Chapter 0623 Mucus in the Palm of the Hand

The cicada-winged demon Feifei thought she had opened her eyes, but it was still pitch black in front of her. After a long while, she saw dozens of huge red lanterns above her head. Looking more carefully, they were not lanterns at all, but transparent objects wrapped around her companions.

Feifei suddenly remembered the scene when she had just passed through the magical cave wall: the dense sound of a sudden rainstorm, small and sharp claws, and patches of faded eyes...

An arm suddenly stretched out.

"Ah..." Feifei screamed and opened her mouth to bite the arm.

The arm did not dodge and steadily lifted the little demon up.

"Demon Master..." Feifei finally recognized that the man in front of him was not the monster in the cave. She was surprised and ashamed, "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have led everyone..."

"No, it's not your fault." Mu Xingqiu smiled. He had been fighting with Zhou Qi and didn't notice Feifei who was thrown aside for a while. This little demon was just used by Yi Shijun and did not make any mistakes on his own initiative.

Feifei's demonic power was absorbed by the mucus, and Yi Shijun did not take it back into his body when he controlled him to break out of the shell. This caused the little demon to undergo obvious changes: his body was no longer white and tender, but dark yellow, his skin and flesh were a little loose, and the cicada-wing-shaped wings on his back became soft and limp. Now he was more like a human dwarf than a unique little demon.

This was only a change in a short period of time. As the demonic power disappeared, Feifei's physique would become weaker and weaker, and the demon characteristics including wings and fangs would gradually disappear until death.

Yi Shijun would not care about the life and death of a little demon.

Feifei noticed the changes in his body and was shocked. He wanted to fly, but his wings did not obey his command at all. He shook twice and then drooped.

"Am I, am I going to die?" The little demon was staggering, and he really looked like he was about to die.

Mu Xingqiu put Feifei down and pressed his right thumb on the little demon's forehead. Only then did he remember that although checking the Dao root was not a pure magic spell, his meridians were destroyed and there was no way to send the magic power out of the Niwan Palace.

"You won't die, you will practice pure inner elixir. Mu Xingqiu comforted, turning around and looking at the fleas and the little demons who were still wrapped in mucus.

"I'm sorry, I'm too timid..." Feifei suddenly had an idea in his mind, and blurted it out before he understood the meaning, "As long as the mucus is not broken, the demon power inside can be forced back into the body."

"How do you know?" Mu Xingqiu was very surprised.

"I, I don't know, sorry, I'm talking nonsense."

"I'm sorry" has become Feifei's mantra, but Mu Xingqiu doesn't think he is talking nonsense. Perhaps this is the information left in the little demon's mind by Yi Shijun's soul.

The other little demons were hanging on the wall of the cave, only the flea was on the ground. Mu Xingqiu walked over, pressed his hands on the mucus shell, and slowly applied pressure. Fleas are not demons. The spiritual power sucked out by the mucus is golden. Without these spiritual powers, fleas will become ordinary unicorns, unable to fly, and without the power comparable to that of big demons.

The mucus shell slowly sank in where the palm was pressed. Mu Xingqiu vaguely felt the flow of spiritual power, and could even consciously control it. He increased his strength, and the golden spiritual power actually returned to the flea's body.

The last trace of golden color also disappeared, and the flea's eyes rolled, and it turned its head suddenly, and the mucus shell broke into pieces. It jumped out and turned around quickly, looking for the whereabouts of the enemy.

It was so simple.

Mu Xingqiu was surprised to find that his hands were still stained with a lot of mucus, some left by the bald man and some on the flea, so he bent down and grabbed a handful of soil and wiped it twice, and there was no He didn't care if he wiped it off.

The dragon cave was quite tall, and most of the little monsters were hanging on the top of the cave. Even if Mu Xingqiu jumped up, he couldn't reach them, so he had to slowly climb up along the cave wall. Fortunately, the dragon cave was uneven, so climbing was not too difficult, but it was difficult to hang upside down on it.

It was at this time that Mu Xingqiu discovered that the mucus on his palms was actually good. They didn't feel particularly sticky, but they could be firmly attached to the cave wall. It was also easy to separate them. The mucus seemed to be able to guess the owner's intentions.

Although the ground monkey was only a beginner monster, , but has some unique skills.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up, sucking the cave wall with one hand and pressing the slime shells of the little demons with the other hand to force the demon power back into the body. Once the slime shell broke, Mu Xingqiu grabbed the little demon and threw it to the jumping flea.

After trying a few times, he began to be handy, and the speed became faster and faster. More than 50 little demons were successfully rescued. No one understood the situation, and they huddled together and dared not say a word.

The light red slime shells were all gone, and the dragon cave became dark again. Mu Xingqiu took out the orb to provide light, "Follow me, we are leaving."

How to leave a closed cave without magic? Mu Xing hadn't thought about it yet, but decided to go back to the entrance first. The magic cave wall created by Yi Shijun was still the easiest place to open.

The little demons walked too slowly. Mu Xingqiu left the orb to the tallest little demon and said to the flea: "Take them to the exit and don't let anything hurt them. "

The flea nodded, his eyes darting around, obviously looking for the bald man's whereabouts.

"I will rescue the bald man." Mu Xingqiu patted the flea's neck, ran a few steps and came back, picked up Feifei with his arms, and left first.

