In the beginning, it was an ordinary night.

Mu Xingqiu wrote a talisman for a few hours and decided to rest for a while, in fact, he rarely used to write, more often used to face the wall in a daze, or press the tower body in a circle, it is not difficult to write talismans, the key is how to arrange the troops, how to cooperate seamlessly. He will face enemies much stronger than himself, and the thirty-three thousand runes must be sent out as a spell in an instant to have a chance of victory.

That's exactly what he's been thinking about: which talismans can bless each other, which ones weaken each other, and which combinations can make subtle changes?

Whenever the direction of thinking walked into a dead end, Mu Xingqiu had to rest for a while, empty his thoughts, and wait for a certain thought to pop up.

It was nearly midnight, he was standing on the top floor of the Patriarch Tower, and he had just rested for less than a quarter of an hour, and the night gradually became peculiar.

The first to arrive was a breeze, carrying a gentle and polite spell, and instead of rushing directly, it hovered over the city walls, waiting for the master's reaction.

Mu Xingqiu knew whose spell it was, so he summoned the sword washing pool, placed it on the windowsill, touched the edge of the basin with his left hand, and invited the visitors with the technique of talismans.

The breeze flew slowly and swirled outside the tower as a sign of salute, and the water in the sword-washing pool swayed slightly in response.

It was not the first time that Qin Lingshuang had visited Mu Xingqiu in a fugue way, but it was the same as the first time, reserved and cordial, as if there had been a gentleman's friendship between them that had lasted for many years.

"Stumped by the talisman again?" Breeze asked.

"yes. "The water wave replied.

The two of them spent most of their time exchanging spell issues and rarely talking about other things, and this time was no exception.

"Why does it have to be thirty-three thousand talismans?"

"That's the limit of how many I can control, and with more, I won't be able to combine them into one spell. ”

"A few days ago, you were struggling with which talisman could be the boss, and what about today?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I can only put it down first, and today I encountered a new problem: the ancestor tower contains a large number of spells injected by Taoist priests in the past, they are entangled, like a forest, and there are some worldly masters hidden in the forest, and Kun Chao has also injected his spells. I've removed some, but there are still three or five left, and they're hiding in the forest, trying to persuade the worldly masters to destroy my talisman array. ”

The breeze trembled, and he seemed to laugh, Mu Xingqiu had forgotten most of the cultivation methods, and could only tell his feelings about the Patriarch Pagoda in a figurative way, Qin Lingshuang found it very interesting.

"I see, you want to declare war on Kunjun's spells. On the contrary, if you wait any longer, you may wait for the attack of the 'worldly masters', and you will have no chance of winning. ”

"That's right. The Dao Supreme Treasure is really vast and profound, the lowest realm Taoist priests can use it to cast spells, and the highest realm Taoist priests cannot exhaust their full potential. The water waves are obvious, that is Mu Xingqiu's emotion. He can use the Patriarch Pagoda as a pen and paper to write extremely powerful talismans. But this only used part of the power of the Patriarch Tower, and he was at most a woodcutter, walking into the Spell Forest and doing his best to chop some firewood to survive.

Not even Kun Chao, who injected spells into each of the treasures in an attempt to control the forest within. But he only succeeded in erecting a boundary monument, claiming that the forest belonged to him, and then leaving a few forest guards. Kun Chao added his mark to each of the treasures, and Qin Lingshuang also used metaphors.

A small wave jumped on the water surface of the Sword Washing Pool, and Mu Xingqiu smiled.

"These guards are really stubborn. There are not many guards left in the Patriarch Tower, they have been driven into the forest by me, and the battle for the Sword Washing Pool has just begun, how is your progress?"

"Similar to you, most of the Kun Chao spells in the Great Mirror have been removed, and only one is hidden, and I am looking for its whereabouts. I haven't had time to do anything about the instantaneous table and the furnace that doesn't go out. ”

"It's really strange, why would Kun Chao send out the treasure that he didn't have full control?" Mu Xingqiu had been puzzled by this for a long time.

"Don't bother, if Kun Chao can be guessed, he is not a Dao Patriarch, we can only do our own thing, no matter how much we think, it's useless. ”

The breeze drifted closer, bringing a hint of fragrance, and three waves jumped on the surface of the sword washing pool.

iQue is a form of mutual trust, and it is difficult for both parties to hide their thoughts, and when they move, they will manifest themselves in various ways, without the need for words.

Mu Xingqiu sensed his heartbeat, and quickly rubbed his fingers on the edge of the sword washing pool a few times, and the water surface returned to calm, leaving only polite ripples rippling in circles.

Breeze said, "I thought of a way to get rid of those pesky guards quickly." ”

"Great. ”

"In your Patriarch Tower and my Great Bright Mirror, the guards of Kun Chao are hiding in the deep forest, it is very difficult to find, and it is possible to offend the 'masters of the world' in the forest, I am thinking that I may be able to lure the guards out. ”

"How to lead?" Mu Xingqiu also thought of this method, and even tried a few times, but it was unsuccessful, the spell left by Kun Chao was very cunning, and he would not be hooked easily.

"Is the 100,000 Holy Rune Army okay?" Breeze changed the subject.

