Chapter 725: Prisoner of Mud Pill Palace
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For more than two thousand years, Yi Shijun deliberately kept his distance from the Dao system, and even if he became famous among the demon clans in recent years, he rarely fought with Taoist priests, so he was not particularly accurate about his strength.
At first, he thought that he was on par with the Taoist priest who was six or seven times the god of Zhushen, but after losing to Zuo Liuying, who was the fifth level of the god, he had to downgrade himself, feeling that the four layers of the god were his position, and with this kind of strength, dealing with a little Taoist priest who had just condensed the pill was probably no different from twisting a worm to death.
What's more, this insect doesn't even have a hard shell or burrs.
The method of fundamental concealment is the most important protection for low-level Taoist priests, even in the face of strong enemies, they can protect Sandian and prevent Dan from destroying people.
There are Taoist priests among the souls of Yishi Jun, so he knows this very well. Mu Xingqiu's body was like an unlocked house in his eyes, all he needed to do was walk in.
Yi Shijun went in, but didn't come out. He was going to devour his soul, this is a demon technique he has performed many times, and he has never missed, but this time he inexplicably entered the Mud Pill Palace.
It was still a white and flawless room, and there was nothing left where the human form should have been hanging, Yi Shijun was taken aback, and immediately wanted to go out, only to find that he was trapped.
"Hey, I almost forgot, the inhalation Taoist can cast the fourth and fifth layer illusions. Yi Shijun turned into a crow, which was his most natural form, "You want to trap me with illusions?
Mu Xingqiu didn't appear, as if he knew that his strength was not good. Don't dare to come in and face a strong enemy.
Yi Shijun sneered, "Then I'll destroy your Mud Pill Palace first." ”
The crow jumped up and scurried around like a headless fly. Everywhere they passed, they left large black marks, like mischievous cats and dogs knocking over the freshly ground ink in the master's room.
The white and flawless Mud Pill Palace quickly turned black, and the crow said proudly and loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, see how long you can hold on, as soon as the Mud Pill Palace is broken, you will become an idiot." Don't say I won't give you a chance, let me out immediately. Pray to me, I may spare you, and then we will figure it out together. There is a spell that can pass through the guò golem to enter the state of stop, so we have a way to get out......"
Bang, there was a crisp sound from somewhere in the Mud Pill Palace, and the crow laughed. "Haha. Just such a little illusion, you actually want to trap me? Mu Xingqiu, your chance is gone, I have to find a way to leave the state by myself!"
As long as there is a little crack in the Mud Pill Palace, the demon of the souls can fly out, and Yi Shijun turned into black smoke and rushed to the place where the crisp sound came from, and he saw it. Just in the corner of the Mud Pill Palace, the crack is very thin. But he couldn't escape his observation.
Bang, this is not the sound of the Mud Pill Palace shattering, but the sound of the Demon of the Souls crashing against the hard wall and being bounced.
The Mud Pill Palace is not a real room, and the Soul Clan has no real body, and every qiē is an illusion, but Yi Shijun's dizziness is real, and he turned into a crow form again, sitting there blankly, and a few feathers on his body have fallen off.
He didn't understand what it was all about.
The crack was obviously in storage, he could see it clearly, and just when he was confused, there was a crackling sound, cracks appeared everywhere in the Mud Pill Palace, and then the walls turned into fragments, crackling and falling down, but it was not the Mud Pill Palace that was destroyed, but the layer of black that Yi Shijun had painted before.
"Impossible, Mu Xingqiu doesn't have this kind of ability......" Yi Shijun was more angry than confused, he jumped up suddenly, turned into a cloud of black smoke again, flew around, and kept casting demon magic, and the Mud Pill Palace suddenly turned into a place of black smoke and miasma, and dozens of demon arts of different colors and different forms were filled with it.
The Mud Pill Palace is trembling, Yi Shijun has no longer cares, his initial actions were threatening, but now he really wants to destroy the Mud Pill Palace, he has no habit of showing mercy to his subordinates, and he will not regret anyone's death.
Little bugs are little bugs, and there are thousands of dead ones.
After tossing for half an hour, Yi Shijun stopped, still turning into a crow, his eyes fierce, observing the results of the destruction.
The white mud pill palace had almost become a slaughterhouse, with red, black, and green marks everywhere, and there was dripping slime and steaming moisture in many places, and a wall was sunken into it, which was greatly corroded.
But the Mud Pill Palace has not been broken, and the demons of the souls still can't escape.
Yi Shijun hesitated, and slowly a fear grew in his heart - it was really possible for him to be imprisoned in the Mud Pill Palace again, the last spell caster was Zuo Liuying, and the time was more than a month, which was the most terrifying memory of his life for more than two thousand years. He wasn't mistreated, but he was used to being free, and being confined to a small room was the greatest punishment in itself.
"That...... We can discuss, do you still need me to delay the time?" Yi Shijun relented, "You can say something." ”
Yi Shijun was frightened, and Mu Xingqiu's situation was not much better.
In the past month or so since Ning Dan, Mu Xingqiu has been practicing the Mind Illusion Technique, and he has already recovered his strength to the fifth layer, plus the many Mind Mind Techniques he has learned, he can barely send the unsuspecting Yi Shi Jun into the Mud Pill Palace. But this was not enough, Yi Shijun's first attack almost broke the Mud Pill Palace, but fortunately, Mu Xingqiu found a helper in time.
