Chapter 0509: Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons

Except for the frequent spray of white gas, the entire lake was like a pool of stagnant water. When the boat passed by, the ripples on the water surface seemed extremely reluctant, slow and stagnant, without making any sound.

Mu Xingqiu reached out and touched one of the flea's horns, but there was no sensation. After the light ball entered, the flea did not change or react at all. It seemed that it did not notice it at all, but raised its head to lick Mu Xingqiu's palm.

Mu Xingqiu gently stroked the flea's slightly cold neck, and recalled the appearance of the light ball. He saw Zuo Liuying's style from it. This was a trick that the head of the Forbidden Secret Department liked, but he didn't know whether it was to protect him and the flea this time, or whether it had other intentions.

The boat moved forward silently. Mu Xingqiu raised his head suddenly and found that the demon clan whose bow was pierced by a wooden pillar was turning its head to look at him, and its neck was almost completely turned around. A living person could not do this, and neither could a living demon. But this demon not only turned its head, but also blinked its eyes, staring at the guest with cold eyes.

Mu Xingqiu lowered his arm and took a step away. He found that the demon was staring at the flea's horn, as if he had discovered something.

The demon was very thin, wearing a light gray robe with complex patterns embroidered on the collar and lapels. A sharp wooden pole pierced through his left shoulder, with almost no blood. His arms drooped weakly, and the half of his palm exposed outside his sleeve was pale and slender like a girl, but his appearance was definitely that of a male demon. He had a faint beard on his lips, which were slightly open. His narrow and straight nose was like a bird's beak, and his eyes were very close.

Mu Xingqiu asked the flea to move aside two steps, and he moved in front of it. The flea was too tall, so he had to lower his head to hide one horn behind Mu Xingqiu, but the other one could only be exposed outside.

That was enough. The demon's eyes lost their target, and he slowly turned his head back. The joints of his body made a creaking sound, like a door that had been in disrepair for a long time turning.

Mu Xingqiu stood in front of the flea until the boat reached the shore. The poisonous fog dissipated here. It was cleaner than the valley on the other side, and even the unclean air was very thin.

The Ice City rose from the shore. It did not occupy a large area, but it was extremely tall. The outer wall was fifty feet high. It was said that it was just built. It was about half the height of the current one. The palace in the city was even taller, like a thick pillar piercing the sky.

The walls and palaces were pale white. From a distance, they did look like thousands of years of ice. If you look closely, you can find that they are all white stones, perhaps made of white bone powder that is everywhere on the shore and in the lake.

The pier was very small and built under the wall. It seemed that the Ice City did not plan to accept too many visitors. The seven or eight hundred monsters on the other side could not attack at all.

The Taoist sect could not either. Mu Xingqiu's heart moved and he began to wonder if the light ball was sent by Zuo Liuying. Maybe the Taoist sect was taking the opportunity to attack the Ice City.

The boat stopped, and Mu Xingqiu had no time to think about it. There were more than a dozen gray-robed demons standing on the dock. Their common feature was that they were all very thin, with their shoulders held high, as if they were always standing sideways. They did not receive the visitor immediately, but first took down the demon on the bow, revealing a blood-red wooden pillar that had pierced countless children of the Virgin Mary, and the color was so dark that it was black.

The pierced demon was indeed dead, lying motionless on the white dock, and other demons were chanting something in a low voice around the corpse.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the boat, watching this scene silently, and did not rush to walk up.

The demons worked together to push the dead demon into the lake. The waves on the water were very small, and the corpse was quickly melted. When only the head was left, the dead demon's eyes suddenly moved and took a last look at the boat.

A demon with gray hair turned to the visitor, "You have bad intentions."

"I am a Taoist priest." Mu Xingqiu shrugged casually, "All Taoist priests want to conquer Ice City. To be honest, I have had this idea too."

The demons on the dock seemed dissatisfied with this answer. They still did not invite the visitor to go ashore, but gathered together to talk. They had the same body shape, wore the same gray robes, and even looked very similar, but they were old and young, and looked like different stages of the same demon.

After a long time, a young demon ran into the city, and the oldest demon said to Mu Xingqiu: "Wait here, you are not allowed to go ashore."

"I am here to see Lan Binghu, just let her come out."

The old demon did not say a word.

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and found many demon heads on the towering city wall, staring at him curiously, "Ice City rarely receives Taoist priests, right?"

"At least in the past ten thousand years, you are the first one, and there is no record of things before that." The old demon seemed very proud, "Even if it is you, it is not considered to have entered the Ice City, because you have not yet landed. I warn you, don't act rashly. If we are not sure to defeat you, we will not let you pass through the Holy Son Lake."

"Holy Son Lake, is it because many descendants of the Virgin Mary are buried in this lake?"

"It has nothing to do with you." The old demon said coldly.

After being worshipped as a "demon king" by the demons on the other side, the attitude of the demons in Ice City can be said to have plummeted.

Mu Xingqiu looked up again. Many demons on the city wall were obviously guests here. From their appearance, it can be seen that they are from different tribes.

