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Volume Three: Cultivation on the Mountain Chapter 1,045: Breaking the Formation Talisman

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    Without temptation, Mu Xingqiu knew very well how powerful his enemy was. He had to try his best from the beginning. There was only one chance, and what he had to bet on was the lives and deaths of four people.  ¡ó¡ý, Pangshan Grand Master Yang Yannian predicted the "future", which is more intimidating than powerful spells. People who believe in it will think that it is an inevitable fate. Mu Xingqiu only regards it as nonsense, because he does not  Remember any guru.  In the past two years, he had heard some Taoist legends and knew the names of the masters, but what he heard was false. His more direct feelings came from Taoist priests such as Zhao Chuye. Those people had no resemblance to the legendary Taoist priests.  Mortals struggle for survival just like ordinary people, but they have more power, and the splash of water when they struggle is more obvious.  To Mu Xingqiu, Yang Yannian's predictions were no different from the nonsense told by street fortune tellers.  After breaking the talisman, Mu Xingqiu wrote the first talisman on his son.  Hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the Taoist clan was fighting against the demons, facing the tough defense of the demons, the formation-breaking talisman was one of the offensive talismans commonly used by Taoist priests. The demons were defeated and the Taoist clan was dominant. The Taoist priests continued to perfect the art of talismans.  , but it doesn¡¯t have much use anymore. The last time it was used was in the internal fight with Nianxinke.  In the tens of thousands of years that followed, the Taoist talismans were hidden. Although Zhao Chuye regained the secret skills through revelation, he rarely used them. In his heart, he still only trusted the Five Elements spells.  It was in the hands of Mu Xingqiu that the formation-breaking talisman was able to see the light of day again, but it was completely different from before.  Tens of thousands of years ago, there was no Fuluke Taoist priest who could use the Patriarch Tower as a pen and the body of two immortal souls as paper. In comparison, Mu Xingqiu's blood ink was the most ordinary.  Mu Donger not only has the demon soul and the divine soul in his body, but also the powerful ** skills left by Kun Chaos, and the strange fire he got shortly after he was born. If he were a piece of paper, every material used to make paper would be extremely rare.  Objects, and these materials are incompatible with each other and are in a life-and-death struggle.  Fu Lu is a commander-in-chief who takes orders in times of crisis.  He broke into the chaotic military camp in a hurry, holding a military talisman in one hand and a sword in the other, and issued orders that could not be disobeyed to several generals who did not agree with each other.  The most temperamental general among them was Kun Chaos' spell. In normal times, it would not accept the control of any talisman, but under the pressure of the two immortal souls, it could only succumb.  Mu Dong'er's left body was cold, her eyes were glowing red, and her right body was hot.  What came out of his eyes was white light. The target of the two beams of light was not the Taoist priest, but the eternal furnace dozens of steps away.  Three masters and dozens of Taoist priests cast spells at the same time. They set up a magic circle. Many spells merged into one in the air, forming a ball of light the size of a fist. It was almost completely transparent and only showed a little bit when it moved.  Even so, only the third eye can detect it.  The ball of light is suspended in the air.  There is a dove egg-sized area in the middle that is slightly brighter. It looks like an eyeball hidden underwater. It turns and looks at the target.  The "pupil" suddenly brightened.  This is its attack, which is faster than the two beams of light shot from Mu Donger's left and right eyes.  Mu Xingqiu groaned and took a step back. His lower dantian was hit.  The power was invisible and traceless, shooting directly into the lower Dantian like an arrow, causing a crack in the first inner elixir.  The "pupil" of the light ball flashed three times in a row.  Jianggong and Niwangong were hit one after another. Mu Xingqiu retreated step by step. Every time he took a step back, an inner elixir cracked.  Over the past two years, although his three inner elixirs have been lazy and turning very slowly, they are still intact after all and are gradually recovering. They do not provide much mana, but they are very important to Mu Xingqiu.  The three elixirs were all broken and stopped spinning. Mu Xingqiu immediately felt dizzy and weak. Writing talismans required full concentration, but his consciousness was dissipating. His flesh and blood lacked that little magic power and was not as strong as usual, so he couldn't  First-class talisman.  Mu Dong'er's two beams of light have already been shot out. Mu Xingqiu stared at them, hoping to have some effect. This was all he hoped for.  The attack of the light ball and Mu Xingqiu's retreat were completed in an instant. At the same time, the two red and white lights hit the furnace, making a hissing sound. The furnace body showed no change, and the fire inside was motionless, as if frozen.  Average.  The Taoist priests did not stop these two beams of light. They believed that the furnace could withstand it. As long as the person who wrote the talisman and sacrificed the talisman died, the light would naturally disappear.  But Mu Xingqiu did not die. He suffered severe injuries. If it were any Taoist priest, he would have collapsed even if he were not dead. He only took three steps back, his body was swaying, but he did not fall down, let alone die.  The inner elixir is very important to him, but not as important as it is to other Taoist priests. He is like a person who has been ill for a long time. No matter how much pain he has, he will not die.  "This kid is really" Grandmaster Dai Zhen couldn't think of a particularly suitable description.  "Although he is alive and dead, let him live and use it to monitor the furnace. The moon of TaiyinThe fire is always not strong enough. When will the elixir be successfully made?  "Yang Yannian still wants to continue his plan. "The fire of Taiyin requires mana to activate, and if the furnace is not extinguished, it will destroy the body. The three masters can bear it, but no one is willing to get hurt, so they have to sacrifice one every once in a while.  