Exorcism

Shen Jixian arrived at Duanliu City in the early morning. In the afternoon of the same day, the army of Shengfu Dynasty also arrived. As soon as they set up camp in Dongjie Kingdom, they sent people to invite the Taoist priests to gather.

Liu Ding, the Talisman Master, walked into the inn courtyard and couldn't help but show off the changes on his head to the Taoist priests. "The triple crown, the highest nine-level crown of the Talisman Master, all rise from level to level. There are very few people who leapfrog. I started directly from the first level." Become triple. Ha, a month ago I was so drunk in the pub, who could have imagined that this would be the case?"

Liu Ding did not drink, but his thin face was flushed. He lowered his head specifically to let everyone admire the triple crown of the Fu Lu Master.

The front and back of the talisman crown are made of dark red lacquered yarn with golden glitter stuck on it. Each layer is tied with a braided gold thread in the middle. It looks very gorgeous. The Taoist priests nodded politely and Liu Ding became more and more excited, and his eyes turned to Yang Qingyin unconsciously, "Taoist priests also have the ninth level. You are the third level of inhalation, and so am I. We are equal now."

"But we don't wear hats." Yang Qingyin looked around, wondering why the Talisman Master said this to her specifically, "No matter what level you are in, the appearance is the same."

"Some differences in appearance are still useful, so as to establish superiority and inferiority, otherwise the rules will be chaotic." Liu Ding said seriously, quite commenting on the Taoist tradition.

"We can't decide this kind of thing. Are you here to sell hats? We don't need it for the time being." Yang Qingyin said coldly.

Liu Ding's face turned redder and he laughed a few times embarrassedly, "No, no, it has nothing to do with the hat." He straightened his clothes and said in a formal tone: "I am here to invite all fellow Taoists on the order of Long Binhui. The military camp gathered together to discuss strategies to deal with the demon army. "

Yang Qingyin yawned, "Just let General Mu come forward for this kind of thing. We are all tired and need to rest. I still dream of becoming an emperor."

Liu Ding was embarrassed. Yang Qingyin has turned around and left. Taoist Pangshan returned to the inn, each with its own room. None of the other Taoist priests were interested. In the end, Mu Xingqiu was the only one left in the courtyard.

"I'll go with you. I can still make some decisions." Mu Xingqiu said that Shen Jixian, the head of the Five Elements Department, didn't want to get involved in worldly affairs. He felt that Mu Xingqiu had always done a good job, so like Zuo Liuying, Let him take charge of everything.

But the feeling is still different, the two leaders will play in person. Mu Xingqiu is like a deacon who is responsible for delivering messages. He no longer has to worry about how to deal with powerful enemies, and no longer has to worry about how many people his decision may kill. After more than a month of extremely difficult times, he is very I like the current situation.

"Isn't General Mu riding a unicorn? Everyone in Longbinhui wants to see him. This time, Master Zuofu personally led the team, with a total of more than 460 people.

There are thirteen great talisman masters in the Royal Capital Dragon Bin Club, and Zuo Fu is only one level below the chief. He can be regarded as the second-ranked talisman master in the world, which is equivalent to... the first one in the Taoist tradition. "

Liu Ding kept emphasizing the important status of Zuo Fu's great talisman master. Mu Xingqiu interrupted him with a smile: "Qilin doesn't know how to be polite, so it's better not to wear it. The orthodox tradition doesn't pay much attention to hierarchy. Our leader is here. I'm afraid it will offend people even more."

Liu Ding laughed twice and said, "General Mu is enough."

There was a small group of cavalry waiting outside the door, but Mu Xingqiu preferred to walk, so all the soldiers dismounted. Welcome General Mu respectfully.

Duanliu City is bustling with people, the streets are filled with useless garbage, and a large number of refugees are pouring in. It has greatly exceeded the city's capacity. Many people could only find a small amount of food after walking for a whole day, but everyone still looked happy. The victory of the war temporarily offset the hunger in the belly, and everyone cherished the surviving lives. , even if this life is grunting in protest.

Wherever Mu Xingqiu passed, the crowd would always become quiet, consciously stepping aside and watching silently, as if a slightly louder voice would scare General Mu away.

"He is not strong at all, how can he be a general?" a child asked loudly, and the adults hurriedly blocked him behind him.

Mu Xingqiu smiled at the half of his exposed head and said, "Because I have a sword bigger than others." He turned slightly and showed the big sword behind his back.

The child raised his wooden sword and compared it carefully for a while, "Well! You are a general."

The crowd laughed, and the tension and awe suddenly disappeared. Everyone squeezed forward to get a better view, but still left a narrow passage.

"My son is a soldier of the Xuanfu Army." An old man with a loud voice said excitedly, "He said General Mu is good!"

Mu Xingqiu nodded and smiled at the old man, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable sadness from the excitement of the crowd. The source was this old man, so he understood that the Xuanfu Army soldier who praised him had died on the battlefield. . As a Taoist priest who did not believe in ghosts and gods, he did not know how to comfort the father who lost his son. He could only say: "Every Xuanfu Army soldier is a rare warrior. Please be proud of your son."

The old man grinned and looked around, feeling proud.

Mu Xingqiu quickened his pace, and a big man squeezed out of the crowd and shouted: "General Mu, do you remember me? I'm Tietou."

Mu Xingqiu remembered this man. During the seven-day curse, he was at the forefront and led the crowd to surround the military camp. However, he was not a spy of the demon, but was only affected by the magic.

"Remember."

