Chapter 0591 Tracker

Meng Xu is not a particularly smart person. Perhaps because of this, what she did has the kind of universal correctness that applies to all places - everyone is selfish, her selfishness is just a little more obvious, and she must betray to show it.

Mu Xingqiu flew in the dark night, without magic tools, without wings, and soared with the excitement of exhausting his magic power. He thought of Meng Xu, and what he said when he was trying to find the traitor - he felt disgusted at the time, but now he felt it was extremely correct.

That's me, he thought, the most real me, who showed his head with the help of a trick, and finally took over my whole body again after the method of re-annihilation. He thought of the word "re-" because he felt that he had always been like this, and all the selfless deeds he had done before were manipulated by the Taoist priest behind the scenes.

Even when Fangfang was snatched away, wasn't there Luan Jingshan Feng Ruhui behind the scenes? Next is Zuo Liuying, always Zuo Liuying, he is like a huge shadow, usually hidden, and once he appears, he will scare people.

He has manipulated me for more than ten years! Mu Xingqiu thought angrily, but he had no intention of revenge, which would cause countless troubles. He just wanted freedom. The world was so big that there was always a place for him to stay. The power of the Taoism could not spread all over the world, and neither could the demons in the future.

Freedom is wings, freedom is air. Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. For this freedom, he could give up all hatred and forget all true feelings. They were all burdens.

The wind behind him became a little weird. Mu Xingqiu turned around suddenly and saw the horns of Qilin.

The two red eyes of the flea were like two fallen stars, filled with pure anger. It was not convinced, so it followed quietly and had to fight with this person again.

The flea fed with magic blood also changed completely. Unlike Mu Xingqiu, it forgot the past, or it could not think or recall at all now, and only wanted to fight.

Maybe this was another trick of Zuo Liuying. This thought flashed through Mu Xingqiu's mind. Qilin's change happened before he woke up, but what could Zuo Liuying not expect? He was obviously kidnapped by the demon tribe. If Yi Shijun had been more decisive, he would have died completely. But he didn't die. He sent out Qilin and left a message.

"You finally admitted defeat."

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his arms and once again firmly grasped Qilin's horns, his heart full of contempt. What does it mean to admit defeat? Losing to this beast is called admitting defeat, and finally seeing the truth and getting rid of the shackles is definitely not admitting defeat.

Perhaps this is the truth that Long Mo wants him to see clearly. Mu Xingqiu felt excited and wanted to find Long Mo immediately and hide with her. Only she could understand his change.

Mu Xingqiu knocked down Qilin before, so he didn't take it too seriously. However, after such a short time, Qilin's power became stronger. After a stalemate in the air for a moment, the head was not pressed down, but raised high, throwing Mu Xingqiu into the sky.

Being defeated is another kind of bondage. People who have just gained freedom cannot stand this. Mu Xingqiu turned over and fell down. With a swing of his right arm, the long whip hit the Qilin with lightning.

The long whip hit the Qilin horn, making a series of harsh noises. The lightning was bounced off and spread into a huge horn, as if the flea's horn had grown dozens of times.

This whip was actually ineffective. The Qilin horn was more stubborn than the most powerful demon pill. It withstood the lightning and only fell slightly.

Mu Xingqiu had no hatred for the Qilin, and even remembered its many benefits, but when he thought that this was Zuo Liuying's favorite spirit beast, he didn't intend to show mercy.

"Go back to find your real master!" Mu Xingqiu shouted, whipping out one whip after another.

The flea not only did not retreat, but became more and more courageous, blocking the attack with its horns, slowly shortening the distance with Mu Xingqiu, and suddenly turned around and kicked him in the chest with a hoof.

The weight of the entire mountain gathered together may not be heavier or more violent than the flea's hoof. Mu Xingqiu flew high again, his chest hurt, and a rib seemed to be broken. He was angry, and when he swung the long whip again, he suddenly found that he was only performing the third level of illusion, not his limit of the seventh level.

This is a strange thing. The power in the body has increased dozens of times, but the spell is weaker. Mu Xingqiu tried to use the seventh level of illusion, but always gave up halfway. Although the inner elixir in the Niwan Palace is the fifth level of Starfall, it is not as useful as the seventh level of Inhalation in the Lower Dantian.

But that inner elixir has been thrown into the sea of ​​fire by him. Only in this way can all connections with the Taoist tradition be completely cut off.

Mu Xingqiu did not regret it. He simply put away the long whip, shouted loudly, and stopped performing the flying technique. He fell straight down and wanted to fight the Qilin with his fists.

The flea also let out a low roar, just a low roar, without any special effect, but the blood on his eyes and neck became redder, like a monster that had just emerged from a pool of blood.

One above and one below, a man and a Qilin, violently collided with each other, butting with horns, punching, kicking with hooves, kicking with feet... The bangs were like thunder after lightning.

I don't know how long it took, and the last loud bang ended this close combat - they fell to the ground together, and they were knocked unconscious. For a long time, no one got up.

Mu Xingqiu didn't faint, but he felt that his bones were falling apart, and he couldn't even move a finger. His head was buzzing, as if a hundred noisy birds were chasing a thousand flies.

