Chapter 0733: A Lonely Man on a Lonely Island

Yang Qingyin's pregnancy became increasingly obvious, and her anxiety increased. She was no longer worried about one person, but two people.

She hadn't felt Mu Xingqiu's emotions for a long time, and the reason was unknown, but she didn't give up. She still insisted on taking turns to practice boxing with Baldy every day. There was also a baby in her belly. Yang Qingyin was becoming suspicious, always thinking that one day Pangshan would come to snatch her flesh and blood.

Yang's mother happened to come to the island to visit at this time, and soon noticed her daughter's indifference.

Baldy practiced boxing on the top of the bell while looking at the sea battle in the south. He was not enthusiastic about any Taoist priests.

Yang's mother brought a lot of items, and after placing them, she called Yang Qingyin to the tent. The tent was large and comfortable, but Yang Qingyin rarely lived here.

"There are still more than two months." Mother Yang stared into her daughter's eyes, feeling sympathy and love for her, but also a little disappointed. Their fates were the same, unable to escape the identity of a mother, "You should rest more."

"Yes."

"The demon chaos in the south is getting worse and worse. You have to be careful. The Taoist sect will not intervene. The hundreds of soldiers of the Holy Symbol Dynasty may not be able to stop it."

"Yes." Yang Qingyin thought of the Demon Slaying Association, but did not ask anything.

"If the demons attack the island, don't try to be brave, just leave it to the Demon Suppression Bell."

Yang Qingyin couldn't help it and asked, "Mother, tell me the truth, what is in the Demon Suppression Bell?"

Mother Yang was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but I think the ancestor must have blessed the bell with a powerful self-protection spell. The Demon Suppression Bell is the treasure of Wangshan, and it will not be left here without protection..."

"That's not what I meant. What did the Demon Suppression Bell do to me?"

Mother Yang looked suspicious, "To you?"

Yang Qingyin decided to be frank. She had been thinking about these words for a long time and must be able to ask clearly, "The Demon Suppression Bell has an increasingly obvious impact on the fetus. I can feel it. The ancestor said that the Demon Suppression Bell is used to help Mu Xingqiu, but it is actually aimed at the fetus, right?"

Mother Yang remained silent, and after a while she said, "I'm just a Taoist priest of Pangshan.

"But you are not ignorant."

Mother Yang was silent again.

"Mother, I have a guess. "Yang Qingyin continued, "If my child is born with a Taoist root, or even condensed into an inner elixir before birth like Zuo Liuying, will Pang Shan take him away?"

"Daughter, you have someone in your heart, I will not persuade you to turn back, but do you really want to leave the baby in this chaotic world?" Yang's mother did not answer directly, and her face showed the grief that could not be suppressed, "The situation is worse than expected. More and more demons openly surrender to the magic Taoist priests of Wangshan, and even humans are wavering. The world is getting more and more dangerous. Even Taoist priests can't walk alone, let alone a baby?"

"So my guess is correct?" Yang Qingyin held on to this question.

"I don't know." Yang's mother sighed, "I don't know. There are some prophecies about your child in the Taoist tradition, but the child's father... I have no way of knowing how much the Taoist tradition values ​​this child. I just think that no matter whether the child has an inner elixir when he is born, he should be with Pang Shan. You are the same. Even if Mu Xingqiu stands here, he will persuade you to go back to Pang Shan. He will not blame you. "

Yang Qingyin smiled. Just like it was difficult for a high-level Taoist priest to explain some things to a low-level Taoist priest, she, who was in the emotional tribulation, had no way to explain her feelings to her mother who had already passed the tribulation: Mu Xingqiu would not blame her for anything she did, but that was not what she cared about at all. She just had to stay here.

"Thank you, mother."

Mother Yang sighed again. She had expected her daughter's stubbornness, but she still felt it was hard to let go. "Don't do stupid things, let everything go with the flow, and don't do anything to the fetus, it will bring unpredictable dangers. "

"How could I do such a thing? "Yang Qingyin smiled. Only the Taoist priests who swallowed the smoke would have such worries. The ancestor Fang Xunmo, who was in the realm of the Moonlight, would never have such doubts.

Mother Yang said goodbye, leaving with deep worries.

Yang Qingyin seemed to be worried all day long. She often lost her mind when practicing boxing. She became more and more convinced that her guess was correct. The Taoist sect was waiting for the birth of a baby genius. As long as her child had the inner elixir, she must retire with Pangshan. As a mother, she would never let her child spit out the elixir.

Everything was calculated by the ancestor. The Taoist priests were ruthless and abandoned desires. It was not that they did not understand love, but that they regarded the seven emotions and six desires as moves that could be disassembled. When the ancestor used the first move, he had already anticipated the series of changes that followed. He only needed to wait and see.

Yang Qingyin was a disciple of the Taoist sect. He had no intention of thinking that the high-level Taoist priests were too sinister, but their behavior was indeed a bit secretive in the eyes of ordinary people. High-level Taoist priests rarely spoke their true thoughts, and what they wanted would always be delivered to their door.

"Baldy, I want to ask you for something."

"No problem. "The bald man flew over.

"Go see Zuo Liuying and ask me something."

"He is far away from here. It takes one or two months to go back and forth... I am not afraid of the distance or tiredness, but I am afraid that you will be left alone on the island without anyone to take care of you."

