Chapter 0493 Another Kind of Soul Summoning

Xin Youtao couldn't sleep, so he quietly walked out of the tent. The night in the land of demons seemed darker. He looked at the gradually extinguished campfire and the circle of tents around him, and suddenly felt a chill.

Most of the people in this camp are Taoist priests who may be possessed by demons at any time. People like Jiang Yinxia are the easiest to deal with. They are two different people before and after being possessed by demons, as conspicuous as the campfires in the camp. But Xin Youtao knew that there was another kind of possessed person. They hid very deeply, and there was no change on the surface. Their obsessions grew slowly in the dark. Once they took action, they were always unexpected, so they were very harmful.

Shen Zhun, the former great law enforcement master of Pangshan, was of this type.

"More than ninety, more than ninety." Xin Youtao murmured. Counting Yin Bushen and the bald man, there were less than ten normal people in this camp. Zuo Liuying and Zhou Qianhui just left as soon as they said they would, and the number comparison was even more unbalanced.

"Zhou Qianhui is the head of Yashan, who is here to monitor the bald man. How could he go with Zuo Liuying?" Xin Youtao said to himself, thinking that this matter was quite unusual, but he could not think of a reasonable explanation.

He stepped on the snow, walked around the remaining campfire, and walked to the other end of the camp. He came to a snow pile half a person high, hesitated for a while, and said carefully: "You go and rest, I will keep watch for you."

There was a flash of light above the snow pile twice, and Xiao Qingtao, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, appeared. "Thank you, I can do it myself, and you don't have a magic weapon..."

"I have talismans, I brought enough this time." Xin Youtao said with a smile.

Xiao Qingtao shook her head, "Everyone has their own responsibilities. When it's your turn, someone will call you."

"You make sense. Then you continue to keep watch. I'll stand here for a while and enjoy the scenery."

The snow outside the forbidden area was a little lighter. It was pitch black in front. Even with the Heavenly Eye, one couldn't see far. Xiao Qingtao didn't say a word. She continued to keep watch without making any noise. Her magic tools were also invisible. After all, this was a place where many monsters gathered. The alert level should be stricter.

Xin Youtao was quiet for a while and said softly, "I have thought about many things these days and have many things to say to you, but I haven't found a chance. I think the mortal fate and the Taoist fate are really ridiculous. The demons are going to..."

"Shut up." Xiao Qingtao's voice sounded above the snow pile.

"Okay, I'll shut up. You refused cleanly and neatly. You really look like a Taoist..."

"Hush."

Xiao Qingtao's voice showed a hint of vigilance. Xin Youtao realized that she really found something unusual. She hurriedly offered two paper talismans, looked outside the forbidden area, and listened at the same time.

He found nothing unusual, only the night seemed to have bad intentions, but it didn't have the courage to harass a group of Taoists.

After a long time, Xin Youtao felt a chill again. This chill was not from the bottom of his heart, but it was actually brushing against his skin. He turned back suddenly.

There was only a breeze blowing inside the restriction, but the campfire in the middle of the camp was strangely tilted to the northwest.

"What's going on?" Xin Youtao lacked a magic weapon, and his perception ability was far inferior to Xiao Qingtao.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind turned into a strong wind, suddenly crossing the entire camp. Xin Youtao almost couldn't stand still. Under the reflection of the campfire, he saw a huge shadow on the snow flashing with the wind.

"That is..." Xin Youtao was shocked. As soon as he said this, Xiao Qingtao had caught up with the shadow and ran to the northwest together.

Xin Youtao also wanted to follow, but the flying speed provided by the talisman was fine for normal marching, but it seemed slow at this time. He hurriedly turned around and wanted to call Mu Xingqiu. He stamped his feet and cursed himself for being stupid. He was so busy when something happened. He immediately offered a paper talisman to call people.

Xiao Qingtao had already notified the Taoists in the camp with magic tools. Almost all of them ran out of the tent. Some chased to the northwest, and some stayed on guard. They hoped that the demon tribe would attack so that they could have a good fight.

With so many Taoists coming out to help, Xiao Qingtao should be fine. Xin Youtao began to worry about Mu Xingqiu. There was an accident outside, and Mu Xingqiu, as the leader, did not show up.

The other Taoists also noticed this. While on guard, they all looked at Mu Xingqiu's tent.

Xin Youtao tried not to make himself look too hasty. He walked through the camp and entered the tent he built for Mu Xingqiu. The scene inside made him feel relieved. Mu Xingqiu was sitting on the small bed thinking.

Xin Youtao gently lowered the curtain, looked at the bald man who was facing Mu Xingqiu, and asked silently with his mouth: "How long has it been?"

The bald man turned over twice, then raised a strand of hair and shook it, indicating two hours plus a quarter of an hour.

The time was long enough, and the Taoists could always wake up at any time when they were meditating outside the Taoist tradition. The strange wind and shadow startled the whole camp, but Mu Xingqiu was still sitting in the tent, which was still a bit strange.

After calling for the fifth time, Mu Xingqiu took a deep breath, opened his eyes, looked at Xin Youtao, said nothing, and flew out of the tent.

Xin Youtao and the bald man were both startled and hurriedly followed him out.

The camp was a little chaotic. Mu Xingqiu stopped above the campfire, and Gan Shiquan flew over, "A total of fifteen Taoists chased out, and I don't know why they lost contact..."

