for revenge in her heart was as strong as Mu Xingqiu's. "I...I'm going back to rest first." She ran towards her He didn't want to show his true feelings in front of others. That was something only the madman Shen Geng could do.

"After so many years, I finally avenged Erliang." Shen Hao sighed, "I guess Shen Geng has gone crazy a long time ago. All Taoist families gathered in the imperial capital, and he actually dared to do such a thing under the eyes of a high-ranking Taoist priest. And yet. OK, it's all over."

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu nodded again, but is everything over? He doesn't think so.

Shen Jixian appeared in the courtyard and said to Mu Xingqiu, "We need to talk."

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu said goodbye to Shen Hao and Yang Qingyin with his eyes, and walked towards the head of the Five Elements Department. He also wanted to talk about the memories he got from Shen Geng's mind.

Everything has just begun.

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