Huang Jingxuan said: "Your senior brother's inability to get out is completely different from the inability of the Pingbo Daoist to get out. Your senior brother uses the Yuehua Circle, which can only be illuminated, and after a while, when it dissipates, Mu Zhi will be able to get out, and the Moon Hua Circle is made of moonlight, and it will not damage Mu Zhi. And the seven-ring treasure mirror of Pingbo Dao shone on Mu Zhi, and Mu Zhi not only couldn't get out, but it would also die in it. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and looked at Huang Jingxuan.

Huang Jingxuan said: "The seven-ring treasure mirror, as the name suggests, has seven rings in the mirror, which are interlocking. Although two rings have long been broken, they are still the most powerful magic weapons in his faction. Each ring in the mirror has its own purpose, and people in the same way all say that this mirror is extremely ruthless, but fortunately, every time Pingbo Dao Chang uses it, it consumes spiritual power, if it is not for the full energy, he will not be able to use this mirror. The fairy mirror** only uses one of the rings, but I don't know which one it is. But last night's cold light was called the Ice Ring. I heard from your master uncle that the material used for this ice ring was obtained from the Xuanwu, so it was very cold. Although there are countless kinds of Ganoderma lucidum, the Ganoderma lucidum that can be grown into meat mushroom only grows in the south, and it cannot stand freezing, and it can no longer grow once it is frozen. Don't we also have Lingshan, so on Lingshan, the climate is always warm like spring. The ice ring in the seven-ring treasure mirror covered Mu Zhi, that is, if he didn't use his hands to catch it, Mu Zhi would not be able to grow anymore after that. If you shine for a while, Mu Zhi will freeze to death. But fortunately, Mu Zhi, who was covered by his ice treasure ring, had his spiritual power sealed, and after he took it, it would take half a year to benefit. If he catches Mu Zhi empty-handed and eats it, and then comes to embarrass me and your fifth uncle, we are really not his opponents. ”

Han Yiming looked at Huang Jingxuan in a daze, and when he saw that he was quite happy, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. Huang Jingxuan said: "Yiming, did you attract this Muzhi?" Han Yiming nodded, and he said again: "Although Muzhi is very rare and will not be seen often, as long as they smell the smell of your hands, they will follow from afar." If you do, tell me sooner, so that they can be safe, and we will be safe. ”

After a moment of silence, Han Yiming said, "Yes, if I see Mu Zhi again, I must tell my uncle first." It's just that Uncle Shi knew that it was my fingers that attracted it?" Huang Jingxuan said: "Last night, your whole body froze, and only the two fingers of your left hand were still as usual. Under the Ice Ring, both fingers have a faint layer of silvery-white. There is Xianzhi on Lingshan, and if you look closely at Ding Wu's fingers, there is also a layer of white, which is also the traces of Xianzhi's licking. I'm worried that Daoist Pingbo can also see that his cultivation book is similar to mine, and with the help of the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror, he won't be able to discover the subtleties in it. It's just that he has never seen the two more rare things of meat mushroom and immortal mushroom, and he can't guess the mystery, but he will always watch it. It would be great for him to be able to catch you and wait for Muzhi to come to the door. Moreover, he had some unpleasant past with our Lingshan, and if his spiritual power increased greatly, he would immediately attack the Lingshan disciples. ”

Han Yiming said: "But, but Uncle Shi, you just said that he will not be able to benefit from Mu Zhi until half a year, and he will ...... when the time comes" Huang Jingxuan nodded and said: "When the time comes, we are only afraid that we will all return to Lingshan, and on Lingshan, we are not afraid of him." But as long as any of us are left alone, he will never give up. If he eats a few more muzhi, I'm afraid that we won't be his opponents on the road. He paused for a moment and sighed: "Yiming, you also try not to leave me and your uncle's side, you have just started, although you have good qualifications, you can't talk about cultivation, if you really meet him alone, it is also very dangerous." ”

He said very sincerely, Han Yiming was moved in his heart, and said, "Thank you, uncle." Huang Jingxuan nodded, clapped his hands, and only heard the sound of "pop", but it was not applause, but a crisp sound from the surroundings. Huang Jingxuan said: "If you have anything to say to me and your uncle in the future, you must take a step slowly, and wait until we set up a nether knot so that they can't hear it." Han Yiming nodded, Huang Jingxuan stretched out his hand, Han Yiming's left hand involuntarily raised, Huang Jingxuan looked at it for a while, and said, "Yiming, you have to suffer a little." ”

Han Yiming said: "As long as you can no longer attract Mu Zhi, you will be willing to suffer any hardships." Huang Jingxuan nodded and said, "What a good boy." Let's go for another ten days, and there will be another good way. It's just that now, you can only cut off both fingers and smear them with blood, and the smell of blood will make Muzhi stay away, even if you smell the fragrance of Xianzhi, you won't dare to approach you rashly. But you keep in mind that every time you wash your hands, you have to cut your fingers and reapply them. In another ten days, let's look for a stranger in the south, you come to the door to ask for advice, and ask him to guide you in another way, so that you can cover up the smell of your hands. Han Yiming said: "Yes, the disciple remembers." He pulled out the sword on his back, and wiped the two fingers of his left hand on the blade.

Suddenly, his wrist tightened, and he was firmly grasped by Huang Jingxuan. Raising his head, Huang Jingxuan said: "The Mingyuan Sword can't see blood, you must remember this." Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, Huang Jingxuan reached into his arms, took out a two-inch long bamboo needle from his arms, and said: "This is your Senior Sister Liu's, I specially asked her to give it to you, and if you have a good way to return it to her after ten days." Han Yiming took it in his hand, pierced a small hole in both fingers of his left hand, squeezed the two small needle holes hard, and squeezed out the blood to coat his fingers.

He was afraid that Mu Zhi would come running again, and he would be caught by the Pingbo Dao people and eat the belly, so he applied it very carefully, until both fingers were evenly smeared, and nothing was missed, and then he was relieved. He put the bamboo needle in his arms and asked, "Uncle Shi, why can't the Mingyuan Sword see blood?" Huang Jingxuan said: "The Mingyuan Sword was refined by the ancestor himself in his early years, and the disciples under him, even the six of our senior brothers, can't use it. This sword is very bizarre, and it is indistinguishable in three words. But if it is stained with blood, the consequences are unimaginable. The patriarch had used countless matching swords in the past, and most of the disciples of the matching sword sect also used them, but only this sword was more peculiar. Just remember. ”

On the evening of this day, Han Yiming saw Pingbo Dao people again, and his heart became more and more disgusted. He remembered Huang Jingxuan's words, that is, he washed his hands, and immediately pricked the blood with a bamboo needle and smeared his fingers. In his heart, he wished that Pingbo Muzhi would not appear again, and that he would no longer be buried in the mouth of Pingbo Dao. But the scorching short-sightedness of the Pingbodao people followed closely behind him. Han Yiming turned his back, and felt that the hairs on his back stood on end, and the eyes of the Pingbo Dao people were extremely vicious, with a little strange eagerness in the coldness, which was even more creepy.