Chapter 0779 Xiaohao's Awakening

Yang Qingyin's enthusiasm was also aroused. Zuo Liuying, Long Mo and Lan Qizhang would not die for no reason. It was not worth using the technique of breaking the pill to destroy the possessed Shen Jiyi. The strangeness of the three of them could be eliminated. The only person whose actions are connected is Mu Xingqiu.

No wonder Taoism would be suspicious.

Not only Meng Xu, but also the memories of several casual cultivators were evoked in their dreams. However, the Taoist priests did not reveal any more information to them. Are all the Taoist priests also hiding in the Demon Drawing Cave? Why can't they just check the Demon Cave? No one knows.

Yang Qingyin and others only confirmed one thing, Zhibu Bang was indeed imprisoned in the Demon-Batting Cave.

Zuo Liuying rarely fails in what he wants to do. If there is anyone in this world who can save Mu Xingqiu, who else but him?

Yang Qingyin felt that she was going crazy, so she immediately boarded the flying dragon boat and headed to the place where the art of broken pills shined. There was a big pit left there with no vegetation and no birds and beasts. She and hundreds of demon tribesmen searched carefully Checked it again and found nothing. Then they expanded the search area to ten miles, thirty miles, fifty miles, one hundred miles... They cast all the available spells and hexes, but still found nothing.

Yang Qingyin returned to the sea and searched the area around Demon Zhen Island thoroughly, but all in vain.

Five days later, the search was still going on. Yang Qingyin collapsed from exhaustion. She had not yet condensed her inner elixir, and she could not bear the fatigue day and night.

Meng Xu became the spokesperson of the Taoism. He would have a dream every two or three days and receive guidance from a mysterious voice. After waking up, he would lead the demon-invading monks to a new location to search for clues with more effective new spells. This happened several times. After that, she could no longer dream about Zhao Shan.

Daotong obviously feels that the problem has been solved.

Xiaohao did not participate in the search. Apart from eating and sleeping, she spent most of her time sitting opposite Zuo Liuying. Sometimes when she was tired, she would lean on Flea. When others spoke to her, she would not reply, but would occasionally look up and smile.

For a whole month, all the enthusiasm was extinguished: Meng Xu no longer received Taotong's entrustment, Mu Xingqiu was nowhere to be seen, and Zuo Liuying's body was slowly drying up.

Note that the Taoist priests have long been separated from the mortal body. Even if Tudan becomes a casual cultivator again, the physical body will not rot, but will slowly wither, and the flesh and blood will disappear, leaving only the skin and skeleton.

Xiaohao's condition became more and more worrying, and she fell into a state of obsession. Even though the handsome face had turned into a skinny skeleton, she still looked at it with gusto.

This morning, Yang Qingyin got up from the hospital bed and walked out of the tent to find that it was snowing outside. Another winter had arrived. The casual cultivators had all returned to Demon Suppression Island. The flying dragon boat was no longer searching around. No one knew what to do next. What, waiting blankly, like a group of refugees who have encountered a sudden disaster and have no way out.

Bald Man immediately flew over and looked at Yang Qingyin with concern. He had also been looking for traces of Mu Xingqiu day and night, but now he was more concerned about me, "You shouldn't get up, have a good rest, there is nothing outside for you to worry about."

Yang Qingyin tried her best to force out a smile, "I don't have much time to rest, Baldy. Go to the boat and invite Lao Chuang, Sandalwood Lu and Ouyang Hao. I have something to say."

The bald man was not at ease and stared at Yang Qingyin for a while before reluctantly leaving.

Twenty demon-invading casual cultivators gathered together. They were once Taoist priests, and even if they became casual cultivators, they were a unique group of people.

"I'm sorry." Yang Qingyin said sincerely, "I tell myself time and time again to cheer up, but I always give up halfway. I hope everyone will give me another chance, follow me, and fight with me."

The casual cultivators did not speak.

Yang Qingyin looked at the Gan brothers, "I hope that I will be the leader of everyone, because... I am ready."

The two brothers simultaneously performed Taoist rituals on Yang Qingyin, and the other casual cultivators followed suit. Yang Qingyin doesn't even have an inner elixir, but she has a wider influence among humans and monsters. This alone is enough to become the leader, not to mention she has inherited part of Mu Xingqiu's reputation.

Yang Qingyin thought the same way. The position of leader was not only a right, but also her responsibility. Instead of falling ill because of Mu Xingqiu and guarding an isolated island, it would be better to do more meaningful things.

Lao Chuang, Sandalwood Lu and Ouyang Hao are here.

"Tomorrow morning, the flying dragon boat will set off." Yang Qingyin said.

"Where to go?" Lao Chong asked blankly, feeling that there was something different about the Spirit King, but he couldn't explain clearly.

"I'll tell you tomorrow, try to stockpile as many supplies as possible. It may be far away."

"yes."

"Tell me, how has the situation outside been in the past month?"

Yang Qingyin asked a few questions and asked Bald Man to send them away. The demon clan and casual cultivators on the ship had regarded Yang Qingyin as the spiritual king for a long time, and there was no need for her to declare it again.

