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Qingsong Taoist Temple in the west of the city.

"King Yao!!" the viewer knelt down directly in front of a group of little Taoist priests.

If it was only the status of imperial power, this Taoist priest with the ultimate goal of becoming an immortal would not kneel directly.

After all, he is the master of one view.

But it was precisely because he was the master of one view that he knew some secrets, and knew Xia Ji's identity and status in the Daomen.

Although these have not yet been transformed into real status, just like the "prince" is to a country, the "natural Taoist" is almost the same for the Taoist sect.

Moreover, this is still the situation that the true supreme status of the Dao Sect has been vacant for a long time.

Maybe this young and merry King Xiaoyao once had an epiphany, broke away from the red dust, worshiped into the sect, burned incense and visited the road for 20 years, rode a bull out of the mountain gate, and the purple gas came with the east like smoke.

Xia Ji said: "I want the master to help a woman get rid of the curse." ”

The viewer said respectfully: "It's easy to say, but does the prince want to be lively and lively?" or does he really want to get rid of it?"

Xia Ji's eyes lit up: "Is there really someone who will get rid of it?" but I don't know if it's a curse..."

Guan Zhu said: "If the yang god is strong, the yin evil will be eliminated, so getting rid of the curse is like getting rid of the wind and cold, but to get rid of the herbs, some secret methods are needed, so that the patient can draw out the curse in the bottom of his heart in a half-asleep state, and after detecting the root, he will apply medicine again..."

Xia Ji fell into deep thought.

"Does the viewer know how to do this?"

The Taoist priest smiled: "I understand a little." ”

Xia Ji nodded, searched his skill bar, and found a [Evil Dispelling Technique], which is also the tenth layer, it seems that the source of this exercise has been found.

"What level have you reached?"

The Guan Lord showed a proud look: "The path has reached the ninth layer, and there should be no one in the entire royal capital, or even the surrounding areas, who is better at this path than the path." ”

Xia Ji nodded: "Then there is Master Lao." ”

The Lord said, "Don't bother, don't bother." ”

"Then come with me. ”

The Guan Master hurriedly packed up his things and followed Xia Ji out of the Taoist Temple.

...

An hour later.

Under the spring sun.

Wu Xingyun soaked in a tub full of herbs.

The tub is surrounded by a talisman print.

Xia Ji recognized that it was "suing the city god".

The Daomen of this world pay special attention to the original gods.

It is believed that if the original gods cannot see through the limit, they will sink into people, animals, spiritual objects (such as stones and plants, etc.), Xue Li (hungry ghosts), and Nili (hell).

Humans, animals, and spiritual creatures are all mortal life wheels and have a lifespan of a hundred years, while hungry ghosts do not enter the longevity of hell and are purely punished.

If a person breaks the wheel of mortal life, he is an immortal.

And the beasts and spirits break the wheel of life, and that is the demon.

This is the five reincarnations of the Daomen.

The city god is the magistrate of hell in the sun, who is responsible for the local people's life happiness and longevity, rewarding the good and punishing the evil.

Therefore, the art of dispelling evil is to point out "sue the city god".

It's just that it is still a question whether this city god was broken after the bridge between heaven and earth broke.

At this time.

Wu Xingyun was soaking in the steaming medicinal soup, wearing a simple close-fitting silk little red dress, his eyebrows were sparkling, and he was moving.

She cooperated with the performance of the Lord, and soon felt drowsy.

The body swayed slightly, and he entered a half-asleep state.

On the other side, the glasses lady who had just bought vegetables and got on the boat was washing rice and cooking, while the black poppy was carefully boiling medicine, which was the key item to ward off evil spirits.

And the sky was shining, and after a while, the fragrance of rice wafted in, mixed with the bitter taste of medicine.

The viewer was looking at Wu Xingyun intently, I have to say that this Taoist priest still has some professional ethics, even if Wu Xingyun is a peerless beauty, he is even more sexy at this time, and this Taoist priest is also concentrating on performing [evil spirits].

