There was no temptation, Mu Xingqiu knew very well how strong his enemy was, he had to do his best from the beginning, there was only one chance, and what he had to bet on was the life and death of four people.

Pangshan Grandmaster Yang Yannian predicted the "future", it was more intimidating than a powerful spell, and those who believed in it would think that it was an inescapable fate, and Mu Xingqiu only regarded it as nonsense, because he didn't remember any of the grandmasters. In the past two years, he has heard some Taoist legends and knows the names of the grandmasters, but his ears are false, and his more direct feelings come from Zhao Chuye and other Taoist priests, those people have no resemblance to the legendary Taoist priests, and they struggle for survival like mortals, but they have more power, and the splash when they struggle is more obvious.

For Mu Xingqiu, Yang Yannian's prophecy is no different from the nonsense of a street fortune teller.

Breaking the formation talisman, Mu Xingqiu wrote the first talisman on his son.

More than 100,000 years ago, when the Dao system fought with the demons, in the face of the tenacious defense of the demons, the formation breaking charm was one of the offensive talismans commonly used by the Taoists, the demons were defeated, and the Dao system was dominant, and the Taoists continued to improve the art of the talisman, but there was not much use, and the last time it was used was to fight with the Nian Xin Branch. In the tens of thousands of years after that, the Dao Talisman was hidden, and although Zhao Chuye regained the secret technique through revelation, he rarely used it, and in his bones he still only trusted the Five Elements Spell.

It was in Mu Xingqiu's hands that the formation breaking talisman was able to see the light of day again, but it was unrecognizable compared to the beginning.

Tens of thousands of years ago, no Taoist priest of the Fu Ke Ke could use the Patriarch Pagoda as a pen and the body of two immortal souls as paper, in comparison, Mu Xingqiu's blood and ink were the most ordinary.

Mu Dong'er has not only demon souls and divine souls in his body, but also the powerful spells left by Kun Zhen, and the strange fire that he obtained shortly after birth, if he is a piece of paper, every material used to make paper is extremely rare, and these materials do not blend with each other, and they are in the midst of a life-and-death struggle.

Fu Gong is a commander who is ordered in danger. Storming into the chaotic barracks, with a talisman in one hand and a sword in the other, he issued orders that could not be disobeyed to several generals who did not agree with each other. One of the most tempered generals is Kun Chao's spell, which would not accept the control of any talisman in normal times, but under the pressure of the two immortal souls, it can only succumb.

Mu Dong'er's left body was cold, her eyes were shining with red light, and her right body was hot. What shot out of his eyes was white light, and the target of the two beams of light was not a Taoist priest, but a furnace that was not extinguished dozens of steps away.

The three grandmasters and dozens of Taoist priests cast spells at the same time, and they laid out a magic circle, and many spells merged in the air, forming a fist-sized ball of light, almost completely transparent, and only showed a trace when moving, and even then only Tianmu could detect it.

The ball of light is suspended in the air. In the middle, there is a slightly brighter area the size of a pigeon's egg, which looks like an eye hidden underwater, and it turns to look at the target. "Hitomi" brightened. This is its attack, faster than the two beams of light shot from Mu Dong'er's left and right eyes.

Mu Xingqiu snorted and took a step back, his lower dantian was hit. That power was invisible, shooting directly into the lower dantian like an arrow, knocking the first inner pill out of a crack.

The "pupils" of the ball of light flashed three times in a row. Jiang Gong and Mud Pill Palace were hit one after another, Mu Xingqiu retreated step by step, and with every step back, an inner pill cracked.

For more than two years, although his three Inner Dans have been lazy and rotated very slowly, they are still intact after all, and they are gradually recovering, and the mana provided is not much, but it is very important to Mu Xingqiu.

The three pills cracked and stopped spinning, Mu Xingqiu immediately felt dizzy and weak, writing talismans required full attention, but his consciousness was dissipating, his flesh and blood lacked that little bit of mana, and he was not as strong as usual, and he couldn't be a first-class talisman ink.

Mu Dong'er's two beams of light had already shot out, and Mu Xingqiu stared at them, hoping to produce a little effect, which was all his hope.

The attack of the ball of light and Mu Xingqiu's retreat were completed in an instant, and at the same moment, the red and white lights hit the furnace that did not go out, making a sizzling sound, the furnace body did not change, and the fire inside was even more immovable, as if frozen.

The Taoist priests did not stop these two rays of light, they believed that the furnace could withstand it, and as long as the person who wrote the talisman and the sacrificial talisman died, the light would naturally disappear.

But Mu Xingqiu didn't die, he suffered a heavy blow, if he was replaced by any Taoist priest, he would collapse if he didn't die, he just took three steps back, his body staggered, he didn't fall, and he didn't die.

Neidan is very important to him, but not as important as other Taoist priests, he is like a person who has been sick for a long time, and no matter how much illness he has, he will not die on this.

"This kid is really ......," Grandmaster Dai Jin couldn't think of a particularly suitable description.

"Although life is still death, leave him alive and use it to supervise the furnace, the fire of Taiyin is always not strong enough, when will the alchemy be successful?" Yang Yannian still wanted to continue his plan.

The fire of Taiyin needs mana to urge, but if the furnace is not extinguished, it will destroy the body, the three grandmasters can withstand it, but no one wants to be injured for it, so they have to sacrifice a Taoist priest every once in a while, Yang Yannian feels that Mu Xingqiu may be able to solve this problem.

"Sandan has been destroyed, he has no mana, what's the use of having an empty body?" Dai Zhen frowned slightly, "Why don't these two beams of light stop?"

