"I don't know how many little secrets are hidden in Bilin. Feng Zaisu gently stroked a tall ancient tree, as if those green mosses were the blankets that had wrapped around her when she was a child, "When we were children, we often secretly came here to play, looking for the most hidden trees, and using the spells we just learned to hide some small things in the trunk. ”

Feng Zaisu walked around in a small half circle, suddenly stopped, and swiped his fingers lightly, "There is." She had a small note in her hand, "Hehe, at that time, we thought that no one could see through our spells, but in fact, in the eyes of the senior Taoists, it was all childish tricks, so boring that we couldn't arouse their interest." ”

Feng Zaisu looked at the note, smiled, and sent it back to the trunk, "The simple wish of a little female Taoist priest, let it stay here." I don't know when Bi Lin was forgotten, and the new generation of little Taoist priests found a new place to make wishes. ”

Mu Xingqiu stood more than a dozen steps away, his eyes followed the hermit, he didn't understand if she said these words had another meaning, he thought, this is the difficulty of getting along with the high-level Taoists, they can joke if they want to, they can be serious if they want to be serious, they will hide the mystery if they want to, but the low-level Taoist priest has to rack his brains to guess, this is not harmful, it just makes him nervous.

The two met in the early morning and walked a little deeper into the forest, passing through two ancient trees in between, and Mu Xingqiu believed that although it seemed that they had not walked long, they were actually far from the starting point.

Feng Zaisu seemed to be simply recalling the past, she stopped in front of Mu Xingqiu, "It's not just Bi Lin who has been forgotten, there are also ancient spells, soul discernment is one of them, since soul is only a source of material and power, who still cares about the difference between soul and soul?"

"I thought the soul was unrecognizable. Mu Xingqiu said.

"It is true that souls are unrecognizable, but there are some souls that are more special, and their strength is more powerful, and they can stand out among many souls, which gives the soul detainer the opportunity to identify them. She pointed to the many ancient trees around her, "Almost identical trees." But there are always a few that stand out from the rest. ”

Mu Xingqiu turned around in a circle, and finally understood that Feng Zaisu had a purpose in bringing him to this tree, "It is far away from other trees, which shows that it ...... Its roots are deeper and wider, and it is a more powerful ancient tree. ”

Feng Zaisu nodded, "Please forgive us old fellows for liking dumb riddles, not only to show the superiority of the High Daoist - although I do think so - but also to make sure that you are really worthy of my teaching of spells." ”

Mu Xingqiu's heart was seen through, and his face was slightly red, "I hope I didn't disappoint you." ”

"You're good. Now that you've learned the first lesson, some souls are unique. The power they inspire is even stronger, and individual souls are even dazzlingly stronger in the eyes of soul holders. ”

"Fangfang ......"

"This is a speculation: people with divine souls are rare, and at the same time, people with Dao roots are even more unique, Qin Lingshuang's soul must be very unique. You'll have to find her soul by midnight tomorrow, and if your guess is correct, we'll have a chance to defeat Feng Ruyan and retrieve the soul she stole in secret, and if you're wrong - we'll have time to escape. ”

"There are more than 100,000 souls in the Frost Soul Sword, isn't it ......?"

"It's a mistake you made. Feng Zaisu said unceremoniously. But there was no reproach on his face, "You should have followed the Great Soul Master's advice and only detained a dozen souls around you, not the hundreds of thousands on the entire battlefield." You've complicated the task of soul discernment. ”

"I didn't expect it to be like this. ”

"I don't blame you, it's the Great Soul Master's misjudgment, she greatly underestimated you and the Frost Soul Sword, and you. Since we are all right in motivating hermits, we have to take on more responsibility than others. ”

"I'm willing to take it. The thought of being able to find Fangfang's soul made Mu Xingqiu's heartbeat quicken.

"If there is a Si Ming Ding. It's only a matter of a short time, and now it's only the stupidest way to do it. Feng Zaisu took out a small piece of candle and placed it in the air half a person high, "Urge a single soul to attack the candle, the size of the halo represents the size of the power, and the one with the largest halo, I hope it is Qin Lingshuang's soul." ”

It takes a certain amount of skill to urge a single soul, Mu Xingqiu is not a Taoist priest of the Lamp and Candle Sect, and the general method may not work, so he roughly explained the Mind Illusion Technique, and Feng Zaisu will slightly transform the method of driving a single soul and explain it to him in detail. An hour later, Mu Xingqiu basically mastered this rather outdated and useless spell.

He summoned the Frost Soul Sword and cast a spell on the candle, the speed gradually increased, the light halo of the candle flickered slightly, occasionally expanding slightly, and the power of the soul was basically the same, so the changes brought about were not obvious.

Around noon, Yang Qingyin and the others also came, watching from a distance, it can be regarded as a kind of protection, Mu Xingqiu's spell casting speed is faster, he gradually entered a state similar to thinking, but his thoughts are all focused on the frost soul sword and the candle opposite, in the eyes of others, it is just a halo with a radius of one foot flickering, but in his eyes, it is a soul showing his strength.

It was a boring process, and almost every half an hour, the halo would suddenly expand by a foot or two, and the appearance would change significantly, and it would stop suddenly.