Just kidding, this is the king of freedom, a woman born with a Taoist, if he can, he really doesn't even dare to look at it and doesn't want to take a look, this is a big cause and effect, in case the prince interprets that he has evil thoughts, then there is no place to cry if he wants to cry.

Xia Ji watched this master perform it, and he naturally understood in his heart that this spell was somewhat similar to hypnosis.

The curse is planted in the primordial gods.

And Genshin... Xia Ji thought about it, it was a bit similar to the subconscious mentioned in his previous life, it was a chaotic world, and the center of the most chaos was where the Yuan Shen was.

The curse is planted on the primordial spirit, and it is naturally necessary to let the external consciousness of the cursed person slowly sleep, and then reveal the subconscious, and then reveal the core part of it.

Wu Xingyun seemed to be asleep.

But within a few minutes, his body suddenly trembled, revealing slightly squinted eyes, which were completely different from the charming, pitiful and pitiful in ordinary days, but a cold and hateful, cold and terrifying, hateful and infiltrating.

While the Taoist priest was sealing, he borrowed the pupil technique, the incense of the calm spirit, the noon sun, and the herbs to lead Wu Xingyun's consciousness to slowly decline.

Wu Xingyun's head tilted, and he seemed to be asleep again.

Suddenly, her body trembled violently, as if there was some devil hidden in her body, and the water began to splash in all directions, and her mouth was muttering: "Die, die, die!"

As he spoke, he was still in tears, and his face was hideous.

Xia Ji was stunned, this is really a mental illness.

The Demon Sect says that the mind is accessible, what kind of accessibility is this?

But maybe other bosses don't.

The Sect Master of the Wind Moon Demon Sect, to put it bluntly, was cultivated by Chikui as a plaything for one-time consumables.

It's normal to be mentally ill.

Then again, why did you want to help her get rid of evil spirits?

Xia Ji thought for a moment.

It should still be hungry for other people's bodies, right?

Otherwise, if he were an extremely ugly woman, he would have been driven away nine times out of ten.

Thinking about it, the long-lost lecherous villain shouted again: "Harem! Open harem! As long as you want, you can do it!"

Xia Ji thought about it again.

Wrong.

It should be to use her to sharpen your Dao heart.

Or did he kill the sermon?

Not...

Soon, he realized again that these were the thoughts of the three little people.

So what do you think?

Sent out the idea that it was the villain, Xia Ji smiled, he had already got the answer from his heart, it was very simple:

Go with the flow.

Come, met, you're beautiful, then stay, anyway, I'm a merry prince, so I should have some scandals with the merry witch, isn't it?

A voice full of resentment suddenly broke his thoughts.

"Die!"

"Die!!"

"Dead !!"

Wu Xingyun's eyes opened suddenly, and the whiteness of his eyes was terrifying.

The Taoist priest was already sweating profusely.

Xia Ji stood silently behind him.

The left hand pinched the seal slightly, cast ten layers of [evil dispelling technique], and a pair of eyes were cast on Wu Xingyun.

Wu Xingyun stared at the deep pool-like eyes, suddenly calmed down, tilted his head again, and fell to one side.

The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his spell had worked, gasped heavily, continued to pinch the seal, cast, and began to recite incantations extremely fast in his mouth.

This spell Xia Ji knows...

It is an excerpt from the secret collection of the Taoist sect, but the general function is... It makes people drowsy and makes themselves seem unconscious, and nothing else is useful.

This time, Wu Xingyun tilted his head, and his body even swayed slightly back and forth with the waves of the medicinal soup in the wooden barrel.

It's about half a pillar of incense time.

There was a sound of slow breathing coming from the barrel, and it was clear that Wu Xingyun had fallen asleep.

The Taoist priest was a little stunned...

He looked sideways at the Easy King.

Xia Ji also felt weird.

At this level, it is impossible to fall asleep.

Unless...

Wu Xingyun's primordial spirit cannot be revealed.

