Chapter 47: The Third Man
In front of them, a huge dragon coiled around the majestic palace, circle after circle, and the huge dragon head rose high in the sky above the main hall, staring at them!
This is a dragon bone, only a huge dragon bone with no flesh and blood, just the teeth are a little higher than Qin Mu!
Although the dragon has been dead for an unknown amount of time, it can still be seen that its majesty is extraordinary, and it must be an extremely powerful existence in the next life.
Qin Mu opened his eyes to look at it, and suddenly the dragon bone in front of him seemed to come to life, the divine light rushed into the sky, and the dragon seemed to swim meandering in his eyes, obviously the dragon was dead, but that kind of momentum made him feel that the dragon was still alive!
"Yongjiang Dragon King, the real dragon ......"
Qin Mu looked at the dragon, his heart moved slightly, and he remembered Ma Ye's boxing technique, the Nine Dragons Control Wind and Thunder in the Eight Styles of Thunder Yin. Nine Dragons control the wind and thunder, and the vitality is divided into nine strengths, the first is the angry dragon impact, and the second is the double dragon twist, and the power of each weight will be one more dragon strength than the last time!
Qin Mu has been practicing boxing with Ma Ye since he was a child, this move has been practiced many times, but he has never been able to get the essence, and he has recently cultivated to make great progress, which has greatly improved the power of Jiulong's wind and thunder, but when he confronted the little monk Mingxin, he still suffered a loss.
Of course, it was because he didn't get the Mahayana Sutra of the Great Lei Yin Temple, but more importantly, his Nine Dragons fist strength was just like a dragon.
Like a dragon instead of a dragon, it has nothing to show for it, but there is no reality, and it will collapse at the touch of nature.
If his fist strength is a true dragon, even if he doesn't learn the Mahayana Sutra, his Nine Dragons Wind and Thunder are also true transmissions!
Because, the fist theory of the Nine Dragons to control the wind and thunder is to imitate the momentum of the real dragon to control the wind and thunder, the thunder is ten thousand, and the divine dragon kills and fights from the thunder, if you can do this, it doesn't matter if you learn the Mahayana Sutra or not!
"Nine Dragons Control Wind and Thunder, Nine Dragons Control Wind and Thunder ......"
Qin Mu observed this dragon bone little by little, his steps moved unconsciously, only this real dragon bone was left in his eyes, looking at the dragon shape, checking the bone structure, observing the dragon momentum, figuring out the dragon rhyme, understanding the dragon qi, and thinking about the dragon god.
He became more and more self-forgetful, watching as he walked, and made strange movements, arms, and body, unconsciously imitating every move of the real dragon.
His vitality was also unconsciously like a real dragon swimming in his body, over and over again, enriching more details.
And in his spiritual fetus, the spiritual fetus is also moving with his movements, breathing and exhaling vitality, and gradually undergoing wonderful changes. The vitality he exhaled did not enter Qin Mu's body, but wandered around his body, turning into a small dragon, and as he breathed more and more vitality, this little dragon was also gradually growing, slowly becoming more than one person tall, and wrapped around the spirit fetus.
Fox Ling'er was still afraid, but after a long time, the fear in her heart gradually decreased, and she was not so afraid, but Qin Mu was a little selfless when she studied the dragon bone, and she also forgot about her.
After a long time, Fox Ling'er's stomach gurgled, and she immediately carefully got off Qin Mu's back and tiptoed out of the underwater Dragon Palace. She was not worried about disturbing Qin Mu, but she had a natural fear of the dragon, lest she would make too much noise and disturb the dragon bone.
Half an hour later, the white fox returned from outside, carrying a bag full of strange dandelion-like creatures.
Fox Ling'er resisted the fear of the dragon bone in her heart, walked into the mist, came to Qin Mu's side, climbed on Qin Mu's body, sat on his shoulder, and stuffed a creature into his mouth.
Qin Mu was unconscious, opened his mouth when the meal came, and ate it honestly.
Fox Ling'er fed him more than twenty of those strange creatures, and then he ate them himself.
Qin Mu still showed no signs of waking up, he was still walking around freely, his eyes fell on the keel, and sometimes he even climbed onto the keel, wandering on the huge bone.
On his spirit fetus, the green dragon was entangled, and the electric light flashed, but Qin Mu was still concentrating on observing the dragon bone and didn't notice it.
In this way, two days passed unconsciously, Qin Mu ate, drank, and slept here, and his body was already stinky, and there was still no sign of waking up.
Fox Ling'er is very patient, these days to take care of his diet, Qin Mu is thirsty, she goes to hold water with leaves, hungry, she goes to catch the strange creatures in the passage, but along the way you have to pass through the waterhole, the strange fish hide in the water, if you are not careful, you will be eaten by the strange fish, fortunately, she is clever, nothing went wrong.