How can you defeat a possessed Taoist priest in a normal environment? Mu Xingqiu hasn't figured it out yet, but he must fight.

He was running in the cave while thinking about countermeasures. The mucus on his hands gradually solidified, so he shook it off piece by piece, and finally only a little was left in his palm.

Feifei was very honest. He didn't say a word along the way and never complained whether he was comfortable being pinched.

It took Mu Xingqiu almost an hour to rescue the little demon and return to the cave entrance. The cave wall that could only be entered but not exited did not change at all.

Mu Xingqiu pressed his hands on the cave wall and pushed, moved, sucked, and patted hard, but to no avail. He had to turn to Feifei next to him, "Think about it, is there any way to open this door?"

"Ah?" Feifei stood quietly in the dark. He didn't expect the demon master to ask him a question. "Ask me? Sorry... I, I... Let me think about it."

"You were once possessed by a big demon. He may have left some memories in your mind. This is the wall you once came in. It can suck people from outside in, but people inside can't get out."

Feifei remembered this incident and pressed his hands on the cave wall. He was scared and anxious. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't calm down to think.

Mu Xingqiu did not urge Feifei, but took out another orb and placed it on the ground, and continued to make various attempts on the cave wall.

His meridians could no longer run mana, but his Niwan Palace Neidan no longer produced pure mana, but was mixed with some demonic power. The demonic power could not go through the meridians, but soaked into the flesh and blood of the whole body with mana, while providing powerful strength and resistance.

Mu Xingqiu was able to resist the magic of the Xingluo realm, relying on this peculiar power of the combination of Taoism and demons.

But he could not move the cave wall created by Yi Shijun with magic.

Feifei's little head hurt from thinking about it, and he shook twice and sat on the ground. Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Don't think about it, I will find a way."

Mu Xingqiu rubbed his hands a few times, and there was always a small piece of mucus in the palm of his hand, which did not dry and could not be wiped off.

"I'm sorry, I tried hard." Feifei said with a red face. Because of his gray and loose skin, he no longer looked like a cute human child. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he opened his mouth and shouted four words: "Learn the Nine Changes of Beasts!"

Mu Xingqiu was stunned. The Nine Changes of Beasts is the nine mental methods of Bone Forging Fist, and it is also the most basic training method of Mind Illusion. Feifei couldn't have heard of it. He could say this name, which was obviously the memory of Yi Shijun.

"What is the Nine Changes of Beasts?" Feifei asked blankly again.

"A set of boxing techniques. If you want to learn it, I can teach you later." Mu Xingqiu answered casually and began to think about the reason why Yi Shijun left these four words.

"Really?" Feifei's face became redder with excitement, and then he said in a very low voice, "I... I want to learn..."

Mu Xingqiu hummed, still pressing his hands on the wall of the cave, and began to run the Nine Changes of Beasts. He tried them one by one, Turtle Breath, Dragon Leap, Crane Soar, Tiger Crouching, Lion Roar, Leopard Protrusion, Scale Hiding, Phoenix Hiding, Bear Dance, and then performed them at the same time.

If Mu Xingqiu performed the Bone Forging Fist at this time, the little demon Feifei would be able to see nine arms dancing, but Mu Xingqiu's power was all poured into the cave wall, and his body was motionless, so naturally there would be no extra arms. But Feifei still opened his eyes wide in surprise, because he saw the demon master's body swaying slightly like a candlelight in the breeze.

This was the first level of the mind illusion, which was just a small test for Mu Xingqiu. He upgraded to the second level. Although no spells were cast, he could still achieve the state of multitasking.

The meridians were destroyed, and Mu Xingqiu's mind illusion was not affected. Instead, it was easier. The demon power and magic power were spread throughout the flesh and blood of his body, which seemed to be more in line with the nine transformations of the beast.

Mu Xingqiu entered the third level of illusion. Since he spit out the inner elixir in the lower dantian, this was his limit. After a short stay here, Mu Xingqiu moved on to the fourth level.

Successfully achieved.

Mu Xingqiu was delighted. He wanted to fight Zhou Qi to take back the bald man, so he needed the mind illusion more than ever.

He was not in a hurry, but improved the illusion step by step, the fifth level, the sixth level, the seventh level, and then he was a little nervous, he wanted to move on to the eighth level.

Always just a little bit, just that little bit, Mu Xingqiu felt that he was only a fingertip away from the eighth level of illusion, but he just couldn't reach it. He kept trying, almost forgetting the time and the real purpose.

Bang, there was a bang.

Mu Xingqiu did not reach the eighth level of illusion, but appeared on the other side of the cave wall. He actually came out, but he didn't know why it happened.

He stood there blankly for a while, and suddenly felt something strange in his hands. He looked down and found that there was a small ball of dripping mucus in the palm of each hand, just like the water droplets on the edge of the lotus leaf protruding from the palm, as if being stretched by something. When Mu Xingqiu retracted the mind illusion, he found that the mucus was slowly shrinking.

It turned out that it was not only the mind illusion that made him come out, but also the two balls of mucus.

Before this, he could force back the demonic power and cling to the cave wall, but the little demons could not. The reason was not the strength of the demonic power, but the difference of the mucus itself.

In a trance, the smiling face of the bald man appeared in front of him.

He was smiling, he blinked, he was comforting Xiao Qiu, he wanted Xiao Qiu to cooperate...

It turned out that he had left something behind.