Chapter 0662 The Old Taoist Priest Who Fears Death

The demon-possessed Taoist priest from Wangshan came at a very coincidental time, just when Mu Xingqiu was trying to cut off his fate. Even if he woke up at this time, his strength would be less than half. Yang Qingyin had to suspect that there was another reason behind such a coincidence.

Gao Fuwei and Yin Buchen were both untrustworthy. One was forced to follow the team, and the other stayed in the team for unknown reasons. However, both of them were demons and knew very little about the tribulation. It was impossible for them to accurately guess the time when Mu Xingqiu cut off his fate.

Yang Qingyin temporarily put aside her speculation and smiled at the demon general Luo Yunqiao, saying, "It was the decision of the Sheshen King to surrender to Wangshan. General Luo informed us of the news. Is it considered disobedience?"

Luo Yunqiao straightened his face, "As long as the demons who have seen the various actions of the demon Taoist Wangshan and Bingkui will not surrender to them, I hope that the Spirit King and the Taoist Master can come to the capital as soon as possible, maybe it will be in time to persuade the Sheshen King to stop."

"Well, you are still a good demon with a clear mind. The Sheshen Kingdom is lucky to have a general like you."

"The Spirit King is too kind, but the situation is urgent now. Shouldn't we ask the Taoist Master to come out and discuss it together?"

"Why, do you think I can't deal with the demon Taoist alone?"

"Of course not, the Spirit King has magical powers and has a purpose We all saw it, how dare I doubt the ability of the Spirit King? If the Taoist Master is not convenient to come out, the Spirit King will make the decision. "

Yang Qingyin believed more and more that the demon general of the Sheshen Kingdom was testing her. She suddenly had an idea and said casually: "Mu Xingqiu is cutting off his fate and surviving the catastrophe. He can't come out for a while. I will fight this Taoist priest. With General Luo's deployment of troops, maybe our enemies will bring a group of ice monsters again, and we need to fight a big battle. "

Luo Yunqiao was stunned, and his heart became more and more worried. "Is it really not necessary for the Taoist Master to take action?"

"He will take action when needed, and there is no need to disturb him when not needed. Go and pass the order!" Yang Qingyin waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew towards Luo Yunqiao and other demons. Although the power was not very strong, they did not dare to resist, and retreated and left the restriction.

Luo Yunqiao was still unwilling to give up outside, "Spirit King, please tell Dao Zun that we are sworn to defend the camp to the death. If he can come out to encourage everyone..."

Yang Qingyin summoned several magic tools to strengthen the surrounding restrictions and block the sound. Luo Yunqiao didn't know about it and spoke passionately for a long time before bowing and retreating.

Yang Qingyin continued to cast spells to make the ban stronger, at least to block the attack of ordinary demon soldiers, and then gave orders to others, "Bald, you go to guard Mu Xingqiu's illusion, Xiaohao stays where he is, flea, fly up to monitor the sky, don't go too high."

"What about the two of us?" Gao Fuwei asked in confusion, "I didn't learn the art of talismans in vain, I can deal with hundreds of demon soldiers. The Spirit King must have seen that the demon soldiers of the Sheshen Kingdom have bad intentions, right?"

"Yes, they have bad intentions." Yin Bushen was a little nervous, clasping his hands together and rubbing them, "But once the Spirit King and Daozun make a move, he will be defeated and flee immediately. The Spirit King's Taiyin Fire is very powerful, and Daozun's one thought is even more powerful..."

His eyes kept sweeping towards the illusion where Mu Xingqiu was, and he hoped that Daozun would come out to meet the enemy in person.

Yang Qingyin still didn't quite trust the two demons, "Just stay with me and act according to circumstances."

Gao Fuwei nodded, took out a few paper talismans and held them in his hand, and offered two to check the situation from a distance. Yin Buchen rubbed his hands harder, "Is Daozun okay? Ling Wang is luring the enemy. He said Daozun was going through a calamity, but in fact Daozun was lying in ambush, waiting for the demon Taoist to fall into the trap, right?"

"You are quite smart." Yang Qingyin said with a smile.

"I... am not smart, haha, I'm just guessing... guessing, haha, no matter who comes later, I'll give him a hard time..."

The demon Taoist didn't show up immediately. Yang Qingyin thought that it might be that her strategy of using reality as illusion was effective, and the demon Taoist nearby didn't dare to show up easily.

Although Zhou Qi had recruited a group of Taoists to join him in the Devil Realm in Wangshan, it was impossible that all of them were high-level Taoists. He was probably the only one who had reached the Injection Spirit Realm, and even he was defeated by Mu Xingqiu. The tens of thousands of Bingkui sent out afterwards were also defeated by a thought, so the Taoists who came later would naturally be more careful.

Yang Qingyin had secretly tried the power of the water in the Sword Washing Pool. Although her inner alchemy realm was not enough to fully drive the Yashan Treasure, and she could only use a very small part of the power, it was still very helpful for her Taiyin Fire, so she was not afraid of the Taoists who came to her door and entered the Devil Realm. She just hoped that Mu Xingqiu could survive the disaster safely.

The paper talisman sent by Gao Fuwei sent back the message, "The demons of Sheshen Country are not lining up for battle at all. They...surrounded us."

Yang Qingyin also saw that nearly two thousand demon soldiers were fully armed. On the surface, they walked out of the camp to form a formation, but they did not gather together. Instead, they were scattered everywhere and surrounded the small camp of the Taoists. As long as they turned around, they could form a siege.

