[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the old scholar did not believe in Mu Qingming's words, and insisted on taking that aura to continue his life. In desperation, Mo Han had no choice but to suggest that Mu Qingming do it, subduing the old scholar first and then convincing the other party. I never thought that the old scholar still had a hand, and he had quickly fixed it all before the dragon lockers started. Immediately after that, the old scholar jumped into the blessed land of the spirit cave without hesitation, but he paid for it with his life. led out Liu Yang personally and rushed to Changhu, but he didn't see the sealing demon; In the spring city, Mu Qingming never tired of it, and finally persuaded Ah Hong. Just as he was about to repair and protect the forbidden spirit cave again, the fungus suddenly rushed out and robbed Ah Hong. 】

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the sky and the earth are a little dim.

On the edge of the long lake in the stone forest, the water of the lake gently swells with the night wind, slapping against the grass and rocks on the edge of the lake. Or when you are in the lake, you have already hit the strange rocks standing in the lake, and then scattered into countless waves, splashing back into the lake.

A cloud of gray smoke, gathering in the night wind, flew south against the surface of the lake, towards the small island that Mu Qingming and Mo Han had set foot on before.

When I came to the island, in the hazy gray smoke, I suddenly heard a very surprised voice: "Huh? When the words landed, the gray smoke that was still moving forward at a rapid pace had already stopped on the north shore of the lake in the island.

The cool night breeze blew in, and the gray mist dispersed.

Under the mottled silhouette of the forest, Liu Yang's figure appeared. The clear water of the lake, which was surging in the wind, hovered back and forth at his feet.

In the darkness of the night, Liu Yang, who was staring at the lake in front of him, frowned, his eyes were full of suspicion, and his eyes were full of eyes.

The lake in front of him was nothing unusual except for its clarity. Not even the slightest hint of sealing aura could be detected.

But according to Zhang Qianqian's description before her death, the Immortal Dao should have sealed a fire demon here. But Liu Yang, who came here, let alone the demon didn't see it, and he didn't even notice the slightest sealing aura.

Mu Qingming arrived here one step ahead of him, and took away the evil qi left behind after the destruction of the seal, which was self-defeating, which made Liu Yang confused. I even wonder if I'm in the wrong place.

However, when he traveled all over Central Yunnan, there was only such a long lake, and Liu Yang had lived in this area for twelve years before he joined the Immortal Dao. He would never be misplaced, and Long Lake was here.

It's just that Liu Yang really didn't see or perceive the seal. I thought that I could get the fire demon who opened eternal life because of this, but I didn't expect it to be empty joy.

He stood silently by the lake in the night, his brow furrowing more and more......

In the spring city, the water of the Golden Juice River flows in the night. The verdant spring willows on the bank of the river are also swaying slightly in the night breeze.

On the Blessed Land Spiritual Cave not far from the river, the body of the old scholar was all turned into minced meat and residue in the fast-circling spiritual aura like a fast knife.

The minced flesh that splashed up with the rotation of the aura rushed into the air, and after crossing the blood-red arcs, it sprinkled a dense rain of blood on the ground, bringing a pungent fishy wind, and when it landed, it brought a little bit of mottling on the ground.

In the darkness, these bloody rains and whistling bloody winds, between the darkness of the forest and the shadows of the trees, are all terrifying.

Ah Hong was still a little stunned, staring blankly at the minced meat and debris that fell from the sky in front of him, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes trembled suddenly. There is no longer so much hatred for the old pedant who betrayed him and wanted to assassinate him from behind under the selfish drive. The heart is filled with nothing but fear; Fear of the whirling aura.

Mu Qingming shook the handful of minced meat scraps he had caught with his hand and shook it to the ground without saying a word.

At this time, all the scraps of minced meat that sputtered up had fallen to the ground, among the rotting dead leaves on the ground. The aura in the Blessed Land Spiritual Cave was still spinning like flying, bringing gusts of wind.

"Do you still want to put your guqin, no, should I say it is the spirit qin?" After being silent for a long time, Mu Qingming turned his head to look at Ah Hong beside him, and said slowly: "It is impossible for that remnant soul in your piano to withstand the squeeze of this powerful aura. ”。

Ah Hong was still speechless, he still didn't dare to believe Mu Qingming's words.

Although the facts are in front of him, Ah Hong is still a little hesitant, whether to put his spiritual qin into the blessed land aura to try.

And Mu Qingming also knew what he was thinking, so he simply took a step back and let Ah Hong weigh it himself; Otherwise, with Ah Hong's stubbornness, he is completely the character of not hitting the south wall and not looking back, and it doesn't make sense if he doesn't let him figure it out by himself.

Mu Qingming had no choice but to stop it.

Ah Hong, who was standing on the edge of the blessed land, looked at the spinning aura in a daze, and kept thinking quickly.

Mu Qingming also took the opportunity to take a good look at his guqin; I don't know if I don't look at it, but when I look at it, Mu Qingming also secretly felt a trace of surprise in his heart, like a stone falling into the water, bringing ripples in his calm state of mind. The maker of this guqin had a whimsical idea to take three souls and seven spirits from ten people and place them on the strings of the guqin.

In this way, not only a remnant soul in the piano is formed, but also the strings are spiritual, and the music played is a pleasant natural sound.

And the crested horned dragon on the body of the piano, the mountain qin, the goose foot bearing the dew, is made of ebony; Ebony is Shen Yin wood, this oriental sacred wood not only has the quaintness of the wood and the charm of the stone, and the moon is spiritual, but also can gather the yin and psychic, which can effectively preserve the three souls and seven spirits in the strings and gather without extinguishing.

Ordinary people don't know, but it is impossible for Mu Qingming not to know that this kind of soul into the instrument makes the instrument more spiritual, and the performance is based on the characteristics of things, which abound throughout the ages.