Then she walked towards Xiao Hao on the other side, where twenty casual cultivators were waiting. They all felt that Yang Qingyin was doing a thankless thing.

Xiao Hao looked very tired, wearing a straw hat and lying on Flea's body, still staring at Zuo Liuying's face, even though this face no longer looked like it used to.

"Taoist priests don't rot, but they dry up very quickly. It's only been a month." Xiao Hao said without raising her head.

Yang Qingyin knelt down next to Xiaohao and brushed the snowflakes off her head and shoulders, "Zuo Liuying is dead."

"Um."

"Hope is a powerful spell that can inspire strength and destroy morale."

A smile appeared on Xiao Hao's face, "I should be the one to say this."

Yang Qingyin also smiled, "It's time to set off. I'm still waiting for you to tell me the destination. From now on, I'm Mu Xingqiu, leading everyone to act, and you're Zuo Liuying, pointing us in the right direction."

Xiao Hao sat up, "In fact, I'm as confused as everyone else, and I can't see the future at all."

"Zuo Liuying can't do that either, otherwise he wouldn't have gradually changed from a Taoist priest to... what he is today, but he can always point out the way, even his death is the same. You know Zuo Liuying better than us, so you have to explain his intentions."

Xiao Hao was silent After a while, "Zuo Liuying left me something."

"What is it?"

Xiao Hao pointed at the skeleton opposite, "His flesh and blood did not disappear, but turned into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This is the gift he gave me. I accepted it, but I haven't absorbed it completely."

Xiao Hao stood up, walked behind the skeleton, put his hands on his head, and said with an unprecedented serious expression: "Zuo Liuying is not dead."

The demon-invading cultivators came over and looked at Xiao Hao with sympathy. The clever and eccentric little girl who never grew up was now so haggard, and even had a bit of vicissitudes of life.

Yang Qingyin and Flea also stood up. She heard some deep meaning from Xiao Hao's words.

"He left his body to me, and his soul entered the Zhibu State." Xiaohao said loudly, not caring at all that others heard her words, "Zuo Liuying's soul will eventually return to the world, and my mission is to protect this body."

Xiaohao took off her straw hat and put it on Zuo Liuying's head. Under the gaze of everyone, the skull shrunk upward into the straw hat without leaving any trace. Xiaohao put the straw hat back on her head. Unlike Zuo Liuying, she raised the brim of the hat high, revealing her whole face and the bright smile on her face.

"The road is dead, and there are roads everywhere. Zuo Liuying has actually chosen a road for us." Xiaohao's voice was very confident. The future was still confusing, but she intuitively felt a direction. Since she was walking in the fog, she couldn't just rely on her eyes.

Everyone looked at Xiaohao in surprise. Her changes were so obvious. The haggardness and vicissitudes were gone, but she didn't recover her former cleverness and weirdness. She was like a ball of fire, suddenly turning from wisps of green smoke to flames soaring into the sky.

"There is no way to make us stronger than the Taoists and the demons in a short period of time. If we want to fight the demons, we must find another way. Zuo Liuying set an example -" Xiaohao pointed at the flea, "It is better to cultivate spirit beasts than to cultivate yourself. Of course, exotic beasts are also OK."

Xiaohao took out the little turtle. Youliao seemed to know that this moment was very special. He raised his small head high, with a bit of kingly aura.

Everyone looked at each other. Qilin and Xuanwu did show their strong strength, but changing from self-cultivation to beast cultivation was really beyond their tolerance.

The bald man had already flown back and shouted, "Zuo Liuying can cultivate Qilin, what are you hesitating about?"

Zuo Liuying's beast cultivation was more like a spontaneous choice when he was desperate. If this was the direction he pointed out, it was indeed strange and dangerous.

"I think it's feasible. Some spirit beasts and exotic beasts are born with divine power. If they practice properly, they will be an extremely powerful force." Yang Qingyin was the first to express his opinion, but he also had doubts, "The key is where to find so many spirit beasts and exotic beasts? Ordinary ones won't work. They must be fleas and Youliao."

"This is where we are going. We will travel all over the world that has not been occupied by the demon forces and find spirit beasts and exotic beasts that are powerful enough." Xiaohao lifted Youliao higher, "First, we have to find the other two black tortoises, Mieshi and Feixiao. Xiaoyouyou will help."

Youliao turned his head and looked at Xiaohao blankly, as if he didn't remember that he had made a similar promise.

The Gan brothers looked at each other, and the elder brother Gan Zhiquan said loudly: "I agree."

The casual cultivators agreed in unison, even Meng Xu was no exception.

"The fire of the Tao will not go out." Yang Qingyin felt that these four words could better represent her mood, "even if it burns in the body of a beast."

"The fire of the Tao will not go out." Everyone echoed in unison, and hope was rekindled. Everyone had a feeling that this time the hope had nothing to do with the Taoism.

Xiaohao stuck Zuo Liuying's bamboo stick into the reef, rose into the air and flew towards the warship not far away, never looking back.

Yang Qingyin was the last one to leave the island. Just as Xiaohao believed that Zuo Liuying was not dead, she also had a belief that she did not mention to anyone.

She believed: Mu Xingqiu was not far away.

(End of this volume)

Volume 17: Demons Dance