"Lord Wang... I don't know what's wrong with the trail... The witch girl suddenly..."The viewer had never encountered such a situation, and he explained bitterly.

Xia Ji knew better than him in his heart, nodded and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll come again in a while." ”

Tired Spectator: !!

It didn't take long.

Wu Xingyun woke up, finished his lunch refreshed, and continued to soak in the medicinal soup.

About half an hour later...

The Spectator dragged himself like a dead dog and left the Easy with his head down.

Apparently failed.

Whenever she arrived at the Wuxing Cloud Yuan God, she would fall asleep automatically, which was really weird.

This matter can only be put aside for now.

Xia Ji looked at the time, it was time to send Li Yuan'er.

He glanced at the Wind Moon Demon Sect Sect Master with wet hair and shawl, "Dry your hair." ”

He looked down at the snow-white feet again: "Wear a pair of shoes." ”

Wu Xingyun nodded, and suddenly, she picked up her true qi, snorted, and her hands merged with a "snap".

Whew...

The strong wind generated by the True Qi suddenly blew his hair up and lifted it back.

Xia Ji watched quietly.

After a while, Wu Xingyun's closed hands slowly lowered and exhaled, while his hair was already dry.

Xia Ji began to applaud...

Wu Xingyun showed a smug look, and didn't show you a few hands, you don't know that this sect master has this side in addition to being cold and murderous, in addition to being pitiful and deceiving men's sympathy, there is also this real life style.

"Lord Wang, I don't have shoes, can I use the ones in your storage room below deck?"

Xia Ji then remembered that the queen had sent her a lot of interesting clothes and jewels, many of which could please the little girl, and although this Wu sect master was the master of a sect, compared with the royal family, it was a real little witch.

"Feel free to use it. ”

Under the jealous gaze of the black poppy, the Wu Sect Master went down to the bilge and quickly came up with a pair of black high heels.

Xia Ji: ...

Then the pair of snow-white little feet were put in high heels, and the Wu Sect Master put on a black gauze skirt again, his height was taller, his calves were firm and straight, and he was a proper star in his previous life.

Wu Xingyun grabbed a circle, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he was asking, "Am I beautiful?"

As soon as the lascivious villain in Xia Ji's heart yelled "Thank you to the emperor", he was knocked unconscious by the dark villain who was waiting for the opportunity.

The dark villain sneered, and said intricately: "Kill my sister and preach, don't kill at this time, but when! Women, it's always trouble!"

Xia Ji couldn't help but laugh.

Wu Xingyun looked sideways at the clear eyes of the Easy King, as well as the curvature of his lips, and couldn't help but have some strange feelings in his heart.

But the uneasiness in my heart became clearer and clearer, as if something terrible was approaching.

...

Farewell at noon.

Xia Ji and Wu Xingyun rode out of the city.

The high heels worn by the sect master attracted everyone to turn their heads frequently along the way, only to feel that these shoes were too strange, but they were extremely sexy in the strange.

Li Yuan'er was waiting outside the city with a braided hair and a nightmare black horse.

Xia Ji was a little reluctant to let this tool man leave.

Damn, there are only 30 days left to cultivate the [Giant Spirit Xuanjian] to the Great Perfection.

I thought about it.

He immediately went up and said, "Li Yuan'er, maybe the bull head is still nearby?"

Li Yuan'er sighed and said: "I'm not stupid, Jizo just killed the prince, although their Yin Si is powerful, it is impossible to be an enemy of a country, so they must have left a long time ago, and the bull head must have left." ”

She glanced at Xia Ji's dark gold sword box, and suddenly said, "Xia Ji, you take out this sword and dance it, let me see if it's okay?"

Xia Ji nodded.

The two girls began to look at the Demon Slaying Sword Saint, who was the third on the young dragon list, with expectant eyes.

Xia Ji was not in a hurry, slowly reached out and grabbed it back, and only after shrugging his shoulders did he grasp the dark gold sword box, turned it around and put it on his knee, and patted it with his hand.

On the first beat, the sword box was not opened.