A small number of luthiers and musicians are proficient in all kinds of soul dementoring arts, and when making musical instruments, they either go to barren mountains and lonely graves to collect souls, or go to mass graves to collect souls. There is really nothing to shoot, and they will even kill people for the sake of a hint of heavenly sound, so as to deter the soul.

Let's not talk about it closely, let's just say that during the Western Jin Dynasty, after Ji Kang was beheaded, Guangling never sounded against, and his soul was attached to the guqin in front of him?

And the soul is different, and the sound produced by the soul after being incorporated into the instrument is also different; The ghost is high-pitched, the wandering soul is light, the ghost is poignant and the ghost boy has a brittle voice. As for the young female ghost, the voice is melodious and tactful, etc.

From Mu Qingming's point of view, Ah Hong's crane sings in the autumn moon, but the soul of the ghost wandering soul is all there, so that it is matched into a new soul, which makes this guqin a high-pitched and light sound, and it must be a simple timbre, quite meaningful.

It's just that one string is broken, and one soul and one soul are missing from the three souls and seven souls, and the soul sealed in the piano has become a remnant soul that is like a gossamer and is about to disperse.

Fortunately, it is not a natural soul, but a thing made of three souls and seven souls, as long as the strings are connected, and then a soul and a soul are taken and kneaded into it, this piano can still be repaired.

"Ah Hong, believe him, the qi in this person's body is negative yin and yang, and the center of his chest is bright, not like a villain." Just when Mu Qing was thinking about how to repair the qin for Ah Hong, in the guqin, a weak voice suddenly sounded: "And I can't stand the squeeze of that aura." ”。

The aftermath echoed, still weak, but I could still hear that it was a woman's voice. Mu Qingming was even more surprised, this remnant soul has been with the guqin for a long time, and he can hear or see the mood of others, which is really a rare ghost for him.

And Ah Hong was also stunned when he heard this; No one in the world can listen to his words, but only the remnant soul in this piano can change his mind. So after recovering from his stunned thoughts, Ah Hong frowned again and thought for a moment, and finally stretched his brows and was no longer stubborn, and he lost his previous vigilance. So, he slowly turned his head to look at Mu Qingming, his eyes slightly reddened, and finally showed a few begging in the dimness: "Save her." ”。

"Okay." Mu Qingming didn't talk nonsense, just nodded his head.

"Thank you." Ah Hong, who didn't leave the piano, thanked him a little chokedly, and handed the piano to Mu Qingming with both hands.

"Miaoyu, you come and help him keep the guqin first, I still have something to do." Mu Qingming muttered to Mo Han not far away, muttered and pointed at Ah Hong's Miaoyu, beckoned and squatted down.

He crossed his hands across his chest, hooked the little finger of his right hand with his left ring finger, hooked his left little finger with his right ring finger, pressed the ring finger with his two big fingers, and straightened the index and middle fingers of both hands. After opening his lips slightly and silently chanting the mantra, Huo Ran clasped his palms.

When he landed, the blue light in his palm appeared, like jade, and in an instant, he covered all the ten fingers of his two hands. Between the ten fingers, like a leaping flame, in the flames gently swaying in the wind, ten pitch-black ancient Xia characters emerged one after another.

"What is he going to do?" After handing over the guqin to Miao Yu, who was standing beside him, Ah Hong watched Mu Qingming's every move curiously.

"Reset the seal, restore the ban, lest people with ulterior motives fight the idea of this place again." Miao Yu replied and put the guqin in his hand on his back.

Mu Qingming, who was on the side, had already spread his hands into palms, and pressed his palms to the edge of the Blessed Land Spirit Acupoint. When the palm touches the ground, the ten ancient Xia characters on the fingertips rise and split, one into two, two into four, and four into eight.

Mu Qingming spat softly, muttering a mantra, and in the blink of an eye, it had been divided into hundreds of ancient Xia texts from ten, and in an instant, as if it had a spirituality, a burst of squirming was connected from end to end around the blessed land spirit cave, surrounding it and leaking it.

Gu Xia Wen squirmed, and the collapsed clods of earth slowly rose from the depths of the aura, and the rubble around them rolled at the same time, heading straight for the deep pit where the Blessed Land Spirit Cave was. After another moment, those ancient Xia characters melted into the soil, and the deep pit with a diameter of nearly one zhang had been filled, and the aura that had been exposed to the air before had been buried deep into the ground again.

Ah Hong, who had heavy pupils, could see that the true qi in Mu Qing's body was flowing endlessly, like a flood, surging to his fingertips and then oozing out of his body, injecting into the earth's veins, forming a rock-solid prohibition around the Blessed Land Spirit Cave.

Just when he was fascinated, he only felt a strong wind suddenly appear behind him. The cool air in this strong wind rushed straight ahead, and the cold suddenly appeared, which made Ah Hong's heart tremble, and before he could look back, he saw a cold light flashing in front of his neck, and a short knife had already crossed his Adam's apple.

The fungus finally couldn't help but do it; He cast a retreat technique from the soil, and suddenly the news from behind Ah Hong burst out like lightning, which made Ah Hong stunned, and also caught the dragon lockers around him off guard.

Mu Qingming, who had just finished performing the forbidden repair, stood up suddenly, Changsheng Dao was really a chicken thief, which made Mu Qingming's eyes burn with anger, and he stared at the fungus that had already climbed on Ah Hong's back.

I saw that this sudden attack took the fungus and hooked his feet, and he wrapped around the arms on both sides of Ah Hong's body, so that his hands could not move. And the two arms covered with fungal sarcoma were holding a knife across Ah Hong's neck with one hand, and the other hand had bent five fingers like claws, choking Ah Hong's neck.

Will Ah Hong be snatched away? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.