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Volume Three: Practice on the Mountain Chapter 1,039: A Move of Humility

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    The dragon demon looked at the guest in the distance with a smile. The man had been there for a while and had been patrolling in the air seven or eight miles away. Although it was dark, he did not use it as a cover and delayed entering, just because he had not entered yet.  Make up your mind.  Mu Xingqiu arrived late. After being made invisible by the dragon demon, he wrote a few talismans himself. Seeing Mu Donger, he felt a little relieved.  "Hello, Grandmaster Yang, I am half a disciple of Pangshan. I wonder if you still miss our old friendship?" Long Mo said kindly.  It turns out that this is Yang Yannian, the master of Pangshan. Mu Xingqiu does not remember the past, but he has heard a lot about Taoism in the past two years. He knows the names of the nine masters and knows that he once studied Taoism in Pangshan.  Yang Yannian was holding a small bronze bell in his right hand. He didn't raise his head or move his eyes. He just stared at the body of the bell with confusion on his face. When Mu Xingqiu appeared, he seemed to be aware of it. He looked around quickly, and then again  Returning to his original state, "The Taoism is gone, where can Pangshan come from?" Yang Yannian's tone was flat, with a hint of waning interest. Apparently, like other Taoist priests, he lost his heart as a Taoist priest during the Five Elements Tribulation.  "That's why it's called the friendship of the past." The dragon demon didn't look outside, and his smile became more and more friendly, "The world is fierce, everyone protects himself, and the more connections you have, the more protection you have. You may not think that you are Grandmaster Pangshan.  In the eyes of us Pangshan disciples, you are the biggest supporter. Who doesn¡¯t mention your name when traveling in the world?¡± Yang Yannian snorted, knowing that this was nonsense, but he was not very disgusted in his heart, but his eyes did not leave.  Zhong Shen, even if he didn't have the heart of a Taoist priest, he would not be confused at a critical moment, let alone be moved by a few good words, "In that case, hand over Mu Dong'er." "Hey, Grandmaster Yang is too outsider.  Mu Dong'er is the son of Yang Qingyin and Mu Xingqiu. He is a natural disciple of Pang Shan. He is much more legitimate than me. What do you mean by 'handing over'? " Mu Dong'er is hanging in the air.  Half body is flame, half body is ice. There is a clear line between them. He doesn't give in to anyone, but his expression is quite calm.  With his eyes closed, he seemed to be thinking, not feeling any physical pain.  This is something that shouldn't happen. Yang Yannian was confused by this and frowned slightly, "Where did the demon soul go?" "Demon soul? What demon soul?" The dragon demon pretended to be confused, his eyes widened, it really looked like  Nothing.  "Hey." The previous flattery was still of some use. Yang Yannian sneered and did not take action immediately.  He did not continue to press, but used his left hand to cast a spell on the Demon Suppressing Bell.  Find out the truth for yourself.  "Grandmaster, where is our Patriarch Tower in Pangshan? Why did you use the Demon-Suppressing Bell in Wangshan? Oh, I understand. You have captured all the nine treasures, right?" The Dragon Demon jumped for joy, seeing Mingming  The Guozu Master Tower was in Yishi Jun's hands, but he didn't show it at all. Mu Xingqiu, who was standing behind him invisibly, almost suspected that the tower he was holding was a fake.  I couldn't help but wonder, how did I get to know this dragon demon in the first place?  How did she share a body with Qing Lingshuang, who has completely opposite personalities?  "The Patriarch is still here, who can possess the nine treasures at the same time?" Yang Yannian has no habit of boasting, "I will choose whatever the Patriarch gives me. I won't pick and choose." "After all, he is a Grandmaster. He is better than ordinary disciples like us.  Much more generous. Like me, I always keep in mind that the Ancestral Pagoda belongs to Pang Shan. Although the other family¡¯s treasures are good, they don¡¯t look kind enough.¡± ¡°Hey¡­¡± Yang Yannian sneered again, ¡°You actually sow discord with me?  It¡¯s really wishful thinking, but you have some self-awareness since you haven¡¯t used the illusion of mind.¡± ¡°How dare I do that? I¡¯m already at the ninth level of the illusion of mind, but I¡¯m still not as strong as a real Rimang Taoist priest.  It¡¯s too far away. The master¡¯s spell is so powerful that I can feel it even from here. Let alone casting the spell, I don¡¯t even dare to move.¡± Yang Yannian stopped kneading the spell with his left hand, and the light of the demon-suppressing clock flickered. He finally found the whereabouts of the demon soul.  A smile appeared on his face, "It turns out that the soul is also here. Okay, very good. Disciple Pangshan is really filial." Dragon Demon's smile became a little embarrassed, "How useful can this soul and that soul be?" said the demon soul.  He was so powerful that he had no power to fight back in front of the Patriarch and was so frightened that he reentered reincarnation? " "Souls are different from souls. Demonic souls and divine souls were originally ordinary souls of practitioners. After countless tribulations, they became immortal souls.  , spinning endlessly among all living beings. As a price, they lost their strength, memory, and emotions, leaving only a will. They may not have much ability, but just the word "immortal" is enough to surpass all the methods in the world.  "The master is very knowledgeable. I never knew about these things. A simple-minded person like me has never even thought about the origin of the demon soul." "Don't be too modest." Yang Yannian slowly asked the dragon demon.  Fei came, still holding the Demon Suppressing Bell in his right hand, but with an additional flowing fire weapon in his left hand.Bell, "The demon soul has been occupied by the demon king and passed down from generation to generation. Until now, it has been too deeply infiltrated by the demon clan and must be eliminated. There is no trace of the soul. It is here or there. The strong can get it, and the weak can't.  You can get it, now it¡¯s my turn.¡± ¡°Of course, who is more qualified to take charge of the immortal soul than Grandmaster? Oh, Grandmaster, isn¡¯t he interested in the soul?