Chapter 0525 Incomplete Magic

Zhou Qianhui shook his head, his expression changing from solemn to a little depressed. This was a very rare expression for a Xingluo Taoist like him, who was the leader.

"The demons are really coming back. For more than 100,000 years, the magic of the demons has been rare, but now it is casually attached to an ordinary straw hat. Alas, what is the orthodoxy doing? Why did the founder seal Wangshan? Yashan has pinned all his hopes on the Sword Washing Pond, but what am I doing? I can’t even bring back a head.”

"The Patriarch's Tower failed to block Pang Shan from the Mountain of Demonic Fire and Qi Wushang, and the Sword Washing Pool failed to defeat the Amber Taoist Priest and the Demonic Blood Formation a while ago. I don't quite understand why the various Taoist families value the treasure so much. important?"

"Because you don't understand the true power of the Taoist treasures." A glimmer of light flashed in Zhou Qianhui's eyes, "The nine treasures of the Taoist lineage are all artifacts collected by the first three ancestors from all over the world. Only they can last. Continuously receiving the blessings of high-level Taoist priests, a straw hat like yours will be destroyed in a few days or months, but the sword-washing pool and the ancestor tower will last forever. They may be damaged, but they can be repaired no matter how serious they are. Do you understand how powerful it is?"

"Yes. Ordinary magical weapons will lose power as time goes by, but Taoist treasures become stronger and stronger."

"So, despite the fact that the living Taoist priests are declining day by day, and no one has reached the realm of obeying the sun for many years, the Taoism is actually no weaker than it was hundreds of thousands of years ago, because we have nine treasures, and the power they contain is getting stronger every day. Far beyond the initial level, it is equivalent to dozens or even hundreds of Rimang Taoist priests. This is the Taoism's best hope for defeating the demons. "

"You mean the Patriarch Tower and the Sword Washing Pond have never exerted their full strength?"

"Not even 1%. Otherwise, how many monsters and demons would be able to show off their strength in any round?"

"I heard that only by serving Rimang Taoist priests can the full power of Taoism's treasure be exerted - but this is useless, Taoism does not have such Taoist priests at present."

"That's just a way to stimulate the power of the treasure, but it's not the only way. It's not worth using when facing the demon clan. It will only be used when the demon clan returns. Zhou Qianhui didn't say any more about the specific method, and instead stared at The straw hat in front of you, "You are afraid that the demon spell will control you in turn, so attach it to an ordinary straw hat. "

The span from the Taoist Zhenshan Treasure to the Straw Hat is like falling from the highest peak to the deepest abyss. The look on Zhou Qianhui's face was the same. The brilliance in his eyes disappeared instantly and was replaced by indifference and vigilance.

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu still doesn't regret his decision at that time.

"This is a smart move. Demons are good at attacking the mind. They pretend to give strength, but they are actually tempting people and slowly win you over. The demon spell on the straw hat is probably no exception, but you have overlooked one thing. The thing is, this demonic spell is not complete.”

Zhou Qianhui bent down slightly and got closer to the straw hat. "Look at these lines. They are all slightly interrupted. It would be normal if there were only a few places. But like now, it can only mean one thing - you have not used all the spells." Collect it on the straw hat. You are too brave to cast incomplete demon spells on others, which will leave great hidden dangers."

Mu Xingqiu could no longer hide it, so he told the story about Demon Lord Zhengfa and Feiba from the beginning, trying to be as concise as possible without losing the key points. Finally, he said: "The missing part of the spell may be in the bald man's head. He also swallowed it at that time." It dropped some scrolls, but it hasn’t shown any special power so far.”

"Master, what's going on with Mu Songxuan's head that it can hold so many things?!"

The well-informed Zhou Qianhui also showed a look of surprise, "Let's not talk about Demon Lord Zhengfa and Straw Hat. Tell me the whole experience of Mu Songxuan again. I know the general situation, and now I want to hear the details. ”

Zhou Qianhui was more interested in the bald man than the straw hat. Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but feel wary. The Yashan Taoist priest couldn't forget the water in the sword washing pool inside the bald man's head, and he might want to use some trick, "I just want to bless the straw hat." imprint.”

"Hey, Taoist priest, I did sneak attack on the camp, but don't think of me as a despicable person because of this. I am the head of the Yashan Divine Engineering Department. There are few people who know magic weapons better than me. Believe me, the biggest problem you are facing now is not Straw Hat superior.

Mu Xingqiu still spoke. He had nothing to hide. There was no secret about Baldy's experience. He only needed to add some details: Baldy was born in Yelin Town. There was nothing unusual about him. He was killed by a snake demon when he was eleven years old. He accidentally Combined with the demon species, it was turned into a magic weapon capable of transmitting sound by Shen Zhun, the great law enforcer in Pangshan. He cleaned the mark twice in Yashan Sword Washing Pool. In the battle of Duanliu City, he got a demon heart and became his forehead. He swallowed an inner elixir in Luanjing Mountain with his magic eye, and shared the magic scroll with Feiba...

Only Mu Xingqiu had witnessed almost all of Baldy's experiences, but it wasn't until Zhou Qianhui reminded him that he began to feel that there were indeed too many things in Baldy's head. Baldy has not died yet, and is becoming more and more vibrant, even in the past. The problem of falling asleep from time to time has also been eliminated, which is really a miracle.

