Chapter 402 Killing a Starfall Taoist

The curiosity and exploratory nature of the Forbidden Secrets Taoist priests came into play. In Zhao Zhijin's eyes, Mu Xingqiu was a mystery. He had the solution to the mystery, but he lacked the most direct clue.

The clue was in his memory.

Zhao Zhijin was already very clear about Mu Xingqiu's strength, and he decided to win by clever means. The head of the Forbidden Secrets Department did not have extraordinary talents, nor did he have an adventure that could change his life. For hundreds of years, he practiced with all his heart. After encountering the Sighing Tribulation, he began to learn various spells, most of which were for research, and a small part was for interest. This was his advantage. Even though he was weaker than the other party in terms of magic power, he was still far better than this too young Taoist priest in terms of spellcasting skills.

As soon as the mind control spell was launched, it was met with Mu Xingqiu's illusion. These were two different illusions. One belonged to the water of the five elements and was ever-changing. The other was a spell that had been discontinued for a long time in the mind-reading department and reached people's hearts. Both of them might be discovered and backfired after encountering a strong enemy. The power of the water of the five elements was weaker than the mind-reading illusion, so the backlash was naturally weaker.

As soon as the two illusions fought, Zhao Zhijin realized that his judgment was correct. The young Taoist preferred direct attacks and knew little about the rich techniques of illusions. Zhao Zhijin's crimson palace had not yet fully recovered, and his magic power was only 40% to 50%, but this was enough for him to cast a series of complex spells to send the mind-reading illusion back to the original path.

Mu Xingqiu's body trembled violently, as if he was poured with ice water.

Zhao Zhijin's pressure suddenly eased, and he smiled, "Illusion is also a kind of power. There are hundreds of ways to use this power, but few Taoists are interested in them because they are basically useless when slaying demons. Fortunately, I am one of these few Taoists. Even in the forbidden secret departments of the major Taoist sects, there are not many people who have learned the "Drunken Eyes Technique". I thought this spell would never be used."

Mu Xingqiu groaned, he was still resisting stubbornly, but he was resisting his own illusion and power. He couldn't hold on for long.

"You haven't heard of the awakening eye technique? It's not your fault. Even Zuo Liuying may not have heard of it. He is more interested in the demons. I am studying the unity of all laws. There are too many and complicated Taoist spells. I hope to simplify them." Once talking about his own research, the Taoist priest of the Forbidden Secret Department always talks endlessly. Fortunately, Zhao Zhijin stopped in time. "The drunken eye technique is actually very simple. Have you seen what a mortal looks like when he is drunk? The sky is spinning. What a normal person sees as up is down in his eyes. He is lying on the ground but thinks he is standing steadily on the ground. This is close to an illusion, but it lacks the support of magic power and the power is too weak."

The drunken eye technique is not as simple as it sounds, but Mu Xingqiu's feelings are indeed quite similar to those of a drunk person: it is clearly an illusion sent to the enemy, but it inexplicably returns to himself, and he has no idea where the change happened.

He can't stop the spell because the mind illusion is followed by the mind control technique.

"When I heard that you let Zhenhuan go,

I was really disappointed. I have always wanted to find out what Zuo Liuying is researching. But the opportunity is not completely lost. You used to be Zhenhuan's residence, so there will be some traces left. And your second inner elixir, your Niwan Palace. These are all things worth exploring. You are a treasure, and you should not be enjoyed by Zuo Liuying alone. All the Taoist priests of the Forbidden Secret Department are qualified..."

Mu Xingxing didn't want to listen anymore. His memory belonged to him and he would never give it to anyone. His second spell was also simple and direct. The Xingluo Taoist priests in normal state would disdain it, but for Zhao Zhijin, whose strength was less than half, it was a heavy blow.

A large heavy sword appeared out of thin air. It pierced straight into the ground, and a gust of wind gushed out of the sword. It hit Zhao Zhijin's already damaged Crimson Palace.

The head of the Forbidden Secret Department bent slightly, and when he stood up again. His face was sallow, his lips were pale, and the trembling spread from his hands to his whole body. The heavy blow to his body interrupted his Drunken Eyes Spell. "The Soul-driving Spell, hey, the Soul-driving Spell of Luanjing Mountain.

Mu Xingqiu's Soul-driving Spell is more complicated. It is not entirely the spell of the Lantern and Candle Department of Luanjing Mountain. There is also the Fish Dragon Formation learned from Lan Binghu.

Zhao Zhijin could no longer hold on and sat down again. This time he did not think about it, but just stared at his hands blankly. After a while, he asked: "Did your illusion hit me?"