¡± ¡°Grandmaster has incredible magic power.  What else do you need to do with your immortal body?" Yang Yannian flew closer, only a hundred steps away from Long Mo and Mu Dong'er, "Are you going to kill yourself, or do you want me to do it?" "I'm so honest, the ancestor still wants to kill him?  Me?" Dragon Demon said aggrievedly.  "Back then, most of the Taoist priests were very honest and stayed in the Taoist Tower to concentrate on their cultivation. As a result, they suffered heavy casualties. Those Taoist priests who betrayed the Taoist tradition escaped in Yelin Town. Alas, it's true and false. Being honest is useless. Fake  Honesty is even more worthless. It is said that the Demonic Cave has been broken, and a woman claims to have escaped from it. She is a disciple of the mind science. Your fate is over, and there should be nothing left to cherish. You might as well commit suicide." "I am a human being.  "Sure, if you haven't enjoyed the favor of your parents, the love of men and women, the filial piety of your children and grandchildren, and the love of friends, how can you not be nostalgic for it?" Long Mo couldn't help but shake his head.  "These are the desires of ordinary people. Those who practice medicine should avoid them for fear of not being able to catch them. They are not worthy of nostalgia. What's more, the world is so difficult that even the patriarch cannot do as he pleases. It's always cold at high places. The higher you stand, the more accidents you have to guard against.  The more. As a magician, you are very lucky to hear the news that the Demonic Demon Cave was broken." "The Patriarch did not come to destroy the Demonic Soul himself.  There is no difference if you do it yourself, as long as you fulfill your wish. If you say that you are half a disciple of Pangshan, then I will perform the duties of a master again and send you on your way. " "No matter what, the master's subordinates are also needed.  As a running man and a henchman, I can also be a maid serving tea and water." The dragon demon became more and more docile.  "Stop talking nonsense, I will give you a move and let you cast the spell first." Yang Yannian has never believed in the dragon demon from the beginning to the end, and letting him move is the greatest mercy.  "If I don't make a move, won't the Grandmaster also make a move?" The Dragon Demon said with a smile.  Yang Yannian's face darkened, "Whether it's true or not, you call me 'Grandmaster' a few times before I give you a choice. Don't overestimate your own ability, and don't overestimate my patience." The dragon demon sighed and turned his head.  He glanced at Mu Dong'er and said, "It seems that there is really no other way. I have tried my best, but the master refuses to take any advice. What can I do? Can I kill the demon soul, take away the soul, and then leave it behind?  Where is Mu Dong'er? Everyone is happy." Yang Yannian shook his head coldly, and the Demon Suppressing Bell and the Flowing Fire Golden Bell in his hands buzzed one after another.  "Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet. Grandmaster told me to make the first move." Yang Yannian remained silent. He asked the Dragon Demon to make the first move, but he didn't mean to take it head-on without any protection.  The dragon demon was desperate. He raised his hand to straighten his long hair, put his left hand behind his back, and summoned a bronze mirror with his right hand. He did not use it to cast spells, but held the mirror to look at himself. "It's a pity that I have such a beautiful face. It's a pity that half of my life has been wasted, and no one loves me."  People are willing to go through life and death for me. Grandmaster, I'm going to make a move!" The dragon demon turned around the bronze mirror, the smile on his face disappeared, and the mirror shot out soft rays of light, not very fast, like a series of migratory birds flying south.  Yang Yannian steps away.  This is considered a move. Yang Yannian treats each other calmly. Both of them are in the Rimang realm. The dragon demon is slightly weaker, about one or two levels. Yang Yannian is at the third level. But he holds the treasure and his strength is greatly increased. The dragon demon is equivalent to bare hands and a bronze mirror.  It's just a very ordinary magic weapon, and the increased power is not worth mentioning.  The first ball of light arrived, its direction was slightly deviated, and it hit the Demon Suppressing Bell. The ball of light dissipated quietly, revealing a ball of fire the size of a thumb cap inside. It turned out that this was not one spell, but two.  With a bang, the fire extinguishing bell shook, and Yang Yannian swayed, "Qin Lingshuang." Seven groups of lights hit each other one after another, and Yang Yannian blocked them all with the Demon Suppressing Bell. When he noticed the soul, he already knew that Qin Lingshuang and the Dragon Demon  Sharing the same body, but he is still not afraid.  The inner elixir is the same, but the spells used are different. Qin Lingshuang is obviously much stronger than the dragon demon. Not only is the attack powerful, but it also has a strange suction force that makes the demon-suppressing clock unstable.  "This is the real Pangshan disciple." Yang Yannian praised.  The last ball of light flew in, but after it burst, there was no flame inside, and the Demon Suppressing Bell did not shake.  "Is that it?" Yang Yannian was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to wait any longer. He shook the Flowing Fire Golden Bell with his left hand, and the sound was rapid, and the buzzing of the Demon Suppressing Bell also became high-pitched like a dragon's roar.  Qing Lingshuang didn't smile that much, and she didn't mean to beg for mercy. She turned her left hand behind her back and showed her other hand.A magical instrument.  Yang Yannian¡¯s expression changed, and his hand that shook the bell stopped. No one recognized that magic weapon better than him.  Pangshan Patriarch Tower, Qin Lingshuang, who possesses this treasure, is not much worse than Yang Yannian, and with the large amount of mana absorbed during this period, he is even stronger.  Yang Yannian knew that he had been fooled. He turned his eyes to the Demon Suppressing Bell in his right hand and found that the light on the clock was actually flashing at him.  (Please recommend and subscribe) (To be continued.)
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