"It's weird that Mu Songxuan is not dead, but now he can only fly and shoot red light, and his ability is so low, it's even weirder." Zhou Qian smiled and shook his head, "Even if I take him back to Yashan, I don’t dare to suck out the water from the sword washing pool. Can you bring Mu Songxuan so that I can study it carefully..."

Seeing Mu Xingqiu's serious expression, Zhou Qianhui knew that this request would not be granted. He turned to look at the straw hat and thought for a moment, "Why bother to put a mark on the straw hat? Since the other part of the spell is in Mu Songxuan's mind, just give it all to him. I can't think of a more perfect way than this."

Mu Xingqiu was slightly stunned. He never thought of adding unclear demon spells to the bald man's head. "I won't take risks with him."

"Then destroy the straw hat and the Demon Lord's Law. Anyway, they are not good things. As for the two people you cast a spell on - I hope they are not particularly important to you."

Zhou Qianhui straightened up and closed his eyes, showing a clear attitude: he did not think the straw hat was worth putting a mark on, and he did not even intend to use this rare opportunity to let Mu Xingqiu remove the free rope on his body.

Mu Xingqiu returned to his tent. The bald man was not there. He had just learned how to control the skull lantern. He was in high spirits and had to show off in front of Xiaohao: sometimes it disappeared, sometimes it appeared, or it danced in the air.

Mu Xingqiu cast a ban in the tent, then summoned the straw hat, injected a small amount of mana, and silently thought about the entire Demon Lord's Law. Because he was afraid of magic, he had not used any other methods except the method of re-destruction that he had to perform.

There were seven chapters in total, splitting, breaking buds, rooting, pruning, reducing flowers, destroying fruits, and re-destruction. Six of them could normally drive the power in the straw hat, and only the first chapter of the split method was invalid.

Mu Xingqiu took back the ban and suddenly missed Zuo Liuying. No matter how weird this Taoist priest was, he knew more than anyone else and could clearly tell whether the Demon Lord's Law was harmful to the bald man. Of course, there might be traps hidden in his statement.

Mu Xingqiu summoned the Frost Soul Sword and cast a spell to let his soul enter the sword body. He rarely did this because he was reminded that frequent departure of the soul would cause serious consequences and make him addicted to it, but this time he urgently needed some trustworthy opinions.

Pei Zihan had died twice and was prepared for everything. Gan Zhiquan was different. He volunteered to try for his brother and for all the demon-invading Taoist priests. If something happened to him, Mu Xingqiu would feel guilty.

Not sure if it was an illusion or true, Mu Xingqiu felt that the many souls in the sword, which were like beads, were brighter than before, and he quickly found Fangfang's soul.

Souls are invisible. All Mu Xingqiu could see in the beads were some images: Fangfangs of different ages were lined up in a row, sitting and thinking, even the young girl was no exception.

Fangfang likes to practice. She is a natural Taoist priest. She can finally think without interference in the Frost Soul Sword, but she has no body, no three fields, and no inner elixir. Mu Xingqiu doesn't know where her practice will eventually go.

The Taoism is boundless, not only referring to its profoundness, but also its vastness. The souls of Baldy and Fangfang are in a field that is extremely unfamiliar to ordinary Taoist priests, and Mu Xingqiu knows nothing about it.

He did not disturb Fangfang's soul. The only decision he made was to try not to use the soul power in the sword in the future, so that Fangfang would remain quiet.

He was about to withdraw from the Frost Soul Sword, but suddenly changed his mind and moved forward at high speed along a series of pearl lights, and found a soul he knew - Meng Yuanhou.

Normal souls are in a state of ignorance after seven days, with only fragments of memory left, floating in the beads like water plants. Fangfang is the only soul that is still conscious, but she is in a state of imagination most of the time and hardly moves.

Meng Yuanhou's soul is different. The beads he lives in look more textured, vaguely like amber, and there are also several floating memories scattered inside, but in the middle, a small Meng Yuanhou is constantly absorbing these fragments, and new memory fragments are generated at any time, so he will never be able to absorb them all.

It is such a simple thought before death, after layers of transformation, it can actually produce extremely strong suction. Mu Xingqiu felt incredible again.

He tried to communicate with Meng Yuanhou's soul, but he couldn't get in. This was not Fangfang's soul, and it was impossible for it to react to anything outside.

Mu Xingqiu's soul left the Frost Soul Sword, but he got nothing. He just felt a little cold, as if his blood hadn't flowed for a long time.

Baldy was standing in the air opposite him, staring at him, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you slept for a long time."

"Really?" Mu Xingqiu felt that he had only been in the sword for a short while.

"For a whole day, we were a little worried about you."

Mu Xingqiu was shocked and got up and walked out of the tent. He found that the sun was indeed a little easterly than when he entered the tent. The last time his soul entered the Frost Soul Sword, there was no such phenomenon, and he did nothing in the sword, not even a word to Fangfang's soul.

Xin Youtao ran over in a hurry, "You finally woke up, Zuo Liuying is back."

"Great." Mu Xingqiu was just trying to get advice from Zuo Liuying.

Xin Youtao did not look happy, "He did not come back alone, he brought a group of Taoist priests from Yashan with him."