Chapter 0943 The Awakening Wind Lady

Mu Xingqiu guessed part of Zuo Liuying's plan, but he was still confused about the next direction: a few hundred innocent Taoist priests, mostly low-level ones, had no meaning in breaking the Demon Cave. Their only role seemed to be to help Mu Xingqiu deal with Shen Geng.

At the beginning, Shen Geng spent a lot of time in the Demon Cave to recover his thoughts. Because he was the first one, he lacked precedents and naturally lacked confidence. Mu Xingqiu was the second one, so it was easier for him to enter the thoughts because he firmly believed that what Shen Geng could do, he could do too. Shen Hao and others faced many difficulties. Their advantage was that they were in large numbers and were in a desperate situation. They urgently needed instructions and guidance, just like a drowning person trying to grab a life-saving straw.

Mu Xingqiu was this straw. He could still remain calm in the unprotected place, giving everyone great comfort and confidence.

Their disadvantage was that they were too many and faced a variety of problems, each of which needed to be solved.

Before the thoughts, someone asked a few questions, and Mu Xingqiu had to answer them truthfully.

"Can meditation here improve my practice?"

"No."

"Can I leave the Demon Cave?"

"No."

"How long can I last by meditation?"

"It's hard to say."

The obstacles in front of the prisoners are not only faith, but also the seven emotions and six desires that have been provoked by the silent land. Some are very obvious and easy to subdue, while others are like ants crawling on the body. You can't feel them at ordinary times. Once the strongest emotions weaken, these ants will appear. There are huge numbers and they are constantly disturbing the mind.

Except for the gray-white stones and the omnipresent strong light, there is nothing in the unobstructed land. Food, water, air, dust... These are the most common things in the real world. Here, they are all memories, but the corresponding needs have not disappeared. Some people are hungry but can't find any food. Some people always feel full but can't defecate. The more common feeling is suffocation. The more you know that there is no air here, the more you want to take a deep breath.

These emotions are like ants crawling on the body, forming the last obstacle to prevent prisoners from entering the state of meditation.

Mu Xingqiu had to solve these problems one by one, and try to let everyone overcome the interference by themselves. If it didn't work, he would use illusion to push them.

The prisoners finally entered the state of meditation one by one. Mu Xingqiu controlled the illusion with his heart, aroused greater confidence, and passed the confidence to the rest of the people.

More than 200 people finally entered the state of meditation, and Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, this was just an action, and he had no "qi" to exhale.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't enter the state of meditation, so he had to act as a protector for everyone, so he flew far away until he could see Shen Geng and Shen Cangqi. In the unobstructed land, only these two people were the biggest problem. The other prisoners were very honest, immersed in their own grief, and dared not challenge more than 200 people easily.

The two Shens had obviously rested for a while, and now they had accumulated enough strength and fought very fiercely. Shen Geng wanted to prove his strength, and Shen Cangqi was unwilling to be surpassed by a younger generation. Even if he recognized the identity of the other party, he did not show mercy.

They fought as they flew, and the spells they cast would go out of control after not flying far, crashing around everywhere. The prisoners who accidentally encountered the two became the innocent fish in the water, crying and fleeing, and some insisted on staying where they were, their bodies shattered and then restored, adding another kind of pain to their own.

Mu Xingqiu's understanding has increased a little more. In a prison full of lunatics, he really needs normal people like Shen Hao to accompany him, otherwise, he will become more and more crazy sooner or later, and even imagination cannot stop this trend.

The prisoner in front is Feng Ruhui. She sits there and complains to herself as usual. Every time her love is broken, it is as vivid and tragic as the first time. Apart from that, she can't feel anything and turns a blind eye to the approaching battle.

Mu Xingqiu doesn't plan to interfere. The two Shens will soon pass by her. Feng Ruhui will at most suffer a few body splits. For her, this is just an insignificant matter.

But an accident happened. Shen Zangqi was a Taoist priest at the Fu Yue Mang realm after all. When fighting, he was also observing the four directions. He saw Feng Ruhui and noticed her young form.

"Another Taoist priest from Luan Jing Mountain. They are all bad women!" As a master of Yashan, Shen Zangqi certainly knew that most of the rumors about the Lantern and Candle Branch of Luan Jing Mountain were false, but the truth was meaningless to him.

Shen Zangqi was slightly stronger than Shen Geng. He took the initiative and flew towards Feng Ruhui while fighting. "Destiny, destiny, I must know what the destiny is... You are not allowed to turn into an old woman. I don't want to be with an old woman!"

He was one of the few Taoist priests who had never experienced love tribulation. As a result, the strongest impulse aroused when he entered the Demon Cave was "love".

Feng Ruhui changed back and forth between the two forms. He didn't know that danger was waving at him, and he didn't know that he could sink further into the abyss of pain.

Mu Xingqiu had to take action. He was a normal person. Although he knew that the pain in the Demon Cave was limitless, he still couldn't stand the ugly things. Shen Zangqi was becoming more hateful than Shen Geng.

Shen Zangqi was also stronger than Shen Geng. He was thrown out by Mu Xingqiu because his mana was exhausted before. But in the Demon Cave, mana and physical strength recovered as fast as each other. He still had 70% to 80% of his strength left.

