Chapter 0881: City of Talismans

Mr. Qin was very interested in improving Mu Xingqiu's strength, because it would also be good for him. Only a strong Mu Xingqiu could block the demons and the Daoist sect for him.

The two paused in a wilderness. The weeds around them were almost as tall as people, and there was no end in sight. There was no need to worry about being discovered. Mu Xingqiu cast a spell to knock down a piece of weeds, forming a rectangular empty space. Mr. Qin took off his shoes and walked a few steps barefoot on it, very satisfied.

"The wild is interesting. Taking a walk occasionally can relax and cultivate one's character. If one lives here all the time, even one's character will disappear little by little, and there is no such thing as 'cultivation'."

Mr. Qin slightly raised his head and took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. He was speechless for a long time. When his interest reached its peak and began to decline, he turned to Mu Xingqiu who was a few steps away and said, "My current strength is too weak to test your inner elixir. You can tell me yourself, and try to be as concise as possible."

Mu Xingqiu has three inner elixirs: the white elixir in the Niwan Palace is close to the inner elixir of the Taoist tradition, but it is not pure enough and has more impurities; the red elixir in the Jiang Palace is quite like a demon elixir, but it is not condensed into a solid entity like an ordinary demon elixir, but it is more virtual than real; the black elixir in the lower dantian is somewhat like a demon seed, but it has a layer of inner elixir shell. Since the three elixirs are not pure enough, they must be added together to compete with the inner elixir of the Taoist tradition.

He cultivated the three elixirs to the state of infusion, Zuo Liuying raised the white elixir to the seventh level of Fu Yuemang, Yi Shijun refined the red elixir to the sixth level of Fu Yuemang, Long Mo was the weakest, and pushed the black elixir to the fifth level of Fu Yuemang. The three elixirs added together were roughly equivalent to the sixth level of Fu Yuemang of the Taoist inner elixir.

"Zuo Liuying said that cultivation should be gradual, and only when you reach the Fu Yuemang state can you absorb enough spiritual energy from the heaven and earth and break through to a higher level, but my situation is special. The white elixir needs to be sharpened by the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, and the red and black elixir are carved with unclean air. The place in Zhibubang is small and the two airs are extremely dense. It is a good place for cultivation, but you can't stay there for a long time."

Zhibubang will eventually be destroyed. Mu, Zuo, Long, and Yi are all strong men. They cast time-delay spells at the same time to gain precious time to escape. If they stay any longer, they will perish with Zhibubang.

There is not such a rich spiritual energy or unclean air in the real world. Hong Xiuhui has accumulated it in the tower for many years, but it is only enough for Mu Xingqiu to practice for a few days, so he doesn't even have the intention to rob it.

The Taoist priest Fu Yuemang who has a pure inner elixir must first choose a place with abundant spiritual energy. Each time he contemplates for a month, the absorption range can even reach a radius of four or five hundred miles. Only by persisting day after day can he break through the realm.

Mu Xingqiu's three elixirs are not pure enough, and he can't absorb enough spiritual energy and unclean air, so he stagnates.

"Zhibubang is a treasure land, and Zuo Liuying is a smart man." Mr. Qin has been hiding in the dark and bright place between the void and the real world. No one can find him, and he can't perceive the situation on both sides, so he needs Mu Xingqiu to tell him.

"Well... it's harder than I expected, but there are ways." Mr. Qin paced back and forth on the straw mat. After five times, he stopped and didn't speak immediately. Instead, he put on his shoes first, "Let's go."

Mu Xingqiu didn't ask anything. Mr. Qin must be considering several methods or perfecting a plan. As a "teacher", he would not discuss teaching methods with students, so it was useless for Mu Xingqiu to ask.

On the way, Mr. Qin didn't talk much. Occasionally, he asked about the details of Mu Xingqiu's practice. As for where to go and how to meet the enemy, he didn't mention it.

Mu Xingqiu hoped to find Yang Qingyin as soon as possible, but the ocean was more vast than the land. He didn't know where Yang Qingyin was at all. He needed to find someone who knew about it. He tried to search the memories of the people on the ground with the mind illusion technique, but it was more troublesome than looking for a needle in a haystack. He couldn't find much useful information at all.

He decided to go to a place first to meet a few old friends who should be met. They must know where Yang Qingyin is.

There was very little information about Yang Qingyin in everyone's memory, but there were many memories about "Huangjing".

It took only ten years for the Holy Talisman Dynasty to build a new imperial capital in the ruins of the old place. This was a miracle created by tens of thousands of talisman masters and hundreds of thousands of workers. The new city was larger and more solid. Every brick and stone of the city wall and most of the buildings in the city were engraved with at least one talisman. A talisman master army maintained it day and night to ensure that the runes would not become invalid.

The new imperial capital was therefore also called the City of Talismans.

Mu Xingqiu sold several common monsters in an unknown big city. Monster bones and monster horns were common materials that talisman masters and monks had to use. The business was booming. Mu Xingqiu's move did not arouse suspicion. He changed his leather armor, put on a short shirt and long pants, and wore a straw hat on his head. He looked no different from an ordinary farmer.

He tried not to use any spells. After entering the spell protection zone of the Imperial Capital, he even stopped flying. He was so cautious not just to avoid meaningless battles, but to experience the life of a mortal. Power can change a person. He hoped that his change would not be too big, at least not like the demon who forgot his original intention.