Feng Zaisu felt that he didn't need to stay any longer, and said to the Pangshan Taoist priests: "Don't let anything get close to that candle, not even a fallen leaf, just let everything else take its course." You can speak, and you can't interfere with him. ”

The hermit walked through an ancient tree and disappeared, Yang Qingyin and the others held their breath for a while, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief, and even the bald man who didn't need to breathe made an exhalation movement, "It turns out that you can speak, I thought I could only be dumb." ”

Yang Qingyin went around in a circle, casting simple spells around Mu Xingqiu and above her head, placing a few magic weapons, even if the wind was a little stronger, she could be warned.

"I hope that as soon as I am happy, I will start fighting tomorrow night, and don't postpone it any longer. Yang Qingyin prayed softly, and although she could speak, she carefully lowered her voice.

"Mother, don't you really want to save your father. The bald man stopped on Xiao Qingtao's shoulder, so he had to look up at people.

Yang Qingyin's parents are both Taoist priests of the Five Elements Sect, and they were trapped in Chaojing Mountain like Yang Baozhen and others, she frowned slightly, "Saving people is certain, I can't talk about it if I want to, I haven't seen them for three years......" She suddenly remembered that these people were not disciples of the Daomen, and perhaps misunderstood what she meant. He added: "It's that they don't want to see me, but it's not that I'm avoiding them." I have to at least reach the realm of Fan Xia to be qualified to appear in front of them, or I can make them happy if I have a mortal relationship with Shen Jiyi. ”

The family affection of the Daomen family is a bit weird, the bald man can't understand it, and Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao can't understand it.

"It's really strange, it's the same Yang family, Yang Baozhen regards her children as more important than anything else, and everyone still remembers saving Shen Geng when they are all enchanted. Xin Youtao shook his head.

"Yang Dujiao didn't fall into the demon, she was just controlled by Si Mingding, and she still had a chance to regain her senses. "Xiao Qingtao is a disciple of the Five Elements Sect. has a very good impression of Yang Baozhen, "And if she can think of saving Shen Geng, maybe she can come to her senses with her own strength, which is a great help to us." ”

"Shen Geng is not worth saving at all. Yang Qingyin said coldly, "The operation will be launched tomorrow night, in case you meet a Pangshan Taoist priest in Chaojing Mountain, whether it is Yang Baozhen or my parents, I will build yì You have to stay away." Let Zuo Liuying deal with them. ”

"When it comes to action, there's not even a plan. Xin Youtao sighed, "Break through, sneak attack, feint attack, this time you are facing the entire Chaojing Mountain, what can we do? I'm afraid we can't even keep up." ”

"We'll know tomorrow. Yang Qingyin didn't care at all. It seems that a qiē will come naturally.

It was early at night in the forest, and it wasn't long before the last rays of sunlight left the green moss world, and Bilin turned into a black forest. Only a ball of candlelight flickered.

The three Taoist priests decided to take turns guarding, the first being Yang Qingyin, and the bald man stayed with her. The half-demon didn't leave, he followed them quietly, trying not to attract attention.

"You go back and rest, it's useless to stay here. Yang Qingyin said to him.

"I'll stay...... The catechumen were kind to me...... I'm willing to ......" Feibao almost crouched on the ground, his watery eyes full of pleading.

Yang Qingyin didn't bother with him anymore, she didn't like this half-demon, she thought he was as disgusting as the ubiquitous moss.

The bald man didn't like to fly even more, and a threatening whine came out of his throat, so frightened that the half-demon retreated behind an ancient tree, and the bald man followed Yang Qingyin around with satisfaction.

At midnight, Xin Youtao came over to change shifts, and it was a small green peach in the early morning.

"It's so hard to find a soul. Xin Youtao looked at the candlelight, "It hasn't changed for a long time. ”

"More than 100,000 souls, of course it's difficult. Xiao Qingtao's expression was gloomy, she missed Fangfang, but she didn't show it.

The bald man and the flying man were always there, and the half-demon slept for a while in the middle of the night, and when he woke up, his face was covered with green moss, which looked very funny, causing the bald man to laugh at him, and he laughed along.

Soon after dawn, something happened that attracted Xiao Qingtao's attention, it was a rustling sound in the distance, if she hadn't been vigilant, it was likely to confuse this sound with Lin Haitao's voice.

Xiao Qingtao didn't cast a spell, ran along the sound, came back quickly, and said to the bald man: "A group of krakens have come to Bilin, the direction of progress is not here, you stay, I will go back and inform the others." ”

The bald man nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, with me, no one wants to get close to Brother Xiaoqiu." ”

"I'll be back soon. Xiao Qingtao left in a hurry, she could see very clearly that the group of krakens would not come here, and she had to do her best to find a high Taoist priest for help.

After a full hour, Xiao Qingtao did not come back, and a faint rumbling sound sounded in the distance, Feibao walked out from behind the hiding tree, approached the head floating in the air, and whispered: "The Taoist priests have fought with the Kraken, it seems that there is no danger here." ”

The bald man did not reply, Feibao slowly straightened up, stared at the head for a moment, stretched out his arm and shook it twice, and finally confirmed that the strange friend of the seeker was floating in the air and fell asleep.

The bald man often falls into a coma, he can't control himself, and many times he doesn't even admit that he has fallen asleep.

Feibao opened his mouth, looked around blankly, coughed tremblingly, and found that there was really no one nearby, his expression slowly changed, and his watery eyes revealed uncontrollable excitement, "Finally ......"

He quietly approached Mu Xingqiu, the wooden leg left one mark after another on the moss, about ten steps apart, he stopped, did not dare to approach again, looked around a few more times, his whole body trembled, bent down and pulled out the wooden leg, gritted his teeth and dragged it hard at the broken leg, and took out a white worm several inches long.

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