"You, it's you again! Mu Xingqiu, why do you always haunt me and ruin my good deeds?" Shen Zangqi threw Shen Geng away and rushed towards Mu Xingqiu.

Shen Geng's target was originally Mu Xingqiu. Once he had freed his hands, he also attacked. In the blink of an eye, he forgot about the battle between himself and Shen Cangqi. They cooperated with each other, and it seemed that they deliberately led the target into the trap.

Mu Xingqiu was caught in a pincer attack, and Feng Ruhui, who was protected by him, knew nothing about it.

"Can't I do whatever I want in the Demon Cave?" Shen Cangqi was filled with grief and anger, and his hatred for Mu Xingqiu deepened.

In the unprotected land, spells are very easy to get out of control and deform. The three of them did not keep a distance like in a normal fight. They were all within thirty steps. The spells rushed around, and no one could avoid them all. Once they were hit, their limbs would be broken and blood and flesh would fly everywhere.

Such a fight scene was extremely tragic. Mu Xingqiu soon discovered a serious problem: every time he was hit, it was not only his body that was damaged, but also his emotions. The calmness he obtained through imagination became more and more fragile. If this continued, he would soon become as crazy as the two Shens.

But he couldn't immediately repel the two powerful enemies. He could only try to lead them away from Feng Ruhui and then find a chance to escape from the battle.

This opportunity never appeared. Shen Zangqi and Shen Geng pressed on step by step, leaving no gap.

Among the three, Shen Geng's madness was the most obvious. He automatically ignored Shen Zangqi's assistance and took all the credit for defeating Mu Xingqiu. He became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and laughed strangely, "How dare a mortal fight against a Taoist disciple? How dare you? I will teach you a lesson, I will kill you!"

Mu Xingqiu could actually hold on for a long time in terms of magic. Although the rupture of his limbs was extremely painful, it did not affect his spellcasting after he got used to it. He was defeated in his state of mind. He was shocked to find that he was less and less willing to escape. Instead, he had a strong fighting spirit and wanted to fight the two Shens to the end to vent his anger and hatred.

He still had a glimmer of clarity left, but he was no longer able to stop at the brink.

At this moment, a strange spell cut in between the three people, forcibly separating them and blocking all the flying spells. This is an invisible barrier, which is very similar to the spell that Mu Xingqiu used to protect Feng Ruhui before.

The three of them fought for a while before they noticed something was wrong. Mu Xingqiu was the first to wake up. He didn't even have time to escape, so he sat down and meditated. Next was Shen Zangqi. He had only been in the Uncovered Land for a short time, and even if his emotions were out of control, they were not to the point where he couldn't extricate himself. He glanced at Mu Xingqiu and followed suit.

Shen Geng was too deep in it. He was still casting spells. Even if the spells bounced back and hit him, he refused to stop. Not long after, he suddenly stopped. Instead of sitting down to meditate, he stood there blankly, as if his soul had left his body and was lost in the space of the Uncovered Land.

Mu Xingqiu was alert and woke up soon. He regained a little calm, and then felt confused. The invisible barrier was still there, blocking the three people in a herringbone shape. It didn't look very powerful, but it could block the attack of Fu Yuemang's spell. The most difficult thing to explain was who cast the spell?

Mu Xingqiu looked around and saw several prisoners wandering in the distance, none of them were casters. He glanced at Shen Geng again, still confused.

A figure staggered over, it was Feng Ruhui.

She remained in the form of an old woman, even with a smile on her face, not like a madman at all.

"You are... Xiaoqiu? You've grown up so much, tsk tsk, where is Fangfang? Are you married? Have you found my old sisters? What is this place? Why can't I recognize it at all..."

Feng Ruhui was nagging, with a kind face. Mu Xingqiu went over and was surprised to recognize that this was not Feng Ruhui, the Taoist priest of Luanjing Mountain, but Grandma Feng of Yelin Town.

Feng Ruhui once withdrew from the Taoist sect and hid in Yelin Town as a hermit. She was called "Grandma Feng" by the people in the town. When Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang escaped, they stayed at her place for one night.

Feng Ruhui stole Fangfang's soul that night.

"You... forgot?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"Forget what?"

"You are a Taoist priest from Luanjing Mountain."

"Luanjing Mountain? Taoist priest?" Feng Ruhui looked confused, then smiled, "Xiaoqiu has grown up and has seen more, but I am just an old woman, how can I understand these things?"

"Was it you who cast the spell just now?"

"Spell? Xiaoqiu, what you say is getting weirder and weirder. I just slept for a while, but when I opened my eyes, I came to this strange place. Am I still dreaming? Alas, I am old and my brain is confused. Where is Fangfang? She is a good girl, you must cherish her..."

A voice came from behind, "It's really interesting, the biggest coincidence is really hidden in Wangshan, Fang Xunmo actually left such a trick."

Mu Xingqiu turned around and saw Shen Geng coming over the barrier. He understood that Kun Dun, who had not appeared for a long time, spoke to him again. This time, like Zuo Liuying, he chose Shen Geng as a puppet.