Exorcism

Yang Qingyin's pregnancy became more and more obvious, and the uneasiness in her heart also increased. She was no longer worried about one person, but two people.

She hadn't felt Mu Xingqiu's emotions for a long time. The reason was unknown, but she didn't give up. She still insisted on taking turns practicing boxing with Baldzi every day. As well as the baby in her belly, Yang Qingyin was becoming suspicious, always feeling that one day Pangshan would come and steal her flesh and blood.

Yang's mother happened to come to the island for a visit at this time, and soon noticed her daughter's coldness.

The bald man was practicing boxing on the top of the bell while watching the naval battle in the south. He was not enthusiastic about any Taoist priests.

Mother Yang brought many more items. After placing them, she called Yang Qingyin into the tent. The tent is spacious and comfortable, but Yang Qingyin rarely lives here.

"There are still more than two months." Mother Yang stared into her daughter's eyes, feeling sympathy and love for her, but also a little disappointed. They all had the same fate and were unable to get rid of their mother's identity. "You should get more rest."

"Um."

"The demonic chaos in the south is getting more and more serious. You have to be careful. The Taoists will not interfere. The hundreds of soldiers from the Holy Talisman Dynasty may not be able to stop it."

"Yeah." Yang Qingyin thought of the Demon Slayer Club, but didn't ask anything.

"In case the demon clan attacks the island, don't show off, just leave it to the Demon Suppressing Bell."

Yang Qingyin finally couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Mother, tell me the truth, what is in the Demon Suppressing Bell?"

Mother Yang was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but I think the ancestor must have blessed the clock with powerful self-protection spells. The Demon-Suppressing Bell is the most precious treasure of Wangshan, and it will not be left here without protection..."

"That's not what I meant. What did the Demon Suppressing Bell do to me?"

Mother Yang looked suspicious, "To you?"

Yang Qingyin decided to be honest. She had been thinking about these words for a long time, and she had to ask clearly, "The impact of the Demon Suppressing Bell on the fetus is becoming more and more obvious, I can feel it. The Patriarch said that the Demon Suppressing Bell is used to help Mu Xingqiu , it’s actually for the fetus, right?”

Mother Yang responded with silence, and after a while she said: "I am just a smoke-eating Taoist priest from Pangshan.

"But you don't know everything."

Mother Yang was silent again.

"Mother, I have a guess." Yang Qingyin continued by herself, "If my child is born with Daogen, or even has the inner elixir condensed before he is born like Zuo Liuying, will Pang Shan want to take him away?"

"Daughter, your heart belongs to you, and I will not advise you to look back, but do you really want to leave the baby in this chaotic world?" Mother Yang did not answer directly, with uncontrollable grief on her face, "The situation It's worse than previously expected. More and more monsters are openly turning to the magic priests in Wangshan. Even humans are swaying. The world is becoming more and more dangerous. Even Taoist priests can't walk alone, let alone a baby? "

"So my guess is correct?" Yang Qingyin clung to this question.

"I don't know." Mother Yang sighed, "I don't know. Regarding your child, there are some prophecies in Taoism, but the child's father... I have no way of knowing how much Taoism attaches importance to this child. I just think, Regardless of whether the child has inner elixir or not, he should be with Pang Shan. The same goes for you. Even if Mu Xingqiu is standing here, he will advise you to go back to Pang Shan, and he will not complain about you. "

Yang Qingyin smiled. Just like a high-level Taoist priest found it difficult to explain some things to a low-level Taoist priest, she was unable to express her feelings to her mother who had already passed the calamity: Mu Xingqiu would not blame her. No matter what she does, that's not what she cares about at all, she just has to stay here.

"Thank you, mother."

Mother Yang sighed again. She had expected her daughter's stubbornness, but she still found it difficult to let go. "Don't do stupid things, let everything take its course, and don't do anything to the fetus. It will bring unpredictable dangers." ”

"How could I do such a thing?" Yang Qingyin said with a smile. Only Taoist Taoist Yanyan would have such worries, but Fang Xunmo, the founder of the Yuemang realm, would never have such doubts.

Mother Yang said goodbye, feeling deeply worried when she left.

Yang Qingyin seemed preoccupied all day long. She often got distracted while practicing boxing. She became more and more convinced that her guess was correct. Dao Tong was waiting for the birth of a baby prodigy. As long as her child had the inner elixir, he must be with Pang Shan. Retirement, as a mother, she would never let her child vomit pills.

Everything was planned by the Patriarch. The Taoist priest was ruthless and abandoned his desires. It was by no means ignorant of love. Instead, he regarded the seven emotions and six desires as moves that could be dismantled. When the Patriarch used the first move, he had already anticipated the following series. Changes, he just needs to wait and see.

Yang Qingyin is a disciple of the Taoist sect, and she has no intention of thinking that the high-level Taoist priests are too sinister, but their behavior is indeed a bit mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people. The high-level Taoist priests rarely tell their true thoughts, and they always give them what they want. Come to your door.

"Bald man, I have to ask you a favor."

"No problem." Bald Man flew over.

"Go see Zuo Liuying and ask me something."

"He is far away from here. It takes a month or two to go back and forth... I am not afraid of being far away or tired, but I am afraid that you will be left alone on the island without anyone to take care of you."