"What? Lost contact? Where is Xiao Qingtao?" Xin Youtao was surprised again.

"Fellow Daoist Pei was the first to discover the abnormality and the first to chase after him..." Gan Shiquan did not continue. The Taoists who lost contact naturally included Xiao Qingtao.

"What on earth is going on? That wind, that shadow." Xin Youtao flew into the air and wanted to chase after him, but hesitated and stopped.

"Someone cast a soul-binding spell on the camp." Mu Xingqiu said.

"The soul-binding technique of the Dengzhu Department?" Gan Shiquan was also startled. His eyes swept across the five disciples of Luanjing Mountain, three of whom were from the Dengzhu Department.

The three female Taoists shook their heads and said in unison: "It's not us."

"The caster is outside the camp." Mu Xingqiu said with certainty, "Jiang Yinxia's soul was taken away."

There was a commotion in the camp.

"Why did the Dengzhu Department want to take his soul?" Gan Shiquan asked.

The three female Taoists of the Dengzhu Department shook their heads again at the same time, and then one of them said: "It's impossible. It's less than a day since Jiang Daoyou died. The Dengzhu Department will never bind a soul for seven days."

"Besides the Dengzhu Department, is there anyone else who knows the soul-binding technique?" Gan Shiquan glanced around. There were almost all the Taoists from the eighteen departments in the camp. Everyone shook their heads. Only the Dengzhu Department specialized in studying souls in the Taoist tradition, and no other department had similar spells.

Mu Xingqiu was an exception. He was a disciple of the Mind-Reading Department, but he learned the techniques of summoning and driving souls through some special means, so he believed in any possibility.

"I need one Taoist from each of the Lantern and Candle Department, the Mirror Department, the Five Elements Department, the Discipline Department, and the Scripture Chanting Department. The others should stay and don't leave the camp."

"And me!" Xin Youtao and the bald man said in unison.

Mu Xingqiu nodded.

Xiaohao came with the flea, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Where are we going?"

"You have to stay." Mu Xingqiu waved at the flea, he needed a mount.

The five Taoists from the Lantern and Candle Department were quickly selected. Gan Shiquan sat in the camp, and Mu Xingqiu led the people out of the camp.

Xin Youtao got close to Mu Xingqiu and whispered, "What happened to you just now?"

"I have to thank you. I was concentrating on controlling the two inner pills just now and almost couldn't wake up."

"Because of the demon transformation?"

Xin Youtao didn't ask more questions. Mu Xingqiu was fine. He was more concerned about Xiao Qingtao's whereabouts.

Mu Xingqiu rode the flea and flew in front. The group left the camp and the ban and entered the outside world. The sky was slightly bright, the wind and snow almost stopped, and only scattered snowflakes were left.

The Taoist priests who chased the shadows before left some magic marks, but they disappeared after more than ten miles. Looking around, there was vast white snow all around, with small forests occasionally, and only in the far distance did the hazy mountains stand.

The Taoist priest Dengzhuke used three lamps and three candles to observe for a while, pointing to the northeast, "Over there."

This time the distance was longer. The group flew more than fifty miles and stopped above a forest. The Taoist priest Dengzhuke put out the magic weapon again and said in confusion: "It's really strange, the reaction of the flame is getting weaker and weaker."

"What does this mean?" Xin Youtao asked anxiously, regretting that he didn't follow Xiao Qingtao at the beginning.

"There are only two possibilities, either they are getting farther and farther away from us, or they are killed."

The Taoist priest spoke more directly, and Xin Youtao became more anxious when he heard it, "You guys chase them quickly, don't worry about me."

"Wait." Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword and performed the Soul Summoning Technique.

Xin Youtao looked at him expectantly. The shadow that Xiao Qingtao and others were chasing was Jiang Yinxia's soul. If they found the soul, they would naturally be able to find the caster.

Mu Xingqiu stopped casting the spell, "The soul was taken underground."

"No wonder." The Taoist priest of the Dengzhu Department suddenly realized, "The snow layer interfered with my magic weapon."

"Where exactly is it?" Xin Youtao asked.

"It should be nearby. Everyone disperse and search. Don't go too far, within a mile." Mu Xingqiu said.

Everyone separated, Xin Youtao made a ground offering talisman, and the green smoke in his hand never stopped. In the end, it was the Taoist priest of the Dengzhu Department who found the location first.

"Here!" The female Taoist priest shouted.

She was too careless. As soon as the others turned around, a thick snow column suddenly rushed up from the ground, swallowed the female Taoist priest in one gulp, and fell back to the ground casually.

"Ah!"

The Taoist priest of the Dengzhu Department disappeared. When the others arrived, there was only a pile of snow on the ground. The Taoist priest of the Five Elements Department immediately summoned a large fireball. If he hadn't been afraid of hurting his companions, he would have thrown it down long ago.

"Oh my God, Xiao Qingtao and the others are all down there. What should we do? Should we rush in too? Is anyone good at earth escape or snow escape?"

"No need." Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword again. No matter who the enemy was, he had had enough and couldn't let others take risks again.

The soul summoning technique once again detected the Seven Days Soul, not one, but three. They were still moving quickly under the snow. Mu Xingqiu was shocked and worried that some Taoist priests had been killed. He immediately increased his magic power significantly to suck the three souls over.

The cold wind swirled, and after a while, the snow within a radius of ten miles began to fluctuate, as if a huge monster was rising below.