Yi Shijun's soul can enter other people's bodies at any time, but the real items he carries with him cannot, so he has buried demon weapons in many places in case of emergency, especially the demon weapons in the state, and he doesn't bring them with him, because he has more powerful treasures in his hands.
The roots of the scorched black tree come directly from the Divine Tree, which is the original source of power of the three ancestors of the Dao Sect, and has been left in the Stopping State, although the current strength is no longer comparable to the Nine Great Dao Sect Supreme Treasure, but it is also a rare treasure, especially suitable for creating illusions.
Mu Xingqiu originally had a piece of bark in his hand, which was also a treasure, and it had been consumed when he strengthened the Dao Fire, and the scorched black root was the most powerful magic weapon in the state, and Mu Xingqiu used it to strengthen the Mud Pill Palace, blocking the stormy attack of Yi Shijun.
When Yi Shi Jun gave up the attack and was afraid, it was also when Mu Xingqiu was exhausted and couldn't stand up, if Yi Shi Jun in the Mud Pill Palace came up with a few more demon tricks, he really couldn't hold on.
Mu Xingqiu rested for a while, finally had the strength to stand up, and immediately forced himself to start practicing boxing, he had to do his best to improve his illusion in order to truly trap all the souls of Yi Shijun.
Yi Shijun is undecided, but he will eventually launch a desperate fight, leaving little time for Mu Xingqiu.
Mu Xingqiu had never practiced in such an urgent situation, he didn't dare to let go of the scorched black roots in his hand for a moment, and strengthened the Mud Pill Palace every once in a while, and then he kept practicing boxing or thinking. The inhalation realm can only make the illusion stable at the fifth layer, and if he wants to reach the eighth layer again, Mu Xingqiu must at least have the inner dan of the starfall realm.
In fact, in Mu Xingqiu's cultivation career, he hadn't even entered the Dining Xia, his own Inner Dan was stagnant in the Sevenfold Inhalation, and the other Starfall Inner Dan came from the Dragon Demon.
The days in the illusion of the state passed day by day, Yi Shijun tried his best to get out of trouble, and from time to time launched a surprise attack, interrupting Mu Xingqiu's practice, he guessed the whereabouts of the scorched black tree roots, and regretted it, knowing that he should hide the roots well, but he thought that the soul devouring and snatching away was only a momentary matter, and he didn't think about what to prevent at all.
Yi Shijun's attack methods are becoming more and more varied, but he has no longevity, he will give up in as little as a quarter of an hour or more than an hour, even so, Mu Xingqiu has to use the scorched black roots to constantly strengthen the illusion in his mind in order to maintain the integrity of the Mud Pill Palace.
After each failed attack, Yi Shijun would change his attitude, hoping to "discuss" with Mu Xingqiu, his tone became softer and softer, and finally he was almost begging, never thinking that as long as he persevered, he would be able to break the Mud Pill Palace.
Yi Shi Jun is an energetic wild horse, it is not easy to tame him, and it took fifty days for Mu Xingqiu to send the voice into the Mud Pill Palace and negotiate with Yi Shi Jun for the first time.
The negotiation process was simple and direct, and it was very short, Mu Xingqiu wanted to delay the time, but Yi Shijun sternly refused, "That's my housekeeping skill, never pass it on, besides, didn't you get all my memories, let's find it slowly." ”
Zuo Liuying seized the memory of Yishi Jun at the beginning, and stored several jewels in zài, Mu Xingqiu has never finished reading it, and now he has no time to check it little by little.
He didn't push him too much, so Yi Shijun had a bottom in his heart, "Haha, you still need me, without my illusion delay technique, you will never be able to get the real hundred years." Let me out, Mu Xingqiu, I can consider helping you. ”
Mu Xingqiu is not so easy to deceive, he knows that unless his strength is equal to that of Yi Shi Jun, he can ensure safety, otherwise, Yi Shi Jun, who has already been annoyed and angry, will kill him as soon as he comes out, and the demon of the souls who does not have the intention of underestimating the enemy is still difficult to deal with.
Mu Xingqiu practiced harder.
The golem began to grow fruit again, or one every seven days, according to the real time, it is one a day, the fruit can not only satisfy hunger, but also have the effect of helping cultivation, similar to the elixir of Taoism. However, the golem became thinner and thinner because of this, and each fist-sized fruit it produced consumed dozens of times more wood, especially after the fruit had the effect of elixir, the consumption was even greater.
Mu Xingqiu also felt that the spells in the golem came from outside the Stop State, and the spellcaster seemed to be able to guess his mind, the fruit could satisfy his hunger when he was most hungry, and when he was condensing the pill, there was a jade clear sound from the golem, and when he needed the support of the pill the most, the fruit had some more magical effects.
But he can't think of anyone who will do this, who can do this, Yang Qingyin and Zuo Liuying don't have this ability, and other high-level Taoist priests won't be so kind, he can only concentrate on improving Neidan and illusion, strength is a mountain, is a building, the higher you climb, the farther you can see more clearly.
After another hundred days in the illusion of stopping in the state, Mu Xingqiu ushered in the first improvement of the Inner Dan realm in his life.
At the moment of breaking through to the realm of Dianxia, Mu Xingqiu heard Yuqing Zhengyin again, but this time, the love calamity was not subdued, but jumped out to make trouble.
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