Of course, when Qin Mu was convenient, it would still dodge.
On the third day, Hu Ling'er was about to pick up some water, when suddenly Qin Mu's voice came, and he was surprised: "Why am I so dirty?"
Hu Ling'er was surprised and delighted, and said crisply: "You have been standing here for three days, it's strange if you are not dirty!"
"Three days?"
Qin Mu was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "Oops! I haven't returned for three days, the people in the village must be dying in a hurry! Let's go, let's go back quickly!"
Suddenly, he stopped again and said, "If I go back now, I will definitely be scolded, and maybe I may not even be allowed to come out." First, if you are here, you might as well go to the Dragon Palace to have a look, maybe you can find some treasures. ”
He was full of interest and walked into this underwater dragon palace, and Fox Ling'er had the courage to follow him into this majestic palace, but she was timid, and she only dared to follow Qin Mu's legs, and did not dare to move around wantonly.
This hall is also shrouded in fog, and it is even thicker, so vast that you can't see too far.
"Strange, what is the fog coming from?"
Qin Mu wondered, this mist was not water mist, even his Divine Sky Eye couldn't see far. The more he walked towards the center of the hall, the heavier the fog became, the shorter the range of sight became, and the fox Ling'er was even more frightened, biting Qin Mu's trouser leg and being led by him.
At this moment, he heard a strange sound, soft, long, but also sad, like someone singing a sad song in the fog, but he couldn't understand what was singing.
At this time, an ancient language, mysterious, obscure, as old as the language of gods and demons.
Qin Mu listened, raised his hand and touched his cheek, and before he knew it, he was already in tears.
The song gave him the impression that there was a woman floating around in the mist, singing a story that broke her heart.
Suddenly, the golden rings of the Luo Zen staff in his hand rang out, and the noise was terrible.
"Grandpa Ma said that the golden ring of the Luo Zen staff has the effect of driving away distracting thoughts and evil thoughts, and the heart is moving, and the heart is moving, and the ring rings when the heart moves a distracting and evil thoughts. Now this ring is ringing like a sifting of copper beans, and it is tinkling, and I really have so many distracting thoughts?"
Qin Mu looked down and couldn't help crying and laughing, it turned out that the fox Ling'er was shaking like chaff, holding his leg tightly, but his tail was on the gap and abandoning Luo, Qin Mu's heart was not disturbed, but the little fox's heart was disturbed.
"Ling'er, you move your tail away a bit. Qin Mu said.
Fox Ling'er tossed her tail aside and continued to tremble.
Qin Mu frowned, after Fox Ling'er's tail was removed, the golden ring of the Luo Zen staff was still shaking, and it was a ring.
"Could it be that in addition to me and Hu Ling'er, there is a third person here? A third person with evil thoughts? Could it be the woman who sings?"
The sound of the golden ring of the Gap Abandon Luo Zen Staff is getting more and more urgent, this is clearly a third person here, he has too many distracting thoughts and evil thoughts, and the Gap Abandon Luo feels his distracting thoughts and evil thoughts, so it will ring non-stop!
In the air, the song floated around, growing sad.
Qin Mu looked down, and suddenly shivered, only to see that in the mist, a bony palm was stretching out the Luo Zen staff, and before he touched the Zen staff, he trembled as if he had been struck by thunder and lightning, and quietly retracted without a breath.
Qin Mu was holding the Gap Abandon Luo Zen Staff, looking around, the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping, and in the fog around him, the thin palms were constantly reaching him, but when he encountered the Gap Abandon Luo, he involuntarily retracted.
And the soft singing in the fog gradually became clear, as if it was singing in his ears.
"What the hell is in the fog?"
His scalp was numb, and the fox had crawled down his trousers to his back, and then into his arms, hiding under his clothes, only his little furry head was exposed, and he looked around secretly, shivering.
This kind of scene was really terrifying, and Qin Mu couldn't help but feel a little disturbed, but the golden ring vibrated and had a calming effect, which made his heart calm down quickly.
He fixed his mind, so many hands, obviously not the same person.
"Whatever it is, all of them are gone!"
Qin Mu's vitality was shocked, and he rushed into the Gap Abandoned Luo Zen Stick along his arm, raised the Zen Staff, and slammed it, only to hear a loud noise, and suddenly burst out of the Gap Abandoned Luo Zen Staff, shooting in all directions, and at the same time, a Buddha shadow appeared behind him, sitting in the air, and the Sanskrit sound was great.
"That's what I smell!"
The Sanskrit sound in the mouth of the Buddha's shadow vibrates: "All sentient beings have a continuous life and death since the beginning, and they are all made up of ignorance of the true heart of permanent dwelling, the pure and clear body, and the use of delusions. This is not true, so there is a rotation——, a rotation——, a rotation——, a rotation—"