After a long time, more and more descendants of the Virgin Mary gathered on the dock, and finally reached hundreds of them, filling the small dock. There were even a dozen banshees among them - they were the only ones wearing belts and had no beards on their lips. Apart from that, they were almost the same as their brothers, uncles and nephews, and they were all very thin. The same dock could only accommodate fifty or sixty ordinary banshees.

At the same time, fewer and fewer monsters were watching the excitement on the city wall. When night fell, there were no curious figures on it.

Lan Binghu was reluctant to show up, but Mu Xingqiu felt at ease. This showed that Gan Zhiquan's plan was half successful: Lan Binghu was likely to perform the magic of transformation on the Taoist priest Moqing again, and she would fall into the Seven Yuan Hidden Star Formation.

Compared with the brown poisonous fog, the night of Bingcheng seemed pure and deep. I don't know whether it was because of the Taoist priest's visit or habit. There was no light inside or outside Bingcheng. The many saints and children on the dock looked more like the same monster, and even the age difference was erased.

At nearly the second watch, the monsters suddenly separated to both sides and squeezed together. Unexpectedly, no one fell into the lake, and a passage was made.

The only light floated out of the city gate and slowly came to the end of the dock, facing the visitors.

It was indeed an independent floating lantern, made of a complete skull. The fire shot out from the eye sockets and mouth, dim like the moonlight covered by thin clouds.

In the shadow behind the skull lantern stood a tall female demon, twice as tall as the skinny demons around her, but not much fatter, like a walking bamboo pole.

Mu Xingqiu looked with his celestial eye and saw the same face: thin lips, a beak-like nose, and two eyes close together.

The feather crown on her head was the biggest difference between her and the other demons.

"Are you the Taoist priest?" The demon's voice sounded very young.

"Are you the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons?" Mu Xingqiu asked back.

The demon didn't answer, but her style said it all. She just waved her hand lightly, and the little demons squeezed on both sides trotted back to the city without a moment's delay.

"I thought the Taoist priest would be taller than me." The Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Children said disappointedly, and the skull lantern flew closer to Mu Xingqiu so that she could see more clearly, "I heard the demons on the other side shouting 'Demon King'."

"They are wrong."

"Well, the demons often make mistakes, so they have fallen into such a miserable situation today. Even letting you cross the lake, I think it is a mistake, but Yi Shijun said he can control you, so I will believe it for the time being."

"I came to see Lan Binghu."

"You mean the faceless Taoist priest, you will have to wait to see her. My descendants said you have evil intentions , I had to come and check it myself. Apart from giving birth to these sacrifices endlessly, I can only do this. "

"If Lan Binghu doesn't want to see me, just send me back to the other side. I don't want to waste time."

"In order to come here to see you, I interrupted a pregnancy and lost five offspring in my belly. You just waited a little longer and think it's a waste of time?"

Mu Xingqiu was speechless. He spread his arms to accept the inspection of the Virgin Mary. The skull lantern circled Mu Xingqiu several times, pausing several times in the process, and returned to the Virgin Mary after a quarter of an hour.

"Go ashore, Taoist priest, I heard that you are looking for the art of transforming demons, then you have come to the right place."

Mu Xingqiu stepped onto the dock, and Flea followed closely behind him, "I am looking for a way to reverse it."

"Don't argue with me, you should ask Yi Shijun about these things."

The Virgin Mary walked in front like a bamboo pole, and the skull lantern followed behind her, but still facing Mu Xingqiu, as if lighting up for him, more like monitoring.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help thinking that the Ice City, which was protected by poisonous fog, wouldn't have too strong demonic power. If he suddenly cast a spell now, he could probably kill the Virgin Mary and make the Ice City ownerless, but that was not the purpose of his coming. He wanted to see Lan Binghu or the Yi Shijun, whether real or fake, to find out what the demon transformation technique here was. As for the light ball in the flea horn, he couldn't guess its purpose.

It was impossible to fly near the Ice City, and there was no tall main city gate on the city wall. There was only a low doorway. It seemed that the Virgin Mary had to bend down to get in.

"Qilin, you didn't check the Qilin." A voice suddenly came from above the city wall. The voice trembled slightly, as if speaking with great fear.

Only a dozen steps away from the city gate, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons stopped and turned around, "Stop, Taoist priest. Alas, I said I'm not good at this kind of thing. I've made too many sacrifices, which has damaged my brain. Is that a Qilin? It looks no different from a scaly beast. You have to move aside. I want to check it."

Mu Xingqiu hesitated for a moment before stepping aside and looking at the flea, signaling it not to be afraid. If there is really danger, he will cast a spell to save it without hesitation.

There is no poisonous fog here. As long as he works hard, he thinks he can cast a powerful spell.

The skull lantern began to circle slowly around the flea. Mu Xingqiu watched for a while and looked up at the city wall above his head.

There was a demon lying on the top of the wall, wearing a black cloak, like a huge bat. His head was hidden in the hood, but the height of dozens of feet and the night did not affect the sky. Mu Xingqiu saw a pale face with two fangs in his mouth and wet eyes, as if he had just cried.

"Fei Ba, how did you escape from Yashan?"