"Hey, Luo Yunqiao can't pretend anymore. Have you two decided which side you want to stand on? It's still time to leave. I won't stop you." Yin Buchen shrank his body and mumbled something in his mouth. Gao Fuwei was surprised. "What does Ling Wang mean by this? Don't you believe us?" "I don't need to believe it. When Mu Xingqiu comes out, he can find out the truth with illusion." Yang Qingyin didn't want to pretend to be indifferent and said her doubts directly. "I have a clear conscience and I'm not afraid of being checked." Gao Fuwei said with his neck stiff.

"If I make a mistake, I will apologize to you...Shh, someone is coming." Yang Qingyin held Lao Jun's magic palm in her right hand and a drop of water in her left hand. With the help of the water in the sword washing pool, she could directly use her own blood To cast a spell, just a little is enough, and there is no need to draw blood from Artemisia spp.

Looking at the attire, he is a Wangshan Taoist priest. He is very old, with white hair and chicken skin. His small bun is too heavy, with a long hairpin precariously inserted in it. He is short in stature and slightly hunched, making him look even shorter. He is holding a stick in his right hand. He was walking with a crutch that was half as high as his head, and he was staggering, but his speed was extremely fast. It didn't take long for him to get close and stop more than ten steps outside the restriction.

Eastern sunrise.

The old Taoist priest looked at the restrictions. In other people's eyes, he could see the invisible and colorless spells clearly. He nodded while looking at them like he was appreciating calligraphy and paintings. "Not bad, not bad. A Taoist priest of Xixia can arrange such a restriction. It's very easy." It’s amazing, the magic is superb, and the magical weapons are also very powerful, especially the magical weapons.”

The old Taoist priest's eyes easily penetrated the restriction, staring at the magic palm in Yang Qingyin's right hand, and then quickly turned to her left hand, "It is indeed a good magic weapon."

"Is Zhou Qi so hungry? Even a Taoist priest as old as you is involved." Yang Qingyin knew that the water in the sword-washing pool in her hand was exposed, but she was not afraid. She secretly prepared to cast the spell, and at the same time winked at the others to let them know. Don't let them move.

"It doesn't matter whether you learn the Tao sooner or later. No matter how old you are, you are still a Taoist. Your desire to seek the Tao will not change."

"Seeking enlightenment? Is he possessed by a demon?"

"Haha, it's just an expression. Are you Yang Qingyin from Pangshan?"

"No need to ask, the demon soldiers outside must have told you everything."

"I saw you when you were just a few months old, and you were only this big." The old Taoist priest raised his hand and gestured, "Many Taoist priests made judgments on you at that time. I still remember what I said, 'This little girl She belongs to fire, and she is a raging fire. Although her bones are very good, she may not be able to calm down and practice. When she grows up, if she can combine with a Taoist who belongs to water, she may be able to give birth to a genius."

Yang Qingyin was not Zuo Liuying and could not remember what happened when she was a baby, but the old Taoist priest's narration solved a doubt in her mind, "Oh, it turns out that it's because of your nonsense that the Yang family in Pangshan always wants me to follow Ya A descendant of the Shen family in Shanshan, who are you?"

"My surname is An, and my name is An Xiangxing."

"Never heard of it."

"It's normal. I was originally a Taoist priest from Wangshan Cave. I traveled around the Nine Dao Traditions the year you were born and then lived in seclusion."

"It turned out to be an old bookworm." Yang Qingyin still didn't remember that she had ever heard An Xiangxing's name, but she knew that the Dongfu Department was a department dedicated to preserving Taoist classics. There were not many people there, and Pangshan didn't even have this department.

"Haha, from a little bookworm to an old bookworm, I have survived eight hundred and ninety-three years, and almost all the Xingluo Taoist priests of my age have died."

It is indeed considered a long life for Taoist Xingluo to live to be 900 years old, but Yang Qingyin has no respect for the elderly, and her face turns cold, "At such an old age, why don't you just live in seclusion and hang out with the demonic Taoist priests? They can let you live. longer?"

"Well, I can live for at least another four to five hundred years." An Xiangxing did not deny it. "Well, the older I get, the more afraid I am of death. When I was young, my blood was boiling and I wished that something big would happen so that I could devote myself to it. But now I just want to stay. I don't want the fire to go out, but this is not the reason why I came to you. Let me see the sword-washing water in your hand."

"Sorry, treasures cannot be shown to others easily. Even the orthodox must abide by this rule."

An Xiangxing was not angry. He held the cane with both hands, as if he was exhausted and about to be unable to stand. "We heard that Yashan allowed the water from the sword-washing pool to fall outside. We didn't believe it until Zhou Qi almost lost his life. It was finally proven that this was true.”

An Xiangxing looked up at the sky, as if the person he was talking to had flown up, "They say that Yashan Taoist priests are like businessmen and are famous for their cunning. Why would they allow the treasure to be split into two? You must know that a drop of water also has the power of the entire sword-washing pool. , both have the same root, and both will be harmed and prospered. If this drop of water is destroyed, the sword-washing pond will be finished. "

"Does Yashan believe you and Mu Xingqiu? I can't see it. If the rumors are to be believed, Yashan should hate you two very much. Especially when the Taoist order is about to retire as a whole, the water in the sword-washing pool should not be Separation. There must be fraud in this... Have you and Mu Xingqiu never doubted it? "

An Xiangxing retracted his gaze and looked directly at Yang Qingyin.

"As long as I can defeat you devilish Taoist priests, who cares if it's a scam or not? You are old and afraid of death. We are still young and looking for death everywhere." Yang Qingyin sarcastically said. She and Mu Xingqiu had already had suspicions, but Since he couldn't find any flaws and Zuo Liuying couldn't explain the reason, he let the matter go.

"Then let me help you." An Xiangxing sighed.

Yang Qingyin knew that the battle was about to begin, but to her surprise, the attack came not from An Xiangxing on the opposite side, but from the sky.

The flea let out a low unicorn roar.