The new Imperial Capital is more prosperous. The demon fire more than ten years ago burned too thoroughly, but left no trace. Mixed in the pedestrians coming and going, Mu Xingqiu was even more inconspicuous. He bought a small donkey for Mr. Qin to ride, and he led the reins.

Mr. Qin was easy-going and rarely made requests. Only when he rested or had a meal, he would reveal his extremely picky character. This is not right, that is not right, and he would not nod unless he went to seven or eight inns.

It has been almost half a month, and he still hasn't proposed any plan to improve his inner elixir. It seems that he has forgotten about it. Once he entered a prosperous place, he devoted his ears, eyes, nose and mouth to the way of "appreciation". When he saw a woman who looked a little unworldly on the road, he would grab the reins and drive the donkey to follow until he could distinguish the unique fragrance of the woman from the many vulgar things.

Mr. Qin has an amazing nose, which is far beyond his magic power.

Xinhuangjing is wary of all those who can use magic. The walls of the city gate tower are engraved with dense talismans, and there are a large number of paper talismans flying and circling nearby, which can keenly detect the existence of various spells.

Mu Xingqiu's strength is much higher than that of the talisman master, and he can easily avoid the surveillance of groups of talismans. Mr. Qin is more troublesome. He never regards cultivation as his top priority. He just automatically recovers some magic power over time. At most, it is only equivalent to the sixth or seventh level of swallowing smoke. The only magic that Mu Xingqiu casts is to cover up Mr. Qin's specialness.

The two entered the city smoothly without being suspected. The talisman masters guarding the city paid more attention to the sky rather than the ground.

Not long after entering the city, Mr. Qin was led away by his nose. It was midsummer, and the streets were crowded with people. The air was full of dust and sweat. However, Mr. Qin smelled a unique fresh flower fragrance in this swamp of smells. He moved his nostrils involuntarily, inhaled a little more air, nodded slightly, snatched the reins from Mu Xingqiu, and urged the donkey to follow the scent and chase people, even if he bumped into pedestrians.

Mu Xingqiu could only shake his head helplessly, followed closely behind, and apologized to the pedestrians who were bumped. Fortunately, Mr. Qin had a sense of taste. As long as he could see the back of the person from a distance, he would be satisfied and never stepped out of line.

Mr. Qin has his own reason for this: "Only a glimpse can leave a lasting impression. I have described her voice, appearance and smile. If you really want to see her carefully, you will be greatly disappointed."

Mu Xingqiu has no time to pay attention to such things. He is also watching, listening and smelling. His purpose is completely different from Mr. Qin. Most of the residents in the city are ordinary humans. The demons have almost no effect on them. This is a huge desert. The demons are disdainful and it is difficult for them to gain a foothold.

What surprised Mu Xingqiu was the talisman masters that can be seen everywhere. There are many strong ones among them. Many of them have also learned natural magic. They are not weaker than the monks of Hong Xiuhui. However, they are not all possessed by demons. At least 30% of the talisman masters are still in the same state of mind as normal people.

The strangest thing is that the possessed and the non-possessed are at peace. Both sides seem to have not noticed the difference between each other. This situation does not exist in other towns. Almost all the talisman masters in those places are possessed by demons. Only the lowest-level talisman masters are partially spared.

This situation could not be accidental. Perhaps someone in the Imperial Capital City noticed the magic of the demon species, so they took some protective measures to block the offensive of the demon invasion. For some reason, the demon species did not attack these non-demons.

Mu Xingqiu had a little more hope in his heart.

Mr. Qin's tracking this time was longer than usual. The unique fragrance was intermittent, but never interrupted, attracting him through the streets and alleys. There were many beautiful backs, but none of them was the owner of this fragrance. Mr. Qin was not disappointed, but his interest gradually increased. From time to time, he raised his arms and waved his slender palms under his nose or fanned them outward twice to separate the fragrance from other vulgar smells.

Mr. Qin looked majestic and serious, but at this time he looked a little crazy, which attracted the attention of passers-by. Mu Xingqiu did not care about this. He was worried that Mr. Qin would accidentally cast a spell and attract the attention of the talisman.

But Mr. Qin was not used to magic. He pursued tirelessly, relying entirely on his senses, without using any magic. He forgot about magic and Mu Xingqiu.

Finally, in a secluded alley, Mr. Qin stopped. The main road behind him was crowded with people, but there was no one here, and clumps of weeds grew at the base of the wall.

"Did you see it?" Mr. Qin asked.

"Hmm?" Mu Xingqiu never participated in Mr. Qin's game and did not see the owner of the fragrance.

"Looks familiar, it's strange, I should have never seen her." Mr. Qin knew the past and the present, and walked in the dark and the bright, but at this time he showed a confused look.

Mu Xingqiu immediately alerted and cast a very slight illusion, which spread around. Soon, the illusion met another exactly the same illusion.

Mu Xingqiu knew who this was, but he was just wondering why she appeared here at this time.

The unique cheerful voice of the Dragon Demon sounded in Mu Xingqiu's mind: "The Mirror of Observation is still monitoring me, don't go any further."

"Aren't you going to find the flaws of the Demon Cave?" Mu Xingqiu also answered with an illusion.

"I tried it, but it didn't work. Unless I find the Taoist magic weapon of the Demon Cave, I can't do anything now, so I came to the Imperial Capital to help you with some trivial matters. I guessed that you would come here and you can't cast spells, so I have been waiting at the city gate these days."

"What happened?"

"It should be said that this happened a long time ago. If we don't help, I'm afraid that Xin Youtao and Queen Xun will be in danger of their lives."