Tietou didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with what he did back then, with a child-like smile on his face full of anger, "Some people say that the princess bought a large piece of territory from Dongjie Kingdom and let us settle down there. Some people say It is said that Duanliu City is the last city in Xijie Kingdom. It is safe to stay here. Sooner or later, we will be kicked out in other places. Please make an idea for us. "

"Follow the princess's arrangements." Mu Xingqiu had no clear idea in his mind because he didn't know how long the princess' occupation of Dongjie Country would last.

"Then cross the river, that place now belongs to the Xijie Kingdom!" Tietou shouted loudly, and the crowd followed Mu Xingqiu to move towards the bridge. It didn't take long for the rumor to turn into General Mu asking everyone to take refuge to the east.

It is very interesting to track the changes in the mood of the crowd. It is like flying high in the sky and looking down at a willful and passionate river. It crashes into the hardest rock without hesitation. After being forced to change direction, it does not feel distressed, but instead sets off waves to show off. celebrate.

This is the object through which the mental illusion technique exerts its power. Mu Xingqiu's power is still too weak, so he can only guide it a little. He thought that when he could move mountains and fill seas in people's hearts, he would probably be considered a qualified illusionist. After that, there would be more powerful Taoist priests and demons, whose emotions were carefully and firmly protected. It is difficult to understand, let alone guide or change.

Apart from a set of nine transformations of beasts and dozens of less important incantations, Mu Xingqiu knew very little about the practice methods of Nianxin Illusion, and the entire Taoism probably did not leave many correct records, but now he could vaguely see to a road. It will extend all the way to the depths of the human heart, and with each deeper level, the power of the illusion will be greatly enhanced.

After crossing the bridge, the crowd dispersed and the road became less crowded. Talisman master Liu Ding suddenly walked a few steps quickly, turned around and formally bowed to Mu Xingqiu, straightened up and said, "Please forgive me for being rude and ridiculous in the inn, General Mu. I'm just a human being, and sometimes... I get carried away."

Mu Xingqiu laughed. He took Liu Ding's arm and walked forward together, "Then get carried away. Just like the Triple Crown, this is the reward you deserve."

Liu Ding smiled sheepishly. His steps became much easier. After a while, he looked back at the soldiers behind him and whispered: "It is said that Mr. Zuo Fu is full of tricks and is the think tank of the Longbinhui in Huangjing. General Mu, be careful."

Among the several armies that watched the battle, the 20,000 troops of the Shengfu Dynasty responded the fastest. The 5,000 forward troops arrived at Dongjie Kingdom in less than a day. By the way, they brought back all the wounded soldiers from the Xijie Kingdom. Their military camp was on the shore. A large number of soldiers and civilians were filling in the trenches dug by the Dongjie Kingdom and overthrowing the useless walls, showing a strong atmosphere of decisive battle. What followed next Troops are still arriving.

Mu Xingqiu looked around and saw the flags of the Holy Talisman Dynasty flying everywhere, embroidered with various talismans that looked like words and pictures. It was said that that was the original character for "talisman" and a symbol of the royal family.

Except for the endless stream of people, there is almost no trace of the east-west border. The two armies were blocked by the symbol flags, and the emblem of the dynasty blocked the sky and the sun.

As expected by the princess, the snatcher of the fruits of victory has arrived, and it is very powerful. If she had not taken the first step, Dongjie Country might have no place for her.

The military camp was relatively close to the bridge. Mu Xingqiu and others arrived quickly, but the people waiting under the gate of the military camp were a little impatient.

Chen Zhiwei put on his gorgeous official uniform, and when he saw General Mu from a distance, he immediately came up to him and greeted him warmly, as if the previous conflict had never existed. At one point, he even wanted to hold his arm affectionately to express his deep friendship. .

Mu Xingqiu could accept hypocritical etiquette, but he couldn't go too far, so he avoided it lightly, letting the city guard escape, and strode towards the military camp. Liu Ding guarded him, not letting Chen Zhiwei get close to him.

The army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty was called the Yellow Talisman Army, but their armor was also black. There was only a yellow talisman on the top of the helmet and on the chest of the armor, indicating their identity. The soldiers were obviously very curious about the Taoist priest, but they were very reserved and did not stare at him or gather around to watch.

The military camp was built in a hurry, but it was not messy. The main tent was like a small palace, and the interior was even more magnificent. The thick felt blanket felt like floating in the clouds when stepping on it. Mu Xingqiu felt like he had entered the core of the Mountain of Demonic Fire again. area.

Many officials and generals from Xijie Kingdom were present, including Captain Huang, who had just been promoted. He showed special respect for General Mu. He took a few steps to grab him, gave him a big gift, and then led him to the tent.

There were also many generals in the Shengfu Dynasty, .ansh. c They all wore extremely eye-catching armors, some of which were even made of gold and silver. They were priceless, and their shapes were even more bizarre. Each person’s body was enlarged at least twice as a result. Behind one of them stood a figure. pair of golden wings.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but wonder why these people put so much effort into dressing up like the demon clan. Since ancient times, the demon clan has always been suppressed, but it has only recently shown surprising strength.

The generals were more reserved than the soldiers. Their eyes stayed on the faces of the guests for a moment even after greeting them. The mood in the entire tent was divided into two extremes, one was the awe of the people of the Xijie Kingdom, and the other was the disdain of the generals of the Shengfu Dynasty. with doubt.

The person sitting in the main seat at the end did not show any emotion. The illusion of thinking and thinking was like a stone sinking into the sea, and had no effect on him.

It was a man with short limbs but a long face, wearing a towering nine-fold crown. He did not stand up and said to Mu Xingqiu with a smile: "It has been seven years. I didn't expect to meet General Mu here again."

Mu Xingqiu was surprised. He also recognized the other party.

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