Mu Xingqiu put away the Frost Soul Sword and walked over to sit opposite Zhao Zhijin. "Because of the Drunken Eyes Spell, I couldn't stop in time. You were hit by the illusion. I didn't take away your memory, but... your Taoist heart is gone. "

Zhao Zhijin felt that all the bones in his body were shrinking, as if something was squeezing his body from all directions. He looked at the young Taoist priest with an extremely serious expression, "Your demon seed gave birth to Taoist roots, joined the Mind Heart Department, and stored the second inner elixir in the Niwan Palace. Every step you take is contrary to the Taoist tradition. You are born to be the enemy of the Taoist tradition. You defeated me today, but sooner or later someone will stand up to stop you, maybe a high-level Taoist priest, or maybe someone you can't even imagine. "

"Can't the Taoist tradition accept any changes or differences? "

"Haha, change? The Taoist tradition of more than 130,000 years will change because of you? Countless Taoist priests have followed the right path one after another. Just because you defeated a Xingluo Taoist priest, you have to change directions? You are wrong, and your illusion skills will also change. Not to the point of being invincible, Nian Xinke boasts, but there has never been a truly powerful successor. All it takes is a Taoist priest who can bring you back to your original form. The second inner elixir of Niwan Palace does not belong to you; What Zuo Liuying gave to you will always stay at the current level and will not improve even a little bit. This is your fatal flaw. Mu Xingqiu, don't you understand that Zuo Liuying will not give you anything better than him? He has great power, so you are destined to stay at the bottom of the sky."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly felt a pity. A Xingluo Taoist priest was showing his heart in front of him. This was not a voluntary act. Zhao Zhijin had lost his heart as a Taoist priest, and his emotions and desires could no longer be hidden.

It turned out that the Taoist priest had not removed any emotions. Mu Xingqiu suddenly discovered that at the bottom of the lake of calm and deep state of mind, all mortal emotions were squeezed and turned into small pebbles lying at the bottom of the lake. At this moment, they were Rapidly expands and returns to its original appearance.

"Your jealousy is too strong." Mu Xingqiu said. This is one of Zhao Zhijin's many hidden emotions that recovers the fastest, and it has never been completely suppressed. It just changes its appearance and appears in other forms, such as taking back the washing machine for Yashan. A drop of water in the sword wash, Zhao Zhijin enthusiastically led this operation, targeting Zuo Liuying from the beginning, completely failing to see that jealousy was at work.

Zhao Zhijin's face changed again. He knew that his innermost feelings were exposed. His face was twitching and his eyes were filled with resentment. "My jealousy is no stronger than Zuo Liuying's. In order to attract the attention of the entire Taoist tradition, I would even look at him." What did he do? He gave birth to Taoist roots, cultivated wizards, created true illusions, and attacked demons. Even you were a monster created by him just to make him the focus of the Taoism. Don't you understand? ? When a Taoist has no desires and desires, what makes him continue to practice? There is only jealousy and the desire to become stronger than others! "

"But the Taoism is still in decline. There has been no Taoist priest Fu Rimang for many years, and the only Taoist priest Fu Yuemang is still hiding." Mu Xingqiu stood up. What he saw was a broken heart. He thought, Could this be part of what Young Mo calls the truth: there is no real Taoist heart at all. Compared with the mortal heart, Taoist priests just hide it better and even deceive themselves.

"Hey, you don't know anything. You are not qualified to understand the real Taoism." Zhao Zhijin was shaking so hard that he had to grab one hand with the other to control the trembling. "You are just a left-winger." A tool of Ying's, you will die with him. He can't escape this time, and neither can you."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "I don't know what Zuo Liuying is doing, but you haven't completely defeated him. He has long said that Pangshan's enemy is another Taoist family, so do you think he will really be fooled? And You didn't get enough evidence from Bald Man. You, Shen Jiyi and Liao Huayuan were just pretending to be in front of outsiders to cover up this, right?"

Mu Xingqiu's inference was very simple. Yashan had already completely controlled Bald Man before, but he still wanted to frame the casual cultivator Ouyang Hao and deliberately provoke Mu Xingqiu to take action. All of this was acting, performed to the only audience - Luan. Bai Qing of Jingshan Mountain.

Zhao Zhijin could no longer control the trembling all over his body. His upper and lower teeth collided with each other, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the light yellow inner elixir. The inner elixir had solidified and could no longer generate mana.

Zhao Zhijin stretched out his hand, but instead of catching his inner elixir, he fell down.

Mu Xingqiu waited for a while, then bent down to pick up the inner elixir, and found that it was different from the inner elixir he had come into contact with before. It was lighter, cooler, and a little transparent.

"You killed a Xingluo Taoist priest. kanh.cm"

There was a voice behind him. Mu Xingqiu turned around and saw Feng Dongchen from Wandi Mountain standing by a tree dozens of steps away, holding a magic sword in his hand and looking more serious than ever. .

"Did I kill a Xingluo Taoist priest?" Mu Xingqiu asked back, and also asked himself. Zhao Zhijin was indeed hit by his spells, but every spell was not enough to kill him. The real cause of death of the leader of the Yashan Forbidden Secret Department was The pride and jealousy in his heart could not be explained clearly, and it was indeed Mu Xingqiu who aroused these two emotions, "Yes, I killed a Xingluo Taoist priest."

Feng Dongchen walked over slowly, still holding the magic sword in his hand, came to Mu Xingqiu, and stretched out his other hand.

Mu Xingqiu handed over the light yellow inner elixir.

"Then you can definitely kill the big demon." Feng Dongchen put away the inner elixir and lit the body of the Yashan Taoist priest with his hand. They had the same idea, they could not leave the body of the Taoist priest to the demon clan.

This fire was so strong that it soared into the sky, reaching a height of more than twenty feet, challenging the demonic fires and giants in the distance.

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