"I can handle it myself. It is very important to see Zuo Liuying. I can only trust you."

The bald man was embarrassed and flew twice in the air. "Okay, I will go see Zuo Liuying. What do you want to ask?"

Yang Qingyin was speechless. "Give him your memories of the island, and then ask him what I should do."

Yang Qingyin believed that Zuo Liuying could understand all this. If not, he could not provide any advice.

"It's easy to do this. Okay, I'll set off now and try to come back as soon as possible. Mom, you must be careful."

Yang Qingyin smiled and said: "Don't worry. Go find Ouyang Hao and ask him to take you there..."

Bald Man has already flown away, heading south along the water, like a strange fish.

"Don't fight, stay away if you encounter monsters!" Yang Qingyin warned loudly, suddenly starting to worry about Bald Man's safety again.

The bald man responded with a whistle and soon disappeared.

Yang Qingyin continued to practice boxing near the Demon Suppressing Bell. She had a premonition that she might never feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions again, but she had to keep practicing boxing because only in this way could the fetus in her belly be willing to calm down. .

Time passed day by day, but there was still no news from Mu Xingqiu, and Bald Man did not come back. Half a month later, the emperor's grandson Fu Ci and several talisman masters came to visit.

They regarded the island as a mansion and stopped on the sea dozens of steps away without landing. This was the first time Fu Ci met Yang Qingyin. Without being too polite, he said directly: "I'm sorry, Taoist Yang. We must retreat. There are more and more demon soldiers, and the two human vassal states in the southwest are preparing to betray the Holy Talisman Dynasty and join the Sacrifice Kingdom. If we continue to stay here, our retreat will be cut off. "

"Please come back. Thank you very much for your hard work in the past few months to ensure the tranquility of the island. Please express my gratitude to Princess Xijieguo, Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao on my behalf. It is a pity that I cannot go to the imperial capital in person."

Fu Ci bowed slightly, "The devil has not emerged yet, but the war is already raging. The Holy Fu Dynasty will never give up. I hope to fight side by side with Taoist Yang in the future."

Yang Qingyin bowed to Taoism and said, "There will come a day when the Holy Talisman Dynasty will never fight alone."

Fu Ci led all the talisman masters away, leaving only Liu Ding. He bowed deeply to Yang Qingyin, but said nothing and turned around to chase his companions.

The army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty withdrew that night, leaving behind many talisman restrictions and traps. The next day, the demon tribe launched a tentative attack. On the third day, there was no obstruction between the demon tribe and the island.

Yang Qingyin didn't care about these things, she still practiced boxing on time and practiced meditation on time every day.

The monsters from the south were slowly approaching. On the fifth day, Yang Qingyin could see the dense crowds of monsters on the sea without using her third eye. There were at least two thousand of them, belonging to different tribes. They probably absorbed the power of Luo Yunqiao, the general of Sheshen Country. Lesson learned, no one dares to rush to the front.

Yang Qingyin took less rest from then on, and even if she wanted to, she would sit near the Demon Suppressing Bell.

Around three o'clock in the night, the demon clan launched an attack. Dozens of demons came from the air and from the bottom of the sea. They were brightly colored and fierce. This was not a sneak attack, but a formal declaration of war.

Yang Qingyin pressed her left hand on the bell and cast a spell with her right hand, forming a long wall of fire on the edge of the island.

Generally speaking, the stronger the magic weapon, the higher the requirements for the caster. Just like those heavy weapons, only those with strong strength can swing them. The Demon-Suppressing Bell is the most precious treasure of the Taoism, and Taoist priests from Dianxia are not even qualified to use it, but Yang Qingyin has established a certain connection with this clock, which is due to the help of her ancestor Fang Xunmo and her own efforts.

The wall of fire stretched across the edge of the island, only seven or eight feet high, but all the magic, whether flying from the sky or diving from the bottom of the sea, was attracted when they flew close, and automatically entered the wall of fire to be roasted and transformed into Wisps of green smoke.

The horn sounded, one after another, followed by the roar of the monsters. Yang Qingyin was very familiar with this. She wondered if any monsters she knew were participating in this battle.

More sorcery rushed over, like a group of poisonous snakes that didn't know how to survive or die. They struggled in the flames, one after another, and finally suppressed the fire. Some sorcery no longer even attracted, and pounced directly on the target on the island.

Yang Qingyin still pressed the bell with one hand and cast spells with the other. She did not use all her strength. She just used fireballs and fire knives to block the nearby magic, and then took the time to strengthen the fire wall in front of her to prevent it from extinguishing.

The demon clan is approaching, and the ones at the front are the beast demons. They are more resistant to magic and can withstand the burning of the wall of fire better than the magic.

Yang Qingyin was also ready to let the demon clan taste the fire of Taiyin.

At this moment, the fetus in her belly began to move wildly. Yang Qingyin suffered from abdominal pain, and large beads of sweat soon appeared on her forehead. Only by continuing to practice boxing could the pain be stopped.

"You little bastard, are you going to kill us two?" Yang Qingyin wanted to hold on for a while, but the pain was too severe and she was not allowed to practice boxing around the Demon Suppressing Bell.

Practicing boxing and casting spells cannot be done at the same time, and the wall of fire near the island weakens rapidly.