After a long time, a figure appeared above, blocking the stars and the moon in the sky. It was not a Qilin, but his own face!

After a while, Mu Xingqiu remembered that this was Jinchu, the spirit monster who looked like him. He must have followed Qilin and was perhaps Zuo Liuying's backup.

Mu Xingqiu and Tiaozha still couldn't stand up. The fall was secondary. They fought too hard. Qilin's hooves and horns were harder than steel, and Mu Xingqiu's fists and feet were no less powerful.

Jinchu didn't say anything. He dragged the Taoist priest and Qilin with his two hands and walked towards a forest not far away.

The ground was covered with snow. It wasn't particularly uncomfortable to slide on it, but Mu Xingqiu didn't like it. He said in a hoarse voice: "Let me go."

Jinchu didn't say a word. He dragged them to the edge of the forest before letting go. He broke some branches, shook off the snow on them, threw them on the ground to form a pile of firewood, and then ignited them with fire.

After half an hour, Mu Xingqiu was finally able to sit up. Opposite him, Tiaozha also struggled to stand up, but they didn't have the strength to fight anymore and could only stare at each other.

Jinchu stood between the two. He was not afraid of the cold. This fire was lit for the injured. When the sky gradually brightened, he stopped adding wood and let it go out.

"Why did you come with me?" Mu Xingqiu asked. He did not feel that he needed treatment, so he was not grateful for Jinchu's help. "Go back and tell Zuo Liuying that I will never be his puppet again. I have handed over the inner elixir, the Frost Soul Sword and the straw hat. What else does he want? Oh, the soul of Meng Yuanhou. If he wants it, just ask."

Mu Xingqiu was not interested in anything except life and freedom.

Jinchu raised his foot to extinguish the embers on the ground, turned his head and said, "It has nothing to do with Zuo Liuying. I came for the Spirit King."

"Yang Qingyin? What did she say?" Mu Xingqiu asked sarcastically.

"She asked me to remind you not to practice a new inner elixir before the Dao calamity."

Zuo Liuying had specifically emphasized this point. If there was a Dao calamity that had not been passed, it would be very dangerous to spit out the elixir, not to mention re-cultivation. Mu Xingqiu vomited out the inner elixir, but nothing happened. He thought it was probably because there was still an inner elixir in his Niwan Palace.

"I don't have a Dao calamity." Mu Xingqiu didn't feel that he had any special feelings for Fangfang. He felt sorry because Fangfang was Zuo Liuying's biggest victim, but he no longer held a grudge. As for Yang Qingyin, he wanted to get along with her in order to overcome the calamity from the beginning, "and I don't need to rebuild the inner elixir."

"I just passed the message, and Zuo Liuying..."

Mu Xingqiu laughed out loud, and his chest hurt. This spirit monster still showed its feet. It's a pity that he said it had nothing to do with Zuo Liuying before.

Jinchu waited for his laughter to stop before continuing: "Zuo Liuying also entrusted me to remind you that after spitting out the inner elixir, you will lose the fundamental way to hide. Be careful."

"What to be careful about? Be careful that I will break the elixir?" Mu Xingqiu said disdainfully. He did have an experience of almost breaking the elixir, and because of this, he knew more about breaking the elixir than ordinary Taoists.

Shattering the pill is a possible danger. Unless you are forced into a desperate situation and are determined to fight to the death, the possibility of breaking the pill is not high. The fundamental method of seclusion prevents those Taoists who have been possessed by demons from taking extreme measures. It is even more difficult for Fangfang to break the pill. Even the deepest part of her heart cannot be shaken.

Mu Xingqiu did not think that he was in danger of being possessed by demons, and he did not intend to approach any Taoists again. Even if the pill was broken, it would not harm the Taoist tradition or Zuo Liuying.

"I'm done." Jinchu did not want to argue with Mu Xingqiu at all. She even spoke to him reluctantly and rose into the air to fly away.

Mu Xingqiu had no intention of keeping her. He had only one goal in his eyes. The Qilin opposite was still staring at him with red eyes, which meant that Zuo Liuying had not given up.

The man and the Qilin jumped up at the same time, as if they both had a premonition that the other had recovered some of his strength.

But they did not collide with each other, but fell to the ground again, staring at each other angrily.

Jinchu fell back to the ground, still standing between them, "You shouldn't be together."

"Then take it away and tell Zuo Liuying not to play tricks anymore." Mu Xingqiu said.

Jinchu thought for a while and actually took out two free ropes from his arms. He was a Jinwei horse, so the materials were naturally abundant, but it took mana and magic to weave ropes. I don't know how he made free ropes.

Before Mu Xingqiu could figure it out, Jinchu began to tie up Qilin. It seemed that it would be his turn soon.

"Don't think I will always tolerate it." Mu Xingqiu warned.

Jinchu walked to Mu Xingqiu with the free ropes, "Don't think I will always be so polite, Ling Wang, it's all because of Ling Wang, she thinks you are more important than anything else, I want you to become the Mu Xingqiu you used to be, you must change back."