"I can handle it myself. Meeting Zuo Liuying is very important. I can only trust you."

The bald man was very embarrassed and flew twice in the air. "Okay, I'm going to see Zuo Liuying. What do you want to ask?"

Yang Qingyin was unable to speak, "Give him your memories on the island, and then ask him what I should do."

Yang Qingyin believed that Zuo Liuying could understand all this. If not, he would not be able to provide advice.

"It's easy to do this. Okay, I'll set off now and try to come back as soon as possible. Mom, you must be careful."

Yang Qingyin smiled and said: "Don't worry. Go find Ouyang Hao and ask him to take you there..."

Bald Man had already flown away, heading south along the water, like a strange fish.

"Don't fight, stay away if you encounter monsters!" Yang Qingyin warned loudly, suddenly starting to worry about Bald Man's safety again.

The bald man responded with a whistle and soon disappeared.

Yang Qingyin continued to practice boxing near the Demon Suppressing Bell. She had a premonition that she might never feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions again, but she had to keep practicing boxing because only in this way could the fetus in her belly be willing to calm down. .

Time passed day by day, but there was still no news from Mu Xingqiu, and Bald Man did not come back. Half a month later, the emperor's grandson Fu Ci and several talisman masters came to visit.

They regarded the island as a mansion and stopped on the sea dozens of steps away without landing. This was the first time Fu Ci met Yang Qingyin. Without being too polite, he said directly: "I'm sorry, Taoist Yang. We must retreat. There are more and more demon soldiers, and the two human vassal states in the southwest are preparing to betray the Holy Talisman Dynasty and join the Sacrifice Kingdom. If we continue to stay here, our retreat will be cut off. "

"Please come back. Thank you very much for your hard work over the past few months to ensure the tranquility on the island. Please express my gratitude to Princess Xijie, Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao on my behalf. It is a pity that I cannot go to the imperial capital in person."

Fu Ci bowed slightly, "The devil has not emerged yet, but the war is already raging. The Holy Fu Dynasty will never give up. I hope to fight side by side with Taoist Yang in the future."

Yang Qingyin bowed to Taoism and said, "There will come a day when the Holy Talisman Dynasty will never fight alone."

Fu Ci led all the talisman masters away, leaving only Liu Ding. He bowed deeply to Yang Qingyin, but said nothing and turned around to chase his companions.

The army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty withdrew that night, leaving behind many talisman restrictions and traps. The next day, the demon tribe launched a tentative attack. On the third day, there was no obstruction between the demon tribe and the island.

Yang Qingyin didn't care about these things, she still practiced boxing on time and practiced meditation on time every day.

The monsters from the south were slowly approaching. On the fifth day, Yang Qingyin could see the dense crowd of monsters on the sea without using her third eye. There were at least two thousand of them, belonging to different tribes. They probably absorbed the power of Luo Yunqiao, the general of the country of sacrifice. Lesson learned, no one dares to rush to the front.

Yang Qingyin took less rest from then on, and even if she wanted to, she would sit near the Demon Suppressing Bell.

Around three o'clock in the night, the demon clan launched an attack. Dozens of demons came from the air and from the bottom of the sea. They were brightly colored and fierce. This was not a sneak attack, but a formal declaration of war.

Yang Qingyin pressed her left hand on the bell and cast a spell with her right hand, forming a long wall of fire on the edge of the island.

Generally speaking, the stronger the magic weapon, the higher the requirements for the caster. Just like those heavy weapons, only those with great strength can swing them. The Demon-Suppressing Bell is the most precious treasure of the Taoist tradition, and Taoist priests from Dinxia are not even qualified to use it, but Yang Qingyin has established a certain connection with this clock, which is due to the help of her ancestor Fang Xunmo and her own efforts.

The wall of fire stretched across the edge of the island, only seven or eight feet high, but all the magic, whether flying from the sky or diving from the bottom of the sea, was attracted when they flew close, and automatically entered the wall of fire to be roasted and transformed into Wisps of green smoke.

The horn sounded, one after another, followed by the roar of the monsters. Yang Qingyin was very familiar with this. She wondered if any monsters she knew were participating in this battle.

More sorcery rushed over, like a group of poisonous snakes that didn't know how to survive or die. They struggled in the flames, one after another, and finally suppressed the fire. Some sorcery no longer even attracted, and pounced directly on the target on the island.

Yang Qingyin still pressed the bell with one hand and cast spells with the other. She did not use all her strength. She just used fireballs and fire knives to block the nearby magic, and then took the time to strengthen the fire wall in front of her to prevent it from extinguishing.

The demon clan is approaching, and the ones at the front are the beast demons. They are more resistant to spells and can withstand the burning of the wall of fire better than the sorcerers.

Yang Qingyin was also ready to let the demon clan taste the fire of Taiyin.

At this moment, the fetus in her belly began to move wildly. Yang Qingyin suffered from abdominal pain, and large beads of sweat soon appeared on her forehead. Only by continuing to practice boxing could the pain be stopped.

"You little bastard, are you going to kill us two?" Yang Qingyin wanted to hold on for a while, but the pain was too severe and she was not allowed to practice boxing around the Demon Suppressing Bell.

Practicing boxing and casting spells cannot be done at the same time, and the wall of fire near the island weakens rapidly.