"I have created a rudimentary world in the Ancestor Tower, and I should be able to keep their bodies and souls alive for a year, unless I am defeated by Kunjun's spells. ”

Mu Xingqiu had just gained a foothold in the Patriarch Tower, if Kun Zhen's "guards" could really persuade the "worldly masters" to launch an attack, the rune array would be crushed, and the hidden world would disappear in an instant, and none of the nearly 100,000 holy rune troops would survive, not even a single hair would remain.

"Use them to cast a spell. ”

"They're living souls!" the water undulated, looking shocked.

Mu Xingqiu had forgotten most of the methods, but he still knew some of the most basic rules, such as never using the soul to cast spells, he studied the body and soul at the same time, and he was about to cross the line.

"But these spirits are different, they believe that they are dead, waiting to enter the afterlife promised by the Emperor, and if they do not change, they will be even more damaged. ”

In the world created by Mu Xingqiu, the body does not move, the soul is bound in darkness, and the activity of thoughts is minimized. But he will not forget why he "died".

"What spell to cast?" Mu Xingqiu thought seriously for a while, thinking that maybe it might work.

"Let the spirits come to my mirror, and I will show them a new world, tell them that it is the future, and then teach them a little bit of the means of saving so that their lives will not be too monotonous. By the way, start a demonstration against Kunji's spells. If all goes well, you might be able to lure the guards out. ”

Qin Lingshuang is the best at getting along with souls, Mu Xingqiu knows, he believes in her, he doesn't ask for details, and only says "good".

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand and dipped it in the sword washing pool, but he didn't bring out a drop of water, but the mana in his fingers increased a lot.

He wrote a few talismans on the Patriarch Pagoda and carefully sent out 100,000 souls. Not far away, Qin Lingshuang's several spells came up to meet this strange invisible army.

For a while, the sky above Broken Flow City was filled with spells, and for the cultivators who were watching, a soul was no different from a faint spell.

The souls entered the Great Bright Mirror in the west of the city one after another, and the breeze that stayed near the Patriarch Tower said: "The soul can't be away from the body for too long, we have about half an hour to use, let's patrol the neighborhood first." so as not to be disturbed. ”

Seven drops of water jumped out of the sword washing pool and flew in different directions. Suddenly gathered and divided, and it didn't take long for the spells to be sent out, enveloping the entire Broken Flow City and the area within ten miles outside the city.

The breeze disappeared, and seven fires flew out of the Great Mirror of Light, which were dimmer than the starlight reflected by the ice, and they were also flickering, and the spells emitted were even more extensive. They are the flames of the sun that come out of the furnace that never goes out.

Qin Lingshuang was able to cast other spells while controlling his soul. Mu Xingqiu was not surprised by this at all.

There were no other spells in the city, not even more living creatures, Yin Bushen and the monkeys didn't know where to go, and only Mu Lie was left alone, who was sleeping soundly at this time. Breeze, droplets, firelight...... Nothing bothered him, and in his dreams, he was still wielding a knife and practicing hard.

Seven fires met seven drops of water, I don't know who started first, maybe it was a heart, or it could be an accident, both sides avoided in the same direction, and as a result, they collided together and passed through each other.

The water surface of the sword washing pool jumped into the waves, and Mu Xingqiu seemed to have walked directly from the cold winter to the early summer, his whole body was hot, his pores were dilated, and a layer of fine sweat appeared.

The firelight was not as reserved as the breeze, and instead of apologizing or continuing its rounds, it was scattered around the droplets, flickering and dimming, as if to make a mockery.

The water droplets rushed up, wanting to avenge the collision.

Seven flames spread out and flew in all directions, and the water droplets did not give an inch, chasing after them.

Previously, no matter how many firelight and water droplets there were, it was a spell, but now it became seven different spells, and although it was just a simple chase game, both of them used the most top-notch and deepest spells.

Mu Xingqiu faintly felt that this was not good, but it was difficult for him to hide the thoughts in his heart during the fugue process, and it was especially difficult when he was multitasking.

He has to admit that he likes the way he feels right now.

The real world, the world in the treasure world, seemed distant and unimportant at the moment, and this area above Broken Flow City was the whole world.

A few drops of water caught up with the firelight, making Qin Lingshuang's whole body cold, so the firelight chased the water droplets again.

Mu Xingqiu's competitive heart was aroused, and another drop of water flew out of the sword washing pool, and Qin Lingshuang immediately joined a ball of firelight.

Mu Xingqiu must leave a heart to prepare for the return of the soul, and Qin Lingshuang has to control the soul, the extra eight spells are already the limit, and they belong to the ninth layer of the Mind Illusion Technique.

The chase is more intense, and sometimes it shows a bit of intimacy, and there is no winner or loser, like a snowball thrown at each other.

Mu Xingqiu unconsciously smiled at the corners of his mouth, his mood was as fluctuating as the Sword Washing Pool, he wanted to see Qin Lingshuang's current appearance, the image of the girl who covered her mouth and smiled, was extremely clear in his mind.

He suddenly felt that he could still cast the tenth spell, and quietly glanced at her in the Great Mirror.

Thinking of doing so, the tenth drop of water flew to the west of the city against the ground.

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