Yang Yannian, a Taoist priest, felt that Mu Xingqiu might be able to solve this problem. "The three elixirs have been destroyed and he has no magic power. What's the use of having an empty body?"  Dai Zhen frowned slightly, "Why don't these two beams of light stop?"  " "This is the magic of talismans. After the talisman is sacrificed, it can maintain itself for a while. It is different from our five elements magic.  "Yang Yannian is not surprised. "Don't be careless, prepare to get rid of the demon soul.  "Xiang Haisheng's eyes were always fixed on Mu Dong'er. The reason why the three masters temporarily stopped after defeating Mu Xingqiu was because they had differences on this matter. Yang Yannian missed his hand once and lowered his head silently, but he didn't  In line with the intention of casting the spell, Dai Zhen said: "What should I do with the soul?  To whom?  " "Two Grandmasters, we were ordered by the Patriarch to destroy the demon souls. Our great success has not been accomplished and our status is unstable. Do we still have the time to fight for this?  "Xiang Haisheng was a little harsh. Dai Zhen thought for a while and said unconvinced: "Master Xiang, you still haven't said how to deal with the soul.  " "Naturally, it is collected in the magic weapon and handed over to the ancestor for processing.  "Xiang Haisheng summoned several soul-binding weapons, "The nights are long and there are many dreams. You have worked hard. Everything we have is given by our ancestor. If he doesn't agree, even our lives don't belong to us, let alone a soul.  " No one dared to say anything. The Taoist priests cast spells together again. The "pupil" of the light ball in mid-air blinked twice more, once attacking Mu Dong'er's inner elixir and once attacking the demon soul. Mu Dong'er sat in his father's arms  In the middle, his face was facing outward, and his eyes were shining towards the eternal furnace. He was already in a drowsy state, and he was motionless as Mu Xingqiu swayed. After the ball of light blinked, he was still like this for a while.  , Ordinary Taoist priests dare not say anything. Among the masters, Dai Zhen was the first to lose his temper, "Master Xiang, what are you waiting for?  The soul can be restrained.  " "Wait, you must first confirm that the demon soul is dead. Ask the two masters and the Supreme Treasure to cast a spell. If Mu Donger spits out pure Tao fire, the demon soul is dead. If he spits out the fusion fire, the demon soul is still there.  "Xiang Haisheng's large bright mirror was placed in the non-extinguishing furnace, so two other people were required to cast the spell. Yang Yannian and Dai Zhen looked at each other and did not obey the order immediately. "The talisman is still in progress, wait until it is over.  Yang Yannian said that he had suffered losses before, so he was more cautious. Mu Xingqiu stood there and did not fall, which made him dare not be careless.  Cast a spell.  " Yang Yannian pretended not to hear, but Dai Zhen was a little panicked. He didn't want to be sued by Xiang Haisheng in front of the ancestor in the future. He took a step forward with the sword washing pool and said, "Okay, I'll do it. The three masters who obeyed the sun are still here.  Are you afraid of this father and son?  " The sword-washing pool was erected. The water inside was motionless, and the scene reflected was clearer than a large bright mirror. Mu Dong'er's appearance appeared on the water, with no light in his eyes. After a moment, he actually blinked. Dai Zhen  Startled, "What's going on?  How can he still cast spells if he has no inner elixir?  " Ordinary Taoist priests can't see anything special about Mu Dong'er's blinking, but the three masters can clearly see that there are still spells coming out of his eyes. This is by no means the continuation of the old talisman, but a new breaking of the formation.  Yang Yannian could no longer stand by and cast a spell with the Demon Suppressing Bell. When the bell rang three times, his expression changed, "It's not Mu Dong'er, it's Mu Xingqiu!  " Mu Xingqiu was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time. The Patriarch Tower in his hand did not move. The three elixirs were broken and could no longer provide any mana. His mind was in chaos. He could not even think about the details of the talisman. His third eye was blurred and his ears were confused.  It was hazy, but he was still writing the talisman. The talisman paper was Mu Dong'er, the talisman pen was the Patriarch Tower, and the talisman ink was his own blood plus the mana in the Patriarch Tower. The Patriarch Tower was providing him with mana, and Kun Chaos remained.  The spells inside have been removed, and the entire magic forest is open to Mu Xingqiu. The talisman they form is more powerful than the blood of a Taoist priest. The writing of the talisman requires thinking, but Mu Xingqiu's mind is confused, but his perception is stronger than anything else.  You have to be sharp at all times, the talisman of breaking the formation is in your mind, there is no need to think about it at all, just like those old painters who only painted a horse or a flower in their whole life, the picture has been firmly imprinted in their mind, but when faced with real objects, they will  There is no way to copy it. The formation-breaking talisman at this time is not a word, but a ball of light and a shadow. It actually exists in his mind. No matter how confused his thoughts are, it does not affect its existence. There is no need to move the Patriarch Tower.  , the magic power in the tower automatically flowed out, wrote the talisman in Mu Dong'er's body, and then shot out a little spiritual light in the deepest part of his mind, Mu Xing?He vaguely understood something, but he couldn't think about it in detail yet.  "How can a person whose inner elixir has been destroyed write the Taoist Talisman?" Dai Zhen was not only surprised, but also angry. The water in the sword-washing pool in his hand fluctuated, and nine spells were instantly released.  As soon as the nine spells left the magic weapon, they deviated from the direction, flew towards the eternal furnace, hit the furnace body, and disappeared silently.  "Don't move." Xiang Haisheng finally understood what the problem was. He flashed to the stove and looked inside. In the bright mirror, he saw the imprisoned woman holding magic formulas with both hands and posing for casting spells.  posture.  It turns out that she is the source of everything.  (Please recommend and subscribe) (To be continued)
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