"This is the art of the talisman, and it can maintain itself for a while after the talisman, which is not the same as our five-element spell. Yang Yannian was not surprised.

"Don't be careless, get ready to get rid of the demon spirit. Xiang Haisheng's eyes kept staring at Mu Dong'er.

The reason why the three grandmasters temporarily stopped after defeating Mu Xingqiu was because they had differences in this matter.

Yang Yannian lost his hand once, bowed his head and said nothing, but he didn't mean to cooperate with the spell, Dai Zhen said: "What about the divine soul?

"Two grandmasters, let's destroy the demon soul on the order of the ancestor, we haven't achieved great success, our status is unstable, do we still have the leisure to fight for this?" Xiang Haisheng was a little stern.

Dai Zhen pondered for a while, and said unconvinced: "Sect Master Xiang, you still haven't said what to do with the divine soul. ”

"Naturally, it is collected in the Dharma vessel and handed over to the ancestor to deal with. Xiang Haisheng summoned several soul-detaining vessels, "There are many dreams at night, you work hard, everything we have is given by the ancestor, he doesn't approve it, and even our lives don't belong to us, let alone a divine soul." ”

No one dared to say anything more, the Taoist priests cast spells together again, and the "pupils" of the ball of light in mid-air blinked twice, once attacking Mu Dong'er's Neidan and once attacking the demon soul.

Mu Dong'er sat in his father's arms, his face was outward, his two eyes were shining at the furnace, he was already in a coma, as Mu Xingqiu shook together, he was motionless, and after the ball of light blinked, he was still like this.

The Taoist priests were silent for a while, ordinary Taoist priests did not dare to squeak, and among the grandmasters, Dai Zhen first couldn't hold his breath, "Grandmaster Xiang, what are you waiting for? ”

"Wait, you must first confirm that the demon soul is dead, please ask the two grandmasters to cast a spell, if Mu Dong'er spits out pure Dao fire, the demon soul is dead, if it spits out the fusion fire, the demon soul is still there. "Xiang Haisheng's Great Bright Mirror is placed in the furnace that is not extinguished, so he has to cast spells on the other two.

Yang Yannian and Dai Zhen glanced at each other and did not immediately obey the order.

"The talisman is still in progress, let's wait for it to end. Yang Yannian said that he had suffered losses, so he was more cautious, and Mu Xingqiu stood there for a long time, which made him dare not be careless.

Xiang Haisheng's eyes drooped slightly, "It's okay, let me take out the big bright mirror and cast the spell myself." ”

Yang Yannian pretended not to hear, but Dai Zhen was a little panicked, not wanting to be sued by Xiang Haisheng in front of the ancestor in the future, so he took a step forward with the sword washing pool, "Okay, I'll come, the three grandmasters who serve the sun, are you still afraid of this pair of father and son?"

The sword washing pool was erected, and the water inside did not move, and the scene reflected was clearer than the large light mirror.

Mu Dong'er's appearance appeared on the water, there was no light in his eyes, and after a while, he actually blinked.

Dai Zhen was taken aback, "What's the matter? He doesn't have Neidan, how can he still cast spells?"

Ordinary Taoist priests couldn't see anything special about Mu Dong'er's blinking, but the three grandmasters could see it clearly, and there were spells in his eyes, which was by no means a continuation of the old talisman, but a new formation breaking talisman.

Yang Yannian couldn't watch anymore, and immediately cast a spell with the Demon Suppression Bell, and when the bell rang three times, his face changed, "It's not Mu Dong'er, it's Mu Xingqiu!"

Mu Xingqiu staggered, it seemed that he would fall down at any time, the patriarch tower in his hand did not move, the three dans were cracked, and he could no longer provide a little mana, his mind was a mess, and he couldn't even think about the details of the talisman, his eyes were blurred, and his ears were hazy, but he was still writing talismans, the rune paper was Mu Dong'er, the rune pen was the ancestor tower, and the rune ink was his own blood plus the mana in the ancestor tower.

The Patriarch Tower was providing him with mana, and the spells left in it by Kun Zhen had been removed, and the entire spell forest was open to Mu Xingqiu, and the runes they composed of were more powerful than the blood of the Taoist.

The writable character still needs to be pondered, Mu Xingqiu's mind is chaotic, but his sensibility is more acute than ever, the breaking array is in his mind, there is no need to think about it at all, just like those old painters who only paint a horse and a flower in their lives, the picture is already firmly imprinted in their minds, and in the face of real objects, they can't copy the painting.

At this time, the formation breaking talisman was not a text, but a ball of light and a shadow, which really existed in his mind, and no matter how chaotic his thoughts were, it would not affect its existence.

He didn't need to move the Patriarch Tower, the mana in the tower automatically flowed out, wrote a talisman in Mu Dong'er's body, and then shot it out from his eyes.

A little spiritual light flashed in the deepest part of his mind, and Mu Xingqiu vaguely understood something, but he couldn't think about it yet.

"How could a person who has been destroyed by Neidan write the Dao Unified Talisman?" Dai Zhen was not only surprised, but also angry, the water pattern of the sword washing pool in his hand fluctuated, and nine spells were sent out in an instant.

As soon as the Nine Spells left the magic weapon, they deviated from the direction and flew towards the furnace, crashing into the furnace and disappearing silently.

"Don't move. Xiang Haisheng finally understood what the problem was, his figure flashed to the front of the furnace, and when he looked inside, he saw that in the bright mirror, the detained woman was holding the magic trick with both hands and posing for casting the spell.

It turns out that she is the root of everything.

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