So, the Easy King began to look for the mechanism to open.

But the mechanism seemed to be somewhat firm, and he pressed it with his thumb and blew on his fingers.

So I tried a few more times before I succeeded.

Two daughters: ......

Xia Ji completely ignored the gaze of the two women, reached into the sword box, and groped for a while, as if looking for where the sword handle was.

Syllable!

He finally got his grip.

Take it out.

It was a black sword with the meaning of ancient desolation.

The sword body is full of patterns, and there are about 100 from top to bottom.

Each pattern is a strange beast, and these beasts close their eyes, and they appear calm, silent, and desolate.

It gives the impression of...

The feeling of looking at the grave.

It seems that this sword is the grave.

Xia Ji danced two sword flowers.

And Li Yuan'er went to look at him intently.

Her eyes were full of memories, as if she was trying to think of something.

Xia Ji thought that this sword was said to have been sent by the barbarian king from which gate had perished, could it be that Li Yuan'er had something to do with it?

He shook his sword in front of Li Yuan'er again.

The latter frowned, suddenly... Her eyes were blank, and the next moment, her eyes suddenly closed, and when she opened them again, she seemed to regain her clarity, giving people the feeling that the machine was restarted.

Li Yuan'er: "I'm optimistic." ”

Xia Ji asked, "Do you know this sword?"

Li Yuan'er shook his head.

Although Xia Ji and this senior sister Yuan'er were classmates, they were not too close friends, and they were shallow and deep, so he didn't ask any more questions, so he put the black sword back up.

"Give you a ride. ”

He reached out and gestured please.

Li Yuan'er nodded: "Okay." ”

Three horses, walking on the path outside the east gate.

However, the rainstorm in early summer seems to be coming suddenly, and the sky is a little cloudy and cloudy.

Xia Ji's divine sense was released, and in an instant, he heard dense footsteps coming from the southeast direction, the sound was very soft, but it was extremely clear to him.

Click!!

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

This was followed by a rumbling thunder.

Li Yuan'er looked at the sky and said, "Let's go under that big tree to hide from the rain." ”

Xia Ji: ...

Do you want to be struck by lightning?

He pointed to the mountain and said, "Let's go to the cave to hide from the rain." ”

Wu Xingyun looked sideways, the mountain was flat, and he wondered, "Huh, where is the cave?"

Xia Ji hugged his fists towards Li Yuan'er and said, "I'm tired." ”

Li Yuan'er didn't shirk either, shook his braids handsomely, and said heroically: "You're polite." ”

After speaking, she clamped the horse's belly, and the pitch-black nightmare flew out, the twisted braid was pulled into a line, and the giant hammer held in both hands had been raised.

Bang bang bang bang!!

The thunderstorm smashed against the mountain wall.

It didn't take long for a crater to be smashed into the mountain wall.

Xia Ji looked at the Sect Master of the Wind Moon Demon Sect: "Look, there is." ”

Wu Xingyun: ...

The thunderstorm fell quickly.

The three of them hid in the fresh hole that had been smashed out.

Summer rainstorms come and go as quickly as they come, so neither of them is worried.

But Xia Ji yawned and leaned directly against the cold wall.

In the bottom of his heart, he had the attitude of "using the exercises must read the name of the skill", and silently said "view the world".

He only felt that at this time, his divine consciousness gradually rose into the air, overlooking the land here.

This divine consciousness is not a primordial god, but a strange sympathy between heaven and earth.

Distance...

The owner of those footsteps has already made a sound.

Demon cult people!

About thirty people.

There are two people at the head, one is a woman, wearing a pure white dress, looking sweet and pure, with wide sleeves fluttering, there seems to be some weapon hidden in it, and a pair of eyes with a strange hazy feeling.

The other person was in a black robe and a high hat, with a cold face, and a dark red belt around his waist embroidered with crow patterns, in which there were array plates, carving knives, etc., obviously he was a master of the Demon Sect on the Yanyun Bridge before: "Painting the ground is a disaster" is not drowning!

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!!